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Even though I wasn’t home and wouldn’t be eating the ravioli, he worked out the carb count! Silly boy, he can eat all the carbs he wants. (Such a show off with his working pancreas.)
And yes, we need to stick the E-Z-Pass to the windshield of the not-so-new car. And we’re out of Triple Sec for Pizza and Martini Fridays.