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Let's be friends


This morning when I woke up, I peeked at blogsville on my way to the fridge, but sat down smiling when I found out I was given a Let's be friends award. Thank you Jona. It's surely nice to have friends. I hope in time I'll be able to reach the number required on rule 2.

I am passing this award on to Genebei, Arlene, Willa, Carrie, Lanie, Lynn. There :) Have fun!

Here are the rules:
1.Put the logo on your blog or post.
2.Nominate at least 10 blogs which show great Attitude and/or Gratitude!
3.Be sure to link to your nominees within your post.
4.Let them know that they have received this award by commenting on their blog.
5.Share the love and link to this post and to the person from whom you received your award.

Comments

Thanks for this, although i recieved and posted one already in my main blog, but still, getting one is always appreciated.Thanks for the thought.

-Willa-
Carrie said…
That is so sweet :) Thank you, I've enjoyed finding new friends and blogs to find support and encouragement! I will post it, and like you, don't know if I can come up with 10 others!
Anonymous said…
Thank you I appreciate this. I will post in my blog the soonest I can. :) Have a great day!
Anonymous said…
Great award.

You're so sweet. God bless
JonaBQ said…
thanks for posting and passing it on. have a great week ahead!

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