spam

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This was a great morning.  Husband left for early appointment.  Boy slept in.  Mama got to drink coffee, read the news and listen to Hear and Now on NPR.  Then, I had my own most awesome breakfast.  Fried spam with scrambled eggs.  Ahhhh.  Best. Breakfast. Ever.

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