. . . If I should feel guilty for flipping out at Dad and Troy and Quentin for eating the last of the chicken pot pie, and my scones, and snacking on my muffins THAT I MAKE SPECIFICALLY FOR ME AND MY SPECIAL STUPID DIET.
. . . Why I started tearing up and had to bite my lip not to cry when my Micro neighbor told me how they ended up with their foster son.
. . . How sore my arm will be tomorrow from the H1N1 flu shot I got, and whether or not I will get any of the side effects from that and/or the seasonal flu mist I got today.
. . . If my parents will end up going on that 23 day cruise from China to Alaska for their 30th anniversary. I hope so! It sounds fabulous!
1 comment:
Babe,
You'll have to tell me about the foster parent story. And how sore did your arm get? I didn't hear you mention it today. And I'm ready to go on that vacation but your Dad is procrastinating and we will miss our chance at cheaper rates if he doesn't decide soon. Oh, well.
Love, Mom
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