




I made my own hat out of vintage velvet leaves and ribbon, a vain attempt to be chic however, as it ended up sliding into my face all night. Moriah wore a humongous but nevertheless authentic sombrero, and Chelsea had the best hat of the night, hands down. It was a cheese hat!
We had a wonderful amount of fun, but I did have a difficult time leaving my husband home. I do not like this on-call business, not one bit, and do not intend to leave his side for the next several months.
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