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Hump Day Hmm Host Post 8-1-01

Thanks to the participants of the Hump Day Hmm topic, "Too Much of a Good Thing."

And now for your reading pleasure...the many and wonderful posts:

Emily at Wheels on the Bus wrote G.H.

I wrote Too much of a good thing and the human body: Hump Day Hmm 8-1-07 (or just scroll down a bit)

Snoskred of Life in the country wrote The Hump Day Hmmm - My own personal temptation island.

Liv wrote Too much of good thing? Which thing?

Mary-LUE wrote Too Much of a Good Thing: A Hump Day Hmm-er PSA

Atypical wrote too much is not enough

Sephy wrote How much is too much?



copyright 2007 Julie Pippert

Comments

flutter said…
I love your post on this, Julie. I wish I had something more eloquent to say
Anonymous said…
I'll have to investigate further!
Cheers
thailandchani said…
All of these posts are very good. I also find myself simply without any thought on this.. or I should say.. not enough for a post. It would all come down to this: balance.

I'm blocked from there. LOL
Lawyer Mama said…
Great round up this week!
Girlplustwo said…
i keep kicking myself for not getting my act together to join you on this.
atypical said…
I've now hummed

http://atypicalbrat.blogspot.com/2007/08/too-much-is-not-enough.html

-t (the computer illiterate)

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