First of all, I'll be "out of touch" for about a week so when I get back, we'll catch up on how the trip to Petoskey went yesterday (if I don't forget). Let me just say, the Rheumatologist required 11 vials of my blood and then asked me if I wanted some juice and a cookie. "Heck no! I'm going for a chimichanga!"
The job with secure employment; I am going to apply to ALL of the gas stations in Newberry to be the person who changes the numbers on the gas station price signs.
Catch ya later!
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