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Looks like I have some catching up to do.  In random, and no particular order:

Last night, I unpacked my last box.  Ian has a mess in the garage, but I don't know what-is-what...so it is officially in his jurisdiction.  Now all I have to do is put the girlie finishing touches on everything.  Maybe, eventually I can post some pictures of some of the decor & organization ideas I went with, but I can't make any promises as I am busy as ever.

Wednesday was Haley's first birthday.  I don't even really want to talk about it.  I can't believe how fast this last year has gone by.  She started taking a few steps...like holding on to something, letting go, then 3 or 4 steps-then she falls on her tushy.  I give her another month before she is going to be running.  She still isn't talking much.  She says Da-da-da-da all the time.  When she is fussing, she will through in a ma-ma or two for good measure--but it's never like the adoring da-da's Ian gets.  *huff* But life with a 1-year-old has been great.  She is finally starting to understand "no".  Good stuff.  I get the parent of the year award because I still haven't gotten Haley a birthday present.  But we are going shopping Saturday for one for her.

Since we have moved, we are going to start saving a ton of gas money which is nice.  From the garage, to the parking lot here at the salon was 5 minutes and it is about 8-12 minutes from our house to my little buddy's house.  So basically, the move has cut out like...40-50 minutes of drive time between Ian and I.

What else...I'm sure I have a million other things I could ramble on about, but nothing comes to mind.

So with that, I hope everyone has a fantastic weekend.

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