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Spring today...Winter tomorrow...and other stuff

When you live in the south, you can only truly judge what season it is by walking outside. Today is in the 70s and I am enjoying the front porch swing. Tomorrow it is supposed to be cold and rainy. People blame it in global warming. It's just part of southern life.
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At the corner of the block by our house, the town just put up a stop sign. Dave said they did it because I mentioned to the mayor that people fly down this road because they can go for about 5 bocks without stopping. However, probably 60% of the people who pass through this intersection don't even pretend to stop. They don't even put on their brakes. They zoom right through it. Could it be that the one patrolman on duty has better things to do than monitor the stop sign by my house? Probably so. Maybe I should pretend I'm in second grade and start taking names and putting check marks by them. I just wish they would slow down. Maybe I shold talk to the mayor about putting up a speed bump. That would at least increase business for the town gas station/tire and alignment shop. Maybe...
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I'm really enjoying this weather!
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Hey, a man that ALWAYS runs the stop sign just stopped for it. Maybe that was because his wife was driving in front of him and she stopped.
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We have decided to paint the kids' rooms. I asked Matt what color he wanted. He pointed to the red handle on his Tonka dump trunk and said he wanted that red. There was no persuading him. So I got 2 gallons of red paint at the Do-It-Best Hardware store in Carthage. I also got 2 gallons for Lizzie's room, too. She's got a chair rail so I got 2 different shades of pink for her room--one below and one above. Have you ever tried to explain and convince a 4 year old that right now is not the moment you want to paint? It's not easy. He expected me to get and brush and start right away. Before it was all over, there were tears.

I'm not painting today, by the way.
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Project Runway comes on TV tonight. I don't have many shows that the world stops for, especially since the writer's strike. But Project Runway apparently doesn't use writers so they kept right on truckin'. So tonight I get to see a new episode-I think it's the reunion show. I doesn't really matter. I get to watch it and it's not on Noggin!
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You know your brain jumps from topic to topic sometimes; it's not just me.

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