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Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Change
A much less world-altering change than what is occurring now, but it affects my world. I finally have what is starting to look like a kitchen. And the floor.
'You like me. You really like me." : Sally Field 1985 Acceptance Speech
My first limerick written FOR me by MRT
There once was a blogger named Nor, Who everyone seemed to adore. She'd blog and she'd post, Much more than the most And her readers still clamored for more.
Living my life on a bumper sticker: Destined to be an Old Woman with No Regrets.
See also: Leo; burly girl; rock climber; artist-wanna-be; youngest of six; gassy girl; seeker of truth, laughter and beauty.
8 comments:
What a wonderful change.I can't wait to see the finished product.
Wow, I'll have to come over and cook something for you!
"Zazz?" Isn't that a birth control pill? Awfully big supply you have there on the counter... Wait, no, that's Yaz. My bad.
It's a KITCHEN!! And by golly, it's lovely already.
Really!
I'm liking the white and black/grey stuff.
What's goin' on the floor?
Churlita, neither can I! Likely months from now... but it's moving along.
Monty - Au contraire! I would cook for you!
Squirrel - Oh, seems like you might be having a child someday soon. A little branch so to speak...
Mel - thanks. I'm working on it. Grey tile on the floor. Maybe I'll take a photo and post that someday. I may put it up on the wall too... depends.
Beautiful. I love the clean, light look of the white everywhere.
Actually, I think baby squirrels are called "pups."
I'm hoping this little factoid won't become relevant in my life any time soon.
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