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On my cracker box it said that if I wasn't satisfied then I could return the unused portion to them and they would replace it...WHAT....WHAT ON EARTH? If I don't like them then why would I want them to send me MORE OF THEM?????   Think people. PLEASE JUST THINK.  ....and it said that they were savory...GUARANTEED...really? you're going to guarantee something so arbitrary?  okay then...you asked for it.

What's in a name?

While I'm searching through a list of "S" names to see if there are any I like for the new little girl coming soon I came across these priceless features: Sushi, Swastika, and Supreme.  I'm so sure I'm going to name my daughter Swastika....WHAT ON EARTH!

"...And so it often is....

....Faith, prayer, and obedience are our requirements.  We are not offered in exchange immunity and exemption from the world's woes.  What we are offered has to do with another world altogether."

Sleep

...been up since three....or something of that nature....

daughter coughing a lot.....

hot tea is good.....made granola......my hair dryer exploded.....myles still asleep...of course he is.

YESSSSSSS!

I have four followers!  That officially makes me popular.

Love and Marriage

It's too bad you don't figure out how difficult marriage is until AFTER you get married.  Only I had a chance prior ...I just assumed that since this husband wasn't abusive, unfaithful, an alcoholic or addicted to cocaine that it would be easier....Nope.  Just a completely different challenge even with the good ones.

Back by popular DEMAND........

Yes yes here I am.  I've been busier than usual simply because not only did my long lost sister from deep in the hills of Hollywood take time away from her eventful life to come visit but I also have been trying to complete some long over due house projects.  I figured I shouldn't have to wait on Alex for something I'm fully capable of handling.....of course none of them will turn out how he had envisioned but that's what should be fun about being married to me.....I have to go on about how exciting it is to be married to me because he won't.  

Today is Myles' first birthday...however since we had a giant party for him last Saturday I almost forgot.  We won't really be doing anything for him today since he's only one and doesn't know any better...I may squeeze him more than usual or bite off his feet some more...other than that...he's getting the same old apple sauce for breakfast.  He is fortunate however that apple picking just happened to be planned for this evening.  However he probably won't be much use there either....maybe he and I can just munch on some of the apples that overflow from the buckets while Finnegan and Sydnea do all the fun work.  I would hate to miss out and spend my time eating but as a mother I'm used to sacrifice.