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Sometimes when I'm jamming along to my tunes I imagine that I'm on American Idol.  In my head I make a playlist of the songs I'd perform were I given a chance to croon for Cowell.  I don't hold back my imagination on the judges' critiques either.  I'll share this daydream with you: 1. Fishin' in the Dark - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band after my performance of this song, Randy says, "Alright, yo baby - that was just the wrong choice of song for you for me."  I slowly nod my head. 2. Only Yesterday - Karen Carpenter when I am done Simon says, "The problem I have with you is that you aren't making yourself relevant.  You made yourself sound too old fashioned."  I try to smile. It comes out  more of a grimace, perhaps I need pepto bismol. 3. You Gotta Be - Des'ree It's early on in the game, but clearly I've already decided to ignore Simon.  When I am done with this song, Kara says "I respect that you took a chance, but li...

Do you remember that song from when you were little, Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other is gold. A circle is round, but never ends, that's how long I want to be your friend! ?  I'm not sure where to put the question mark, so I'll leave him there.  I really liked that little song when I was young, probably because we moved so much that I was always having to make new friends, and hoping that the old ones still remembered me. Well, I'm hoping that this move will be more permanent and that this song will have a different meaning for my daughters.  In that they should always be friendly, and open to making new friends, but not that they will be forced to because they are the new girl, again. We really loved Peoria, we felt like we were there for a long time.  (Prior to moving there we hadn't lived anywhere for longer than about three months.  Tiresome.)  That's where Hallie learned to crawl, then to walk.  That's...

an armful of babies,  being treated like a queen,  having a "park" in your own backyard, a good solid nap, meeting and welcoming new members of the family,  having someone to share the cool cart with, owning your own home, spending time with family. What is your happiness?

My sister emailed me the pictures she had, so here's a taste.  I am still holding out hope that I'll find the charger for our camera battery, so we'll see about that. Me, my sister, my friend Amanda. My sister's daughter, Jill, and of course, Hallie. See how hard she's trying to smile?  She really does have a normal smile, but for some reason when the camera is on she really struggles.  This is her, trying her best to smile for the camera. Good times, reading.

Let me explain.  I have so many pictures that I wish I could post on my blog, but a. I can't find the charger for the camera battery, and the battery is dead, so I can't get pictures off of it until I do, and b. my sister's camera has all the other pictures and she hasn't sent them to me yet because I keep forgetting to ask her to. So, you don't get to see those pictures (yet).  BUT since I have been wanting to write about SOMETHING and put pictures of SOMETHING up, here is what you get to see. Me, thinking about furniture.  See, this is what our room looks like now: ha ha ha I am so impressed with myself, I took that with our computer camera.  Go me!  Ok, so that's what it looks like. You can see a corner of the couch that I inherited from Stacy (thank you thank you thank you) and then nothing.  We have nothing.  There are rooms in this house that are essentially empty.  Like, a bookshelf and nothing else.  Wow. So, today I was talki...

I just got back from a run.  a. because I needed to get out of the house by myself b. to show the sun how much I appreciated it before it disappears again for a week 3. because I have seven pounds I wish I had left in Peoria 4. because I am  not helping myself lose those seven pounds since all I ate today was cereal, saltine crackers, and brownies.  (clearly, we haven't gone shopping yet, but we just got our fridge yesterday.  We'll get there.) e. I sort of like to exercise. But that's not the story.  So I'm running and I go past these two little girls riding bikes.  One says hi to me.  I finish going around the block, stretch, and decide I didn't hate it so much that I can't go again. I start off again, and am going past the same two little girls.  Just as I slip past, one little girl says, in complete disdain, "We already saw her ."  The other girl quickly responded, "Well, she likes to exercise." Yeah right.  Refer back...

We've been here almost a week now.  Devin had his first day at work today, I hope it went well.  Hallie and Hanna have been sick, so that's a new Mommy challenge for me.  I've had a prayer for patience running continually through my head all day. How do I feel about our new home?  Well, it's hard to say, I think there is still too much going on for me to sort through how I really feel, but I do know that I am glad we are here in our new home! So, until I have more pictures or something interesting to say, here is a little something fun from when we were unpacking: The shocking conclusion:

We leave for Lincoln in just a few days now.  I'm sure it will feel real when the movers are putting my stuff in boxes, when I'm getting in the car and pulling out of our driveway for the last time.  I know it will feel good opening the front door to my new house for the first time.  Until then, I'm a little sad. These pictures cheer me up. Snugglin' Sisters   I dress myself sometimes.

All my babies are peacefully napping.  I wrap up on the phone with the lady from customer services who is helping me set up our phone and internet in Lincoln.  Do I dare believe I have time to take a nice. long. hot. shower?  I decide to live on the wild side, and risk it.  I am trying to decide who I should go get first if when I step out of the shower they are both screaming.  Undecided, I reach to pick up my shower sponge.  (What is that thing really called?)  When it's all soapy and lathery I commence washing.  Enjoying the minty smell I start to wash my legs, and as I get down to my ankle I realize why it had been itching all morning.  In bright blue and orange, a little sticker proudly proclaims me as being 'First Rate'. Thanks, Hallie.  I think you are first rate too. Just one of the simple reasons being a mother is worth it.  And why I will from now on check my body for stickers before going to bed at night.

Sigh.  Like a bear coming out of hibernation I stretch, and yawn, and look around myself in some slight confusion.  What did I do with my time before the big nap, the bear wonders.  It is so with the ending of the Olympics.  As in years past I know that I will slowly put together the life that I live in between Olympics, but that first Monday after always drags with a longing for the next one to hurry up and get here. Clearly, I love the Olympics.  I pretty much love everything about it, except that it comes to an end.  I realize that if it never came to an end I would all eventually come to be bored by it, or perhaps even hate it, and long for something new and refreshing.  Knowing that doesn't make it any easier to say goodbye though.  We're not just saying goodbye to amazing international sports entertainment, we are saying goodbye to the brief unification of our nation, and we are saying goodbye to friends: Shani Davis, Ted Ligety, Bode Mill...