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Mirabile Dictu
It is 10 pm on a Thursday night, and I am presently knitting and watching American Experience (well, okay, *technically* I'm blogging, but work with me), with only Gene for company.
Note that. ONLY GENE for company. Both girls are in bed.
Yeah. I know.
I am not fool enough to think this is the way it's going to be for all eternity, but for tonight, I am thrilled to feel halfway self indulgent.
by at February 15, 2007 10:12 PM
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