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A Servant’s Heart, Besties and 2 Bogo’s Later

I don’t even really know what a Bogo is. The first time I heard the word I thought it was a kind of animal or perhaps a fruity drink. The only time I’ve really heard the word used in a context was when my friend Karen B. –– my DoTerra Lady –– texts me about a “Bogo” deal. I have no idea why it exists, who started it, when it started or what “Bogo” means. I don’t know what “B-O-G-O” stands for. Mostly, I just don’t care. I don’t even know if I am to write “Bogo’s” or “Bogos.” Continue reading

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