1. Shopping for couch potatoes

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    March 4, 2008 by 8junebugs

    P.O.S.H Chicago: People with taste like mine who are able to call flea market shopping “work.” I ordered the set …
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  2. Go, Band!

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    March 3, 2008 by 8junebugs

    Love this week’s Postsecret…

  3. Some words from the wise

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    March 1, 2008 by 8junebugs

    “Damaged people are dangerous; they know they can survive.”–Louis Malle’s Damage Most of you know that I’ve read Heather Armstrong …
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  4. Welcome, weekend! Fah who rah-moose!

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    February 29, 2008 by 8junebugs

    This weekend cannot get here too soon. If my lack of public rumination wasn’t enough of a clue, let me …
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  5. Emerson’s Ghost

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    February 25, 2008 by 8junebugs

    Came across an Emerson quote I hadn’t seen in a while and felt like sharing: To laugh often and much; …
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  6. “Got more splits than a girls locker room”

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    February 25, 2008 by 8junebugs

    The title is a direct quote from the mother of the first boyfriend I ever had. We were bowling, you …
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  7. The one about the beach house

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    February 20, 2008 by 8junebugs

    I keep having the same dream with rotating cast lists. In this dream I am spending time in a cabin …
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  8. Did Nixon teach us nothing about image?

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    February 20, 2008 by 8junebugs

    Oh, John McCain. You poor dear. Tell your people not to let photos like this get into the media’s hands: …
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  9. An early birthday gift

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    February 15, 2008 by 8junebugs

    Hooray! Hooray hooray hooray! The Bean called me — probably knowing that, if I hadn’t commented on her last post, …
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  10. Who are the people in your neighborhood?

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    February 15, 2008 by 8junebugs

    Uh-huh. Got the song in your head, didn’t I? Happy Friday. I love our neighborhood. My commute stinks, but the …
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