tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137292353270990902024-02-19T19:05:24.212-05:00Why Old Rules Don't WorkNewly married the 'old rules' of marriage don't work... so join us as we work on creating our own 'new rules'!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-35979785040611777112010-02-21T10:59:00.002-05:002010-02-21T11:08:31.211-05:00Oh Baby Baby!<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">Humph... at some point in the past week it is possible... assuming dear monkey that you exist... that I reached week 10 of you life. Mr.Stick told me again that you did not exist, and if you did not... that what the LMNOP is going on with my body!?!?!?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">But if you do exist? Today you weigh the same as four paper clips and are beginning to move. I still can't feel you. Your big accomplishment this week is that you lost your tail. (cough) I am learning so many things about little monkeys... I sure hope you exist!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">You are now 'breathing' and this week you start to urinate. Thanks! I've always wanted someone to urinate on my insides... perhaps having all this knowledge is really not needed :P.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Dear Monkey... I love you!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I made it because I put my back out three weeks ago, and I'm still not better. It doesn't hurt all the time now, but I can't sit for more then an hour in a hard chair without being in pain for the rest of the day. And getting up and down from said chair? It's ridiculous!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">And so an appointment was made. And when I go to see my doctor, I'm going to discuss you Monkey. If you are going to make your debut, I would like to know. So I can learn more about tails and urination. I also read something yesterday about toddler lead weening onto solids... it was really interesting, and something your dad and I could discuss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">And your dad? He is excited too... keeps telling me to try talking to Mr.Stick again. I don't think he realizes how often I have!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Know this Monkey. If you are with us, you are very much wanted... and your crazy aunt M... she wanted you before we were even trying, and she's going to spoil you rotten!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Sleep tight Monkey.</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-8543066540946468962010-02-16T23:36:00.005-05:002010-02-16T23:39:52.223-05:00Baby it's Cold Inside!<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >I went bowling last night. I was tired of sitting out, as I'd missed our last two weeks.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Today I am paying for it. My back pain is back to an 8 on the pain scale. It hurts to laugh let alone sneeze which I seem to be doing more often as well.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >This is week three, and I honestly don't know how much more of this I can take. I asked Alex if I could lie across the sofa he was sitting on this evening, and got an eye roll. I'm not sure how much more of this HE can take.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >I want to feel better! Help me feel better!<br /><br />Oh yeah, and my feet are FREEZING! I am ready for the winter to be over!<br /></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-12634392670649620012010-02-15T22:52:00.003-05:002010-02-15T23:04:05.194-05:00How Can I Not Know?<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">Aunt Flow came to visit last on Dec 14... but my new friend 'Mr.Stick' says 'NO'... grrrrr I don't know what to do!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">The problem is this... I've never missed a month, until November. She came to visit in October and missed November... Mr.Stick said 'NO' the whole time, but I thought 'I've never missed before... this must be it!'.. and then BAMB. Almost exactly 2 months on and she comes a knocking.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">Now it's been just over 2 months again and I could go see a doctor, but what if she comes to see me tomorrow? So aggravating! Mr. Stick still says 'No'... and when he says 'No' I mean he has said it a half dozen times.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">In the meantime I've been watching a pregnancy countdown thing online. IF we actually are a 'Yes', then our little monkey has 20 teeth buds, and is starting to drink fluids this week, his intestines are moving into his body, and if he's poked he moves away.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">And we are missing it all. Because we don't KNOW he's there!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">Poor little monkey!</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-55231597338726768192010-02-14T23:26:00.004-05:002010-02-14T23:33:54.102-05:00Happy Valentine's Day!<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br />I always loved Valentine's day growing up. My parents always got us a small gift of some kind, which always made us feel included in the 'love' holiday... it never seemed like a thing for couples until I moved away from home... and even then I sometimes found a card in the mail. :)<br />I remember as a kid there was one boy in the class who always gave a pack of cinnamon hearts with his cards each year... didn't even like them, but it was what you ate at the class party!<br />This year is hubby and my third Valentine's together. It was FAB! Last night he made me dinner, a really yummy roast. He set the table and lit a candle. Sigh. It just makes your heart flutter a bit!<br />Today, we exchanged cards and a wee bit of candy, and then each spent the day as we liked. I did a Valentine's swap on Ravelry, so I had a package to open from that as well, and it was awesome. My partner really spoiled me. Below is a picture of all the goodies!