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So today has been a seemingly great day so far. The kids have been getting up earlier than normal this whole week and I think it makes all of us feel better than when we sleep in till 8. Chelsea gets to see daddy in the morning and she goes to bed more willingly at night.
I was thinking about this very thing today, she doesn't get to see John all that often during the week because he gets home only an hour before bed sometimes and sometimes he doesn't get home until after bedtime. And when she starts school she will need to be up and ready before we have to leave so maybe this getting up thing isn't so bad.

Also first thing in the morning Garrett gets up and strips down to his birthday suit. I'm sure he loves the fact that he is so smart now and can take off his diaper to expose what God, and mom, gave him. And to my surprise, Chelsea went up stairs voluntarily to play by herself. This never happens and I was so thankful for the quiet time. Now, of course, they are both up and down stairs and beating up on eachother or instigating yelling battles. RIDICULOUS. Now we're back to the regular ol' daily tears and fights between the kids. And here I thought today would be different.

Another great thing that happened today was I sent John a text saying that today was going great and then asked him how his day was going. He sent this exact text to me, "Not for me. My guy on deck has an std." I couldn't help but laugh so hard because I didn't expect him to say anything like that to me. I mean not cool because this is for goal and when goal isn't reached by a station, the people have to make a weekend trip to Nashville for "training". Really that means they have to go for a whole day and get yelled at for not doing what they are suppose to be doing. Not good.

Today for lunch we had my Cabbage-Stuffed Strata. It's equivilent to a cabbage roll only in casserole form. It was delicious though. Chelsea insisted that we eat off her tea party supplies but really it was two plates and one set of utensils so I used my own supplies!

They are calling for snow again this weekend. I didn't hear anything about the groundhog till last night but I could have guessed he wouldn't call for Spring. Why would he?! Stupid Groundhog. It's alright though. I like snow. The only bad thing is that living on the lake keeps the temperture pretty solid because it's so deep. It means that we don't get weather as bad as it might be up the road and the snow doesn't stick around for long! Hopefully we have enough to make a snow man or something this weekend. Last week it just turned into slush and John was so disappointed he didn't get to sled.

As I'm writing I'm looking through the Athleta magazine and Garrett is pulling at a hole in my pants. Well it's looking like it's about naptime. Hopefully I get a workout in today. I feel a change coming on. My horoscope hasn't been very helpful so I am going on gut feeling. Hopefully more good new soon.