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No Way To Start a Monday

I looked at my blog stats this morning, to discover to my dismay that someone found my blog by googling:

"gained 15 pounds."

INTERNET. Does this blog make me look fat???

 




In other news, I have three articles up on HorseNation.com today.  This brings me great joy.






Three cheers for having two careers!





Comments

Lacey J. said…
Congratulations! Wonderful articles. I love hearing about your many adventures!

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