A couple of weeks ago, my half-sister's daughter got married. I didn't make the wedding, but from the looks of it, it was lovely. They are a sweet couple and I wish them all the best things in life. I hope they can forgive me for not attending, and I hope I can forget them being angry with me over it.
My heart to you is given,
oh do give yours to me;
We'll lock them up together
And throw away the key.
-F. Saunders
oh do give yours to me;
We'll lock them up together
And throw away the key.
-F. Saunders
Does buying and eating kale on a regular basis...
...make up for all the desserts I've been making? 'Cause people here don't consider a meal finished, unless a sweet is served at the end. And no, fruit doesn't count for them. (the above is a Boston Cream Pie Poke cake)
It used to be that keeping a clean house on a regular basis was so important to me that I could not let myself relax at the end of a long day unless the dishes were loaded in the dishwasher, the bathrooms and living areas straightened, and the laundry put up. I still would love all of that to happen daily, but I run out of gas more often than not...and I've discovered that it can wait, and all will still be well.
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