Saturday, July 28, 2007
About Me: I have two blogs I try to keep updated on a regular basis. The Paper Treehouse is what I consider my online diary and Preposterous Ponderings is a place for me to log some of the absurd thoughts that run through my head on any given day. I'm a Paper Artist and a consummate creative procrastinator... I do my best work under pressure... However, I'm completely vested in every project I take on. A couple of years ago I was called a 'Control Freak' and I've finally come to the conclusion it was a correct assessment of my personality and am working on ways to just breathe deep and 'Let Go'... It seems to be working.
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Blog Stops
- Dooce
- Bestest Blog Of All Time
- Preposterous Ponderings
- M's Blog
- Lime's Blog
- Newlywed Girl
- Post Secret
- Extraneous Kickassery
- Looky Daddy
- Whisky Marie
- there's never a line for the men's room
- This is a test
- heavy_on_the_caffeine
- Salvation Amy
Previous Posts
- Perspective
- Kids And Their Toys...
- Atlanta Rose
- A Really Disappointing Number
- Lessons Learned...
- What is it with my head?
- Microsoft Surface Parody
- A Fond Farewell to 'Hot Yoga'
- Hot Yoga - Night #2
- Poetry in Motion
2 Comments:
I knew a girl that threw her back out um...wiping herself, if you know what I mean. I worked with her and she told the biggest blabbermouth that worked there "in confidence".
By the end of the day we all knew. We bought a sympathy card & everyone signed it.
I think to this day she's still mortified.
This happened in 1987, maybe 1988. My sister (19 or 20 at the time) was upstairs getting ready to go out with her idiot boyfriend. He and I (21 at the time, home visiting) were watching a dance show (or maybe it was "Star Search") and he decided to try his hand (so to speak) at breakdancing. We had to take him to the emergency room...he broke his wrist. He and my sister broke up soon after; he never got over the fact that we laughed our heads off the entire time, despite the very real pain he was in.
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