Somewhat unexpectedly.
Beloved sister is in town, for conference on muscular dystrophy, and for hugs, and love…
Love is exercise.
… and jumping. Lots and lots of jumping.
We’ll back tomorrow. After we’ve jumped our hearts out.
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And if you’re really missing me – can’t live without me – you could always go read what I have to say about the politics of hot dogs (and see why I was once mistaken for Debbie Gibson. No, really) here. Or come talk about sex here. Or get your fix of gossip here.
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oh so precious.
i miss my sister…
Great times. Jump, jump your sillies out Wonder Baby!
And, have a good visit. I think you guys got the good weather there now.
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