Bee in his ear.

So I return home to a bunch of chaos in the kitchen. My sisters are ducked off laughing about the commotion. I peek over and my mom is huddled over my dad. He has a towel folder under him and she has several in the near vicinity. She also has hydrogen peroxide, q-tips, and other […]

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The ceiling is falling

So this is where I tell you another short story from the Forte’s & the Series of Unfortunate Events. These are hilariously personal stories, now available to you that I will never forget. Everything becomes so clear when I think about each story. So here goes… Late afternoon, the girls and I just got off […]

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Battle on Woodstock

I remember it well, dad came home with muffins. Not just any muffins, these were the Otis Spunkmeyer muffins, one of my many guilty pleasures for a snack. Anyway, there were 4-5 at, three of which were blueberry which is also my favorite. In a family of six, the odds of me getting the blueberry […]

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