----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cheese It's time for a new calendar. The problem with calendars is that you either have to have a plain one with no photos or you have to find one with twelve (TWELVE!) photos you actually LIKE. This is a problem for my picky, picky self, and I usually just end up waiting for the cheese-tastic one my mother sends every year so I don't have to take responsibility for it. This gives me something to laugh at all year. Her for sending it, and me for glorying in it. This is something I do often. Glory in the cheese. 11:13 a.m. - 2007-12-22 |
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