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Yup, Bunny's sick. Whenever she gets a pukey bug I get very nervous and wonder if each tummy rumble (of mine) means I'll be spending the next 12 or so hours near a toilet. I know, I know. My kid gets sick and I immediately think about myself. Well, I didn't get the nickname "Fran-o-centric" from my college roommate for nothin'. Seriously, though, when Greta has GI issues, I immediately start considering each meal as my last. By last I mean meal-I-…
Posted by Fran Reed on November 29th, 2007 at 6:25pm —
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I am assuming each family has their weird little things that they do that no one else would dream of doing, and we're not exception. Some of these things are pretty tame, albeit strange, but some things make me wonder if we've completely negated the year-plus of breast-feeding and all of the homemade baby food and everything else we've done to make Greta perfect.
One thing we do fairly regularly, which is definitely more lame than damaging, is we will get on the opposite side of th…
Posted by Fran Reed on November 29th, 2007 at 6:22pm —
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And that is, like, 2o years in blog years. That’s right, folks, this here little site started 5 years ago today with a un-pat-and-fran-like picture, some promises to update a lot, and some low expectations for who would come to visit. This site has far exceeded my expectations in every way. It has turned into my most ti…
Posted by Fran Reed on November 27th, 2007 at 6:25pm —
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I had so many people this weekend tell me that Greta looks just like me, which I consider a great compliment because I think that Greta is super pretty, but I think they're all crazy. Greta looks just like Pat Reed. As proof, here is a picture of a young Pat that looks eerily like Greta's recent class photo. For those of you who are thinking Greta looks just like me, behold!
Posted by Fran Reed on November 27th, 2007 at 6:24pm —
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I am terrified of spiders and one just came crawling down my office wall, and it was a BIG one. Well, it was pretty big. Too big for my liking. When I saw it out of the corner of my eye I squealed and then I panicked. I can't kill a spider that big. I yell, "Geeeerrrry?" to the person in the office next door, "How do you feel about killing big spiders?" He came over and killed it for me (although he did leave the spider carcass on my desk, but that's okay - killing it was really all I needed…
Posted by Fran Reed on November 27th, 2007 at 6:23pm —
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