In Friday's post I refered to my lovely mother as "Big Judes". For the record: She is not big. She is small. Petite. Down-right little. In no way did I mean to imply otherwise. It was pointed out to me that maybe, possibly, someone could get the wrong impression.My fault! All my fault! Won't let it happen again, ever, so help me God. Amen. (Ok Mom, is this good enough?)
Out (of the dog house)- T.
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