Day Eleven
I had lunch today with my “new nursery friends.” Laughed till I was sore at one girl’s confession who admitted that for her first christmas with her husband, she bought herself some red satin and made herself her own little naughty Santa outfit. She cut round an old G-string and made her own bra… can you even imagine what that must have looked like? I love that she once did that and I love that she had the nerve to tell me.
