I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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If you ever need a bunny sitter, can I bunny-sit? Pleeeze?
Yes!
awwwwwww...
I wish Espresso would have lived a little bit longer so they could have played together.
:(
He's super cute though.
Awwww. I'm so sorry about Espresso. He was such a rad little guy.
But you know, if they ever played together, all that cuteness in one place might have tilted the planet out of alignment or something.
And it appears that your bunny also loves to spend his weekends in Mexico, hence his empty box of Corona....
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