tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70580542163284379672024-03-13T06:21:17.236-07:00Show and TellThought I'd post little blurbs about what I've been up to . . .Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-76614322396712367712009-05-07T15:47:00.000-07:002009-05-08T11:09:42.569-07:00My JourneyI certainly have not been a reliable blogger throughout this twin pregnancy. I've had many people ask me, "when will you blog again?" or "we want to see some pictures!" Pictures will come, before the babies do, I promise, but this entry is more of me opening my heart to share my thoughts with whoever is interested.<br /><br /><br />I feel like I've been on one of the most amazing journeys of my life throughout the past 8 1/2 months (35 weeks). It has been trying both physically and emotionally - like any pregnancy I'm sure - but for me because of the twin factor it has been more so.<br /><br /><br />I'll begin with how I felt about getting pregnant again in the first place. I am not one of those women who loves being pregnant. I actually think it's really hard and for months and months after having Juniper I never wanted to do it again (this was in part to a traumatic labor that lasted 72 hours). I got an IUD after having Juni because I DID NOT want an unplanned pregnancy to occur. I wanted to make sure I was ready and willing before I went through what I went through with her. Plus I nursed her for so long that I was insistent that I was not going to be pregnant and nursing a toddler. I was going to have some time where my body was free for a little while. Needless to say, this was a strain on my marriage. My precious husband loves babies and would have 5 if I would let him. Seriously. He would LOVE it!!! He was ready to have another one right after Juniper was born. He also wanted a boy. Desperately. My fears of getting pregnant with another girl and then knowing I would never want to do it again worried me to no end.<br /><br /><br />Once I weaned Juniper I got my IUD out and felt ready to start trying for another baby. We tried for about 2-3 months and then I was pregnant again. Nate and I were both filled with joy. . . . until my morning sickness set in. It was SO debilitating. Taking care of Juniper combined with the sickness was the hardest thing I had ever done. I thought I was going to lose my marbles and I think Nate thought I had lost them!!! I had not been good about keeping track of my periods so my OB sent me in for an early ultrasound in order for an accurate due date to be determined. This was the ultrasound that changed our lives. Forever. This is when we found out we were having twins. I of course felt SO validated because of how sick I was. I felt like I wasn't crazy and that there was definitely a reason for how sick I had been. I think Nate felt reassured knowing that I was dealing with two times the pregnancy hormones and that maybe, just maybe I wasn't going crazy either. It's amazing how much the news of twins brought Nathan and I together. It felt like divine intervention. Nate reassured me that he would be okay if this was my last pregnancy - even if there were two girls. I think he knew this would definitely without a doubt be the last time I'd go through this! He was given the gift of more than two children and I was given the gift of being able to get three children out of only two pregnancies! Once we discovered the sexes of our babies I felt like my life had finally come together. When we got the news that there was a boy and a girl I felt amazing!!! I was so happy that Nathan was going to get his boy and I felt overjoyed knowing this would be without question my last pregnancy ever. I feel like there was a guardian angel making sure that we would both be content at the end of this.