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    baby story
  • A Baby Story is a program that airs daily on The Learning Channel (TLC). There are more than 100 episodes in the series. The program follows a couple through the late days of their pregnancy, sometimes showing the baby shower, final family outing, or dinner party.





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  • television program: a program broadcast by television

  • TV Show is the second studio solo album by Russian singer Sergey Lazarev. The album was released in Russia in May 10, 2007 and features 12 English tracks, one Russian re-recording and 3 remixes which serve as bonus tracks for the album.

  • (TV Shows) The Cadillac organization was featured on NBC's "Today" show on 12 December 1975.











baby story tv show - Scoreboard, Baby:




Scoreboard, Baby: A Story of College Football, Crime, and Complicity


Scoreboard, Baby: A Story of College Football, Crime, and Complicity



Winner of the 2011 Edgar Award, Best Crime Fact category

The adjectives associated with the University of Washington's 2000 football season mystical, magical, miraculous changed when Ken Armstrong and Nick Perry's four-part exposA?A© of the 2000 Huskies hit the newspaper stands: "explosive . . . chilling" (Sports Illustrated), "blistering" (Baltimore Sun), "shocking . . . appalling" (Tacoma News Tribune), "astounding" (ESPN), "jaw-dropping" (Orlando Sentinel).

Now, in Scoreboard, Baby, Armstrong and Perry go behind the scenes of the Huskies Cinderella story to reveal a timeless morality tale about the price of obsession, the creep of fanaticism, and the ways in which a community can lose even when its team wins. The authors unearth the true story from firsthand interviews and thousands of pages of documents: the forensic report on a bloody fingerprint; the notes of a detective investigating allegations of rape; confidential memoranda of prosecutors; and the criminal records of the dozen-plus players arrested that year with scant mention in the newspapers and minimal consequences in the courts. The statement of a judge, sentencing one player to thirty days in jail, says it all: "to be served after football season."










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Christmas Greetings




Christmas Greetings





I wanted to share a Christmas greeting with my Flickr friends.
This ornament is 59 years old - almost as old as I am! But it still hangs prominently on our tree! Perhaps as I should!
I decided that, rather than writing a new Christmas story this year, I would recycle the one from last year. Isn't that part of being "green"? And, it works for "Wonderful World", "White Christmas" and "A Christmas Carol"!

Christmas Memories

Christmas comes gradually to our house - gradually and somewhat gently.

Of course, it wasn't always like that. When I was a child, Christmas arrived suddenly! It came on Christmas morning when we got out of bed and, opening the living room door, found that the room had been magically transformed by a fully decorated tree.

Santa always left our stockings at the foot of our beds. I still recall waking up and wiggling my toes to see if the stocking was there - and the joy and wonderment of finding it and realizing who had put it there! When you moved it with your foot it made a special sound that cannot be compared to anything else.

But it all happened on that one day - which made the whole experience that much more exciting! Mind you, there were still events that led up to Christmas - advertising on radio and TV still encouraged us to get our shopping done early and there was still the Santa Claus parade. More important than the parade was the opening of "Toyland." Yes, my friends, I remember when there were no malls, the stores were on one or two streets downtown and did not keep a full selection of toys all year long. “Toyland” meant that Christmas was really coming!

But in spite of this limited hype, things didn't start to get serious until the party on the last day of school. After school had ended I would get money from Mom - perhaps as much as two or three dollars - to go downtown and buy something special for my grandmother. It was usually a "nic-nac" to go on her mantle. Dogs, cats and other cute animals were very popular with me and, as a result, Nanny's mantle resembled a menagerie. I am sure that many a saleslady was silently screaming at how much time it took me to choose “just the right piece.”

On Christmas Eve morning my sister and I would take the bus to Nanny's house to get a pair of her stockings. She wore those special "old lady" stockings that were perfect for hanging up. Nylons just didn't seem to work! We would phone her in the morning. "Nanny, do you have any of your stockings you could let us borrow?"
The answer was always “yes” - for all her many grandchildren. I'm surprised that Christmas Day found her with any stockings left to wear.

The bus ride to her house was also special. People seemed to act differently because it was Christmas Eve. People smiled more and we heard those magic words - Merry Christmas! - often.

