For this weekend I would really like a baby. See if you can work that out for me.
I cried last night because I had a late afternoon Friday meeting. I'm soooo tired. I hope your weekend starts now.
That's like an Old English Teacher's spiritual, ain't it? "Puttin' away my heavy sweaters, lord, lettin' go the Wellies. Bring out those Birkenstocks, swing low sweet cargo shorts . . ."
I want to turn your words and image into a card and mail it to every single person I know.I hope your weekend has been a good one so far.