I told you. Spread with peanut butter and jam made from my parent's strawberries. Roll up. Nom. So good. After inhaling the PB+J pancake rollup, I strangely got the urge to put a clay mask on my face. Random? Yes. But totally relaxing and satisfying. Did I mention that I do a Sunday evening Zumba class? Well I do and it was a ton of fun. Unfortunately, my legs felt like lead and I was just exhausted. It could have. . .
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