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Things I Bought...

Went with friends to get toes done
so I had to get shoes too don't ya know.

It was so cold I just had to get a new Jacket.
Life is so hard.

Better then M&Ms

Shows proportions of the world
Tooth Traditions From Around the World
During the one hour I let mom drive we
get lost. She bought me these earrings she
saw in a window when we got out to switch.

Tells different versions of the same story.

Paper made from Elephant Poo for dad



Now my collection is complete
Good food after all that shopping

Places I went...
University of Alberta


Edmonton Art Walk and Farmers Market

Street Performers Festival
What I came home to...

Flossy my new dog


Good Music

All the rest...
Nativities from all over the world.
If you want to know about
the whole trip you can request
the 100 page journal that mom
wrote every strange thing we did
and saw.
P.S. Sean and Paul's wedding was
wonderful. I am so happy for my two friends.

Comments

the Poffster said…
Glad to see that you had a great time! how are you recovering?
July 15, 2009 at 2:02 PM
T.C. said…
Cool beans!!!! Eliza it looks like you are enjoying yourself. I can't believe I move in 2 weeks!!! Crazy... I loved the elephant poo paper... I should buy some for my dad. He would really appreciate it. ;D
July 17, 2009 at 8:43 AM
Annie said…
Wholy moly! Looks like you had quite the adventure and sis some shopping too! Lucky duck. So is Flossy YOUR VERY OWN?
July 26, 2009 at 8:22 PM
Deneille said…
It looks like you had so much fun! I am going to have to check out some of those books you bought. They look really good. Flossy is absolutely adorable ;)
July 30, 2009 at 12:04 AM
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