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My daughter/ My Angel

No school meant grandma was babysitting. The perfect day for a Snowflake Party!

My thoughts on how the Internet has changed my life.

How I spend my alone time.

I kept hearing a cracking sound followed by a thud. Around midnight, I got up, to look out the window. There I saw a virtual fairyland of ice.

That is when I saw him...a pure white deer.

Brian and Jim knelt down on the ground, working together for a change, they used the two-man saw to cut down our tree.

I cried a lifetime of tears that night.