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Good morning to all and happy Tuesday.  

I am generally not okay with Tuesdays, but this morning, for whatever reason--I woke up in a fantastic mood!  Haley was a good sleeper as usual.  I got some decent sleep.  And when your a new parent--that is everything.  I never thought I would see the day that I would be up by 6 a.m. and call that good sleep.  

I am not sure what today will bring.  I am in serious need of a Wal-Mart run but sadly it is so darn hot I find it hard to motivate myself to get out.  I don't think the heat has ever detoured me before--but it is dang hot out there.  On the flip side, the kid needs diapers--so I think that trumps all feelings about the heat.  Wal-Mart it is.   I still haven't printed my pictures either so I will work on that later this afternoon so I can get those printed when I go.  

Anyways, Haley and I made our rounds yesterday.  First to her great-grandparents.  We had a lovely little visit where she got to show off her smiling skills since she slept through her last visit.  Then we went to her grandparents so this Momma could enjoy some of that wonderful home cookin'.

I also got some fantastic news yesterday.  I got myself a bit of a job!  There is a tanning salon that will be opening very soon close to the Legends called Premier Tan.  I will be creating and maintaining the website.  I'll also be popping in once a week to work.  It is pretty much perfect for me right now because I can work from home, yet get a small mom break once a week while Haley is with her dad.  

Well, that is all that I have for everyone today.  Until next time......


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