There have been Sundays that we don't have an evening service, where we've been out and about and think "let's go to Chick-fil-a for dinner". And then we remember. It's Sunday.
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just looking for a place to store all the things that bounce around in my brain and that sometimes escape to the airspace around me, which make my children stare at me and wonder if I'm ok...and since the kitchen's a mess, this blog will just have to do
ditto. I'm SO glad they are NOT open. But still...
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