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A clean house

Ever notice that when your house is clean and in order you feel GREAT! I had a meeting last night, for Longaberger, here at my house. B helped me clean up when she got home from school. I have to tell you I really thought she was going to be very mouthy about cleaning. She wasn't. She volunteered to help. The last room we cleaned up was the computer room. She was a great help! Boy I was very surprised with her. She told me today she has to work Thursday night. She is loving her job. She works at a Panera Bread not to close to home. She loves making the salads and sandwhiches. She makes a great Greek Salad.

Sarah has a myspace now. I am not sure how I feel about it. I have the password and can go on whenever. She knows if I find something on there that shouldn't be there she will not have it any longer. She has a few friends on it and wants to be online all the time now. I told her that all homework and chores must be done before she can go on. So far it has helped keep her on track and her room is clean. At least cleaner than it was.

Noah had Basketball practice last night. He really likes BBall. He likes it better than wrestling and I like that! He thinks he will stick with it next year and wants a net for our driveway. I guess we are getting one in the spring.

Ryan is praying to go back to school. I am calling the state tomorrow to see where everything is. He was supposed to have funding last year. I guess I have to be the squeaky wheel. Other than wanting to go to school, Ryan is doing very well. He really has a special bond with Sarah. whenever she leaves he has to tell me where she is going and when she will be back. He always says goodbye to her. He is a funny kid.

Mike is gone right now. He is in Poland. Yup, you can get back on your seat, I know where he is. I am making him write it on the calander so I know where he is. Next week he is traveling in the U.S. I am waiting for him to call me. If I know him it will be at 2 AM.

Well that is our life for the day. I hope everyone is doing well. Thanks for stopping by. Comment and let me know you are here. Look for pictures soon!

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