I’m starting to get really jealous of how much free time Jim has. Finals are all over, shouldn’t he be at home writing, “My mom is working me to the bone. ‘Ha, you’re paying me back for that tuition,’ she said.”
I went to the barn one day last year to see that the girls there had painted my horse’s hooves with pink sparkles. A true twinkle toes. He looked very silly.
He’d probably be on the computer the whole time, too.