We also gave less than three seconds notice to pull a funny face for this pic, and I feel this is sheer evidence of the quality of friends we have. LESS THAN THREE SECONDS people!
My insulin was spiked for the record, and I was wired most the night. It’s kind of like my little gift in life when that happens, and for the record, my two
worst best spikes have been on NYE. I have strong reason to believe the first was the night Jacob decided he loved me, I mean I was running around a mall in high heels, pushing and riding large chair-holding carts at Mormon chapels, and danced until 7:00 AM… clearly that shows I’m a responsible adult and one would want to be in a long term relationship with me.
Anyway, I’m excited to report this was one of those nights. I’m not sure what else would inspire me to make all the females pose for a picture I like to call “The Non-Alcoholic Lush Sorority.”
HAPPY NEW YEAR!