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Well, another successful weekend at the lake.  One without incident.  Speaking of, our co-pay for having a baby is the same for Ian to go to the emergency room for his knee.  Go figure.  I would like to thank my insurance for covering all of my epidural, I promise you, it was worth EVERY PENNY.

Haley refused to take a nap Saturday, which made things tricky but not bad.  She enjoyed sometime outside when it wasn't too hot.  I didn't get as much sun as I would have liked, but I am sure my skin thanks me.  Then she slept for 8 hours straight last night to make up for her lack of napping.  That is twice this week the girl has slept that long over night.  Not that I am complaining, I just don't want to get spoiled by such wonderfulness.

It just dawned on me that Ian will be returning to work in a week and a half.  I can't believe how fast his 8 weeks off went by.  I am going to miss having him around.  I also can't believe that Haley will be 6 weeks old tomorrow, and that a year ago is when we decided to start trying for a baby.  Time is a funny thing....

What else....  I actually applied for a job.  Well two jobs.  Both are through the same company.  I am trying not to get my hopes up as the positions are both open nationwide.  Either position would be perfect as I would be able to still stay at home while utilizing my Bachelors degree and specific set of talents and interests.  Like I said, not getting my hopes up. But waiting is the worst part...If I don't get the job, it's not a big deal...I just figured I would give it a shot and see what happens.

Well, there isn't much more that I can think of to bore you all with.  Looking forward to watching True Blood tonight.  Luckily we got HBO for free this weekend, so I don't even have to wait til tomorrow to watch it online in terrible quality (not to mention not having to wait for the video buffering!).

Until next time...

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