I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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6 Comments:
Cream of corn looks like someone ate corn... threw it up, canned it and put it on the market. I always wondered who (besides maybe elderly people with no teeth) bought the stuff.
Creamed corn? *gag*
More for us then!
I am one of those people too busy throwing jalepeno poppers down my throat to bother with anything else.
They are proof that God does exist!
no, no, no....
Brad Pitt's rock hard abs are proof that God exists.
Jalapeno poppers are just another to reason to thank God for taste buds.
Yummmmmmmmmm.
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