First of all, this is for all of you who helped move us in January. My dad brought my mother a pair of blue glass earrings from Venice, Italy several years ago. When we arrived, the earrings were not in her jewelry box. They mean a lot to her, so if any of you have seen them or have any idea as to their whereabouts, that would be fantastic. They are thin, blue discs with tiny flowers in the glass.
A mystery which reminds me, for some reason, of MARK. I may post about him soon.
Now for the sleep talking. Mom asked me this morning who I was talking to at about midnight last night. Nobody, mom, I was asleep then. I was asleep alright, and having some sort of enjoyable dream which I was apparently shouting about. I have always talked in my sleep, which Sarah, Bethany, and Courtney know. :-)
We're finally going to see the OKC Bombing Memorial tonight. It should be a delightful evening. Oh dear, that sounds terrible.
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I don't get it! There is nobody leaving comments! What can be the matter...
Surely someone besides me reads these, right? RIGHT, GUYS??? (girls count too)
Sleep talking indeed!
I read them, but very few bloggers seem to post anymore, most people are switching to xangas on which non-xanga-ers, like me, can't comment. I check both(xangas and blogs)regularly anyway though.
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