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Well, I didn't start bitching until around 10 years old. You do the math...
An Award From SJN @ Tales Of A Golf Gal
Given To Me By Daryl... Thanks Daryl!
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Well, I didn't start bitching until around 10 years old. You do the math...
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Some Of My Favorite Posts From The Past
- Ahhhhh... Nothing Like The Beach Life
- Snort! The Summation of My Golf Game....
- Big Love... A Polygamist's Quandary
- Yes, Another Rant About The FLDS
- Bullying Personified....
- Exercise & Torture... Aren't They The Same Thing?
- Has Anyone Ever Underestimated Your Ability?
- Friday The Thirteenth... I'm Just Glad It's Over
- Does Anyone Remember When I Swore I'd Never Play In Another Golf Tournament?
- Wooo Hooooo! Show Me The Money Baby...
- Everything You Never Wanted To Know About Tummy Tucks...
- Friends Are Rather Like Martinis. So... Do You Like Your's Up Or On The Rocks?
- Yes, I Was A Boarding School Brat...
- I Was A Boarding School Brat Part 2
- I Was A Boarding School Brat... Part 3
- I Was A Boarding School Brat... Part 4
- I Was A Boarding School Brat.... Part 5
- I Was A Boarding School Brat... Part 6
- I'd Like To Kick The Crap Out of Cancer!!!
- Look But Don't Touch Or Speak...
- OMG! My Brain's Lost Its Mind Again...
- I'm A Collector Of Many Things... What Do You Collect?
- I'm Very Pleased To Introduce You To Felicia The Fox...
- No More Mom Jeans For Me...
- Scattered Dreams And Other Things...
- Scattered Dreams And Other Things... Part 2
- Sometimes The Things We Do Come Back To Bite Us In The Proverbial Derriere...
- Sweet Felicia... The Longtime Fixture In My Garden
- Tonight I Was The Perfect Poster Child For How Not To Act In Church... Especially A Wedding
- Toxic Friends... Be The First One On Your Block To Get One!
- Twenty Five Years Ago Today... I Had A Precious Son
- Twenty Three Years Ago Today I Gave Birth To A Mermaid
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An Award From SJN @ Tales Of A Golf Gal
Snooty Primadona's Sparkling Outlook On Life ... Or Not
Growing older takes a seriously sick sense of humor, not to mention emotional & physical stamina.... it isn't for the weak minded or faint of heart, I assure you.
I will try to guide you through the aging process with a little humor, tales from the past entwined with stories of today, tips you'll need to keep from looking & acting like an old hag, and the music you'll need to listen to in order to stay "young at heart". Or at least put up a good appearance.
I will try to guide you through the aging process with a little humor, tales from the past entwined with stories of today, tips you'll need to keep from looking & acting like an old hag, and the music you'll need to listen to in order to stay "young at heart". Or at least put up a good appearance.
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Given To Me By Daryl... Thanks Daryl!
7 comments:
I love the fourth one down. It has a Little House on the Prairie feel to it!
Wait. It isn't normal to cuss on a golf course?
Thanks for visiting my blog. And, please, feel free to advise any time. I can use all the advice I can get!
Love the Wildflower pics... Cussing and golf go hand in hand...but it's suppose to be a relaxing game righ??
Maybe a Mimosa or two before you go??
Beautiful!!!
Ooh very pretty!!
Of course, it states there will be no swearing on the golf course, in the member's guide. Fortunately, I hear A LOT of cussing, so I've come to call it "The Language of Golf". Hubby doesn't cuss very often, so he always just looks at me like I'm going to get us kicked out of the club. LOL! Whatever. They need our money.
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