I grew up thinking that a lyric in "Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love"from A Chorus Line was "locked in the bathroom with caked-on clay." Only recently did I realize it's "locked in the bedroom with Peyton Place."
That makes a lot more sense.
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I forgot how much fun it is to read your blog. I got out of the habit while in Texas/Inauguration/Toddler Tour, so I'm reading the backlog. You are a really good writer.
Sarch chuckles....Carli you rock.
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