Since I was fighting off a headache I went to bed early last night. I felt bad ditching out on Mr. Stannix but standing up hurt my head. When I got the chance to sleep I dreamed of training for my upcoming 5K. Too bad dreaming about it isn't enough training to actually do it. I can't wait for the weather to warm up so I can get out running. On a side note, sometimes I am awake so many times at night with my two year old that I feel like I'm running a marathon. Ten times really is too many... I woke up to two hungry boys and a sparkly clean kitchen. Mr. Stannix slaved away in the late hours of the evening to surprise me with clean pots, a fresh garbage bag, and sparkly faucets. I sure love that guy!
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A clean kitchen = LOVE!
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