The absence of Janna
I will be gone from Thursday morning through Sunday afternoon. (Visiting Lee and Morgen for a few days).
So you needn't worry that I'm laying dead in a ditch somewhere, or that I've spontaneously developed amnesia and am aimlessly wandering through soybean fields trying to make friends with anyone who calls me "Myrtle."
After all, it's Myrtle who's laying dead in the ditch.
Not that I had anything to do with it.
7 comments:
I thought she was flying around dead in the bathroom?
Watch out Dowagiac!
Myrtle the woodchuck?
I too, will be absent, Friday until whenever, if I don't comment by then.
Natalie: She was? Is that why the light bulb burns out so often?
Desert Songbird: Yes! :)
Lynda: No, I think the woodchuck's name was Woody. At least that's what Fab called him in the comments... I assume Fab would know. :)
I'm going to miss you from your blog. I might actually have to go out and get my own life.... nah. I'll just wait here.
Umm Janna,
Did you know that we miss you?
Marilyn: Getting your own life? Nah. That's overrated.
Metalmom: Awwww! :)
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