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Saturday, April 17, 2010

Day 23 - Chopped Liver doesn't taste good

Friday was kind of weird, no sun, partly cloudy and light rain in Southern California? Granted April Showers bring May flowers, but we usually don't expect rain in April..that's called Winter in California....well, at least for me.

Either way, my daughter was on a mission. She wanted to run a certain amount of laps at school to get a prize and she asked me to walk around the track with her. All was well until she saw her BFF. After that, I was chopped liver. And I can say that because my mom used to force me to eat liver and onions...gross. Every time I ask my mom about it, she can't seem to remember feeding me liver, but eating liver is something you never forget unless you get amnesia. Torture like that is unforgettable.

Well, enough about chopped liver. I still walked a couple of laps around the track with her BFF's mom and that was good. I went home and got on the bike for 20 minutes. Life was good until I made birthday cake and ice cream for hubby.

Until tomorrow, get out there and walk, it's good for you and a whole lot better than chopped liver. Ugh.

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