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January 09, 2007



So, I feel that I didn't tear apart the fruit basket. Poor, much-maligned me.

God, that's some awful consonance.

Like this entry. Glad I got credit for pushing the gate the right direction.



So, I laughed so hard that I woke my one year old down the hall- perhaps you would like to go put him back to sleep? On second thought, I have it on very good authority that you are a "very scary woman" so perhaps that isn't the best idea.

Thank you for the laugh.

Wacky Mommy

It would be my kids' dream come true to have me locked out of the house. They'd put in a DVD, break out the cookies and sodapop, then wave to me from the couch. Control! at last...

Glad you finally got back in.

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