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I’ve been a Lolly for a year. A year? Who can believe this? Not this Lolly or her associated Pop. A year? It can’t be. Time flows faster the older I get. Yes, I said it. It’s the closest you’ll get to a public admission that I might be getting older. Not old, Darrin. Older. …
I love being a Lolly. So much so that I’ve put a friend of mine to work making all sorts of cute “grandma” stuff. Things like this sign: And these shirts (Pop and I both have them): And the best thing about being a Lolly is I only get to be MORE of one. Well, …
In 1983, my husband and I were in newspaper class together. It was a riot. We became friends and went on a few dates. Now it’s time for another anniversary. Fast forward to 1988. It was a rainy Friday. We got married in a small ceremony, headed to his parents’ house for a “small” reception …
In April 2019, I’ll be a grandmother. *screams, jumps around room* *Smooths hair* I’ve given up on the idea that I’m too young to be a grandma. I mean, people still gasp when I tell them the age of my kids, and as long as that continues, I think it’s safe to embrace the joy …