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MY Birth day!

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My date of birth, 47 years ago today I came into this world, to my Mom and Dad.  After three boys in 6years.... This bundle of pink was a pleasant surprise. Today was an excellent day.  It was Jacks last day of FIRST GRADE.  After the trials and tribulations, WE MADE IT THROUGH. I would say it was an80% -20% year.  The majority-unremarkable and quit tolerable..  But that 20!!! He certainly had his tough days.   Which in turn were my tough days. BUT here we are report card of all Bs and Bplus's... We are happy, satisfied and ready to wind down for the summer. No camp for Jack this year, we are doing the Mommy Jack and friends summer plan.!! We ar going to swim at the FF pool, we are going to visit our Nanas pool take day trips to cool adventure places and enjoy each others company. Today was a great day- My birthday, the last day of school and the school trip to Knoebles grove. Jack loved it, he was a great boy and we LOVED watching him interact...

In THE BED..

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I was just reading a fellow bloggers take on being and having a sister.  I am a sister but don't have one. When I was pregnant with Allie I prayed for a girl.  Tim used to yell at me saying I was junxing him with girls.  I always wanted two girls.  When they were little they shared a room.   From the day missi came home from the hospital they shared a room.  I rememebr telling Allie to whisper her dreams because he "Baby" was in the crib.  She would hold her and feed her and look at her lying in her playpen. Interestingly enough they were never much for "playing" together, Allie wasnt a play kind of kid.  Missi did all the playing and Allie did all the watching.  Mothering. They had seperate beds but shared a room until 1999.  Thats when we bought the  house at 102 Gardner.  allies room was 8x8.  A closet in most homes.  Missi room was the nursery, larger but attached to the mster bedroom by a door, wh...

Denial is not just a river in Egypt...

Delay is the deadliest form of denial. C. Northcote Parkinson Had a lovely weekend with the gals from AMSON.  There was alot of chat, and memories and current thiggngs in everyones lives.  It was all good. What I found, personally was, how fat I am compared to the rest of the gals. How is it that I am the one with 8 years post bypass heart surgery, poor cardiac output, high risk for repeat fatal MI, and I am the fattest one here>? How does it happen that the snacks are out and I am eating all of them as if I am having a TREAT, when OBVIOUSLY these ar items I take part in often. Was everyone bikini ready?  absolutely not..but we are 47, 48 year old women, and thats ok. But really, I was walking on the beach and short of breath from the sand and carrying my beach chair. Why do I continure these poor choices?  I have glimpses of knowing that I am going to die prematurely form Heart disease.  I know that.  But if you give someone opportunities that h...