OH the superstitious day of 11's. While I am one of little superstitions, we did have a small gathering of souls, ate yummy treats, played some fun games, and then sat ourselves on the beach until the strike of 11:11pm, at which point we through rocks into the ocean after we had first wrote our most absolute wishes upon them. Apparently it's bad luck to say exactly what your wishes are but I will say...one of mine wishes involved Ryan Reynolds.
Here is Mari and I at the strike of 11:11...
The girls of 11/11/11/ 11:11
The many ways of showing 11's...better than Brett's
original hand gestures...
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