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Goodbye February...Hello March!

Good Morning and hello Monday!

Thank you sub-finder for calling me at 5 a.m. and reminding me that the week has officially begun.   Am I working today, NOPE!  Today is my hair cut day.  After months of hard work and growing out my hair, I am going to cut it off.  It's just hair.

Today is a very special Monday as it is the last day of one of my least favorite months.  Good things happen in March.  5 years ago,  my now husband and I reconnected after I randomly decided to give him a call and see what was going on with an old friend.  Not sure what series of events led us back to each other, but I am grateful they happened.   When I think about March, it makes me smile.

March also brings a good season of basketball.  I always think about my mentor, coach, and friend  during this time.  JB Stinnett was a local hero, and I was lucky enough to call him my coach since the day I found my first love: basketball.  March was the only month he proclaimed to take a break from coaching for, you guess it: March Madness.  Somewhere in heaven, I think he is smiling down and also appreciating the good season of KU basketball we have had been experiencing.  I checked out the Big 12 rankings as of yesterday, and liked what I saw:

#1 Texas (12-2)
#1 Kansas (12-2)
#3 Texas A&M (9-5)
#4 KSU (8-6)
#4 Mizzou (8-6)

We are the team to beat this month for sure.  Which means other teams will be brining their top games and be fighting hard to say they were among the few that were able to beat us this season.  Let the games begin!

I think the only negative thing I can say about March is that my free subscription to Sirius XM radio is about to run out.  Sadly, I didn't even appreciate the beauty of Sirius for the first 3 months I had it because I had no idea Dr.Laura was on Sirius XM radio.  But I just recently found her and tend to listen to her daily as I clean house and do my other daily chores.  I know there are a lot of Dr.Laura haters out there, but I find her provoking and interesting.  In my early years in college, I found myself writing and researching a lot of papers about her.  I've read many of her books (Proper Feeding and Caring of Husbands--a must read; and 10 Stupid Things Women Do to Mess Up Their Lives --every girl should get this book for her 16th birthday) and am looking forward to spending sometime reading two of her newest books sometime soon:

*In Praise of Stay-at-Home Mom's (A little self cheer leading before I take on my new career as a SAHM in May)
*Surviving a Shark Attack on Land: Overcoming Betrayal (Not that I am needing some self-help on betrayal, but I just typically enjoy her writing).

Anyways, I was pretty bummed out over my Sirius XM running out, but I had no interest in buying XM JUST for the Dr. Laura show.  So I decided to join her "Dr. Laura family" for a small fee and now I get her show daily to my IPod.  I have to be honest...I'm addicted.  It's better than soap operas in the middle of the day for sure.  "Now go do..the right thing...."

Well, I think that is all that I have for you on this beautiful Monday morning.  Hopefully I will have a fantastic and happy picture to share with my new-do. Probably over due for a belly pic as well (Coming Soon)...

If not, just know I am probably sulking in my decision to cut off my hair.  We shall see.

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