...I was fiddling with a new template...
...and some things went away....
....and I don't have time to find them right now....
...so don't think it's you who is missing stuff....
Good thing I was going to start over with the book list next year. Sure wish I would have got a count, though.
Dearest Sister, you can quit laughing now...
(What I see, What I've been taught, what I've learned, what amazes me...)
December 3, 2008
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3 comments:
I was not laughing! I was smiling smugly...
oopss... for sure.. don't you hate it when that happens... oh well.. the look is neat and tidy!.. I have a sister that laughts at me all the time too.. then she has to recover my mistakes.:D
It is a sister's job in life to laugh at you. Who else could get away with it so often and still be your friend? :) Even when you want to stab them in the eye with a knitting needle....
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