Everything my parents taught me and you can do, too. . and some stuff they didn't teach me but, lawzy, I love to do and make stuff.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
oops. I did it again.
For the second year in a row, I completely let our dating anniversary pass on by without even a sniff in its memory. I feel badly about this. Our dating anniversary is actually the date of when we met, August 12, 2000. I can't believe we both forgot.
I think I should have probably been a nurse or a cellist. Ask me about my infertility story. It is not taboo. We can talk about postpartum depression, too. I'm an open book.
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