
Okay, so I usually don't drink a whole lot of pop. In fact, it's basically my special occasion drink. Well, lately I've been having a special occasion on a daily basis. Nice. I know. But who can resist the crisp, cool, cherried taste of a cherry 7-up on the rocks? Not I, and the Magnesens have been keeping their fridge stocked just for me, or so they say, and I believe 'em. It's what keeps me going late into the night as we sing, sing and sing some more as I try desperately to become a "Sing Star." It's what kept me going as I braved it alone with four kids while Danny was away working. If things got a little too hard, I knew I could count on the Maggies to hook me up and keep me going for one more day, with not only a cold drink, but also with a warm dinner, yum. Thank you! A few sodas can't hurt too badly, right? After all, it's like the original, "No caffiene. Never had it. Never will." lol ;)