Write four lines of prose about: the obstacle course.
Kat is having a mini-reunion this weekend with some classmates from her online counseling course she graduated from almost two years ago. One of them lives here in Comox, another is driving down from Victoria, I think one is coming over from Vancouver, and the other two are flying in from Calgary. She's been looking forward to this for a while now, and it began just before lunch.
While she was busy doing that, I had couple of high school friends over this afternoon. Max was in full on Shy Mode for most of the visit, so he didn't play much with my friend's three year old daughter. I think he was getting tired before they even showed up, so that didn't help.
Anyway, I still enjoyed seeing them both again. Getting together with another old friend and her daughter tomorrow, and I'm hoping that Max will be feeling a little more up for that.
Her instructions are clear. She's even demonstrated how it's done. Jump three times, here, here, and here, and you will receiver her approval - though the consequences of failure have been left worryingly vague.
I do as she says, because who wants to argue with a three year old girl?