Friday Funnies

It's Friday and time to laugh! Thank you, Kim, at Homesteader's Heart, for hosting and encouraging us to have some fun.


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  1. Hmmm....Maybe it is the reason why I keep opening the refrigerator? Gotta' go and ask my dentist for other alternatives :)

    I bought some pie [custard] and I'm sending you a cyber piece...Coffee to follow my sister! But I'm doing that for God's glory because I feel His love through you. Have a great weekend! [I'm losing it I think...I almost typed have a great sister my weekend!!!]...Love you sister Mary...f

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  2. oH my!!! I think this may be my problem tooo!! Thankyou for helping figure this out ;)

    Have a blessed Friday!

    love you

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  4. Oh I haven't seen that one yet! That's good and I'm sure I'll have to use that excuse in the future now! LOL
    Big hugs to you my friend
    Kim

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  6. Who took that picture of me at the doctor's office???

    Too cute...thanks for the great laugh!

    Blessings,
    Mary

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  7. I'd say that is a valid excuse, LOL. :) Thanks for the giggles!

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  8. I'm so glad you've solved the puzzle, Mary! ... Must remember that one to share with my own doctor!

    Have a sweetly satisfying evening,
    Myra

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  9. LOL; very cute Mary. I love to laugh and it made me smile. Thank you for that.

    Love,
    Debbie

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  10. LOL, always handy to have another excuse.

    Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

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