Thursday, August 28, 2008


Why coudn't I think of this...and then be a millionaire. These are "one of those things" that I deal with on a daily basis. But never thought of finding a fix for it. It's called a My Plate Mate.

I'm going to have to keep my eyes peeled a little better.

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