We still miss you.

Scott Metcalf (Center)

Ninja hug!  We still think about our friend Scott, we still miss him, we still talk about him.  He was the funny, goofy, chivalrous one.  I think I can speak for the entire family when I say that we all wish like hell he'd come home safe that third trip.  This day marks the third year since he died in Iraq.  I wish for him that everyone would try a little harder to remember the sacrifices that our military families are making every day.  These men and women are rarely talked about  in the news any more, but I hope that doesn't mean that the American people are taking their deaths lightly.  I know it weighs on my mind quite heavily. 

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I hope we get lucky and have a nice backyard again....This was the back yard at Campbell.  We've been spoiled!

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No one will admit fault...and though I scrubbed and scrubbed...

This is as clean as it got.  After the shampooer left it still didn't look much better.  Do you think they'll notice? 

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Finding myself feeling like this a lot lately! AHHH!

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Goff Flashback!  All this moving is making me wish we were moving to AK!  We miss you guys!

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Laurel teaching Miah how to ride her bike.  Jay later helped out when he was home, and Miah took her first ride alone.

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Something I apparently won't have to see again for a while longer.  The latest news is that the new unit won't be deploying.  Whew.

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Cuteness flashback! 1-28-2005 

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Harley misses her chair. lol  She's going to be mad at me when she finds out this chair isn't going to be in the front room anymore! Even thought the air mattress hardly has air in it, she is laying on it.  She keeps trying to move to the part where the air is, but of course when she sits on that spot, the air moves.  SO funny!!

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These chairs are the only furniture we have left in the house.  I'm never going to sit in them again. Jay's looking a little scruffy...he has a whole month off while we are in the process of moving, and he's vowed to not shave until the last minute.  Yay.

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Before the movers came, obviously...

My youngest is getting big.  When did that happen?

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She thinks I'm wierd, but I wanted to remember the moment when Laurel  climbed the ladder and "cleaned" the fan.  Reminder for the future home owning me: do NOT put a ceiling fan in the kitchen.  Grease, dust, and fan blades do not mix.  The fan never really got clean.  Nasty!
You have to check out those guns...I guess Band was good for something...she lost like ten pounds, and gained as much in muscle. She's ripped!

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With no TV, and nothing to do but clean...I seem to be easily amused. 

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I will really miss this backyard, the sound of the creek when it rains, and the wildlife we've enjoyed so much these three years.  But that's about it.  I am tired of Georgia.  Are we leaving yet?  Ugh.

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My Harley dog, doing what she does funniest.  I love it!

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Harley, defending the house from the "magic window".

Harley likes to watch tv.  She also likes to bark at anyone fighting, animals, or scary looking people who are looking directly at the camera.  It's funny as hell. 

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Go ahead, ask me how many times the family has raked the yard this week!  THREE! The leaves haven't even changed color yet, but they are falling like crazy.  This pic was taken just a couple of hours after I swept it.  We give up.  Also, the new bike we kept, but the others we gave to kids in the neighborhood. One less thing to worry about!  We seem to keep finding things he packers missed.  They seriously stink.

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Even the dogs are tired of this!

The dogs are so spoiled that they can't stand to lay on the floor.  Even if the only thing to sit on is a washrag, they will both try to curl up on it and go to sleep.  Luckily, there are two queen sized mattresses for them to cuddle on.  By the way, we are on our third air mattress, through no fault of the puppies..and mom, I owe you a new one.  I can't stand it anymore, and I can't wait to get my bed back!

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Laurel's last competition.

It was bitter sweet.  I'm glad it's over, because frankly, I was exhausted. Between cleaning the house, being stuck in one tiny room with the entire family, and spending so much time on the weekend doing marching band stuff, I'm ready to tear my hair out.  The four of us are all sleeping on air mattresses in what was once my art room.  The front room carpet has been professionally cleaned, so it's blocked off to keep it that way.  I'm immune to cabin fever, having had it frequently during my childhood, but everyone else's moods are wearing off on me.  Just a couple of weeks until this is over! 

The Preformance! So cool! (365)