Seven Quick Takes Friday--vol.1

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I find it ironic that my "quick takes" post will probably be my longest post so far!

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I am still learning about all the wonderful advent traditions out there. Should I try to pick one or two to keep from being overwhelmed? Will I feel guilty if don't do all of them? I want to help my family prepare their hearts for Christmas without feeling stressed myself.

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I love getting mail. Personal mail, not junk mail and bills, those are not fun or uplifting. My mother-in-law sends me a weekly letter. I look forward to checking the mail each Thursday. There it is! A manilla envelope with a letter for me written on the outside of a small white envelope. Inside my letter are coupons she thinks I might use. Plus the Sunday comics from her paper for the kids. Some weeks there will be other little surprises too.

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I like bamboo knitting needles better than metal ones. The metal kind seem cold and loud. Bamboo feels soft and warm and quiet, just how knitting should be.

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Fridays are good because it is the end of the school week and because the kids and I go to Mass on Fridays at the Church on the army base where my husband works. It is a 150 years old and my 5 year old Anna calls it the "real Catholic Church". It also means that Tony might sometimes be able to join us.

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My guitar has sat almost completely untouched since we moved here. This needs to change.

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Wow. That was easier than I thought! Thanks Jen for hosting!

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