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I've been a slacker at posting this month because of school so here is the latest and greatest in our lives. I had a final today and my last one is tomorrow! Yeah for the end! I was home with Em most of the day and didn't know what to do with myself without any homework. We had fun though. Aaron left us on Sunday. He is in Memphis and Em and I will fly out there the end of May. I have graduation, my sisters wedding, and a freelance photography job I have to complete before joining him. He is working out there for the summer so Em and I are going to join him and just hang out. I might either go crazy or decide I like doing nothing. She's pretty excited to hang out with mom all the time, but I'm pretty sure she might get tired of me real fast. : ) We had a little family night on Saturday before Aaron left. We went to dinner at Bistro 258 in Ogden. We had the most amazing dessert. It was called "Fuzzy Peaches" and it had fresh peaches with brown sugar pan-seared ...

For my photography final I wanted to do a series of pictures on fas hion so I contacted several boutiques in Ogden and Salt Lake trying to find one that would work with me and let me use their location and clothing. Many of them were quite rude and told me no; however, I was very ecstatic to find one on 25th Street in Ogden. It's called "Slavy" and the owner is the nicest lady named Slavy from Yugoslavia. I loved her clothes and she was totally chill with us coming in and doing our thing. My friend and my brother-in-law's girlfriend willingly agreed to be the models for my shoot and we had a blast!

I arrived home from school this evening to find a delicious dinner prepared by my wonderful husband and daughter. We sat down to eat and before she took her first bite, Emily looked at Aaron and said, "Thank you Chef!" She then turned to me, my mouth full of food, and said, "Mom say thank you to the Chef." I looked at Aaron with a smile on my face and said, "Thank you to the Chef." I thought this was so cute that I want to make it a tradition. Maybe it's because I'm hoping for some appreciation on the nights I cook (especially if they thank me before the first bite) or maybe I'm just glad I have a grateful daughter.