We never know what life holds for us.
My dream was to dance; and I did. Time passed, life changed and though I can't be "out
there" on the stage, it doesn't mean I can't
dance. My shoes may be tattered,
the audience gone but the dance continues.
OH EM GEE...your torturing me!
You are speaking my language here. I can't get enough bread in my LIFE! I do hope, that if we eat in heaven, that there will be bread!!:)Bisous ma belle cousine! Anita
Danny's favorite!!!! HE LOVES LOVES LOVES sourdough bread ... rock hard on the outside, soft and warm on the inside. He can never find "good sourdough" again, when I say he likes it hard as a rock I MEAN HARD AS A ROCK. That why he's alway breaking his teeth!
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