A few weeks ago my lovely friend C came to dinner. She had enough patience to also include a trip to the grocery store to purchase the ingredients for said dinner. On our culinary excursion she picked up some Welch's Grape Soda. It was love at first sip. It taste like summer time when I was ten. In the middle of last night the husband went to the store in order to retrieve a bottle of my desire. What I refer to as My Purple Pop---how I love thee fake purple sweetness of good.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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I know just how you feel... that little feeling of young summers. When ever i find something to hint at it, i instantly become obsessed.
thank you so much for you comment on my blog. i have been reading yours for a few days now, and am now a stalker. hope you don't mind. i mean everyone needs a few fans.
ps. love your work!
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