There’s some sketchy stuff brewing-but that’s all I can say right now. I will explain more when I’m not on a public blog.
 There’s not entirely too much to write about right now. crap pissy exhibitor. gottago
OK sorry I’m back
At the current moment I feel like someone’s b*tch. I mean seriously, I’m like the ugly stepchild. I’m tired. Not even physically right now…emotionally. Whatever, I’m going to go. Hopefully my room service gets here soon….
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you’se not the ugly stepchild, darling one. I still love you. I may beat you up like my redheaded stepchild, but I know you secretly like it….. Call me if you need me, and stay off rumbly pieces of the continent. Smooches and love!!!
Okay, frickin bizarre. I just checked the Boy’s blog, as I am wont to do (and wasn’t going to let him know, but here I go!). And what do I find? The same damn colors we’re using in The New Abode. Like, nearly exactly. Lots of khakis, browns, reddish garnety wine stuff. Get Out Of My Head. It’s gettin crowded in there…… We are sooooooo strange like that, chickie. love you tons
OKay cryptic post. Call me if/when you need to vent cause I SOOOO understand those exhibitors!!!
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