I said to my mom in the car:
"Chrissy told me that a little bird told her that I was in town. That little bird must have been Auntie Vera."
Jaclyn in the backseat eavesdropping: "Auntie Vera is not a little bird. She doesn't fly."
"The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate".
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