This earthquake weather has got me shaking

I’m amazed at how a group of people – related or not – can suddenly morph into one big conglomerate of sharing. I’d had this idea in the back of my mind for a while before Craig volunteered his own thoughts on the subject this past weekend. “Not to sound gay,” he said, “but we’ve become quite a family.” This was after the five of us (Justin, Craig, my sisters and I) had spent the day at the beach together. The drive down consisted of us singing Rock Band songs at the top of our lungs, while on the way back the girls and I did our best to keep the sunburnt boys from getting any worse. We came home to some good ol’ fashioned beer pong with Brad, and the next night we added Keith to the mix and cooked up a fantastic barbecue dinner. Later in the weekend we roasted marshmallows and shared stories over the fire pit. We put together a swimming pool, fruitlessly attempted to patch the holes, bought a new pool, filled it, and willed the water to be just a few degrees warmer as it numbed our lower halves. We filled up dozens of water balloons for a boys vs. girls battle that was reminiscent of our junior high years. It was, to say the very least, a lot of fun.

I’m not sure if it’s the weather that has brought us so close together or if it’s just the fact that we spend most weekends in the same house in Milwaukie, but whatever the reason I do enjoy it.