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A little while ago, my friends and I were gathered around a few bottles of wine as I was explaining how my mother-in-law, who's lived in the Upper Peninsula for 40 years, had spent an entire day teaching my husband and kids how to make pasties (pass-tees) from scratch. The topic quickly turned to other family food traditions, and one in particular—pierogis—had my Polish friends all a flutter.

Did you know your level of happiness is entirely up to you? When I discovered that my happiness is my personal choice, I began researching ways I could continue to boost my own joy.

As the mom of three boys within three years of each other, I really do feel like I have some expertise about bringing up boys. I even wrote about it a few years ago, when I shared my favorite tips and advice for those with little ones.

Today I came home from getting groceries, hands shaking and heart pumping. Now, I know that grocery shopping isn't really anyone's idea of a good time, but for the past few weeks my favorite grocery store in Holland has been closed for remodeling. My shopping experiences have since approached Dante's circles of Hell, because all of us who normally are divided between two store locations have been converging in one. It is turning people who I'm sure are usually perfectly nice into monsters.

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