I'm 23, and my entire life I've been convinced that he was 5 years younger than me. It's a big joke that everyone always gives me grief about. And yet I have a very vivid memory of going to see my mom in the hospital when Robb was born. There was a big plane crash that day in Dallas, and I remember being worried my aunt was on it. I stood on a rail on the side of her bed and could put my arms on the bed. So there is no way I was that tall and only three years old. I had to be 5 - I don't care if the math doesn't work people!
Big girl job
Yesterday my insurance kicked in. This is the first time I've gotten insurance through my job because during the summers I was an intern, and during school I didn't work full time.
So now I know I'm a big girl. Getting married, moving to a city totally foreign to me - kid stuff. Forking over unreal amounts of money for a plastic card is the real deal.
Jewelry Favorites
17 years ago
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment