Happy birthday, Hoss! He is eleven. At his request, we celebrated by driving to the next county over to go to Buc-ee's, a fabulous gas station rest stop that sells all manner of jerky, sugared nuts, and beaver-themed merchandise. I bought him an enormous insulated mug that apparently could have come with soda, coffee, or Icee in it (plus a 64 oz
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And, I hope your IT band is better soon - that's no fun.
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The IT band comes and goes--I love martial arts, but it's tough on the hips and everything that attaches to them. It is not currently keeping me awake, though, which is plenty.
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