Does this face say, "Happy Father's Day" or what?
Sacrifice the body.
My JV volleyball coach always screamed, "sacrifice the body!", when someone would miss a hit that could've been blocked with a dive. Gina sacrificed it for an entirely different reason today - my birthday! After a long night of little sleep and lots of aches, I thought Nic and I would have to go solo again. Luckily, G mustered the energy for a lunch celebration at Mama's Fish House. The star of the meal might have been the sip of complimentary soup - something with broccolini and sage, we all loved it. It was all pretty tasty - tasty enough that we could say, "Hated it!" when the server came to collect our plates. You might not know it, Jess, but we always do that (at home or out) and recall that story you tell about people doing it. :) Of course everything is better with Gina and Nic, they made the meal. We stopped to get snorkel stuff so we can play at the beach tomorrow if all goes well. G is drinking maple/lemon/cayenne and watching Stranger Things wit...
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