It's my 35th high school reunion on Friday, and the only goal I made for myself was NOT to buy something at Chico's, because I know a whole boatload of people who make fun of middle aged ladies who buy their clothes at Chico's. Except somehow it was the first place I ended up. Also the last place. Read between the lines.
Dude. Pass me the estrogen and turn on the Oprah Show because. I. Am. There.
Did I mention I had an excellent turkey/cranberry sandwich at Hires the other day? WHO KNEW?
Showing posts with label Provo High School '74. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Provo High School '74. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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