Woo Hoo!!

13 is awesome, Wendy!! I'm so excited for you! It's gonna be so fun watching you waddle! You'll love being pregnant, I think. I hope it's an easy pregnancy and all that jazz. The part I loved about being pregnant (there wasn't much of that, I promise!) is feeling the baby moving around about 6 or 7 months. They're not too big to be uncomfortable and kicking your bladder and kidneys to death, but it's such a cool feeling to feel a foot cruise across your stomach. I'm praying for you! Hope all goes well on Tuesday with court. I'm sure everything there will turn out just fine.

Kassie--thanks for being so good about posting. It keeps this thing moving. I wish I felt like I had anything interesting to say each day, but most days are all just the same, get up (got up late this morning) go to work, come home, and crash until the next day.

Stacy--where in the samhell are you!!!

Mom, I got Trish's check done last night and I had to steal some ham from you. I went to make Jim some sandwiches to take to Montezuma today, and I got out the last package of ham I had in the fridge and it had an expiration date of Feb 7th so I didn't dare use it. So, I called Dad and he said I could come and steal some from you. What would I ever do if I didn't live around the corner from you? I forget how easy and convienient you make things for me most of the time, but I do want you to know that I really do appreciate it and all your support so much.

I was talking to Jim's friend Mike Fisher on the phone last night and apparently I've become the therapist. He's having relationship trouble and he's not working due to medical disability so he has wayyy to much time on his hands to analyze and over think every little comment or action. His girlfriend lives in Georgia, he lives in California. I kept trying to explain to him that to uproot your life, quit your job, move your son clear across the country is a huge deal and especially since she is used to having her parents nearby. He mentioned how if I wanted to hit my mom's house with a wrist rocket I could (as long as I aimed over Schafer's house anyway). He asked me if it was hard to convince Jim to stay here so I could be close to my parents. I tried to explain that that wasn't the original intention. I only moved back here because this is where Jim's job was and we were only going to stay as long as it took for him to get a job in a city where I could get my Master's. It just ended up being easier to stay. So, I sat and thought about it a lot last night (because Jim built a fire and it was 900 degrees in the house last night so I couldn't sleep) and I guess my apron strings are very short, probably a lot shorter than Mom wishes they were. I just want Mom & Dad to know that I am so grateful for their help with everything, Allie & school and letting me use them for a grocery store at 10 at night and all that. There's so much more, but you know what I mean.

Stacy, how's the envelope system working for you? I still suck at having the funding correct. I do a ton of envelope transfers, but I really like not having to keep track of every receipt and entering in every transaction. I like that it does that for me.

I'm sitting here at work, not wanting to do a darn thing. I'm going to take Wednesday off for Peyton's birthday. I'm letting him have his first friend party. I'm having 5 little boys over and we're going to go play miniature golf and eat cake and ice cream. I can't believe my baby is 5 already. It was so funny at the wrestling tournament in Dove Creek Saturday. Peyton was wrestling the same kid as in the pictures I posted. Both coaches were yelling at the kids to do things and they were both acting really confused. Then it dawned on me--both coaches were yelling "Peyton" Yup, both boys were named Peyton and those poor kids kept hearing "Peyton roll over!" "Peyton, push his shoulder down!" But, my Peyton lost both his matches again. He gets really bummed when he loses. He says he has fun, so I hope he likes it, but I wish I could teach him how to be aggressive and mean, he's just not. He prances around the wrestling mat with his hands limp wristed and on his tippy toes. Oh well!!

Allie made the AR trip with two months to spare. She's a great reader. I'm so glad. Enjoying reading makes school so much easier. The music teacher is teaching the kids to play recorders so for $5 she ordered her own. Peyton kept wanting to play it, so I bought him a cheapo $0.88 at Wal-Mart and he is thrilled with it. The holes aren't cut strait or anything, but he doesn't care. Allie can play Hot Cross Buns on it and I'm teaching her how to play Mary had a little lamb, adapted from my days as a flute player!!

Well, I guess I better get back to work. The piles aren't going to go away on their own, unless I light a match or something!

Anyway, good luck tomorrow Wendy! Love you guys!