Monday, September 29, 2008
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Occasional musings from a mobile blogger wandering through the South
Greetings, travelers! If you've stumbled here from my Blogger profile I'll interrupt your perusing to say you might like my other blog, "On the Front Porch", better than this one. Originally this was intended for distant family and friends to keep them up to date on the daily minutia of our lives. I can't imagine why anyone else would care. So, if you get bored, or if my children frighten you as they sometimes do me, stop by my other fine blogs:
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September
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- The Grossest Thing EVER
- Celebrating Autumn
- Banzai!
- YouTubing
- Chili Trophy
- Jamming, Ozark Style
- Waiting for the Judges
- Frog
- Rockin' Hair
- The New Archie Andrews
- Super Shaggy Sandwich
- Checking Out Nature
- Smiling, Not Smiling
- Helping Dad
- Breaking My Own Rule
- Feeding Baby Dog
- Going into Space
- Camo Hollyhobby
- Just Like a Man
- You Can't Get Me
- Tristan Likes Goats
- Julius Milks the Cow
- Tristan vs. Goat
- Round and Round
- The Tube
- Car Ride
- Way High
- First Ride of the Fair
- Reading a Story
- Relaxation Station
- Farmer Tristan
- Attack of the Killer Foam Snakes
- At the Hospital
- Tristan Wants One
- Butterfly Whisperer
- Amusing Ourselves
- Cast Iron Cooking
- The Great Bubble Caper
- The Infernal Wait
- Blueberry Mustache
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About Me
- Wendy
- Writer. Noun in charge of verbing, eclectic funmeister, grounded nomad, imaginary friend. Author of The League for the Suppression of Celery.
2 comments:
No, no ... the grossest thing ever was when Alison used to eat mayonaise and mustard sanwiches (nothing else, just the condiments). And if the other kids at school happened to notice that her sandwich was a little bare, she would sigh dramatically and say "dang it, my mom forgot the meat again!"
You're right... it's not the grossest thing ever. Well, maybe that means he will turn out like Alison and if that's the case, I'm okay with it! You did a good job!
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