I never really understood why they called them sleepovers. I mean, in all honesty, how many of you remember going to sleepovers and actually sleeping. Granted now we do, but that's because we actually get to stay out past 9, which is definitely a plus to getting older. Steph stayed over last night. At 5, I went to bed for an hour. I got up at 6:20 and called Jim to ask him if he liked going to the beach, which for most people would be a totally random question, but there was reason behind it. See, Steph's friend, Alex, doesn't like the beach, and I wasn't sure if Jim did or not, so I wanted to ask him. At 1:15, I tried calling him, but he didn't answer, so I figured that I'd call in the morning since he'd have to be up getting ready for work. It all makes sense, I promise. I went back to bed at like 8 and then got up for good at 10. At this point, neither Steph or Emily had slept at all and they were still feeling the effects of the AMP that they had had at like midnight. OH man! It was crazy. Steph ended up falling asleep at like 11:30 on the couch, but Emily didn't sleep at all. That's amazing. The girl wakes up a little past nine yesterday morning and got no sleep last night and she seemed fine all day today. She's one hell of a chick. I am proud to call her my sister. We had a lotta good times last night. We read Cosmopolitan and Glamour, which are two very informative magazines, in case you wanted to know. I watched them play playstation, and I talked online for hours. It was so much fun! Every hour I'd be like "Guys when did it become 10 of 2" "Guys when did it become 10 of 3". I can honestly say that the hours were going by so that it seemed like it had only been five, maybe ten minutes at the most. It was crazy. So, this morning I called Jim, and yes he does like the beach, for anybody who cared to know the answer to that question. We just kind of chilled around the house today. We were all kind of beat. Then we went to a cookout which was super fun minus the thousands of mosquito bites that are now all over my body. Consider yourself lucky if you don't get easily bitten by them. Really. It's a pain in the butt. Anyways, that was fun, except for the fact that I hate saying goodbye to Steph because I only get to see her twice a year...summer and Christmas, and that's if she comes up for Christmas. That's ok, though. We'll talk online, and I'll call her cell phone to harass her. Well, that's pretty much it for right now, but if I can think of anything else I'll update more later.

<3 Sarah Jane