Well friends. . . You can pick your fiends, and you can pick your nose. But you can't pick the carrots out of your friend's nose.
My mother says that I've been blessed to be born into a family with a long line of goofy women.
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The Elf formerly known as Clay
Mom and I at the Beach
Clay and I
Mom and Clay
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I feel sorry for you Simeon
Failed Parenting (:(
AWWW PopPop Zel--it's not failed parenting-it's that she is proud of her roots!!!
"Simple things amuse us. Welcome" (Sign of welcoming on Ruth Sager's porch for last 35 years, so it does run in the family...)
"Train up a child in the way he should go, even when (s)he is old (s)he will not depart from it."
Prov. 22:6
She just must not be old enough yet?
Christmas list 2009...
1.) Nose Hair Clippers
2.) ...
This picture fills me with a bizarre mixture of unease, horror, and bubbling laughter. I keep coming back to look at it...
Who might be Anonymous ?
What if Anonymous wants to remain...well, anonymous?
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