Sunday, July 04, 2010
My downstairs tenant has a new BF so I get to listen to them, ahem, having it off. And then there's the fireworks. Gawd. And no one had a baby today. I have delivered several July 4th babies. It's kinda like driving through a war zone on an urgent mission. And after the birth, driving back under cover of darkness to the safety of my home. All the while, bombs explode overhead. Kapow! Kablam!
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No babies AND you had to listen to...
I'm sorry! I wish I could have been your 4th birth. :(
Me too!!!!!!
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