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Chris,
I'm suddenly crazy about sweet Italian sausage. So for dinner tonight, I had penne pasta with sausage and green peppers with sea salt and a touch of Parmesan cheese. I made it up. I ate it on a red plate because things taste better off of red plates. Oh and I got a Fish Eye Cab for 5.00. I haven't had wine around since the week you left. While I cooked, I listened to the Singing in the Rain soundtrack. I was dancing and spinning around the little kitchen with a wooden spoon in my hand. It was fun- esp since my long sweater would twirl out when I spun.
Now i have a girly song stuck in my head- "All I do is dream of you the whole night through. And with the dawn I still go on dreaming of you. You're every though you're everything you're every song I ever sing. Summer Winter Autumn and Spring. And further more the 24 hours a day may be spent in sweet content dreaming away. The skies aren't gray; the skies are blue morning noon and night time too. All I do the whole day through is dream of you." :) I miss you sweetheart. I wish you were here to twirl me around.