I'm home, blissfully home. When I got in the bed the night I got back I joyfully thought, "my bed, my sheets, my babies, my freckly husband" and then tossed fitfully through the night, waking whenever Hannah wanted us to know she wanted just 1 1/2 ounces of milk. Just the way it ought to be. Just like always. How dull am I, to take the time to post that I am pleased with my life? Pretty dull. I'll complain later, but today, I am happy, happy, happy.
And, I am still not a pole dancer!
And, I have enough money to go to Costco and engage in excessive consumption!
And, I have legs!
Woo-hoo. I rock. Yay, me.
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