tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13906551037276959992011-11-27T18:38:46.955-05:00Fancy the StampThe Stamp was the name of my home in Auburn. I dearly loved that place; it was on the most beautiful {one-way} street in town. Since moving, anything worthy of the label "Stamp" is good.Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00936656647690089420noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390655103727695999.post-33515812570235709042009-10-11T00:43:00.000-04:002009-10-11T00:43:04.562-04:00Family Care? What if you're single? Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00936656647690089420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390655103727695999.post-80031488236721723452009-10-10T17:34:00.000-04:002009-10-10T17:34:39.865-04:00Just in case you thought it was... Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00936656647690089420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390655103727695999.post-32994333621068059192009-09-27T04:19:00.001-04:002009-09-27T04:20:47.710-04:00Adventures in {and out of} Atlanta The Stamp will never be replaced, but it can be followed.  Enter the new stampish turn-of-the-century home: I do love it.  It feels as homey as it looks. In other news, my coach from work (I guess this is the equivalent of a supervisor in a non-public accounting business?) has left the firm and it has been totally depressing.  I refuse to even walk to that side of the building any more.  It'sElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00936656647690089420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390655103727695999.post-65666292935955739832009-09-27T02:21:00.001-04:002009-09-27T02:27:29.887-04:00Sometimes... Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00936656647690089420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390655103727695999.post-25715643452539781322009-09-22T01:52:00.002-04:002009-09-27T02:22:17.789-04:00Fancy the Stampmy favorite place to have ever lived was The Stamp, Auburn, AL.  The stamp, the stamp, oh how I miss that place.  All 250 square feet of it.  But wouldn't you love coming home to this, too? with some of my art on the wall (the couch left shortly after this picture was taken...what a relief!) But my favorite thing about Payne Street was this: ...learning to dream...dreaming...and thenElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00936656647690089420noreply@blogger.com0