Archive for June, 2007
Daniel: I let Emmet outside for a good bit. I think he got stung by a bee though.
me: WHAT
Daniel: but he’s alright
me: how do you know?
Daniel: I saw him fighting a flying bug and then he jumped like it bit him or stung
me: LOL
Daniel: maybe not tho
me: that was fucking hilarious to read
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The old magnolia that so elegantly frames my house in the top photo was cut down yesterday. It was badly weakened by a vascular disease, caused by old root damage, so it didn’t have long. […]
Jan 1, 2006
I Love:
The way she stops dead in her tracks.
Her accent on the word “Poop” like “Puuip”
The way she holds her finger to her nose.