Paylerp

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pulchritude \PUL-kruh-tood; -tyood\, noun:
That quality of appearance which pleases the eye; beauty; comeliness; grace; loveliness.

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Kevin and Carrie said…
Hahaha I an in paylerp. Oh my goodness. Our mother is truly the funniest and I don't know if she tries too hard. I love her.

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April 15, 2009 at 10:13 AM
Unknown said…
ERMA: It is so refreshing to see 2 people in love. I am so happy that you are in love with your man. There just isn't a better feeling in the entire world than to be in love. And I KNOW THAT YOU TWO will ALWAYS be this fun and silly and lovey together. It is just in you! Bob and I have always been smoochy kissy huggy and not afraid to show it.... it is good for the kids to see. LUV YA ERMA! oh yeah, tell your hubby that his blog is OUTSTANDING and so great to read! a job every REAL man dreams about! and he does it!
April 16, 2009 at 1:19 PM
Unknown said…
oh yeah, did I mention that he reminds me of "OUTDOORS WITH DOUG MILLER" I dont know if you remember seeing that segment on the news on Sunday night after the news. Bob would stay up and watch him every week. WE LOVED that show and BOB always thought of himself as Doug too! lol. But ...you hubby IS LIKE DOUG, when will we see him have his OWN TV segment????????
April 17, 2009 at 3:04 PM
Vicky said…
you guys are so cute, even when you are doing "the face" hee hee abracitos!
April 25, 2009 at 1:12 AM
Antonio said…
What a couple of paylerps.
April 26, 2009 at 1:54 PM
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