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The fancy house we could rent is actually for sale!!

I had to sit on my hands not to fix the errors below, but since I promised not to edit again, you will just have to ignore them, ok? (Thanks again for that college education, Mom and Dad!)\
This Leno thing has me really upset. NBC is going to cut 5 hours of scripted dramas, which is what I watch while I putter around cleaning the house, picking up toys, doing the dishes, mopping, folding laundry, etc. How am I supposed to keep the house clean without my putter partner? Booo to NBC.\
Only a few more days until Christmas vacation. YAY! The kids are excited too:\
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I am tired of being mad and sad, so I’ve decided to become a hippie. I will grow my hair out, start smoking pot, and stop wearing a bra. I’ve already implemented two of those three things in my life since moving to Georgia. And I already have a van. Sounds like fate, man.

A friend in Florida spent 7 HOURS in line to vote yesterday. That’s crazy, right? Good for her and everyone else for actually sticking it out though.

A friend of a friend is trying to win SUPERBOWL tickets to surprise her awesome husband (no, it isn’t me or mine, heh, but I only have super cool friends so it is easy to see how you could get confused) from work. You can help her out by texting 57533 with the message P00077804. The person with the most texts wins! If you’re in the mood, help a girl out, ok?\
This brings back memories of my first Christmas with Kevin, before we were married. I stood in the RAIN for FOUR HOURS to get tickets to a basketball game with the REIGNING NCAA Champion team, Arizona. Woot woot. Fun times. So, yeah, if you can help, that would be great. Thanks!

I have the coolest husband ever: Clicky.

• Brian really likes a song called “High School Confidential.” (It has already been established that I am a bad mother.) He doesn’t hear the words correctly though, so when he sings along or requests the song he says, “Ha stu compadoo.” He comes by his misheard-lyrics heritage naturally, as I have been known to mangle a few songs in my day. (My favorite is thinking that “Raspberry beret” was actually “Rags, baby, hurray.” Which is totally supported by the line that follows. Of course, had I only known what the title of the song was, I probably could have saved myself some embarrassment.)
• Max has been “provisionally” put back in the gifted program at school. He has been tested, and received passing scores, so they are letting him back in. I think the scores still need to be formally evaluated or something and then he can be in for real. He had to meet 3 of 4 requirements for ability, achievement, creativity, and motivation to be eligible for the program. They took last year’s CogAt scores for the ability portion. The accepted minimum is 96, he scored 99. He received a 98% on the creative test, the minimum accepted is 90. They tested this by having him draw pictures from various doodles. (True story.) They used the Hawthorne test for his motivation score. I have no idea what this test is. He needed at least a 90 and got a 97%.
• As part of his nightly homework, Max has to read for 20 minutes and write about what he read in a journal. Last week he was reading one of the Harry Potter books. He wrote, “The introduction Luna Lovegood foreshadowed” a specific occurrence. His teacher was all, “Whoa” when she read that. Because, really? A third-grader talking about foreshadowing?? Crazy! I wasn’t overly impressed though, because I assumed Max had read that thought online at the Potter wiki and then unintentionally plagiarized it. So I asked him about it. Turns out he came up with it all on his own. Momma says, “Whoa!” For the record, he learned about foreshadowing from Homestar Runner. (It’s already been established that our kids are weird.)
• In other Max school news, he is working on his first research paper! He picked the topic of “How laws are made.” This has led to many political and historical discussions at the dinner table. Kevin is pretty much in heaven. 🙂 I remember my first paper was in the third grade too. My topic was Botswana. I don’t remember anything that I learned, except its location. Heh.
• Kevin and I voted on Saturday and it was exciting to mark my choice for The President of the United States. I haven’t been that excited since the first time I voted. There are reports that over one million people in Ga, about twenty percent of the eligible voters, have voted already. There is early voting going on at our local library this week too. Every time I drive pass, which is several times a day due to its location, the parking lot is overflowing, which is very unusual.
• I went used-book shopping last week and bought many, many trashy beach reads. Stuff like Tom Clancy and Dean Koontz. They are fabulous in their utter lack of anything educational in them! I also bought a collection of classic short stories by American writers for Max. I started reading the book, to check its content. What a snoozefest! There are probably only half of a dozen good things about being middle-aged, but not having to read “classic” literature anymore is definitely one of them. (Thanks, Mom and Dad for my college education. I appreciate it, really.) Excuse me now while I snub the book I got for Max and read about a genius dog who can play scrabble instead.

It’s about 6:45 am and Brian and I have been awake for almost an hour and a half. Booo. I can’t imagine what our mornings will be like after Daylight Savings Time ends. Waaaaaaaa.

We took the boys to the beach over the weekend. It’s so nice to be able to go whenever we want. We go so frequently that we don’t even take the camera every trip. We can just go and enjoy it without having to be so intent on documenting every. single. moment. to make sure we never forget the fun we had!