...for a holiday, as the Brits have more eloquently deemed it (I'm practicing). Might be an occasional post here and there as we (Scotty, Charles, Michael and I) traipse our way through the UK, France, Spain, Italy and Switzerland. Might not. Either way, we're going to leave a trail of sangria, bad decisions and broken hearts in our wake.
Mom asked me earlier today what I'm most looking forward to. "I'm looking forward to the laughs," I replied. That may sound cheesy in writing, but it's true. Upon further thought, however, I have revised my answer. I am most looking forward to this:
Love you, Mom. See you in a month.
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