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It all started with a can of cling peaches. No, that’s not right. That’s another shaggy dog story. Actually, it all started with the Christmas cards. I persist in sending those annoying newsletter-type cards that people welcome into their homes like fine aged fruitcakes.
Never one to do today what I can put off until tomorrow, [...]
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How did that happen? And, wait, it’s December?
Here’s how our Thanksgiving weekend went. Cousin Poppy (Not Her Real Name) the vegan visited, along with her new best friend Charlie (His Real Name), not a vegan. Charlie needed a new home this year and Poppy (Not Her Real Name) needed a new friend, and they both [...]
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I am going to tell a story today that is not for sissies. It takes place in a time when dinosaurs ruled the earth and my family had a fox terrier named ChiChi. It is a tale of Camping Out the Real Way, hereafter to be known as CORW. Yes, that is not a mellifluous [...]
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My dear friend Toi (who needs to be flogged into getting back to work on her blog) wondered if the repairman who was here last week took off his clothes, which gives me an excuse to rerun this tale:
My dad and brothers were Outdoorsmen, and, well, yes, they liked to shoot furry and winged things for [...]
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It may surprise you to learn that I am actually Not a Football Person. It’s not unusual for me to be unable to name what teams are playing or have played in the Super Bowl. I’m not proud of that, or ashamed of it. It just is.
Rick and I usually Tivo the game so we [...]
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Maybe My Brother Bob had to make do with used underpants for Christmas, but Our Brother Glenn didn’t.
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During all my elementary school years, I was the kid who raised her hand when the question was, “Whose mom can . . . ?” because “My mom doesn’t work!” Nope, my mom just had five kids and a dog, a homeless pregnant cat now and then, and the occasional fruit jar containing a tarantula [...]
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Due to my extreme laziness busy-ness what with puppies hanging on my pants legs and chickens roosting in my hair and all, I have decided to start a New Tradition (until I get tired of it) of posting reruns Greatest Hits on Mondays. I believe I will call it, er, um, let me see . [...]
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