So Friday, we meet again. This weekend is shaping up to be a busy one! Tonight, Andrew's work Christmas party. Tomorrow night, Ugly Sweater Party. Sunday, family time! Mixed in will be some crafting for Christmas gifts, wrapping of said gifts & hopefully getting some relaxing time in. I haven't written any letters lately so here we go... Dear Friday, how nice of...
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Don't make fun of me for the title, my uncle posted it to Facebook earlier this morning and I chuckled at it... Therefore it became today's title. I wonder how many people are going to be getting married today, or doing everything they can to have their babies?!? I mean, if I were in any position where this day could be made significant...
First, get your head out of the gutter... Sheesh. Moving on, Christmas shopping. For some, this is an easy task and many have been done with their shopping for some time. Not this girl. Nope. On a scale of one to being completely done... I would say I'm at a four. Yeah yeah yeah, I know, I need to get my act together but...
One Art By: Elizabeth Bishop The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where...
