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Friday, October 21, 2005

A new stepmom

I got a message today that was sent yesterday from my dad. This is basically what it said,
"Hi Kim, I hope your doing good. I just wanted to call and let you know that Tracy (his girlfriend/feance of 4 or 5 years) are getting married tomorrow. Love you. Talk to you later, bye!"

That was it... it made me laugh. They have been putting of finding a date for at least a year and it turns out the pick one and get married within a few days. I found out that only my dad, tracy, her mom, and the minister they found were there.

It is cool. I am excited for them...