Remember the old woman who lived in a shoe? I'm a lot like her, with a husband and varying numbers of children in our 100-year-old farmhouse. This blog is about our lives.
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Saturday, January 06, 2007
Poetry (That Rhymes but Isn't Necessarily True)
Life at the Smuckers is going so bad; All the kids are sick and sad; Hansie is barking at Uncle Chad; Pigga is sharpening her claws on Dad; This whole mess is making Mom mad.
thank you dorcas. hopefully it'll get better. we took off for a little while tonight and it made me feel better. also, katie is here. and also, i have good friends around me, and there are some awesome ppl here. i am happier now. thanks for your sweet, encouraging comment. :-)
You poor poor things.. :)
ReplyDeletethank you dorcas. hopefully it'll get better. we took off for a little while tonight and it made me feel better. also, katie is here. and also, i have good friends around me, and there are some awesome ppl here. i am happier now.
ReplyDeletethanks for your sweet, encouraging comment. :-)