While I was in Portland, my parents took the liberty to go through all of my clothes and shoes and throw away things they didn't see fit.
They threw away my favorite boots and I can't find my green sweatshirt with polar bears on it. Mom insisted she had no ideas what happened to the boots, but I knew she was full of bologna. Finally, she fessed up. Still no word on my sweatshirt.
Friday, September 11, 2009
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Was I with you the day you got the polar bear sweater? I think I may have been... 'Tis a sad, sad day, Teedz.
I think you might have been. It's a very, very sad day. Sigh.
haha I really liked your header (or is it called header in english?). It gave me inspiration för a new one! :D
this is so incredibly tragic. the boots... i feel like crying. my condolences on your loss.
hahaha looooove this picture so cute
wooooooooohooooooooooo
Way to go Momma Dungjen...at least on the polar bear sweat shirt that is! Love, aldawna
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