Annamarie and I spent the night at Sandy's new house, which is like sleeping in a storybook. The house is all pink and white and pretty and flowery, and Sandy is a wonderful hostess. She even served us tea and chocolate-frosted Krispy Kremes. Annamarie only spent a few minutes scrapping, and a lot of time sorting Sandy's jewelry. Please note the fabulous press-on manicure. I got about half of a secret (for now) project done and stayed up way too late. We've been invited back for next year, so we must have behaved fairly well.