I haven't read about your dream yet. Last night our brother and family came over and we made a big dinner that stretched on into the night. So far into the night that when it was insisted that we just eat the home ice cream whether it was ready or not (it was deemed that it was close enough), Tibi--lover of ice cream-- took one bite and with a look of surprise and incredible disappointment spit it out and said "I..Don't..Like..This." The ice cream scoop was a ladle.
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oh poor Tibi! that sounds way nicer then what ever i did or tried to do last night. whatever it was didn't feel successful. i'll try again i guess.
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