Pics, 'Blags'; and 'Never You Mind'...

Pics, Blags; and "Never You Mind"...

Stolen from http://xkcd.com/148/

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Good Morning All;
I really HAVE been around; just spend LOTS of time reading about these dang politics of ours.
Wait, don't hang up. This is NOT a political blog. (Blag)?
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It has been so long since I have "blagged" that a few of these pics/thoughts might be 'repeats'.
(If that is the case, kindly refer to the fact that I am 50 now)!

I have received more pictures from my son-in-law, William.
Cute pics of my Little Lawrence and their family.
(Lawrence who clearly, I am not going to be able to call "little" anymore).

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Almost the whole crew...
(Minus me of course).

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Quoting William here:
"This is a type of sand shark that we caught by hand.
It's an angel shark,
Lawrence said what it was right when we pulled out of the water."

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Um, wait a minute there Will.
I'm not too sure I want to be catching ANY kind of sharks by hand!
(And I don't care if it's an 'angel' or not)...

Not too sure what one would do with such a thing either...

Does one eat it?

Feed it to the dogs?

Release it?

Throw it at someone you don't like?

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Not sure what Lawrence is looking for...
(But I'm damn sure happy I wasn't hiding in the grasses that day)!
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Lori and Lawrence on a Dolphin Cruise!
(Lori, where is YOUR Life Jacket?)...

Y'all better CLICK HERE to see what happens if you don't wear one.
Something about "The Arkansas Titanic!"
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Not too sure what these are...
~To me, they look like the biggest darn goldfish ever~
And the "goldfish" don't look too happy either...

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See my comment from William himself below... (Among other things, he has ended the question of what kind of fish these are).  
 

Meanwhile, on this side of the Mason Dixon Line, my sister Kris has completed her first triathlon with her cousin Bill.

Say "YAY" !!!!

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Her times?
"quarter mile swim, 9 minutes
15 mile bike, 1 hour, five minutes
3.5 mile run, 55 minutes"

Go SissyKrissyPoo!!!

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AND, she came in 2nd in her age group too!
(Never you mind that there were only 2 entrants FOR her age group).
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Even more pictures?
My Angel Mama Marie has posted a new album of pictures of their Damion and his lil' brother, our Baby Sam.
Please click here to see these darling young men!

On the homefront, I think I know why Sputnik is the deep purple color that he is.

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Yes, Casey had found me some purple drop-ins for the toilet!
(And yes, that darned cat prefers purple water)...

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Also on the homefront:
Austin Straubel Airport has changed their incoming flight patterns.

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This, I do not appreciate, for two reasons:
#1. They are LOUD when they are flying over.
#2. Punk has taken to chasing them clear across the field.
While this is good exercise for her, it startles people terribly... (Me, for instance).

No, she hasn't caught one yet.
And yes, it is probably safer than chasing cars...

Casey took this picture...
(Swearing that she didn't get it too).

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Methinks she got it just fine!
(This is how the cucumbers all get bitemarks in them too)...
sigh

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And one more thought here, but very important to my Multiply friends...

If you are wondering why I do not comment on your videos, please know this...
If you post one of these, , I cannot watch it. I have dial up.
Even www.hughes.net is quite spendy.
So, until hell freezes over, (or until I find a different home), I will not be commenting on these.
(Unless of course you 'splain them to me on an 8~year~old level)...

I'd better close for now. have taken that giant leap of faith and put my little sale in the paper for today... I'd best get out there and start moving a few things outside.
It might rain. Those "few things" had better be waterproof too.

Have a 'wunnaful' weekend!
Special thanks to William and Kris and Marie for all the pictures!

Love to all.

XOXO
Anne

PS

The question of the day now...

What is your very 1st thought when you see this picture?

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Saturday September 6, 2008 - 06:45am (CDT)

AP's boneheaded wrongness

STEAL THIS!

AP Wire Service

Rating:	★★★★
Category:	Other

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Last week the Associated Press created a firestorm by sending a DMCA (Digital Millennium Copyright Act) notice to the liberal news aggregation blog called the Drudge Retort. (Not Drudge Report). They accused the site of infringing on their copyright by including excerpts of AP stories. They also announced that they will start charging bloggers, or anyone for that matter, who post as little as 5 words on their sites. I do agree that cutting and pasting an entire story or not linking to the original source is wrong, but the AP is going way beyond the copyright laws by insisting that excerpting as little as 5 words amounts to an infringement.

edited, Ruh~Roh "Curiouser and Curiouser"

This, from Toni J's blog yesterday...
And I quote...


Please Click here to go to her blog...


