Just when I thought my life was bad, I read that a 37 pound woman delivered a baby. Of course, she’s only about three feet tall, and I decided that my life is not so bad after all.
Actually, my life really isn’t that bad…just, well, boring.
And my little sister gets married a week from tomorrow…now, that’s just weird.
Tell your dear sister I’m not the least bit adversely affected/effected by not getting an invitation…not that I could go anyway; all day quizzing that date. Better yet, just tell her congrats and that I’m praying for her
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