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Camille's hair looked so sweet in braids...
Charlotte Claire and I did a few puzzles last night
The girls had a pear soup and cheesies picnic in the living room. hmm.
Never a dull moment, I tell ya. I was sitting in the shade in the back yard, petting Rosie and watching the kids in the pool, and eating a tomato I had just picked from the garden...the water is cold, so the last two girls came out of the pool, and I decided to go check on Paul...he is putting a new screen door on the deck door. I had visions of power tool accidents. I remembered a particular incident that happened not too long ago, not too far from here, in which the husband sawed off his hand, and his wife was a quick thinker, and saved his hand and him...I do not know why this story was in my mind, Paul has been fixing things here all week, and I haven't been nervous...well, to make an already long story a bit longer, I wandered around to the front of the house, got distracted playing fetch with a plastic bat with Rosie...when Jon came running out of the house saying how Daddy just hurt himself with the drill, BAD. Okay, I prayed a little, and hurried in...there was blood, and he said he hit himself with the drill in a bad place, on the arm...so I did what any good wife would do, I ran in to go to the bathroom, grabbed the hairbrush and some extra pads, while telling Jon to go get Sam for emergency babysitting...by the time I got back out to the kitchen, Paul was fine. He just missed a vein, it bled alot, but it stopped quickly, and a bandaid did the trick. blah. I really thought he was hurt bad, and now am very thankful. He is at the hardware store, which he has haunted this week, getting a new drill bit.

Never a dull moment.

I am taking another break from wandering around doing not too much. I hate this limbo, this leaking and flooding and emptiness. My blessings are many, and I am trying to keep them in mind because I feel really sad.

So I will finish my low fat low calorie Boston-cream pie yogurt mixed with some chocolate chips, and maybe take a little nap. ha, poor me, right?