Saturday in CinCity

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"It's all fun and games till someone gets their eye poked out with a stick. Then it's just fun."


Just a quickie this morning and hopefully will be back to write later. Up at the crack of dawn to drive HoneyHaired to an SAT test. She's exhausted--Homecoming game was last night(they lost, like 34-14) and Homecoming dance is tonight. I'm exhausted from the past two days of heavy hauling and lifting Of Human Poundage. But, it's a beautiful weekend and I have plenty of Advil at home and pilates scheduled for tomorrow.

Must read my assignments today--a study on decreasing violence in the ER, something about too much noise in the workplace. Say what?? And, firefighters and cardiovascular disease. One's good and one's bad, but I'm not going to spoil the ending for you.

And somehow, despite the fact that Hubby and I worked the last two days and Honeyhaired was at school, there's two sinkfuls of dishes. I'm not naming names, but I have my suspicions...

Comments

  1. RudeeOctober 9, 2010 at 3:04 PM

    Hey! Looks like my dog is in that card game. He doesn't do dishes, either.

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  2. smartzOctober 9, 2010 at 7:48 PM

    Just reading about it all is exhausting. And also exhilarating. And inspiring.

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  3. The PliersOctober 9, 2010 at 11:01 PM

    Ebb and flow... Ebb and flow... Bon courage getting through this ebb.

    You might like "Zero Decibels: The Quest for Absolute Silence" by George M. Foy" although I realize that reading books for fun will be way down on your list for some time to come!

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  4. UnknownOctober 10, 2010 at 8:43 AM

    Yep! the dog....smiles

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  5. WinnyNinny PooPooOctober 10, 2010 at 9:31 AM

    I hope they ordered out even if they dirtied the dishes...

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