Please hold my hand.
When you hold my hand you warm me and give evidence to the world that you are my friend.
You help me stay on track when I want to wander, and help me get back on my feet when I get knocked down.
You can guide me when you know the way and be led by me when I do.
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TOO MUCH FEELY, NOT ENOUGH EATY.
(How are those plates empty?)
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As it turns out, we asked the waiter to take a pic right after he brought out the food.
Then he accidentally took six selfies with Jenny’s camera.
Then we got this.
THEN WE CHOWED DIWN. Who knew Bahama Breeze had such good food? Not me. That place rocked.
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Well I am glad there was a happy ending. (And the waiter sounds like me…I totally do that, much to my kids’ chagrin)
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There was definitely a happy ending. We got to eat lots and lots of amazing good food!
And talk. We got to talk in person. That was nice.
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