Three hundred sixty-seven and nine-tenths cents per gallon looks good!(Through rose colored glasses.)
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Some people call it musings. Some people call it random crap. Some people call it a slice of life. I call it superfluous miscellany, which roughly translates into "a bit too much of a bunch of different stuff." Enjoy!
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About Me
- Jami
- I am Jami. Mom to six smart(mouthed) angel-monkeys, three of whom have moved on to college. Never been cool, never going to be cool. No matter what I'm doing, I'd rather be reading. Wish life was fair and everyone felt loved. Love God (because he first loved me).
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I'm sad for you; out here where the senators and congressmen have to buy their gas, it went down to $3.29. I think it's a conspiracy to make them think that all is ok with the country, when it's really not. Because it's always cheaper than anywhere else I go.
I like to look at all of the gas posts at once. The pattern is fascinating. I wish I'd been able to fit an "August 1st" post in but August was BUSY!
Rose-colored glasses get a bum rap. I like it when things look rosier than they actually are.
Actually, the sky and pavement in the picture do look rather rosy.
Yes, hence my subtitle. My camera's operator messed up in some inexplicable way. (That'd be me.) Outside shots have been pink lately. What's up with that?
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