Saturday night, our dear friends hosted a birthday party for Bill.
We had a great time enjoying the weather and our friends. We rode our bikes and we had cheesecake.
It was great fun, but there was no remarkable stories. Nope. Just a nice barbecue get together.
There's no video of me jumping out of a tree house in an attempt to ride the zipline. Which is good because otherwise you might have seem me not zipline, but instead you'd see me fall on my ass in front of a group of "friends" who hurt themselves laughing (I'm looking at you, Laurena).
There is video.
But I totally did that on purpose.
For his birthday.