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The Adventures Of Zuzu Zombie, Undead Detective

Monday, August 18, 2008

loss for words

No, nothing is wrong really. I even went to be at 8:30 last night. Didn't get to sleep until after 11, but by gosh I never got up. Have a lot on my blonde little mind.


Getting back into my devotionals.

My girls.

New school year.

How to dig up ladder stitch memories.


Changing my business name. Desert Heart Beads just rolls off the tongue ever so nicely.

You know, nothing heavy.

I think I will just go, take a shower, get dressed, dink around my home, talk to God, bug Naomi on Facebook, put the house on another time-out, so on and so forth.

Thrilling life of an aging rockstar momma, attempting to relax.


1 comment:

boo said...

I should have it so good. I'm working on the whole business card thang.