Tonight when I nestled my feet under my antique desk, tea to my right, Falling Up by Shel Silverstein to my left, and have much reason to eat a banana split (complete with cherry on top) guilt-free, because this lady, Pam Calvert, stopped by for a visit. I scooted over to her neck-of-the-woods to see a new book on the horizon. . . Princess Peepers Picks a Pet. How cute! Perhaps I should go stand in line now to get my copy. . .
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