Not only did I get up at 5 a.m. to barter with rednecks, now I'm choosing to spend my Saturday night at the Miss Conway pageant, where there are 25 friggin' contestants. We should crown a winner by Tuesday. Ugh. I'm such a glutton for punishment.
Well, Cogan ended up desperately needing his "pauter" at midnight. Ave woke up with nightmares at 3:30 bc Peep told them scary stories before we left. So, we made our way back to the house around then. And, yes, Lonnie was sound asleep in the warm bed. But that's my fault for not having enough sense not to go camping with them. What can I say? I'm a sucker for their pleading.
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Greetings from Cogan's club house where a few crazy boys and myself sleep.
I know what you mean about being a glutton for punishment.
Did any of your proteges win?
Dear God is it morning yet? I can't feel my lower extremeties.
One of my proteges was first runner-up.
Wow, Supermom. I can't believe you did that. Lemme guess... Lon was sleeping in a nice, warm bed after his mommy tucked him in.
Well, Cogan ended up desperately needing his "pauter" at midnight. Ave woke up with nightmares at 3:30 bc Peep told them scary stories before we left. So, we made our way back to the house around then. And, yes, Lonnie was sound asleep in the warm bed. But that's my fault for not having enough sense not to go camping with them. What can I say? I'm a sucker for their pleading.
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