Michelle was alone at the CofC so I went for an hour so she
could have a break. It was busy and I’m glad I did a good deed. I got a haircut from the salon down the street. I like
it. It’s what I asked for: a 1970’s shag with a curly top and a mane. I took
the fat off the broth and filled the crockpot with every bean and pea in the
drawer. Today is morning prayer and I may go.
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