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Love is in the air - I'm choking on it!!

Okay so it feels like everyone I know is making 'the announcement' that they are having a baby. Or, if they aren't having a bundle of joy, they are getting married. So I ask myself: Half of my friends are getting a husband. Half of my friends are getting a baby.
What am I getting?
In an effort to console myself, I shall tell you what I am getting: a good nights rest; puke free clothes; peace and quiet; ME time. I am getting an even tan on my left ring finger; friends who are potty trained; sleep...did I mention sleep?; late night parties with non-existent hot guys; freedom to sleep alone whereever I want. I am getting ALL of my money. I am getting tired...

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Jessica said…
What? You're not sad that nobody is there to steal your covers and leave up the toilet seat? How dare you be happy single?! ;) Enjoy your freedom while you can--someday you're going to be all mushy and in-love and I'll just laugh as you join the dark side. ;)
Baby Sister said…
Hey! I'm not doing either of those....soooo...you can't include me in either of those halfs which MEANS...I'm not counted...which MEANS...we're not really bffs
:( *sobs*

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