Thursday, March 17, 2011

a different kind of mess

My friend had a rough, rough morning. I'd told my mom about it on the phone, so when the girls and I picked her up in the afternoon, mom asked, "How was Britt when she came over to the house?"

I replied, "A mess."

Audrey says, "A HOT mess."

Obviously I need to watch what I say in front of her.

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