The doorbell rang Saturday morning. The FedEx guy had come for a visit. And in his arms he carried an enormous, long, slender box. On the address label was 1 of 8’s name. Inside the box were twelve gorgeous hot pink roses. From Da Boy. And somehow, across the literal miles of their romance, Da Boy, through his card and…
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“Haven’t you read,” (Jesus) replied, “that at the beginning the Creator ‘made them male and female,’and said, ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh’? So they are no longer two, but one.” Matthew 19:4-6 It seems a little odd. Valentine’s Day. The day…
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~My Valentine~ ~my funny valentine~ ~I heart you, Baby~ ~big time~ Sat, 13 Feb 2010 14:14:00 +0000julielylescarr

There’s got to be a phrase for it. Some Adam Smith/Keynesian economic term that would capture the essence of this phenomenon. But I think I sold back the economics textbooks at the end of college. Or I’m using them as a doorstop out in the garage. Either way, I’m going to stay here next to my coffee. But back to…
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Look at that face. I know. What a peach. I was delighted to do a few headshots for a dear friend of 2 of 8’s. Let’s call her Broadway Girl. ‘Cuz I think that’s where this one is headed. She’s a whole lot of sparkle, fun and big personality wrapped in talent and song… …and is a great friend, with…
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