Carly gave me a drawing today. One looks exactly like me reading waiting for hot cocoa:

I looked at another boy in the drawing and said to myself "Hey that looks like a kid from my writing class!" I was delighted when I found a picture of him online.


Ian finally rocked my world and I'm getting my t-shirt by the end of the month.
Things are okay here. I've been doing a lot of dancing. A lot a lot. Too much going on up there in that peanut brain.
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