Sometimes I feel as if I, myself, were trapped in the Kitchen of life....held back by my own card board boxes (flimsy at best....but indestructible for me). And the Higher power I talk to so often .....is just checking his facebook.
Showing posts with label Esme. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Esme. Show all posts
10.10.2010
Poor Esme....Poor Gwen
Today Esme (my Doxie) is trapped in the kitchen. This has been accomplished by propping a card board box at each entrance. She is not pleased. I feel slightly guilty since I really should let her out and pay attention to her. Instead, however, I am writing this blog.
Sometimes I feel as if I, myself, were trapped in the Kitchen of life....held back by my own card board boxes (flimsy at best....but indestructible for me). And the Higher power I talk to so often .....is just checking his facebook.
Sometimes I feel as if I, myself, were trapped in the Kitchen of life....held back by my own card board boxes (flimsy at best....but indestructible for me). And the Higher power I talk to so often .....is just checking his facebook.
9.30.2010
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