I feel sorry for the country. Who knew a Cheeto was going to be the prez. I can not even type in capitol letters. If not saying we are scared we are lying to ourselves. I just want peace. No matter what. He just scares out of me.
Now enough. Yesterday was hell. In between DT’s and everything else it was just ahhhh. Though I did have Billy and he settled himself down. He had no choice. Lord have mercy. I will write more tomorrow. Now. Just gotta go....
18 Days and Counting... in Plan B
- Jan. 3, 2017, 3:22 a.m.
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Last updated January 14, 2017
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