The Wall

So I've been wanting to make a blog post for the past few days, but I haven't been able to bring myself to it.  That is because I had made my 200th blog post. I love numbers that are divisible by 5. I didn't want to ruin that with an ugly number like 201. Ick.  So this post is basically just me getting over that mental blockage.


Sigh. I hope 300 comes soon. 

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  1. ruthie.vonMay 17, 2011 at 10:23 PM

    hahaha katie

    you da Lady

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  2. Lindsey OrtonMay 17, 2011 at 10:29 PM

    4, 8, 9, 14, 17, 23, 27, 29, 31, 33, 39

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  3. KaraMay 18, 2011 at 12:12 AM

    I went through a period of time when I couldn't go up or down stairs without counting them. We all have...stuff.

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  4. AnonymousMay 18, 2011 at 11:54 PM

    Becca loved to count things. I noticed it first around stairs. She counted stairs, tiles that led to stairs, and balusters in stair rails. I love her and miss her. Grandpa B

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