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Wish I was there . .
My passport is ready and I can be packed in minutes.
My passport is ready and I can be packed in minutes.
About Me
- hexe
- Mother, wife, daughter, grand-daughter, domestic servant, cook, finder of the stuffed bunny, used to be highly paid professional but had children
Who I Read
- A Fif in Sweden
- American in Norway
- Antipo Deesse
- Belgium Cheese Web
- Big Apple to Big Bear
- Blah Blah Blah in Norway
- Borealkraut
- Britt-Arnhild's House
- Dixie Peach
- Euro Like Me
- EuroTrippen
- Eventyrhus in Norway
- Expat Travels
- Expat Women
- French Window
- Frenchless in France
- Ganda Lady
- Gillian in Brittany
- Heisse Scheisse
- In Search of Dessert
- Irish Nomad in Norway
- Kitchen Notebook
- Ksam
- Lucullian Delights
- Marrakesh
- Mausi
- Merisi
- Monte Carlo Photoblog
- Ms. Mac
- Non-American Life
- Northern Natterings
- Our Feet are the Same
- Pretty How Town
- Rekjavik Harbor
- Renny
- Rollag Photoblog
- Snowslider
- Something to Say
- Stavanger Daily Photo
- Sunshine
- The Beet Goes On
- This Window
- Tongue in Cheek France
- What do I know
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4 comments:
Good luck!
Yeah, good luck. As my father always says, "It'll get you to heaven faster".
It took me a really long time, not being raised catholic with that whole purgatory nonsense, to understand that he did not mean I would die quicker than most people.
I'll keep my fingers crossed for you!
I used to live in FL. Once, my MIL and her husband came to visit. It was an okay visit, as MIL visits go. But it still took its toll. This was back in the days when you could go all the way to the gates with a traveler. The Spouse and I watched them walk down the jetway, then simultaneously high-fived each other. The people around us all cracked up.
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