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Monday, Monday

Last night, Clint and I saw Star Wars. I know EVERYONE else has seen it, but we finally had babysitters. OH MY GOD!!!!! It was so good. I know have to rewatch episodes 4, 5, and 6. I knew what was going to happen, but I was still heart broken when Annikan turned to the dark side. I felt better knowing he did it for love. The sad, sad thing to me was, if he hadn't turned to the darkside, she wouldn't have died. Everything happens for a reason (*wink- wink....remember when Dart Vadar kills the Emperor?) Okay, now that I have seen THE movie, I can die a happy woman.

I BOUGHT A NEW PAIR OF SHORTS!!!! I yell this at the top of my lungs, because I am so excited. I never buy myself anything! I was down to three pairs of shorts and sadly, they are all khaki. I will take a picture tomorrow to show you my new purchases. I also got a pair of capris (the mommy uniform) and a few shorts. Part of me is so excited, because I never get anything new and was in desperate need for some clothes without holes. The other part of me is feeling so bad, because that is money that could have been spent on bills. I have such a hard time buying things "new" and things for myself. What a friggin' martyr!!!


MY kids had their first icecream cones ever. I think they liked them a little (total definition of understatement).
our first icecream cone
Emily was in love. Look at the devilish grin.
i scream

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