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<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 04:22:17 PDT</pubDate>
<title>Unique-giftsonline By Grace- Hill international</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 21:45:27 PDT</pubDate>
<title>Serious wine-ing</title>
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;My Darlings!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;I was sitting swinging
my legs on a barstool in a restaurant.&amp;nbsp; I was just in the mood
for a light lunch.&amp;nbsp;This restaurant has the best salmon I've ever
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;I orderd a glass of Savignon blanc a Marlboro from NZ to go with my
fish. It's always&amp;nbsp;intriguing (frustrating, perhaps) to see what size
glass they put in front of you.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes you get a proper glass, but
very often they're irritatingly&amp;nbsp;small.&amp;nbsp;This time I got an apology for a
glass - uninspiring and tiny. What's more, just below half way up the
glass there was a measuring mark - and the waitress poured the wine up
to the mark - not a drop more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;If Darling Blondie had been with me - which
she wasn't, as she was at work - she would have given me one of
those silent looks which say everything.&amp;nbsp;Then we would have taken
action. In extreme cases, by leaving the restaurant. In milder cases,
by asking for more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Which is what I did. &amp;quot;Excuse me,&amp;quot; I said,
&amp;quot;but could you give me a bit more wine?&amp;quot; The waitress gave me a nervous
look. &amp;quot;No, sorry, I'm afraid I can't...I'm not allowed to pour wine up
over the mark.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;- How fastidious, I thought - but I was in no
mood to give up! I explained to her that I was always given a little
bit extra, as a matter of principle. &amp;quot;My colleagues always get more in
their glasses than I do, and I think something should be done about it!&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;The poor waitress realised that she had lost
the battle&amp;nbsp; (it's an argument&amp;nbsp;that always pays off).&amp;nbsp;She came back with
the bottle and poured about 8 drops more into my glass.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;For me, it was a matter of principle....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Hugs from your very own&amp;nbsp; Darling Lillis &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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<pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 20:58:57 PDT</pubDate>
<title>Track suit and Gucci</title>
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My Darlings!&lt;br/&gt;
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It was a sight for sore eyes a few minutes ago when I opened the door to find my Darling friend on the doorstep. She was on her bike (!) and was wearing:&lt;br/&gt;
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1. tracksuit trousers&lt;br/&gt;
2. trainers&lt;br/&gt;
3. a Gucci handbag&lt;br/&gt;
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I studied her for a moment, wondering whether to comment that she might have chosen a different get-up.&amp;nbsp; But no - what the heck - her outfit was spot-on!&amp;nbsp; Let's face it: a Gucci handbag makes anything look good. &lt;br/&gt;
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My Darling friend was doing her bit to prove the point....&lt;br/&gt;
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Hugs from your very own Darling Blondie</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 12:24:55 PST</pubDate>
<title>Monkey Business</title>
<description>I started a part time job and was on my diet. Darlings, I have the best diet, lost heaps after having drunk to much champange
 ... we can talk about this later.
My first day at work was on my banana day, and darlings I felt like a monkey, bananas and bananas all day long, flying up the ladder, hanging from the celing, boxes falling over me , under me and every where my favorite thing SHOES !!!
 SHOES in the ATTIC,  is where this all took place.
 Darling's if you ever thought being a shoe sales man or woman was easy, think again! 
Great work out and fun people.. why pay a fee to a gym , now I am getting payed to work out  and try on the most beautiful shoes 3 days a week.
 No Monkey business and no more bananas
kiss kiss 
Your own &quot;almost slim&quot; Darling Lillis</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 12:20:39 PST</pubDate>
<title>THANK YOU JOHN !!</title>
<description>Is it really true ? Does BLONDS have more fun ? 
 Well, Darlings ...... I got in to so much trouble when I was trying to help my darling boyfriend become a bit blonder!!!
&quot;Darling, why don't you sit here while I put the peroxide in  your hair, I will do it as they do in a real salon, with foils&quot;.
 My darling bravely sat down and put his head in my trust and hands...... big mistake!!!
To put a Darling mans short hair in foils... Darling's don't even try.. It was very fiddely and as John said, even if I was a pick squeeze I could not have done it.
After thirty minutes I checked my darlings hair and it was white in his little foil packages at the front of his head. The back head foils not so blond, but blond enough..... Time for a rinse

It was horrible !!! My darling boyfriend looked like some one had thrown peroxide at him, big patches with super blond blobs in the front and orange blobs at the back !!! My Darling !!!
My darling calmly replied, &quot;Well I guess there is only one way to go now&quot;. We ( I ) poured the rest of the bleach in to his head and wrapped his darling head in  plastic foil as I have seen they do in salon's.
My darling was really pampered with fruit and coffee while we waited...... for the true blond to appear!!  My Darling did Not look like a male vertion of Marilyn Monroe. My darling looked like he was wearing a blond wig . Absolutly delightfully horrible .. Wow what a sight..... platinum blond with orange scalp ... I could not look at my darling without crying of laughter. My darling not so calm any more replied &quot; it is 
not funny&quot; !!  My darling was to attend his family Funeral in Melbourne the next day.  I said&quot; at least they will have a good laugh at the funeral&quot;. Not funny, my darling replied and with drew to his news paper.
What do you do on a Sunday afternoon when all salon's are closed ??  I went in on the net and found &quot; MOBILE HAIRDRESSER&quot; ( You now find his link on our home page) . I called and John cheerfully answered... he promised to come to the rescue later in the evening. Phu what a sigh of relief.. John turned up at 7.30 pm ( on a Sunday night) and saved my darling... it for sure looked 100% better. So I guess to save your self money and your relationship DON'T TRY IT..  Thank you John.</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 15:58:13 PST</pubDate>
<title>CRAZY BLOND IN PINK</title>
<description>My Darlings!
 
I've just come home from my daily power-walk in the Eastern suburbs village where I live. I was wearing my brand new, ultra-pink tracksuit top from Juicy Couture. I bought it on a sale in Melbourne last week while my darling Fluffbabe Chic and I were relaxing after an exhausting working lunch.
 
While powering my way through the forest I got to thinking about Chic's comment &quot;as I approached the desk to pay for my new tracksuit top,( which I had fallen completely in love with). She looked at me and said: &quot;There's no way you can wear that for jogging in Melbourne....&quot;
 
I answered merrily: &quot;Well, dear, you couldn't wear it in Eastern Sydney either!&quot;
 
Which is the truth. Or can you, I wonder?!!!???
 
I know that I look fabulous in it. So now you know. 
 
Your very own  Darling Blondie</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 23:44:17 PST</pubDate>
<title>Glasses for silly remarks</title>
<description>My Darlings!
 
Ha ha - Darling's I have just been out trying on glasses.  
 
I thought it might just be fun to get a new pair of specs. Actually, I usually wear contact lenses. So when the optician came over to ask me if he could help, I had my answer ready:

 
&quot;I want a pair of specs that'll make me look really serious. 
So ,if I say anything really daft, I can put them on straight away so I  then look very intelligent. This way no one will believe that it was me who said it!&quot;
 
He studied me for a while - trying, presumably, to figure out if I was being serious (there was no way for him to know that I always am.) Finally, he answered slowly:
 
&quot;That's going to be difficult.&quot;
 
What? What does he mean - difficult? Having thought about it for a while, I realize that this might be the PERFECT product to launch in our  Unique-giftsonline store! 
What do you say, Darlings?</description>
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