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Writing good content is not an option to remain relevant in the market. You have to write appealing stuff that will help you increase web presence and visibility online. This is the main focus of a…

For 2018, Make Finding the Right Activities for Your Kids Your New Year’s Resolution

New year, new you, new activities for your kids.  Is this is the year that Sam wants to learn to play the violin? Or Suzie wants to take up dancing? Or you need to find John a new lacrosse camp? It can be tough navigating all the options for classes, programs and camps.  In 2018, let other moms…

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Once upon a time, I lived in Fargo, ND, that cold, windy, desolate place with an Academy Award winning movie named after it. Tom’s first job out of college took us to this unthinkably isolated part of the country. I remember the day he received the phone call informing us where we would be moving. We were hoping for St. Louis, or Savannah, GA. But I remember him nodding while on the phone and when he said, “And what exactlyis in Fargo?” I about poo-pooed my panties. Fargo? Fargo, North Dakota? Holy Crap!

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