|Date:||Mon, 16 Oct 2006 22:44:37 +0200|
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My time is certainly worth. The players with their chunky jewellery and their mad names, their wives holding their heads in their hands as a dart went AWOL.
You never saw people like this on TV.
But my jealousy of my baked goods - my hours of work, butter and love - was incessant.
But my jealousy of my baked goods - my hours of work, butter and love - was incessant. Kids' energy is too much for a mama who isn't allowed to run, pick up heavy things, or jump on the bed.
The absolute best thing I received was from my sister-in-law's friend, who owns a whole-foods style restaurant. To read more and help the project, click the .
" Does it sound a little too much like I'm God? Either we think very, very much alike, or she's seen my thoughts - either way I'd love to chat with her. What I'm really sending him is a platoon full of goodwill, I'm sure.
" Does it sound a little too much like I'm God?
I'll let you into a few of my ideas. My real question is, what to put in it?
I write in my notebook. My missive that went something like, "hey, I need you guys, what's going on? I felt a little rejected, but understood; and she said that she still loved us, and all. I hated the cutesyness of Everett's baby book, and how it limited me to it's subjects and ideas.
Both children, according to their Mums, are at a critical point in their spiritual development.
The series follows four unique individuals, two male-to-females and two female-to-males as they struggle to transition from one gender to the other in the midst of a grueling school year.
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