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Category: Celebrations
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Sometimes I'm just not a very good wife. Today is Tom's birthday and I was totally unprepared. After work, I made a mad dash into town to do things I should have already taken care of…like getting him a present (or three – thanks for the tips, Robert!), a card, and picking up a cheesecake. (Dinner,…
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Christmas Day around here was lazy – centered around family and food. LOTS of food! We always have a traditional, heart-attack-waiting-to-happen breakfast on Christmas morning – bacon, fried eggs, and buttered toast. I ate so much that I still wasn't very hungry when Christmas dinner rolled around: non-traditional smoked brisket, chicken, and sausage. Of course, that…
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I remember sitting in the class circle in 4th grade Spanish, trying to imitate the suave, casual way you crossed your legs and chewed thoughtfully on your thumbnail. You were so smart, athletic, and popular, and seemed to be oblivious to all the guys who had crushes on you. We became friends, connected at first by our…
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Turning onto Washington, driving toward my parents' house, is like turning pages in an old photo album – everything is much greener and the trees are much taller, but that's Chris Santiago's house on the corner…there's Karen LaRue's house – she had a big playhouse in her backyard…the Astons' house, the Andersons', the Farr's first house,…
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"You're the one I think of when Brad Paisley sings 'She's Everything,'" the new groom sang to his bride, strumming his guitar, watching tears fill her eyes, oblivous to the rest of us crowding around to listen. "We've come a…
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God smiled on my baby girl this morning in honor of her seventeenth birthday – He provided overcast skies and a few sprinkles of rain. Most people would want sunshine on their birthdays, but TG is working as a counselor at a day camp this summer; she yearned for a break from the sunshine and…
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I spent my morning sitting on the side of a road, cheering and clapping, as people of all ages paraded before me, either walking, or riding in cars, boats, and golf-carts tricked out in red, white, and blue. They tossed candy and flags, and some squirted bystanders with water guns. Half the town's population marched passed: the high school…
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