"With the news breaking that Governor Sarah Palin's seventeen year old daughter announcing she is pregnant should this be an issue? Hearing the news she  is pregnant do you think this news should be used against her and her family? I don't. We are all families with all the problems that comes along with our personal lives. They are even going so far as trying to say that the seven month old son is supposedly to be her daughter's child also. I think personally myself they are pushing the envelope to far. What do you think?"
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She has gotten a multitude of answers-
(In my humblest of opinions,  nearly everyone missed the damned point).
Please let her know what YOU think!

Love to you!

XOXO
me


****I thought I should include just one of my own responses here...
(this, after I had posted a multitude of answers prior to it).

"hang on... I am getting there, but cannot even keep up with my own thoughts.

The 'poor child' in question is 17 years old.
Not sure where y'all are from,
but the AGE OF CONSENT BY ALASKAN LAW is 16.

Hmmm....
NOW do you GET IT?

Therefore, this 'poor child' has probably been doing it longer than her mama has held public office.

She is pregnant because she had unprotected sex.
Or broken condom sex,
Or whatever.
I could give a good damn if she marries the guy or not.

The bottom line is that IN ALASKA she is more than legal.
Understand?

C'mon- Many of you were born to young mothers.
Did you really have it so bad???

My grandmother was 14 when she married.
Go figure.
She had 18 babies too.
Each and everyone of them were loved.

Loved = Wanted in my book.

So do not sit on your backsides and complain what should or should NOT be in the media.

Do NOT sit here and legislate that "poor girls" pregnancy.

Every single one of you have adjudged someone here.

Good grief!
And to think this is what we, as decent voters, base our votes on?

Please remember that 'The Moral Majority' is neither.
You've been 'had' by the Republican party!


How do you feel now???


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Now can we please get on with the REAL election process???

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Hello! - Injury, Crappy Dentists, and Late Night Quotes...

http://edbdkcn.multiply.com/journal/item/85
HAHAHA!!!

Go ahead, click the link above for Casey's latest blog!

Beloved Dog Dies While Owner Held By Police

http://dogs.about.com/b/2008/08/19/beloved-dog-dies-while-owner-held-by-police.htm

Click the link above.
How sick is this?

Kiss your furkids too.

XOXO
Anne

Our Labor Day Weekend... (Grab a cup of coffee)...

 

This butterfly found its way to a flower.
~Sunday afternoon~

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Good Tuesday Morning from Flintville Wisconsin;
I have begun this blog no less than a half dozen times. Or so.
More than a lonely bit "blogstipated" even now, I am set to finish it...
(The "Pikes Peak or Bust" mentality of the whole thing)...
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A few days ago, I was completely p*ssed at Multiply here.
Seemed that every time I tried to open a page to read a blog or comment, it gave me this screen.
"Verify you are human".

WHAT?!?!?

I pinched myself.
It hurt.

I checked for a pulse.
It was there.

In desperation I ran to a mirror to see if I was reflective or not.
I was.

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But then came "The MOTHER" of all verifications...

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I am still snickering.
All they have missed is the word "you" on this screen.

(Yes, they are still asking me if I am human; it's just funny now)!

Hmm... Are YOU my human friend?

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My heart goes out once more to everyone that is living in the hurricane belt. And living with one right after another...
Please stay safe.
May God and Mother Nature divert the worst away from you.

The weather here has been scorching. (Please, no laughter from my friends in Alabama, Georgia and Texas).
Our highs have been in the 90's; and so, SO very dry. ugh.
Today will bring more of the same. But in September, it cools off so nicely at night that it is hard to be terribly upset about all the sweating one does during the day.
Tomorrow is to be in the mid 70's. Breathable at the very least. And perhaps we may even see a bit of rain.
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Even Punk was so hot she would not wait for the kiddie pool to fill.

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In preparation for our annual Labor Day picnic,
Casey and Greg "had at" the firepit;
~so overgrown with weeds this year...
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Even though I canceled our little picnic at the 11th hour,
that firepit turned out beautifully!
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Meet my hired help...

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Ya gotta keep a vigilant eye on this crew of mine...
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(a CLOSE eye too).

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Apparently though,
I was not vigilant enough to prevent this from happening.
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HAHAHA!!!
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Master Gabriel did not seem to mind the heat at all..
except for the sweat that made the sandbox stick to his face.

And I know that there are MANY people that cannot stand to see a dirty child.
Too many.
I hope you are not one of them, because you are about to get blasted if you are.

I say if your child cannot get dirty, there is something wrong with YOU.

Besides, isn't that what soap and detergent were invented for?

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Tired.
Dirty.
Still darned CUTE!

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On a somewhat related note, Casey had to go to WalMart to buy a little something on Sunday evening...

While she waited for a parking spot, the guy behind her was increasingly irritated and upset.
He literally stopped his car directly behind hers as she parked, waiting for her to get out of her car.

Noticing him there, she took her time;
making him wait a little longer.

