Friday, August 29, 2008

Boy, I think it's time for a good recipe. . .

I'm definitely having some morning-after regrets to last night's post. And not because Martin is fighting back (and deservedly so). It's because I gave you a front row seat to something no one really wants to witness. Reality TV is all fun and games until its your friends or family.

I think I'll make a 24-hour rule when it comes to posting passionate rants. This blog was borne of my need to vent. I didn't intend for my treasured friends to endure my pain along with me.

Know I am well. I probably would've pulled the post this morning were I not fishing with my kinfolk at Hope Care Center. Hey, yeah, I went fishing. Even pierced my first worm today. See, life is good!

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