Glamour Shoot in Scenic Romulus

Dropping Grandma off at the Detroit Metro Airport.

What's up, guys.

So I guess I should start off with saying that Kris' sister, Jessica, lives in Texas, and her mom hasn't been out to visit her in like the ten or so years that she's been living out there. Well, Marcy decided to remedy that this week and figured she'd finally get around to flying out there and seeing her new granddaughter (because Jessica decided that, after a spell of, oh, 15 years since the last time she had a baby, she was due for another. . . but that's neither here nor there.)

There's a lot more to be said of Marcy's cross-continental trip planning, but I'll skip over that for now because it has little to do with today's photo dump. Kris offered to drive her mom south to the Detroit Metro Airport so she could make her flight to Texas, and brought the girls along with her so that they could squeeze in a two-hour visit with their favorite cousin, Lily (who they usually only see at Thanksgiving. . . but also last summer.)

More or less, today's installment is just a bunch of glamour shots of Abby in a park, because the three teenage girls - after establishing headquarters at Kris' Uncle Wayne's house (in scenic Romulus, Michigan), they wandered over to a nearby park and, well, took a whole shit-load of pictures (mostly of Abby doing super-dramatic poses.)

I'm sure they'll end up on her Insta.

Here you go, gang - enjoy.

The girls had Kris stop off at Starbucks on the way downstate in order to surprise Lily with her preferred beverage from that over-priced, garbage chain. Teenage girls are ridiculous.

Lily carries Abby over to Uncle Wayne's.

Hanging out in Wayne's living room while Kris visits with some of her other relatives (I assume.)

Captain's a beast.

(Peace signs are still cool I guess. . . unless they're channeling Winston Churchill's 'victory' sign. Either way.)

Sisterly love.

Heavily-filtered pics of teens in a park (not sure where the park is, they've never wandered around Romulus during out past Thanksgiving visits because, you know, it's Romulus and the entire city is scummy.)

These things used to be made out of metal back in the '80s, and were known to break teeth.

'V' for Victory in Europe.

Abby, Alayna, and the one thing they know how to do with their hands apparently.

This seems safe.

This is definitely influenced by social media.

About to eat shit on that grass there.

Nothing weird about this at all. . .

. . . or this.

Straight out of the '90s with this attitude, holy shit.

0% chance of anyone shooting up heroin in this bathroom.

So yeah. . . see ya next time, Internet.

- Brian