So, getting confuzzled on when our actual end date is, the Three Musketeers decided to extend the bet until June 15th, which is, coincidentally, the date of my glorious birth.
After giving myself a good talking to & modifying my eating habits {no more chips & left over Easter Chocolate for supper} a teeny, tiny, wee bit, I've managed to come roaring in at z-1 this week.
Let's all bow to my amazingness.
The continuing saga of a quack who's gone to the dogs...or cats, as the case may be.
Looks & sounds great!
ReplyDeleteIf you want to link to me go for it I don't care!
I'm just glad you're my friend,as I appreciated your words.
I like you too.
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Just a thought!
ReplyDeleteWhy not add a chat box???
We both spend hours on line - we could talk & all your other friends could join in too!!!
I've thought about that after seeing yours. I'm just a little worried that I would never see sunshine again!
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