this is what happens...

this is what happens... 

when there is nothing to do in the moulton residence.

[or as my mom would call it, moultons diner.]

this is what happens...

 when someone starts laughing during the prayer.

which happens somewhat often in my household

[my dad peeks at us- so we snap a photo]

this is what happens...

when you are bff's with your little brothers friends

this is what happens...

when there is nothing else to do at midnight.

you go to dennys dressed white trash.

but.. you blend in well.

here is our waiter.

you can call him booth.

because, thats his real name.

i left him my number as a joke.

he took it seriously.

you finish the rest of the story.

and THIS is what happens 

when there is nothing to do but blog