These Best Girls

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So it started a few days ago when I reached out to some of my best girls and confessed I needed a pick me up toot suite.   "Please make me laugh or smile...I could really use it".

And without asking me why I needed it they came back, in rapid fire, with the following:




And the one that might have made me laugh the loudest (because it's quite the inside reference these days):

And not long after that I got a text from one of my favorite colleagues who reminded me of a special moment:


And finally catching up with Ariel:


And the most priceless smile-inducer was this face that I missed so much while I was away (I know your uterus aches just wanting one this cute):


These are some of my best girls.  Don't you wish you had best girls as great as my best girls?

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