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Happy Birthday And An Update




It's late, but it's still July 23rd for another half hour, so I want to wish Purple Hoodie Chick a very happy 17th birthday! She wasn't around the Willoughby house today so we'll be celebrating her birthday on Sunday with some good food and a chocolate birthday cake.


An Update

In case you haven't noticed, I haven't been around much lately. Remember those yard projects I said we would be working on? Well, we're still working on them. Hopefully we'll be done by the weekend and I can get back to my blog. In the meantime, I know I'm missing out on some great posts and contests by my favorite bloggers. I'll catch up with all of you soon as I'm not knee deep in dirt!

Comments

Unknown said…
Happy Belated Birthday Purple Hoodie Chick...and many happy returns!
Donna-FFW said…
Have noticed your absence, miss ya. Cant wait to hear the results of your yard work.
ChristineM said…
Happy Birthday, Purple Hoodie Chick!!
Chicago Mom said…
Happy b-day PHC! We miss you Willoughby, but we can't wait to see the yard project. Good luck with it!
Deidra said…
Happy Birthday, Chickie!
BashfulToast said…
Thank you everyone who posted happy birthday! And I have missed your post. It only we had one of those tractors! We would be done by now!
Purple Flowers said…
My younger brother had one of those trucks when he was a kid, only ALOT smaller. :)
Good luck w/your project!
L.B. said…
Happy Birthday, purple hoodie chick! Have fun landscaping, Willoughby!
Joanna Jenkins said…
Happy birthday P.H.C.!!!!

And Willoughby-- Love your sense of humor with the trucks ! LOL

Can't wait to see the finished project!

Have a great weekend.
Lissaloo said…
can't wait to see how all your hard work turns out! =)

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