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Awesome list! I want to see the Northern Lights so badly! Now I want to know... what did you preform on stage? Was the tarantula tame?!
kate |
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10.27.06 - 11:38 am | #
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Kate, we saw the Northern Lights, believe it or not, from my son's bedroom window last summer, here in Ohio. It was incredible, though I've been told it's much more amazing up North. They danced for hours and were fascinating to watch.
I've been on several little stage things, from the time I was young. Haven't done much since I've been married, but I'd love to again...someday.
The tarantula was indeed alive, but I think I also held a skin. A friend of ours is into weird pets. 
Amanda |
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10.27.06 - 1:13 pm | #
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Whose life did you save?
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10.28.06 - 7:11 pm | #
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it was my daughter, the baby, whose life i saved. i'll write more about it when i'm not on this silly cell phone.
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10.28.06 - 11:09 pm | #
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Ah, my question was the same as Miz Booshay's. I will eagerly await the Baby Lifesaving Story.
~Diane
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10.31.06 - 12:47 am | #
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I answered this, but somehow the internet ate my response.
We were at Bard's sixteenth birthday dance, with commotion and music and laughing going on everywhere. Every once in a while, I'd look around to find that The Baby was missing. I'd go searching for her, and she'd be down in the basement of the grange hall, alone, munching on the chips or celery that were set out for the dinner after the dance.
Towards the end of the dance, I headed downstairs to get the food set out. I was chatting with another woman when I heard a strange strangling sound. I looked down, and there was The Baby, her eyes bulging, her lips blue, choking on some unknown object. I grabbed her and slammed my fist hard into her back, and out popped a round, juicy grape tomato. She sputtered, breathed and then wailed. And then I held her tight, keeping an incredibly close eye on her from then on.
I'm so grateful that I was there. I had thought that she was upstairs with Bo at that point, and I think of all of the times that she had snuck downstairs to nibble when no one else had been there. Still gives me chills.
Thicket Dweller |
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11.01.06 - 5:24 am | #
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