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4th January 2012

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I was just thinking of those wonderful mornings.  You know, the times you woke up as a kid to the smell of fresh bread or cinnamon buns that just came out of the oven.  I was talking to my brother a few days ago about having him over on Christmas day and I would throw some cinnamon buns in the oven for ol’ times sake.  We never did go through with it.  Wish we had.

I was just thinking of those wonderful mornings.  You know, the times you woke up as a kid to the smell of fresh bread or cinnamon buns that just came out of the oven.  I was talking to my brother a few days ago about having him over on Christmas day and I would throw some cinnamon buns in the oven for ol’ times sake.  We never did go through with it.  Wish we had.