I was going to write some of my wishes but I can't remember any of them.
Isn't that strange? That I spend most of my day wishing for things that probably won't happen, but now I can't even remember what they are. I think there's a moral here:
This too shall pass and all will be well.
And not only will all be well, but you probably won't even remember why you were so upset in the first place.
I'm not very good at painting my nails.
Love and kisses,
(p.s. Ariel, do you know if Tami is having class in the summer?)