My name is Aris. Aris is pronounced (heiress) and I'm not sure what the meaning is. Several years ago, when I was asked what my name meant, I replied that Aris was a Greek Sexx Goddess (what can I say I'm a romance writer). Unfortunately, my husband happened to be near, he looked over at me, rolled his eyes, and said very loudly "I wish". I've moved on to another story, which happens to be true. I was born in the seventies to a pair of hippies, real hippies. Having said that, I think I got off lucky with the name Aris. It could have been much worse, Fruit Stand or something like that. So, Aris it is.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

America's 236th birthday!

Today isn’t just about fireworks, barbeques, and red, white, & blue. It’s also about the men and women that have lost their lives fighting for our freedom & those still fighting, so that we can live in the country our forefathers established for all of us. It’s about the people responsible for creating the Declaration of Independence so that America would stand tall and strong.

Happy Birthday to a great country! I feel blessed to be an American!
Fourth of July, Childe Hassam, 1916
~type you soon~
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Posted by Aris Whittier at 7:27 AM

2 comments:

  1. Hey Aris, I'm on my porch waitin for ya! No wine yet, but a good cup of coffee.
    Have a happy 4th!

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    1. Keep an eye out for me…I might sneak away from the family and join you! Sippin’ my coffee as well out of my kitty mug. I’ll have to post a pic some time—it’s so cute. You have a wonderful 4th too.

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