So for Lent I am trying to take a walk every day, rain or shine. The weather has been really nice so far, however, today's walk met with one trial after another
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You know, when I was a kid, my mom would blow dry my hair and I would cry. I remember it feeling like she was holding a blow torch next to my face - I would have sworn up and down that I could feel little pinpricks of sparks. As an adult, using a blow dryer is no big deal, but damn, I was so sensitive to it when I was little.
Made with duck broth, kohlrabi, shredded carrots and beets, cabbage, scallions, mushrooms, shallots, garlic, and chicken. Sour cream and fresh dill. Very very yummy. So I don't know what's up with Pip that she didn't like it.
She's sane? :P
I'm guessing you're one of those horrible savory people?
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Title for a book that needs to be written: Pip and the Jaws of the Baby Eating Menace (in which Pip slays a dragon shaped like a stroller).
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I remember when my mom insisted the water wasn't too hot when getting baths as a small child.
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She's sane? :P
I'm guessing you're one of those horrible savory people?
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