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Saturday, August 18, 2012

15 2, 15 4 cribbag, I love the game

I began my Saturday morning at 9:00 a.m. by getting up and going out into the kitchen to eat my breakfast. I had eggs, sausage, bagel, avacado, tomato, grapes, strawberries, orange juice, and my hot cocoa. You could say it was a brunch. Once I had finished eating, I then went to my bedroom to brush my teeth. At 9:50 I then began to do my stretching. At 10:15 I then went downstairs to ride the swin air dine for thirty minutes. Once I had regained all stability in my legs. I then went out to get the newspaper. Once I was back inside, I went back to my bedroom at 10:50 to do my weight exercises. Once I had finished with my weights, I then went outside to sweep the leaves off the deck. I then went inside to take my shower. Once I was clean, I felt a bit tired, tired enough to lay down and rest. So I did. I had slept from 12:00 until 3:00 before touching my feet to the floor. I then change the sheets on my bed. I had skipped lunch, so I had felt a little famished. I then went to the kitchen to eat my salad my mother had made to go with dinner along with a bisquet. At 3:40 I then went on line to play words with friends. At 4:30 I went out to the kitchen to play cribbage with my mother before dinner. At 5:15 I then sat down to eat spaghetti for dinner with my mother. My father was in Portland visiting my sister. Once I had finished eating, I then went to my bedroom to blog.

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