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Sing to the tune of the chorus “We Are the Champions” We are the Bun Buns my friend, And we’ll keep on hopping till the end. We are the Bun Buns, We are the Bun Buns, Know we are happy, Cause we’re eating candeeeeee . . . Ha’py Easter Squee!

A Rose by Any Other Name

Over the past few days, I have spent an inordinate amount of time goofing around on ancestry.com.  I am extremly fortunate to have access to numerous genealogical resources of my own, including family Bibles and old photos which makes playing around with genealogy, much more fun. Let me tell you, those leaves on my family … Continue reading

The Squee

I have a niece.  Her name is Squee.  Ok, so it’s not really Squee. But, that’s what I call her, especially when I speak of her in the third person. Sometimes when I’m feeling really “hip” and “with it” and “cool” I’ve been overheard calling her The Squee. I started calling her Squee because when she … Continue reading