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The funny thing about Facebook friends is that they are not always the type of real-life friends we might normally surround ourselves with. It could be a bittersweet friendship; one that could be full of excitement to read the next post from one friend or one that you regret ever hitting the “Accept Friend” request. I see a lot on Facebook: what my friends are up to, where they have been, pictures of the family, and the dog, and the vacation… It’s really a great way to stay connected to family and friends that are on the other side of the country, or state, or just down the street.
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The funny thing about Facebook friends is that they are not always the type of real-life friends we might normally surround ourselves with. It could be a bittersweet friendship; one that could be full of excitement to read the next post from one friend or one that you regret ever hitting the “Accept Friend” request. I see a lot on Facebook: what my friends are up to, where they have been, pictures of the family, and the dog, and the vacation… It’s really a great way to stay connected to family and friends that are on the other side of the country, or state, or just down the street.
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It's been nearly a year since West Michigan Woman launched online. This time last December, the office was abuzz with preparations. There were in-depth discussions about the font, the color scheme, and the layout we would use to give the website the aesthetic we wanted—and attract the reader dynamic we hoped for.
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However you celebrate the holidays, it’s quite possible that you decorate. Some folks go to such elaborate pains, they could put Rockefeller Center to shame; others keep things simple, yet elegant. But whether you dress things up just a touch or are the envy of all who catch a glimpse, are you aware of the potential pet hazards?
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On a family vacation this past year, I was sitting back watching my kids play a game of shuffleboard. Yes, you read that correctly. I may only have a few gray hairs; however, we do enjoy our shuffleboard games while on vacation. As I was relaxing, I noticed this mom in the court next to me taking pictures of her little child’s every move with her camera, like she was a tourist. My brain trailed back to the many, many years doing just the same thing. For a quick moment, I felt a little guilt that I wasn’t doing the same thing right then. Had my kids grown up to the point where photos weren’t warranted for their every step, or had something else changed in my life?
