Gus is convinced he won't be able to look out the window because he'll be too scared, being so high in the sky...yet he still thinks he should be the one to "fly the jet". Basically, it sounds like he will be flying the plane with his eyes closed.
I hope he drives cars better than he flies planes.
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We went golfing today.
We seem to get a weekday off together every few weeks, so we make a point to spend that day together. We decided after our sushi lunch today that our new workless weekday tradition is a round of golf and sushi.
We also went to a greenhouse/nursey/plant shop thing near the foothills. I saw some awesome hanging baskets when I went flower shopping with Mom, but they would have been extremely difficult to get on the plane. I couldn't find anything similar today, so I settled on a nice little basket with white and yellow flowers.
William also found a few little trinkets at the flower-buying place...I'll post pictures tomorrow.
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I was only three strokes behind William at the end of our round of golf today, if anyone cares.
I do.
I even wrote it in my diary...."Dear Diary, Today I kicked Will's butt on the golf course. He cried, but I don't care. I'm like the Tiger Woods of golf. Wait...what? You're so crazy, Diary."
You're crazy too.
Huh?
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