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February 03, 2008
Hormones are a beyatch. No, for real.
Today I almost blessed out the checkout girl and bag guy at Dierberg's.
They asked the usual question: paper or plastic? Having been too put out to be going at all to deal with my chicobags, I requested paper. They proceed to wrap not one, but TWO of my items in plastic. HELLO? Luckily, I realized it was my hormones, and just let it be.
Later, watching the Superbowl, Cameron informs me that Jordin Sparks sang the National Anthem and that it was really good. Immediately, how awesome that must have been for her and her family in addition to her emotional win last year flashes through my mind and I'm TEARING UP????
It's gonna be a long 9 months...
Posted by nikl at February 3, 2008 10:03 PM
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