From the Grass Roots

SITTING here tonight I was feeling so sorry for myself because my husband is away on a job and the money is not rolling in fast enough for me to have a few more of the luxuries that I already have. Getting very confused until something inside of me said, "Mary, aren't you ashamed?" You are no longer on the treadmill from the kitchen to living room, sneaking that one drink that would make you able to sit for a few minutes.