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Our gBaby

Some things about me are just ridiculous. RIDICULOUS.

For instance... I have a small obsession with eBay. It's pathetic. I love playing on it. Bidding on it. Talking about it. I love the concept.

I watch television on closed caption. Why? I do not know- I wish my grandfather would watch HIS television on closed caption. But, I do.

But the biggest thing...
I am allergic to sunscreen.
Sunscreen and hair dye.
Sunscreen, hair dye, and Will's asthma medicines.
Sunscreen, hair dye, Will's asthma medicine, and latex.
Sunscreen, hair dye, Will's asthma medicine, latex, and... Eileen's diapers.

The list goes on, but these are the things that are the most important as I run into them the most, all except the hair dye-- Rachel Cagle, new brunette-at-large, again.

I had no idea what a "big deal" a latex allergy was until I got elbow deep in Eileen's diapers. Her sweet and easy Pampers have a lovely chemical called ethylenediame. Good grief, I can barely spell it... bu…

The Six Day Challenge...

Okay, so the seven day challenge did not work out quite as well as I had hoped. We did really well for the first 3.5 days. But, after spending so many days in a row alone with a crying Eileen I was invited to lunch on Friday. Husband said, "GO! TSDC be damned!" So, I went.

And then, of course, yesterday was Moe's Monday-- $5 Moe's. Yum.

BUT! Other than those two moments of weakness.... the Cagles did really well otherwise.

So, we're going for round two with The Seven Day Challenge, however-- it is going to be called the SIX Day Challenge, leaving Friday open for Lunch Bunch with my new buddies.

In other news, we have been reviewing the calendar and are pleased to announce that Husband has a whopping six days off over the next fifty days. S-I-X. On average, that is one day off every 8.3 days.

Today is one them, so I will not spend any more time blogging this morning... there's a Husband waiting for me, one that I miss terribly.

The Seven Day Challenge

Husband and wife enjoy eating out. We enjoy the whole process--- picking where we will eat, discussing what we feast on, having a server bring the food to us and then take it away…. We do not even mind paying. Much.

As I mentioned, Husband had five glorious days off this past week and in five days we zipped through, I am not kidding, over $200 in dining out alone.

Dude. That’s a little ridiculous.

So, over dinner (at Rae’s…$50) on Sunday night, we made a decision. A challenge, really. Starting Tuesday, the Cagles would not eat out one thing for seven days.

It is harder than you think it is.

PETF had hip replacement surgery on Tuesday (she's doing amazing, PS), thus sitting in the hospital involved drinking the water I packed. For lunch, while it would have been much easier to grab Chick-Fil-A downstairs at University, I had to head to the grocery store for supper food. Knowing that Husband was working nights this week and not days… it would have been nice to go out to eat before he le…


After months and months of working days upon days straight... Husband had a day off. It was full of sanding the boat, playing with bambina, and doting on his lovely wife. Five glorious days of having a husband.

What a change!

Thursday, two out of the three Cagles attended Antiques and Wine, a benefit for Historic Augusta. It involves two of our faves, antiques and wine... hence the title. We walked out with a ride from Zingooooooo and a new addition to our home found in a lovely old desk that Husband bought during the live auction!

Wife had to work Friday but the evening was spent eating Mexican outside with all the three Cagles. Chatting and talking and listening, and just... enjoying each others company without the stress of a chaotic day left behind hanging over his head (and another one on the brink).

Saturday... GAME DAY! The Cagles, all 3 of us, cleaned and played until 6ish when friends started rolling to 2635 to watch the Dawgs play. Chicken on the grill (Gamecock to be precise) …


Sometimes, like right now... I look at her and think about how lucky we are. She is snoring away, fast asleep while I continue to work well past 5:30. It was hell getting her here, but I would do it again in an instant.

But, maybe I would eat more turkey sandwiches.