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i'm mentally preparing our xmas letter that goes in our xmas cards. it might or might not this year. i seem to have bought little xmas cards and i don't think a folded 8x11 piece of paper will fit. so i'm thinking about returning the xmas cards. however, i'm not sure i still have the receipt. hmmmm. i haven't even opened them, i bought them right after halloween and they're still in the target sack. the only thing i've done toward getting cards in the mail is making a list of recipients. i should stop by the post office on my way to return the cards.

the kids are entertaining themselves by throwing their teeny bodies upon the sofa cushions on the floor. they've been doing this for 1/2 an hour, i would think it would get old after awhile. but they're still laughing.

we're adopting a dog! yay! we're going through labs4rescue.com and we'll be adopting a black lab mix named mickey. (we'll be changing his name when we decide on one.) he's adorable but he's only 25 lbs. he's the size of a terrier! but he acts and looks exactly like a lab. i think he'll be perfect for us, i was worried how a huge lab would work in our home...but i still wanted a lab b/c they're wonderful around children. mickey is housetrained (almost wrote pottytrained there! :)) and cratetrained. we met him on saturday at the foster family's. it was a nice drive on a beautiful day and we had pizza at the local pizza place in middlefield (which is near middletown, go figure). then i got to go shopping that afternoon BY MYSELF so it was a good day.

i'm afraid i need some of your prayers (or good thoughts, if you don't believe in that sort of thing...i'm not sure i do some days). rob's name has been submitted to go to iraq for 18 months. there's 2 rounds of selections and he's past the first round. if he went, he'd be working 'civic affairs' for the army. rob explained it like this: "if the army screws up and bombs the wrong village, we go in and give them a lot of goats and cows to make up for it." hmmmm. not exactly what a submarine officer would be trained for. i'm assuming they'd give him some training and he said that they would issue a 9mm to him that he would probably be carrying/sleeping with 24/7. sigh.

i know the job has to be filled and whoever goes will probably be someone's husband, someone's father. but i really don't want my husband to do this. i feel like he's pretty safe on submarines, even if he is 600+ feet under the water, next to tomahawk missles and cozied up to a nuclear reactor.

so i don't know if i'm asking for prayers that he doesn't go or prayers that he'll be safe and i'll be a strong wife while he's gone or what. we should find out before xmas; he'd have to leave in january. and wouldn't be back til july 2007. oh, did i mention he would probably not get leave time at all in there? sigh.

ha. cade just got slapped on the side of the head by the cat. no blood. although that reminds me that i need to cut the cat's claws. :b

off to go look for that receipt.