A Prayer

Dear God,

I don’t really, in my heart of hearts, believe that you pick on people.

That being said, can you please start picking on somebody your own size?  I’m trying my damnedest here, so if you could throw me a bone, that’d just be swell.



*This message has been brought to you by My-son-has-the-flu-even-though-he-got-a-flu-shot Productions.  All rights reserved.


About Grape

I've got the world's best kids and husband. Great house, steady job. I'm living the American dream. The trick is to appreciate it. I'm working on that part.
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2 Responses to A Prayer

  1. Erin says:

    Oh, no. Not the flu! Please tell me it’s not the horrifically crappy version that knocked me on my ass? You need to catch a break, dearest!

  2. donna says:

    U R it-read my blog! sorry 😦

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