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What Separates Me From the Rest

You know the reason you keep coming back again and again to my blog is my insight and maturity.


This may not be my shining moment. Or maybe it is.

I took this picture off my neighbor's blog.

She took this picture this morning when she got up.
I took this picture just a minute ago from my balcony while I'm on vacation.
Happy Easter, Yolanda.

I might need a new friend.  Applications are currently being accepted.

*Winner of the $60 gift certificate to Mikarose is Joan Ostler! (applause all around). Joan will need to send me her home address within the next 15 minutes week or I will keep it all to myself.

Just kidding about keeping it all to myself. I exult maturity.

Really. I do.

Comments

  1. June Freaking CleaverApril 4, 2010 at 8:19 PM

    LOL

    Yeah, it's the maturity that keeps me coming back, really it is.

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  2. TyneApril 4, 2010 at 8:30 PM

    Hope you are enjoying your vacay! I like the new blog look.

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  3. GinaApril 5, 2010 at 4:49 AM

    I'll have Yolanda, you can have Karen (She got back from Bali this week!)

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  4. CountessLaurieApril 5, 2010 at 8:31 AM

    Poor Yolanda, but that is exactly what is supposed to happen when you are on vacation... everyone else must suffer the icky weather...

    Alright, I'll go in time-out now...

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  5. M-CatApril 5, 2010 at 2:16 PM

    Your a cruel, cruel girl.
    : )

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  6. YolandaApril 6, 2010 at 12:42 PM

    Thank you! I am off to your vacation spot this weekend with a trip to Zion's. Maybe I will see you. My cute dog will stay home where yours was kept in the garage last night due to snow storms and power outage. Being coped up in the garage all night gave Makayla a good run around the neighborhood to get her back into your back yard - it was good exercise.

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  7. YolandaApril 6, 2010 at 12:43 PM

    BTW - we're still friends!
    I was worried after my trip to the blue ocean - oh, I shouldn't have brought that up.
    Friends?

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  8. joeandbridgeApril 6, 2010 at 11:35 PM

    Hi! My name is Bridgette Groschen and I have a blog "The Groschen Goblins". I am hoping around the bloggy world looking for new blogs to follow and who will follow mine. If you have a chance, come check mine blog out! Thanks!

    Bridgette Groschen
    The Groschen Goblins
    www.groschengoblins.com

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