Just because

I love to send ecards. Mostly because I hate leaving my house to stand in front of a rack of cards… my problem? I bawl.. at every card.. something about sentiment that makes the tears just well up. And I’m embarassed to bawl in public over sugary pink paper. I…

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Tagging Myself

No one ever tags me.. I wonder if they are doing me a favor.. I’m tagging myself… stolen from Karen A- Attached or Single? : Attached B- Best Friend: Shel (the attachee!) C- Cake or Pie: Pie please.. fresh fruit pie, with coffee D- Drink of Choice: Coffee.. I don’t…

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Hedonistic Eating

Isn’t that a beautiful phrase? Hedonistic Eating…. sigh.. That was me tonight.. I’d had enough Kashi Cookies and salad and all those things that you are supposed to eat. Shel and I went bonkers… we ate a gut busting feast of pure, unadulterated garbage. Allow me to recap. Boston Market…

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