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sleep is for wimps

what a weekend ahead...it's basically no sleep and softball!

paige has a tourney that is an overnighter all weekend, so our first game is at 5:30 am...which means us there at 4:30am, and leaving home at 3:45am...seriously!  it's too early to play anything if starbucks isn't open...i'm just saying.

but tonight i get to go and hang with my fab SIL, allison, at her place...can't wait!  then, of course, it will be bed and SOFTBALL!
the question of the day on aloha friday is...well, a great one, i gotta say!!!
would you rather be a rich person or a smart one...

i'm gonna go with good ole soloman on this one and go smart bc well, with my fab brains, i'm so gonna do more. besides, that rich crap hasn't worked for donald trump so well...i mean, have you seen the guy's hair?  he could def use some wisdom!
it's all good...i don't mind.  love the girls. love softball. now...let's go!!!
{an who is up for that aloha view? sign me up!}

Comments

It should be illegal have anything start before Starbuks is open!
Elizabeth said…
I don't think I could play that early with or without Starbucks! How did Paige make out with the high school try-outs?
Upstatemamma said…
YIKES!! ANd people think hockey is an early sport. :)
Kimmy said…
I tagged you on my latest post! Come see when you have a chance :o)

Have a great rest of your day!!

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