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Life On The Line...
Chapter one I jumped into cooking on a bit of a whim. With little to no hesitation. After spending many years in the art business I was lo...
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Do you remember the first time we met? It's as clear as this morning to me. Those few seconds changed the way I look at life. The first ...
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This is Duke. He is a Neapolitan Mastiff. He's three and half years old, well behaved. Ok, it's not actually a real puppy, well he ...
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I'm sorry! When a door closes, another one somewhere opens. I know 2010 will start out better! Squeak
*Hug* sweetheart.
Somewhere, over The Pond, your painting is appreciated every. single. day.
Remember that! x
I'm sorry.
Like Lady P, I see the painting you sent me every day and am reminded of how good it was of you to send it to me.
Karma is on your side.
Aarrggghhh.
Sometimes, you have these dreams and they come true and then you realize--you were filling in the blanks the way you wanted them to be.
I'm sorry the dream job didn't work out. But your next thing is on its way, even though you haven't dreamed it yet.
Hugs to you, hon.
I am terribly sorry to hear that. I hope whatever comes next is a lot better for you.
Ugh. So disappointing. I'm sorry!
I still believe that it's better to pursue a dream though -- even if it doesn't work out -- than to wonder ever after what might have been if you had.
Here's hoping next time goes your way.
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