My Evening

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I am too emotionally and physically drained to write a post for tomorrow. For the first time today I am going relax. Here's what I'm bringing with me to the couch:
Have a great Monday!

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  1. AnonymousJune 25, 2012 at 7:38 AM

    You and your ice in your milk.....you're so weird!!! Glad you took some time for yourself. Can't wait to see you this weekend!! Love ya!

    Ader

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  2. UnknownJune 26, 2012 at 4:46 PM

    Ader - how can I resist the milk and ice? It is SOOOOOO good! See you this weekend!!!!

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