If only that poor family traveling west on the Oregon Trail in their rundown wagon had to cross the Lazy River, instead of those pesky rapids. I imagine they’d caulk the wagon and float every time, likely ending up in the Caribbean. Or Louisiana at least, pre-BP disaster. But– as usual– that’s neither here nor there. I relished in crossing off another item from my 38 while 28 list while…
38 while 28
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Today: 38 while 28.
This week I turned 28. I tried to join the AARP and take advantage of their sweet discounts, but um… I’m not technically of retirement age yet, so I guess I’ll have to wait another year or two or thirty-seven. Twenty-eight seems to be one of…