when words fail me, which is often, I paint. When words work for me and are available on time, I am surprised.
Friday, July 27, 2007
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when words fail me, which is often, I paint. When words work for me and are available on time, I am surprised.
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un pauvre stacy.
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Love.
I'm often left wondering the same thing.
I sometimes feel that way and then realize I just don't always time to get to everyone..My life is painting the house right now and discovering sore muscles from scraping all day in hot humid weather..sorry I haven't been by!!
I'd quit and blog full time, if it was up to me.
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