A cold, dead turkey beats a warm bed any day!
At 3 a.m. Sunday my alarm went off and I pondered for a few minutes. Why in tarnation am I getting out of my warm bed to sit in the bitterly cold wind? After a few moments, I reluctantly dressed in layers and then drove for one hour and 17 minuets to my pal Keri […]
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