I have a confession. I have been talking about my struggle with regular exercise and have mentioned I run. I have used the word "run" loosely and need to clarify. I actually am a dedicated wogger. When I read that term on Linda's site I thought "My stars, that's a perfect description of what I do!" Linda picked up the term from… well, you know how things go around in the blogosphere. Just so you know I’m not fooling myself. But, hey, it gets the job done.
I'll be wogging this weekend up and down stairs as we move Cupcake to Tallahassee to start college.
I listen to K-Love streaming radio alot when I'm working online and this week Sherry was attending a Boo-Hoo Breakfast after dropping her baby off at kindergarten. What a concept - but I'm not sure that we need any help with the tear mechanism. I cry when the National Anthem plays. I'd better not go to a Boo Hoo Breakfast.
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We have a BooHoo/Yahoo Breakfast. Come as you are - happy or sad. It's fun.
I love your comment on Wogging. I think what I do is called limping. I haven't even achieved wog yet!
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