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Frayed Edges, also! Sunday, September 19, 2010. Hopefully at the start of 2011, I will be able to get back to quilting and blogging here. Until then, I hope all with enjoy the fall and winter coming up. And Please remember life is short so enjoy your loved ones. And tell them that you love them. Links to this post. Monday, April 20, 2009. What color are you? If you could be any color which one would it be. If you want to take the challenge then lets begin. Add things that can only make that color better.CONTENT
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Thursday, December 31, 2009. Look back at where I was a decade ago. As I mentioned in my last post, the past ten years seemed to highlight an era that was replete with dreamers.
Deviant since Aug 14, 2003. This is the place where you can personalize your profile! By moving, adding and personalizing widgets. You can drag and drop to rearrange. You can edit widgets to customize them.
Literally the only original content i ever post is pictures of my glorious dog.
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Exploits, adventures, and tragedies of an ordinary woman. I look beyond the horizon of my soul, searching. For connection in the vast wasteland of my being. Restlessness, agitation rule my waking time. Dreams, insomnia tick away the hours until dawn. The tears come suddenly, frequently. They anger me, these unbidden rivulets. I have no right to wallow and complain. I did not lose my hair.