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I couldn’t play organized sports until the seventh grade. Seventh grade was middle school in the ’90s. Apparently, the world…
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I couldn’t play organized sports until the seventh grade. Seventh grade was middle school in the ’90s. Apparently, the world…
Continue ReadingEvery day rain or shine, sleet or wind, snow or sun – she’s there. She’s always there. If you drive…
Continue ReadingMy youngest, Gracie is a little shy. Unlike her big sister, Ella who will talk to any stranger who sends…
Continue ReadingI hit a trash can this week. Actually, the dang thing hit me. It did. It just jumped right out…
Continue ReadingWritten By: Leslie Means By the time I finally opened the e-mail, four or five sets of eyes had already…
Continue ReadingThe first camera I ever owned was a purple rectangle with a seriously cool flash button. It had a spot…
Continue ReadingThe tooth fairy had a tendency to leave money for me in a glass of water – on the kitchen…
Continue ReadingI was the kid in grade school that wore homemade outfits. You might know the ones? Each thread was sewn…
Continue ReadingI woke up early once during my grade school years to find my mother, standing at our bathroom sink prepping…
Continue ReadingWhen we were little, the Christmas tree didn’t get picked until the middle of December. There wasn’t an urgency to…
Continue ReadingMom sent me to the store years back with only one item on the list. Butter. That seemed like a…
Continue ReadingSeveral years’ worth of valuable dishes fell onto my mom’s foot last week. Actually, it shattered all over the floor…
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