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Pride and other sins


http://www.yourldsneighborhood.com/newsletters/wednesday_20100901.html

Actually, just pride. And selfishness. I just wanted to share.

Thank you, Joan for seeing it and sending it to me.

Thank you, Unknown Person, who submitted it.

I'm glowing.

Can you feel it?

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  1. Kristina P.September 2, 2010 at 8:18 PM

    Well, isn't that delightful and awesome!

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  2. Keep Your Sunny Side UpSeptember 2, 2010 at 8:52 PM

    Congratulations! I can be proud of you!

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  3. AmySeptember 2, 2010 at 11:57 PM

    How exciting and validating! Don't forget about all us little people you passed on your way to fame and glory. :P

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  4. CountessLaurieSeptember 3, 2010 at 6:51 AM

    Yay! And a great, thought-provoking post too! Well deserved!!

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  5. Lisa @ Pulsipher PageSeptember 3, 2010 at 2:07 PM

    Wow, very cool! Great post.

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  6. M-CatSeptember 3, 2010 at 2:08 PM

    So so COOL! Yay for you!

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    Congrats!
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    I'm a new follower from Boost My Blog Friday.
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    I have fun giveaways going on now too!

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  9. By Word of MouthSeptember 4, 2010 at 5:15 AM

    Can't wait to read all about you later today, better than magazines!
    Followed you from the hop!
    LOVED your wax story!!!

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    Love your site...so cute and clever.

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