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Sunday, November 30, 2014

good mail day

Last night we got home from our trip.  It's good to be home because it's rainy here.  And it's home.

I keep getting all these spams from people wanting to sell me real estate in other countries.  Wtf.

This morning, oh happy day! we got the mail that accumulated during our absence.  There's some great letters.

And we went to the farmers market.  And we went to the Safeway early.

Mom painted my nails a silvery blue, yesterday.  Tomorrow's her birthday.

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