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Mar 03, 2008

Sickies, Survival, and a Teen for Sale

Gratefully, I can report to you that your prayers really worked. Overall, we crossed the finish line looking strong, bringing it in with a sideways skid, having no more than

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Feb 29, 2008

Thanks

He had to wrestle last night and due to a confluence of events, got bumped up to varsity and to a higher weight class. He was really nervous. He looked

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Feb 25, 2008

Happy Memories and Hard Goodbyes

Today our second son must do a very hard thing. With the help of his father, he will bury a dear boyhood friend and the answer to many childhood prayers.

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Feb 20, 2008

I’m a happy mama

Hey. The other praise in this whole deal is that I did, indeed, restrain myself. I did not go in swinging my red purse at his opponent, I did not

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Feb 18, 2008

Shopping with the Sin-dicate

Over time I have personally come to believe that there is something in the electric eye at the very doors of the store that triggers a dormant mutation in the

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Feb 15, 2008

Surviving – Days Three and Four

Trying to find ways to get out of the house this weekend with The Husband. He has to study all weekend and all next week for the big test a

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Feb 13, 2008

Surviving – Day Two

Baby Boy got up twice during the night and early morning, feeling warm and sounding incredibly tight. Ding-ding, into round two! Jord worried me by working late and not calling

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Feb 12, 2008

Surviving – Day One

The chief reported that everything went well, class was boring, but he made the instructor and several other students laugh with an absolutely unnecessary comment about what I do at

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Feb 11, 2008

I’d Like a Chance to “Suffer,” Please

Here’s what’s happening – the chief of the tribe is going on a business trip, leaving me to ride shotgun on the four braves. When he issued this proclamation, I

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Feb 05, 2008

This is tough

Secondly, I sat there and struggled the whole time – still am, really – because it just hit me so hard that Jord, our first baby, is almost done walking

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