New Thanksgiving Tradition: The Candy Platter
The Candy Platter will have color, individual wrapping and enough sugar to create cavities in 10,000 molars.
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Joyful Musings: Day of the Dead Is Coming
As a Spanish Teacher, I muse joyfully on Día de Los Muertos, Day of the Dead. This is the Mexican holiday where families delight in and welcome back the souls of their relatives who have passed on, died, expired, kicked the bucket.
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September Is Done, Here Come the Colors
Today I muse joyfully on Green Day’s song, “Wake Me Up when September Ends.” It’s a beautiful song of mourning, of loss, of sadness, of fatique.
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A Shell of a Summer for Susan Dromey Heeter
I collect shells for a purpose, I’ve been relearning the art of decoupage and creating some lovely images.
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Susan Dromey Heeter Looks Ahead
Today I muse joyfully on looking ahead to my final school year, my final going back in September, my final creation of roll books and seating charts.
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Naturalization Ceremony Welcomes 99 New Citizens July 4, 2024 in Portsmouth
There are very few things in life that never disappoint: McDonald’s French fries, a baby’s giggle, cornflower blue, and the Naturalization Ceremony held every July 4th at Strawbery Banke in Portsmouth.
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Joyful Musings: What Did Green Stamps Buy You at the Redemption Center?
But today I muse joyfully on something tangible that brings back my mother and seems to elicit an ethereal flashback to many on their own mothers and childhoods: S&H Green Stamps.
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Who Is My Best Word Friend Judy?
First of all, Judy is someone I’ve been playing Words with Friends with for over seven years. I do not know her last name, where she lives, her family or professional life.
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Our Mothers Like No Others
My mom used those hands for everything – bathing children, changing diapers, braiding hair, cooking, cleaning, knitting, rosary praying, phone cradling, admonishing, writing.
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Time for Tulips, Peeps and Chocolate
It’s lovely and I think fondly both on getting ready for a church celebration by shining my patent leathers with Vaseline and also uncovering my mother’s stash of Peeps in her closet.