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Start Monday with a smile...

Good morning friends. I hope your week is off to a good start. This morning I am off to the PFA installation breakfast. Translation, I am jumping back in to Elementary school politics. I took a hiatus for the past 2 years, and much to my surprise, I missed it a little. I have my trusty assistant Nicholas in tow, nothing like a 4 year old to spice up a meeting. As I have whined about before, my Nicholas is off to school in the Fall, it will very strange not to have him with me all of the time. He has been attending meetings, and going every where I go since his birth.

Life is good, and relatively calm. I am sorting through our family challenges one by one. My oldest is done with school for the year, so he is the only one in the house "on vacation". That is strange. Only a week and 1/2 more for the rest. I am still hoping that some free lance work comes up for me in the next few weeks. It would make some of our other challenges (potentially moving, etc..) a bit less worrisome.

All that aside, I have to say, I am counting my blessings today. I have the most incredible, loving husband ever. My sons, each one of them in a different way, are such a joy to me. I am fortunate to live in a beautiful place, with a community of friends and acquaintances that I adore. Our parents, and extended families are so supportive, it is amazing. I have the best two dogs ever, they love and protect us without fail. I could keep going, but I fear I have already bored you. I hope you will count your blessings today. It helps put any stresses, or worries you have, right in their place, far far behind joy.

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