We got back from Thanksgiving dinner and we're sitting in the living room watching the Colts game when there was apparently some sort of disagreement between my two young daughters (ages 10 and 9). Since I was more interested in the football game than whatever it was that they were arguing about, I cannot say that I heard all of the details. However, I did hear my oldest daughter say this:
"There's nothing wrong with me not wanting to pretend that I have magic fries."
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Oh, there is something wrong with it all right. You really have to pay more attention. (Snort, snort.) I'm hoping to e-mail you about your offer soon. I've been really preoccupied, but I would love the help in fixing my header and it was really really nice of you to do that for me. Thanks!
That's just the kind of slippery slope relativism that creeps in when you live in the big, big city. OF COURSE it's not okay if she doesn't make believe they are magic fries. The rules of the game involve magic fries so magic fries they must be. Unless they are curly fries then all rules get tossed out the window.
Lol! Just wondering what those magic fries might be capable of. Can they fix heat pumps? I'm just saying...
Reece calls the mixer the "magic stirrer."
Blessings,
~Toni~
Love the blog! Magic Fries are deliciouis. My sister-in-law is a huge Colts fan, even if she lives in the heart of Cowboys country. Oh well, she did invite us over for Thanksgiving! Read my blog sometimes. I need more readers. I will try to stay interesting.--ME
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