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Over all the dinner with my parent's group went well.
I did get rather upset, though. I supplied all of the deserts. I heard someone talking about my fudge. It was very negative. I looked over and it was at the next table, she then went on to slam everything I had made. I told my mom what I was hearing and then went outside to chill out.
It was the most immature thing I have seen/heard in a long time. Ok, so you didn't enjoy it, don't slam it within earshot of the person who made it. Keep in mind, the average age of this group is 65+.
My foot still hurts and my big toe is turning blue. My ankle was bugging me because I was walking funny. My hip is also starting to show the bruise.
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