Puppet shows. Done. And boy am i glad. My arm feel like it's been through a tsunami. Seriously. Two whole hours of holding my arm straight up.
Note: the last performance was the best. it always is.
And...
Bell blew out her candles this week. Finally. She is now officially nineteen. Good for her. I stuck them in a klondike. (After searching through the whole entire house for something to put them in.) We are practically cakeless.
I Gardened today. And i didn't enjoy it. Not in the least. Though every minute of it i was telling myself "i like this." Lying to myself didn't work. Darn.
Skype. is. love.
(most definitely.)
Tomorrow will be good.
Just cause i don't know what i'm going to do. I like days like that.
Happy week loves.
-me.
xoxo
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