Sweets and Funnies

I got a sweet text from Haven late last night. She was a smidgen homesick and wanted to chat about the day. In typical Bridge (my maiden name) fashion – I exaggerated a few stories from the day until they were hilarious enough to relieve the homesickness. That was a sweet.

Today has been so quiet. Tim is at school. Ben is at STP. Haven is at her bestie’s house. It was just Libs and me and Kitty. We went flip-flop shopping and then to the library. Aren’t these sweet and so Libby? Definitely sweet.

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I tried my best to get a copy of The Goonies to watch tonight with Tim and Libby but they were all out at the Library. I got Escape to Witch Mountain instead which looks very 70-ish, which may make it funny.

Libby checked out 9 books on different cat breeds. This afternoon she told me all about Scottish Folds and Toyger Cats. Another sweet!

I am one form away from ready to submit one of our Foster Care Packets – marriage licence. Could not find it ANYWHERE!!! I did find a whole lot of sweet notes and letters from friends from way back and I was so overwhelmed by how loved I’ve been. Not that I am so love-able, but that God has provided so many loving people in my life over the years. I’m spoiled! Another sweet.

Then I noticed I’d received this in the mail.

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This is from my dentist located in the flattest part of central IL. Um? Mountains? What in the world? Maybe it’s just me, but this totally cracked me up. Funny!

I will probably break my everyday-blogging-streak tomorrow since I’m going to visit my parents in St. Charles – but I will take some pics! Thanks for stopping in!

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