Why does time fly when you are having fun? And why does it drag by when you are waiting for something?
Like when you are sitting around talking of certain kinds of toys, stripper glitter, and how crazy our animals make us, that goes fast, but when you have to drive home at almost 2 in the morning, that takes forever. And when you are hopped up on Diet Coke, (only one can but because I haven't had any in about a week, it's like crack) at 2 in the morning and you come home and want to scrapbook, but it's 2 in the morning and no one would appreciate it if you were up all night so you have to go to bed, why can't you bottle that enthusiasm to use the next day?
And a big thank you to Tara, for hosting said get-together, Yolanda for actually coming out of her little house and Kerry for not saying "I told you so" this morning because I am sicker than yesterday. Thank you, thank you very much!
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