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Wishing everybody a happy Friday. Kim at Homesteader's Heart has more laughs for you. Be sure to visit her!

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  1. AndreaSeptember 24, 2010 at 8:00 AM

    You always make me smile. Hope you are continuing to enjoy your time with your precious Susanna!
    Blessings, hugs, and prayers,
    andrea

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  2. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartSeptember 24, 2010 at 8:06 AM

    Oh that first one just cracked me up!
    The second one reminds me of some friends of mine who never check their emails. Why have email? LOL!
    Have a fabulous day my friend.
    Kim

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  3. LorenSeptember 24, 2010 at 8:54 AM

    tooo funny :) you always make me smile Mary!

    Have a fabulous weekend and I am just a wee bit jealous to know you are going to be listening to pastor miles this weekend ;) How awesome!!

    Love you!

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  4. SophieMaeSeptember 24, 2010 at 11:11 AM

    LOL! I'm sometimes one of those friends who forgets to check email. 8-} Thanks ever so for sharing a merry heart!

    Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

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  5. RCUBEsSeptember 24, 2010 at 1:00 PM

    The first one reminded me of some co-workers! :)

    Praying all is well with you sister and God bless. Thanks for making us smile every week! Love to you.

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  6. AngelSeptember 24, 2010 at 8:36 PM

    Always so funny! What a horrible way to find out you don't have a job!!

    Love and Blessings

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  7. Mevely317September 24, 2010 at 9:18 PM

    Another home run, Mary! I so look forward to stopping by for a dose of "happy" each Friday!

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  8. DeniseSeptember 24, 2010 at 10:44 PM

    You are so funny, lol thanks for sharing.

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