Sick kid = reblog of a past post – enjoy! Some of my favorite stories were written in the first months of blogging when I had about 3 followers ~
I’ve had my bra frozen a lot. You get used to it. You learn to bring a spare to hide in your pillowcase. It’s what happens when you are the first to fall asleep at a pre-teen slumber party. I’m always the first to fall asleep at slumber party; well, any party really. I was that kid that couldn’t stay up. I always brought a book because I knew I’d be awake before anyone else. I spent many mornings at my friends’ houses talking to their moms in the kitchen. It’s ok – I liked talking to adults. I guess to state it more accurately, I liked talking.
I won’t lie to you (I can’t lie to you) – I’m a morning person. I wake up naturally around 5:30A/6AM – I bounce out of bed like a chipmunk and start my million projects before 3PM hits. That’s when…
View original post 640 more words