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spring rain and various randomness

This morning feels so fresh.  Apparently, we had rain last night and the air is cool and clean now. I would love to be on a farm doing the morning chores and then coming in to a big country style breakfast.  With biscuits and gravy, of course.  

I have two never wavering dreams for my life - one, have a small farm with goats, chickens, sheep and a dairy cow or two. Two - buy a house on a lake (ideally in the NE or NW of the US) that is used several times a year for family gatherings.  I want us to be the great, great, great grandparents that the house was originally bought by and has been in the family forever.  

There were lots of people out this morning exercising.  One lady was doing the breaststroke as she walked.  I can never get the video going quick enough to catch these precious moments of inhibition.  Exercise is one thing our neighbors do really well.  I watched a lady in her late 50s early 60s doing kicks and bends the other day that I haven't been able to do since I was 7 years old.  

KFC is the biggest deal here.  On Saturday we took Maddie to her favorite indoor playground. Afterwards we ate lunch at KFC.  It was packed.  We were lucky to get a table packed.  And this isn't some fluke, Saturday, holiday kinda thing - this is the normal state of KFCs and McDs here. As I was ordering and stepping out of the way of the hoards of other customers, I thought, "KFC headquarters must just sit back and gloat over the numbers that pour in from sales in China." In the States we had a KFC just around the block from our apartment.  In the 2 years we lived there we hardy ever went there and when we did it was more out of desperation than desire. Can you imagine walking into your local KFC and having to search for an empty table?  I really wish someone would tell Chick-fil-A about this market.

The past 3 weeks have been the most unpredictable of my life.  When I was prying this morning, I thought,  "Man, I wonder what this week will bring."  It's so odd knowing that G knows everything and he doesn't tell us about most of it.  Ignorance is bliss.

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