Tommorow is Friday. HALLELUJAH HALLELUJAH.
I love my boy. Dearly. And I love spending every week with him. But I also can't wait to drop him at Lola's tommorow night and just come home, eat greasy take out with the hubs and watch Juno. Lame, I know, but I am oh so stoked.
If I could possibly get everything on my list done for tommorow that would be even better. But I doubt it.
Hey what do you get for someone who has everything but means everything to you, but you don't got a lot of cash to spend, meaning you want to get the best gift possible for a wee amount of change...
stuck, am I.
Okay crap tv, I'm heading into my disaster of a bedroom and reading....to tonic
koop out
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