Gotta get everyone up, bathed and ready to leave in an hour and a half. My throat is closed up, even after two cups of coffee so I don't know how I'm going to take my pills. Just have to deal with it, I guess.
Feles mala! Cur cista non uteris? Stramentum novum in ea posui.
Something Wicked This Way Comes? I wish... This is a dark ride, containing inane chat about my kids, grandkid, cats, husband, lack of a gallbladder, diabetes, cancer scares, birds, Barbie dolls, car, brown thumb, neighborhood, city, religion, daily irritants, dreams, hopes, disasters, and any other freaky thing I decide to yak about. If you are bored or disturbed by what I write, remember I warned you!
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