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Pardon My Absence . . .

Pardon my absence… I’ve been laundering.

Damn blood stains.  I awoke yet again this morning to what looked like a crime scene on my crisp white, fine Italian linens. 392 more words


Complain, Complain

Saturday night was just about unbearable, and I called the answering service before we went to church, saying I wanted to discuss the pain and swelling with someone as soon as possible, so I would leave the cell phone on vibrate during service. 541 more words