Feet of a Princess

I started something. I think it’s going to be a book. An autobiography of sort about my royal heritage. [ETA June 2018: 14 years later, you can read the story now. It ain’t a novel for damn sure.] You know I’m a princess, right? Well, not really. But genetically, I am related to all the Kings of Thailand of Chakri Dynasty dating back some 200 years. Not to mention I’m also a granddaughter of a significant political figure and a famous army general. My only royal trait: my feet. I have my grandmother’s feet. Apparently, her father had the same...
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Leftover for a good cause

Okay Thanksgiving weekend is almost over. I have crap loads of leftover in the fridge! The story goes… I heard about a program organized by the Armed Force YMCA in San Diego that sign families up to host a couple of Marines, Navy servicemen and women for Thanksgiving. So Brandon and I signed up. I asked on Monday before T-day and they said I should be getting 2 guests but someone will confirm with me later. I haven’t heard anything so I went and bought all the foods anyway. That was the day when the truckers join the grocery store...
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