Monday, November 5, 2007

He Knows Me So Well

Author: Administrator
Category: Partners In Fun, All About Me

My Husband: I don’t think you should go to Whole Foods by yourself anymore.

Me: Why not?

My Husband: Because Whole Foods is like crack to you.

So true.

And don’t even get me started on the orgasmic wonderland that is The Container Store.

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Theresa
November 6th, 2007 at 5:24 am

Hi, I’m just stopping by to say hi. I saw from MyBlogLog that you popped by my blog, and I decided to check out yours. The post about the Universe messing with you was really funny…syllable counting, what will the Nintendo guys come up with next? :)

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Liara Covert
November 6th, 2007 at 11:13 pm

Addictions come in different forms. Its up to us to distinguish what is good for us from what isn’t. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. You decide whom you will choose to believe.

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