i've been a busy bee this morning cleaning like a maniac.

I will need to shower and get beautified later for our party tonight. I have a dress in mind but I need to check and make sure that I like it with the shoes.

Miguel has been having a really good day playing and doing boy things. I went to edline for gabi and found out that she forgot homework in her locker for life science and didn't get credit for it :P

Heidi is resting peacefully on my foot under my desk. she is such a sweet dog, such a little lover, just wants to hang with you and be loved. I think she is starting to chill a little, but that is not to say much since she is a major spaz.

I was able to enjoy some tunes while Pat went to play tennis with Gabi, now we are back on sports :P I'm not too bad, i can do sports but saturdays are a challenge since he wants to watch sports the whole entire day.

hugs,

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A Psalm of Life
Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow
Find us farther than today.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, - act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sand of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solenm main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us then be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow