Hi all.
This happens EVERY single year, nd it STILL breaks my heart. My husbands out tonight visiting his family … with whom I've gotten very close to in the past 30 years. I us to be be to get in this hose until they planted scrubs where my ramp use to go … now I can't get in. Pete is glad, in a way, because he never liked carring the big ramp in his nice cloths. So, here I amin bed, alone, while Pete is off at a Christmas party. Yes, I'm feeling sorry for my self.
Bobbie


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