The fun and novelty of ABC Soup has started to wear off for me.  I think there were a couple of difficult letters in there.   But I am determined to finish my list!  Here's my attempt at the next few letters ---I'm way behind the gals!
P......P is for Panera's : Panera Bread Company.  A yummy little sandwich and cafe place.  We like to get the You Pick Two deal--usually cheddar and broccoli soup plus 1/2 sandwich of your choice.  YUM. 
P is also for Poinsettia Tree.  (Poin-set-ti-a).  We have a GOR-geous tree outside that I just love.  It is a big tree with canopy-like branches that spread out and cover the whole side of our yard, then droop to the ground sort of similar to a wheeping willow.  And in the spring/summer it blooms with these huge red blossoms.  Everyone notices our tree as they drive by.  I love it.  I don't love when random strangers come to my door asking to have some pods from the tree so they can try to plant their own.  That's always kind of wierd.  But I love that they like my tree.  And at least they ask first.  I guess I prefer that.
P is for Post-it Notes.  Man, do I keep that company in business.  When I taught school, I was even worse.  I had Post-it Notes EVERYWHERE and for everything.  My classroom was always so far from the office and copy room that I would walk around with three or four post-its on my fingers, so I could remember what I needed/needed to do when I finally got up there.  Even funnier is when I'd have a sub.  I would Post-it Note Everything in my room for them.  I'm soooo OCD about Post-it Notes.
P is for People Watching--one of my favorite hobbies.  Best places to people watch--the mall, the airport, a sporting event, an outdoor festival or amusement park, General Assembly of the Nazarene Church, and Walmart.  Worst places:  the beach, the library.  
P is for Pepsi over Coca Cola.  Been a proud Pepsi drinker for going on 15 years now.  A Diet Pepsi drinker for nearly 5.
P is for Pizza.  I love me a good pizza.  Favorite would be Papa John's BBQ Chicken pizza with pineapples and their garlice butter.  Sickly good.
Lastly, P is for Puppies:  Don't take me to a pet store.  I think all puppies are sooo cute.  Why do they grow up to be so big?  We don't really need regular dogs--I think God should have made puppies to stay just as small and cute as they are when they are puppies.....actually, it'd be kind of nice if I could keep Noah the same little cuteness he is right now, too.
 
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