Thanksgiving also came with "Scandinavian Appetizers", courtesy of Viggo and Dave, who my friend Karen went to Norwegian Camp in Minnesota with. I can now say I've officially tried pickled herring, brown cheese and caviar from a toothpaste tube. One morning, as I came down for coffee, an Abba CD was playing on the stereo. Abba of those groups that you have no idea why you know the words to all the songs, but you do. My niece Katy sent me an email last week from Florida that said, "Christmas is almost here and I want to know when you're coming." Last weekend got me prepared for dance moves to the "Mama Mia" soundtrack with my nieces.
Mamma mia, here I go again
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Mamma mia, does it show again?
My my, just how much I've missed you
Yes, I've been brokenhearted
Blue since the day we parted
Why, why did I ever let you go?
Mamma mia, now I really know,
My my, I could never let you go.
Think you should get the jump suit to shake things up at the Sambazon holiday party. I'm partial to the sparkly tube top myself for NYC festivities! xx
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