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I headed out this morning around 10am for METRO. Metro is a German founded store that is similar to a COSTCO in the size and set-up of the store but it doesn't focus on bulk items. It has a good import section and METRO brand items are good quality. We buy imported milk (New Zealand) from METRO and diapers on a regular basis. Today I had a fairly long list of sauces and other staples. I enjoyed being out and not needing to rush through the store. My favorite part was picking out plastic containers. Isn't that weird? But I love looking at Tupperware catalogs or looking at all the shapes and sizes at the store. I know everyone isn't so easily entertained so I won't tell you about the ones I bought.

Our house smells like poop, and that's putting it nicely. It's not Bella or Madeleine's fault. I know who's fault it is but I don't want my site shut down so you figure it out. Sewer gases come up through the drains in our bathrooms and at times it's unbearable. Today it smells like someone is also flushing paint thinner or some other strong chemical because it's almost an acidic smell. Thankfully, with the bathroom doors closed it's not too strong in the rest of the house. I do wonder how it affects our health. For example, this cold that keeps lingering and lingering.

Tomorrow afternoon we have a cookout with others from our company. It was my idea because I know that our company has a grill and I love grilling in the summer. I should say I love eating grilled foods in the summer. Usually once a month we have a potluck and since it's tomorrow it's a BYOM barbecue. I've been asked to do the grilling. No one was too impressed with the grilling last time (which I was not a part of) so I guess folks are hoping I can do better. The problem last time was the meat not the cooks but I'm happy to help anyway.

Yummy, Yummy, Yummy...I can't wait.

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