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Makes me want to get a Slurpee.  No, I’ve never had a Slurpee.  I’m just told it should make me want one.  It’s my husband’s birthday.  He’s 23 today, and I told him he’s getting old, needs a walker, adult diapers, and Geritol. 
His birthday also means TOUGH LUCK for my diet.  Today I ate (and [...]

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My husband tells me yesterday, “Tomorrow! We are going to cook.”  Which means my mother in law is not cooking and I am.  He boils the pasta.  I cook.  How unfair this life may be…
I don’t really mind.  We are moving July 28th, then coming back here the day after to CLEAN in hopes of [...]

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