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The Agony and the Exctasy

A major miracle happened last night. Ashley, my youngest, actually slept the entire night in her own bed. I can't recall the last time this happened. Her nocturnal rituals include leaving her bed and stumbling to mine in the middle of the night. She doesn't sleep in our bed, she brings a blanket and curls up on the floor next to my side of the bed. No matter what we do, she continues this nightly event. I think what did her in last night was the fact that her soccer coach ran her little hinney off, so she was worn out. Plus, hubby gave her some Dimeatapp cold medicine before bedtime. She's got an icky headcold. Both events conspired to keep her snuggled down in her little bed.

Another, smaller miracle, is that I went back to the gym this morning despite the fact that my back was tweaked out when I woke up. Generally after sleeping through the night, my back feels better. Somehow it managed to feel worse this morning. Despite that, I went and exercised. After a bit the pain lessened and then finally went away altogether. I'm not sure if that was the workout or the muscle relaxant and three ibuprofen I took before I left. Either way, that's two days in a row for me. Go me!

Now to figure out a healthy dinner for everyone..... Any suggestions?

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  1. jromer1:07 PM

    yeah, no matter what you eat, include a side of steamed veggies.
    steady as she goes...

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  2. Frontier Editor2:17 PM

    Late, but still a reply to your questions about duct tape and time travel.

    A) No, you can't go back and stop yourself from eating that candy bar, but I'm pretty sure Einsteinian paradox theory would allow you to send the candy bar's offspring back in time to kill the original candy bar and thus destroy both candy bars.

    B) You'll still need all that duct tape to remove the fallout lint from your dark clothing.

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  3. Unknown7:18 AM

    It's a good thing I stocked up then, eh?

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  4. Frontier Editor12:30 PM

    Hope you got plenty of plastic sheeting with that duct tape too - handy to have when you start evaluating your daughters' boyfriends

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  5. Unknown6:05 PM

    I'll be using it to dispose of them.

    Perhaps I've said too much.

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  6. Frontier Editor3:54 AM

    I think we've both established ourselves as co-conspirators >B^D

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  7. Anonymous6:19 PM

    taking notes on the plastic sheeting, Duct tape and daugther's Boyfriends...

    Good thing that when my husband started dating me I was 1000 miles from my parents.. and I was 1000 miles from my parents when I told them I was pregnant

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