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Love it!!!!!!!

That is lovely and will be suitable for many years to come.

Have you thought about writing your posts in a program like Microsoft Word or something and then cutting and pasting them into the blog when you're done? That way, you'd be able to press save after every sentence and you'd have it even if the blog goes haywire? Just a thought... I am totally blog illiterate so who knows if this is possible.
can't wait to see the whole room

I was just about to suggest the same thing as K.R. -- to compose your posts in a word processing program and then copy/paste. I know it's sooooooo frustrating to have all that hard work disappear! p.s. What a cute rug! :)

presh us.....simply presh us

and i'm getting over a kick-ass case of bronchitis and fully loaded w/codeine cough syrup so if i hop on here again today......it's the codeine giving advice

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    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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