Why I can't stop: I found Poli in the closet
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This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason
mr. and mrs. jones
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- Claudia
- The sister of the President of the Garden Club, a former journalist (People, Life) and now vacation rental property manager on an island once known as Claudia's Island, Claudia has honed her bedmaking skills and seldom travels without a truckload of substandard chairs.
4 comments:
The similarities between Poly and the non-vampire dog are striking, babe.
I think this is a good thing to bring up with the therapist you don't have.
Moxie may very well be the substitute you don't realize you crave for the daughter who's on the verge of tying the knot and leaving the nest empty.
One thing I can say for you, Angie, you're not dim.
This is too depressing. Please don'r make me cry at work.
You're the one who told me I shouldn't bring him to Mexico because I might loose him!
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