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I've seen people getting hot and heavy in the hallways at school, at the gas station, the beach, and even restaurants (I'm looking at you, McD's). I think hugs, cuddling, quick kisses on the cheek or lips are fine. But anything heavier than a five-second kiss is pushing it into uncomfortable territory. On the street corner, at the movie theater, at Minerva's Restaurant and Bar? What is WRONG with you? Nobody wants to see that, it's just RUDE! Not to mention, distracting! Take it somewhere else! And that goes double for restaurants. When Will Smith filmed "Hitch", he said that it was horrible to kiss Eva Mendes, because she'd just eaten her favorite sandwich to calm her nerves before the big kissing scene: tuna fish with extra onions, and crushed Doritos. Even after she used a WHOLE BOX of Altoids, it was still pretty nasty! Why would you DO THAT to another person; in public, no less?! Your significant other's onion breath aside, there are other customers who might not appreciate seeing someone stick their tongue down another person's throat. NO! The only place your tongue should be is on the food! And just because a movie theater is dark and most people are looking at the big, glowing screen, doesn't mean that they can't see you. There's always one or two people who get bored during the slow parts of the movie, and then eyes start wandering....My point is, keep it rated G, please. For all our sakes.

Xander! You're so bad!

Hey, Gary. Scott? Is that the name of your physical therapist?

Because they love you, Bob. And so do we. Don't take that for granted.

Nice. It's buttered noodles and pan-fried radishes with garlic and bacon for us. Strawberry shortcake for dessert.

Hey, Drew! Happy Father's Day! Are you doing anything special for your dad?

Hey, Bobber. How are Randy and Kyle?

OMG, Xander! Tell Dennis I said "Happy Father's Day". Hope everyone has a great day. Hey, Clo. Should you really be talking about the sex lives of your poor plants? They deserve their privacy, too! Afternoon, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *scratches for Thistle* Happy Father's Day, Dugh.

Hey, Xander, Dennis, Jordan, and Ash! And hey to the other kids! *waves*

Hey, Drewberry Pi!

Hey, Bumble B. Evening, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *scratches for Thistle* Hey, Marty! Hey, Val. Hey, Bobber. It's an incredible feeling, waking up next to your other half every single morning. Hey, Albert. Smoked sausage and campfire potatoes were had for dinner. Someone's feeling sassy today.

Irish triplets! I had the same thought. 😀

Yeah, they're going to spend a couple of nights in Charlevoix. Grant and Haley are peaceable little guys, but very high-maintenance.

We had grilled cheese sandwiches and fried you-know-whats. Morgan is watching TV, and Mickey and Remy are busy entertaining the nephews, whom Deirdre brought over to spend the weekend. I don't mind, since I love both of the little tykes. Glad that everyone is getting along so well.

Which one of us are you talking to?

Peanut butter and Jelly bars are cooling on the kitchen counter now.

Hey, Bob. I'm just glad you're here to laugh about it now. Hey, Bertie. How are you and Steve? Good thing you didn't say "teabags" or you'd never hear the end of it from this lot.

Hey, Xander, Dennis, Jordan, and Ash! *waves to the other kids* Any new developments, Xander? Hey, Marty. It's raining again today here in Traverse City.

Booboo Stewart...no matter what he does, he always makes me smile.

I feel your pain. Pulled in so many directions at once...

Oh! Mickey and Remy told me a story about their adventure. When they started their journey in the kayaks, the beach was deserted. When they returned to the area they'd launched from, there was a family camped out on a blanket. A mom and two boys. So, Mickey and Remy had to cover themselves as they left the water, which was awkward and totally obvious. There were a few brief moments of exposure as they jumped from the kayaks into the water, then stood up while holding the watercraft in front of their private bits. The older boy from the family sitting on the beach, about ten years old, tried to copy them by taking off his swimsuit, but he got "Gibbs-slapped" by his mom after untying the drawstring on his trunks. She said something to her son, but was trying too hard to NOT look at Mickey and Remy as they lugged their kayaks back to the car.

No, Mickey and Remy were just kayaking. They put their clothes back on in the car, before leaving. And now you've piqued my curiosity.

Trying to get some writing done for my Saugatuck story.

Well, Mickey and Remy are back from kayaking at the Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore. Or, should I say Bare Dunes? They were kayaking nekkid. 😀