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As we head into 2011 I still have many questions about our universe that I am trying to answer, even though I have fooled my children into thinking I have all the answers....and of course my grandchildren.
Why do the plants in my walled courtyard get more frostbitten then the ones outside?
Why does my HVAC moan and groan only ...
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Hooray it's December and time for all the holiday events. Just because we don't have feet of snow it doesn't mean we don't celebrate "big time". Here is list of my/our favorite things and events"James Island County Park Festival of Lights.843-795-7275 for more information.December 4th-5K Reindeer ...
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It's a few days after Halloween and I am still licking my wounds. We had NO trick or treaters again this year. I've heard tales of people that had 400 youngins come to their door....not me/us. Are their children living next door to me or even two doors down? No but so what? That doesn't mean I don't ...
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In honor of *** Cancer awareness month I have to make mention of my Mother....with a capital "M". I've written many articles about my Mom. As a teen our relationship was as many moms and their daughters....rocky at best. But as an adult it was wonderful. Once I became a mother the light bulb came on and the aha ...
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My daughter and her family have purchased their first house...Ann Arbor, Michigan has claimed them. With a Buckeye as a Dad my daughter is conflicted but we hope the Michigan fight song won't be played in her house.
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My grandmother used to tell me a story about a little girl and boy that ate too many berries, fell asleep in the forest...like after eating turkey...and then couldn't find their way home in the dark. It wasn't meant to scare me or get me to eat less. She just wanted to entertain me as my eyes closed to take a nap. (She ...
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Our newest addition is Ian Mark Rickard. Welcomed September, 17. 8 pounds 1 ounce 21 inches.
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I am the oldest of four children. As I grew up and became an obnoxious teenager and exchanged words with my Mom….I hate you….and ran away from home I always thought she loved my next youngest brother best. When I verbalized this as an adult my Mom said, “You love the one the best that needs you at the ...
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