Yesterday morning we woke to the smell of garlic. SO strong! I like garlic…but I don’t like it seeping through the walls, permeating throughout the air for 2 days, and clinging to my clothes. Pam, the lady upstairs, decided to cook garlic chicken for breakfast…or should I say chicken garlic. Yes, for BREAKFAST. Who does that? I think tomorrow morning I will mix things up and surprise Steve with hamburgers in bed.
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