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Whacky
thanks for reminding me. It is about having fun!!
posted by
Greenfields
on June 23, 2008 at 9:01 PM
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elysianfields
Thank you for your comments. Yes, I am so blessed, on so many fronts as you say.
posted by
Greenfields
on June 23, 2008 at 9:00 PM
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benzinha, quite a comment
and a window into your life. Many thanks for sharing.
posted by
Greenfields
on June 23, 2008 at 8:55 PM
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Time flies when your having fun.
A rose
and a smile
from me! =^. .^= Bo too!
posted by
Whacky
on June 23, 2008 at 8:21 PM
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You are so full of life Greenfields ~ You simply know how to take each moment and draw from its well ~ I'm so very happy to read your blogs...always they have much to offer. I see so many levels here and you are blessed. Thank you for sharing ~ Elyse
posted by
elysianfields
on June 22, 2008 at 11:23 PM
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greenfields, I never know which day it is, let alone where each day went.
My friend Ruhksana called about my helping her daughter Hiba to pack to move and asked me when I was going to go help and I said on Saturday and she replied that it was Saturday. I truly believed that it was Wednesday.
I have been helping neighbors with car rides and with moving boxes and I can't remember what, while I try to paint on canvases to make money as Arizona dies economically in the hot hot hot summer.
I am searching for new (rather old) outlets to sell to in places that tourists flock to in the summers. However, gasoline prices have everyone doing a "Staycation". You stay in your own city, but visit a motel or hotel and visit the sights in town as a stranger....
Great for women, no cleaning, no bed making, no laundry, no cooking.
Your blog post made me extremely hungry. One of my host (grand)daughters is from Bangladesh and when she cooks, which isn't often, I run to her house.....and Hiba's Chicken Tika is to die for......I don't know how to cook.
Most of my husbands were chefs.....doesn't that sound like a book title?
posted by
benzinha
on June 22, 2008 at 8:26 PM
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