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Sometimes...

Sometimes, I just feel like writing. Even when I have nothing important or earth shattering or silly or smart to say. I guess maybe I just like hearing myself talk?


Who knows. What I do know is that I miss this place. This outlet. This teeny little voice of mine on the world wide web.

I took some photos of a sweet 6 month old last weekend...he has the most amazing blue eyes and best chubby little rolls you've ever seen! 


He reminds me of my Dubya...laid back little chubba.


Speaking of Dubya, he missed out on joining a travel baseball league last year...and has been pestering us ever since to sign him up this year. So, we contacted coaches, discussed pros and cons and decided, yes. What the heck, let's give it a go.

That same week he "won" (earned is probably a better word) a Kindle Fire from a school fundraiser for selling the most raffle tickets...special thanks to my mom and dad's friends that helped support his endeavor and purchased oodles of tickets from him. OH, and Father Nick...Father Nick bought him out of tickets...TWICE!

AND ALSO in that week the Confetti Cake Blizzard was released at the DQ and so Dubya 1. Learned he got to be on the traveling baseball team, 2. Discovered he would receive his Kindle at the end of the week, and 3. Was treated to a DQ because his mama JUST HAD TO TRY the new blizzard.

In Dubya's words, "BEST. WEEK. EVER!!!!". Gosh dang, do I love that kid.

My biggest boy also just committed to my alma mater...I'm a little nervous that he's not going to get the financial aid he needs, but praying that it all works out! I think it'll be a great fit for him!

And, friends, GET THIS. The eternal winter that Disney set off with "Frozen"? It looks like it's coming to an end!! Forecast says 70 degrees today...if you need me, I'll be out on the deck, reading a book.

Have a great day!

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  1. I agree. Sometimes I feel like I need to write especially if I'm worried or frustrated. It feels better after I write about it. I miss your Five Question Friday. Will you be bringing it back sometime?

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  2. LOL at your term "eternal winter". It definitely HAS felt eternal, hasn't it :)

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