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Fuzzy Mommy Memory (Saturday, Sept. 14, 2002 - 8:32 a.m.)

Yeah, yeah, I'm still around.

I'll write a real entry later, but I just had a memory that I want to hold and visit for a while.

This was the summer before my wedding. I was standing in the kitchen at my mom's house. I don't remember why Pete wasn't there, but I was on the phone with him. Bernard was there, this I remember. Anyhow, I was getting off the phone with Pete and told him I loved him. Mom said (just completely in her twisted humor way) "Why must you decieve him so?" We both started laughing. But we were laughing completely synchronized. Breathing at the same time, snorting at the same time, our faces freezing at the same time. We were locked into eye contact. We were laughing so hard it hurt, even tho neither of us could see where it was really funny. But we couldn't break this pattern and it went on for about ten minutes.

-CRbE

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