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This darling woman is starting out her business of blog design.  If you have been following my blog at all, you will already know that I am compulsively indecisive about my blog look. This is because I have not found the perfect look for my blog.  She is going to make a header that is uniquely me. For free!

This is way better than those free squash I leave in your unlocked car in August.

Check her out.  She also has great prices for a complete blog design.

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  1. June Freaking CleaverApril 18, 2010 at 7:14 AM

    It was YOU? Thanks for thinking I need to improve my vegetable intake...but next time, leave a wad of cash, and I'll buy broccoli - I promise.

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  2. Small HouseApril 18, 2010 at 8:06 AM

    I'm having to smile as I read your past few posts. My husband had a yellow lab that he named Sunny. I HATED that dog. Actually I'm not really a dog lover at all,but I can tolerate them. Not Sunny though. One day she ran off to play as labs do (AUGH!) and never came back. I wasn't really sad about that.

    Love your blog! Fun to read.
    Have a good day.
    Sandra

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  3. CountessLaurieApril 20, 2010 at 10:34 AM

    Um, just how far exactly will you drive to leave squash in my car in August? I do enjoy a drive-by squashing, just so you know.

    Can't wait to see the header!!

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