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Tag: Christmas
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My Gifts To You
A few Decembers ago, I was being really very Scroogie and not at all in the mood for the holidays. Ever since that time, I’ve practically made it my business to immerse myself in holiday cheer (and I don’t mean by diving into a punch bowl). No, what I’ve discovered is that nostalgia is the…
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Believing Is Believing Revisited
The holidays seem to be sweeter when there are children in the family. My kids are practically adults now, but it wasn’t that long ago when they were still daydreaming about flying reindeer or bunnies bearing chocolates. There is something about that wide-eyed wonder that brings out the children in all of us. One day,…
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Tidings
SNORK wishes you the sort of holiday that makes you blow eggnog through both your nostrils (in a good way!). Merry Christmas!
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Believing is Believing
“Aha! I knew it!” I could hear my daughter’s squeaky little voice coming through her bedroom door. She was maybe about 7-years-old at the time. Emerging triumphantly into the hallway, she began waving something in my face. At first, I thought it was a grain of rice, but her maniacal grin revealed a new gap along her bottom…
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What the Dickens?!
Let is never be said that I am a Scrooge during the holidays. But for some reason, this year, I just can’t seem to get my merriment on. I first noticed it while picking out our Christmas tree. Normally, I give the same attention to buying a tree as I do to buying a house. …
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White Christmas
The excitement of Christmas, and all ita wonders, can dwindle for some of us, as we age. Rather than embracing a time for rejoicing, or devotion (should one reflect on the actual meaning of Christmas), the season can become a drudge of extra chores that nobody needs to add to their overloaded agendas. Often, at this…
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A Man For All People
It was late on the Christmas night of Hubby’s 48th year. We were all sitting around the dining room table, digesting our dessert. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, he turned to me and stated, “I know what I want for my 50th birthday.” I didn’t like the way he said it. Maybe it was the…
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