This past weekend, my family met for our annual camping trip. All of my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins from my mom's side of the family were there, 25 in all. The only person missing was my brother. We did however have a non-related Shannon there.
Thoughts on the weekend:
My aunts and uncles might start hating me for teaching my cousins Cowboy, Ninja, Bear. Don't hate the player, hate the game.
Swimming amongst dead fresh water shrimp is not my idea of a good time.
Laying on the beach all day can be exhausting.
The town of Balzac never stops being funny.
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