These are moments from our girls night weekend in St. George. I have a confession. I always miss boys on girls nights. But this one held no such feelings! AMAZING fun. When I look over these photos I have a secret fantasy about the three of us living together in one giant house with all 7 kids. I forgot about the husbands... I guess they can have a room. And we will laugh and cook and clean and cry and yell and experience together. Until our cycles coordinate and we decide to move away from each other. And by away from, I mean across the street from. So here's to you my dear, wonderful friends. You are a support to me, you teach me, you need me, and you love me. I love so you hard I can feel it like it's a physical things. It's big and dense and ever growing.
P.S. We bought that rooster for Cara for her birthday months later. He showed up without a beak.... ya. But now she has a project as Rae puts it. :)
P.P.S. I am still figuring out this blog thing, so sorry that nothing is centered rigth and my text is broken up in the wrong places. I am sure you'll all recover.
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I love this POST! (Also these women, of course.)
Oh and me too...I want to be included! Sorry, I couldn't think of anything else to say so I decided to pull the goofy girl grinning in the side of the photo act.
I love all these women, too! :D
Thanks for including ME for last weekend! I had so much fun! And thank heavens we made the sort of group who don't mind les farts. I doubt I could function if otherwise. (;
my word verification is vairt. German fart?
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