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The shockingly nerdy, homemade, duct-tape-arm on my glasses. As usual, my stunning beauty makes it barely noticeable as shown in this self portrait... but I can get to the grocery store legally, ideally without running over anyone until Monday which is payday... which is in turn, new contact lenses day.

:|

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The black hole that my day fed into.

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I babysat my 1 1/2 year old niece today. Here is the evidence... Eleanore was the main mess making consultant, though. My niece was just following directions. Hee hee!

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It's snowing on my only tulip. :(

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House is quiet, except for my nerdily playing Circle of Friends (Edie Brickell) on my guitar- the guitar part is pretty. Took a break to take my pic of the day... because I didn't take any other photos today. :p

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One of the views from the Peace Tower.

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Playing on the stone ruins. He looks like Peter Pan.

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I felt kind of sad for this little mouse. My cat murdered it in the night and didn't so much as have a lick. The little serial killer! Look at its tiny little eerily perfect, pink paws.

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She got a butterfly cookie. Life is good.
(Later this afternoon, the black dye in the body of it left her with a horrible little Hitler moustache.)

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It is always a shocking peek into the Barbie bin.

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The beach..



Photostitch.

PS. I've decided that panoramas don't really count, so I can post 2 pictures when one is included. No, I don't have a good reason why this rule makes sense to me. Think of it as finding a dollar on the road.

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Mud Lake. We saw turtles & ducks, geese, beavers, slugs, snails, bugs and fishies.. and people.

I want to post more photos! Darn my stickler rules.

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My nine year old makes cool little paper ducks.

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And how's YOUR day going, Subscribers? That's diaper rash cream: The most Satanic substance on Earth. Made to protect baby skin from hours of pee ammonia. It's even on her tongue. It will never. ever. ever. wash out of her hair.

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My first request: My Brazilian agate stone guitar pick. I love this guitar pick. It makes even my dead strings sound incredibly bright.

It was given to me as a gift for teaching at guitar camp a couple of years ago.

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This is our wee little 6 inch long African Goliathus Beetle, Mister Lonely. Mister Lonely is dead, but he still whispers to me at night that he wants a live chicken and if I don't deliver it, he will chew my arms off.

Neil brought him all the way home from South Africa for us. Mister Lonely is incredibly disgusting, but too fascinating to get rid of. He was alive once. Eeech.

But look at his face.. and the little feelers/arms that are growing out of it. Awww! he thinks he's people!

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The remains of the last of the glorious brandied peaches that I made in the fall. I, uh... forgot to take a picture before Neil and I inhaled them because we were so excited that there was even a jar left.

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Eleanore tries out her red tricycle in the living room. Mama gets fancy with the Photoshop Cs3.
Fun is had by all.

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I draw monsters between pages in my recipe journal.

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Aw! She lost her shoe in the big covered bridge race.

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Neil is trying to watch the news with Captain Kittybutt. I think Neil is the cat's ass.
(You can't tell me I'm not romantic now)

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Rainy Thursday.

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My daughter informed me at bedtime tonight that she needed a turtle costume for school TOMORROW. That's always great news, right? TEACHERS: please don't rely on your students to tell their parents this information in a timely manner.

Anyhow, I'm crafty, so one hour later: Voila. Seriously, I am showing off because it turned out way better than I thought it would. Not that it's perfect. But it's perfect for the amount of time I'm willing to put in, I guess?

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My pretty little Ovation, hanging on the wall. I love this guitar... I need to change the strings preeeeeetty desperately, though.

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Turbulence.

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Ferdinand's Pinups.

(Happy Easter.)

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I got a tattoo today. I got a strawberry because it represents a happy memory that I have of my lovely niece who passed away in October. Hopefully it will help me with the healing process. If it doesn't, a little bit of physical pain is just a drop in the ocean.

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She insisted on having the lemon. Then she ate the entire thing and didn't even flinch. I was so horrified at the idea that I started involuntarily drooling.

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A Wrinkle in Time (that's the book.).
I like the focused words.