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Monthly Archives: December 2011
It’s that magical time of year when Santa takes a discriminating look at his list of good girls and boys and grants Christmas wishes accordingly. Dear Santa, you remember my twenties, clearly I’ve made SIGNIFICANT progress. If you need someone to vouch for … Continue reading
Christmas Liar I don’t know what could be worse; You pulling out that Unexpected gift bag, I have nothing for you in return. I just don’t know what’s worse; The startling sight of Red and green wrapping, … Continue reading
Please join me at “Mom Spelled Backwards” for online magazine, A Hopeful Sign. My baby’s going to be the big 0-1 next week. I guess I’m No Longer “New” Mom.
Since I’m a BIG fan of beating a dead horse for the sake of humor, I’ll pile on yesterday’s post with this Rhymes with Tuesday gem. As always, please feel free to add a rhyme of your own in the “Comments” section. … Continue reading
I thought that was my cherubic child pictured on the billboard next to that fine, strapping Marine in dress blues. It took me a while to positively identify my Jeffrey as the little boy looking so graciously at his patriotic … Continue reading