Wow – what a nice morning. It’s 8:02a Sunday and everyone is still asleep in my house. I’m catching up on some DVRd shows that I am behind on and enjoying a quiet morning.
Rick & I spent yesterday looking at homes. We are so struggling with the decision to move. We LOVE the lake but we are just far enough away from town that it leaves me feeling so removed from life. I don’t mind the drive to & from work but when I have to rush home to let the dog out before returning to town for Mallory’s swim lessons or a hockey game or whatever I HATE the drive.
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Fast forward 11 hours…my darling daughter is trying to stand up on a chair and is nowhere near ready for bed, seeing as how she thinks it’s only really 6p, not 7p.
Mallory has been feeling a million times better. She has been a trouper the past two days with all the errands we dragged her on (looking at houses, looking at new washer/dryers, dealing with Best Buy and the camcorder fiasco). I don’t know why we thought this was a good idea given the fact that she’s been sort of a jerk all week but luckily she handled it like a champ. She even got to see Scary Larry, Miss Cheri & Bryce for dinner at TGI Friday’s last night (where Mallory’s mom inhaled two Ultimate Margaritas).
OK – she is now running through the house and laughing hysterically at who-knows-what. Gotta go.