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545. Asking if the chiropractic sandals I ordered had come in...being told no - then, them getting there during my 15 minute appointment.
546. A VERY NICE free fridge (that is working perfectly) that we found on the side of the road (found it a few days after discussing what we were going to do about our fridge need)
547. Walking around Camden with Tara, Amy, Ben and "the big boys" (bubba & blake)
548. Playing castle with Blake
549. Testing out and being tempted to buy a home carbonator (made yummy sparkling juice)
550. The farmers market in Belfast
551. "The big boys" faces when they realized we were in the Chucky Cheese parking lot - and that we were actually going to go inside.
552. Samples at Sam's club
553. New upholstery fabrics at Mardens - including pink camo (which we've been on the lookout for)
554. Linda B's sweet and encouraging responses to my blog
555. Ugly/Beautiful - an incredibly dirty house/all the wonderful memories made by 9 people staying in a small house
556. 2 surprisingly successful jockey parties - and 4 more already scheduled - still in shock at this one (a new business was the last thing i expected)
557. Being able to honestly say - I have 3 kids 3 and under and 3 small businesses  - and I'm loving it!!
558. Friends that sharpen me "as iron sharpens iron"
559. A friend/blog reader taking me up on my offer to post readers lists (and another one who is in the process of adding her list)- not sure why, but this means the world to me :)

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