I owe you an apology Patti-atti, and you and you and you. I can't very well go talking about what my entrails have to do with toilet paper and then commence radio silence for days on end. I'm sorry.
I guess I've just been sort of nestling inward, curling and warm, my belly full of egg salad and red vines, peanut brittle, string beans and baby. Yes, baby--all is well with baby.
So may your Friday be Black and your digestion swift. A day late but I am always grateful for all of you.
xo,
S
Friday, November 26, 2010
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i am so so glad all is well. now carry on with your pajamas and peanut brittle.
me? i've got pajamas and lots of cartoons with the resident toddler. who is also still in her pajamas. i love black friday.
phew...glad to know all is well with baby.
We are in our pj's having a holiday movie marathon. Life is good ~ plain and simple.
"May your digestion be swift." I think all Thanksgivings should have a toast that ends like this. Brilliant!
Glad to hear all is well.
Glad to hear all is well!! Nest away! xxoo :)
I, too, am glad to hear that everything is well with you and baby. You do what you gotta do. We'll be here.
breathing a sigh of relief for a fellow mama. glad you're back and thrilled to hear (read) that baby is nestled in nice and snug. blessings to your belly.
I'm just getting caught up, and I'm relieved to read that all is well! Take it easy, S.
xo
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