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How to Get Lost (and a free book)

I'm not sure when it happened, but it was confirmed this past Christmas.  We have moved past the toys on the wish list.  My (not so) littles were hoping for things that supported their dreams--like dance and games and shoes.  My little fella asked for a pair of Crocs (easy to slide on and off… Continue reading How to Get Lost (and a free book)

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Maemae’s Holiday Book–2015 Edition

December 17, 1967. Forty-eight years ago. My parents stood before a small group of family and friends in front of the Pastor, and with my Mama's best friend and my Daddy's Daddy standing beside them, they said "I do." And they did. They laughed, they learned, they worked hard, they listened, they tried, they failed,… Continue reading Maemae’s Holiday Book–2015 Edition

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And the Award Goes To…..

What a beautiful day! I hope it was a sunshine-filled day where you are too.  We've had our fair share of cloudy/cold/gray/rainy days, and I love those too, to be quite honest, but today the sunshine and blue skies just suited. It's been a day of taking care of business.  (More cleaning out of things… Continue reading And the Award Goes To…..

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Rainy Day Reading

It's been a lovely, perfectly dreary rainy day today. And I have loved it. Days like this are perfect for reading, something I haven't taken time out to do enough of  lately. So, after I hung the cheerful twinkly lights across my back porch, which is my roost and sanctuary, I sat down to read.… Continue reading Rainy Day Reading

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An Afternoon with Mama

This afternoon as I was out looking for one of my least favorite articles of clothing to shop for, I thought about my Mama.  She ruined me (no, okay, she "ruint" me) over the years.  I rarely had to go with her to the store.  She'd pick things up on sale (on clearance and WITH a… Continue reading An Afternoon with Mama

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The Stories Interwoven With My Own

Today has been one of those precious days that you set aside in your memories to come back to later when the days are dark and cold, to warm yourself by as though it's a fire burning in the fireplace.  Time with my family, getting things done, and in the midst of the doing, taking… Continue reading The Stories Interwoven With My Own