My sister and I cleaned out my mom's car a few hours ago; MANWASTHATAMESS. I found a lilac satin oxford from forever ago that I've never worn to school but would like to; my old pair of tennis shoes, complete with faded pink and black checked shoelaces; and the decoractions from the 2007 Carver Fall Dance, which included bags of leftover balloons, paper leaves and vines, an overabundance of hay, and a bundle of fake roses that I'm pretty sure were from the Valentine's Dance instead. We trashed the paper and the hay, but kept everything else. I blew up two balloons - one I tossed to Tigger, who went crazy and started attacking it, and the other I goofed around with until it popped.
I may be making a family tree of my dogs; since, y'know, my dogs Lucky and Buddy started a huge dog-clan. Right now, the youngest generation is Scruffy, Roo (both deceased), Bailey, Bo, Junior, Socks, Sammie, Apollo, Rosie, Chomper, Artie, and Zee. Rosie, Bailey, Bo, and Junior belong to our neighbors (their dog, Bo the First, got Lily and Emma both pregnant with litters - then later got hit by a car a few days before the puppies were born).
I need to do my homework - that essay is due tomorrow. And I need to get my report card signed.
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