I keep having a recurring dream/nightmare. It involves my teeth pulling off at a European hotel. According to dumb online dream dictionaries it means I'm insecure and creative. How wonderful!
I'm truly one of the most blessed people ever! I mean, can everyone say they have so many amazingly loving friends? I can. Everyone of you have been a great strength to me at one point or another.
Trace and I are hanging out tomorrow and making cookies. He loves sitting in his high chair and watch me mix and measure. He's the light of my life. I love him. We're becoming wonderful friends.
Tomorrow the countdown is in the single digits.
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