The Swede began his Valve and Fitting Lovers Convention this morning so I had to bring in a specially-trained team to amuse me today. Mom and Grandma Joyce took me out to breakfast at our favorite spot, The Original Pancake House, and even graciously delayed the event to what I consider a reasonable breakfast hour of 9:30. Of course, when we emerged stuffed chock full of crepes and homefries a couple of hours later and the clock said it was nearly lunchtime, I realized my error. Or did I? Two birds, one stone, anyone?
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