Back in my school days, I hated being short – I had all sorts of nicknames, and not many were cute as Smurfette (I believe that was the only one I liked). At 34 I no longer care and funnily enough I have developed a taste for mini food – humans are strange beings, I know. :D
A jar of peanut butter in the cupboard and a Donna Hay magazine with several pb recipes (which had already produced
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