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Just So You Know....


.....since I haven't been feeling nearly as motherly toward ya'll faithful readers to let you know each and every mundane detail of my life in real-time fashion....

I am busy and more ambitious than ever, taking full advantage of the fact that I am no longer fully consumed with procrastinating my transcription ;) A few of the blog topics that have been waiting in the wings, and are now completely out of date (but you seriously need to know them) are...

1) I got my Christmas decorations down and put in away in a completely respectable amount of time. That is quite an accomplishment for me. While I was doing that, I snapped a picture of my favorite set of ornaments on the left--the expectant parent bears we got when we were pregnant with Eric. The other shot is the sad realization that Little Chic has a lot more personal ornaments than Brainy Boy has. Not quite sure how that happened since I get each of them one every year, but...I'll be hitting the clearance sales to do a little even-ing up. And making up fake memories to go along with each and every bargain ornament.

2) I singlehandedly chased this lovely doe and three of her girlfriends to keep them from making a buffet of my front bushes. They would not leave until DogSpot insisted.

3) Our whole family has been involved in our church's new ministry Upward Sports. I has been a great time with Little Chic cheerleading, Brainy Boy helping in the concession stand, and Muh Main Man making 'bout the most handsome referee you ever did see. I supervise the teenage cheerleading coaches and generally hang out looking for somebody to boss around. I highly recommend it. The sports part and the bossing part.


So there ya go. And now ya know!

Comments

Mary Ellen said…
Personally I'd love to see a video of you chasing the deer...that won't run....
Unknown said…
Cute ornaments of the "mom to be and the Paw" Great post and good to catch up with you.
Laura said…
WOW - busy! Glad you are having fun. The cheerleading sounds like fun!
Well, glad to hear you didn't fall of the edge of the world. lol!

Enjoy your bossing.
Melanie said…
What? You've already taken your decorations down. I guess I'd better get my tree and decorations down soon.

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