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Mr. Jingle Bells
Christmas morning my friend called with a holiday tale about her temperamental cat. (Yes I have a cat and no I’ve no intention of becoming a cat lady). Anyway, here’s the story. It was Christmas morning in the house without a mouse, the...
The Name Game
I walked into the holiday celebration and surveyed the room filled with a hundred guests. Fifty employees and their spouses. One hundred names to remember. I straightened my dress and smiled. No problem. People always tag me as a hyper-extrovert born with a...
Holiday Survival Glam
As we looped around the pool at Southern Hills Golf Club, the Red Baron dropped me at the service entrance. Not on purpose, we were actually lost. The directions given by a security guard at the front gate were sketchy at best and since...