Things related to that reality thing people are always going on about.
One of Bly’s media storage thingys got broke on the move. Today while looking for…rugs, that was it, she needed rugs for her bathroom…in looking for rugs, we stumbled across a really great shelving unit, black and maple and on a swivel. Very cool. And on clearance. She got two. We spent hours today working […]
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No writing accomplished. Worked hard, came home, fell down. Ugh. Maybe tomorrow. *sigh
*dancing around like an idiot* We got the house, we got the house! No, no, don’t leave, I’ll stop singing. Honest. If you ask nicely, I’ll even request Bly take over. She’s a MUCH better singer than I am. She even majored in vocal performance till she realized the competitiveness was sapping her joy in
The slowest McDonald’s on the planet is in Elk City, Oklahoma. I’m not thrilled to have found it. I had to suggest to the cashier that she take my order rather than stand waiting for the food of the gentleman in front of me. Bly across the street at the gas station was getting stressed
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I’m both proud and worried. “Emelo I cant talk today, so just to tell you thar’s no actvaties actvatied towr and win zana is uasing my powr I’m dieing!” She’s not supposed to talk or write notes to Emilio. She’s decided she’s in love, and the poor kid feels stalked. But come on. That’s a
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I can’t recall if I mentioned I was expecting him–but today I registered a young man from Japan. I thought that was very cool. But they lost the poor guy! How hard is it to understand, that when you’re–oh, three thousand, is it?–three thousand miles from home, you need a little extra help? I had
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She’s dying. And she’s alone. Stop in. Read a bit. Tell her you did. Pray for her, she’s too tired. http://sweetpeafemme.blogspot.com/ Her name is Melissa.