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First of all, let me acknowledge my current Dylan crush...



...and while Jason's cool too...



...Dylan is the bomb. He discovered consumerism this week and it was a sad thing. He loves Cars and when he lost his Nitroade, Jason picked up the launcher version because it was the only one available. Dylan wouldn't let go of the packaging and the other night he was looking at the back and realized that those pics on the back were simply cars waiting to be purchased as well. He focused in on Number 52, Leak Less, and announced to me at 8 pm "Mama, go bye bye. Buy number 52 car for Dylan." I looked at him in the same way I would have if he had announced he was in the market for crack cocaine. He went to bed and cried for over an hour because we weren't hopping in the car to go buy that car right then. My life is officially over. My mom brought him to buy it today and he now has it and I keep making loud announcements that it is the last car ever because we now own them all. I don't know if he believes me, but I sure hope so. That was scary.

Other stuff. I'll leave politics alone this time. You guys don't like it when I get all chatty on all that but let me just say GO CONNECTICUT!!! I'm all about equal rights and that's one more state allowing gay marriage. Let everyone suffer equally! I kid, I kid. But I do think that civil unions fall in the same category as separate but equal black schools - not fair and not equal. So thank you, Connecticut. Only the rest of the nation to go.

Oh, and I'll say this too. I thought it was odd that the motorcycle gang living a couple doors down had a huge McCain/Palin sign in their yard. Then I saw the Rebel flag hanging in their garage...nice. To think their single vote counts as much as mine...

So let's give you what you want -- pics of my fab house! It's getting SO close!! Jason did the kitchen backsplash and I am in love. Pics don't do it justice, but here's a shot:





They also installed the desktop's Silestone and the granite counter in the hall bath, but I didn't take pics. Sue me. Karen also planted stuff. No pics. But the highlight was the part where Jason installed the new mailbox. The old one was right in the yard and was white with black sponged dots. I'm crafty, but that's crap. And my pal Shana takes every opportunity to mock me for it so guess where I drove it? That's right -- I took a Sharpie, wrote "Turner Family" on the side and drove and put it in her front yard. I couldn't stop laughing the whole time I planted it in there



Oh, can I make a great book suggestion -- Five Years of My Life: An Innocent Man in Guantanamo by Murat Kurnaz. Real eye opener about the travesty that is the alleged war on terror when it comes down to catching "terrorists" and keeping them unethically at Guantanamo. Sold by Pakistan for $3K. People were selling each other out just for the buck. Yeah, my neighbor's a terrorist. Where's my cash? The US decided he was innocent within the first couple years and kept him and tortured him just for giggles. Reputable newspapers reported his capture as a success in the war on terror. Totally innocent, finally released five years later. It made me really sad to think my country does this, to torture innocent humans in the name of national security. I heard a really interesting quote somewhere that is escaping me now, but about in reference to post 9/11 things that take away our own liberties and protections, like Patriot Act stuff, etc. They posed the question as to what the creators of this country would think. "Give me liberty or give me death." Is this liberty? Interesting thought. But the highlight of the book was seeing how devout these men were to their faith the whole time. To see that they too wait for Jesus to return, I was really interested to read that. How can American Christians hate Muslims so much when you're all waiting to see that same guy make a repeat performance? But really, to see this man come out on the other side of this tortuous time to only have gratitude and humility. It made me almost ashamed of the things I let run my life when someone can come out of something so awful and have faith and gratitude. Great book.