throaty whisper

Ah – so my tonsils no longer feel like they’re being constantly skewered by forks. I think that can be unconditionally called a “”Good“”

i went to bowling with bloggers on saturday. Max kept trying to run up the stairs and out the door. Apparently he’s feeling a bit shy lately. Didn’t actually bowl – would’ve been hard to corral the boy and do that alone.

Lance Cameron Kidwell

23 January 2005

Posted in Miscellania

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