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TGIF

 I am not sure why I look forward to the weekends. Its not like I get time "off" in any way. Still I do normally get to sleep in, somewhat anyway.

 I worked this evening a party of people with kids on their way to the corn maze. I am glad I did. It was fun, they were all really nice, and generous. Generous is always nice. I took my hubby and 2 of the kids I have tonight to "golden corral" my favorite place of all for dinner.

  So what's in store for the weekend? Clean house, clean house... and Oh yeah... Clean house!

 I would love to get the bushes trimmed up and things done outside as well, but I think it is supposed to rain. We'll see I guess.

 I wish I had better, more exciting plans, but well... I don't.

 Pawlie the 3 legged cat is healing nice and lovely now. He's still wearing the cone, but I think only a while longer... He's scabbed up and pretty much all healed. He can jump onto the bed like a champ. He goes all over the house and asks for his water dish to be filled whenever he thinks he needs it, even though he could go to the CAT BOWL and get water... He wants it in the coffee cup in the bathroom. Whatever spoiled cat.

 Strangely enough, Tim got paid today and somehow there was STILL money in the back before I deposited his check. That has not happened in a while. Its pretty awesome actually. I am not sure how, but whatever, its awesome.

 So there is my life for now. Just life. Woot, I am happy to live it.

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  1. Luna is that way. When we lived alone she would get a cup on the bathroom counter, and when it was empty she would ask for it to be filled. She is not aloud that now that we live with Chris. She always tries to drink out of our cups anyway...but now that I'm pregnant I'm less likely to do that...plus I caught her drinking out of the toilet. :p

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