Ten years from now I would like to see hovercrafts and moving sidewalks.
And an insanely obese population. (I wouldn't like that, that's just a side effect of the moving sidewalks.)
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Surprise, surprise. If you knew me in college, you knew when it came to food, nothing could be done right. Chicken turned grey, bread went moldy, and I somehow imagined to do the absolute impossible; I ruined ramen noodles.
Listen closely, friends. Something magical happened when I got married. I became quite the domestic wife. (Dear Cami Brantly, that doesn't mean I became a domestic animal. I'm still very human.) It means I can COOK! Not only that, but I can cook well. Very well. If you're lucky I might start sharing recipes and photos of food.
Mmmmmmm. Food.
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Figure it out:
I'm not afraid of bees/hornets/wasps.
I am insanely afraid of bugs that can sting.
I'm pregnant.
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Trick question, I don't want a pet.
But if I did, it would be a baby.
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Also, just for kicks.
My husband calls me a reester.
I feel completely justified. I'm on vacation.
...And I am insanely backed up.
Have a lovely day :)
Monday, August 13, 2012
making up for lost time,

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Allie Cox
- I tend to live by this motto -
"Speak what you feel, not what you ought to say."
- W. Shakespeare
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