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I think I may need an oxygen tank. How can it be week EIGHT already? Time is moving too quickly for words.

Things now move full speed ahead. This weekend we go to Minnesota for a friend's wedding. The following weekend is Memorial Day which ends with a TRIPLE baby shower (at chez mois) and the Celebration 2006 hosted by the Dean's Office.

Before we know it finals will be here, and graduation day just around the corner. It is now officially less than a month away. Twenty-eight days if you want to count along.

With graduation means the arrival of the parental unit (his obviously, not mine), along with his siblings and 18-month old nephew. Some may stay for up to a week after. We have no idea when any of them will arrive.

The time bomb ticking in the back is the job. As much as I want to know where our next stop is, I know that it means things need to be done, and quickly. August first isn't really that far away.

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