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Recently after my trip to see my Grandma, it went through the family grapevine that I can’t put Win down. Fact is, this is true, I love holding my son. He is my baby, and I feel no guilt about it. “He’s spoiled,” my Grandmother told me several times. This was absurd, yet correct, because he is…
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I forgot to blog about this yesterday but I’m glad I finally remembered because it is something I never want to forget.
I was running box office at work yesterday and getting sick and tired of people calling in asking if we had Harry Potter midnight premiere tickets when we sold out a week ago…
It is better to suffer wrong than to do it, and happier to be sometimes cheated than not to trust.