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Dormant: Latent, but capable of being activated
Ocean: our psycho cat; or a global expanse of moving water
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About Me
- Brooke
- I am a 40-something mom of 5 great kids. I can't really say "stay home mom" because I spend so much time driving my kids around that I'm rarely home. So much of my life is focused on the people around me that it's really hard for me to come up with an "About Me" statement. Maybe writing this blog will help me remember who I am. Or maybe it will just end up being more about the people around me. If so, I'm going to move to Nepal and becoming a monk.
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- Only Micah
- Why Don't Mormens Send Flowers?
- Back together again
- I miss Emma
- Too True
- The Band's Visit
- Adana Trying to Get Through Dinner
- What's Cooking? Dolma (stuffed peppers)
- Bainbridge Island Youth Orchestra (accompanied by ...
- 'Nuff said.
- Sometimes, I wish I believed in Global Warming . . .
- Super 2-Wheeler Girl
- If I'd Remembered my Camera . . .
- On loneliness . . .
- She gets me every time!
- Women, Know Your Limits!
- Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day
- Warning: Not for the Squeamish
- 47 degrees, partly sunny, chance of showers
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7 comments:
Yes! We know all about that here is Utah. 80 degrees one day, snow storm the next! Make up your mind!
Exactly. Make up your darned mind. This wouldn't be quite so torturous if we hadn't had that beautiful 80 degree day last week. Sigh.
I know! I had just gotten out my darn bikini, and now I need my snow suit again. Guess I'll just have to keep wearing my bikini inside the house. :0
Just promise to give us some warning before posting those bikini pics on your blog. :-)
Just when you think you've got winter potty-trained ... there it goes and s---- the bed.
I hope Kristi keeps her curtains open. I have a telephoto lens. :)
All right, now. No stalking my blog readers.
(Don't worry, Kristi. He's harmless - unless he's singing up on the catwalk.) ;-)
You guys are hilarious! Trust me Jim, you would have to go to therapy after seeing me in a bikini. It ain't a pretty sight, one that would haunt you for the rest of your life. "nuff said". :)
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