We are working on packing for our trip. We leave tomorrow afternoon. I plan on getting off work early so that we can beat some traffic out of town.

But instead of the entertaining you with words spun to describe the annoying task of packing and repacking, I direct you… nay, I command you to go over to Cool Aunt Stina’s space and tell her Happy Birthday.

She is the one who made me a big sister. So, you know, go tell her she is old or something. Then add into your comment that she needs to move back to Chattanooga so she can see Fuller everyday. He would like that.

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