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12/15/2012

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You should know that for the past few weeks, every time I say "ICE BURN" (which turns out to be disconcertingly often considering I'm A Proper Grown-Up), I have thought of you and your littl'un.

I am very glad I am not the only one going around saying "ICE BURN" all too often!

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redfox is a small furry animal, but unfortunately not the sweet and adorable kind. she lives in a bungalow with her black-bearded husband snarkout and chirping infant jane.

see also: the hungry tiger

Dinner reports

More dinners.

Things I Cried Over


  • The Great British Sewing Bee.

  • Window washers.

  • Lilo and Stitch. Repeatedly.

  • "No one was with her when she died."

  • Slings and Arrows.
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