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Look Ma, No Cavities!

I'm happy to report that we're zero for three! Ally, Ash and Chris are cavity free. I took the daring step of making an appointment for myself as well. Yes, I am scared silly a brave, brave woman.

Nothing new or earth shattering to report. I did the pool thang this morning and my back was a lot happier for having stretched and swam laps. The jacuzzi didn't hurt either. I made some pizza dough from the California Pizza Kitchen recipe book that I've got and love. It's for dinner tomorrow night. I'm planning on making two garlic chicken zuchini, one sausage and onion and one just plain cheese because plain cheese is what the kids love the most.

I had two parent teacher conferences today, one for Ally and one for Ash. Both received glowing and exceptional reports. Both teachers said that my girls are kind and sweet and helpful in class. Ash's teacher said the other students call Ashley 'The Math Queen' and Allison's teacher extolled Ally's prowess at story telling. I'm very proud
of my girls.

I would also like to announce that the white kitten has been taken. I don't mean stolen, I mean reserved. That leaves us holding three. Hopefully we can find homes for all of them. Then I take Momma kitty to be fixed.

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  1. Hi there Pam, didn't realise you'd been suffering the agonies of backache, you have my total sympathy there, I get it too, walk around like a simian drayman for a fortnight and snarl even more than usual because I'm so uncomfortable. So full sympathy.

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  2. Isn't that awful, Krusty? If your spine is all wonky, nothing seems right.

    Hope you're feeling better as well.

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  3. Anonymous5:51 PM

    you gave away my kitty?????

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  4. Ummmm....well....not technically. If you can get here before the end of next week, then you can have the kitty. If not.....then I'm very sorry but it's being taken.

    Forgive me?

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