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August 17, 2005


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Have fun at the wedding!

That kind of made me misty eyed.


That's so beautiful!

And my sister and I did the EXACT same thing with the bathroom. I don't think I've ever told anyone that!

I know you love her . . . but still . . . you shouldn't call her a sissy.

Hi Frema,
You have probably figured out that your bouquet from Sissy's wedding is here on Taft Street. Is there anything special that we should do to keep the flowers for you?

Awww Breain, I laughed my ass off reading the ridiculous and PRECIOUS memories we have together. I still remembering chasing you with my "horny horns". And how ever did we fit both our butts on the toliet?? Anywho, I LOVE YOU SOOOO MUCH and "our song" by Garth is so awesome. I'm not a huge country fan, but I have always loved that song. You are and always will be the only person who I'd allow to sit next to me on the toliet. XOXOXOXOXO-Thank you for the beautiful entry! ;)

Just reading this awesome entry again Frema, I love you!

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