Sat down at an outside table at Sweet Pea Cafe in Tallahassee to enjoy my wonderful vegan meal and immediately felt an odd sensation on my rump, was that moisture seeping into the denim of my jeans?
Yep. Somehow I found the only wet spot on the entire bench, a leftover from two days of thunderstorms. Yay me.
Peace, people.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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OOOPS…..
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That should be my tattoo. Oops.
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Knot cool
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Ha!
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Bet you’d be good with a dowsing rod!
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Ha!
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That’s funny – sod’s law, as they say hahaha! I hope it wasn’t too uncomfortable, and I hope you enjoyed your meal 😀
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The meal was great. I had to make a trip to the grocery store after my meal. Fortunately I had a sweater to wrap around my waist.
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