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My bestie and her husband [Terry's best friend] are coming to visit.  For  week.  They'll be here in 10 hours.  Not that I'm counting.
Our agenda is jam packed.  I'm a little nervous that I will be able to keep up but I also know that if I can't it won't matter to them - without a blink plans will change to accommodate me.  That makes me feel oddly . . normal.
Frank and Ella are both my champions in my quest to convince Terry that I neeeeeeeed a dog.  Frank more so than Ella [which puts him in fierce competition to become my bestie]  What?  What is that sound?  That sound there . .  . Could that be chinks of Terry's armour falling to the ground???

please oh please oh please