Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Betty called.

And she's bringing me some of her homemade chicken soup. She made a big pot the other day and her husband is sick of eating it. I don't know what is wrong with that man! Betty's chicken soup is the best damn soup I ever ate in my life. My own mother would hate her for it!

Oh well, so I guess tonight won't be so bad after all, I'm still out of my favorite flavor of Nescafe, but then again, Betty's soup can always make a rainy day fun.

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