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This old gal…
Had a hankering…for stuffed mushrooms…and when she thought of stuffed mushrooms…she thought of bacon wrapped weenies…and when she thought bacon wrapped weenies…she thought of dried beef dip… And when she thought of dried beef dip…she thought of buffalo chicken dip…and when she thought of buffalo chicken dip…she thought of Yahtzee…and when she thought of Yahtzee…she thought of New Year’s Eve…and when she thought of New Year’s Eve… She thought of…those daughters of hers…and all those new years…they brought in…together… This was the tradition…for years…a day in the kitchen…a night eating appetizers…playing Yahtzee…watching the ball drop…these girls and their mama…cuddled up on the couch…in that little house on Elm Street…celebrating the end of a year…focusing on the good… Celebrating the new year…what lies ahead…focusing…on the good… Those girls…old enough to be out with friends…when the day came…chose…the unexpected…chose fun fat filled snacks…sparkling grape juice…cut throat Yahtzee…chose…the tiny house on Elm Street…their mama…each other…family… That house on Elm Street…a memory…those appetizers…just a craving…but the spirit that existed…creating that tradition…still exists…no matter where we are…when the ball drops…the corks pop…the horns blow…it will always be…about family…celebrating the past…focusing on the good…family…who may be far apart…but still close together…cheering on the future…focusing on… The good… And those daughters of mine…agree…
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