I have not been living up to my tagline, so thought I would remedy that. Let’s start with a note from my daughter that I recently found in a box of stuff I’ve been meaning to sort. I think she was a senior or junior when she wrote it but definitely high school. It was on her bedside table and I probably didn’t see it until the next morning. I also didn’t freak out.
Clutch Cargo Lips 
See, if it hadn’t been for the toothpaste epilogue, I would have thought… oh dear, is she depressed??? So really, the toothpaste thing was GOOD news, right?
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Yep, the toothpaste was a good thing. It was a very hard year but all is well now.
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Ha — okay I woke up at 3am this morning and realized I missed the point of your comment. Blue = depressed. And you are right — the toothpaste ending was a good thing. Thanks for visiting.
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Oh! Oh! So sweet and memorable!
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Especially now that I’ve put it on the Internet. Thankfully Clare doesn’t read my blog much.
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I’m sorry I’m late to this -what a lovely memory! (Oh, and what future embarrassment potential that has too!)
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Thanks, Mali. Not really a lovely memory, but you are right about the embarrassment potential.
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