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdeSFX0pvba4YWZmmfpOLt6PE4Hisy4OKw-qBlkG07SfZ3Iuoyx6LhpFB3bhcMrGaZGsD07LAx4SCWNwsDR0qK92QPW_gcsf6rO94DTOExeaWEbJS8kYuCbdO21Y75YefrbeJPy3_CLQ/s1600-h/DSC_6787.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdeSFX0pvba4YWZmmfpOLt6PE4Hisy4OKw-qBlkG07SfZ3Iuoyx6LhpFB3bhcMrGaZGsD07LAx4SCWNwsDR0qK92QPW_gcsf6rO94DTOExeaWEbJS8kYuCbdO21Y75YefrbeJPy3_CLQ/s320/DSC_6787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438323329657689698" border="0" /></a><br /><br />What a great day!<br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-32338718306758527982009-11-08T15:33:00.002-05:002009-11-08T16:00:50.764-05:00Christmas On a Budget<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">I'm trying to cut back on what we spend at Christmas... both because it's become a big shopping spree we end up paying off for months afterwards, and also because we just don't NEED a lot of stuff!</span></b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">So... here is what we are doing...</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">Alex's Side:</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">GRAN</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- handmade photo card with an update of our year (cost = $1 for photos)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- if I have time I'd like to make some dish cloths and give a bottle of dish soap (cost = 'free' because I already have all the stuff!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">NAN</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- handmade photo card with an update of our year (cost = $1 for photos + shipping)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">SIL/BIL </span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- scarf ('free' made with yarn I already had) for BIL</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- nice reusable shopping bag ($5) for SIL</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- night at the movies with snacks (20,000 PC points... hopefully if we have them!) and babysitting (free from us!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">NEPHEW</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- wool blanket ($50 in yarn... didn't realize it would take so much yarn!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- ... maybe something fun? ($5)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">FIL</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- night at the movies with snacks (20,000 PC points... hopefully if we have them!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">LIL' SIL</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- blush and blush brush ('free cuz' I bought them for myself earlier and didn't need them)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- flower shaped face cloths ('free' cuz I already have the yarn)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- toner or face wash (about $5... still need to buy)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- water bottle ($3.50)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">LIL' BIL</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- water bottle ($3.50)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">... huh</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">Faith's Side</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">M&F</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- rich chocolate brown 600 thread count sheets and extra pillow cases ($80 but 'free' because we had a gift card)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- new shower head ('free' because we won it) for F</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- reusable shopping bag ($5) for M</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">MIDDLE SIS</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- scrap booking metal filing cabinet (FREE!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- double sided tapes (FREE!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- reusable shopping bag ($5)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- water bottle ($3.50)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">LIL' SIS</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- water bottle ($3.50)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">... huh</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">OMA & OPA</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- some dish cloths and a bottle of dish soap (cost = 'free' because I already have all the stuff!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">OTHER OMA AND OPA</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">- some dish cloths and a bottle of dish soap (cost = 'free' because I already have all the stuff!)</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">... Now I just have to make sure I'm not missing anyone!</span></b></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-22256432015335083792009-11-02T23:32:00.002-05:002009-11-02T23:37:26.190-05:00Health Month<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FF99;">Our company is offering each employee $150 if they take part in a 'health month' for the month of November... and somehow my department voted me as the 'director' of our group. Joy.</span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FF99;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FF99;">But there are some interesting things... the outline is that you must do 20-60 minutes of 'workout' every day. For bonus points you can - drink water, eat fruits and veggies and do a 'take care of yourself' items.