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My sister made me do it.

SO,  here it is. My first blog.  My sister, Kara, 3 years older and much more sophisticated in "life", wrote me and said, "You need to blog".  Well, don't you know it but only a few minutes later I find myself on  Blogspot with a  page and am trying to come up with something witty to say in order to impress and flatter my older sibling.  Basically, I have a sister who wholeheartedly believes in me and I love trying to reach up to higher levels to prove to her I am a capable person.  She is my cheerleader extraordinaire and I love that she believes in me.  Funny thing is I have thought about doing a blog for some time. I recently started receiving some updates/blog from a girl who has her own website called fANNEtastic -she has recipes and healthy living ideas and a blog with photos that I have become attached to.  I have no idea who the woman is, but I do love seeing her lunches, sights from her runs and photos from holidays.  My life, well, isn't all that interesting....I don't  live in some cool third world country doing relief work nor am I a wealthy globetrotter.  I am a stay at home mom to 3 very perfect  (Ha!) daughters.  My life is lived at the gym, in the van, at home, at the soccer pitch, the skating rink, the school and my husbands office. But for some reason, what I experience in the day to day is interesting to ME and probably my sister too...so I do this mostly for her. Because she knows I am a cool person and tells me that all the time.

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  1. Ben S.13 March 2011 at 22:38

    ahh - but you're such a fun person who writes hilarious facebook statuses that should FOR SURE be entire stories so i'm pumped to follow along in your day to day! you're awesome, mar!

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  2. Unknown14 March 2011 at 20:15

    don't need to be impressed (though i am) just very proud of you. you are a beautiful creature and my life is better because you are in it.

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  3. Anonymous31 March 2011 at 08:33

    Marlea, I am so glad that you do things for Kara!! She has a way of getting to you and we are all happy about it! It's really wonderful for your dad and me to be able to have this terrific communication...we're hooked!!

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  4. Anonymous3 April 2011 at 12:42

    Way to blog, Marlee!

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