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Sure, I see her more of her in the wee hours than any other part of the day...but I would rather climb a killer hill at 6:15am with this flour saleswoman than be caught dead in a dust bunny that crosses her path. She can stand to the teasing and knows we are glad she is here...

There is nothing like new, old-friends to keep life interesting.

Happy Birthday Rach-aa-ell!