Please sweet baby Jesus, don't let anyone else have a baby til tomorrow when I'm off call. I'm way too tired from all the baby festivities and I fell down coming home from the dentist and I'm covered with bandaids. This is a sad fact of extreme fatigue and aging while in flip-flops. I skinned my hands, my knees, my wrist and my (?) thumb.
I hope that Baby Jesus answers your prayers.
Aiyeeeee! Stop beating up that poet. I love her.
Thank you both. The effing baby jesus didn't listen but I'm surviving.
Ha! He never pays attention.
I hope you are healing. Falls are really such violent things. Sorry that Baby Jesus had other ideas but your header photo is just about heart-stoppingly wonderful. xo
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