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One doesn't *become* a Southern lady. You either are, or you are not. No amount of acclimation will make up for a lack of upbringing based on bare feet, good manners, and the mastery of "puddling" rather than sweating.
About Me
- Val
- I'm left handed. Consequently, I always have an ink smudge on my pinkie.
Here, read these.
- West of the Boulevard News
- RVA blogs
- HADUUUUUUKEN HUUUUUUBS
- Dinosaur Comic
- Sprout!
- Sister
- Brother
- My girlfriend, Maura
- Poetry is About Feelings
- Bonus Sister
- Bonus Brother
- The Jennifer Murphy
- Fat Anna Shot a Man in Reno
- Machew
- Matt, the Bastard
- Couch
- Kitty Creehan
- Andi de Mexico Nuevo
- Knitting Sister
- Century Rolls
- Playful Mama
- J in Ric
- Sarah Says
- dooce
Current knits
- MacBook cozy
- Bellini Shawl
Gift Ideas from You to Me!!!
You should visit these everyday...
Blog Archive
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October
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- First the Branch Davidians, now this...
- Too ridiculous to even talk about. But I'm going to.
- The Busy Girl's Guide to a Quality Nap
- Call me Mrs. Glover
- Don't come to my neighborhood between 4 and 11pm
- Bailamos!!!
- Babies, babies, babies
- My crazy-a** dream
- My Pal Sid
- Garth Brooks, Friendly Homeless People, and a litt...
- Oh my, the funniest thing ever.
- Yet another place to witness my wit.
- Birthday countdown
- Hilarity ensues.
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October
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