With that said...I had a dream the other night. It was the day Shawn and I were to be married, moments before I was to make my entrance in the wedding ceremony when I started to feel ill. All of a sudden I realized that I was not only feeling ill, but that I was going to be ill. I told our wedding planner (who was the only one nearby) to get me a trash can, and I promptly threw up. She then said that everyone was waiting for me, gave me a mint, and sent me on my way.
Yikes!! I hope that doesn't really happen, but you can bet I'll have some spare mints at hand just in case!
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That's a sweet picture.
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