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Clarification

I feel like I need to clarify a few things, after reading my interview with c jane;

1. It's interesting what comes out in an interview over e-mail.


2. In our house full of boys, we do have a daughter. (And she loves being the only girl, by the way.)


3. "Something about selling diamonds forces you to mature." in these ways-
A. You are required to wear "nice" clothes to work
B. You make a lot of money in May and December
C. You have to pretend you're a know-it-all when it comes to jewelry

4. I went to UVSC, but never strutted my stuff. (How embarrassing c jane!)


5. I love c jane, and loved chatting with her over e-mail. She's one of a kind!


6. I REALLY only entered her contest because I wanted a c jane prize.

7. This experience has been the HIGHLIGHT of my blogging life!

Thanks again, c jane!

P.S. If you haven't read her Sorta FAQ's yet, you are in for a real treat. They made even my husband laugh!

Comments

c jane said…
Amanda,

I clarified the part about a daughter (sorry Maddie!), but I couldn't change the "strutted herself" in the Hall of Flags because you would be lame if you didn't. It was required! I mean, don't you think I am doing you a fava?

Loves,
c jane
c jane said…
And may I just say how hot I look in that interview with David (I call him David these days.) My hair...my legs...that dress...I mean...I am speechless!
Mandee said…
You do look hot c jane!

And I have to know if my friend Jessica strutted herself down the Hall of Flags? Did you?

I always made sure I had a guy friend strutting through the hall with me... I always felt lame without one!
Katie said…
c jane, don't let her fool you. I see her strutting her stuff down the hall at church ever Sunday.
I loved the interview! You are the best mom to your "bonus kids" and the boys! I have to say I dreaded walking down the hall of flags (or "fags" as Craig calls it) I know I sat and watched everyone. I think everyone felt lame walking down that hall. So you're not alone.
Alifinale said…
Nice interview - now you are famous blogger too! Oh the hall of flags is embarrassing. I loved reading more about you, you are so cute! I miss you too!
Mandee said…
Whatever Katie... you're the one doing the strutting in the halls, while I'm in Primary doing Sharing Time.
brooke said…
I am a lurker but have to say I love your blog. I found it through Kelly (who I don't know either) but I think you are so funny and I loved your back to school/fall post.
Mandee said…
Brooke-

Thanks for visiting and commenting! And come back again. And know that I love comments from lurkers! Now, I'm off to check out your blog!
Mandee said…
Bummer... it must be a private blog. : (
brooke said…
I don't have a blog but sister has a great blog--itsgoodtobeashleycarter.blogspot.com.

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