Ever since I graduated college, it seems that I keep finding myself posed elegantly underneath sunbeams. If only this picture had been snapped moments earlier, when I was coaxing shy deer from a nearby wooded glen using nothing but the melodious sound of my own voice! So far I am enjoying the summer and the various graduation related parties I've attended.
Here's mom and pop Fredenburg having a characteristically jolly time at Rachel's Graduation party:
This was shortly after a rollicking bout of Irish Sea Shanties and bear hunting stories.
I'm still waiting for a golden opportunity to debut the summertime felt bikini I've crafted, but I have my reservations about it anyway.
Now he's gone and done it. My dear ol' dad has created a blog. Now it's even easier for the internet public to keep up on the hilarious, yet slightly stoic escapades of the Fredenburgs.
There's only one drawback: now that I know my dad reads my blog, I will really have to censor some of the lewd and lascivious content. You know what that means, folks-- my upcoming entry about sexy (and flammable!) felt lingerie will get left on the cutting room floor.