When I was young, I used to watch my grandmother dip her Krispy Kreme doughnut into her coffee cup and take big bites of the brown soaked sugary confection. She always looked at me, smiled and winked.
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With Mustard and Don’t Write Me
If you're like me, it is hard to escape all the unwanted emails filled with information that I do not want to read. I immediately consider all of
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Lunch is Served
Having lunch with my daughter is always a pleasure. Most of the time I cook for her, but sometimes she cooks for me which lets me know that I've done
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Little Bricks or Works of Art?
So what does a cell phone, bunny rabbit, computer and flowers have in common?
To remind you about previous revelations: You discovered that I love
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