The Strum Of Your Guitar...

 With an introduction like this, it's clear to us, a partaay was had. 

As I mentioned earlier this week about the meaning of time. About minutes, and hours, and weeks....

They are getting ready to fly the nest again.  5 days to be exact. Back to the land of Texas. And Colorado. And LA. And Santa Barbara....

Wrapping things up. 

Tucking all the good memories away in little jars up on our shelves.  Close to our hearts. 

The laughter. The beers. The dancing and tilting your head back for a picture your auntie is snapping in the moment. 

When Rolling Rock is rollin' its way in.  I mean, this is pure college goodness.  Right Maddie?  Right.

And if you are offended, please step away from the plate. 

 UCSB, TCU, LMU, and MORE....LMU! Baddabing!  And as I type this post, these two hotties are currently hiking Machu Picchu...talk about doing summer well. 

#whenyourslipshows

 

We didn't have bonfires this summer.  We didn't camp around a camp fire.  We didn't pup a tent.  But we did surround ourselves with good friends.  Love and good wine. We danced in the sand by a band.  We watched friends hug and love eachother. We sat waterside by the dock side as the sailors raced in at the Yacht Club. 

 We smooshed together trying to get that perfect shot, and praying that deep down you'd find perfection. Yet deep in our roots we are beautiful.  And whats more beautiful than a smile, with a glass of whatever in your hand. 

 We praised this fine boy for making Captain Corp. And of course proving his way again and again.  Excelling in everything he tries or touches.  It's Mr. Personality slash handsome dude making us all so proud. 

 It's being reunited with your brother from another mother that stretched across the land, to come back together, making the world a better place again. Right Cullen?  

 Especially when you give side eye to your girls....busted Cullen!  HAHAHA!

 It's college Graduates that still gather each and every year for this party.  To give love, and take some right back.  To wherever they all land back to....the original bond of Lacrosse organically brought friendships closer than they had imagined.  Not to mention the parents. 

 My homegirl.  This woman can sew, cook, draw, fix, clean, mend, decorate, makeanything, style....and do anything you can possibly fathom.  I will forever hold her close to my heart.  Our girls will be together until the end of time, and rest assured, we will too.  Cindy, you amaze me around the sun, times ten.  Be strong as you send your littlest and your biggest away this month......You still have us...xo Big Love Cindy. & Thom!   Damnit. I'm crying.  ugh.

Empty nest will feel so raw.  But remember....YOU will get through. Just like you always do.....

YOU should be so proud! GO MITCHELL!!!

 

Heeeey Maddie....Where's that Rolling Rock?!

I walked up on this conversation as they were comparing their recent "Run-In" with our kids having parties.  While we were away.  But Dad....It's just a LITTLE gathering. No bigs.  So ya.  It happens, when the cats away....the little mice will play.  --------> Beer Pong.

 Susie, your hair lookin' fab like A.L.W.A.Y.S.

Tres Amiga's

Partner in Crime...

 Lacrosse Bonded and Insured.

 We laughed too much, we ate too much, we drank....well, too much.  Another Garage Band Party in the books, up on a shelf.  Thanks again Jacob family for another blend of love, life, good music, and my ever favorite wine. 

To all the kiddo's headed back to school.  You keep us proud.  Because in the end....its YOUR lifestyle that we must be proud of later. 

Go get em! 

Happy Fri-FREAKING-day!

Go play, and we'll see ya at the races?

   "----Through the years I have learned, some things worth the tellin,

And you'd be right in guessin' that each and every lesson they were hard won----"