(Who the hell raised her anyway) ?!?!?

After she got out, he began berating her for making him wait.

Makes my simple mind wonder what we are teaching our children when it's OK for him to wait, just to be hollering at someone he doesn't even know?

This he did, (with a car full of children).
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• Those same children he should be holding tight.
• Protecting them.
• Teaching them patience instead of hatred.
• So they could learn that a little kindness goes a long way.

Maybe he was buying soap?
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Maybe he hadn't read that Baby Mariah had died that afternoon.
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Mariah Jean Klein
2004 - 2008

.So you speak to me in sadness and the coming of the winter,
fear that is within' you know that seems to never end,
and the dreams that have escaped you and the hope that you've forgotten
and you tell me that you need me now and you want to be my friend

and you wonder where we're going, where's the rhyme and where's the reason
and it's you cannot accept it is here we must begin
to seek the wisdom of the children
and the graceful way of flowers in the wind.

For the children and the flowers for my sisters and my brothers,
their laughter and their loveliness would clear a cloudy day.
Like the music of the mountains and the colors of the rainbow
they're a promise of the future and the blessing for today.

Though the city starts to crumble and the towers fail around us
the sun is slowly fading and it's colder than the sea
it is written: From the desert to the mountains they shall lead us
by the hand and by the heart and they will comfort you and me.

In their innocence and trusting, they will teach us to be free.

For the children and the flowers for my sisters and my brothers,
their laughter and their loveliness would clear a cloudy day.
And the song that I am singing is a prayer for nonbelievers
come and stand beside us we can find a better way.
Words and Music by John Denver

 

Mariah's photo from The Green Bay Press Gazette, Obituary


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Now please go hug your own children and grandchildren.

Tight.

... Just tell them Baby Mariah sent you.

Love to all.
Hope your weekend was a good one.

XOXO
Anne

If you haven't already, kindly write to Mike, Micki, and Morgan.
CLICK HERE TO DO SO.

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Tuesday September 2, 2008 - 11:32am (CDT)

The Last of August? ~Come if you can...

This picture, as always, is self~explanatory...
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Good Morning all;
It is so hard to believe that this is the last day of August already!
Temps are to be in the 90's for the next three days.
Not too bad though because it cools off so nicely at night.

Our little sale has been open for the past three days. Kelli has just left once again after coming to help me open the big garage door. (Thank You Kelli)!

One of my earliest customers yesterday was a gal I grew up with. They had a farm too.
Rare within our school district, (Howard Suamico), even in those days.
Mary had just come from her sisters house...
Her sister has a daughter, 32, who during the last few weeks of her pregnancy was feeling poorly. After a few blood tests it was determined to do a C~Section to deliver baby early.
Baby is doing very well.
His mama died early yesterday morning.
An extremely rare cancer of the liver that feeds off of hormones. Her pregnancy made it grow so very fast...
So sad for everyone.

While Mary was here, she offered to go upstairs to the attic of the garage. I have been putting this off because of my back. Up she went!
After an hour of searching and finding things, she had also handed me some of the old crates that we had used for picking strawberries and raspberries. (Just seeing them made me feel like my back was burnt and my fingers were red)!
Funny, this intense power of recall that I have...
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Does anyone know anything about old fruit crate labels?

We never had given these a second thought until yesterday.

Here are a few that were up there...

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(They are locked up now until I find out more about them).
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Lots of traffic through here on this Labor Day weekend. Most people in search of school clothes. (This comes as no surprise)!
And so I have sold a few of those, making it possible for me to put a few more bags out.

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Casey was out to help yesterday too.
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Sassy, (but kinda cute)!
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Laurie's youngest son Brett also came out- Casey helped him try to figure out his work- an essay for college- (Some Psychology that baffles even the most articulate minds).
Insert my foot stomping here. I did not even take ONE single picture of the two of them together! Mad about that too.
While he was here, Sean called from Iraq! I am so proud of them all. Sean is the middle son.
Mike is Laurie's oldest- Father of Baby Mariah.
CLICK HERE to visit Mariahs CaringBridge pages.
Please leave them a comment while you are there.
***In Miss Micki's own words,
"I will close this post by saying the words everyone is writing in the guestbook is what has been keeping me strong these past few days. We are overwhelmed with the amount of support and prayers that are being said for Mariah. It gives me great comfort that Mariah has inspired so many people in her very short life. She is and always will be loved by so many people.
God Bless,
Micki"
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I'd better fly for now- Much to do today to prepare for the picnic tomorrow.
Here is a link to my other Labor Day entries.
http://flintville.multiply.com/tag/labor_day
Scroll about 1/3rd of the way down to read "The History of it all..."
or CLICK HERE to read about how this all has come to pass.

