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When I was a kid (just a few years ago) I loved the holidays. Decorating. Tree trimming. Presents. Events. Happy hours. What was not to love? Then I got older. No interest in another rendition of the nutcracker suite or … Continue reading
Greetings from the furry bunch. This is how it plays out: Mollie – Merry Christmas. Wanna see where my bad tooth was? I can eat better and snap at Morgan (but only if necessary and it’s always necessary!). Who invited … Continue reading
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A long time ago in a galaxy far far away – No, I didn’t see the new Star Wars but it is on the beloved husbands “to do” list. Reviews sound good so I’m sure he will enjoy. I’ll be … Continue reading
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I’m a nice person. No, really! I’m not judgmental. Mostly. Ok, only when absolutely necessary. But I can be honest. That kind of honest most people hate. The kind that says, “Yep, that makes your butt look big.” (I’m not … Continue reading
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When I worked I never had enough time to enjoy the holidays. It was busy at work — scheduling events, end-of year stuff, etc., busy at home — decorating and celebrating with friends. I was always trying to fit in … Continue reading
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49 hours – The new loveseat was in the house exactly 49 hours before I heard the first sounds of a cat getting ready to barf. Fortunately I was sitting next to her. (Squeamish readers should go to next … Continue reading
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Winter has settled in. The holiday decorations are down, packed and stored. It’s amazing how much faster they go down than they went up. It’s also amazing how dusty they get. There is a sadness about it yet I am … Continue reading
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My Christmas present came early this year. It came in a big box with parts that had to be put together. The instructions were in Swahili but we made do. I knew it was coming and I couldn’t wait. Or … Continue reading
When tragedy strikes nearby it always seems more real. I have feelings of sadness when bad things occur anywhere but when it happens 30 minutes from my home, it’s a lot more real. Earlier this week, in a nearby town … Continue reading
Christmas was magical when I was a child. Presents, lights, company in the house – all were events greatly anticipated. We were giddy with excitement when we started counting the days. (Mom only let us start the count after Thanksgiving.) … Continue reading
Views and Mews by Coffee Kat 