That was my hatchling on the 24th, honey the 17th, and that's a killer capture of what we mighta felt day after . . . only we did good and had fun and still woke up early.
Hatchlings are over, now, it's on to the reality of day to day.
Sigh, I miss the party lights and decors. It's so, so, GREY inside without them. She took it all down in an hour, today, Monday night. Sigh.
That was my hatchling on the 24th, honey the 17th, and that's a killer capture of what we mighta felt day after . . . only we did good and had fun and still woke up early.
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Sigh, I miss the party lights and decors. It's so, so, GREY inside without them. She took it all down in an hour, today, Monday night. Sigh.
part of the january blahs dood -- i swear its the same every january -- everything is all gray and blah and dull.
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