School started yesterday for the three female adolescents in my household. Tradition was broken and I didn't mind. Most traditions go by the wayside, eventually. Pictures were taken with backpacks, but not in the normal spot. The trip to Grandma's house on the way to school wasn't accomplished and the three girls went separately to the same school. How weird you say? It gets weirder. The new puppy and I drive through Hardee's for cinnamon raisin biscuits which I take to the cemetery and have breakfast with my mom. Hard to break them all.
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