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My journal is so freakin' boring! Sorry all you friends out there. Time is flying, sometimes I am too. Wow. June 2006 has been a month of two boys worth of chicken pox. A freakin' fantastic supper last week with a gang o' ladeez that lasted for hours and was so danged good, a heartwrenching loss this week as one of those ladeez, dear sweet Angeline had a miscarriage after 10 or so weeks of blissful pregnancy...we'll miss that little frog, and can't wait for the next to start growing. Camp with the First Richmond Beavers was one rainy day, but we had so much fun. Camping with the family last weekend, in spite of the chicken poxes, helping girls with prom fixins - it's tomorrow. Went to their grad tonight.
Oops, I hear small baby crying.
Must go, hope to post more interesting stuff that perhaps even makes sense.
Plus, found Elinor. That is the best thing ever.
Oops, I hear small baby crying.
Must go, hope to post more interesting stuff that perhaps even makes sense.
Plus, found Elinor. That is the best thing ever.