So, I want to be happy. And that's not to say that I'm not happy. Because I am happy. But I just really WANT to be happy. And I want to know and feel my happiness. So I decided to document the things in life that make me happy. The random thoughts, the greater life concepts, and the everyday occurrences. So here they are.
Let's be happy.
Friday, November 14, 2008
LOVE it.
I love it when boys blatently stare at my chest.
(I mean, I probably would too...)
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
HAHAHAH!! Did I ever tell you about the time I was pregnant with Jake and my boobs were huge and I was wearing cleavage and the UPS guy came in to work to deliver a package and I leaned over in JUST the right way to sign his slip because he was staring at my chest? It was AWESOME! There, I just told you.
1 comment:
HAHAHAH!! Did I ever tell you about the time I was pregnant with Jake and my boobs were huge and I was wearing cleavage and the UPS guy came in to work to deliver a package and I leaned over in JUST the right way to sign his slip because he was staring at my chest? It was AWESOME! There, I just told you.
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