Andrea: "You talk to your golf balls an awful lot."
Isaac: "They are mine, and I know them. They are numbered unto me."
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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I'm Andrea, and this is my personal blog. Thanks for being here! I usually post on Fridays and Sundays, when I share something that makes me happy or a spiritual thought for the week. Sometimes I manage to squeeze in another post or two.
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The sun came out last Friday for Mike's birthday. He was able to squeeze in 9 holes with 2 buddies. He said it was the best birthday present heaven could have sent.
ReplyDeleteI talk to my flowers. I think it helps!
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