As Chumbawamba would say, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You're never gonna keep me down." And yes, unfortunately THAT just happened. I referenced my recovery to an overplayed 90s anarcho-punk band. I must be in a state of desperation. I blame the meds. And lack of sleep.
Anyways, I hope your weekend brings lots of pretty pastels and dyed Easter eggs. And whatever you do beware of my husband's family this weekend or you might get cracked in the head with a hard boiled egg. While attending my first Easter with them I received a nice
Here are some links around the web on this Good Friday! Oh and Go Badgers!!!
What your name means...there is a lot of truth on this site
I want this
You ain't messing with my Bucky
In honor of tonight's premier
Tree Heaven!
Too cute to eat
Would you ever try this?
A perfect bracelet to gift
The next book I'm reading
He is risen
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