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7 Quick Takes


1. Yea for Friday!  This week has been too long and too busy!

2.  I am writing this post early (Wed. actually and scheduling it for an auto post . . . yes, even as early as Wed, I am ready for the weekend to get here.  But, while you are reading this, we will be at the National Aquarium!

3.  Numbers are swimming in my head . . . 140, 20, and 26.2 to be exact . . .  that is 140 days/20 weeks to train until I run 26.2 miles at the Suntrust National Marathon!  Yikes!!  More on the why and the how another time.

4. Pray for us . . .  we may be starting a process soon.  Maybe more details after this weekend.

5.  "Until you find Paradise where you are, you will never be happy." A priest said this this week during a Holy Hour reflection.  It has really stayed with me and I have been pondering it, praying about it a lot.  This is a huge struggle for me.  I could go through a huge list of how homeschooling, the cleanliness of my house, the actual physical house, my prayer life etc, etc is not what I want it/ how I want it to be to be.  Yet, we are called to be happy in the here and now.  How things are, now . . . am I the only one who struggles with this?

6. I am ready to junk the Halloween candy.  It is not healthy for me to have that much chocolate in the house!  I do not like Hershey bars.  I have become a chocolate snob and usually only eat 70%+ cocoa chocolate bars.  But, if all I have is a Hershey bar, I will eat it!

7. I bought Rock Crayons for the boys at the beginning of the school year and they cannot stop coloring.  These are the same boys that I would have to bribe to color a picture for Grandma and Grandpa before . . . . I wish I would have purchased these a long time ago!  The only problem . . . our dog likes to eat them!!


Have a great weekend everyone!

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