Pix, I'm sorry. That sounds difficult.
The wake was awful. Tons of people, especially teenager and the mother is understandably falling apart.
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Pix, I'm sorry. That sounds difficult.
The wake was awful. Tons of people, especially teenager and the mother is understandably falling apart.
Our soon to be ex stove has a 'do not touch: Dalek' sign on it now.
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We are NOT getting foreclosed on.
Spinny head. And my husband has told me to get paint chips for the kitchen, bathroom and stairway hall this week, and we have reached a decision on Mr. Dog.
Yay, Erin!
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Wow, Erin, what a roller coaster!
Very glad your stove did not explode, Sox
Erin, that sounds like a move in the right direction! Best of luck!
I know; it's crazy. I'm still not holding my breath or anything. I mean, too much back and forth.
The front door and porch of my new apartment. [link] You can't really see it that well in the picture, but those squares above the door are a multi-colored stained glass transom.
Hil, that is GORGEOUS!
Looking through my snowpocalypse pictures, and this one [link] is still kind of freaking me out. I took that from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, looking toward the Washington Monument. Entire monument disappeared!