I was doing some Christmas shopping today, and I picked up a couple things for my parents to give to the kids. They live about a half hour from me — they still live in the house I grew up in — and I was shopping down in their neck of the woods, so I […]
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I am nearing fifty years old. Fifty! I don’t feel like a near-fifty-year-old. But that’s not the point of this post, really. I detest winter. And I have spent the past forty something years dreading it. Complaining about it. Hating it. You know how many total years of dread that is? That’s more than twelve years. […]