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Kate and I hit Payson's golf course. On our way home we had to stop for a goose crossing.
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The antipasta is built.
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Kate listening to her french lessons on her IPOD.
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Color
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Black & White
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Sepia
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Mmmm, Cary made some awesome crab stuffed mushrooms.
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Mmmm, time to dig into the Antipasta
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Hrmmm, the shower was draining a little slow. What amounts to a small animal required removal from the drain.
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Z just can't seam to escape spilling all over himself.
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Tiffany's poker face.
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Ok, we wake up in the morning after poker. Z and Dan had stayed up playing cards after we went to bed. We're still not sure what the whole story is with burnt dollar bill skewered to the cutting board with a steak knife.
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