St. Ignatius's feast day. It's like I was 10 years old again and my parents and I would to go the mall and I'd point at everything I wanted and it would magically appear inside a paper bag hanging from my dad's hands as we walk out the store. Yes, I know I am spoiled rotten, but hey, it's my right as the only child of a very very indulgent set of
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