tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56359602011-04-21T18:20:41.525-05:00Redheaded Wisdom.Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1110498333146247892005-03-10T17:23:00.000-06:002005-03-10T17:45:33.150-06:00

I mean, its March...lets be realistic here.I should be used to this shit by now. I must say I like Wisconsin a lot better when I don't have to walk everywhere and I'm stuck inside most of the day. But just when I get comfortable its time to think about moving...So where should I move?I've been making a list of the worst possible places for me to move. One of them is Rock Falls, IL, a dinky

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http://ifilm.wmod.llnwd.net/a65/o1/portal/2654003_200.asf

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I mean, she just got out of jail. How is she living fabulously? I am quite well read on Martha Stewart. Did a project on a book about her for a business class. She is quite the devil and willing to step on anyone to get what she wants.I mean, she has chickens who lay different color eggs. She also slept with a man who previously slept with her daughter. That's the guy who got her into trouble

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I just got back from Chicago and girls weekend with Madeline and Paige. It was a blast. Lots of wedding dress shopping, eating and drinking. And dancing. I danced my ass off last night and the good news is I haven't lost my appeal to gay men. This is good news.We saw Baron walking on the sidewalk as we drove by. We all stuck our heads out the window and screamed at him and then stopped and

Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1098920524458374462004-10-27T18:18:00.000-05:002004-10-27T18:42:04.456-05:00

I was going to post a picture of my engagement ring, but I decided that I want to wait to show people in person. I learned recently that the old network I relied on to make news travel fast isn't as fast as it once was...I suppose the fact that we live all over the country may have something to do with that, oh well. I am so sad with regards to baseball...I dare to hold on to a sliver of hope,

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Last Sunday could have been the greatest television event of the year for me, both the Rams and the Cardinals were on TV here. I hate to admit it, but a lot of our football team looked awfully unfamilliar...I guess a consequence of seeing entire games so rarely. Does anyone else at school or working away from our original home feel very displaced? I still feel like I don't know my way around

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Today he is obsessed with the 4 wine glasses sitting on one part of the counter and the pineapple I bought from the farmer's market. He really wants to sit by the pineapple and is very sad when I make him get down. He doesn't stay sad for long because moments later he's back with the pineapple again.... (pause while I get up to get the cat) I think he's a little neurotic, but with me for a

Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1095121572753356802004-09-13T17:48:00.000-05:002004-09-13T19:27:54.416-05:00

Tug and I are sitting on the bed, and I thought I had so much to write about, but now I can't think of much. Tug keeps trying to type, he has more to say than me. I watched 3 episodes of Tenacious D on HBO this weekend...brought me back a few years to sitting in Bo's appartment by the casino watching on his computer. Ah the days.... I started classes two weeks ago and Mark started last week. I

Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1093040838956632612004-08-20T17:08:00.000-05:002004-08-20T17:27:18.956-05:00

Today I had my first ever facial. Mark got me a gift certificate for a spa for my birthday (those of you keeping tabs yes that was 5 months ago...it just took me awhile to get up the courage to go. Anyway, aside from the discomfort of waiting in a robe in a room where other women got to keep their clothes on, it was a fantastic experience. I must admit I went all out, got this head to toe

Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1092932900609951902004-08-19T11:24:00.000-05:002004-08-19T11:28:20.610-05:00

I know I have no real right to complain because my own voice carries so well, but this lady right by me talks so loud all day, which she is doing right now....grrr...so I'm listening to the Carousel soundtrack and pretending I'm still 18... This past weekend "Barefoot in the Park" was on tv. The sad news is I can still remember most of my lines, the good news is I couldn't remember all of them

Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1092880828358020022004-08-18T21:00:00.000-05:002004-08-18T21:00:28.356-05:00

Playing with a feather under the bed 

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Keeping it clean 

Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1092880655968876412004-08-18T20:57:00.000-05:002004-08-18T20:57:35.966-05:00

Getting ready to pounce from behind the toilet. 

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Tug says helllo 

Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05871526433057082709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635960.post-1092880518263086872004-08-18T20:55:00.000-05:002004-08-18T20:55:18.263-05:00

Tug taking a cat nap on the couch. 

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Every time I come back after a long non-writing period I always promise to write more often and I never do, so now I think I wont make any promises, but I was told to start writing again so here I am. I have exciting news today, I was accepted into the MBA program at MU. So between that and Mark's graduate school we're looking at a lot of loans, but hopefully it will be a good investment. I'm

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