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Untitled, because I'm entirely un-clever this morning.

I haven't felt particularly bloggy lately. Can't explain it, but when I think about posting something, my mind goes numb and my fingers stiffen and I break out in a cold sweat.

Okay, not really. I just haven't had much to say, I guess.

I wanted to post today though - had to give a little shout out to three of my favorite people's birthdays, which are this week.

My brother Steve turned 42 on Sunday. I was a bad sister and didn't get a card off to him in time, since we were traveling.

What do I like about Steve? He's genuine. He serves others selflessly. He questions. He's a guy who likes to get out and do things. He fixes my computer. He's easy easy easy to be with - no stress. He calls me Ugly, which may sound terrible, but it's truly one of the sweetest terms of endearment I am privileged to be called.

So happy belated birthday, big brother. (Did ya'll catch the BIG? He's WAY older than me.)

And then - today is my sister-in-law LaChel's birthday. She's turning the big FOUR-O!

LaChel was the first person to let me drive a car... all the way to Miles Crossing from our house. I was fourteen. Scandalous, I tell you, but SO cool. She was my roommate in college. We fought about sweeping and making pie crusts, but in general, we had loads of fun together with my brother Ken.

LaChel is one of those people who gets it done. She sees a need and she meets it. Sacrificially. Unnoticed. All the way. She is a giver. 100% all the time. She's the best wife in the whole world for my brother - and for that I am thankful.

Happy Birthday, Chel. I Love you.

Today was also my late Grandpa Young's birthday.
He would have been 94 today.
I miss him.

I've GOT to clean my house today. The floors are driving me crazy. Of course, floors are my very least favorite thing to clean, so that's a problem. I don't know why it bugs me so much. If I could hire a housekeeper just to come to my house and clean the floors twice a week I'd be a happy girl. A REALLY happy girl. I don't think there are housekeepers like that though. So I'll be cleaning the floors today. Yuck.

Happy Wednesday to you all... here's to clean floors and the middle of the week.

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  1. Anonymous11:53 AM

    ARGH.. I am not a good floor cleaner either... I have fallen in love with the swifer though... have you tried that? Really does a quick nice job... gotta love that.

    Happy B-Days to all your family!

    Happy Wednesday my friend. Love you.

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  2. Thanks for the props! You're only a few years behind me, closer to 40 than 30 there little sister, and Uglier than ever!

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  3. Cathy, I can't find your email, which I believe I used to have, so I'm going to have to ask you in your comments section~
    how do you know Bart (other than the fact that he's a world famous megastar, of course! :D )? That's so cool!
    I've been emailing back and forth with him recently, he's been trying to give me good-enough directions to get me safely landed in the right place for one of his discussions.

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  4. Christine - you have email...

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