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Can You Believe It?

By On May 16, 2012 · 1 Comment

Dad missed my blog. Yes, really. Like he sent me a facebook message about it and everything. Kinda funny, coming from a man who “hates” living our whole lives online… If I’d have known it would just take a break from blogging, I’d have done it sooner! Of course, after he sent the message, I [...]

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We Are Very Happy Together

By On August 1, 2011 · 1 Comment

Out of the mouths of… Cassie’s fortune cookie from Kin Lin. Seriously. But really, what could be more perfect?

This weekend (well, really from Thursday to Saturday, so not technically the whole weekend), I was lucky enough to have the 2.0s and Wade at my [...]

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Dad Got Jiggy With It

By On April 10, 2011 · 1 Comment

I hereby retract any statements I may have made about Dad’s dancing abilities (or lack thereof). On pain of death and disinheritance, I’m going to show you the video – just call me fearless. I figure with 8 kids, the odds are good he’ll forget it was me. (Dad, if [...]

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Sour Patch Kids Are People Too

By On December 24, 2010 · 3 Comments

Or at least they are when you make gingerbread houses, per Alisha. Personally, I’d suggest you quit feeling guilty about biting their heads off, whether you think they’re people or not. They taste good and it’s my bet that they probably don’t feel it. Even if they do, I’m sure it’s over so [...]

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Alisha Is A Thundercat

By On December 20, 2010 · 3 Comments

This weekend we danced in the dining room. If you want to get real specific, Mom danced on a chair in the dining room while we all danced on the floor. Yes, really. (There are no pictures of that, on pain of death or disinheritance.) Of course, when I say we *all* danced [...]

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Coolest. Family. Ever.

By On December 12, 2010 · 3 Comments

I know, if you’ve spent any time with my family, you already have that figured out. And if you’re part of it, well, what can we say? We call it like we see it. That’s being direct. Of course, some people might call that conceited… but chances are if that’s what *you’re* calling [...]

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Someone Do The Math

By On October 21, 2010 · 3 Comments

2 + 2 equals… 9? Yeah, that doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to me either. It made even LESS sense to Mom. You see, this morning Mom finally agreed that Reece could add to his “pig farm.” This morning, Reece’s “pig farm” consisted of ONE pig. Named Cabbage. It’s [...]

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That’s A Man

By On October 5, 2010 · 3 Comments

As much as my brothers each claim to be the manliest man in the world, they’ve got nothing – and I repeat nothing – on my dad. After all, Dad’s the original. I mean, who do you think taught them to open doors for women? (Which, really, is only of many manly things [...]

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Just Call Me An Antique

By On August 1, 2010 · 4 Comments

Wahoo! Today I’m celebrating. Well, actually I’m celebrating all month, because that’s how I roll. I highly recommend that when you have a birthday, you celebrate all month too. I can’t take credit for that brilliant idea. It’s a suggestion I got from a friend of mine a long time ago and it [...]

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Don’t You Think I Look Like Dad?

By On July 31, 2010 · 3 Comments

Yesterday my parents celebrated their 28th wedding anniversary. In this day and age, that’s a pretty remarkable accomplishment in and of itself. Add in the fact that they still like each other? Well, that’s priceless. Mom still calls Dad “Boyfriend” (he’s even saved in her cellphone as that – [...]

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