Is it just me, or does this particular turn of the year feel like an overgrown TGIF? I am SO ready for some changes…
2007 at last!
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Friday evenin’ was pouring rain, with tornado watches and thunder-boomers all around — so Polimom wimped out on those now-famous pig races on Baker Road. Since I’ve been real interested in all the hollerin’ and carryin’ on over there about …
All families have traditions — those special ways of celebrating certain events, whether they’re birthdays, holidays, or annual vacations. Polimom’s little nuclear group is no exception, and the longest-standing of these is Thanksgiving. To me, Thanksgiving means family; sharing, catching …
She stormed through flames and fiery hell, A sad and angry soul; As I cried and raged behind her, Her life my only goal. Yet as she slipped away from me, her hand groped out behind; “Hold me, Mama. …
My apologies for having dropped off-line without a word. The pandering, back-biting, and spin in the Democratic primary has become so bad, though, that I really can’t even read about it anymore without fighting a gag reflect — much less …
