It was nonalcoholic. I promise. But at the annual neighborhood brunch, Viv wanted a special glass like the grown-ups.
Viv and our hostess Molly, enjoying a fuzzy juice.
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I run and read obsessively. I can eat an entire pan of Rice Krispie treats in one sitting. I have two pretty cute kids, a wonderful husband and a very mellow dog.
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