Worn out pup~taken the night we got home from our camping trip
Leyda looks in this picture about how I feel, bidus a Rudolf red dose and tissue hanging from her dose. She looks much cuter than I do, so you're seeing her and dot me. I'm dot doing much at all this week but blowing, snorting, coughing, and hacking. I'm reading a blog here and there when I spend a brief few moments at by desk. Mostly I'm living on cold meds, Campbell's Chicken Doodle soup, and Sam's (Wal-Mart) version of Diet 7-Up.
I haven't even felt like ditting, though I bight opt to dit a dose bitten for my ruby red dose. I'll be back when I can sit at the computer without sneezing sn*t all over the screen. For some reason, Mr.Studley has an aversion to a sn*t covered moditor. Go figure.
I left the vowel out of sn*t in hopes that you of sensitive stomachs would be less offended by the word and the image it creates than if I had spelled it out in all it's glory. If it offends you, just think of it as snit, as in I have a snitty dose. I'll be back when I feel dorbal and my dose isn't snitty.
By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.
~Hebrews 13:15 KJV