Um. . . . .
I cannot remember a time when I have been this tired.
I promise to blog tomorrow.
I promise pictures.
I promise funny stories about Mark's new nickname "Lick" Daddy
But, I promise, if I tried to blog now, it would be pretty ugly.
Good night, my dear friends.
I promise to blog tomorrow.
I promise pictures.
I promise funny stories about Mark's new nickname "Lick" Daddy
But, I promise, if I tried to blog now, it would be pretty ugly.
Good night, my dear friends.
posted by Angie at 11:56 PM
6 Comments:
I feel your tiredness (is that a word). Barry's ankle is killing him...he thinks it from standing on the concrete for so long. We had a blast, and I can't wait to see your pictures. Surprisingly, I didn't take a single one. Except for the picture of your dad at the "LIC" cart.
I promise funny stories about Mark's new nickname "Lick" Daddy
Ummmm.... ok...
I can't wait!
That's Liq Daddy.
ummmmm - liquid? liquor? Don't keep us waiting . . .
Glad you are home! Rest up, friend.
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