...when I realized my wallet was gone!
Gone, girl, gone!
But, I needn't have looked in such despair.
I found it later that morning in the deep recesses of my purse.
And, believe me,
I WAS SO THANKFUL!
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A Sunday in May
The Gym Rats go to church to listen to Freddy Wearrien....we all clean up pretty well. Marty had not been to a Sacrament meeting in YEARS....
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