Aug 10, 2006, 04:35 PM
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I remember my family and I eating dinner together, up until about the time my sister started playing varsity sports. She would have to travel and practice all the time, and my parents where usually on the road with her. So this left me home alone 4 days out of the week, to either fend for myself, or hope they feel like preparing something when they get home.
About the time my sister left for college, I was already working, and I spent about 6 days a week eating out with friends an co workers. So not only did we quit eating together, I quit eating at home in general.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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