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Just the norm

When greeting a woman you can never really go wrong by saying Hello Beautiful. Unless you are a repulsive letch, I guess it wouldn't really work for you. I am loving life at the moment. My husband is coming home after being gone for two weeks. We have messaged a bit and it has been a good tool for communication. So little real communication takes place in person, I think because maybe we are both crappy listeners, but we are avid readers! I tend to remember more of what I read and less of what I hear. I should be running around like a chicken with my head cut off making the house nice but my one true talent in life is procrastination. I procrastinate worse than anyone I know other than my husband. Ah something major that we have in common. I received a ticket for an expired inspection sticker on my first day of work. I was given a whole month to get my inspection sticker and pay the appropriate fine to the city of Portland. Of course I waiting to almost the last possible minute. That is just me that is how I operate. All three of the kids are in my bed fast asleep. They have been partying quite alot this summer and by partying I mean staying up later than anyone should really. Blaze is spending a month with his father who has all but relinquished ties to his eldest child who both fortunately and unfortunately is too much like her mother to be in his favor.