O.k. here is Faith at midnight ironing my roommates interview suit for the next morning. Faith you are amazing. I don't iron unless its a state of an emergency! I thought this was a cute picture.
This might not look funny, but after everything was o.k. it turned out to be a funny story. My husband arrived with Faith and Carl on Wed. Aug. 29th and lets just say you will have to watch Mrs. America to hear the full story of what happened. Well, to make a long story short, he gets t-boned by a cop car, passes out for a few seconds, gets a catscan, Faith and Carl drive me to the hospital, as you can see my sandwich at the end of his bed, I am a hungry pregnant woman! My evening gowns are hanging on the iv rack and while all this is going on, someone gets shot, a man runs thru the hospital, the hospital is on lock down, a german shepard chases him down, he gets arrested ( I think he was the one that shot the kid that came in) and then if things didn't get any worse, Carl goes outside and see's a 300 pound man handcuffed to a car. At that point we were all like, let's get the heck out of here! Luckily everything ended up being fine, Sam is still very sore on his shoulder, and neck, but he will be fine in 6 weeks.
Here I am with Christine, Mrs. Ohio (in the pool) and Suzette, Mrs. Georgia as we're competing in a scavenger hunt around the hotel.
One of the tasks was to drink a shot of whatever you wanted. Christine decides to have some tequila, but then she spit it back into the glass.
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