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When Horse Meets Human
Her name’s Sally. She’s got thick, straight black hair. With her darker skin tones, it’s a beautiful combination. She’s strong with long legs I envy. Did I say she had four of them? Sally’s the horse I got to ride Saturday with a group of friends and family as we trailed through mountains. The scenery…
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Celebrating Is More Than Just A Party
Nothing like a great party to decompress folks so they can have a little fun. Big or little, a party atmosphere puts a smile on most faces. We had both big and little this week. Sloane turned one. Coming from an old school mentality, I thought a birthday cake with some family around was about…
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But I Really Want It–Now!
“She’s mooching again.” Debbie held a donut over her head. We have an extremely unhealthy habit here on weekends. We buy donuts. Not donuts from nationally famous brands. Lamar’s donuts. A Ft. Collins phenomena. Better than anything I’ve ever eaten. Melt-in-your mouth donuts that have your arteries screaming in protest and your taste buds floating…
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When Sharing Looks Snotty
“I’b god such a code. My dose is plugged ub ad I can’t stob sneezing.” My response when asked how I was feeling. The traveling crud has arrived. Every two years when we come out to Ft. Collins for our conference, the traveling crud joins us. It’s never had an open invitation to be a…
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Trash, Trinkets and Treasures–Which Is It?
There are things I participate in while in Colorado that I never do in Orlando. Perusing garage sales is high on that list. I don’t make time to go to neighborhoods to look at other people’s stuff back home. It makes me uncomfortable. It feels like I’m passing judgement on their taste or things when…
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