And pass it will.
This will be the last year for it.
At the very least, the last year to have it here.

My friend Harold stopped in Saturday- He has been a real estate agent around Green Bay for many years. I spoke with him at length. He will be getting back to me soon. There are plenty of homes on the market so I should have a lions share to choose from. I told him Hobart; or areas north, possibly Upper Michigan.
I know I sound like this is easy. But I assure you it is not.

I'd better close for now...
But before I do I have two questions...
Does anyone ever click on any of my links?
And do you know anything about those labels?

Hope you are all enjoying this notoriously 'last' weekend of summer!

Love to all!

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Sunday August 31, 2008 - 08:28am (CDT)

West Virginia ~and~ Michael Phelps?

Good Evening...

Time to put my feet up (in a few), but wanted to share something with you before I do.

I received an email from my cousin today.

The email was entitlted:

"How West Virginians View the Rest of the USA."

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IZZAT SO ?!?!?

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Now on an unrelated matter...

I also received an email of the very earliest picture of Michael Phelps.

NOTE:
If you don't know who Michael Phelps is, your rock is obviously bigger than my own...

Attack on the record books
CLICK HERE.
Michael Phelps went a perfect 8-for-8 in Beijing, breaking Mark Spitz's single-Games record for gold medals. He swam 17 times over nine days and broke the world record in four of his five individual swims. His three relay teams also set world marks.

However, getting back to his earliest picture...

(You may be shocked)...


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Have a 'wunnaful' weekend!

XOXO
Me

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Hey!!!

Where IS Everyone???

Rattlesnake Eggs for Breakfast! (Odd Wisconsin Archives)...

http://www.wisconsinhistory.org/odd/archives/002432.asp

"Odd Wisconsin Archive
Rattlesnake Eggs for Breakfast

Thomas G. Anderson (1779-1875) was a fur-trader in northwestern Wisconsin in the opening years of the 19th century. He spent the winter of 1811-1812 sixty miles from his nearest neighbor, and when the spring thaw came about March 20th, he headed south to Prairie du Chien. From there he turned up the Wisconsin River for Green Bay with his flotilla of canoes loaded with 330 buffalo robes and 10 packs of beaver and other pelts, worth several thousand dollars.
"It being early in the season," he recalled many years later, "and hard work for the men to stem the strong current of the Wisconsin River, I permitted them to..."


What a neat story!
Click above to read...

XOXO
Anne

10 Thoughts- (It's Still Tuesday)...

 

This picture is damn hilarious
I needed the smile...

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Good Evening Everyone...

# 1.
I'm hungry-
Not the "I could use a sandwich hungry", but tummy~rumbling~hungry.
Nothing I have on hand will take care of this. And I will NOT be visiting any of your blogs if you say the "f" word... (food)
Only a very thick, very rare, well marbled, fresh steak would help.
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Casey took this picture as we drove through the field
and stole a few veggies.
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But I shouldn't have stolen the melon-
God got me for that...
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Sadly, I am STILL craving a fresh watermelon...
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# 2.
Something about tonight has me upset.
One of those weird and inexplicable feelings an unfavorable kismet; an unwelcome sword of damocles...
(I think of the garage door that almost fell on my head once).
Gratefully these feelings do not happen often. But on nights like this I am almost afraid to close my eyes to sleep, and am happy that Casey lives with Greg.

It also makes me very thankful for my dogs-
One outside.
One in.
Neither of them tiny nor incapable.
There is a real sense of safety with them here.
...(And then there is always my shotgun)...
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I have too much stuff in the old shed-

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And I have yet to post my sale in the paper...
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# 4.
I took an awesome picture at Kelli's the other night-
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Not of the horses,
but of the strangest orbs I have ever seen...
I have left it full size for you.
The sun was setting.
Breeze and May awaited their supper.

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# 5.
Kelli has just gotten tickets to the Monday Night Season Opener in Green Bay...

I am almost jealous!
More, I am so happy for her!

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I am missing my parents...
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They were such good people
..Somewhere they still are!

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# 7.
I broke my little air pump.
The front left tire on the Cub Cadet goes flat every now and then.
I had a bit to mow, west of the old garage, and the tire was flat.
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The pump itself seems to have had a blowout.
It is dead.

Thankfully garbage day is tomorrow...
Even more thankfully, my neighbor came and inflated my tire!
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# 8.
I don't know how these flowers remain alive during this drought...
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But I am glad they do remain so pretty.

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# 9.
I gave birth 30 years ago this morning...
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8 pounds, 14 ounces,
23 ½ inches long.
Happy Birthday, Jenne.

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# 10.
I think my thyroid pills give me gas.
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Have a grand rest of tonight- and a better tomorrow!

XOXO
Me

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Tuesday August 26, 2008 - 10:53pm (CDT)