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August | 2016 | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. Monthly Archives: August 2016. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. August 24, 2016. Every time I spot a piece of litter on the ground, I blame it on the little red-headed girl who bullied her way into the neighborhood. And let me tell ya, I see a LOT of litter. Like, every…single… day. … Continue reading →. And the Winner Is…. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. And They Called It Puppy Love…. What to My All-American Eyes Should Appear. On STRANGE DAYS INDEED.
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STRANGE DAYS INDEED | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. And the Winner Is…. January 10, 2017. The way Donald Trump has behaved since his victory reminds me a bit of Michael Jackson. And I’m sensing some of that same “let’s pretend he didn’t say/do/tweet that” happening with Trump. Ever since the election yes, the one I was dead wrong about – it’s been one “HUH? 8221; Trump headline after another. There are soooooo many to choose from, but one of my favs was the photo op with Trump and Kanye West. And how about Carl Paladino, w...
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November | 2016 | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. Monthly Archives: November 2016. And the Winner Is…. November 4, 2016. When I was a kid, I remember asking my Dad to divulge who he voted for in the presidential election, but he’d never told me. I’d plead with him to fess-up, but he wouldn’t, even though I could be what … Continue reading →. And the Winner Is…. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. And They Called It Puppy Love…. What to My All-American Eyes Should Appear. On STRANGE DAYS INDEED.
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And They Called It Puppy Love… | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. What to My All-American Eyes Should Appear. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl… →. And They Called It Puppy Love…. April 10, 2016. We lost our beloved mutt Sammy over a year ago, still missed her and weren’t actively looking for a replacement. But, like many love stories, this. one happened unexpectedly. It all started in February. I was with a friend whose son texted her a photo of three puppies. Now pay attention, because this puppy tale takes a long and winding road.
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May | 2015 | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. Monthly Archives: May 2015. The Emperor Has No Theater…. May 19, 2015. Here’s some exciting Philadelphia news: Folks, we’re not adding another boring pizza parlor to the Main Street in my neighborhood, we’re welcoming a “Pizza Theater. As Saturday Night Live’s Church Lady used to say, Isn’t that SPECIAL? Pizza Theater is … Continue reading →. And the Winner Is…. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. And They Called It Puppy Love…. What to My All-American Eyes Should Appear.
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Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl… | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. And They Called It Puppy Love…. And the Winner Is… →. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. August 24, 2016. Every time I spot a piece of litter on the ground, I blame it on the little red-headed girl who bullied her way into the neighborhood. And let me tell ya, I see a LOT of litter. Like, every…single… day. And many a time, the trash has a picture of that little girl on it…. But have no fear, America, business is BOOMING. Of course, it’s not. Wendy’s litter I see.
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And the Winner Is… | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. STRANGE DAYS INDEED →. And the Winner Is…. November 4, 2016. When I was a kid, I remember asking my Dad to divulge who he voted for in the presidential election, but he’d never told me. I’d plead with him to fess-up, but he wouldn’t, even though I could be what a child psychologist might define as “acutely persistent.”. 8221; My Mom was fond of beginning a lot of her conversations with me with the phrase “Don’t tell. Well, as a humor ...
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Just another WordPress.com site. Same as you - been through life, death, love, loss, laughs and then some. January 10, 2017. The way Donald Trump has behaved since his victory reminds me a bit of Michael Jackson. It bugged me when people glossed over Jackson’s utter strangeness – marrying his plastic surgeon’s employee as his broodmare, hanging out with underage male … Continue reading →. And the Winner Is…. November 4, 2016. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. August 24, 2016. April 10, 2016. 8221; Fo...
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September | 2014 | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. Monthly Archives: September 2014. GOODBYE, GIRL’S BEST FRIEND. September 2, 2014. We had to say goodbye to our beloved Sammy Girl last week. I have mentioned before how our story began about a dozen years ago, when I begged my hubby if we could take in my niece’s dog, Sammy. A … Continue reading →. And the Winner Is…. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. And They Called It Puppy Love…. What to My All-American Eyes Should Appear. On STRANGE DAYS INDEED.
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January | 2017 | BonesBlog
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Just another WordPress.com site. Monthly Archives: January 2017. January 10, 2017. The way Donald Trump has behaved since his victory reminds me a bit of Michael Jackson. It bugged me when people glossed over Jackson’s utter strangeness – marrying his plastic surgeon’s employee as his broodmare, hanging out with underage male … Continue reading →. And the Winner Is…. Cursing That Little Red-Headed Girl…. And They Called It Puppy Love…. What to My All-American Eyes Should Appear. On STRANGE DAYS INDEED.
