When I was little I had a book of poems and still to this day I can remember my favorite one….
“There once was a house, a cold, cold house.
A cold, cold house by the sea.
If I were a mouse in that cold, cold house.
What a cold, cold mouse I would be.”
This morning I woke up a cold mouse.
And it’s only going to get worse this weekend.
Off to the Mountains for my mom’s Birthday weekend full of shopping and seeing the leaves change!
Its's Friday.
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