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Darcen & Susan: Pioneer Woman!
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Thursday, May 20, 2010. I have been following Ree Drummond's (a.k.a. The Pioneer Woman's) blog for the past few years. Amber (my sister-in-law) introduced me to her blog, and I've been following it every since. I've really enjoyed reading the story of how her and her husband met and got married, and she posts great recipes all the time. My sister, Tara, got me her cookbook for Christmas, and I've loved cooking out of it! Moments before the meeting. She was super nice! Posted by Susan @ 4:36 PM.
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Darcen & Susan: Holden Beach
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Thursday, May 20, 2010. This past weekend, we went to Holden Beach to hang out with some friends. James and Nikki graciously let us all stay at their friend's beach house! This is the view from upstairs balcony. It was such a beautiful, relaxing weekend, and we really enjoyed hanging out with everyone! Mary, Nikki, Me, and Amber. Brian, James (Aulden), Darcen, and Cray. There were so many jelly fish on the beach! Aulden is so adorable! He is such a happy little baby. :). Posted by Susan @ 6:36 PM.
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Darcen & Susan: January 2006
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Tuesday, January 31, 2006. Words from the Wise. Upon wise counsel from my intelligent and incredibly good-looking roommate and friend extraordinaire, LD (aka Alexa), I have decided (she has decided) that posting a picture of the bridemaid apparel would be taking away from the final unveiling on July 14th, 2006. Sorry to awaken any hopes. Posted by Susan @ 8:21 PM. Half the Bridsmaid Apparel.done! Well, I gotta go give my bro a call.I hope all of you are doing well! Posted by Susan @ 8:11 PM. Alexa is a 2...
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A Beautiful Journey: We’re Expecting but...
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Sunday, February 8, 2009. We’re Expecting but. I am not pregnant! We are embarking on a beautiful journey to adopt a child. We have always wanted a large family, and at this point feel that God is calling us to love a child who needs a family! We are not exactly how things will work out, but that is okay, because God takes care of the details. I am not worried. Many of you may be wondering why.and part of me simply wants to say why not? Now I know many of you are wondering what type of child this will be...
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The Despairs of The Human Mind: October 2006
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The Despairs of The Human Mind. Saturday, October 28, 2006. Each Day A Life. Each Day A Life. I count each day a little life,. With birth and death complete;. I cloister it from care and strife. And keep it sane and sweet. With eager eyes I greet the morn,. Exultant as a boy,. Knowing that I am newly born. To wonder and to joy. And when the sunset splendours wane. And ripe for rest am I,. Knowing that I will live again,. O that all Life were but a Day. Sunny and sweet and sane! I sleep to wake again.".
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The Despairs of The Human Mind: May 2006
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The Despairs of The Human Mind. Monday, May 29, 2006. What to do, what to do. Posted by Poetic bum at 4:46 PM. Thursday, May 25, 2006. The mad mans sermon. The mad mans sermon. Feel free to love,. And Love all that is free,. Sing praises to both friends and fiends a like,. Stick to your morals when push comes to shove. Do not be afraid of what you can’t see,. Tell not the bum asking for change to take a hike. Feel both blue and happy or what they would seem, But not too much of either,. As is the tendency.
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The Despairs of The Human Mind: July 2006
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The Despairs of The Human Mind. Saturday, July 22, 2006. He strikes again. He phones. We have caller ID. I see its him, she isn't home so I let it ring. Right after he phones again! I pick up and say in my tired voice, "Dude shes not home", and he replies " wow that atitude" and hangs up. I AM GOING MAD! I keep telling myself, (and this partialy joking, Ok mostly) "I must not hug my axe. I must not hug my axe. I must not hug my axe." But its getting difficult, and I want to hurt him! And acts like he 16!
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The Despairs of The Human Mind: November 2006
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The Despairs of The Human Mind. Thursday, November 30, 2006. Who remember the Littlest Hobo. Not so much. I need more right now then to just see a pretty girl. I think I need a kiss atleast. Oh well. So who here remembers the Littlest Hobo, ( and no Kevin not you). The one with the dog? There's a voice that keeps on calling me. Down the road is where I'll always be. Every stop I make, I'll make a new friend. Can't stay for long, just turn around and I'm gone again. Maybe tomorrow, I'll want settle down,.
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Inexpressible Joy: July 2006
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Monday, July 24, 2006. Sunshine, won't you be my mother? Sunshine, come and help me sing. Crooked soul trying to stay up straight. Dry eyes in the pouring rain. The shadow proves the sunshine. The shadow proves the sunshine. Hold fast till the break of daylight when. The shadow proves the sunshine. The shadow proves the sunshine. I'm a crooked soul trying to stay up straight. Let my shadows prove the Sunshine. Posted by Katelyn at 6:38 PM. View my complete profile. Listen and be Amazed. The Joy of June.
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The Despairs of The Human Mind: April 2006
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The Despairs of The Human Mind. Tuesday, April 25, 2006. I worte this years ago when something like this had happened. And just so everyone knows I am not upset. I'm not wallowing in my pain. This is just a poem of mine. And I feel like posting it. Your absence make me cry with pain. I miss your smile, you lips,. And no sense of shame. Your face haunts my tortured memories. And in them I find no blessed remedies,. I look upon your picture with heartache,. And when I look away only one thing do I take,.
