Count Your Blessings Instead Of Sheep
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Leaning against the wall at the back of a theater I was listening in on conversations, when one woman came up to another and said, "What did you do with my husband?"
The reply? "Well, I ate him."
I like that I have friends who can wash away my stress like water over a dusty soul. Keeps me fresh, keeps me centered. Thank you!
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