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Roadkill count on the way to town:

• 2 possums, 1 deer, 1 skunk, and I personally ran over and squashed one small squirrel

Weather:

• slow, drizzling rain, warm temps; fog and smoky mountain mists rising between the hills

On the list:

• two weeks of groceries, with the exception of next week’s produce and milk; screws, paint, masking tape, and lightbubls (CFBs) from the hardware store; honey, Rapadura, a variety of beans and grains from the health food store

In the car:

• one child with a toxic reaction that manifests in behavior issues from 3 hotdogs, 2 smores, and 3 koolaid drinks at a bonfire last night
• one child with extreme reflux due to above intoxication
• one child with a flair for drama, feeling “tormented” to have to go grocery shopping
• one child with a penchant for sudden, ear piercing screams
• the cooler for cold stuff
• 3 bags of trash to take to the dump
• Hank The Cowdog tapes

On the way:

• discovered we forgot the checkbook and after getting on the other side of town, turned around to retrieve it
• discovered David had the debit card and had to meet him at work to retrieve it (seeing a pattern yet?)
• donated used magazines to Senior’s Center
• noticed gas prices were down to 2.03 a gallon
• found ourselves enveloped in the most breathtaking autumn color of my life; absolute blankets of garnet, auburn, gold, and umber.
• cut all the errands and crammed them into one monster Walmart trip; bribed the kids with lunch buffet in exchange for good behavior.

In the store:

• got a dumb look from an employee when I asked where the hot water bottles were; she sent me to the thermos section
• had Andrew push a second cart to put the items in that the baby likes to chew open
• heard an older lady point and say, “Look at them!!!” and stand nearly in awe of our red hair
• nearly cried trying to find Lemon juice in a bottle….not with canned fruit, not with juices, only small containers in produce
• caught “Donkey” when baby threw him about 500 times into the aisles, the meat case, the potato bins…

On the way home:

• tried to ignore an extremely full bladder while it consistantly rained
• listened while Dave Ramsey went over the baby steps again
• rejoiced as the baby fell asleep

After getting home:

• spoke on the phone with mom and then friend Anna while putting away loot
• fed the dog, cleaned the fridge, and consequently fed the chickens
• breathed deep yoga breaths and tried to let hurts roll off
• put veggies onto boil for a light soup

Tonight:

• we’ll have soup, bathe babies, and tuck them in
• watch Survivor with a bowl of pocorn and some Dove dark chocolate
• read a chapter from “Facing East” by Frederica Matthewes-Green
• pray for a night of sleep sans insomnia

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