Graduation Day

About 8 or 9 years ago, I bought a pair of red patent leather ballet flats.  I have always loved red.  When they arrived, I opened them and tried them on, then I put them on the shelf in my closet.  I was not going to wear them until my graduation from UGA.  Every year, …

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Don’t Ever Break Him

When I was pregnant with Mini Me, I was terrified that something would be terribly wrong with him--mostly because of all of the terrible things I had done during my very in-depth studies for my PhD in partying at the University of Georgia.  Of course I was not pregnant with Mini Me during these studies, but I …

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