</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FF99;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FF99;">This is what interests me... this last includes - sleeping for 30 minutes extra, taking me time and reading a book, taking a bath etc, eating away from your desk OR de-cluttering and cleaning for 30 minutes... when you try to be a better person you often think of eating better and working out, but de-cluttering? And yet it makes so much sense!</span></b></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-65918951100626303792009-11-02T23:06:00.002-05:002009-11-02T23:24:32.723-05:00This is the LAST time I will say this...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">Alex and I have joined a bowling league, and every Monday night you can find us down knocking down pins. It's great fun, and usually I get a little better each week... slow... very slow progress to almost always bowling at least 100... not good by any means, but better then when I started!</span></i></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">Today on our drive there I mentioned that today... though I SWORE I wouldn't, I filled out the paper work to begin the process of changing my name. I don't personally care, but I know that it bugs Alex sometimes that I still go by my maiden name. </span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">This is the thing...</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">When we got married I took care of the wedding. Alex didn't want to have the stress of helping, so I told him that I wouldn't bug him with anything wedding related IF he planned the honeymoon. Four weeks before the wedding... I booked the honeymoon... because he said he 'didn't want to make a mistake'.</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">When we got married I told him that it was VERY important to me that he fill out the paper work for insurance purposes. I know this is something I'm very bad at, since I'm not organized, and it gets me VERY stress. He said ok... and I've been doing it ever since.</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">When we got home from our honeymoon I asked him to fill the holes in the bedroom walls left from a shelf we removed. He asked to have a day or two to relax and I said ok... 15 months later, and the holes are still there.</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">I bought 10 antique chairs shortly after moving into the house, with grand plans of refinishing them. I bought a sander, fabric, paint and paint thinner. I got the seats and backs removed and sanded a chair only to realize that this was way more work then I thought. My hands vibrated after 10 minutes of sanding, and because of a skin condition I have cuts on my fingers that make me very sensitive. So I asked him to do the stripping of the chairs after which I will repaint and fabric them. </span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">I realize that this was a project I took on before we were dating and that it is in fact MY project. But it hurts! So I told him I would consider it a grand birthday present... it's only about 9 hours of work - two weeks of an hour a day... my birthday was last week and not a single chair has any progress... and the chairs continue to sit... no back, no seat... useless and messy.</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">Yes there are many reasons not to complete this project - it is cold, it is wet, work is long and stressful.</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">But we have a basement room that could have everything removed into the main basement, and then the chairs could be sanded in comfort - the mess left out until everything was completed. The contents of the room don't even need to be moved out in a tidy way - just piled outside of the room would be fine! In turn I could paint and recover them in the same room and by Christmas we could have chairs... in fact at Christmas we are having 20 people over, so we NEED those chairs.</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">But I won't ask again. He knows this is important to me and I hope that matters to him. In the meantime the chairs will sit there... and we shall see...</span></i></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-86921635364479855382009-11-02T22:58:00.002-05:002009-11-02T23:03:49.659-05:00My Sister<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66CCCC;">My younger sister is getting married... it seems so weird to think of my sister getting married... as the oldest, I think it's hardest for me to accept that she is growing up... lol at this point 23 and with her boy for almost 5 years!</span></b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66CCCC;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66CCCC;">Today she got a call from the company she did her work placement at. They want her to come back for a 14 moth contract. This is FANTASTIC news... not only does it mean that she did a great job the first time around... but with the amount of available jobs, they must have had their pick of available candidates and they chose her!</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66CCCC;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66CCCC;">I think they will have a fabulous life ahead of them...</span></b></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-86066008259277120902009-10-12T10:19:00.002-04:002009-10-12T10:27:59.304-04:00Thanksgiving<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; ">Today is thanksgiving in Canada and there is much to be thankful for!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">This year I am thankful...</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For a dog that loves me... and loves me even more when I've had a bad day.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For a husband that understands me... and loves me anyway! That's not something that happens everyday.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For a large extended family who loves and supports us... even if they don't understand our choices.