to have met the guy I’m in love with.
I’m glad she agreed
to hook up with us, even though
Mom was livid.
Bonus:
She brought Hunter
along. And yes, he remembered me.
Every High
Has an equal, measurable low:
One:
Baking cookies with the girls. Slice-
and-bake dough,
a brand-new oven, and spotless
Teflon cookie sheets,
and no matter how hard I tried, how diligently
I watched them, I burned every
single batch.
Bonus:
LaTreya’s observation:
Mommy never burned the cookies.
Two:
My first real argument with Trey,
after a three-day
bender, both of us booming toward
a major crash.
He had the nerve to mention this
girl in Stockton
who has a thing for him, and tell me she’s cute.
Bonus:
This fabulous information: