FAIL!

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I did try. Really I did. To post every day. It's just that, you know, LIFE happens. And so it goes. Ah well. No use crying over broken promises in blogger land, right?

These are oldies but goodies, I assure you.
Taken about a year ago when we were in Utah for my Paunsagunt deer hunt.
Ahhhh, the memories.


Isn't it so fun to go through old pictures and reminisce?
That would be one of the downsides of technology, I think.

Huh?

Oh.

Right.

You're not in my head.
I should explain then.


Pictures!
Digital pictures!
Thousands of digital pictures!
I mean seriously!

By the show of comments (wink, wink) how many of you actually print out ALL the pictures you take with your digital cameras, print them out, and stick them in a photo album? Like we did in the olden days. You know, back before the invention of the clapper. Because let's be honest here, when the clapper came along, it was like one small step for lazy people; one giant step for technology.

This is where you can start singing Kip's wedding song to LaFawnda in Napoleon Dynamite.
"Oh hoooooow I love technology. But nooooooot as much as you, you see. But stiiiiiiilll I love technology.
Always and Forever.
Always and Forever."


Comments

Unknown said…
ah the memories! so glad that you were a part of mine, even though it was a nano-second of time-in-space! but you were all the same! I love the pic of your baby girl and her sun-shine hair-do! pretty cool! Hope you had a fun Christmas and hope you have a great New Year's Eve....make it memorable.....hugs you you ERMA!
December 27, 2011 at 10:28 AM
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