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    Post-Hurrication Life

    Well I can safely say I will not name our first child Florence…not that I was going to anyway. She did our town dirty, and it smells like fish and poop. After a long two weeks of hurrication we are finally home- bless up. I enjoyed the time off, but man being in my own bed was SO NICE. My dogs were also so happy to be home. It was time.  Poor Tuna did get greeted by a nice fire ant hill attack when he went in the backyard, but we gave him a bath and some Benadryl and he passed out happily haha. Driving home I didn’t really know…