Facebook brought this up yesterday as a memory from a year ago: And I’ve done nothing but cry ever since. It was to be Ginger’s last Christmas with us, but we didn’t know that at the time. I can see now how scrawny and sick she was. We don’t have a tree this year because …

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My hubby recently celebrated his sixtieth birthday. Yes, I’m married to a sexagenarian. Makes him sound like a pervert, doesn’t it? LOL. In our case, I think the pervert label fits me better than it does him, but I’ll never tell. I’m sure everyone sees it anyway. I’m the one with the ink, the pink …

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