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There's something truly majestic about every season, this is something I truly believe with all my heart. For some reason though, the magic of late summer/early autumn when it's still ever so warm out, but ever so colourful makes me want to read woman magazines. Think Good Housekeeping. Ugh. How embarrassing. Worse yet is my longing to create a home, and cook for a young family and husband.
On a totally different topic, I feel like a loser for not being able to afford to jet to Regina for Taneal's dad's funeral and doubt that anyone reads this anymore. Joyous seclusion!
troubled man, troubled stone...
On a totally different topic, I feel like a loser for not being able to afford to jet to Regina for Taneal's dad's funeral and doubt that anyone reads this anymore. Joyous seclusion!
troubled man, troubled stone...