Why I can't stop: Resolutions melt like snow in the springtime
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
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
Blog Archive
-
▼
2006
(86)
-
▼
January
(23)
- the list
- everything is a wreck
- god bless america
- a sad day for dogs
- our peers
- civic duty
- framed
- broken heart surgery
- dog days of winter
- the pot at the end of the rainbow
- the christian right
- houseguests
- what the hey?
- that's cold
- moxie and the vacuum
- bite me
- straight marriage
- so blond
- away game
- appliances
- dogging it
- pet zoo
- last snowfall of the year
-
▼
January
(23)
About Me
- 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.
2 comments:
This is why you need something real. Something you can hold on to.
Something that can sink its teeth into you. Or is the other way around?
Woof.
scenario familiaris por moi
Post a Comment