The night is gone.
The food is gone.
The families are gone.
My stomach has gone---sour.
The rendition of cacauphony was "enjoyed" from New Jersey to Las Vegas. And in between.
Sadly, however, the mess has not gone.
Now to prepare for the second grade. I look forward already for the distractions of Tuesday and Wednesday evenings.
Many hands make light work. They should all help before they go and then you would have a spotless kitchen and be happy. Although, you are probably already happy, you lucky girl. Am I missing something about Wednesday evening? Or am I just being nosey?
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