It was Tuesday.
I cooked frozen pizzas for dinner (one pepperoni, one margherita). We ate dinner. John went to his Knights of Columbus meeting.
I played with Daniel and got him ready for bed.
Then I watched "Glee," which was a merger of some of my favorite things -- Fleetwood Mac, Kristin Chenoweth, student journalism and "Glee" itself.
I was in heaven. I sang along, I cried a little, I laughed.
I ate Johnson's Candy. I organized my coupons.
A good night.
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