To continue the tradition, I had to buy 3 hens today, which spoke French. But before I let them show off for you, I have to give you a quick overview of my day. This has not been the best Christmas Eve Eve. Frosty is sick with bronchitis and since I am really a very loving wife who likes to brag that I am the best wife EVER, I went to pick up his meds for him. Because the Pharmacy told me that they had no record of him dropping off his prescription, I got so upset thinking that he might have contracted Alzeimers during his drive from Urgent Care to CVS and just thought he forgot where he dropped off the prescription. I was so upset and worried about him that unbeknownst to me, I left my wallet on the counter, at CVS. I head to the grocery store to pick up a few things…
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