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Haircuts, Vehicles and Collarbones... OH MY!



Sunday was a busy day in our household.  It started with church.  Snowflake learned about David and Goliath and the power of faith and trust.  I got to hang out in the nursery and rock to sleep a sweet infant.  It was precious, a blessed morning.

And then there was the eventful Packer game.  The game started off with our quarterback receiving a season ending injury.  It went downhill from there.  Turns out when God designed our collarbone He did not make it totally tackle proof! Shucks!

The part of America that isn't boycotting the crazy NFL is full of chatter about the Pack's chances for a Super bowl win with our star QB gone. Most believe our hopes are in vain now. Personally, I am not giving up. Maybe Hundley will raise to the occasion. There is a lot of football left.

I digress.  This is NOT a football blog.  Though I love my Packers! This is a "Welcone to our world" blog.

Today, Snowflake and I visited a local car dealership.  She found what she wants for Christmas! Hehe. I told her to start sweeping the floors. 😀

With everything that has gone on in the last 24 hours I find myself unable to really ponder much.  So here I am, late at night (9pm... don't judge) wondering what lessons can I gleam from my last bit of life?

What I am coming back to is the joy of normalcy. It felt great to just take joy in going to church, watching football, running errands & doing the day to day stuff.

Life isn't always going to be touch downs and celebrations. Life is daily living. It is about enjoy the moments, no matter how cliche that sounds. Live a life that you can enjoy and be joyful in your moments.

Good night!

Ps. Forgot to mention, Sunday evening I chopped almost 9 inches of hair! I love it. 💇

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