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Friday, January 13, 2006
My family loves to eat, and it shows. You could say I'm the runt.
Still weighing in at 115 pounds--four Christmas dinners later...
Johns been buying a pound of the shit every morning.
Needless to say, catching up on Jim Ungers 'Herman'.
It doesn't take long for nostalgia to visit.
Warm beers with mama-chan and cold coca-colas with papa.
Little sisters reinventing themselves and going back to school.
So hungry, the smell draws out the drool.
Daydreaming about X-mas leftovers; and a dinner date with a lamb.
My Auntys name is Social. She makes exceptions from time to time.
If theres a line her husband will cross its t's, and dot the i's.
Grannys slipping, she forgot to bless the third dinner.
Grandpa was stompin' his foot and fiddlin'--just givin' er!
Old cousins, BIG cousins, fresh out of the oven cousins.
Bringing good loving back from the north.
posted by Milli
at 1/13/2006 02:31:00 AM
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