When my girls were little and the Christmas to-do list seemed ever so long, I was grateful that we didn’t do Santa-at-the-Mall. I would cruise by those lines with a slight smugness. I admit it. But the genetic truth is – our family is not good at …
When my girls were little and the Christmas to-do list seemed ever so long, I was grateful that we didn’t do Santa-at-the-Mall. I would cruise by those lines with a slight smugness. I admit it.
But the genetic truth is – our family is not good at Santa-lap-sitting. Continue reading “Christmas Babes”
I’ve never thrown away a picture postcard received by mail. They don’t arrive on a regular basis anymore but it’s a love affair that won’t fade away. And when I see display boxes of historic postcards at antique shows, or conference halls, I rarel…
I’ve never thrown away a picture postcard received by mail. They don’t arrive on a regular basis anymore but it’s a love affair that won’t fade away. Continue reading “Picture Postcard History”
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