two years

It's my jobiversary. I'm celebrating by feeling inadequate. And also by visiting lovely Shreveport. For the last last time. I swear. Thank goodness my anniversary wasn't yesterday because that would have meant celebrating by being trapped on a plane for an hour with several very bad-smellin' folks. Yes, more than one person. With over-the-top body odor. Woohoo.


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100 things--thankful

hey, would you like to see the nursery?