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I am plotting war against my credit card debt today. It will be a long bloody battle. I will win.

Yesterday, I spent a majority of the day researching. Terry was amused by our discussion last night about gasoline vs. diesel engines, solar panel powered deep cell batteries, power inverters and generators. Fleetwood even offers a four-wheel drive option! He reminded me that I forgot the deep manly grunting noises that should have followed most of my sentences. A girl has to be educated about these sort of things before she goes out buying a house on wheels.

Since the art show went so well last weekend, we decided to have our first annual family slumber party this weekend. I wonder how long it will take for me to get sick of laying on a hard floor with little people butts stuck in my face and people kicking me in the head. I see myself sneaking upstairs to my own bed around 3a.m. Saturday morning. At least this gives us a good excuse to lay around and eat junk food.

A lot of positive things are happening with this "family club" idea. The children are getting some well deserved and much needed undivided attention. We always think we do everything we can for our children, but sometimes the most important things get overlooked. Hanging out in their rooms and watching Disney movies together makes them much happier than being towed around all weekend doing grown up things. It seems the most simple things make them the happiest. They just want to hang out with us. Someday they won't want to anymore. It will kill me.

I teased my oldest little person that when he was finished with high school at age sixteen he could get his own pick up truck and an Airstream and just caravan behind us where ever we went since he won't want to hang out with us anymore. He just looked at me funny.

Posted by gwendolyn on January 31, 2001 at 04:34 PM