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Small Things 030 - 040

030 - 040 : 365 Days

1. Good sushi.
2. THIS band. Love these guys.
3. Dewey's Pizza
4. Rain instead of ice
5. Busy work days
6. Margaritas
7. Clyde's' charging me for another tab, as well as my own.
8. Getting a credit from Clyde's'
9. Pedicures
10. Not shaving my legs.
11. Buying the nail polish used for my pedicure.
12. Bean & corn dip
13. Happy Hour with girlfriends.
14. Bringing Valentine's the homeless shelter.
15. Shopping at the outlets on President's Day weekend.
16. Alexandria, VA
17. Slumdog Millionaire
18. Girl time
19. Funny photos
20. Playing Wii
21. My husband.
22. Pregnant friends that always have a way of making me laugh even when they are just hating the world, or their moment in time.
23. Dinner with friends.
24. Birthdays
25. iPhoto
26. Free Lunch.
27. Ovarian Cancer Benefit and an out pouring of support.
28. Professional pictures of Toby.
29. Wet dog noses.
30. Clean desk.
31. Organization
33. {potentially}Creating a Bunko night{among friends and nesties}
34. Friends that have gone engagement ring shopping.
35. Buca di Beppo
36. Massage Day at work.
37. Cute baby pictures
38. Nieces and Nephews
39. 6 hour car rides and great music.
40. Pictures.
41. Pilot pens
42. My Calendar
43. Flight of the Conchord night.
44. Catching up on DVR'ed shows.
45. A good outfit.
46. Being able to pull my hair into a pony tail {with lots of hairspray}.
47. Target trips at 2pm for my lunch.
48. Family time.
49. Houses with character.
50. My husband {again}.


sassytimes said…
Pilot pens are the BEST!!!

My moms group has Bunco night...I've always wondered what it is...maybe I'll Google...
Allison said…
lol Ditto to so many of those...especially the not shaving my legs part!!! lol

I had a great time last night! I hope we can do it again soon!

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