Last night at grocery store, buying last-minute storm food ingredients:
Clerk: That'll be 18.03.
Me: Here's a twenty. I only have two pennies.
Clerk: I have a penny.
Me: You haven't eaten!?? You mean, like all day?!
I would like to take this opportunity to officially apologize to my husband. It, apparently, happens to the best of us.
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Inn of the Governors
The Inn of the Governors on West Alameda is where my maternal grandparents used to stay in the '60s and '70s when they'd visit ...
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