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Taking it for the team!!!

I am taking a bit of a risk posting this, but what is life without a few little risks. The neighbor I will be referring to, doesn't have a computer, but does read my blog when she is over here sometimes. Oh well!!!! Okay, Let's call her Liz...wait that is her name. Should we call her something else? Nahhhhhh.
Okay, so Liz just recently went off Paxill (cold turkey) and is 9 weeks pregnant (many changing hormones) and has pretty much fallen off the deep end. She is mad at her husband all the time and is really quite nasty to him. This makes EVERYONE uncomfortable. Doesn't she know that you are supposed to play nice nice when you are in public. Please DO NOT air all your dirty laundry! Okay, so yesterday is the Super Bowl and Clints other drinking buddy is in Iraq, so it just leaves (let's call him....heehee okay, this too is his name) Mike. Well, I knew that with our three kids and there one Clint would still be able to enjoy the game. However, you throw some nasty comments and guilt on that and he is now unable to enjoy the game. So, what does good wife do? I take Liz and ALL three of my very small children to the mall for several hours. That's right, I took one for the team. Clint had a good time and I had a pretty good time as well. I think it did Liz some good getting out. Just a side note, she is going to talk to her ob about the emotional roller coaster it seems she has gotten on. Thank goodness.

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