Author: Amber

Bj and I drove to Salem tonight to have dinner at my mom’s. My little step brother Taylor was there, as were my step sister in law, Coralia, and my cute little niece Brianna, who’s four. Her Dad, my step brother, Aaron, is over in Iraq. My other step brother, Allen, is working in Japan (he’s the same age as me). We were all sitting around talking. I love our family dinners because it seems like my family is really good at talking about everything. Well today we hit on a bunch of topics including piercings…

First of all did you know that wound (“That wound is from an accident with scissors, I was jumping on the bed, long story”) and wound (I wound the red string around my finger and I STILL forgot your birthday!”) are spelled the same? What is UP with the English language?  They definitely did not consult me! Okay, so sorry about the rant. And sorry Sciarrino, but this is just too funny (only because you were not hurt worse). So Sciarrino comes home and Bj and I are in the kitchen and she has this baby…