Three reasons why today was a great day: 1) The Suns
won. Woot! Woot! 2) I met two more bloggers and wasn't
murdered. 3) My favorite professional wrestler stopped by. Meeting
Nan was kind of surreal.
I felt like I'd already met her since we're such good internet
buddies. Her Michael Clarke Duncan voice kind of threw me for a loop.
Just kidding. She sounded just like I'd imagined, which is strange
because it never works out like that. (I'd really like to hear ChrisM's, Sam's,
and KP's voices.) But
meeting Aaron was
like meeting someone "for real" because we've just been casual
acquaintances on the blog. It's just now soaking in that I had an
undefeated, course record setting, marathoner in my house chatting away
like we picked up from last we left off on the blog. I kind of forgot
that we weren't going to be moved in to our new house yet when I told
the Kennards to drop by. It would have been another 20 miles for them
to come to Queen Creek. They planned on coming over for dinner Saturday
night, but their flight was delayed three hours and threw a major
monkey wrench in their plans. So they came over this morning, and we
got all the kids up to head over to the new house. My wife made her
world famous biscuits and gravy. Nan brought some fruit and you
probably can't see in the picture, but she brought (and ate) donut holes. How does an
undefeated marathoner eat donut holes?? 
Here's the Kennard crew, me, and Emily. Emily loves
the camera. By the way, it's Ke'-nurd, not Kuh-nard'. Who knew? 
Nan can't take a bad picture. You got to love her
son's shirt. It says, "MY MOM RULES." His grandma gave it to him. It
says Alaska on the sleeve. He told me. 
And of course Nacho Libre dropped by unexpectedly.
He's da bessst. 
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