I polished off the Brussel sprouts at midnight and then doubled over in agony. I’m not allowed to have an entire order of Brussel sprouts to myself again ever. You are my scribe because I always forget and I love them. But they hurt me. So much. Every time.
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04/18/2020
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Dave's Birthday
- 8 years old, April 2014
NH 2013
- New Hampshire trip 2013, stayed at Pearly Pond, visited godmother's B&B Apple Gate, the Friendly Farm in Dublin, and Cathedral of the Pines, NH.
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