My Gratitude

Thank you Mother & Father (mom n dad) for making this party happen. im grateful and so happy that my friends and i all had a great time. I go back to school tomorrow and i think that today was like, our 2nd to the last day we get a day off of school before we get out of shool for summer vacation. i'll giveyou guys an update on my brothers baseball. and not gonna type any names but JOSH probably wants to hear:
They're doing awesome.

are you happy "compadre" (thats what josh calls me. i thought padre meant father in spanish, so does that mean compadre means grandfather. it cant mean friend because thats what amigo means. who knows.) my brother tore like a ligament or something (the doctors didnt know what happened. i wonder what medical school they went to; probably YABOS R US UNIVERSITY) who knows whats wrong with him. he's always had problems with his bones. he says he's gonna have arthritis in his back. yeah, and im gonna grow another nose (sarcasm) ANYWAY, Jared has been going to physical therapy. he just talked about "pile-driving" me. WHAT IS HE SAYING!!!! Lord, Help Me. speaking of therapy, i think i could be a good marriage counselor/therapist. Like, if some couple is like, "we dont have anything to talk about. we are always mad at each other because we dont get any sleep with that baby. what do we do!"

At this point i get all up in their face and say:
"people who love each other never run out of anything to talk about. you have a jillion things to talk about you just dont want to, you want to get to sleep. on the weekend, send that baby off to the grandparents, go to outback steakhouse and eat til your belt buckle snaps off."

By then, everything will be awesome again.

Color Me Gone,
Zach

P.S. I'm never gonna be a marriage counselor.

P.S.S. I would be awesome though