The Last Amazon and I are awaiting the last two pizzas to come out of the oven to escape from the lunatic asylum my house has become. My home has been invaded by ten 12 year old boys and my son, Isaiah Sender, has just informed me there is another 4 on the way. Montana tells me I so owe him for chaperoning this affair. I reminded him there is a veal roast for dinner in honour of the Fifth Annual Eat a Tasty Animal for PETA Day.
I am now deaf and I am not sure my hearing will ever fully recover.
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We had burgers for dinner last night. In pitot, even!
Yum!
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