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I would like to say that last night’s Women’s Group was one of the best in a long time.  Honestly, it was freaking awesome.  It was Johnsy, ‘Sup Doc, Pixie, and myself.  We decided to forgo Panera’s in favor of watching me sand the walls of what will be my room come Sunday (moving! wahoo!).  So I climbed up and down the stepladder sanding bumps off the wall while the rest of the crew sprawled on the floor and watched me.  And we talked.  And laughed.  A lot.  There was a lot of catching up to do, a lot of teasing to do (I came in for my fair share regarding blues dancing and the circumstances under which I might blues, and also ice cream eating).  I love my girls.