“Mom, what do you really want to do this summer?” my son asked me during our bedtime pillow talk last night. I had to think. I wanted my summer sunshine dreams of lemonade stands, library visits, and creeking at local parks to roll off my tongue but instead, my mind was a-jumble. In our race …
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It’s Just Another Day. Slipping Into Stockings, Stepping Into Shoes, Dipping In The Pockets Of Her Raincoat. Ah, It’s Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du It’s Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du It’s Just Another Day. – It’s Just Another Day, Paul McCartney “Do we really have to go back again?” …
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