Friday, Jun. 12, 2009 - 2:30 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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sticky notes and broken irises
Whoever knew you could do this with sticky notes. OK,if you have 280,000 of them!
Today someone opened our front gate, came into the yard to the front step, and broke off and stole a stem with three gorgeous white lacy frilly huge iris flowers. The ONLY flowers in our yard. One broken stem, lots of leaves. Not a single other flower in the yard.
Stupid asses. Our ONLY flower. agh.
Small son was very very heartbroken.
And then I sold his rocking chair on kijiji... there is much more space in his room. He didn't use it anyways, though it looked nice. Usually it was piled high with books, toys, junk, and unusable. But he was sad about that too. Oh dear.
Gotta sleep. With visions of colorful sticky notes broinging through my head.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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