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weekend highlights

First, and most revolutionary...my sewing machine is "fixed"! The paradigm of my world no longer feels unsettled. I'm cautioning myself not to get too excited, as I've watched the repairman demonstrate, but haven't actually put layers of fabric (as opposed to his one) with batting under the needle to quilt. But he did replace the needle clamp, and told me I must be a very clumsy seamstress to have 4 needles and half a dozen pins inside the bowels of my machine. Little do you know, sir. Little do you know.

Second, this weekend has been another one of those "double-minded" times. Friday night we attended a basketball game at Bobby's alma mater (and they were honoring his brother's class and basketball team...the school's first state champs...1976) and as I watched all the kids running around and playing, I had to struggle to watch other things and keep my focus and not be consumed by the "I wanna kid so bad, Lord" craze. Then Saturday morning we had to be up much earlier than our normal Saturday time as someone was coming to help me move something (and they came earlier than said and I barely had Bobby ready which means I was still in pjs so didn't have to help at all), and as the alarm was going off at 6:15am I kept telling myself that all my friends with kids didn't get to sleep in one day a week as their children woke them up about that time every Saturday. And I could honestly mutter "Thanks Lord for no kids and not having to do this every Saturday."

Third, our dog has started chasing the chickens. He's now in "time out" in his pen for the second time this weekend. I'm thinking we're going to start some serious leash training this next week whether my neck and soul and schedule like it or not.

And last, but certainly not least, I've done a fair amount of sorting through paperwork and such. It's shocking and amazing how much we accumulate so quickly. I'm hoping this is the year we can read through a lot of our books and sort what are keepers and what are tossers/traders. My goal is to have half the mound on my dresser gone, whether in the bookcases or out the door, by the end of this year. The sad things is a good majority of them are non-fiction, which always take me FOREVER to read. I'm trying to make myself read a chapter a week in at least one of the 10 I've started over the last few years. I can honestly say I've read a few that have been good, but I will always be a true fiction aficionado.

And other than a headache and more napping than I care to do, that's been most of our weekends. I guess that I'm strange in that I never really consider Sundays to be part of the weekend because it's totally consumed with church and family. It's not really a day off for us, unlike Friday night and Saturday where we can actually do things.

So that's it...our weekend in review.

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