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It is a typical boring day!

I have nothing to write about. Even less to say. I have spent most of the day answering the phone and making appointment just like any other day. That is the job after all.

I have enjoyed the downtime because I got a chance to read all of the blogs in my favorites list. All 25 of them.

www.theblackapple.typepad.com - she has created a cute little stuffed guy.

countrychickboutique.blogspot.com - She had not updated in a while however I an sure that i need to create a little quilt like she is showing on her page.

www.designspongeonline.com - she was at a national stationery show and she is showing it in parts. So the the items feature looked like things I use to draw in class instead of paying attention to the teacher.

ashadedviewonfashion.com - diane went to a out to eat with a friend. A rabbit hut in the resturant .... interesting.

minidisease.blogspot.com - she has not updated in a while must be experiencing writers block.

family of two - She has a wonderful blog about how babies are born. Very funny. Very well written.

greetingcardgallery.blogspot.com - a coworker who is starting a business. She neveer write anything just post pictures of her products.

homemadebyjill.blogspot.com - She also has no updated in a while but she has a long list of projects she wants to complete and I guess she is too busy to take time to blog.

parapluieblog.blogspot.com - Her drawings are so beautiful. Hopefully she will have something new for me to see soon.

www.ohfransson.com/oh_fransson - she is doing a fabric swap. I think I saw this done before but it cool idea.

orangette.blogspot.com - this reads like a book. She is heading a tour in Seattle Art Museum this weekend.

photoshopdisasters.blogspot.com- this is just that photo shop disasters. This is really funny at times.

Oh well that all I can write about time to go back to work.

Blog at you tomorrow

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Anonymous said…
Woo hoo, I made your top 10. How sweet. Hey did you see we are getting a BOY on June 9th? Wonder how the girls will react to that...hmm...

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