I got home last night and was so exhausted I answered e-mail and went straight to bed and forgot the twelve days of Mare.
You begin to see why Bob screams and Eileen had to go see Gabriel Byrne before she strangled me.
2 thoughts on “Mare 11: Argh”
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Hey, we can’t have a blog with NO COMMENTS, now can we? So here I am to warble “atta girl” at Jenny.
Love,
Gayle, Black Cherry
“Argh” what a great word! i like to say it to my significant other as yet again he left the toilet seat up and well lets just say i was not happy