Monthly Archives: December 2014

In My Youth- Dangerous Christmas Present

Posted on December 21, 2014 by AnnaMae Tollefson

It was Christmas morning and the whole family sat all about in a circle on various living-room furniture. The little girl, the youngest, had proudly claimed the slightly overstuffed chair that matched the couch. It was brownish grey with random … Continue reading →

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In My Youth – Candle Light Service

Posted on December 16, 2014 by AnnaMae Tollefson

The little girl wiggled a little impatiently. Her favorite part of the service was coming up. She had been waiting through the singing (she liked the singing), the readings (a little dry to her point of view), the sermon (though … Continue reading →

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A Beautiful December Night

Posted on December 14, 2014 by AnnaMae Tollefson

Its been unseasonably warm here, but that has caused it to be foggy for days. Driving to work in the predawn grey, it feels like the clouds have come down to touch the houses, and the mist is hovering below, … Continue reading →

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Some Personal Punny Jokes for Your Consumption

Posted on December 9, 2014 by AnnaMae Tollefson

“Sometimes I wake up grumpy; other times I let her sleep” – online “Some days you just have to lay it all out on the table… And say here’s lunch” – Me “108, 109, one thousand!” – Niece “Grandma, I … Continue reading →

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Photos – The Moon

Posted on December 5, 2014 by AnnaMae Tollefson

The moon was so pretty tonight, but this is the best my iPhone could do. I do like the flare effect.

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50 Words – #1

Posted on December 1, 2014 by AnnaMae Tollefson

He had so far avoided getting too close to her, but now, as she held her arms open to him, he ran into the embrace, tears streaming down his face. “Hush, hush,” she crooned softly as she wrapped the small … Continue reading →

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