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I'll Take That Valium Now Please

My husband just bought a mini van tonight. Um ok. I thought he was going to go out there, test drive it and I would go out there after the weekend and look it over. Oh well.

I'm going to LaCrosse this weekend with the girl. My mother and her sister are coming over there for a girls weekend and we're going to meet up with them at some point. Mostly we'll be hanging out with Mistress Gigi. She'll be cutting my hair while the girl watches her 6 Barbie movies in the chair next to me. Should be fun though.

The girl has croup again too. 3rd time since December. I'm not a huge fan of seals to begin with so to hear one barking in the middle of the night in my bedroom really unsettles me.

I need a nap. Several of them. All rolled into 24 hours straight. Yes, that's what I need.


Les Becker said…
Hey, minivans are the new Porche, you know. Or had better be, cuz I own won.

Minivan, that is.

I mean, Porche! PORCHE!
Les Becker said…
Oops. "Own" one. Not "won". Wish I'd won one, though...

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