Churning, burning, tummy turning....

Yuck a duck what luck my body’s betraying with this…mukluk. I will be writing only another shorty for tonight, me thinks I goofed with what I do-thed by trying hard to tasted too much of Hubby’s proof or what he doth brought home from the grocer for our troth of our refrigerator/ freezer loft… Our cupboards were practically bare and so when we care to fill our share and now I am not doing well… and so I will say an early good night to all and to all be all right!