Kicked off the last day of camp by convincing the lovely ladies to come to the dark side with me... the dark coffee-drinking side that is.

 Watched a video tonight of a little boy with a Teenage Ninja Turtle tent.

I watched as he danced, laughed, sang, and played in his little tent.

 And then I turned to him, some 20-some years older now, and kissed him.  I love my Snickers.  He's just as  fun-loving as he was when he was young, before our life paths crossed.    

 Finally returned home, to Mi Gung in Cheonan.  It was 10:33pm on the dot when we arrived, Snickers, me and Snickers' cousin Brooklyn (I named him that), and Snickers had planned a little surprise for me.  He had bought a three step foot massage package from the Home Shopping channel.

Ah Snickers, making other husbands look bad for almost 3 years now.