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It's here! It's here!!! Today has finally arrived! Happy Ricky Schroder Day! I've been up since 4:45 a.m. There's definitely something seriously wrong with me. Oh wait, that's not new. If I could have recorded the thoughts in my head as I was falling asleep, they sounded a little bit like this: "Ricky Schroder Ricky Schroder Ricky Schroder Ricky Schroder Ricky Schroder." This morning that mantra has morphed into the theme song from Silver Spoons. At least I'm changing it up! I may have to have myself committed. This is ridiculous. I'm a grown woman. I'm in my mid-thirties (gah!), how can a teenage crush cause me to lose my mind? I'm going to go throw up now.
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Where did you find these pictures. Your blog is a trip down memory lane. It looks like the wall of my bedroom after when I was a kid. I love. I am off to work. Thinking of you and the Rickmester.
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