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Just a few things...

1. Went to my favorite deli two Fridays back to treat myself to my favorite lunch meal. I hadn't been in months and months because a.) I'm attempting to lose weight and b.) I'm attempting to save money. While I was standing at the counter ordering my usual, the ladies (who run the place) both noticed I'd lost weight. That felt so freaking good. Also when I left, one of the ladies' (whom are an older mother/daughter combo) husband was outside - like usual - reading his paper and he commented on how slim I look too. I wouldn't go so far as to say slim yet, but I do feel slimmER. Anyway, it was a totally awesome experience.

2. I disappeared two weekends ago. I got to go to Valdosta and go camping with Russ & Karolyn and Jon-Michael. And we all had a super awesome time. The camping was fun because we went with a bunch of Russ' Air Force friends. His boss cooked a pig on a giant grill. There were water balloon catapults, Frisbee, football, paddle boats, and riding a long board while sitting in a cooler. I loved it. The greatest thing was, we were in a completely different state, away from everyone we knew (except two people), but I was only 2 hours from home.

3. I've gotten to spend beaucoups of time with Detra and Nhyya recently. None of which was enough and each time I saw them, I cried when they left. I bought Nhyya her first baby doll. We went to Toys R Us and she picked out a 'bebe.' Before we got to the register, she was attached. She wouldn't even let it go long enough for the cashier to swip the bar code. When we were getting in our cars to go to dinner, she said my name and I teared up.

I have a few videos from dinner the night I bought her her baby, but I haven't figured out how to upload them. Also, when we were leaving dinner, Detra was trying to think of a name for Nhy's baby. She decided on Mere (pronounced Mary) to indirectly name her after me: Alison Meredith. I melted.

Here's a picture of Mere and Nhyya.


4. My mom and I drove to Fort Lauderdale on Friday to spend the weekend. The event we went down for was a bridal shower that I was partially hosting. I think it gets forgotten that I am completely UNfamiliar with wedding things. So this was the first time I was involved with the planning of a bridal shower. I think, thanks to Traci's family, it turned out really well.

I have to add to this later. It's time to go home.


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