Keep it Simple, Keep it Real. I loved growing up on a "dirt road" It's awesome to live on a farm where you can take long walks and soak up all of God's creation. Nothing in the world is better then being on the farm and having nothing to do but "sit on the porch with God."
It's Quiet... It's Peaceful... It's Simple... It's RealMonday, October 31, 2005
The and stuff bug
N came home from school this year with a bug. She couldn't tell a story, complete a sentence, or get a thought out -- without saying "and stuff" a lot. She has greatly improved, partly because I would sit and count the number of times she said it and bring it to her attention. Here's the problem. Somewhere in the process of correcting her, I caught the bug! I don't say it as much as she did, but it's very troublesome to be 32 and have to stop in the middle of your thought to correct yourself! Now cman counts how many times dash and I say it. Dash uses it for effect (or so he says) mine is pure and simple lack of paying attention, it just took over one night when I wasn't looking and now the and stuff bug runs rapid through our house! AHHHHH I wonder if there's a pesticide for it?!!?
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If there is a cure, don't send my dad in the gorrilla suit with a coconut bra and grass skirt to get it!
little artist made a funny : )
I used to hear a lot of pre-teen girls say and stuff.
In one of my novels someone pointed out I use the word stuff a lot. How embarrassing - very subconscious.
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