Sore on Saturday

I'm hopped-up on a combination of butter-cream, butter-mints, and mixed nuts...that's right kids--it's Baby Shower time.

Wait a tick...no, not a shower for OUR forthcoming baby, one for someone ELSE. Whitney's coordinated the whole thing, and it's (hopefully) winding down as I write this.

From the sound of the games--something about clothespins & toilet paper--I didn't want anything to do with it. :-)

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