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For some reason, the comments counter on my blog shows zero, even if there are comments. Sorry I haven't been responding, I thought everyone was being a secret lurker and not commenting or thought my idea was so selfish, saying nothing was better. However, the counter showed on my husbands account and he told me what folks were commenting. Strange, I'll have to look into this.

As my Parents can tell you, I'm letting go of all of the little girl stuff and shipping it to the flea market. I have two booths right now and thought I wouldn't have enough to fill them both, but I'm thinking I need to trade them both in for a larger one! I started on Rowen's new room and got that overwhelmed feeling. I also have a living room downstairs that I want to turn into an art studio and I have an extra bedroom. And you guessed it, all filled with stuff. Not to mention full closets and a garage that the van needs to go into for the winter to save on warming up gas. Maybe I should just open my own flea market? I've thought about it before. If my health were more consistent, I would.

We are going to be out of town this weekend, so there may be no blog for a few days. I'm not on any meds, so it should be smooth sailing. It is supposed to be hot where we're going so I've got to check to make sure the girls didn't pack any flannel. Yes, that would be my luck. I'll help Rowen pack. Maybe we can sneak in something that isn't batman black.

I've learned somethings from my Birthday/Christmas blog. Amazon has food. I haven't checked it out yet, but am hoping it's more then Pepperidge Farm Sausage and Fruitcake.

Coffee is calling. I will try to post some pics here later if I can get the girls to straighten their room a bit more.

Cheers and Happy Cleaning,
Christa