It is Sunday. A day of reflection and observation. Yes, I've done a great deal of both and have decided that my life of late resembles a bad Country & Western song.
If I wrote it, it would go something like this:
My little darlin' ran willy nilly,
tripped and cracked open her little head...
My hubby's identity has been stolen
and we've had to make sure we have enough bread...
My other darlin' had a hurtin' tummy,
and up-chucked on my feet.
I'm hangin' in there, but...
My life ain't what it used to be ....Warble, warble, warble...
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