But I do have these monochromatic bridesmaids bouquets from Fridays wedding to show you so perhaps all that work isn't for naught.
My body is also a wee bit uncomfortable after 2 more sessions with my
Our v. loud and large second driver just found out yesterday about my stopping smoking and was so obnoxious about it and his perceived notions of what my behavior will be like, that I went out to the parking lot, smoked a cigarette and sobbed uncontrollably the entire time.
Then I shook it off, splashed my face with water and led the team to two touchdowns. ( AKA: Got the next weddings finished).
Makes me wonder thought, why are people so resistant to change?
Isn't that what life is about? Facing the strange?