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Monday, November 13, 2006
Sheesh
Ran out of memory on the last post, so here's the final picture. This is why I went with blond furniture (I prefer dark woods) - I didn't have a dresser, so I kept mom's 1950s one.
If you didn't c0me by on Sunday, you missed the Satellite Twins trying to explain football. This was a continuation of a conversation earlier this week.
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The dresser is pretty. I think it's great that you kept your Mom's dresser and added some new things in as well.
Stacy - Thanks. I was goind for calm and soothing, and it feels like I achieved it.
Hey--we have the same tv!
You have the TV/DVD player combo? I bought this for mom, but of course I kept it.
Yep, sure do :)
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