I could not have shoes.
How important are they really?
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Welcome to my personal blog. You won't hear a whole lot of gossip here but you will get a fair idea of what's happening in my life. Warning: For those of you that are allergic to dairy - I apologize. This blog can be awfully cheesy sometimes.
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Go ahead honey! That's true! It tickles me to hear you say that. (...and not like Daddy tickles me!) *wink* BACKGROUND ON THIS: When I was in New Orleans one time, my friend Brad and I I saw someone crossing the street Brad said, "Ewwww... look at that person, they don't have shoes." and I looked at my foot on the gas pedal and said, "I am thankful for shoes." When I get frustrated and we think we have it bad, we say, "..at least we have shoes." as a way to say, "I am thankful for things we do have even though right now, I want to complain." WELL DONE ANDY! You never cease to amaze me.
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