It was a beautiful day, but very windy and brisk. Thankfully we had chairs to sit on and a quilt to put over us to keep us warm. Phoebe had a pony ride and her and Tom kept making their own bets on horses. I think Phoebe is supposed to make our bed for a week and give her father a back rub. I told Phoebe I learned a long time ago not to bet with her father unless I didn't mind losing. Here's some pics I uploaded from the day.
I've been pretty depressed lately. Monday I hit my all time low, which coincidentally was also my dad's birthday. Needless to say I'm sure I'm on his not favorite child list as I forgot to call him I was so depressed. This whole two mortgage thing with no contract in site is really frustrating. Especially when lots of other houses on our block are selling. Our house is really very lovely, just no pool. It has a really flat backyard perfect for putting a pool in though. Anyway, on Monday, Mom called to make sure I didn't forget to call Dad and tell me she read my blog over the weekend and sent me an email about it. Sorry, Mom, I still have yet to check my emails to see what you had to say. Mom told me I needed to bury a statue of St. Joseph in the yard to get it to sell quicker. Wish I knew that sooner. I was going to wait for her to mail me hers, but yesterday I got really mad at myself and wanted to do something to improve my situation, so I found the nea
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