Tuesday was possibly the perfect day. I woke up late around eleven fifteen and got ready. Uncle Stevie was over, and my mom was busy doting on NIck, as he was in bad pretty shape after his nose surgery. Ian called around noon and said that he called the Woof Wash and that Dawn (in reality Janet who probably wasn't serious) said that we could come
(
Read more... )
Comments 4
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment