In order to get on my treadmill, I have to remove two bouncing balls, two skipping toys, two stick-horses, my daughter’s purse, and a Hannah Montana wig.
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Seems to me, it’s more of a pain than the workout itself.
Forget your troubles; come read about mine
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Once upon a time there was a plane crash.
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Oceanic 815, broke apart and fell onto an island in the south Pacific; also known as
the Island of Beautiful Plane-Crash-Surviving-People.
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The Beautiful People amazingly found an enormous food supply, walkie-talkies, guns, strange tunnels and hidden rooms filled with static-laden televisions and big syringes. But, on the downside they also found polar bears and a big, black cloud that mysteriously kills people.
The Beautiful People amazingly found an enormous food supply, walkie-talkies, guns, strange tunnels and hidden rooms filled with static-laden televisions and big syringes. But, on the downside they also found polar bears and a big, black cloud that mysteriously kills people.
All the while, there were numbers everywhere.
These numbers…4, 8, 15, 16, 23 and 42.
And, if you think they don’t mean anything, that’s because they don’t mean anything.
But luckily, or unluckily, depending on your perspective, there were others on this island. Others who were crazily enough called…
The Others.
As nice as you would expect people named The Others to be. They did bad things, like kidnap and gag the Beautiful People, who were then taken to cages where they had to do pet tricks for fish biscuits.
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Alas, the Beautiful People could not be held down! They schemed, planned and talked about being rescued by Penny’s boat. Only it was NOT Penny’s boat.
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Even though it wasn’t Penny’s boat, people still showed up to save them from The Others, and the polar bears, and the big black cloud.
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No, not those people, but some other ones.
But, when one of the rescuers saw the Beautiful People he said, ”Rescuing your people? I can’t really say it’s our primary objective.” Ruh Roh!
Boys and girls, I would like to tell you that this fairy tale ends well and that the Beautiful People lived happily ever after…but, I can’t. As much as this fairy tale has sucked me in…I can’t tell you how it ends, because unfortunately I’m still LOST.
I love flowers and plants and like to surround myself with them.
These are just some of the examples of my green thumb…
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These are fresh flowers my husband brought home last week.
This is a plant I’ve had since
I went to college 19 years ago (yikes…I’m old).
This is a plant in my kitchen.
This is a plant in my kitchen.
A friend gave me this plant about six or seven years ago.
And, my daughter hand-painted this pot and gave me
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