My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Saturday, March 29, 2014
Just When You Don't Expect It
I had some plans of things to do this weekend. My back, however, didn't agree.
I'll putter around; walking like something is stuck up my rear end, and keep a poor attitude.
My aching back sympathizes with your aching back. Whoever coined the phrase "Golden Years" didn't have a clue.
ReplyDeleteThey probably didn't do much manual labor during their lifetime, and golden described their trust fund.
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