(In case you didn't realize already)
So the 50 year old, very mellow, relaxed woman in me is saying, " Oh yeah, BEC is coming over tomorrow and we are gonna ride a little, hang out and then mosey on over to the ASHA clinic the next morning. Yeah, it should be cool, CNJ is gonna meet us there and we'll just be all chill and stuff. No big deal."
Then there is the ADDHD 16 year old trapped within who is more like "Squeeeeeeee! OMG I got horsey friends coming over, and we are gonna do horsey riding and stuff, and OMG I'm so excited! Is this day ever gonna end? OMG what am I gonna wear!?! Holy Crap my grey roots are showing! What will my new friends think? OMG I'm gonna make a fool out of myself at this clinic! What was I thinking??? OMG OMG OMG!"
Seriously, some days it hurts to be this dorky.