Special “email from my much more successful husband” Edition:
he said: Just got off the phone with the Wall Street Journal…The WSJ as I like to call them…Seems they like my Amish photos and want to publish them in an upcoming issue.
So, yeah, no big deal. I’d be lying if I said this call wasn’t expected.
Well, gotta run. What do you think I do? Sit around typing emails to nobodies all day?
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