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I met with my boss, Kathy last night to go over the fall schedule at the store.

I'm teaching 24 times from September 12th through December 18th.

When I say it like that, I scare myself.

But when I take it one month at a time, it's fine.

Lots of fun stuff on the schedule...

Christmas Photo Cards
A metal embossed angel tree topper
An Album in a Day
Gift Card Holders for Stocking Stuffers
A 2007 Organizer
Halloween and Christmas Mini Books

Lots to design...

In other news, we are officially a one-car family - at least until we get the new car details worked out. The buyers came with the cashier's check last night and drove away with Marvin, our old car. (Yes, we always name our cars.) I was gone when it happened, and was just a teeny bit sad to drive up the driveway and see the car gone. It used to be my Grandpa's car - I always felt a little connection to my grandparents whenever I drove it. We still have Grandpa's tool box from the trunk... Asia rode his bike to work this morning. It's all downhill. He's having a friend pick him up tonight with a pickup so they can bring his bike home. Wimp.

I made it through The Mammogram. If you've never had one and you're dreading it, it's really not a big deal. Sure - it's a little uncomfortable and squishy - but compared to childbirth, it's a piece of cake. I couldn't help thinking about the woman who did it and the fact that she's lifting and placing and touching breasts all day. Weird. The hardest part was the she never warned me that I was going to need to hold my breath - she got me all squished in, then went to her little machine and then out of the blue would say "Stop your breath." So I stopped my breath. But then it seemed like forever before she told me I could breathe again and I thought I was going to pass out. Every time. Not a fun feeling. It would have been just as easy for her to say "Take a big breath and hold it." But no. I just had to 'stop my breath' and then stand there feeling as though I would die of oxygen deprivation. She was very sweet though and said "God bless your week" as I left.

August is looking to be a bit nightmarish... Asia's travel schedule is VERY full for the month. And of course, with the kids out of school, it's going to potentially be a long month for me. I think once the kids are back in school I'll manage the traveling much better. It's just that 24/7 kid thing that wears me out after awhile. And having to manage working and teaching with him gone is a bit tricky. Out of 23 working days in August, he's going to be gone 17 of them. Fortunately, he's always home on weekends, but I'll be gone for one weekend in August, so for that two week chunk of time we will hardly see each other. It's going to take some getting used to. He won't usually be gone that much - but because he's just starting, there is an extra week of training in there. It's going to be an interesting month.

Alrighty - it's nearly nine o'clock and K. hasn't woken up yet, and the other two have been quiet for too long... better go check on everyone and be the Mommy.

Happy Tuesday, friends!

Comments

  1. wow. lots of classes. wish i could come to some!!

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  2. Anonymous10:51 AM

    Catchy title. Looks like your creative juices are flowing again !
    Sorry Marvin had to go but I know it was the best but it is sort of sad. He has served his purpose.

    Your classes sound so fun. Any easy fun ideas we could use with our Womens Ministry group as we plan for ladies socials next year would be appreciated. Has to be basic level stuff as some ladies aren't into that type of activity.
    It is time to plan out our year
    again.That's always a fun but challenging time and God always comes thru even when we come to the mtg blank as to what we will do for the year. But we love new ideas.

    Have a good day -- love you
    PS Got a kick of your mamogram experience!

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