January 5, 2007
Eyeglass Lenses or Camera Lenses
Ahhhh. Friday. Finally. At last.
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January 4, 2007
We we we all the way home
Spent last night de-Christmasing my basement, so as to get ready for Beano’s Bridal Shower in a little over a week. It’s lookin’ darn good, if I do say so myself. Tonight I’m tackling the upstairs.
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January 3, 2007
Drama Queen
Dinner, just in case you ever wondered, is more enjoyable when you aren’t seated next to a screaming child. Just slightly better than that is when the screaming child is not your own.
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January 2, 2007
The Good Life
Wisdom from the side of my Starbucks cup:
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January 2, 2007
Fresh Start, First Steps, and New Bras
Well, it’s the new year, and I for one am glad. I like the fresh start. There’s just something good about a fresh start. I’m freaky like that, though. I like finishing up a tube of toothpaste and starting the fresh, new one. Same with deodorant. I like Sunday nights and Monday mornings simply because trash and recycling pick-up is Monday morning, and it’s a fresh start with our trash/recycling cans. I like receiving new slippers for Christmas (thanks Mom and Dad Z!) and finally throwing out my 13-year-old cruddy slippers with the holes in the soles.
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January 1, 2007
Is it it’s or its?
You know what’s really funny? Being totally drunk and going back and re-reading what you’ve just posted and finding that you’ve screwed up “it’s” versus “its” and being completely hacked at yourself because that’s totally a rookie mistake and one of your worst pet peeves.
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January 1, 2007
Happy 2007~
Good morning! I write to you from the wee (drunken) hours of 2007. Many apologies in advance for any misspelling and grammatical errors, but I fully and completely blame Messiers Anheuser and Busch for inadequacies in this morning’s post.
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December 29, 2006
Happy Birthday Granny!
When I was a little girl, I would sometimes go and spend time with my Granny and Gramps who lived “in the country.” “In the country” is Rosebud, Missouri, an idyllic little town where everyone knows everyone (and their business, good and bad), and most folks live on gravel roads and drive pick-up trucks. Gramps was a pretty typical gramps, and we kids loved him and I’m sure aggravated him while he puttered around in his workshop and fed the catfish in his two lakes.
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December 28, 2006
A whole lot of smiting goin’ on
I am so insanely grouchy this morning. Nothing major, really, just a whole bunch of little things that all pile up to make me one crabby girl.
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December 27, 2006
Merry (belated) Christmas!
So it appears that having a boatload of family obligations around the holidays is not conducive to updating one’s blog. Many apologies.
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