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Message In A Bottle


In case you hadn't heard I am a guitar hero. If only playing guitar for real could be this easy.

Last Thanksgiving Morgan was saying she wanted to get her bike fixed for Christmas. I asked why she didn't want to wait until her birthday since winter was coming. She said, In case there is an unusually warm February day. I never really understood or thought that would happen until now. I should have taken my bike out, but now it's too late and it won't stop snowing.

I think I've decided on becoming a cake decorator. Although I am warned that cake decorators get carpal tunnel, knitting probably doesn't help either. Sadly I forgot my camera that has the picture of the cake I made today.

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Anonymous said…
where did you get that outfit? i want some new funky outfits.
Anonymous said…
That's funny that brittany mentioned your outfit too...ha,ha. It is pretty neat. You are so cool learning to play the guitar and all. You've become a whole new person since you moved to MN. I hope to see you soon!!!
Anonymous said…
are you too funny and COOL
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