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Today we celebrated Emmitt's 4th birthday and Katie's 7th! Holy cow. When did they get this big? We had lots of fun with the family and got lots of pictures!

Emmitt's Dinosaur cake that grandma made him.

Okay, I just thought this was cute!

We played lots with bubbles.

We had quite and eventful birthday party and I think everyone had a good time, the gifts were enjoyed and the dinosaur cake was devoured (thanks Grandma Kare-Bare for that one!)

Until next time...

24 days

I walked into work today and saw my co-worker Stacie, and guess what?! She's apparently stalking me. For like the 3rd time this week, we were wearing the same thing!!

Creepy.

It's okay though. She's the Reba to my Kelly. And if she wasn't there. Well, let's face it, I wouldn't there either. Nor would my sanity! Laughter makes the days go by faster. 

And today, in response to yesterday's broke down gas man, we co-wrote a song:

I’m singin the broke down gas man bluuuuuues….

La la la la la, ooooooooohhhhhhh….. She got the broke down gas man blues…

Ooooooh I woke up this morning….stole a little girls coat…

I went to to my gas pump… I’s so broke down and beat…

 All cause I never…learned how to conacatenate…

Ooooohhh She got the blues…. The broke down gas man blues…

 We're awesome.

Until Next Time...

Day 23

What the world is this?:

Broke down gas man

 So I see this little gas man everyday when I go to fill up on coffee and always wondered what it was about. NTA is one of the mother companies, and I always thought this was a weird way to advertise your business. Does a sad old gas attendant at a trashy broke down station represent what this company is and show it's success? Weird. I've seen these other places, some of the execs have them in their offices. Stacie an I usually just laugh and pose like this:

 

to describe our broke down-ness in this job. So, today it got the best of me and I walked into my bosses office and said, 'I have a question. What in the world is the odd gas man statue about?!?' She just laughed and said that the owner had them made for all of the executives a couple of years ago. Neither of us could figure out the symbolism of the gas man, and it just may always remain a mystery.

Until next time...

11 x 2

It is not uncommon to see police or other emergency vehicles outside of our house. Well, not so much outside of our house as outside of our neighbor's houses. Today I came home to two police cars in front of my house. I made myself known by getting the mail... apparently they did not need to question me. Sad... I kind of wanted to chat with them. You know... give them my number... in case they would need to question me further. Alas, I was forced to just stalk them from behind the blinds! ;)

Hello Mr. Police Officers!

Stay out of trouble kids! And remember,

Until next time...

Day 21

Yes. That's a dead mouse.

20th

So today I took a page out of my friend Sarah's book. I took this lovely bag of books to half priced bookstore to sell:

I expected to get about $.50 but was presently surprised at my earnings:

Eleven Buckaroos!!

 

Looks like a party up in hur! Or perhaps I'll splurge on some mouse traps. More on that to follow, I'm sure!

Until next time...

1-9

Today was a day of cleaning and moving and somewhat packing (or prepping to anyway). And since our dishwasher hasn't been working for a few weeks now, this is what tends to happen:

Ew.

And then we go crazy. And finally clean. Now:

Much better

I can sleep peacefully tonight. :)

Until next time!