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I tried out my workout DVD for the first time tonight.  Pretty legit actually.  I think it will give me something to do until I can either get back to the gym or start running when the weather isn't so..blah.  I was definitely breathing hard, sweating a little, and my muscles are sore...so that's something right?  Now if I can stop eating everything I see, I'll be in good shape (figuratively).  

Things have been pretty lazy around here.  Ian is back to work after his week long vacation.  Friday we find out what his next year's schedule would be.  I am always anxious and excited during shift bid.  It's a pretty big deal as it will effect the next year of our lives.  Luckily, he has enough seniority that he will probably never have to do midnights again but not enough to score a day shift, so it shouldn't be that big of a change, but we will see.  A girl can dream.  

 Today, Ian went and picked up my furniture I discussed in the previous post, and surprised me with.....
my chair!!!!! Sorry the picture is blurry.  But he surprised me with a chair that I had pointed out when we went shopping there together.  Major props for paying attention.  Check out that sweet Christmas tree and decorations we scored off CL for $20.  

Ohhhh ya.  Haley has reached a stage that I am not so sure I am excited about.  Separation anxiety.  At first I was secretly loving it because she actually notices us, but now it breaks my heart.  Every time Ian walks out of the room, she will start fussing.  If she is playing on the floor and I walk into another room to attend to something else, she starts fussing.  Fun times.  She is starting to slowly army crawl, usually backwards.  It is so stinking cute. 

I was surfing Facebook and found the following:
One of my teammates posted this on FB...made me smile.  Fall 2011 Rec League Champs
It is almost sad and pathetic how proud I am.

Well. That is all for today....so much for folding laundry.  I guess that will wait for another day.

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