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This week I had in cart socks disappear once I got home from Target and then had a mysterious bottle of vanilla come home with me in a Trader Joes bag....so maybe it all evens out in the end??


Call the store and make sure you didn't forget a bag at the checkout or in your cart after loading the jeep. And it will be less frazzling (yes that is a word) after the holidays. I swear!


I have five kids and own a small business . . . need I say more.;) The other day I told my husband that I feel like I'm running from one fire to the next. For goodness sake, I managed a big city emergency room and was super organized and GOOD at it. Why can't I get my kids' planners signed, homework done, reports read . . . GAH! I'm also pregnant. My brain just hurts.

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