you’re killing me
So, now Bryan has it. The bug that is not the swine flu, or any flu, but acts just like it. Apparently, Elizabeth didn't have ...
So, now Bryan has it. The bug that is not the swine flu, or any flu, but acts just like it. Apparently, Elizabeth didn't have ...
How could any spring morning that begins with seeing your name on the awning be less than perfect? Okay, maybe it's not in lights on Broadway, ...
I still can't believe I was there just last week. Just for a moment. Which sometimes feels like all I need - just a minute ...
Have I mentioned that it was extremely snowy cold skiing last week? No face plant here - that beard is totally the result of what was ...
Sitting on the couch, knowing I have to post before I can watch LOST, I am sighing. LOUDLY. I've got nothing. I'm browsing my reader, ...
Freshly laundered sheets - bed to myself. Vacation? No; will not catch this. Thanks to Looky, Daddy for the haiku inspiration of late...
Earlier today, when the sun was shining high and it was almost 80 degrees, I remembered that before I started this self-imposed torture Lent blogging ...
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