tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35570342.post2006854859398857263..comments2024-01-30T10:51:21.863-08:00Comments on Frogley's: And So It Begins...Mycahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16446220316519172170noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35570342.post-90934542361844524332011-09-14T18:38:50.617-07:002011-09-14T18:38:50.617-07:00I hate that feeling. It is the worst. After it i...I hate that feeling. It is the worst. After it is wwaayy over you can look back and realize, so they were late not that big of a deal but at the time it just is panicky and miserable. <br /><br />If I were in Bostons class I would totally be writin that kid love notes, he is the cutest! If we weren't related... and I was six... and I did stuff like that (which I never did, aren't little girls so brazen these days?!)Kacey Nielsenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03332958281193504713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35570342.post-80158635348649320482011-09-14T12:26:08.995-07:002011-09-14T12:26:08.995-07:00This same exact thing happened to me last week, bu...This same exact thing happened to me last week, but I don't work the night shift. So don't feel too bad.ashleyboicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05551256867161650962noreply@blogger.com