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1. I read three books this week.  They were all YA scifi: suspenseful and very quick.  I'd like to get into something a little bit more grown up next but it was fun to speed through a few exciting stories.
2. We got a big bunch of cubanelle peppers in our Bountiful Basket on Saturday.  I was a little disappointed about that; I wasn't sure how we would use them and wished we had gotten something else.  Now, however, I'm really glad we got them.  I put one in a curry on Monday and another in taco soup on Wednesday.  I saved one for our ward's chili cook-off on Saturday.  But the best was when I made stuffed cubanelle peppers last night.  They were both sweeter and spicier than regular old green peppers and were a definite improvement in the dish.  I felt so proud of myself for incorporating an entirely unfamiliar vegetable to such great effect!
3. Church on Sunday was really good.  With the kids harrying me, I usually have a hard time feeling the Holy Spirit at church.  But this week was different.  I felt peaceful and spiritually nourished.
4. Sven slept through the night on Monday and Tuesday.  Those were lovely days.
5. For Family Home Evening on Monday, I made sure the kids were ready for the Primary program (which is this next Sunday).  They didn't really need my help, though.  They already know the music and their parts pretty well.  Still, I enjoyed going through the music with them.  I really love to sing with my boys.
6. I did the FlyLady thing hard core this week.  I tried to keep my sink shiny and organized my weekly tasks in synch with her routines.  My favorite, though were the deep cleaning missions.  Some of those little things I never do make a big difference in the way my home feels.
7. Scott practiced riding his motorcycle a few nights this week.  I love his helmet hair.  No, seriously.  I think his hair looks even better after it's been in his helmet.
8. A good friend is reading one of my favorite books and I got to talk to her about it on the phone this week.  That was super.
9. I taught Carl how to play "How Fast Can I Build Before the Baby Knocks It Down?"  It was very gratifying to see his attitude change from absolute horror that the baby might reach his blocks to delight at the same prospect.
10. I got to talk on the phone with my brother, Tim, yesterday!  He is home from his mission in Portugal!  He is coming to visit the week after Thanksgiving and I am so excited!  Brothers are awesome!
11. This morning, Soren came bounding into my room wearing a new shirt featuring a popular American sport.  I was bleary eyed and grumpy but my whole mood changed when he struck a heroic pose and shouted out, "Football!"

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