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Christmas Dance – Sam’s Story

Sam Herrmann is a 30-something accountant, married for more than a decade to Danielle (Dani). Their paths crossed one hot summer night when he was running laps for their college’s football team and she, a flutist in the marching band, was at band practice. They fell, and fell hard, for each other and have been together since. Now, a dozen years later, they have three healthy boys under the age of ten, and enough activities…

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Christmas Dance – Alexandra’s Story

  Alexandra Anderson is an only child, raised by a single mother who died too young, then shuttled off to live with a father who had preferred starting a second family over sticking with his first. Alexandra clearly has some abandonment issues, and marrying Ben – handsome, smart and filthy rich Ben who somehow saw something to love in the girl from the other side of the tracks – was her hope for a break…

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The Grill Part II – or How NOT to surprise your husband on Father’s Day

If you read my blog last week, you’ll know of my trials and tribulations attempting to have a fully assembled grill delivered to my home as a Father’s Day gift for my husband. (To recap, you apparently cannot order a fully assembled grill online and have it delivered to your home. You can have it delivered to your local store for assembly, or you can have it shipped, in parts, to your home. I inadvertently…

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Dear Home Improvement Store Lady…

I had a truly graceless moment yesterday evening that took only seconds to erupt but several months in the making. It all started in April when I visited my sister and brother-in-law in Florida. They had one of those new-fangled infrared grills. I nodded and said, “Oh, that’s nice.” My husband, however, starting poking around its innards and promptly fell in love with its something-or-other shield, and for days after we got home continued to extol its…

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They Called Him Jackie

Eighty-three years ago today, just over a year before the big stock market crash of 1929, a baby boy was born in Scranton, Pennsylvania. His parents, John and Mary, named him John as well, carrying forward a custom the family had brought with it from Wales during the prior century. Somehow they must have known he would be a special man, so they dubbed him Jack, or Jackie, to give him his own identity. Jackie’s…

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