It’s Not My Fault

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In case you were wondering where I get my sick, wicked, and slightly masochistic sense of humor, I’ll enlighten you.  She’s an inch taller than me, platinum blonde, and naturally tan.  Yes, I just described a person that is my exact opposite.  I also just described my mother.  And apparently, she has discovered the forward button. 

Here’s what I woke up to on Monday morning…

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About mndunn26

I recently realized that my life is somewhat of a beautiful mess. A "pollack-type-picture" if you will, of colors, experiences, and people that, despite the seeming disarray, is captivating & confusing; patterened & yet unpredictable. But most of all, it is mysteriously designed, purposed, and appointed. For what? I don't know yet... but I'm learning as I go.

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