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BePurdy365


I just wanted to take a quick moment to share the fact that BePurdy 365, the daily photo site that I've been sharing with Courtney since October of last year, is now 10 months old. It's a big commitment to get a photo a day posted, but we've going strong and are still aiming to hit our 365 mark. I love this blog in so many ways. If you haven't checked it out - please do. Let us know what you think!

Thank you for sharing in my life.

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Anonymous said…
Hey Jamie,
I have been away from blogging for awhile - didn't know about BePurdy! I just signed up to follow it - it looks AWESOME!
Vitamin B-Lardo said…
You have been away for a while - I hope you are doing well :) Thank you for signing up for BePurdy!! I've been quiet on this blog, but only cuz my other two have been going strong.
Anonymous said…
I am doing well - I am back in treatment, but I am feeling good for the most part. I will pop in and visit your other blogs as well.
Hope that things in your world are going well. I have missed your updates.
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