Monthly Archives: March 2011

Day Twenty-Four: Something Embarassing In Your Room*

What’s more embarassing – the voodoo ferility charm from New Orleans that’s still (?) in my nightstand drawer (from back when we were trying to conceive on our own) or the baggie of pot that has long gone stale because I never … Continue reading

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Day Twenty-Three: Favorite Music Video*

I can’t remember the last time I watched videos on Much Music, MTV or VH1 other than at the gym – and when I did, it was probably in high school and I was mostly likely breathless with anticipation of … Continue reading

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Day Twenty-Two: Picture Of You On This Day*

So let me say this about this particular photo. I’m suffering from my first cold in over two years, I didn’t sleep last night because Clara is refusing to sleep in her crib and when she’s in bed with us, … Continue reading

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Day Twenty-One: Favorite Movie Quote*

This was a little too easy – I’m going with the movie quote that I (sometimes subconsciously) use a lot around here, and it’s this: “Bacon tastes gooood. Pork chops taste gooood.” It also helps that I love bacon so … Continue reading

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Day Twenty: A 10+ Year Old Picture*

My ‘official’ photo for this challenge is this one, taken when I was visiting Tay in Colorado when we were doing the long distance thing for those 14 months. I think this was my first visit in 1995, so I … Continue reading

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Day 17.1: A Childhood Picture*

Apparently I lied the other day when I said I only had a couple of photos from my childhood – I was looking for photos for today’s challenge and I came across the photos below. I see so much of … Continue reading

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Day Nineteen: Something That Made You Smile Today*

This morning I noticed Clara playing off by herself with one of her dolls. She had the doll cradled in her lap and was patting her with her pudgy little hands and then, when I watched, she lifted the doll … Continue reading

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