Posts Tagged "True Love"

Big Bubbles & Packing Beetle

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Big Bubbles & Packing Beetle

After collecting the keys to our apartment, Frank and I headed to CollegeView Apartments in search of our new home. These apartments sat across the road from the College Campus, thus how they got their name.  The buildings were two-story old Army barracks converted into eight apartment units. On the front of the building, there were two separate entrances.  Each entrance had a two-step small concrete porch that led to a screen door.  When you entered through the screen door, there was a small entryway and on either side of this entryway was a door.  Each of these two doors was the front door...

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A Beautiful Fluttering Flipflop

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A Beautiful Fluttering Flipflop

The Doctor told Frank and me that the morning sickness could be controlled by my eating saltine crackers every morning before getting out of bed and eating small meals to keep my stomach from being empty. Our baby’s due date was figured out to be September 26th which meant that I was approximately nine weeks pregnant.  The Doctor wanted to keep seeing us until I was past three months along and only then would he refer us to an OB/GYN he knew in the College Station. If the morning sickness was to get worse,  the Doctor wanted us to call then come see him so he could write a prescription...

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Life of a Coach

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Life of a Coach

Frank, Scotty, and I only had a few days to settle into our new home, and then Frank had to get busy with his coaching duties. Our home was in town, which was great.  If you stood on our front porch facing the road, there was a church across the street.  On the right side of our home was a Daycare, and on the left side of our home was another house which happened to be our landlord’s house. The only immediate problem that we faced was we had to remind Scotty that the trees in our front yard were not his very own personal tinkling toilets.  I thanked Frank daily for teaching him that. ...

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