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Where are all the words? [Sep. 22nd, 2007|12:15 pm]

I have been a bad blogfriend lately. I've barely commented in my friend's journals and am just now getting around to replying to comments here. I think I am still tired from the trip. I might never recover. I foresee many naps in my immediate future.

But I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Even though I will forever be craving Bliss' pasta, or for the rest of my life will envision milli's daughter with a backpack stuck on her head, or will never again be able to think of Annie without picturing her skulking down the halls of the Bellagio at 2:00 am sliding her room key into the locks of any door with a 7 on it.

And we totally have to do it again, if only to give me a chance to be Tim's wife next time. 

Anyway, now I'm back in the real world. This morning we went to the donut shop in our pajamas. The Boy, who was sleeping in his clothes, insisted on changing into pajamas for the occasion.

[User Picture]From: thecranewife
2007-09-22 06:37 pm (UTC)
I love that your son changed into pajamas for the occasion. Makes me want to put on some jams and go get donuts :)
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[User Picture]From: jchammonds
2007-09-22 06:38 pm (UTC)
LOL! That boy is so funny!
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[User Picture]From: millimom
2007-09-23 03:38 pm (UTC)
Donuts? Where?!?!

Ya know, I've tried to blog about the trip but I can't seem to do it any real justice. Just bits and snips - the rest doesn't translate. Guess you had to be there.

When I'm not napping or walking around in a fog, I'm looking at the 2008 calendar. Though, you are welcome at the hacienda any ol' time you want to hop on over. Granted, it's not as good as telling the Bellagio staff your "The Mrs" but maybe you could order a pizza or something in that name at the house if you wanna.

And it's not like he's minds all these women claiming to be his wife! Hardly! LOL!
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