i made a necklace...i think its beautiful....
i like the accomplished feeling it leaves me with - having made something...
celebratory dinner tonight. yay!!!
i love my mom.
we played football with sugar packets in the italian restaurant. hehehe. wicked cool.
poem:
by John Ciardi
WASHIING YOUR FEET
Washing your feet is hard when you get fat.
In lither
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