Work. Work. Work. But I left at 4 p.m. to go pick up my new glasses. Gretel got up at 4:30 a.m. this morning and peed on the oriental rug. Bad doggie. I'll be glad when this week is over.
I can't believe my baby is nineteen years old.
I can't believe my baby is nineteen years old.
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