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My Ordinary Year
365 days
365 pictures
365 stories

Nub and gist/goal: post at least one picture and a story for 365 days



My Ordinary Self
I’m Danica.
I like:
1) Saturdays
2) The Rocket Summer
3) blue skies
4) the morning's air
If that helps describe who I am.


Blogs of Days Past


Other Blogs

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Other:
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Timeline
Days Blogged: 201
Days to Go: 164

Day 213: Oops
Sunday, August 1, 2010 11:58 PM


Oops! Time flies when I'm not paying attention. I've been taking pictures—-just not uploading them. I'll try to put up posts from July 21st to July 31st in the upcoming days, but for now, I'll just start with today and go from there.



Today I hung out at Adds's house. She leaves for college long before I do, so she has already started collecting all her college things. She was showing me her lamps and her pillows and her hangers, all very practical and ordinary looking items. Then she whipped out her sleeping eye mask and I just burst into laughter because it looked like a bra for her eyes. So, of course, we needed a picture to commemorate the moment.