It was a glorious morning, one we should replicate in the near future for some other occasion. We ate grits casserole and cinnamon rolls and yogurt/granola and quiche and fruit. Many, many mimosas were also imbibed.
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| Nothing says 28 years old like laying on your mattress with a gay champagne-drinking chicken. |
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| Every time we hang out, I fall in love with these folks all over again. We love this community of ours. |
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| The action shots of these people say so much about their personalities. |
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| I am not sure why we have such a picture, but regardless, I love it. |
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| I think Daniel forgot the OJ in my his mimosas. |
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| Jessie, Live-Instagramming my party AS IT HAPPENS. |
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| I think Atticus had the most of all. He loves hanging out with his "grown-up friends". |
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