I wasn't flying, I was running. But where do you get one of those flying machines? Wednesday, May 4, 2011.
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- Use of sun roof #78
- Good hair day
- The jokes are too obvious
- Addicted to TV again
- Craving
- Yellow brick road
- My garden
- Projects on the deck
- I have never been so sweaty
- Another green smoothie
- I wanted to pet it
- Barre!
- Green smoothie
- For America
- Movies with the girls
- Growing
- Dress up
- Uzi and Sim again
- Circles
- May goal: eat healthy
- Pond runneth over
- iPod karaoke
- More planting hooray!
- Making mole for the madre
- 80s Party
- Wiffle ball tourney
- Cinco de hip hop clubo
- Fresh nutmeg
- Flying in the park
- I tried to not care
- Whoa!
- New Stake map
- WTF
- I don't know what I hate more
- YSA meeting
- Little dinner party
- Taste Test
- Easter - poolside
- Railroad Revival Tour
- Cactus and Indian ruins
- Neighborhoods of Sedona
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