<br /><br /><br /><br />Although I felt so comforted knowing this was my last pregnancy and that we were having a boy and a girl there have been many days and nights spent thinking about the delivery of these babies. I have carried a heavy heart for years after the birth of Juniper. . . truly feeling like I was traumatized during her labor. I also felt like Nathan was traumatized. He told me when I was about 23 weeks along that he didn't know if he could even handle being at the delivery of these babies. I didn't get mad at him for his feelings at all. . . I had to take a hard look at how these twins could come into the world with both of us feeling at peace. Although I had been insistent with my OB that I was going to deliver these babies vaginally, I had a change of heart about a month ago. I met with a doula at the hospital where I am scheduled to deliver. Just walking into the birthing center I felt my body begin to tense up. I felt like I was going to cry and never stop. I feared all the worst things that could happen to me if I tried to deliver these babies vaginally. I also feared the recovery if I were to choose a cesarean. The doula listened to my birth story about Juniper. She and I made a list of pros and cons for vaginal and cesarean deliveries. After a long discussion with this very experienced doula I was reassured that a cesarean can still be beautiful (she also made the point that there is such thing as emotional recovery too). I still made these babies. I am not a failure if I have a cesarean. My babies will be healthy, my heart will be filled with joy, my husband will come out unscathed and I won't have a nervous breakdown in the process of bringing them into the world. In the end we will have two beautiful babies to bring home. Although responses about my decision from some friends have been discouraging, I continue to reflect on why I've chosen to have a cesarean. I feel I've made the right decision - and I feel much more compassion toward women who have had cesareans due to emergencies or because they felt more comfortable with the choice. I feel so happy that I know when my babies are coming and that I am so close to being through with this pregnancy. I feel that with this decision has come some closure and emotional recovery about the birth of Juniper as well.<br /><br /><br /><br />I am 35 weeks along today. I huff and puff around the house as little tasks become more and more difficult. My back and body aches, but I feel so blessed. This pregnancy has had no complications whatsoever. I am filled with joy knowing that these precious babies are almost here. I am filled with joy that once these babies are here our family is complete. I can't wait to meet them. I can't wait to see Nate with them. I can't wait to see Juniper as a big sister.<br /><br /><br />The 40 week due date for these babies is June 12. 38 weeks is considered full term for twins. Their birthday is scheduled for June 1st. I truly think I will make it to that date. I continue to go to the store, take Juniper to preschool and try to live as normal of a life as possible at this point. Knowing that these babies will be here in a little over 3 weeks is SO EXCITING!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />When they come out this journey will end. . . . . and we will begin a new and exciting journey. Being the parents of twins.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-21320504275940398652009-01-12T15:49:00.001-08:002009-01-12T15:56:18.894-08:0018 Weeks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTA62kHLvfHb8_OZ4XHL9kdsrd8Sx-O98aknNu2CNmQ06X6mcwQ5Xt3UBfB08bnr7Zd7hCwqVHlo0uDzKuy1_55h1NfYB8cuZNOch_TMyo9ntD0r67jTklwY29a8tZ2NCZZhSUhvh2RJ8/s1600-h/mamas+blog+4812.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290560006880693586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTA62kHLvfHb8_OZ4XHL9kdsrd8Sx-O98aknNu2CNmQ06X6mcwQ5Xt3UBfB08bnr7Zd7hCwqVHlo0uDzKuy1_55h1NfYB8cuZNOch_TMyo9ntD0r67jTklwY29a8tZ2NCZZhSUhvh2RJ8/s400/mamas+blog+4812.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Here I am at 18 weeks. The past few weeks have been full of me reading up on how to have a healthy twin pregnancy. I am hungry ALL the time, but can't eat as much as I'd like at each sitting. I have had moments where I am overwhelmed with the idea of consuming a healthy 3500 calories a day, or worry about how I'll care for Juniper when I get as big as some pictures I've seen of women carrying twins. But overall I feel pretty good. I am starting to feel my babies moving around and look forward to the 23rd when we find out what sex the babies are. We should also find out if they are identical or fraternal. Oh and I did cut my hair. I needed a change from constantly pulling it back. I really like it and think it will be easier to do my hair when the babies come!!