Over the years our habits have changed. Christmas doesn’t arrive as suddenly as when I was a child. I couldn’t possibly do what my parents did on Christmas Eve. But we are still a family that decorates the tree just before Christmas – as opposed to just before Remembrance Day - and I am, purposely, one of the last on my street to decorate the outside of my house. But mid November finds us at the tree farm picking out our tree and around the end of November we start to see hints of Christmas. The ornate wall hanging suddenly shows up. Then, a bit later, the everyday mugs disappear and are replaced by the Christmas mugs. By Advent Sunday, the ceramic Christmas tree will have appeared. And a bit later, my well-thumbed copy of Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol” calls out to me. But the tree - in all its glorious and majestic splendor - is still left until almost Christmas. On the other hand, our decorations stay up and the outside lights remain on until January 6 - Twelfth Night.

Bringing out the Christmas decorations is always special. Seeing that particular favourite ornament is like welcoming back an old friend. Seeing the boys’ special ornaments always brings back memories of Christmases past. And even trying to figure out how strings of lights could possibly have twisted themselves that much while sitting for eleven months in a motionless box, is more or less tolerable!

Yes, we are still caught up in the rush of Christmas shopping and the dash to make sure that we have those last minute things which, in spite of having celebrated many Christmases, always seem to get forgotten.

But even so, our Christmas seems to come gradually and gently. Perhaps that fits with how the baby Jesus arrived.

May your Christmas be joyous and gentle.











Wearing a Mask




Wearing a Mask





Sometimes I don’t feel like myself. I feel like I'm just putting on a show, so people wont know how I'm really feeling. Sometimes, I feel like I'm wearing a mask.

I like how happy and innocent this picture looks.

But in reality, I’m not very happy at all. I’m depressed and bipolar. I saw my psychologist on Wednesday and my psychiatrist on Thursday. I’ve pretty much been spilling all my thoughts and worries into my photostream lately, so I guess I should tell you guys a little more about myself.

My name is Makenzie Smith, and I’ve lived in Indiana my whole life – I’m a purebred Hoosier. I’m 15 years old, and a freshman in high school. I’m pretty much sucking at school right now, but I’ll get to that later).

I play the tenor saxophone in the school band, but I pretty much suck at that, too. I’m probably like one of the worst players in the band, seriously.

I love to read and write. Some of my favorite books are Saving Max, A Bride in the Bargain, The Breakable Vow, and the Harry Potter series.’

I am a Happy Potter FREAK. I have read the books and seen the movies WAY too many times to count. I can probably answer any question you were to ask about the series.

My favorite tv shows are Glee, Breaking In, The Big Bang Theory, Wipeout, and Untold Stories of the ER. As for Glee, I am obsessed. I am in love with KLAINE………….they are the best couple on the show, seriously. They are perfect in every way.

My best friend’s name is Kat. And although sometimes we fight, I love her more than anything – I don’t think that I could survive without her. She’s gotten me through anything and everything – breakups, pet and family deaths, injuries and my surgery. She and my friend Shae both actually got me into photography.

I have two dogs – Murphy, he’s a Golden Retriever, and he’s seven. Then there’s Sammy, my baby! He’s a goldendoodle, and he’s four.

Over the summer, I’m going on a cruise to Greece with my grandma. I’m so excited, and I can hardly wait.

My more severe medical problems this year started when I badly sprained my ankle. I had a boot on my foot for a few weeks, and Kat was my book carrier. After that was all done with and gone, I began to feel sick after every time I ate. I was eating mostly saltines for about a month, because they were basically the only thing that I could eat without making me feel sick. There went a week where saltines were quite literally the ONLY thing that I ate. We went to the doctor and I realized that I had lost over 5 pounds in less than a week. Also, along with the nausea, I had a constant pain in my abdomen. Eventually my mom took me to the ER to get it all checked out. The doctors ran some tests, and discovered that I had an ovarian cyst. After about 2 more pain-filled months, we had a surgery to have it removed. It was my first surgery, and I was scared shitless. After two weeks of recovery, I went back to school for finals week.

I now have another cyst, on the OTHER side, so I am once again in CONSTANT PAIN. It really sucks.

I started off this school year with 6 academic classes, and now I only have three. I fell so far behind because I’ve missed so much school that I had to drop three classes, including math and Spanish.

If anyone is still reading this (which I highly doubt…), thank you. Thank you for listening…reading. It show that maybe someone cares.

I’m sorry I haven’t really been the best contact, but…I don’t even know. Sometimes I feel too depressed to even pull myself out of bed in the mornings.

But…I'm working on it, I really am. I have music, photography, and some really amazing friends (you know who you are!).

So…thanks for listening.










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