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    Day 3 of Missing You

    I was soooo intensely crabby today for no reason. The entire family decided to go to the mall this afternoon. Initially, it was just supposed to be me and Iya – who had to return a pair of TOMS that didn’t fit right. But as the afternoon wore on, I just felt my mood going downhill. On the bright side, I did manage to find Pop Rocks. I remembered that there is a tiny candy store at the mall so I went and had a look. Of course they had them in stock – in five or six different flavors, too. Finally the search is over. (They also had Harry…

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    Day 2 of Missing You

    Well now, it has actually been over 24 hours since I saw you. But I’m not changing my count. That will ruin my blog post titles. I didn’t really have anything interesting to take photos of today with the exception of the Divas. They’re way too camera friendly for their own good. I guess I have to take the blame for Anja. Ever since she was a little baby I always took pictures of her. I think the majority of the pictures we have of Anja when she was an infant were taken by me. I’m guessing all the pictures I have of when she was little are all either…

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    Day 1 of Missing You

    Hi, This is going to be intensely cursi because I’m not even going to bother to password protect this post. For future protected posts, it will be the same as the last post. Writing projects don’t really go well for me nowadays, but I’m feeling inspired today of all days. Though ideally, it would be great to write everyday, I know that probably isn’t going to happen. Blogging isn’t really an activity that I can do in the middle of Pennsylvania (we are camping in Pennsylvania apparently, not upstate New York). I used to write in a journal everyday. I owned a Tweety bird diary when I was seven or…