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This writing every day again is getting hard. Methinks I’ve been too wrapped up in my grandson and girls again. That’s my “hole in the street” I fall into every time I guess. Oh well, there are worse things right?

Speaking of Logan, he will be coming out here soon, and he is spending the night. Auntie Chelsea is babysitting him while his momma goes to a friends and kicks up her heels. I am biting my tongue like crazy not to lecture her, trying to remember she is a mother now, with a place of her own, ie: grown up. But I have slipped a couple times and gave the motherly warnings.

I’m going to get to give him his bath while he’s here before hubs and I go out. *s* I can’t wait, he enjoys them now-well, most of the time, I’m hoping tonight’s one of those times. Chels said I can do that, but she loves babysitting him, so she’s told us in no uncertain terms that we need to go out and have fun. Hmpf.

I can’t wait ’til he gets here. He’s getting so big, and his little legs are getting to that chubby baby leg stage. Hard not to munch on them. He’s mostly wiry and long, but eats like a horse so he’s getting a little rounded anyway. He smiles ALL time, but do you think we can get him to smile for the camera? No. He’s very interested in the whole process, the shiny silver thing w/ the bright flash, and all of us dancing around like idiots talking a blue streak trying to get a grin out of him. But he mainly watches, prob. seriously concerned for our mental state. Heh.

I have absolutely no ambition today. I could easily just spend the night here, snuggled up and watching movies. Hubs too. We’re getting terrible. (But we were just out on Sat. *whines*) But we shall go. Chelsea is firm on this if nothing else-and also I know we’ll have fun-it’s just the getting ready and all that. *yawn*

Tomorrow I’ll take down the Christmas decorations and get the house back to normal. I’m ready. The tree we bought is still just gorgeous, I’d have hubs stick it in the snow, if we had any that is. He’s going to burn it. I simply won’t be able to watch.

I haven’t given any thought to New Years resolutions. Probably because I never keep the things, so why bother. But really, it does at least get me thinking about certain things I’m not happy/satisfied with. I’m the type that if I decide something has to change, I just have to do it. No waiting, no resolutions, not even any talking about it, just do it-or it never gets done. Last year I did that w/ swearing, and I actually did pretty good until the last few months. Chels is so organized, she decides something, says it, then does it. I think I used to be like that at one time. Now, I just enjoy it, through my daughter. *snort*

Well time’s a wasting and I’ve yet to take a shower. I hope whatever you do, you have a wonderful, safe, and happy New Years Eve. {{{{hugs}}}}