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For good jobs that are fairly secure in a world where there isn't a lot of security.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For fairly well running vehicles to get to those jobs.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For creativity and the ability to use it everyday of my life.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For travel.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For knowledge.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For shelter.</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">For health plans that allow me to get help in my quest to lose weight.</span></b></span></span></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-19515755927752150702009-06-12T21:23:00.003-04:002009-06-12T21:29:00.475-04:00Cars... Who needs 'em?<strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;">Sigh... It seems I have managed to do $1000 in damage to my car! The bearings are seized near the back wheels. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;">Really it was very sweet of the car dealership to try and explain it all. The boy who did the work drew some lovely diagrams with his hands and everything.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;">Luckily the only thing I needed to understand was that it was covered under my warrenty! And that for some reason I'm going to get a new gas pedal as well... thank goodness! The one I have is covered in dirt and who knows what from the bottom of my shoes.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;">This November my warrenty will be officially be over... do I buy an extended?</span></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-88010484818988893432009-05-14T23:48:00.003-04:002009-05-14T23:54:09.408-04:00<a href="http://ifyougiveamomamoment.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-heart-art.html"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">We Heart Art</span></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">I am participating in the We Heart Art carnival hosted by </span><a href="http://3baybchicks.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">The Three Bay B Chicks</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">, </span><a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">Domestically Challenged</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"> and Helene of </span><a href="http://2setsoftwins-helene.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">I'm Living Proof that God Has a Sense of Humor</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">. The following article is one I wrote for a competition.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335893890932327010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-o3qTzURoiy7HWu67pZc25HsoaNIPSR3l7oEZtTSqDQVa-jQ6N2T6Qbb7EgFjLvIIw_2QkYF3YIPcsZYJH7Y8kaoOLNlcGmgbYi3VPMUZbQO9RbG-2FW1DYXugQ6L1NjA8i06YdIwOw/s320/06_07_26_njm-rrose_1.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">Our short break to Paris was going wonderfully. The weather was perfect, everyone seemed pleasant, and we were just leaving the Musee Du Louvre, our 7th item on our personal ‘Top Ten Things to Do’ in Paris. As we exited the cool museum into the sunny and surprisingly warm March afternoon, I reached above my head to pull down my glasses; instead my hand touched something slimy and wet. A pigeon had relieved himself on me. When I managed to make it to the washrooms I found that it was far worse then I had thought with it running down my hair, on my glasses, face and coat. Kirsten finally managed to stop laughing and said ‘Well it is supposed to be a sign of good luck’. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">And perhaps it was...Number eight on our list was Notre Dame, so we crossed the river to the Ile De La Cite, a tiny island in the middle of the city. We were quickly sidetracked from our objective as we gazed in awe at the impressive architecture all around us, and it was only the eventual ringing of the bells in the church tower that called us to continue our search. The bells continuous peal wrapped around us as we took in the awe inspiring gothic building that is so very famous and it truly took our breath away.People appeared to be continuing into the church and we thought it would be fantastic to see what wonders could be found within. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">When we got closer to the front of the line I remembered it was Palm Sunday, and to mark the occasion each person entering the church was handed a palm branch. The pigeon came to mind as we were ushered in and the door shut tightly behind us. We were the last people allowed in!Inside was much darker than the brilliance of the outside, and as our eyes adjusted we were pushed and prodded through the crowd of people inside, who had been drawn to the site as we had been, and suddenly we found ourselves on the other end and surprisingly in the front. Again the pigeon was a thought as the entire pastoral procession walked by us, so close that we could touch their robes if we wished, so close that we could feel the heat from the flames of the candles as they passed.Then, from above, an organ broke into song and a single voice rose to meet it and suddenly it wasn’t just about us and our experience, it was everyone in the church and everyone who had been before in an event that can never be repeated...</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-14109644309844637272009-05-14T14:28:00.002-04:002009-05-14T14:34:07.363-04:00<div><a href="http://ifyougiveamomamoment.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-heart-art.html"><span style="font-family:arial;">We Heart Art</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I am participating in the We Heart Art carnival hosted by </span><a href="http://3baybchicks.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;">The Three Bay B Chicks</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">, </span><a href="http://tramm-isms.