tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post4277492785485393532..comments2010-02-12T16:19:06.714-08:00The Artful Eyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00004135813140464018noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-91430776414011910472010-02-12T16:19:06.714-08:002010-02-12T16:19:06.714-08:00Yes indeed, in some moments I can say that I agree with you, but you may be in the light of other options.<br />to the article there is quiet a without question as you did in the go over like a lead balloon a fall in love with issue of this request <a href="http://www.google.com/ie?as_q=softdiv" rel="nofollow">www.google.com/ie?as_q=</a><a href="http://10fife-lake36.50webs.com/2010-02-7.html" rel="nofollow">mcfunsoft video convert maser 8.0.8.25</a> ?<br />I noticed the phrase you procure not used. Or you partake of the pitch-dark methods of inspiriting of the resource. I suffer with a week and do necheg<br />Your Ferrdenants :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-88218373134127466842008-04-21T20:56:00.000-07:002008-04-21T20:56:00.000-07:00I cannot speak for the technique here because my brains are fried with too much meds... but your story has touched my heart... Having left my home (physical) and my homeland (the country I grew up in) and wandered across the globe to establish a domicile (if not a docile and peaceful place for my soul), I have come to the conclusion that I can only "go home" in my dreams and that my real home is now here -- not in a physical sense, although I love living in Austin -- but more with my hubby and son. They are my home...<BR/><BR/>Now...where did I put these red slippers, Toto?!Nedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10440267930351802396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-71284493120547040232008-04-18T16:33:00.000-07:002008-04-18T16:33:00.000-07:00What a great art journal this is turning out to be. It will be a treasure when it is full. Sold to the highest bidder? Or invaluable?<BR/><BR/>My home is where my heart is and it is here with Eduard in this little apartment.Bitter Sweet Chocolate Irenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05043376053971475659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-84355465280231137212008-04-17T22:31:00.000-07:002008-04-17T22:31:00.000-07:00Wow two in a row....<BR/>I love this blog as much as you other one. I love this post to and your beautiful writing. You are a gifted lady and I am honoured to be able to observe.Lisa Sarsfieldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02641107558317278059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-22772440835908350292008-04-14T05:40:00.000-07:002008-04-14T05:40:00.000-07:00Mature in the best way post.<BR/><BR/>This journal gives us all insight. <BR/><BR/>I remember the childhood Christmas stencils when you had white snow fleck spracy paint and created winter on the inside of a northern california window. Bells and snowflakes and maybe a sled.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for the lovely work and words.Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15611426433624317904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-14236472812756993132008-04-13T21:37:00.000-07:002008-04-13T21:37:00.000-07:00Ohhhhhhh.....this is gorgeous! Your stencil is beautifully done! I hope to work on some stencils tomorrow! <BR/><BR/>I long for my heart to find the perfect house too! I can see it in my mind...some I will be home!Kim H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14758850301642416639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-44496940074397659052008-04-13T21:03:00.000-07:002008-04-13T21:03:00.000-07:00a lovely perfect post. i wonder how many of us are still longing for the perfect house, that home?<BR/>~sue okieffeSue O'Kieffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07532715996963297737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429696.post-9850843757649860262008-04-13T20:17:00.000-07:002008-04-13T20:17:00.000-07:00AAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that stencil!!! Bravo chica!! Qien es mas macho??LostLuggagehttp://profile.typekey.com/LostLuggage/noreply@blogger.com