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It's the Jelly of the Month Club...The Gift That Keeps On Giving

Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas...Happy Hanukkah...Happy Kwanzaa...Joy to the World....

Happy Holidays one and all! I didn't realize that it has been soooo long since I last posted. I have a lot to share with you.
1) I have moved. I pulled up stakes and moved. It took a 26 foot Penske truck; 6 very, very dear and wonderful friends; 2 loving parents; 1 case of Coors Light; and one evening at the Dixie Chicken; but I am relocated!
2) I survived my bootcamp workout! In fact, I shrunk my entire self by 6+ inches!
3) Newt the wonder dog and I made it home. In fact, we rode home from Texas in the back seat of my mother's suburban. Brought back memories of show days...dad driving, mom shot gun, and me curled up in the backseat with a book. However, I didn't have the privilege of text messaging in those days, hell, we didn't even have cell phones!...and my spine was much more open to riding like that for hours upon hours.

**Please stand by. I come to you this morning from Dad's desk and it's time to go feed cows.

To be continued....

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