This young woman, intelligent, fun-loving, and friendly, with an easy-going personality and joyful disposition, seemed to live a truly blessed life; and had lived nearly twenty-three years in the world with very little to distress or vex her. The eldest of three, she found herself removed from the home of her parents, out in this world on her own. Life, it seemed to her, had always been a happy place, and one that she was content with; that was until one day when this young woman realized that there was more- much more- and she was meant to search out these things. And thus began her search for unseen glories, a journey she continues to this day, and will continue on until the day she finds herself face to face with her Savior.
My mom and I were talking today, and I deserved a lecture, but she was kind enough to put it on hold. (Thanks, Mom.) Anyways, we were laughing like crazy about my screw-up (at least it was a funny one), and my mom asked me, "Does this sound like deja moo?"
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I think "deja moo" refers something someone says that sounds like it came from Moo. :) ie "Don't eat the foreign bugs."
Sorry, Bart, it's all mine!!! After turning Mallory on to it, though, I'm sure it's all over San Marcos by now.
Love,
Mom
XXXOOO
Little do you know Mother .. I did make up "deja moo" .. where ever YOU got it from, they stole it from ME! mwaahahaha .. or should I say ... mwamoomoo. 3:O ... that's a cow, incase you couldn't tell! Hey Lou, I love your guts!
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