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Category: Celebrations
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"Because Christ rose from the dead, we know that sin and death and Satan have been decisively defeated." ~ Billy Graham It rained today. Normally, that's not what you want on Easter Sunday, but when you're in the middle of a drought like we are, rain is an Easter blessing. And then the sun came…
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I stepped into the classroom of second graders and made my way to the teacher’s desk. “Are you someone’s grandmother?” one little munchkin asked. “No, I’m the substitute teacher,” I said with forced smile, trying to recover from such a fierce Reality Check that early in the morning, and making myself promise not to hold…
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My coffee pot is wounded. I discovered a pool of black coffee seeping out from under it this week and panicked, thinking it was actually dead. I do have some of those individual coffee bags, but they just aren't the same as fresh brewed coffee. But I tightened some tiny screws on a flange,…
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I blinked and February was gone, just like January. Now March seems hell bent on keeping up the same grueling pace, but at least the scenery flashing by is prettier, dotted with the colors of Spring. Redbuds are still sporting their pink bling, bunches of yellow and white wildflowers are popping up everywhere,…
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1. Our property is dotted with small iron crosses, marking the resting places of so many precious furry or feathered or scaly loved ones we've been blessed to know. I miss them all. The one above is Charly's and Frankie's. 2. I will never get rich monetarily through my blog, but the…
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I intended to post this last night. You know, "Five Things on Friday" – that catchy alliteration thing. Instead, I went dancing. So here are my "Five Things on Friday, on Saturday": 1. Did you watch the Grammies? I did this year for the first time in ages. So I was even more…
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Love talked about can be easily turned aside, but love demonstrated is irresistible.~ W. Stanley MooneyhamAmerican minister and speaker, 20th century I was bemoaning the fact that, despite hundreds of miles run, lunges lunged and squats thrusted, and losing enough weight that I could buy my bras in "training" sizes, I still have my grandmother's saddle-bag thighs.…
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I can't believe it. I surprised my friend Darla with a Diva gathering in her honor at my house this past weekend. Ten women who graduated from high school with us piled into my house for a slumber party, one even driving from Louisiana to be here. Many more who couldn't attend still donated…
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