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Thanks and Giving

As we begin this season of Thanks and Giving, it’s a perfect time to reflect on things in life we are thankful for.As I started to write my thoughts to paper, it didn’t take long for my list to grow and here are a few (in no particular order):

My Health: Something we can easily take for granted and I’m grateful for each day I have it.
My Husband:Simply put, my life is better because he is in it.
My Family:My dad, siblings, nieces and nephews.My mom, grandparents and other loved ones no longer with us. They all have helped shape me into the person I am today and bring joy to my life.
My Home:There is no place like home!I’m grateful for the safety and comfort it provides and nothing beats a quiet evening at home.It is where I get to put my passion for home improvement projects into action or perhaps more accurately stated, where I come up with the ideas and my husband makes them a reality.
Our Veterans, Active Military and Reserve:I’m thankful for all they have given for our country and the…

Go Cubs Go!

I was raised in a family that watched lots of sports.It really didn’t matter who was playing. I think my Dad just liked watching the competition of a good baseball, basketball, or football game.If the TV was on it was more than likely tuned in to a sporting event.We’d watch lots of Iowa football and basketball games, but the Holy Grail in the Johnson household was if the Chicago Cubs were on TV.For much of my childhood we did not have cable TV, so it was a real treat when we were able to get the Cubs on one of the 4 stations our rabbit ears pulled in (usually it was when they were playing the Cardinals and losing.) At some point my parents splurged and ordered a small cable TV package where we could get WGN and watch the Cubs on a regular basis.
The only family vacations I remember involved traveling to Chicago, St. Louis or Kansas City to watch baseball games.It would have been a boring miserable life growing up for some, but not if you loved baseball like my Dad. I remember my Dad,…