The "career" journal of a self proclaimed princess who wipes boogers and bums for a living, and whose salary consists of hugs, kisses, giggles and no thank you's.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
The Fun Has Left the Building
Every room in my house looks like a bomb site.
I feel icky.
S has the croup.
Yes, folks, the fun has officially left the building.
Proud of your word count. You're hanging in there. The bomb site is to be expected. You sound like you need a nap. By the way. You look uber-glam in your little comment photo. I always see it and think, man, that Stephanie is sure a hottie! :)
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Proud of your word count. You're hanging in there. The bomb site is to be expected. You sound like you need a nap. By the way. You look uber-glam in your little comment photo. I always see it and think, man, that Stephanie is sure a hottie! :)
Why, thank you. The hub did that one of me about 3 years ago. I look a little less "animated" now.
Karli's kids have got the croop too. I think she was in the hospital today. Yuck. I hope S feels better soon.
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