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Another Monday. Funny how that happens every week...

I couldn't find my flag this morning.

I can't imagine where it's gone, since I've always kept it in the same place.

I really wanted to fly it today.

Darn it.

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Asia is gone this week. He left this morning at some awful hour to drive to Yak Vegas.

I mean Yakima.

He's been home for 11 days, so it's kind of funny to have him gone again. So far the traveling has only been good for us. Makes me really appreciate him when he's here. But to be completely honest, I kind of like when he's gone. I get to control the remote, scrapbook whenever I want and feed the kids salad for dinner. Plus, I sleep really well.

LOVE having him home, but I don't mind at all when he's gone, either.

And, he's started reading my blog. He never did before. But now he likes to check in and see what I'm up to.

You should all say hi to him. 'Cause he reads the comments.

The other day, he said "So who are Katy and Susie?" I tried to explain my internet buddies, but he doesn't really get it.

(Hi honey! Love you!)

Cleaning today... What is it about weekends? The house sort of explodes when everyone's here. I LOVE picking up on Monday mornings. I already got the kitchen mopped. Still have to vacuum and dust...

Clean house = Happy Cathy.

Lots to do, so I'm off.

Can't be spending hours on the internet, now can we?

Love you all.

Be sure to thank God today for freedom... we can't take if for granted anymore, can we?

Comments

  1. Anonymous11:01 AM

    Hi Asia,
    Hope you had a good drive this morning.

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  2. HI Asia,
    Your wifely is pretty cool in my book :)

    Susie in San Diego

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  3. Hi Asia! How are you?
    Cathy, I am impressed that you give your kids salad for dinner. We often do cereal. With white wine, never red. Red is for more robust meals.

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  4. Hi Asia!!
    My hubby likes red meat with his salad... ;)

    I am in Ohio. I have 3 boys...11, 9, 7. I like to scrapbook. sound familiar?

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  5. Anonymous12:32 AM

    Hey Cath....your mom and i were scrapbooking the other day and she and i both were saying we need some sort of directory too for your blog. sort of a glossary since we sometimes have no idea who you're talking about. (i finally got the dd and dh figured out). and what if in the future decades someone reads your blogs (that you've saved) and they wonder who so-and-so is. also, just for the official record, many of my patients never look at their poops. i ask 'have you ever had black or tarry stools' and they look puzzled and say 'i never look.' i guess some folk just aren't curious.
    P.S. and i think asia should give us updates from the field on great places (cheap) to eat. since he's doing all that travelling.

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