I often fear for all future offspring of my family because it's currently incomprehensible how I could ever love anything more than Stella.
How is it even possible to be so stinkin' cute?!?!
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Hi, I'm Stacey!
Thanks for checkin out my blozoggle! Hope you like reading it as much as I love writing it :)
Hi, I'm Bruce!
Aka: Stacey's husband. Owner of the Chicago Beer Experience.
Hi, We created Stacey!
Hello there! We're the "proud" parents of this blogger...wooord
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"You May Say I'm a Dreamer"
I Still Heart the Lower East Side :)
About Me
- Stacey Hall :)
- Chicago , IL, United States
- If I were in AA I’d stand up in the circle and say, “Hey! My name is Stacey & I’m an everything-good-that- life-has-to-offer-aholic.” And if I had to tell more to the group I’d give the Cliff Notes version which’d go something like, “You all kinda know me already because I’m 'that' girl. A little different but no one seems to mind. Average in looks & body but what I lack in my chest I guess I make up in personality. I wear costumes when it’s not a theme party & drink apple juice in the morning (even though coffee is the sexier option). Still bite my nails, pick my nose & forget to say “God Bless You” when peeps sneeze. I’m the girl that busts into applause when the airplane lands safely onto the tarmac (I can’t help it. Seriously, I’ve tried to stop). I rock out in the shower, seldom wear makeup, often wear Superman underoos & still order happy meals.” Then, I'd sit back down and likely lead the charge to the bar immediately after adjournment (just being honest...)
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