Like Blackeyed Peas on New Year's Eve, the traditional dinner on Election Night is pizza. Reporter Kathleen Baydala said it best, "It was like a swarm of locusts." Within five minutes, this is all that was left.
Rob Smith called. He wanted to know if we could send this over for his party. He's on a budget, you know.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
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Dang - yum! I was just about to go pour some cheerios for dinner.... lol!
There might be a piece or two left.
But I doubt it.
Well, I'm in my pj's so I'm not coming down. Cut up an apple to go with my honey nut cheerios.
It feels like it should be friday.... but it is noooooot.
Where is everyone else???
i am here for the night!! keep it coming if blogger will let you!
We still have half a birthday cake with that awesome whipped cream icing. I'll be in sugar shock in the morning!
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ooo sounds like a sugar crash to me!! i love it!!
We did sonic and now Im on chocolate kissies and about to go make that promised coffee.
Marshall you will be bouncing off the walls soon. Red bull??? How can you hold your hand steady after that stuff?
dern! I forgot. have to type that stupid word.
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