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Life is so busy! I have barely had a moment to look at others' blogs much less write my own. Nothing exciting happening which is very, very nice. Just the usual of scouts, Young Women, choir, choir tryouts, basketball, homework, homework, and more homework, work, breakfast, lunch and dinner, housework (not getting done), reading (that's me getting right on my list of books - thanks to all who suggested books. I am REALLY enjoying them. As I finish them, they are going to the bottom SHELFARI widget), parenting, driving, etc. Right now I am cussing at my laptop because I changed modems and can't get the wireless to respond. The most exciting part of our lives is that our dishwasher is piece of crud and needs to be replaced. Expensive but maybe we'll get one that is quieter and actually cleans the dishes. I ask for so much. Actually, another expensive hobby is speeding in a school zone. Not that I would know but I hear it is extremely expensive and requires a mandatory date with the court. Depending on the judge, however, it may be knocked down by $100 with a stern talking to about how it will be more expensive next time. I'm just saying.

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  1. JoanJanuary 31, 2009 at 2:43 PM

    Life really does get busy, but take time out to read the book you have already decided on....""Left to Tell.
    If you went to women's conference, you will already have an idea of what the book is about but as sad as it is, it's an incredible book. You will feel so lucky to be busy and to be able to speed in school zones. (That is if you were to ever really do that)

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