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Archive for August, 2008

 
That’s my daughter, Shelby.  Isn’t she cute?  Doesn’t she look so sweet and innocent?  I admit it, she actually looks like she is about to chew out her construction crew.  And, when this picture was taken last week, she was probably preparing to do just that.
I’ll tell you.  She used to be sweet and innocent.  [...]

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I know I’m not supposed to post this until tomorrow but, as most of you already know, I am an overachiever.  At any rate, I chose my childhood doll for Vintage Thingies Thursdays this week.
I guess she isn’t technically vintage because I got her in 1982, but that’s 26 years so I hope it counts.  [...]

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My alert friend Jackie recently took a trip to South Dakota.  Being so alert and in possession of a camera, she got some great sign shots for me.  I don’t know if she took any real shots while she was shooting pictures … dang, that was the start of a great pun, I wish I [...]

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I was just sitting here thinking about stuff (stuff being the technical word for it).  I wonder how many people are sorely disappointed when they run across my blog.  I was perusing (fancy word, huh?) my blog stats and what people googled to find my blog.  There are many people who google “organized scrapbook room”.  [...]

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The other day I was watching my kid play in her little wading pool.  Isn’t she cute?  You must say yes or I will have secret Bush Administration Operatives come sabotage your next birthday party.

So, anyway, I was watching her splash around and I had a flashback to one summer when I was 11 or [...]

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I know all my faithful readers will be sad to hear that I cannot think of one funny thing to write today.  Seriously.  Nothing.  Nada.  Zilch.  Null set.  The big … oh never mind, you get the point.  I was reading the “Rules and By-Laws of Serious Bloggers” and realized that I am contractually obligated [...]

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 As it turns out, I have a bit of bunny-hugger in me.  Or do I?  That could be the chip in my head talking.  At any rate, I take my own bags into the store to carry my purchases out.  Up to now, I have had to depend upon the kindness of strangers (okay, not [...]

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