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Goodbye

Well, it looks like we don't have an technically gifted people that read this blog. We tried to get around this whole, "You have to buy more storage" problem, but we couldn't. Does blogger not want to support the common folk? 

:)

Some of us have a hard time saying goodbye to things. Old sneakers. Papers. Houses. Pets. Blogs. Yes, even blogs. Which sounds incredibly pathetic to even type out. A lot of life has been documented on this blog. Don't worry, we'll spare you the "Life that Happened on this Blog" list. 

On the flip side, maybe it is time to take the rug out and give it a good beating. Ya know, switch things up a bit. Spring cleaning. Looking forward, not back. And whatever deep, poetic idea that you want to give it.. 

We're at an interesting time in our family life with the possibility of our mentors moving to a place that requires a puddle jumper plane to get there.

Please follow along with us here.

BUT, if you want to end your journal with us here, we totally understand. No hard feelings. Really, how many fuzzy pictures can you look at? 

The new blog is like a new pair sneakers. Or a new haircut. You gotta get used to it and make it feel homey. It's a work in progress.

So, GOODBYE blog.  

(How can we say goodbye to parents when we can't say goodbye to a blog? We're doomed.)

PS: We've learned to post a little less pictures over the years. But if we're around in another 4 years, we need to win a badge or gain an advertisement on the sidebar. Who's rich?? Any takers? 

Three Statements

3 (Life Changing) Statements

1. Mom & Dad signed up for cable. It's basic cable with only 10 channels (the channels that are normally free for people that live in normal areas), but it's still cable and for the first time in 29 1/2 years of marriage, they can say, "I have cable."

2. After some searching, this group is willing to consider teaming up with Mom & Dad. That's if they pass all the tests and interviews and if the group decides that Mom and Dad are sane and stable. (That's a big IF). 

3. After 4 years of blogging, this blog is coming to an end. Jokes. Well, maybe. Blogger automatically saves all the pictures on this blog into a Picasa Album. This blog has about 2,000 pictures saved up and they want us to fork out some cash money to add more storage. We can't/won't buy more storage (See life changing statement #2). We are unable to upload anymore pictures until we figure this out. So, to all the technologically gifted people out there...please send comments and ideas on how to fix this. Until then, posts will be few and will be all words and no pictures (b-o-r-i-n-g). 

Sunday Snoozers

Cable Guy

There are a lotta changes that have come about because of THE MOVE.  One change is that Chuck & Shelly can no longer bank on free TV. They now live in um, how shall we put it...a less populated area, and they can only pick up 3 TV channels on cloudy days. It must be cloudy, they must sit in a specific spot and hold their hands just right. 

When it's not cloudy and there's something important to watch (Super Bowl, ACC Basketball Championship), they go to their neighbor's house. Their neighbors, the Suits, have basic cable. Cable that costs $13 and gives you all the free TV shows and the TV Guide channel. What a rip off!! (They got tired of waiting for cloudy days and holding their hands just right.) The deal is that the Suits provide the house and TV and the Parkers provide the food. It's worked out so far! 

Here are the men watching UNC lose to Duke today. 

Caption Please

"Hey Anna, watch me slap him into next week"

"Hey Kent, train your dog"

"Patch, check out my karate/dance moves"

"Sorry guys, I didn't have any clean black pants"

"Can I have just one chocolate chip, white chocolate chunk cookie?" 

"Are you sure we can't squeeze 3 on that couch?" 

Girls Night

The only requirement for this Girls Night was you had to wear tight, black pants..and everybody who showed up did so a good time was had by all. We let Patch slide twice (1. A male 2. No tight, black pants. It's been a long week & we weren't ready for the fight. Maybe next time?)