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;">Domestically Challenged</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> and Helene of </span><a href="http://2setsoftwins-helene.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm Living Proof that God Has a Sense of Humor</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">. The following picture is one I created as a high school student. </span></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335749550169263426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBX0csBOWSwDdD-ud4ntJy51dAcdEDSlwWfo8HLIM_AZNc3SMmMdxql-CbeoSsB4x5t5OrfNxtXzhDfrgqmXyoIODhWtv5whFGZDMN4Zq1EvcjDSK0yKqoDfYvwUMtiLwtU6mD5nXXQ/s320/Rebekah+Rosenau+Quinlan+-+Artwork+Submission.jpg" border="0" /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-75025701386347399412009-04-21T23:08:00.003-04:002009-04-21T23:15:10.582-04:00Things We Should do More Often<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">Tonight Alex went to the wake of a co-worker's wife... I've never heard of attending a wake for someone you don't know but was married to someone you know a bit because you work with... in the end I decided not to go.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">However, Alex had a point. His mother passed on two years ago, and he said a large number of people from his work came, and he was glad to see them. So. If the husband is like my husband, then I probably should have gone, though it seems that hundreds of people turned out, so I probably wasn't noticably missing. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">But. And it's an unsure but. I am a more private person... if Alex or my parents were heading up with the Angels, I don't know that I would want complete strangers coming to view their wordly bodies. I'd want peace and privacy. I think. It's really hard to think about.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">So since I had come along to the town of the wake, and THEN decided I wasn't going, I got to spend a couple of hours with my F-I-N and B-I-N. I know we don't go nearly enough, and neither of us has anything against going, it's only that they live 40 minutes away, on route to nothing, so we don't ever just pass through. So it was good to be there!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-37598003801044879382009-04-20T22:55:00.003-04:002009-04-20T23:02:12.226-04:00I Heart Magic Erasers<span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>I LOVE Mr Clean Magic Erasers!</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326974365385729010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlgVRxbSymrvIerpWdYkpEbwniTpGOYzagZdaYPdXnZqsgrJV3-iuaWMxgnIr4-jqYlEy5TDdaNruCvvAOli8d8ovgL08GO3TQJ8WvIMu1QHPvT3S9sXw3bsCzJdUNzYnTV4jkgoORMg/s320/MagicEraser01.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">They are amazing, and I highly recommend them for any of your cleaning needs! I have to be honest... our tub was in a state. And a light rub of the magic eraser... and it was clean...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">It worked so well I stayed up in bed thinking of all the things I could clean. And the next day I set to cleaning all sorts of things that I never thought would be clean again.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">Go out! Buy one! And no... I'm not getting paid to say this :P</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-12275244762991627522009-04-20T22:29:00.003-04:002009-04-20T22:42:53.694-04:00Not Me Monday<span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by </span><a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"><span style="font-size:130%;">MckMama</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;">. You can head over to </span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/"><a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net%22%3eher/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;">http://www.mycharmingkids.net">her</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"> blog</a> to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;">This week I did not;</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;">- send my baby in for a hair cut and return to find her SHAVED! Poor thing almost got left there since we didn't recognize her!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;">- eat melted marshmellows from the microwave... that would be sooooo unhealthy!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;">- wash my hair only when the grease started rubbing off on my clothing. That would be childish and wouldn't look at all professional.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;">- snip at hubby because he asked a question while we were cleaning... of course if he had just explained he was done, then I totally would have!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;">- nearly have 1 and 1/2 christmas gifts ready to go!</span></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-91955222912044911752009-04-01T19:49:00.002-04:002009-04-01T19:50:51.575-04:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNluzp1P572bZr7Atyp6v4YIIrcrZvZ9g_clRnNt4zvuf-KPj-x-ClKdJB9gXjhXutsdgdyxZqP1CPHkNUWfiy2rt57uaxdQ_4NEMEmQDGrYXwknhp9fF7H7LxILWlHguv1Jay5Z3b_g/s1600-h/Macy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319874661876377250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNluzp1P572bZr7Atyp6v4YIIrcrZvZ9g_clRnNt4zvuf-KPj-x-ClKdJB9gXjhXutsdgdyxZqP1CPHkNUWfiy2rt57uaxdQ_4NEMEmQDGrYXwknhp9fF7H7LxILWlHguv1Jay5Z3b_g/s320/Macy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-54504240284263372252009-03-27T23:54:00.003-04:002009-03-27T23:57:10.693-04:00Freaky Friday<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">Tomorrow we become parents.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">Only for 23 hours, but... I am worried. We signed up to be back-up foster parents a few months ago, and this will be our first attempt.