The Name's Bonds...Wes Bonds

Since Wes likes to stalk my life I figured I'd give him a reason to live by making him the focus of this blog. Over the summer I found Wes's beloved sunglasses and crokeys or however you spell those old man sunglass holder contraptions, anyway. I get a 2am phone call from Wes asking if I had his sunglasses because he tweaked out when he realized he didn't have them. I gave Wes a hard time for a while after that because he woke me from my peaceful slumber for a silly reason.

Well last night I was in bed and had been for about 2 hours when my phone rings at around 2am. Considering this happened earlier in the week I figured it may be an Auburn person and indeed it was, it was Wes. Although I was entirely too tired to answer and let my voicemail pick up. Yes Auburn in is another time zone, but only by an hour. So it's funny that these Auburn peeps are even calling people at 1am THEIR time...especially now that their classes have started. But then again talking to me is far more important to them then their education so I do understand.

Wes did leave a precious voicemail, so it was possible for me to be mad at waking me up, that is like twice is 2 months and he's lived to tell about...he's pretty lucky. I have played Wes's voicemail for my friends so they can also hear the adorable southern accent. When I did call Wes back today he told me that it makes him sad that I don't say y'all and then went on to explain the glory and wonder of the word y'all. Well I'm still not buying into it, but I do love when my Auburn friends say it. Good times chatting with Wes and feeling like it was a regular day from the summer. I CANNOT WAIT TO GET DOWN THERE AND SEE EVERYONE.

WAR EAGLE!

Ginturn

P.S. I would love phone calls from all y'all's (again I only typed it and not said it) as long as they arent at 2am during the week. haha