It's finally here. Tomorrow I will begin my Junior Year of high school. I am both nervous and excited. Though I dread the end of this great love-filled summer I am a bit glad to get back in the swing of things. In true Eliza Claire fashion, my family adopted (best friends & such) and biological, will join together to eat as we lament the passing of this great summer. We are are going to Alfonso's, a local Mexican joint my Mother has labeled her "kitchen."
With a family of golfer's, the night will be filled conversations of the tournament that concluded today. It is the Wilma Austin or the "Divorce Open #2" as it is the second husband and wife tournament of the year. We love it because it is just another chance for the women to execute their superiority a.k.a. ability to tell their husband's what to do….or where to go. Usually a few tiffs occur and golf games are effected causing even more tiffs. It is all in good sport though and most truly enjoy the tournament. My poor father does not get to play in the W.A. because my mother does not play golf. Which is probably a good thing for my family because with those two competing, the nickname might just become official (sarcasm, maybe). Oh well. It is over and so is my summer. Both went extremely well and that is a great blessing.With the joys of great food, friendship and the expressions of love I welcome this new chapter in my life.
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