I've watched Molly mostly full-time since she was just a year old. Best thing I've done in 10 years.
A belly full of Thai food and beer, it's doubtful I'll see 11pm. (In reunion speak that means I'm well-traveled and jet-lagged.) Dan (who is off the reunion hook and will not be accompanying me...because I'm that good a wife) is looking for an old yearbook to quiz me on faces as I have somehow gotten myself into a half hour of door duty during tomorrow night's festivities. Boo.
I spent part of today painting my six-year-old niece's toenails and letting her do my fingernails. (In reunion speak that means I was in meetings all day.)
P.S. I have a sty...because god can be a wicked prick.
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