We are back from our mini getaway to St. Louis and my trip to Florida.  I hate to say it but it is nice to be home.  I can't believe I said that.  Guess I am just a home body at heart.  As much as I complain and complain about chores and stuff around the house I was feeling odd about not doing any laundry or chores while we were gone. 
Speaking of chores while I was gone--I came home to a load of towels done and a new light fixture in the dining room.  Also the yard was mowed.  Plus the house wasn't too bad--I am quite shocked on that one.  They were busy most of the time so I shouldn't be surprised. 
Oh and I came home to the fender on MY car being bashed in.  Doug was in an accident--the lady hit him and then didn't stop.  How lovely!  IN MY CAR.  ugh.  He's going to get an estimate tomorrow at lunch time...Life...there's nothing like it, right?
I finished a small scrapbook album of all my neices and nephews--which is going to have some type of Cousins theme.  I only have to come up with a few snapshot pictures to add here and there and Voila!  it will be done.  I also finished all my professional pics of the cousins for their scrapbooks--I am caught up on those now--and I also started an album about the 4 of us.  I was very happy with my progress, but wish I would have taken more to do.  I also read 1 1/2 books, swam in their pool, watched a movie and visited a lot.  I really enjoyed the trip.  It was nice to have no responsibilites and no real schedules.  The second night we didn't eat supper until 8:30--we lost track of time and didn't realize how late it was.  Awesome.  All of our flights were uneventful--well, for me--some blanket covering teenager slept on Dawn's shoulder for the majority of the flight from Atlanta to Ft. Lauderdale.  Ha.  Not really funny--but sorta, kinda--sorry Dawn.
I am loving working with the new pastor--so far.  He's a worker and wants me to be involved with everything--I love that even more.  I am so excited to actually work.  I even agreed to work an extra hour every day this week to get on the same page with him--sometimes 3 hours isn't enough.
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