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Hey, Bertie.
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Hey, Drew! Sorry to hear that. As of yet, the virus has stayed in the southern part of Michigan, but it hasn't reached Traverse City yet, as far as I'm aware. The Upper Peninsula has a population density of 19 people per sq. mile, so there are maybe three cases in total across the Mackinac bridge.
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I'm making Salisbury steak with garlic-redskin mashed potatoes.
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@Drew Espinosa Hey, Drewpop! How are things in the Republic of Texas?
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Hey, Bertie.
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Hey, Bertie. How are you and Steve?
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I won't tell Morgan, as long as you don't. No, that's just the best version I could find for that recipe.
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Hey, Bertie.
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Hey, Marty. For breakfast today: http://mykentuckyhome-kim.blogspot.com/2012/02/breakfast-in-bed-heart-shaped-egg-in.html
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Awww, so cute! My nephews are about one and two years old. Grant is turning 2 on the 30th this month.
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Going well, thanks for asking.
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Hey, Albert.
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Good night, Marty.
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I love that movie!
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Cold, gray, and snowy here. We got several more inches this morning.
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Happy Easter, Buckie.
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Hey, Drew! Happy Easter! Are you doing anything special today?
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I agree wholeheartedly!
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Cool, thanks!
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A lovely idea. Morgan and I already had brunch, though. Baked ham, quiche Lorraine, cinnamon rolls, and cheesy potatoes, with Mojito mocktails.
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Hey, Marty. Happy Easter!
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Hey, Cassie. Happy Easter!
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Happy Easter, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle! *scratches for Thistle*
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I can't find the Pin, but there was a story from Pinterest I wanted to share. In a particular neighborhood, there was a kind, elderly man who, on Easter Sunday, would paint little paw prints on the sidewalk of every house where a child lived. Eventually, he passed away, and the adults were bracing themselves for an Easter without the Bunny. But, lo and behold, on Easter morning, there were paw prints leading up to every doorstep, painted in pastels! A young man, the most bad@$$ teenage punk at the local high school, had gotten up at 4:30 a.m., and spent FIVE HOURS painting each individual print on both sides of the walkway lining the street.
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I was born and bred in Michigan. Of course I have!
