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So.

The meatloaf last night.

Hubs loved it. He said, “This recipe is a keeper. It tastes really great.”

The boy said, “Mom, I don’t want to hurt your feelings or anything, because you’re a really nice lady, but this is the grossest meatloaf I’ve ever had, and I don’t ever want you to make it again. Ever. It’s disgusting.”

Hubs is my favorite right now.