Mug shot Tuesday. I got that mug for my birthday last week. I love it. Now I think I can’t fit any more mugs in the cupboard.
I’m not feeling well today. I walked to pick my kids from kindergarten because it’s very windy and I got hail. Now I’m sneezing. It’s really a crappy week.
Yesterday my sister called to tell me one very dear friend of my parents (Ernesto) had died. She thought the right thing to do was to tell my mother. She wanted to know my opinion because my mom is here with me now. On the other hand, my brother thought it was a really bad idea to tell my mother, that it was best to wait until she got home. The thing is, my dad is always in the middle and if my mother is sad or in a bad mood, my father is…

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