I have a sweet friend who routinely asks me: What’s on your schedule for this week? and I usually proceed to tell her something like: Hmmm… just the usual; housekeeping, gardening, baking and schooling… and then I may tell of the significant event of the week or whatever. And, that’s pretty much how weeks go. The dailies and some event or another — always keeping in mind the time-tested reality that the week will never go how I thought it would — that I will look back and marvel that the days each seemed long but the week just flew…
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So,I forgot that on election night our boys had a soccer (I know, Timothy: futbol!!) game and Sam was playing and in a close and exciting match there was a bit of fancy footwork and an ensuing fall… and he came up with a broken finger. I attempted to call Wes so that he could take Sam to the ER – but Wes was with Hannah at the obedience school for her new dog (yes, that’s another long story!). Well… in the midst of groaning over the very sore hand and the groaning over the election results – Wes returned…
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