Tums.
I think that's all I need to say. Tums. My stomach is seriously churned up this morning, I think I have too many worries on my little mind.
posted by Cheryl at
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
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Random thoughts from a 40-something single Mom to a 8 year old Basenji named Snoopy.....I love my dog more than I like some people, that's just the way it is.
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3 Comments:
I think all this with your mom, is really wearing on you. Not to mention the pressure of your big walk coming up. Not that the walk will be that "big", but that you will be away from mom and just having something else on your plate. Sometimes, I get lost in the "many" things and get queezy too.
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Denise Mall, at 1:55 PM
I think you may be right.....
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Cheryl, at 8:25 PM
I get that a whole lot too, and hate it. Isn't it stupid how your head can just screw with your entire body.
Hang in there.
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Pete Wright, at 6:46 AM
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