Wit and witticisms have been taken hostage.
This time, the culprits are payroll (again) and last night's migraine that I'm desperately trying to not allow to rebound. At least, not until after I get payroll done.
Have a cute story from this weekend, and even cuter pictures of the kids in their Easter dresses, and a story behind them, but it'll have to wait until I can string together more than half a dozen sentences.
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