That’s what family is for

Posted on: January 31st, 2012 by
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What would you do if you got an email from your sister telling you that she has been invited to a good friend’s wedding, that her sons were invited to attend as well, but she was going to decline the invitation because she didn’t feel that she could afford to buy her sons the new clothes and new boys dress shoes to go to the wedding? I’ll tell you what I did, I sent her $100 and told her to take the boys to buy themselves some new shoes. I hope they have a good time at the wedding.


Negative campaigning

Posted on: January 25th, 2012 by
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One of the things that disgust me about political campaigns is how the candidates have raised money that is put into a Super Pac and then they turn the money over to someone who is very supportive of the candidate and then the Super Pac runs a lot of negative ads against the competitors. I really hate all of the negative campaigning, and am inclined to vote against the candidate that is sponsoring the negative campaign. I wish everyone would just play nice!


Twins on the way!

Posted on: January 20th, 2012 by
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Going to a baby shower can be very educational, as well as a lot of fun. Last Saturday I attended the baby shower of my best friend Sherri. She is expecting twins; a boy and a girl! Twins run in her family, Sherri has two younger brothers that a fraternal twins. Let me tell you, if I ever found out that I was going to have twins I think that I would freak out! In a good way. Having more than twins, though, that would be a completely different story!

Because Sherri is also having fraternal twins, one of each gender, the baby shower had gifts for both genders black and red boy crib bedding for little Davey, and lilac crib bedding for little Abbey. Sherri is lucky enough to be able to a large enough apartment that after the babies get a little bit older they will be able to have their own bedrooms, but in the beginning they will share space in the nursery. That way Sherri can utilize one changing table, one dresser, one tube of skin zinc cream concept laboratories, one bottle of baby powder.

I’ve already volunteered to come help out with the babies a couple of afternoons a week for the first couple of months so Sherri can get a little bit of rest. I love newborn babies; I could rock them and smell their freshly washed hair and powdered little bodies for hours on end!


It was arson

Posted on: January 18th, 2012 by
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Last night I went to a Ruritan meeting and the guest speaker was the chief of the local fire department. We enjoyed a nice meal of ham, sweet potatoes, green tossed salad, baked beans, wheat rolls and for dessert apple pie with a scoop of ice cream. During the fire chief’s presentation he was talking about how that church that burnt down a few months ago was determined to be arson. The neighbor next door to the church had said that he had heard an explosion and when he looked out of his window the church was fully engulfed in flames.

No one has been arrested for the church burning, and there is speculation about whether it was burnt down for the insurance. At least no one was inside the church when it happened, and none of the fire fighters were injured fighting the fire.


Son grows up

Posted on: January 17th, 2012 by
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Author: Joyce Mccall

My son has grown up way too quickly. As cliché as it may sound, it seems like only yesterday that I brought him home from the hospital. Now he is off at college and I am not sure how to handle it. He is a great kid, but I was not ready for him to leave. I tried to help him get settled into his new place, but he wanted to do it all himself. I tried to give him advice on utilities, but he said it was Just Energy Offers and no big deal. He was confident he could handle it himself. I should be happy that I raised an independent child. I spent his entire life teaching him to do things on his own. I don’t know why I am so surprised that he is doing them on his own. He is a great kid and I am proud of him. I just wonder if I will ever be needed again or if he no longer needs his mother.