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Sarah Bellum
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Tales of Wit and Charm
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June
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- What my mom's Christmas newsletter won't tell you:
- Proving (if only to myself) I don't need a man!
- Undeserved Punishment!
- Rare Steak and Karaoke, column 6.28.07
- Beer & Balls
- home, stinky home
- tour de girl
- open mouth, insert pink converse.
- filthy fun!
- a month of fridays
- breaking up is hard to do, column 6.21.07
- it's my blog, i'll bitch if i want to.
- girlfriends
- chicken and coffee, it's what's for dinner!
- my inability to communicate:
- my version of hungry hungry hippo:
- sloppy joes & sloppy 'hos
- Where Obsessions End and a Social Life Begins--col...
- why people suspect ben is gay:
- yay, i'm a niece!
- "please don't go girl"
- losing my standards
- sweaty habits
- birthdays & beer
- self-esteem in check, yo.
- slow sunday
- when bad things happen to semi-good people:
- i'm an aunt! sorta.
- weird things people do:
- Parades and paddles: striking out at a pair of wee...
- jeans & jesus
- she's NOT having a baby!
- who doesn't need a meat blanket?
- complete and utter lack of, well, everything
- what i'm looking for in a man
- why ben's not speaking to me:
- "never gonna get it"
- girls will be girls
- flirting: it's child's play--column 5.31.07
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June
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6 comments:
Peas? For cooking?! I don't even know who you are any more...
I do ask my dog just that (h^3), however, when I feed her kibble...
Are you making Mormon Casseroles?
If memory serves, I bet a hungry hippo (let alone a hungry hungry hippo) would really have to step up to match Daisy's funky prowess.
I'm more concerned why you have peas in the first place. Eww!
Peas are good Yo!
Peas Sarah???
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