An Open Letter to the Person Who Decided to do a Burnout Right Outside my Window at 3 AM Two Nights in a Row

An Open Letter to the Person Who Decided to do a Burnout Right Outside my Window at 3 AM Two Nights in a Row

Two weeks ago, Stu and I took Beckett to the Calgary Stampede with some friends of ours and their one month old baby. We ate expensive fried food, walked past skill testing game booths where you could win hats that look like the poop emoji (my most used and favourite one), and contemplated buying a [...]