The Good Stuff

Thursday, July 19, 2007

The bridesmaid's dress situation is sorting itself out nicely (hurray). My headache is back with a vengence. I sucked major sand at beach volleyball (to the degree that some of the more serious players played around me rather than with me). I had more campers with me today than I've ever had before and I'm incredibly exhausted.

But none of this matters because The Fiance passed his (big important) test. I couldn't be happier or more proud of him if I tried. I'm pretty sure that news made my day, if not my week or month, or 6 months.