Ignoring all feelings of pointlessness aside, I'll persist in updating here for the moment.
March was all about the vaca--as in vacashun, not a Spanish speaking cow. The fam, meaning Maya, Jeremy and I, went to Mexico for a lovely nine days and had a fabulous time. Nevermind the fact that the six weeks preceeding our arrival in sunny, warm
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I'm thinkin I'd really like the idea of eating a big meal at 3p.m and then another little something later in the night. That sounds like a great plan. Maybe I should adopt it.
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