While you gave me angst for a few days --- not 'cause I didn't know WHAT to do with you ----
just that I didn't have the TIME ---- I'd like to let you know that it is official.
I won.
I saw your big, brown bruises and smelled your distinct smell whafting from the fruit basket.
In all its glory I saw it. And smelled it.
And I won. The best of you is in those muffins up there.
P.S. And oh, 'cause I know you're wondering? Yes. Those are chocolate chips.
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