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Book

I'm going to write a book. I have always wanted to. Don't know what about, but I'm going to write a book.

End-of-Year Chaos

My husband has finally done it. He's gone and got himself graduated with his Master-of-Counseling.




Maybe someday, I'll get around to putting them right-side-up. But for now, those of you who were asking for photos, here they are.
With the new title comes a move, we're moving way out of the area we have been in for the last four years, to a very rural, very touristy place. I'm not sure about the location, but I'm sure as hell0rhighwater excited to be able to stay home and tuck my kiddos into bed each night.

Here is my to do list for the next month.
8th birthday, party
Thanksgiving
Baptism for an 8-y-o.
Birthday for 6 y-o.
Pack
Move
Unpack
Christmas.

I don't know about you, but I don't think I'm busy enough.
Still not sure when my last day of work will be though. LoriAnn told me that I should take my vayay and not return. If she said it, that means it's legit and not sneaky, right? After all, she's the number 3 person at my store.

Hurry, I have 3 more days to get ready for a Princess party. What do I do besides serve pizza, cake and ice cream, play pin the crown on the princess, and make beaded necklaces and bracelets?

Painting Fish

The other day at dinner, my 3-y-o went into a dissertation about fish, and as we were eating stated the following:

Mommy, when you have fish, first, when it's on a plate, they have to cut off the tail, and then the head with the smile on it and then they paint the inside orange.

-Really? Why do ...they paint it orange?

-Well, first they have to cut off the head with the smile on it. I don't want it to smile at me. And then it's painted orange on the inside.

-Why do they paint it orange though? (we tried to coax it out of her, but she just wanted to get to the point of not having it smile at her, because that's gross).

-Oh, it's just painted orange after they cut the tail and the head off.

My World.

I found this somewhere, on someone else's blog and I liked it enough to take it.

"Whatever way you put it, I am here only because my world is here. When I took my first breath, my world was born with me. When I die, my world dies with me. In other words, I wasn't born into a world that was already here before me, nor do I leave anything behind to live on after me. People live thinking of themselves as members of a group or society. However, this isn't really true. Actually, I bring my own world into existence, live it out, and take it with me when I die..." Kosho Uchiyama

Girls! Go To Bed!

After all the mothers day festivities, which included me getting to fix lunch, put babies to bed and clean up after everyone, I ate too much (see my other blog---I am an Occasiotarian---find it from my blogger profile) and felt crummy. I went to bed at the same time my kid-lets did. All 4 times. You see, no matter how much they are reminded about the "go to bed,stay in bed, close your eyes and go to sleep" rule, they never do it. Unless they're under some kind of superficial threat. No, make that yelling at and herding butterflies. Now make that both.
the straw that made the herd fall down was them yelling at each other about a story and so&so wasn't telling it right. I had to march myself out of bed and go up and threaten them with something, I forget what, and tell them if they don't stop now, then_____________. I dont' remember, but it worked. It only took 80 minutes. After they were told to brush their teeth and pick up everything off the floor and go back to bed, be quiet and go back to bed. No.1, you have school tomorrow. GO TO BED AND STAY THERE!
If any of you have any other ideas, let me know. Mine are fresh up.

another blog to follow.

I realize that some of you know my latest "fad" cooky diet try. I am starting a blog to follow my progress, because if I don't have anyone to report to, then I won't keep it up.