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I went to one of those 'membership warehouses' today. There's a food court on the outside, so we had lunch before we went in. A man at the window next to me looked over and said, "That's a nice start you've got." I thanked him, "It gets easier," he said, and we went to the drink machine. He has nine children, the three youngest were in a cart next to his wife. They're oldest is 18, so they know.

It amazes how when I'm having one of those weeks where I've got to convince myself this is the life I want that someone pops up who understands.

Cow's teething, maybe I'll get to knitting or sewing next month.