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I hate sugar free pudding. I hate sugar substitutes. I also hate eating too much Easter candy, which I did today. I like cold milk. And walks. I never take walks anymore. You get to know a place in such a different way then you walk through it. I don't know Provo very well on the walk level.
I wore heels to church. I used to love to wear heels and sometimes I still do. I took them off on the way home and went barefoot. It was nice.
If you gave me a goldfish today, I would give him back. Because I would like to pick out my own goldfish. And today I would name him Sheldon Mirkle. I would always call him by his full name, except when I wouldn't.
I wore heels to church. I used to love to wear heels and sometimes I still do. I took them off on the way home and went barefoot. It was nice.
If you gave me a goldfish today, I would give him back. Because I would like to pick out my own goldfish. And today I would name him Sheldon Mirkle. I would always call him by his full name, except when I wouldn't.
posted by Sylvia Louise at
9:46 PM
1 Comments:
Sugar free pudding is only good when it's pre-made, not homemade. Splurge and buy it already made.
I know. I hate that diet. HATE. And I'm not using that word lightly. I don't know how anyone keeps it up.
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