So I was up really, exceptionally late last night working on a project that I had put off to the last second.  And for that reason I am really too tired to think about anything today.  So I decided to just leave you all with a list of a few of my favorite things.  Some you will care about, some you won't.  Some will remind you of something you love.  One or two you may think is dumb.  I don't care.  I love them all.
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umm...duh. These are the only reason I have to get out of the bed after Christmas. The anticipation of that chocolate deliciousness is what I live for. Of course I love their large sized, cream filled older brother deeply too, but I had eaten all of those already and had none to photograph. And yes, this bag is empty. Don't judge me. You have no idea how long it took me to eat them or how long ago I bought this bag. It most certainly, definitely, without a doubt was not yesterday. Most certainly.
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this is the table my daddy built for me. I begged him to do it, thought he blew me off, then got it for Christmas this year. I adore it. It's made of wood from an old house he tore down and the old beams that used to hold up the patio on the house they live in. Every time I look at it I think of my daddy. I like that feeling
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This is my Shark steam mop. It has revolutionized my house cleaning world. It has made mopping so simple that I actually do it now.
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This is my DVR on my beautiful slate cabinet top. I love them both. Thank you DVR. I will never watch another commercial during The Office again.
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These are the handprints of my babies at varying ages. I look at them and die. Those tiny little fingers and toes. Oh, heartache.... Hey Aaron, are you sure we only need 3 kids? Really? Just one or two more? Think about it will ya'?
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This is the dying remains of a bounce dryer bar. Its almost used up and covered in lint, but I still love it. Even when I leave wet clothes in the washer just a little to long and they smell like they may or may not be a touch mildewey, everything comes out of the dryer smelling like a crisp linen, summer meadow, fresh rain (if only I really knew what any of those smelled like)
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This is the quilt my grandmother made for me when I got married. It is king size and each individual square is hand quilted. No two squares are the same on the whole quilt. She got bursitis (sp?) in her elbow from all the sewing. I have informed my children that if they ever touch my Mamaw quilt they will be be victims of a homicide. If it ever ends up on top of a tent with cheeto one it or outside in the playhouse holding gravel or at the ballpark in the grass, it is over. Good-bye. Nice knowing ya'. I love it
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This is a childrens book that my mama gave me last year. She wrote the most wonderful, motherly note inside of it and I cry every time I read it. It brings up all those maternal emotions and reflections on growing up and my babies growing up. It's gut wrenching and wonderful and beautiful causes me to miss my mommy.
    What about you?  Anything that's definitely on your "list to grab if the house is on fire" right after the kids, your purse, the box with all the paperwork stuff in it and the baby pictures?  Do tell.  I love to hear myself talk and all, but I also love to hear about you.  Thanks for making me feel important :)
4/15/2011 06:09:07 am

Bwahahaha! Great list. I'll add:

1. My Chi straightener. The only care my hair gets some days. (er...weeks.)

2. My computer tower. My friends live in it. Oh and my kids' pictures and videos are stored on there.

3. Herbal Essence Dangerously Straight Shampoo. Why? Because they don't make this stuff anymore. I bought it all off the shelves at its last restocking. To know it went to waste in a fire would be the death of me.

4. My washer and dryer. That'd have to be a slow burning fire, I guess. I love that my they get my clothes done in record time, not giving me enough time to sit and eat cookies and play online inbetween loads. Nope. It makes me get all the clothes done at once...which is a good thing. My husband's clothes don't have to be ironed because of that. Good thing cause....I don't really iron. There's a "freshen up" cycle for that. Just another reason to break my back moving them out.

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4/17/2011 06:35:27 am

Mine would definitely have to be my belly bowl. I love it so much. It makes me think of my baby and all my friends from Mississippi! I love to show it to people, like you think this is just a really cool bowl dontcha. And then tell them what it was. One time, i held it up to my belly to show someone how it fit and my sister said that was really gross. Oh well!

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Brandi
4/18/2011 11:53:41 am

I'm too tired to talk about my favorite things, but I wanted to tell you that it is about time you started a blog. You are hilarious! (I live in Georgetown Ky and attend church where you and Aaron and the boys went for a while!) I think your younger son may be close to the same age as my daughter, Madalynn. Keep writing, you're too funny not to!

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kasey
4/19/2011 02:46:38 am

Too funny...as always, cassie. I really just want to know if the handprint/footprint you got of davis were from that place in iuka. How much were they and how long did it take to get them in? Thanks. I need to get Koopers done asap. :)

By the way, whenever we have a tornado warning. I always feel the need to put on my favorite jeans and a cute shirt...my thought is at least I will have one outfit that looks good on me if the rest of my belongings are gone. :) And I do the same for my boys. :) At least we will look good.

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fonda
5/3/2011 01:51:04 pm

"It has made mopping so simple that I actually do it now." -- Yeah, that's what I need! I just ordered one. Thanks! :)

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