I do believe I need to find that halo, dust it off, and start wearing it again.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
A to Z Challenge Letter H
This post is going to be short and sweet. For my theme of remembering, today I am going to remember my friend the Halo. When I was a little girl, my halo was tucked in my back pocket for whenever I needed it. Mom would say, "Did you remember your halo?" I attended Catholic School, and the nuns were always asking us where our halos were whenever we'd misbehave.
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:) Yours will only need a dusting... mine probably needs super heavy-duty tarnEx!
Hope you feel better today. Hugs.
I'd never heard of this before! Love it. I want a halo! :)
cute!
lol, I was a good girl growing up (bar one or two mishaps) now that I'm older I tell people that my halo is held up by my horns and not to worry about the forked tail...lol.
I always wanted a halo.. Was probably a good enough child to get one but now..... That's a whole other story!
Good luck with rest of the blog challenge
Rebecca
Words And Palabras
Cute about the halo! Wasn't it gorgeous here in Missouri today? Loved it! Now, if we can just get through the night without another one of those pesky storms.
When I need a halo I just polish the edge of my bald patch :)
That's a little bit cute. :)
I was a good girl growing up too, but not 'cause I was religious - I wasn't. ;) I was just born good. haha. Or maybe it was that my parents are great people.
My first comment disappeard in Blogger error cyberspace. :\
The first thing that came to my mind was the number of times our friends in chat would mention their "rusty" halos. Polishing cloths must have been big sellers back then. :)
Cute pic for your blog.
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