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Look at ‘em, ordinary fucking people, I hate ‘em. — Bud, Repo Man – the movie

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Take me with you


Pretty All True

Need Something?

Expectations exceeded

The other day at Target, the girls and I did their back-to-school shopping.  On the list?  New backpacks for both girls.

Kallan quickly collects all of the smaller items on her list and then announces she would like to buy a ball with her own money.  She runs off to select the perfect bouncy …Expectations exceeded

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Taken up a notch

I am never late.

And for anyone out there who just read that first sentence and thought, “Ooooh . . . Kris is pregnant!”

Consider yourself internet bitch-slapped.

Not fucking even.

Anyway.

I like to be on time.

And I like others to be on time.

For those of you who know me in …Taken up a notch

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Heavier murky air

Both of my girls have been taking swimming lessons at the lake for the last several weeks.  One daughter has, after much time spent in terror of water, caught up with her sister in swimming ability.  They are now both lovely swimmers, and my heart aches to see them glide through the water.

Flying, …Heavier murky air

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At least for me

Maj is yelling at me from the other room . . . she wants to know if there are any more comments on the interview she did for yesterday’s post.

“No, babe.  I think everyone who is going to comment has commented.”

“What?  Are you kidding me?”

“No, I post something new every day.  …At least for me

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Maj Musings

Maj is finally feeling better this morning.

Well enough that she would like to have her say here on Pretty All True.

Kallan got to talk. It’s only fair.

We sit down on my bed, upstairs. Through the window, we can see the cherry tree. Its fruit is growing ripe, but from the ground? …Maj Musings

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