thank you, linder.......
really, i've nothing quite to say about snow.
perhaps there should be a note of gratitude for the day off, the chaise lounge-like leisure, the cookies, (insert the neighborhood scoop-sound of shovels also known as laborieux), the time with my family the stereo played Michael Jackson's Off The Wall against, well then,
yes.
here.
ok enough. i baked cookies. no, i ate cookies. oatmeal chocolate chip.
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Sometimes your blog feels like a snowstorm. So many things get buried. Clicking a link is like lifting a shovel.
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