Archive for September 7th, 2006
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Tonight at dinner we noticed Julia humming to herself and picking off crunchy noodles from her salad.
We all stopped eating our homemade feta and purple onion pizza to examine her handiwork.
Surprise! Julia told us Kata (I had spelled it “Katya”) was her friend in Russia.
Next time won’t you sing with me?
I’d always said the Russian and English alphabets weren’t similar at all.
Guess I will have to eat my words.
Especially if they’re spelled with crunchy noodles.
Hey - It's Us!
"Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." Ferris Bueller
Wave hello to San Antonio

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