What.
Is wrong with me?
SO I have my post all ready complete WITH pictures no less and suddenly I'm struck with this unfamiliar awful feeling.
It almost feels like conviction.
WHHHHYYYYYY God??? WHHYYYYYY me???
Because it's what I prayed for? Oh. My bad.
So I guess I can't show you about how the teenage girls are shopping at Baby Gap (hence our term "Baby Gap-ers") now. I can't show you the picture of the one who, no lie, got out of the car, hiked her leg up like a dog and picked her shorts out of her crotch. In front of everyone. Do you know how hard it was to not tell her that wouldn't happen if she would wear clothes that fit??
And I guess I can't show you the man riding his hoveround scooter, on the road, through traffic, to go guess where? The Wal-Marks, of course.
It was the best vacation ever. Yes, it was the one I waxed the pits for. As for that - man did I ever get the questions.
I definitely suggest Oak Island to everyone. Great place.
No I didn't abandon my home state's coast, this was planned for a while. And I have family there. Haha. You can't judge me. I mean, you can, just not for that.
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Pictures. I won't, CAN'T be satisfied until I see them. We'll say it's because I'm an artist and a visual learner. But really, I just need a good laugh. BTW, missed you tonight...hope we can hook up tomorrow for chicken!
hee hee! Good laugh!!! Thanks Jennifer! There is always a smile when I read your posts!
~blessings
Dorcas
Glad you had a great time!
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