I wish today were May 15.
If it were May 15, I would be at the airport, ready to leave for Albuquerque to help drive Porkchop back to St. Louis.
It's going to be a long three and a half weeks.
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Aw, girl. I know that feeling. Hang in there.
Reading your blog makes me miss you and your crafty feminist ways (woo double entendre)! We are only a few hours apart nowadays. If I make it your way this summer, maybe we can hang out :)
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