Wow. 2 weeks is a looooong time. To me anyway.
Yes. Yes, it is. And, don't get me wrong. I ADORE my cousin, and she has been so good to me on this trip. I'm just tired, want to stop living out of suitcases (beautiful as they may be), want my own bed, and miss my pooch.
Oh, man, vw, you're brave! A week in my family's presence is about all I can manage.
Aww, VW, it's hard being away from home and Toto.
I think I'm gonna go to bed. Part of this may be that I'm just really tired. Maybe I'll feel better in the morning.
Night vw! May tomorrow be sunnier. Monday's just a day (or so) away.
Five days is my limit.
I am Ginger. Five days is plenty.
Ah well, guess I have to go back.
I endorse this plan like whoa.
I endorse this plan like whoa.
That's how Bush should finish his TV appearances. "I'm the President, and I approve this message like whoa."