Done!

Okay, for the record, the touringness was way sweet! As portrayed here in hi-tech bullet-fashion:

We went to an adventist elementary school in Allentown. The kids were hilarious. The one kid saw my hair and immediately came to the conclusion that I'm in a "rock-n-roll band". And, for ye camp folk, Billy was there (yes, the crazy-awesome-how-on-earth-did-they-get-honor-cabin billy). :)

I had forgotten how much I love the Dekle family (yes! i can spell!). They're all so tight-knit, but yet so different! I hadn't really seen them since camp and I missed them all so much. Plus their house is really cool. It always brought a smile to walk into the bathroom and find 9 toothbrushes neatly lined up. Ah, Dekles: you are amazing.

I saw Braveheart for the first time on saturday night. It's horribly sad and probably not exactly accurate. But it did inspire me! I mean, check out Gibson's hair! That's totally me in a year.

Oh yeah. And we did sing some.