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… really I do.

And as I think I mentioned yesterday, it doesn’t happen often.

So I decided to lay in bed all day to try to shake this thing.

I don’t think it is the flu, or I would be a lot sicker I’m thinking.

But it’s something.

* Time Passes *

* Lots of Time Passes *

And there is a knock on the door.

In walks my friend Texas Linda … with a container of vegetable beef soup, some healthy bread and a small Cappuccino K-Cup for tomorrow morning … or tonight if I am up to it.

She deposits it all and quickly leaves … knowing that I am not up to entertaining.

And the soup is delicious.

This is a real friend.