Oh Brother

Dear You Know Who, "Take the Lord along with you..." -Chuckii Booker Well, it feels pretty great to be lonely, left out, forgotten about, and nonexistent. So, I'm complaining again. Ok, I'm alive, have my health and strength, clothes to wear, a shelter to live in, and a loving family. (Yea right!) I don't even know why I'm here!! I thought slavery was illegal. (Of course I am only kidding.) But it sure feels like it down here. So what's been up on your end? I don't feel now that I have said all of this. I hate this blouse that I have on. All I did was complain... Oh brother! Love ya! Mary