On a sadder note, Big Grey cat has gone missing, and I was informed today by Alan that ShingleMill the cat was hit by a car and he was buried in Alan's yard. Alex is going to be heartbroken. I know I am.
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- derfina
- I love a lot. I wait a lot. I try to find a lot to laugh at. I don't usually have trouble with that. I pray a lot. I'm not always sure who or what I pray to, but I firmly believe that prayer makes a difference. I try not to panic very often. I try to learn something new every day. I spend a lot of time poking my nose into other peoples' bidness via their blogs. I clean up an awful lot of feathers. You can dress me up, but you can't really take me out. I travel a lot when I can find bird sitters and we take them with us when I can't. I drink, prolly to excess, but I rarely get sick because my body is a hostile environment to germs (or maybe no SELF RESPECTING germ would LIVE in my body?) I collect: gnomes, passport stamps, MONEY-preferably US dollars or Euros, red headed womyn and chicks named Stephanie. My Momma taught me many many years ago that girls don't fart, they foosie. She taught me lots of other chit too. Thanks for stopping by-leave me a comment and let me know you were here, feel free to link to me, or email me at jacquelynn.fortner@gmail.com
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Thursday, September 18, 2008
Addendum: There Are Angels in Moss Point
I got back from a quick run to town to take care of errands, and happened to glance at the house as I was turning onto ShingleMill Landing Road and (I don't know whether to be happy or embarrassed) my grass has been cut! For awhile I thought I had a magic blog. I later found out that someone had heard me bitching about the lawnmower up at the Oaks and had his son come cut it. I don't even remember ranting about it other than here. Dallas and Vint, you are my heroes!
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