I stopped to pick up mail on the way to take Maggie Rose to get her ears checked. (Never google foxtails and dogs.) The only problem with Maggie is her mom, overreacting.
Dr. Google is a quack.
A package was waiting for me at the UPS Store, a GREAT package. I was like a kid at Christmas. The ramen noodles made me laugh out loud. A Cracker Jack prize triggered a bit of nostalgia. Giggling like a schoolgirl, I tried on my new furry earmuffs, soon to be put to good use, no doubt.
This was SO much fun!
I am blessed Texas; you are the best.
My Cracker Jack Seattle Mariners tat is calling my name (the closest I will get to a real tat, dear daughter).
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