Precious Peeps I wish you all the very best for Labor Day. I hope you do not overdo things like I did as I was excessively sick.
I chewed down on the equivalent of a bale of fresh grass yesterday morning. It tasted so sweet and refreshing but it didn’t stay down long.
Usually I tolerate it like the GOAT that I am but this was that one straw too many it came back up the way it went down.
Fortunately the Grands had left for Church so Dad was responsible for the clean up.
He gave me the evil eye.
It didn’t put him off his brunch of pizza, grilled cheese toasty and pasta though. You see from whence my epicurean habits have been derived.
Leaves you a tad hungry though when your brekkie bits the dust. Just have to pray for those “crumbs under the table”
Blessing#1814-Fall Out
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