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I had a real craving for my Mother's meatloaf this week, so last night I decided to go ahead and make one.

Dad and I both love to have meatloaf sandwiches the day after, so I made an extra large one.

After an hour in the oven, it was definatley not cooked yet. The meat thermometer was under 140 degrees.

"You're still not done." I mumbled under my breath after another checking on it a half hour later.

"What?" My Dad asked.

"I was talking to the meatloaf." I replied.

"And I was worried about losing my mind." He said with a smile. 

"At least I'm not talking to meatloaves."

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