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Something Baby Blue: Mistake
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Monday, September 19, 2011. I had notes that I wrote in my dresser. I see a page on top of the television. It’s the TV that I bought from a roommate before she moved away. I wonder why this piece of paper is there and I make the mistake of looking at it. It’s not one that I wrote. 2 Singing the blues:. Ugh That is like a punch in the gut. Im sorry. I hope.no, I BELIEVE, youll find someone who gives you that kind of love. You are more than worth it, friend. Diya Aur Baati Hum. View my complete profile.
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Something Baby Blue: July 2010
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Tuesday, July 20, 2010. Under the daylight moon, a stream of confusion, nothing is this bright. The expanding blueness stretches out to offer hope, a false sense of safe. Under the daylight moon comes a hint that the night will fall upon us. Scatter and shuffle to finish before the soft comforts embrace the depleted. I am not scared of the dark. The daylight moon transmits the cue for the noise to lull. The multitude of distress to dissipate. Just a little further away, it is always there. I Got Two, Babe.
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Something Baby Blue: June 2010
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Friday, June 25, 2010. Three fingertip bruises contradict the words that shattered my heart. It wasn’t hard falling for you. I felt drawn in. The force of that pull was more than I could have imagined. And you were always there. With each word, I grew stronger and pinned my hopes a little higher. I felt connected on every level, sharing so many of the same ideals and values. 3 Singing the blues. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Attack of the Redneck Mommy.
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Something Baby Blue: November 2011
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Thursday, November 10, 2011. Refrigerator, refrigerator, fridge. 2 Singing the blues. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Attack of the Redneck Mommy. Baby in the City. Bread Crumbs In The Butter. Crazy Thoughts By Chelle. Finding Yourself Despite Yourself. This) Girl's Gone Child. I Got Two, Babe. The Kids Are Alright. Mimi on the Breach. Mom, Ma'am, Me. Mommy off the Record. Musings of a Self-Proclaimed Supermom. Ruthless in the Suburbs. So the Fish Said.
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Something Baby Blue: August 2011
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Tuesday, August 23, 2011. I can attempt to distract myself. But I know I am transparent. Into a foray of aimlessly engaging. Still, my only focus is you. Clueless to what you are thinking. This wall shelters me. By the weight of your rejection. For you to hold me close. Succumbing to this fate. I’ll be waiting endlessly. For something that will never be. 0 Singing the blues. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Attack of the Redneck Mommy. Baby in the City.
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Something Baby Blue: December 2010
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Friday, December 17, 2010. That keeps the blood warm. The weight of a thousand blankets. The love in my haunted heart. Sending tidal waves that steal my breath. My sweet ghost fills the space. More than any other soul. With no signs of vacating. Forever in my haunted heart. 2 Singing the blues. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Attack of the Redneck Mommy. Baby in the City. Bread Crumbs In The Butter. Crazy Thoughts By Chelle. Finding Yourself Despite Yourself.
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Something Baby Blue: September 2010
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Thursday, September 23, 2010. Self-serving, overbearing and toxic. The disease takes hold and sabotages all that was once good. When I didn’t suspect anything she crept in to suppress without regard. How quickly it spread. Indeed I am in awe of the evil weight it possesses. Now I fear that nothing can fix these cells. Even cut out and removed, the damage cannot be reversed. It is too late. Anger does not change a thing. Denial gives it authority. Accepting is defeat. 0 Singing the blues. Baby in the City.
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Stephanie's Pantry: Divine Flourless Chocolate Cake- the easy way
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If it's not chocolate, it's not dessert. Wednesday, November 10, 2010. Divine Flourless Chocolate Cake- the easy way. If you've never had flourless chocolate cake, you don't know what you're missing. Incredibly rich, moist, dense, it is a chocolate lover's dream. And I promise- anyone can make this. Use your kitchenaid for this and it's a snap. This one has now officially became my favorite. Be sure to serve it with a healthy dose of fresh whipped cream to cut the richness of the cake. 6 T whipping cream.
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Growing A Life: August 2006
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Wednesday, August 30, 2006. Dear Baby, You are amazing FULL STOP. Wednesday, Aug. 30:. Dear Belly Bean,. How do you do it? You haven’t even been born yet, and I’m already amazed by your abilities. First of all, surviving inside my body. Not just surviving, but growing. Maybe even thriving. I can’t imagine you’re too comfortable in there. Heaven knows I’m. Uncomfortable with you in there. You have made yourself right at home. You’ve even remodeled the place and made it your own. Speaking of which, your da...
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Growing A Life: May 2006
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Wednesday, May 31, 2006. Pregnant with various observations. Wednesday, May 31:. My husband, JP, and I are leaving tomorrow for our "babymoon! If I have a chance to post during our trip, I will. If not, I'll post next week. And speaking of being invisible, I called JP's aunt after finding out from his mother the aunt had been calling stores every two weeks to see if we had registered somewhere! And now a shower? Posted by Damselfly at 12:12 PM. 0 seeds of thought. Links to this post. Friday, May 26:.
