For those of you who aren't me…and I've noticed a surprisingly large number of people who aren't.
The Ghost Of Christmas Past My grandmother used to tell us about Christmas when she was a little girl. Apparently, they cleaned the whole house, and set up their tree on Christmas Eve. They actually had real candles on that tree to light it up. I guess pine trees weren’t flammable back then. Well, either …
A mother is a blessed creature I have a lovely wife and three wonderful children and they think the world of me. Yes, Mr. Ohh! is truly blessed to have a family that loves him unconditionally, as long as he’s doing exactly what they want him to do at exactly the time they want him …
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My great grandmother was very clear on one very important point. Well, she’s not my great grandmother. She’s my grandmother who is great. Just ask her and she’ll tell you for hours just how great she is. She’s a maternity nurse, which to hear her tell it is about two steps tougher than a marine …
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