I swear, if it wasn't for all of the things that are broken in our house, we wouldn't have anything....that didn't sound right....it should be, if it wasn't for all the things that are broken in our house, I would have things that were fixed. There. More like it. I have a hot water knob in my shower that I have to turn on with pliers. The shower head has started leaking into the wall, the washing machine's agitator won't turn, both sets of blinds in the living room are broken, the doorbell doesn't work, the toilet in the hall bathroom runs constantly, and now the new dishwasher I bought a mere 6 months ago, isn't getting my dishes clean. Ahhh. Being broke is so much fun. Oh, and one more thing to add to that list of broken things.....my spirit.
Happy Holidays.
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I read your whole blog today after seeing your comments on Crystal's blog. I love your writing style. You should blog more often!
And that little curse/poem? PRICELESS!!!
Amy, I love the poem. I saw it on Crystal's blog. You nailed my thoughts on the head with that one. I will still not be eating at Red Robin , but at least they made it right. I wonder if they saw you poem LOL.
Paula
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