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Grateful

I'm so glad
  1. I went to bed at 8 PM last night
  2. Chickadee went back to sleep 2 hours after that loud thunder clap woke her
  3. Beansprout's fever went away
  4. Beansprout slept 13 hours last night
  5. Beansprout only got up once
  6. I still got enough sleep
  7. I got in my exercise
  8. Mr. Survival took one of this morning's trips to school
It's a good thing that we spent four hours on Saturday raking up leaves again.  Rather, I raked and Mr. Survival borrowed a blower.  Did you know that raking is like meditation with a purpose?  It is.  Yep.  Our yard is now soaked because a huge warm storm is making it's way through.  Thank goodness we're almost done.

I've got to go grocery shopping.  Anybody else do this?  I keep needing to get there, and it keeps not happening.  My grocery list holds me up, or my schedule, or nerves about a certain holiday?

I'm actually excited.

I get to cook, and my kids are bubbling over with anticipation.  I love it.  We'll put up our decorations, and we'll have a ball.  

I did three miles this morning.  You?

Comments

  1. KarenNovember 22, 2010 at 9:24 AM

    This post made me smile:) Sounds like a good day there. I am dreading the grocery store this week - I suspect it will be packed with Thanksgiving shopping. But I also need to get there at some point.

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  2. NataliaNovember 22, 2010 at 9:54 AM

    sounds like a great day! :) I miss fall and the leaves! Happy Thanksgiving!!! :)

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  3. Yum YuckyNovember 22, 2010 at 1:51 PM

    Well, look at YOU, being all snazzy and pizazz'y with yo' stuff. I went out to rake leaves yesterday, but ended up pruning a ton of branches that I now have to clean up, on top of all those leaves. :/

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  4. Tami@NutmegNotebookNovember 22, 2010 at 6:38 PM

    Wow, sleep, exercise and happy about cooking! I love it!

    I ended up having a video chat with daughter Katy who is in Spain. That beats a work out any day for this mom!

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