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">I pray we do well.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">I know this is something we will get better at as we continue to do it... but anytime you try something new... there is always that worry!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;">Pray that it will go well!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-1018610576876919492009-03-26T23:32:00.002-04:002009-03-26T23:35:27.681-04:00Thankful Thursday<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"><strong>It's getting late, and I need some sleep... but today is our eight month wedding anniversary... and I am thankful for a good marriage, a nice house, a good job and a nice car. I am thankful the weather is getting nicer, and that so many birds have decided to make our tree their home. I am thankful for being able to turn off the heat and leave the doors and windows open. I am thankful that I got four loads of dishes done (yes we can finally cook and eat from normal items again!) and three loads of laundry. I know tomorrow morning I will be thankful to have a choice of clothes to wear to work, and then comfortable clothes for the evening.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"><strong>Today life is good.</strong></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-85820794431843031902009-03-23T15:22:00.002-04:002009-03-23T16:57:41.253-04:00Not Me Monday<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net">MckMama</a>. You can head over to <a href=""><a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net">her/'><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">http://www.mycharmingkids.net">her</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"> blog</a> to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">Here is what I've not been up to!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">This weekend I did not feed my baby two cupcakes and a yogurt covered biscuit for her birthday. This did not cause her to throw up in grandma's car and 'act out' on great grandma's rug! Such actions would get her banned from returning until she learns some manners, and so I would never do that!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">I did not spend all week staring at the pile of dirty dishes in the sink, shrug my shoulders, and keep on walking. Such an action would cause me to have to serve dinner in tupperware containers last night, and that would be unacceptable, so I never did that!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">I did not have a nap after work everyday this week, because I felt exhausted after work... and then I did not veg every evening (other then Monday) and waste away my evening hours. My house would be a pile of dust and mess and I would have to secretly wear socks more then once to work... that would be gross so I would never do that!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-64993827643809282042009-03-22T22:57:00.001-04:002009-03-22T22:58:20.903-04:00Laundry Piles<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">Is there anything worse then needing work clothes for Monday morning and said clothing taking FOREVER in the dryer? WHY does it always take so long on a Sunday night?</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-11832364060241180462009-03-22T22:43:00.002-04:002009-03-22T22:52:21.983-04:00Cleaning out the (prayer) closet<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">We were in church about two weeks ago, and the paster mentioned that we should speak to God more often. Bring him our thoughts... even though he already knows what's worrying/cheering us. So here it goes:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">Thinks I am thankful about:</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- all family is healthy and safe</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- we accomplished everything we set out to do this weekend</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- my outfit made me feel fab and was worth the cost (he wants to hear about our small worries as well!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- Costco took back my coat with no questions - it's not my fault it was braking, but you never know how the company will react</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">Things I need help with:</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- I am planning a food bank challenge for 1000 people... I need them to get involved, I need donations, I need to get everything organized, I need to not be stessed and to enjoy the process</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- I need help managing my stress level at work... there is so much work to do, and we only have a co-op student for one more month... then drawings are all on me</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- I need help to stop worrying about what other people think of me... I am who I am!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">- I need confidence as I take over as president-elect for ARIDO GVC chapter... I am so honoured to have been asked... but I don't want to suck!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-55459831536177950542009-03-22T22:36:00.003-04:002009-03-22T22:40:40.664-04:00Ms Moo Turns Two!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4rk5wAy8NdHYPUGAk_zOEzH5izv74OXT6FefAUb_oOVpH4inLh1YtquB_eqdGFe0vF5PurETmVL_xWgIrKYSTTDfolQADvZw1MwiAt1ZmFcELEdqOHbVl1AroTWNyQ_1vmq5qfCx3YQ/s1600-h/DSC_1074.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316206805966409010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4rk5wAy8NdHYPUGAk_zOEzH5izv74OXT6FefAUb_oOVpH4inLh1YtquB_eqdGFe0vF5PurETmVL_xWgIrKYSTTDfolQADvZw1MwiAt1ZmFcELEdqOHbVl1AroTWNyQ_1vmq5qfCx3YQ/s320/DSC_1074.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>Your a fab dog Moo... even with all the trouble you cause us!