How I spent my weekend.

I feel like I am surrounded by voyeurs: people who would love to watch me and see what I do, but don't bother interacting with me.  This thought just crossed my mind as I thought about writing a blog post. Should I go into detail, the grief of the past couple of weeks as the anniversary of my mother's suicide was coming to pass?  -- I could imagine people reading such declarations with sentimental faces, happy that I was able to talk about it and happy to have the information that they have been too hesitant to ask about.  But that would be a load of bull.  I've been talking about my mom's death and the effects on me and my family since she died.  It seems that no one wants to hear it from the horse's mouth.  I'm very mad at people.  Good thing I have Blue Bell.

The alternative to having a gushing confessional about how tough my life is dealing with family woes and mental illness would be to talk about THE FUN TIMES I HAD IN OKE CITY!

Driving through OOOOOOklahoma!

 Which is where my dad and I went for the weekend to get out of the house and spend time with brother Cullen and sister Whitney.  We had some good times despite Dad not feeling well and sticking around the apartment most the weekend.

When we first got into Oklahoma City, we went to Pachinko Parlor for sushi.  Cullen ordered a girly looking drink.  Unfortunately my iPhone camera was being weird and by the time it got to working, Cullen had removed the accoutrements that made it look silly.

This is the controversial picture I posted online, of Sam and Marty Penturf (cousins) whooping up in beer pong.  They are both of age, and their glasses were filled with water anyways.  AAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDD, they were the champions of the evening, shattering the glass ceiling!