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Don't even get me started about menopause and hot. Holy tap dancing Jesus I have been burning up since 2008. I am thinking of retiring to Iceland.


Believe me, pregnancy is no dream.
I have big house dreams and flying over city dreams. Sexay!


Last night I dreamed there was a big hullabaloo over King William of England would allow Catherine, duchess of Cambridge, to be Queen Catherine.

Then I remembered I probably won't be alive to see it.


Zayrina - it seems to have settled down now.
Hattie - never flown over a city. Ever!
Becs - prince Edward was out in ten years after queen Vic died. I think you can make it.

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