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Musings over a weekend

The weather was beautiful, got to go out on a date with my husband, and got in my garden for some therapy. How much more perfect can a weekend get.

On weekends like this my mind wanders (ok it always wanders) and I have specific thoughts that sometimes stick out like neon lights.

Musing #1
I can not wait till the day where the only butt I have to wipe, is my own.

Musing #2
In three weeks, if it is meant to be...we will have a new family member. (baby puppy..said in the most baby of voices...EVER!)

Musing #3
If I had the money, I would hire Martha Stewart to organize my home from the basement on up. (She would be horrified by my current state of organization.)

Musing #4
Amazing, I take my husband to a healthy restaurant, and he finds the most unhealthy thing to eat.

Musing #5
I am going to wake up at 6:30 so I can get ready for the day, make my cup of coffee, and then go out and watch the sunrise. (that one is pretty funny. I can't remember the last time I actually set my alarm that early, and didn't hit snooze till well after 7:00)

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