Dorky Park

A strange series of events led to my car being trapped at JR's in Bothell for the week. I wasn't sure that I would be able to retrieve it, as the town welcome sign reads
"Bothell, For a Day or a Lifetime"
It was over a week and under a lifetime, but I was able to bust the old Saturn loose and bring her safely back to King County. But first I did what most single 32 year old women do after a fun-filled day of judging a Catholic school speech competition. I attended a twelve year old boy's birthday party.


Max received some fun presents, most noteably his father gave him a big ol' bucket of dorkiness. Instead of a plain old ordinary "12" on the cake. JR did the obligitory Math Geek Binary Number Cake.




Happy Birthday Max, don't let your next social gathering become "Magic...the gathering"






I offered to hack up the cake since JR has this irritationg habit of ending up in the emergency room when sharp objects are in his general vicinity.