Sister Sarah does the shopping for our house. It’s not unusual for me to find her with her head in the fridge, putting away groceries. Tonight when I saw her there yet again, I said, “Well hello, Sr. Sarah in the fridge.” She responded, “That’s my new Native American name.”
Some things are just too good to keep to ourselves.
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good for you, Sister Sarah in the Fridge, I’m known as “Running Behind,” to all of the people who know me well. I try to be on time, but regularly fail.
Laughing, which is very good…
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