Hangover. Greyhound.
Public transit. Gross pigeons.
Totally worth it!
I had a fabulous evening with old friends, and now I'm having some much needed 'quiet time.'
Of course, I have no new anecdotes, so I'll pull another one from the archives for posterity:
After a particularly heated game of Candyland, S claimed victory. At which point tender, innocent, 5-year-old K sat straight up, looked her sister in the eye...and gave her the finger.
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