Why are they called “passwords” when the last thing we should do is pass them?
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Hi, is this an odd name for a blog or what? We'd actually prefer it to be known as a peaceful, magical and mystical spot. It's a spot where you can stop in for a daily dose of love and laughter sprinkled with a bit of chaos, confusion and lunacy. You can get great recipes and cooking tips, as well as drilling and building ideas. Who does that? Who knows their way around the kitchen and around the tool shed?
Well, I guess that's part of what'll make this blog so interesting - that and the brief glimpse you'll get into a very elite and exclusive lifestyle - one that supports a "never a dull moment" and "everything ain't for everybody" attitude.
By the way, remember to keep an open mind (no judging or finger pointing), a watchful eye (be on the lookout for random giveaways), and a positive -pay it forward-attitude (everybody could use an occasional leg up).
Now I know it sounds easy, but don't get it twisted, this "dance ain't for everybody", it's not always a bowl full of cherries, but we make the best of it by drinking a whole lot of lemonade and by praying daily for peace, patience and understanding; after all, we woke up like this!
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“Well then…. hmm”, muttered the fox as she crawled back into her hole to further ponder upon the cerebral breadcrumbs those Nuns and fugitive leprauchauns left behind.
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DAMN…Im cracking up! You are too too funny!
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Haha I guess because if you can remember the damn things they left you pass past – what I hate is having to have so many!
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Me too!
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😀😀😀😀 That is so true… very funny 😂😂
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Thanks!
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oh, now, thats a thought! I dont know the answer! xo
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lol
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🙂
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