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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...
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May
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- I'm being fried up crisp from the inside.
- Shooter Bell
- Wrapping things up
- DATE!
- Whew.
- The Squid and the Whale and Me
- Update
- I've gone insane.
- Perfect.
- Various joys
- This weekend
- I don't understand.
- I'm proud of myself. This week...
- Feeling what the other half feels.
- If my kids knew what "Schizophrenic" was, they wou...
- Tearful reunion...well on my part. He just laughe...
- =/
- What an awesome day.
- Little kids are awesome.
- Brownies and peas go flying.
- And the winner is...
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May
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2 comments:
I heart you Val.
you can come vaccuum my house! Then you'll feel glad that your house wasn't as gross as mine!
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