
It's Tuesday Morning. But lets call it what it is, "Monday in disguise"
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It's 6:34am
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The Coffee is made
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.and my newspaper is stranded at the end of the drive in a torrential downpour
All the things your mother didn't tell you about motherhood and life are right here.
1 comment:
Of course! If only someone could invent a newpaper device, like the tubes at the bank drive-thru. We could have our paper sucked up and delivered to our kitchen table.
Hope you day gets better.
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