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Picture Day, Mateys! | The Lumberjack's Wife
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The Lumberjack's Wife. Never Eat Sour Watermelon. Fat Tuesday, Lame edition. →. September 13, 2010 · 5:25 pm. Picture Day, Mateys! On Saturday, we took the kids for their annual photo session with their cousins. This is all my mother’s doing, and I suspect it is all part of her evil plan to get my husband inside a mall at least once a year. Other things Lumberjacks despise: paying for photographs, driving minivans, diet soda, dull chainsaw blades, mushrooms, and heating with gas heat. I recall, now!
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The Post In Which I Completely Throw A Fit. | The Lumberjack's Wife
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The Lumberjack's Wife. So sad. →. September 22, 2010 · 1:29 pm. The Post In Which I Completely Throw A Fit. I am drowning, I repeat, I am drowning over here. Allow me to share with you, if I may. The day started off promising. I got up early, was ready to go by about 830 for school. I even curled my hair differently and both girls noticed, as well as complimented me on my fantastic locks. Dishes were done. Beds were made. The house was even pretend clean. You may ask, “Taylor! What is pretend clean?
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Fat Tuesday, Lame edition. | The Lumberjack's Wife
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The Lumberjack's Wife. Picture Day, Mateys! Pop Quiz →. September 14, 2010 · 4:16 pm. Fat Tuesday, Lame edition. It’s time you knew the truth . . . the truth about my weight-loss curse. I shall present it to you in a handy, 12-step plan. Step 1-Lose 2-3 pounds just by watching what I eat-not by exercising. For I loathe to exercise. Step 2- Bask in my awesomeness. Step 3- Decide that since I am so awesome and losing weight, I no longer need to pay attention to what I eat. Step 7-Continue to loathe exercise.
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The Lumberjack's Wife | I am a wife and mother of four, trusting in God to get me through each crazy day! | Page 2
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The Lumberjack's Wife. Newer posts →. September 16, 2010 · 5:19 pm. Items we shall now discuss. Attention: This post is a hodge-podge of nothingness. But I am blogging nonetheless because my husband will be home late. And it’s been a bad week. And I need human interaction, people! Clearly, I find it to be my duty to spread the grumpiness. 1 I had a bad day yesterday. 2 It was really, really, really, really bad. 4 This event was the only time I smiled all day . . . Disturbing as it may be. 9 It was Oreo.
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The Hunting Trip. Oh, help us. The Hunting Trip. | The Lumberjack's Wife
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The Lumberjack's Wife. The post in which I reveal I am super-lame in real life. September 30, 2010 · 8:13 am. The Hunting Trip. Oh, help us. The Hunting Trip. It occurred to me last night, dear readers, as we were driving home from our Wednesday Night Funtivities, that my husband, David Maliblahblah, will soon be leaving for his extended hunting trip. No good comes from his extended hunting trips. Allow me to elaborate, if I may so be inclined:. Third Trip- Lots of sundry events occurred on this trip.
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A Cognitive Breakthrough | The Lumberjack's Wife
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The Lumberjack's Wife. Items we shall now discuss. The Post In Which I Completely Throw A Fit. →. September 20, 2010 · 7:52 am. If you have read this blog for awhile, you might have picked up on the fact that sometimes, just sometimes, it is hard to carry on a conversation with Handsome Dude, our 3 year old. Other things you may have picked up on: I can’t take good pictures, I am fond of centering, I tend to drone on and on pointlessly, and I have no idea what I am doing. Handsome dude: Jesus and God!
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Intentional Southern Girl Meets Accidental Country Girl | Where the Boys Are
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Where the Boys Are. The Baker’s Chain Letter. New Favorite →. December 8, 2009 · 4:04 pm. Intentional Southern Girl Meets Accidental Country Girl. When I started blogging a few years ago, I had a few “must read” blogs that I visited and read with regularity. One of those blogs belonged to a fellow redhead who calls herself The Pioneer Woman. Little did I know where reading a few posts from her site each week would lead. I started with the chapter by chapter story. Over the past few weeks and as luck woul...
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Never Eat Sour Watermelon | The Lumberjack's Wife
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The Lumberjack's Wife. A List of Grievances. Picture Day, Mateys! September 12, 2010 · 7:49 am. Never Eat Sour Watermelon. A weekend update . . . if you will. 1) Mabel seems to be doing better! I don’t wanna brag, but . . . I’m pretty sure it is because I cooked her some fantastic rice with chicken broth that healed her to her core. She would not eat anything all of Thursday and Friday. But my miraculous-super-healin’ rice did the trick. She still looks super skinny and weak, but I am glad she is eating.
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The One Time I was a Lumberjill | The Lumberjack's Wife
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The Lumberjack's Wife. The Peach Pie Incident. The Perfect Sweater . . . it even has ruffles! August 31, 2009 · 8:38 am. The One Time I was a Lumberjill. My husband is always being a lumberjack by himself. For those of you who know me, you can understand that this stresses me out. This cannot be safe. What if a tree falls on him? Who will help him? I used to bug him about this safety hazard all the time. So, one day, he told me I should just go with him. We drive for awhile. But the Lumberjack knows ...
