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February 2.
Friends and loved ones far and near called to console me on this the most horrible of horrible days in the year, the day in which our nation, for some totally incomprehensible reason, celebrates those little critters, the very mention of whose name gives me the shivers…
Groundhog’s Day.
Actually, just one friend called, and it’s a good thing too, because I myself had forgotten. Seems I’ve been living in cities for long enough that groundhogs are no longer forefront in nightmares… wow, who ever would’ve thought!
(Those of you who know me only through Mac and were unaware of my groundhog phobia probably found this post slightly disconcerting. My apologies.)
Finally able to look at your site again, now that you have it back up. Love it. You have your groundhog phobia. Margie has her balloon phobia. My phobia is alligators in cartoons. If I see one, I refuse to read that strip.