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Hey guys.... Thanks for letting me vent. Right after we got done cleaning up the bedroom mess, David took me to our favorite (well, it was when I lived at the apt. house) Mexican restaurant. I was (and still am) SO DISGUSTING!! Haven't showered today, still wearing the clothes I was all sweaty in earlier in the day when I shoveled off that freakin' roof, had my geeky-looking winter boots on and baggy jeans. David didn't care (God bless him). He marched me right into that bar, got me sitting "pretty" (NOT) on a bar stool, and made sure I had a blueberry margarita in my paw ASAP!! And then drove the 20 miles back to my place while I stressed and mumbled and fretted and even cried (a little bit) about everything that happened. He's my rock. My ROCK.
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