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What did I last blog about? Not sure. Not sure when it was either. These days are going by in a blur. I wish I could grab each day in my fist and just hold hold hold onto it and savor it. But alas. . .

Easter was good. We chose instead of darting from one family to the other to another to just simply stay home and invite others over and it was just my dad and a couple friends from work but it was so nice and relaxing and beautiful. I am holding onto the memory of that day and it somehow got me through the next eight.

Work. Oh, work. Eileen told me today she loved my smile. She was stressed because instead of being in my department today (with her) I was opening the deli. To be honest, I'm past the point of stressed with the turn of events at work. But that's okay. I have looked stressed in the eye and laughed. So I laughed this morning. Then I took my to-do list and tore it in half (mentally) and smiled and said, 'it'll
all be okay'.  And it was. Of course it was. Gotta keep things in perspective.

And it helps when Jered comes and gets me for lunch at Subway. It was quite the beautiful day too. Smile.

So I'm taking this opportunity to chill out the night after my 6-in-a-row and before having my cavities filled tomorrow (floss, people!). I'm watching The Voice (the only TV show I've seen now two consecutive weeks) and blogging for the first time in an indeterminate amount of time. I just got my clinique in the mail (such a vice) and I wrote all the bills. Nice.

Last week, Jered and I did finally put down mulch in our back yard. Of course, since then jered's been spending large amounts of time picking out helicopters. No hard core gardening going on yet. We've got our plots and we've got our seedlings grow, growing away inside. We're waiting until May. For our anniversary we're camping (naturally) and when we get back, I think that's when we'll put our plants outside. The weather lately has made me second think putting our little plants outside in the wind and rain and near freezing nights.

So of course, there's lots and lots and lots more going on than mulch and plants and clinique and work, but my brain is done and I'm gonna watch the last half hour of this show and probably finish Mockingjay (for the second time).

Btw: Do you know how many pharmaceutical commercials I've seen in the last 1 1/2 hours? Goodness gracious, America. This is a reason why I don't watch TV!