Well, Pea Pie has a school dance tonight. Hubby told him to stick to slow dancing (because he really believes that the irish jig Pea busts out in is how he actually must dance. Pea told hubby this morning that the last time he fast-danced at school, people kept asking him if he was looking for his keys. Then he started jumping around grabbing his pockets. He's such a hoot! Anyway, we had a quick dance lesson before school. Not that I was procrastinating. I just learned about this dance last night. Apparently my son is the Procrastinator - not quite as cool as the Terminator, but a heck of a lot more suspenseful.
In midst of writing this post, I received confirmation that my biggest (and only local) competitor has just gone out of business. My phone is ringing off the hook.
Hope you all have a great weekend!!!
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