Before Midnight. . .
At Midnight. . .
Please. . .do NOT judge me without make-up! It's midnight for goodness sake!
Yes, M. is practically snoring. She was asleep in the recliner. I think Tim took her out of the recliner, threw her over his shoulder, plopped her down on the couch, and this is how she landed!
I wish I slept that good!
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