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I love fall. I love the crisp edge to the air as you pull out your favorite sweaters and smell the burning leaves. Sadlly enough, as I eagerly pull out some very cute fall clothes, I realize fall comes very, very late in the year around here.

So, here I sit, dying of heat exhaustion in my very cute sweater.


In other news, I cannot wait for The Notebook, Walking Tall and Mean Girls to come out on dvd. (Ahem! All great birthday ideas.)

It just occured to me, Walking Tall was the first movie Zeke and I went to see together. Screw it! I am not letting him ruin a perfectly hour and a half of watching The Rock be very hot.

Amy and I have decided we want to live in DC together, I would offer her the benefits of hot guys, hair fixing abilities and makeup. She would offer me the benefits of knowing everyone. This could be quite fun. First I need a job in DC, and then I need a Mini-Cooper. (Hint, Hint)

In other news. I am still dying of heat exhaustion.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

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I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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