Sundays are therapeutic for me, and I always look forward to its arrival. In fact, I work harder on Saturdays, knowing Sunday is on my doorstep.
While I rest and give thanks today, I’ll indulge in another form of therapy.
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April 15, 2012 
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Sundays are therapeutic for me, and I always look forward to its arrival. In fact, I work harder on Saturdays, knowing Sunday is on my doorstep.
While I rest and give thanks today, I’ll indulge in another form of therapy.
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.:.
MMMMM, I need therapy, too.
Amen, K8. (As awesomely yummy as it is, Phish Food is still my favorite.)
Ooh! Me likey.
Me sharey. Hahahahaha! Oh, I crack myself up. Like I’m going to share! Hahahahaha! Man, I slay me.
I’ll be right over.
The door is open.
Does this therapy provide help for those who are still working on their taxes today?
*sigh* Not sure, Susan. But, I am certain it is worth a try!
Now this is therapy with a smile!
You betchum red rider!
What? They were out of Phish Food? lol
I was trying to broaden my horizon or something like that. Rest assured – Phish Food is still No. 1!!
Oh no, you rascal! Now I will have to go and make popcorn…with NO butter! DRool!
No butter?! Why no butter? Have you ever sprinkled Parmesan cheese on popcorn? I love it.
I’m seeing Hermann Rorschach.
Sorry.
Just thought I’d try to use that twice, because when do you really get that chance?!
Seriously. Brilliant. Once, twice… even three times!