Monday, August 3, 2009

Caught up

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Whats wrong with this picture? I bet her face can tell the story. Guilty mutt.
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Mr. B and Betsy on Friday night snoogle pallet.
And on that note.
It just doesn't seem like the weekend if we sleep in our own bed. We're pretty weird, I know, but hear me out. Building a pallet on the weekends is like going to a sleepover on Friday and Saturday night. Except with your mate.
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This is Mr. B's picture of a summer evening study session. This which I might be doing a lot more of than tending my blog.
Oh blog, I love this blog.
I adore people who read it too.
Yes, you.

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