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We are working week 9 on IVs and I have to say the routine gets old really fast. I have a pretty good attitude for the first few weeks but by this point, it has faded. I was in an awkward conversation this week about how much time I had left on IVs. Well, if I knew, I could put that on my giant calendar and plan accordingly. People have good intentions but when you start explaining things that aren't really so inspiring, the conversation wraps up quickly.

My family just left for the grocery so it is really quiet at our house aside from my dog barking. We had steak for dinner and you would have thought he was trying to save us or just get some for himself. I told my daughter to help her dad pick things out at the store and she replied, "Well, he can read." I guess she has a point. We spent part of the day with the princesses at Disney on Ice. My clothes tell the story as they are full of glitter.

I have a date this evening with my couch which is really exciting. My cousin was driving through my part of town and called on his way home. It is a good reminder to me to call more often and vice versa. I used to be a really good phone talker but my schedule now cuts into my time on the phone. Although, my sister has adapted and talks over the noise of my vest (at least the slower settings).

We went to look at a model home yesterday just for fun with our friends. Of course, it was goregous except the garage was a little small. It reminds me how life looks with no piles of highly important papers, art work, or dirty dishes. I am curious if anyone's house really looks like that.

Blessings,

Cindy