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where the sidewalk ends shel silverstein | i'm with dylan

where the sidewalk ends

i love how certain things from childhood stay with us no matter how old we get. like this shel silverstein poem. every now and again a line will pop into my head and i'll remember how much i love it. you can imagine how pumped i was when i received where the sidewalk ends in the mail (aside: how great is mail? i f*cking love mail...

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caprese salad im with dylan

to-may-toe, to-mah-toe

one of the first things people ask you when they find out your pregnant: "what are you craving?" they're always going on about pickles or olives or something weird. honestly, i wish i were that cool. i've pretty much been on the see-food diet. i see it, i want to eat it. all of it. immediately. (please pass the chicken wings, thank you.) but i'd be lying if i said i wasn't craving anything at all. i do crave one thing. tomatoes. fresh...

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