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Quick Roundtable Update:

I added a new participant to the Roundtable in Part I. Check out what CeCe wrote!

Gwen and Jen have some great ideas for additional roundtable participation. I've added those in as Ideas 6 and 7 in Part 2.

Quick Pursuit of Health update:

I live. I live in stagnation. It's been a rough physical week for me. Had several flares. Couldn't exercise. Enough said.

And, now a present for Atypical:

























all text and images copyright 2007 Julie Pippert
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Unknown said…
Lovely photos! Is this the area you live in?
April 20, 2007 at 6:17 PM
atypical said…
oooh, oooh, ooh, a present for me!!!! I absolutely adore the first one (though they are all great).

You made my day.
April 20, 2007 at 10:56 PM
Gwen said…
My dear, I'm sorry, but Gerard Depardieu WISHES he looked like that.

Sign me up for a Southern TX vacation (but only with you as my tour guide, natch)!
April 21, 2007 at 7:16 AM
Julie Pippert said…
Mary-Lue, yeah, this is where I live.

Atypical, the first one? Okey dokey. I'll email you soon.

Gwen, LOL, that's obviously not the whole picture. We're very like Florida in that. Of course I'd be your tour guide. May I suggest avoiding summer, which runs from May through October (at least)? LOL
April 21, 2007 at 9:13 AM
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