Summer Days . . . yeah, right!

Anna thinks I should think about changing the title of my blog. She doesn't seem to find "Snow Days" to be relevant to her life. This is hard for me. I don't want to change the name 'cause I do what I want (shoutout to Leam!). Okay, seriously, I was only being that goofy because Anna is leaning over my shoulder reading as I write. So she thinks I should call it "Summer Days" - "not yet!" she protests, "Not 'til summer, you dork!" Nope, not gonna do it. Won't even call it "Spring Days."

I miss Guatemala. Never go on a missions trip unless you want to lose your heart to a foreign country that you can't just go to whenever you want. I'm glad I did. But boy is it hard to not know when if ever I will go back.

You know what, Mikey? I CAN type while looking at you without misspelling any words! So just get over it! Except for "misspelling" which I misspelled then corrected. No, it's Anna's turn now! So now I'm looking at Anna without looking at the computer and she says that I look retarded. some friends I have!