Wednesday, July 29, 2009
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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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- Sitting on the Porch
- Mom's Shoes
- Supposed to be Working
- Biggest Ever!
- Leprechauns
- Cool Dudes
- Work Out
- Big Boy
- Playing
- Kudos to Taco Bell
- We're Always at the Doctor
- I Didn't
- On the Field with Flint
- Waiting to Go
- Jumbotron
- Excited!
- Abandoned Building
- Heading to the River
- Asking for Help for my Friends...
- Gone Again
- Not Good
- On Our Way Home
- Denied
- Last Vitals
- Pudding Cures All
- Groggy, So Groggy
- Trying to Wake Him Up
- He's Out!
- Doc on the Way
- On His Way
- Note to the Doc
- Sticker Fight
- Dad Suits Up
- Dad Goofs Off Too
- Being Goofy
- Sending Out Smoke Signals
- Mom is Annoying
- A Message from Julius
- Jammie Time
- Vitals
- 67 Pounds
- Her Boo
- Coming Up
- Great Views
- Roly Poly
- Off We Go
- Drawing
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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:
I'm SO glad my mom wasn't technologically savvy . . . There'd be pics of me in her heels! And no . . . That wasn't last week . . . LOL
Sloane is seven now and she still tromps all around in my shoes.
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