Without boring you with gory details about my bodily functions, I am feeling fine, full of energy (depsite the 92 degree day with no sign of cooling rain), ready to tackle mountains, dig tunnels, sift through layers of dirt and sand to find...my floors, which are buried under piles of laundry, toys, books, dishes, sand and rocks form various playgrounds...
Also, without boring you, or inciting any riotous behavior, there is no clear evidence of an answer one way or another...and I cannot use the test for 5 more days to insure a "throroughly accurate" response...or so says the doctor...she likes to make you wait for 3 weeks after what I've come to term as "we're too darned impatient to look for protection" interactions.
I still like Ordinary Sara's "Scrabble" reference...makes me chuckle every time I hear it...hee hee...
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I love her Scrabble reference too, though I think my parents have used that as their code word for you-know-what for years, though they deny it.
Your floors? I find that totally hard to believe, knowing how good you are about keeping things organized and clean. Personally, I imagine Martha Stewart knocking on your door and asking YOU for advice. =)
Every time I put Grasshopper "snug as a bug in a rug" in the towel you got him, or put him in the onesies you sent, I think of you. Since the frog towel is his favorite, you are in our thoughts often. =)
Well, I am just checking in to say hello. I hope you are doing well, and that the suspense doesn't do you in.
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