



it started as random ramblings (that I'm still blaming on Heddy) about life, guiding, Pax Lodge, knitting, postcards and whatever else spewed forth from my keyboard...it hasn't changed too much, except now J is part of our life. And well, I write a lot about her and not as much (as I used to) about those other things
SHA-NON! What the heck! Why does this keep happening! This better be it ;)
ReplyDeleteI KNOW!!! It's just a bit tender today, but on Friday night I couldn't sleep on my left side...but doesn't back luck come in threes? so now it's someone else's turn or something like that...
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