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…after 12 years of marriage.

Dan sent me a text today asking me to add Raiders of the Lost Ark to our Netflix queue.

“You’ve NEVER seen it?!?” was my reply.

He hasn’t.  And, apparently some of his coworkers are making him feel like an anti-American because of it. I agree with them.

How did this get past me?!?  If my mom had known, I don’t think she’d have let me marry him.

Well, I’ve added it to the queue.  Better late than never, I suppose.

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In other news, I am whooping for joy this afternoon!  During kindergarten pick up my newest Uppercase Living recruit (and nanny to my children’s friends) walked over to my van to chat with me. Despite my Little Boys constant interrupting screams, laughs and general boy noises, she suggested I call her if I ever need a sitter.  “I love your boys – they remind me of mine,” she told me.  (She has 5 grown children of her own.)  “Are you SERIOUS?”  I asked her.  “You know I have FOUR kids, right?”

She laughed and told me that she was, in fact, serious.  And that she was available in the evenings.

Whooowhoooo!  I cannot contain my pure joy at this invitation!  Dan and I haven’t had a date since arriving in Chicagoland.  There are some young neighborhood teens that babysit, and one did sit for us when we attended teacher conferences.  But, we made sure the sitter had very little to do (i.e. all kids were bathed, jammied and ready for bed.)  And, we rushed to get home.

It’s not that I don’t trust the teens, but they are young and my four children (as you may know from reading this blog) can be a handful.  Even Dan has trouble sometimes.  I wouldn’t feel comfortable asking someone so young to feed everybody, get them in their jammies and get them all to bed.  Plus, I wouldn’t feel right staying out very late.  A date isn’t much fun if you’re staring at the clock, you know?  And we’d love to be able to take the time to go into the city.

Well, our life, it seems, is about to change!  I guess I can’t state it for a fact until we’ve actually had her sit for us, but it looks like Joyce may very well be TBBITW Part II.

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Finally, you’ve got to read this blog (in which she references this blog, which you also need to read).  It so reminded me of the “freaking” incident we had last year.  (I just noticed that I posted that in August of last year.  He hadn’t even been in school a month!)

I am sooooooo gonna start using “Shrimp.”