anniversary
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Twenty-seven years ago August 2, I married the guy that knocked me up. I wasn’t going to. When I told him I was pregnant, while we sat on the picnic benches at Aldeen Park, a place we’d hung out many a time, he immediately dropped to one knee and proposed. I said no. I thought
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Cel-e-brate Good Times, C’mon! It’s my third week of the In Print ABC Blogging Challenge, but you could begin today! I’m happy to tell you that C is for Celebrate! This blog marks my 52nd, an entire year of weekly blog posts. In that year I have covered a variety of subjects, from me to
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