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Bits and Pieces

Random thoughts for today:


- I hate snow

- I hate driving in snow

- I love that my computer is finally fixed

- I love that the peppermint stick my coworker gave me tasted delightful in my morning cup of cocoa

- I love coming home to this cute little girl every day















Can I just break off from the list of random thoughts and say that in leiu of actually finding a husband and starting a family with adorable babies (which seems to be a perpetual stumbling block for me) - my dog is a pretty great place holder. She feeds herself, she sleeps through the night, I can still dress her in cute little sweaters (though the one in the picture is strictly for warmth - not fashion...I haven't quite crossed that line...yet), and best of all - she's already potty trained. I love this dog! Seriosly - who wouldn't want to come home to that adorable face and her cute little tail wagging excitedly?!

Comments

Baby Sister said…
You shouldn't be such a scrooge about snow. ;)

Yes, that would be a cute face to come home to every night. :)
Sarah said…
Except for driving, Snow is Awesome!! It isn't until about April that I decide I am tired of the snow! All I have to say, is that for a snow hater, you are living in the wrong place!!
Unknown said…
I was going to write something clever here and then I had a genius idea. Hate snow? come to St. George! Then I could see that adorable doggie face as well as yours. This is a win win.

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