The bar exam is almost here. Hold on while I hyperventilate a while about that.
You'd think I was the one taking it, right?
It probably doesn't help that Paul called last night with a migraine/cold/flu/some sort of bug that always, always, always hits our family the week before midterms/finals/any important exam.
So prayers please? Lots and lots of prayers that he does awesome on the bar and is feeling better right this very second?
Because I would really, really, really appreciate it!
While Maggie has adjusted in every other way to our trip west, she has wildly resisted the time change. She'll happily go to bed at her regular bedtime... she just insists that morning is still morning at 3 am and that it's time for everyone to get up.
We may have made it through last night (I guess we'll never know) if a certain 20 month old baby brother hadn't decided to exercise his lungs at 11:30 pm, waking everyone in the house with antics.
However I was very impressed with Mae as I got her back to sleep. She sang and hummed to herself for somewhere around an hour until she was finally quiet and I was able to slip back out to my bed, tiptoeing and hoping I wouldn't hear a sign that she hadn't really drifted off to her dreams.
|Also... finding a favorite sleeping place has been a little bit of a challenge...|
One of these days... maybe...
|Also, this circled over right above us yesterday and then dipped down and picked up|
water about 100 yards away. I'm pretty sure it was the high point of the trip for the little ones!
I have been trying to pay the registration on our car in Michigan for months and months.
And they said they needed to see the title. And I was sure I had the title, except that I couldn't find it anywhere.
So we went through a big process trying to get the title from the state of Florida and then Florida came back and said, "oh we're sorry, we have no record of that car existing at all" at which point I really started to wonder about the shadiness of the used car lot we brought it from (which was pretty shady as it was... but was one of the only ones with vans in our price range). And I tried not to think "Come on Florida!!! I paid registration to you! You took my money! You sent us a little registration sticker! How can you say this car doesn't exist?!?!"
Finally...finally... the local tax assessor's office finds our information and tells Paul that they didn't have a valid address for us so they shredded the title (um, again, you sent us registration paperwork, took our money and sent the little sticker back) and that it's not a problem, they'll send the title to us now in Michigan if I send them my Michigan driver's license. Which I did. And we finally have a title to register the car with. And it only took this side of forever to get done.
|"Cabrini"... a van that has made it far, far further than we could have|
guessed when we bought it.
It only took a week to convince her that outside wasn't so bad. Even if the central air doesn't extend this far. Also, she's watching about thirty humming birds swarm a single feeder. When she got up and walked around the side of the porch, two of them followed her:
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