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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my transcription ;) A few of the blog topics that have been waiting in the wings, and are now completely out of date (but you seriously need to know them) are...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!
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Mary Ellen said…
Personally I'd love to see a video of you chasing the deer...that won't run....
1/17/2008 10:14 AM
Unknown said…
Cute ornaments of the "mom to be and the Paw" Great post and good to catch up with you.
1/17/2008 10:46 AM
Laura said…
WOW - busy! Glad you are having fun. The cheerleading sounds like fun!
1/17/2008 12:53 PM
Rebecca Mecomber said…
Well, glad to hear you didn't fall of the edge of the world. lol!

Enjoy your bossing.
1/19/2008 7:12 PM
Melanie said…
What? You've already taken your decorations down. I guess I'd better get my tree and decorations down soon.
1/20/2008 4:21 PM
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