I've never known any trouble that an hour's reading didn't assuage.
Charles De Secondat (1689 - 1755)
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Sympathy
I slept funny all night and my neck and shoulder are killing me. Little Miss looks up at me and says, sweetly, "Mommy, I'm sorry your neck hurts." I thanked her. Then, she says, "But my stomach hurts which is worse." Okay, then.
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