Yesterday (which is Sunday, in my frame of mind), I helped build Ikea furniture at Grandpa Joe & Aunt Meryl's house and then we all (Grandpa, Meryl, Mom, Dad, Tracee and I) had dinner at Ben's Deli. The reason I'm posting this is because a glass slipped out of the waiter's hand and shattered on the table in front of Aunt Meryl. The waiter cut his
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