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June 11, 2008

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Groovecatmom

Woo-hoo!!!

Heather

And the crowd roared!

Aimee

Game, set, match to Kira! (Yeah, I know I'm mixing sports metaphors. So sue me.)

Amma Always

There must have been confetti and streamers and balloons. At least in spirit. Come to think of it, I bet there were angels and saints cheering, right there in the SSO office, whooping and hollering, because they probably don't get a lot to cheer about there.

Now, KEEP YOUR PAPERWORK. Because if the ss cards for some reason do not appear in the next few weeks, you may have to go back. Call me a pessimist. But a celebrating pessimist.

Christine

HooRay!!! I love it when others recognize your hard work and successes - I want to find that security guard and hug him just for being there for you when you needed to beleive. I think he's a guardian angel though, and I'll bet if you go back you never see him there again ;-)

Heather

I totally read the last entry and this one aloud to my hubby and we laughed. Seriously LOL, not just typing it,

MitMoi

Well done!

And no tears. I totally would have been bawling. Or offering one of the frowning flippers the boys since I couldn't "officially" document who they were!

So funny!

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