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Last year, I was devastated when I could not find the Christmas decorations that were handmade by Briar and Brad throughout their childhood. I looked for them for days. They simply could not be replaced, and our tree was not the same without them.

Sunday afternoon, the boys and I pulled the Christmas tree and decorations out of the attic and put the tree up. There was a box full of old garland I was getting ready to throw away when Brad noticed what I was doing.

He loves to decorate and wouldn’t let me throw it away. As I pulled the strands out of the box for him, a little snowman made of gumballs caught my eye. There, in the bottom of that box, were all the lost decorations!!!

I can’t explain the joy I felt upon finding them…

And to think, I almost threw them away.

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My family has always been huge Razorback fans. My older brother, Rodney, had Briar and Brad calling the hogs before they could even walk.

On the flip side, Rodney is not an Arkansas State fan. You would think since they are closer to us he would at least root for them sometimes. Not the case. He is extremely anti-Indians (or whatever they turn out to be).

Saturday afternoon my family was gathered at my mom’s house for a birthday party for Rod’s daughter, Grace. Blake, my younger brother, walked in wearing a gray A-State hoodie.

Rod instantly told him to get out of the house with that shirt on. He wasn’t welcome. Blake just smiled and said, “If you only knew.” We all got a good laugh when Georgetta, Blake’s wife, let Rod in on the secret.

She had bought the hoodie the day before at one of the many “Black Friday” sales. It was to be Rod’s Christmas present… until Blake saved him from that fate and claimed it for himself.

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My cousin, Lora, has been battling cancer for several years. Every time we think she has it beat, something else happens. At a recent checkup at UAMS, she learned that the cancer has returned to her lungs and liver.

After having a reaction to treatments, they were stopped. Lora has been referred to MD Anderson Medical Center in Texas for an experimental treatment. We’ve been told this is her “last hope.”

Through all of the different diagnosis, chemotherapy and surgeries, Lora’s faith has remained strong. She has an amazing attitude, and I admire her for it.

My mom has organized a fund-raiser, to be held Nov. 17 beginning at 6:30 p.m at the Hoxie Service Center. The proceeds will help Lora with medical and traveling expenses. The Shaw’s will be performing as well as the Faith Worship Center Praise Team and the New Beginning Followers of Christ Dance Team.

It’s sure to be an entertaining night!

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I had an extremely entertaining ride while taking my nieces, Jarah, 7, and Kylie, 3, to Jonesboro for Jarah’s gymnastics class on Wednesday.

My son, Brad, is a huge Hannah Montana fan and has two of her CDs. They occupy slots number three and four in my CD changer. I was actually hoping that the girls would not remember that fact when we began our drive.

It didn’t take long, however, for Kylie to ask for Hannah Montana. She was singing at the top of her lungs, “Everybody makes mistakes, everybody has those days.” She wanted me to play it over and over… I just couldn’t do it though.

I had to contain my laughter when Kylie said, “Aunt Angie, I got my flea shot yesterday!”

Jarah laughed and told her it wasn’t a “flea” shot, it was a flu shot. She told Kylie to say blue… then had her say flu. She said it perfectly.

After Jarah got out of the car, and I was getting Kylie unbuckled, she told me, “Jarah don’t know what she’s talkin’ about, Aunt Angie, I know I got a flea shot.”

I just smiled and let it go.

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My mother-in-law had her annual Halloween party Saturday night. She lives on the other side of Maynard, out in the middle of nowhere. It is a really good place for a Halloween party… lots of scary possibilities.

We had a big meal, then started a bonfire and roasted marshmallows. The crew my sister-in-law works with landed their helicopter in the field across the street and ate with us. Before leaving, they took some of the adults up in the helicopter.

Later in the night we had a hayride. My mother-in-law and several other adults dressed up in scary outfits and went to spook those on the hayride. The trailer they caught up with, though, wasn’t ours… they scared the wrong group.

To end the night, Briar, Brad and several others bobbed for apples. This is my least favorite thing… everyone slobbering in a pail of water, trying to bite the same apples. GROSS!

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