god, i feel so old. first my 2 grade best friend's mom came over today (we groomed the dog) and then we went to seedlings, where i went to day-care when i was 4 and younger (when my mom still had the store). so there i am, 5'6", 15 years old, and there is this woman who taught me when i was 3 and 4 and is up to my shoulder. it was great really. there were all these kids who weren't even eye level with my hip running up in the middle of a conversation with a woman i haven't seen in about 11 years,"ms. barbara. ms. barb. ms. barbara. ms. barbara." it was hysterical. there is this little kid just being blown off. god i love it, and those of you who know me well enough certainly know that 3 and 4 are not my most preferred age. i mean, its almost worse than being 13 or 14. wow 10 years and they are all still like, " me me me. mine mine mine! my turn!" and some of them even still sound the same. i laugh (and dont even say it, i know im extraordinarily spoiled and conceited). haha. i am so happy we went back. ms. barb almost went into shock when i walked into the room. i was so surprised that she remembered me. it does feel good. ok now im on the phone with mare, so im outtie! -laur