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I wasn't going to blog today, but I couldn't seem to resist. I was going to go work on chapter 11 of my story, but here I am blogging away while I enjoying my evening snack. I've been craving wine lately, merlot mostly, and I've been enjoying it with some smoked cheddar cheese, an apple, and salami rolls. If you're not from the midwest, it is salami with cream cheese inside. I am not too sure they are eaten everywhere. Anyhow, I've enjoyed this snack the last couple of nights. It seems to be a good way to top the day off, and the food goes really well with wine. It sort of reminds me of the food platters you can sometimes get to accentuate your wine. Anyhow, I'm sure no one cares what I'm eating. It is only fun information for me because I love to cook, so I always like to hear what others are eating;)

Like I mentioned in my previous post, the baby is doing much better. Her rash is almost totally gone. None of the bumps scabbed over since I was able to keep her from scratching, and I can't see any now except for the one where her shot was given. I keep thanking God that I go her vaccinated for chicken pox. If she had this much trouble with the vaccine, I can only imagine how sick she would have been if she had caught the real thing instead of a weakened version. So, as much as I hated the few days of nothing but crying, I'm offering up thanks that it worked out the way that it did.

I also edited my previous entry to include that I was able to get an interview with the marketing agency. I'm still really excited, but I'm already starting to worry that I'll say the wrong thing. It is just starting to really hit me how badly I want this job. I know it will mean that my family is divided longer, but I can't resist being able to be a real part of a company and not just another nameless face. I actually had to work very hard to get the phone interview, and it has made me want the position that much more. I had to resend my resume, and I was also able to tap an old professor (who was also my counsler at school) for a letter of reccommendation. Like I had hoped, this tipped the scale, and it convinced the hiring manager to let me interview over the phone on Monday. So, all in all, I may be leaving for Ohio much sooner than planned. I could be home as soon as the start of November.

Onto my next little hiccup. We've been looking at homes again. We're still considering building, but we've also been looking very hard at ones that are a few years old. Some of the benefits are that there will already be a fence for the dogs, a finished basement, and on many there is already a deck. That will save us the trouble of doing all the work ourselves, but they are a little more expensive than the home we wanted to build. The other down side is that all the ones we really like are in the same neighborhood as my parents:( It isn't that we don't want to be near, but after almost 6 years away for me, and 7 for my hubby, we don't want to be smothered by family. I'm not sure that I can trust my mom and dad to acknowledge that we need our privacy, and just because we're in the same subdivision it does not mean they have a right to come over all the time unannounced. It is a real pain, because a home, that is basically our dream home, is right down the road. It has a massive kitchen, and hardwood floors on the main floor. It has three bedrooms and even a spare room that I can use to set up my own little hobby room. There's a huge deck, a fence, and a finished basement. Even better, it has a garage big enough to house my husband's tools, and the price is just right. The only issue is the location. We may just set down boundaries and try to buy it anyway, but we still worry over being so close after years away. What do you all think??? Is it a bad idea to buy a house that we love even if it is my parents neighborhood? Should we settle on something we like less because it is further away?

Well, I'm going to go for the night. I really need to write on my story, and it is already past bedtime for me. My goal was to complete chapter 11 tonight, but I'm not sure that will happen.

Take Care,
Meg