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La-La Land: Thank God I'm not holding the pen! A journey through my latest pregnancy loss...
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Tuesday, June 3, 2014. Thank God I'm not holding the pen! A journey through my latest pregnancy loss. WARNING: It's a long one. ;) And I realize it's transparent. Just can't help but think that maybe there is someone out there that needs to hear my story. We aren't ever alone. It all started the beginning of May when my female enemy decided to not show up for her monthly visit. An overwhelming sense of excitement flooded my heart because I just knew what was up. I lay there on the table watching the scre...
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My Dog and our Flesh | billandmardy
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From Rehab to River. Flying Free of Guilt or Everyone Has Their Own Story. My Dog and our Flesh. On: January 12, 2013. Photo by Lisa McCoy. We had to leave him for a week at Christmas while friends checked in on him. He hasn’t chewed anything except his bone treats since he was a puppy, but that week he found and chewed Bill’s, Joel’s and my sandals. One pair each. He still had bone treats left. He’s a lab, and for a lab there is no greater sin than separation. 8220;Is it important for you. As soon as we...
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…if it is to encourage, then encourage. | billandmardy
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From Rehab to River. 8230;if it is to encourage, then encourage. On: March 1, 2014. I feel a little silly being so far from Bill and Joel in a luxurious room all by myself. I also feel spoiled rotten by our son, Dan, who works for an airline and just smiles each time I send him a new reservation request. And by the Lord who has evidently given me fabulous bidding skills on 4 and 5-star rooms, and who knew this week was coming. So, here goes writing project number one. And why don’t you help? Husband, a l...
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What’s for lunch today? Priorities. | Dana On A Dime
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Dana On A Dime. February 3, 2011. What’s for lunch today? Not unlike most offices, I have a few of coworkers who go out for lunch practically every day. I’ve often wondered how they could afford to do that; not that I begrudge them the luxury, I just think it would get pretty expensive to eat out every day. Then I would remember that they’re married; and therefore, they likely have more disposable income than I do. Having a significant other doesn’t make everything better; it makes everything different&#...
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Meet the Fam | The Real Full House
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Danny’s Book: Laughter, Tears and Braids. The Real Full House. Missing Mom but moving on…one day at a time. Consummate family man, Senior VP of a large non-profit, in-home workout enthusiast, son of a preacher man. Likes: saving money, 70’s rock music, bow ties, whatever’s best for his girls. Dislikes: teenage boys, cancer, NASCAR. 16 going on 21, social butterfly, dancer/singer/Netflix user, near straight-A student (AP Bio was tough! And his credit card (duh.). Dislikes: running, mornings, hustle. 8221;...
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A Little PTSD? Is that possible? | Surviving Unemployment
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A few tips, tricks and bumps we have encountered along the unemployment road. Our Job Hunt Experience. Hot Hubbie’s Resume. Monday Night’s Money Game. January 30, 2012. I worry everyday that Hubbie is going to walk in the door early and say that the New Company realized they did not need him after all, and he has lost his job. Everytime the phone rings, and it is Hubbie’s number on the Caller ID. My heart skips a beat that he is calling to tell me they were “closing the office”. Were these past 4 years so.
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About us | me + three
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The adventure of life with a four year old and twin toddlers. Welcome to my blog. This is my place to write about my adventures with Dorothy, our 6 year old daughter, and our identical twin boys, Adam and Reid, now 4 years old. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. 4 responses to “ About us. November 6, 2007 at 10:58 am. Hey I stummbled upon your blog, I am also a mother of twins, I was on bed rest for 11 weeks. I was a stay at home mom and a foster parent! May 19, 2010 at 2:43 pm.
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Susan Elizabeth Ball
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A Fire and the Aftermath | Mrs. Dexter
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Total Money Makeover Update: September 2011. Total Money Makeover Update: November 2011 →. A Fire and the Aftermath. October 22, 2011. Thursday night, while I was at a Bible study with a friend and my sister, Dexter began noticing some electrical problems. First, all of the ceiling lights controlled with a light switch stopped working. After I got home, the ceiling fan lights went out. Then, the upstairs outlets stopped working. We haven’t received an estimate on how long we will be out. They estimate we...
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The Stars and the Ashes – Grits and Bottle Rockets
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Grits and Bottle Rockets. A blog by the writer, Indy Ink. The Stars and the Ashes. January 28, 2011. April 28, 2014. I was somewhere around the age of eight when I first heard about it. It was 1985 and a handful of us kids were crammed in a dark-paneled Sunday school room on a muggy, rainy Wednesday night. We couldn’t go outside, which was just as well, because my pastor’s wife had something to say. About the Holocaust. And the Dutch Resistance. To make her point, she showed a film called. I was in my te...