Dictated But Not Read
Before I begin, here I have a message from my dearest Uncle Adam.
To whom it may concern,
Today was probably the greatest day in history. Mankind will forever be changed for it was great excitement that I dominated Blake in a game of frolf. My minion, Sognay, played adequately. This day shall henceforth be known as Presslee day.
Dictated but not read,
Presslee.
P.S. Sognay continues to complain about the mosquitoes. I question her stamina in future games. Again, dictated but not read.
Dear Grandpa Jeff,
I just told Natasha’s parents that it’s time for bed. Now she have to go to bed. Yes!!
Signed,
Presslee
Dictated but not read
Anywho, moving on. I was awoken in the early hours of the morn thanks to my darling brother for not having the balls to wipe a three year old girls bottom after she went to the bathroom. Isaac even tried to get Claire to do it, and then debated about waking me up to get me to do it before he suddenly remembered parents were a thing a called for Mum. That was the beginning of the day, and Dad, Isaac, the little ones and Auntie Suz headed for the next door Wild Wild West amusement park. Uncle Adam had some work to do, and Mum and I cleaned up a tad before heading into town for groceries. We had a lovely conversation along the way about wedding dresses and other things to do with weddings. We picked up everything we needed and headed back. The others returned just as Mum was finishing putting away the foods. All of us proceeded to troop over to the mini golf course where I managed to lose magnificently to Auntie Suz and Madre. It was then time for a dinner of steak, potatoes and salad. Kate had already fallen asleep by this point and Claire followed shortly after supper. The adults went out to play a game of frolf, as previously mentioned by Uncle Adam, and then came back to play a game of Golf: Card Edition. I sat on the couch and read, while also catering to said adults. Mum lost and then became very whiny about it. Time for bedtimes, city tomorrow, peace out m8s.
