This is a photo taken by my MIL the day we first moved in. And yes, he really did carry me over the threshold. Not sure if that was for the photo op, or just for tradition :)
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Deep in the suburbs of Minnesota, this East Coast gal's just trying to survive.
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Deep in the suburbs of Minnesota, this East Coast gal's just trying to survive.
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- Whazzup in the garden
- Surpassing all expectation
- Fair enough
- Tredding on unstable ethical ground
- Back to school
- Snapshots
- Move in day
- Shut down, breathe, reboot
- The plots thicken
- Big house, little me
- Victory!
- All sorts of frustrated and nowhere to go
- The enormousness of petites
- Trial run
- Team me
- There goes the neighborhood
- Hydrangeas on strike
- Like a pendulum
- Displaced frustration
- Ti Riffic.
- Proof
- Just shoot me. I'll provide the bullets.
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