At the confluence. Notice that we are not touching. This was a "no touching" weekend. I could barely stand it. Don't worry when we got on the plane I poked Maloy until I thought she might cry.
The Incline
My new pen!
Weekend completed. I didn't even make Mal's parents hate me anymore than they do now. Her Dad definitely hates me, but I think I won Mary Lee over when I made my own crust. I know I'm super talented. Grandma was thrilled with my crust making abilities as well. Day 2 I went to the Three Rivers Arts Festival with Mals, Mom, and Sarah. I don't know if you know this about me, but I'm not very patient, I don't really like looking at Jewelry and all I could really focus on was the fact that Pride was also that weekend and was laughing hysterically at all the gays. There were plenty of gays to laugh at, if Richard had been there he would have had to mutter "Margit, Margit," about 1,000 times. Apparently everything at the Arts Festival was either cute or a stitch. Needless to say, not really my scene, but I pretended. We went to the confluence/the point where all three rivers come together(the Allegheny and Monogehela combine to make the Ohio). It was pretty. After the festival we went out to dinner with Grandma and Mr. Mals. It was delicious, but the highlight was really two things. We rode on the Duquesne Incline and Mal's mom bought me a Duquesne Incline pen that has a little incline that when you turn it upside down it moves. It is in one word...EXCELLENT!
We go to Rehomo tomorrow. I'm really digging this summer off thing!
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