As night was drawing nigh, we decided to play a game of Phase 10. All was going well till out of nowhere Jayne smacked me over the forehead. Hard. It was so random, nobody knew what to do. I'm lovin the hand print that refuses to leave my lovely forehead, and it reminds me that I fully forgave poor Jayne for acting like a 6th grader. I wasn't even winning the hand! Jeez!Anyway, we made it home safe, and happy, although Jonah and I came out with a bloody fever/congestion/head explosion syndrome. Oh well, life goes on.
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