</strong></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-17983336935327244362009-03-19T13:31:00.000-04:002009-03-19T13:32:18.936-04:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;">It seems I'm in the right job!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;">The most difficult to pigeonhole is the Composer (ISFP). They are driven by their values and usually have a strong aesthetic sense. If they have a driving force to do good, you may find them in medical or veterinary occupations or in social services or education. If they need to express their artistic talents, they may be a painter, a potter, a jeweler, a fashion <strong>designer</strong>, a carpenter, or a chef. Some are called to more technical occupations such as surveyor, botanist, or chemist. Still others are in the service industry as wait-people, beauticians, or retail clerks. Some do a variety of clerical services and may be bookkeepers or legal secretaries. Says Lorenzo, "Being a chef is more than making a good meal. The taste, aroma and presentation of the food must be perfect - like creating a great symphony."<br />Having a life of action and freedom is what makes an Artisan tick and gives them a sense of being alive.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-39413185297604349212009-03-19T13:27:00.000-04:002009-03-19T13:28:33.664-04:00Thinking Thursdays<div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;">I just did a personality test and these are my results.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;">Artisan™ Portrait of the Composer (ISFP)<br />More than the other Artisans, Composers are in tune with their senses, and so have a sure grasp of what belongs, and what doesn't belong, in all kinds of works of art. While the other Artisans are skilled with people, tools, and entertainment, Composers have an exceptional ability-seemingly inborn-to work with subtle differences in color, tone, texture, aroma, and flavor.<br />Although Composers often put long, lonely hours into their artistry, they are just as impulsive as the other Artisans. They do not wait to consider their moves; rather, they act in the here and now, with little or no planning or preparation. Composers are seized by the act of artistic composition, as if caught up in a whirlwind. The act is their master, not the reverse. Composers paint or sculpt, they dance or skate, they write melodies or make recipes-or whatever-simply because they must. They climb the mountain because it is there.<br />This ability to lose themselves in action accounts for the spectacular individual accomplishments of some Composers, and yet on their social side they show a kindness unmatched by all the other types. Composers are especially sensitive to the pain and suffering of others, and they sympathize freely with the sufferer. Some have a remarkable way with young children, almost as if there were a natural bond of sympathy and trust between them. A similar bond may be seen between some Composers and animals, even wild animals. Many Composers have an instinctive longing for the wilds, and nature seems to welcome them.<br />Composers are just as plentiful as the other Artisans, say nine or ten per cent of the population, but in general they are very difficult to observe and thus greatly misunderstood. Very likely the difficulty comes from their tendency not to express themselves verbally, but through their works of art. Composers are usually not interested in developing ability in public speaking, or even in the art of conversation; they prefer to feel the pulse of life by touch, in the muscles, in the eyes, in the ears, on the tongue. Make no mistake, Composers are just as interested as other types in sharing their view of the world, and if they find a medium of non-verbal communication-some art form-then they will express their character quite eloquently. If not, they simply remain unknown, their quietness leaving their character all but invisible.<br /></span><a href="http://keirsey.com/handler.aspx?s=keirsey&f=fourtemps&tab=4&c=dylan"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;">Bob Dylan</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;">, Jackie Kennedy Onassis, Cher, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Mel Brooks, Steven Spielberg, and Neil Simon are examples of a Composer Artisans.</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13729235327099090.post-18223366399399231762009-03-12T01:15:00.000-04:002009-03-12T01:28:36.038-04:00Thinking Thursday<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;">It's the middle of the night out here in the dark and I. can't. sleep.<br /><br />As I lay in bed tonight, I had an important thought and I needed to write it down.<br /><br />With Ms Moo's head cuddling one shoulder, and Alex's hand on my hip, I was trying to slow my thoughts, so I could sleep. As I listened to the two of them snore away I realized that I felt incredible peace. This is exactly where I want to be in life right now.<br /><br />I went to college and felt wander lust... and so I wandered. Then I felt a yearning to go home... and so I went home... but still I did not settle down. And every time someone would ask - are you ready? Don't you want that? I would say yes... but not right now... and then... two years ago it became Yes... and soon. And then I was blessed to meet up with an old friend and now -<br /><br />My job is good, and I've learned all I set out to learn about my field of work (design).<br /><br />My house is a mess and needs to be worked on, but it's warm and inviting, and feels like home.<br /><br />My puppy is happy, healthy, and for the most part, trained.<br /><br />My husband is happy, healthy, and for the most part, trained.<br /><br />And while I might feel the yearning for the next generation, when someone asks - are you ready? Don't you want that? I say yes... but not quite yet...</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0