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-87003505633738997892008-12-21T19:19:00.000-08:002008-12-21T19:35:35.282-08:00Snow Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoH0U-I2HPscYzruotS9-IBp6D5NGfYRrsw4yscBp9cxJns7X67IR-UgmAj4-KYKsmKMWK4d1-xS4BZJRBD316XoF6HGv98DR2TJP_HQn6qSzdkdQh50LasOm5hHZOH10VdoY2JdWAho/s1600-h/mamas+blog+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282450281841188610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoH0U-I2HPscYzruotS9-IBp6D5NGfYRrsw4yscBp9cxJns7X67IR-UgmAj4-KYKsmKMWK4d1-xS4BZJRBD316XoF6HGv98DR2TJP_HQn6qSzdkdQh50LasOm5hHZOH10VdoY2JdWAho/s320/mamas+blog+043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_ld8UKeUVu8m9Ri_wdkwcHXLdfxrxG3y-sLl02OuB_LsUYd5b_AF2cGE58vvX8AaS_h9vKlXF7jVaW9XMKZXswqDYYvMz8fWx5-njRHx53HQh9-cdVQNqQ3-0zTf5f_ACnND2d0xAvs/s1600-h/mamas+blog+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282450261292181250" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_ld8UKeUVu8m9Ri_wdkwcHXLdfxrxG3y-sLl02OuB_LsUYd5b_AF2cGE58vvX8AaS_h9vKlXF7jVaW9XMKZXswqDYYvMz8fWx5-njRHx53HQh9-cdVQNqQ3-0zTf5f_ACnND2d0xAvs/s320/mamas+blog+035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSyjjvmQPUc3ok3JGHV7a0yuW3zlDZQiZctq38Ql52XOG__3MgxPh2OxBci2GUKgBFt9AVY0YzI15iuaaCSSDe7eacvxRK7X3x38TLJSVoKoFofHnMT9jAhhpRxsprwYKxi6FAOcywvrA/s1600-h/mamas+blog+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282450829999714674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSyjjvmQPUc3ok3JGHV7a0yuW3zlDZQiZctq38Ql52XOG__3MgxPh2OxBci2GUKgBFt9AVY0YzI15iuaaCSSDe7eacvxRK7X3x38TLJSVoKoFofHnMT9jAhhpRxsprwYKxi6FAOcywvrA/s320/mamas+blog+037.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVSj10OLYiLAeVnfELf5yTkfLtSPRhccCHTB0ou-ODBAvAw3FbXedI9s-0hp2T4JexAI0x_RpfvlVw_RO1oujvmabTkAAubx-LLhw_aKWbjRojO1GlknUAahtZMpeGspnhWCS-WG4i6to/s1600-h/mamas+blog+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282450280259918274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVSj10OLYiLAeVnfELf5yTkfLtSPRhccCHTB0ou-ODBAvAw3FbXedI9s-0hp2T4JexAI0x_RpfvlVw_RO1oujvmabTkAAubx-LLhw_aKWbjRojO1GlknUAahtZMpeGspnhWCS-WG4i6to/s320/mamas+blog+040.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqOv3N8yimEc-vRRQu5oxmknMk58Ey1VoZZvcx2-g1cnMeipLcwAJrGeRtOMUwhE6L6mg2UZ8LRwbaS5gFqoVaVLfcHMDlz8JUVaGHc9z8fcTHvns31hu3vYDYbk8DC5ADoMbVNS4RUeM/s1600-h/mamas+blog+049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282450828645624242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqOv3N8yimEc-vRRQu5oxmknMk58Ey1VoZZvcx2-g1cnMeipLcwAJrGeRtOMUwhE6L6mg2UZ8LRwbaS5gFqoVaVLfcHMDlz8JUVaGHc9z8fcTHvns31hu3vYDYbk8DC5ADoMbVNS4RUeM/s320/mamas+blog+049.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMcvWkTLDa66_6C2vjTWbBNqPzPhEBjijIPKTAZKZQjZLO3eH5wY_jZa0Y-HWZdGGyjpLgk8cZyi02VRfr9umWJGnZdGQN0nxzCCk6-J29DdhmO7bwvqR-HQyaQ0UHZ9oiIisLxTp9Hc/s1600-h/mamas+blog+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282450292055869746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMcvWkTLDa66_6C2vjTWbBNqPzPhEBjijIPKTAZKZQjZLO3eH5wY_jZa0Y-HWZdGGyjpLgk8cZyi02VRfr9umWJGnZdGQN0nxzCCk6-J29DdhmO7bwvqR-HQyaQ0UHZ9oiIisLxTp9Hc/s320/mamas+blog+048.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div>We have had an unusual amount of snow fall here in the past 24 hours (around 15 inches!!!). This has meant that our little family has just snuggled up by the fire, eating good food and going nowhere. We played outside today and built a snowman. I took a nice long nap this afternoon and woke up to Juniper and Nathan laughing hysterically in the hot tub. They were throwing snowballs at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">each other</span>. Kingsley has been LOVING the weather, too. I just have to laugh at how the snow has accumulated on his legs. </div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-38333107547637963152008-12-21T19:09:00.000-08:002008-12-21T19:19:06.211-08:00Our Babies<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA9Wm7Q8kl8o1dWg2vSZ6LMxuvPyQO5OmRj_Kvl_bGoJLIEQwIAgpQ-9t1auTb_Vt0Zgl9MSz6pJ2fL7HLmNF2Cfm-sCXFDxJFv8kdRw7OxEHWO7g0gboOvwL6UE3c946qauDF8TtrQlU/s1600-h/mamas+blog+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282448384336471458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA9Wm7Q8kl8o1dWg2vSZ6LMxuvPyQO5OmRj_Kvl_bGoJLIEQwIAgpQ-9t1auTb_Vt0Zgl9MSz6pJ2fL7HLmNF2Cfm-sCXFDxJFv8kdRw7OxEHWO7g0gboOvwL6UE3c946qauDF8TtrQlU/s320/mamas+blog+046.jpg" border="0" /></a> Baby "A"<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVpdZl704FmToGp74wJ0lxy5tUQLhb5QWVqBZx6rqvkELPSdLT0HfhMYBCwEu7yUPDXD9PkECabSoqjDMFMsqLfVPrEBBcm7os1LCbZQZVO42nuM_a1nymDgpavrjO8B6xcQ4TGtZmz80/s1600-h/mamas+blog+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447839131021730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVpdZl704FmToGp74wJ0lxy5tUQLhb5QWVqBZx6rqvkELPSdLT0HfhMYBCwEu7yUPDXD9PkECabSoqjDMFMsqLfVPrEBBcm7os1LCbZQZVO42nuM_a1nymDgpavrjO8B6xcQ4TGtZmz80/s320/mamas+blog+045.jpg" border="0" /></a> Baby "B"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here are the first pictures of "Baby A" and "Baby B".<br /><div align="left"><br /><br />I look at these pictures several times a day, and think about the little lives inside of me all the time. It's amazing how much I love both these babies even though I didn't know there were two a week ago!!!</div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-41027342180021528672008-12-18T16:40:00.000-08:002008-12-18T18:32:34.245-08:00Surprise!This week has probably been the most life changing week EVER. I have been waiting to share the news that I am pregnant, but haven't been sure how far along I am so I wanted to wait until I was 3 months along for sure before I pasted it all over the internet.<br /><br />I went in for my first ultrasound this pregnancy on Tuesday to find out just how far along I am. I found out that I am 14 weeks along. . . . with TWINS!!! I of course had to tell Nate to sit down when I called him with the news. He took it like a champ. <br /><br />I have been so tired and so sick with this pregnancy that it was a bit validating to find out there was a reason for how difficult this has been so far. I never in my life thought I would hear those words. . . . but now that I have, I am up to the challenge. I have had so many different reactions from friends and family members and I must say all reactions have been very positive and supportive. I have had some pretty good laughs (along with some tears) as I've shared this news.<br /><br />Juniper has been so sweet about there being two babies. She said, "you can hold one and I can hold one". I think she'll be the most amazing big sister, and I thank God for having the opportunity to be a mother to just one little girl.<br /><br />Life throws us curve balls - I can tell you that for sure!!!!<br /><br />I hope to be better about blogging as I share this new and exciting life experience.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-32742381548704316772008-11-08T09:14:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:27:38.311-08:00I feel so happy!Yep, I am one of the many American people who feels SO HAPPY about Barack Obama winning the recent election. I am particularly happy that there wasn't confusion about the ballots, no hanging chads or other annoying hang ups. It was a landslide. I love that! I have felt like I want to write a song, or a poem about this historical time. . . so here it goes.<br /><br />Thank you, America.<br />For voting for Obama.<br />For judging a man "not by the color of his skin, but by the content of his character".<br />Thank you, America.<br />For your excitement.<br />For your enthusiasm.<br />For your genuine desire to elect a new leader like no other.<br />I never thought that in my lifetime I would witness something so historical.<br />Children of our country, have confidence.<br />You can be anything you want to be.<br />Grandparents of our country, have confidence. <br />You can trust us to keep the American Dream alive.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-3284926035342782202008-10-02T08:48:00.001-07:002008-10-02T08:58:09.311-07:00Who's been hiding this stuff from me?<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWuCqAW_9PtQI5InnUneeWQF09MaDjDxoNpQSrdUwdDaZleEdUYg-NupwBhQrw-_21y96PcfumOIOWsL_CRrFjtCx5dGfhd29A2fxzLE8F3Gz3qj36t4Aten5qQltF90ulmGZkUn9ci2M/s1600-h/mamas+blog+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252585104956345442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWuCqAW_9PtQI5InnUneeWQF09MaDjDxoNpQSrdUwdDaZleEdUYg-NupwBhQrw-_21y96PcfumOIOWsL_CRrFjtCx5dGfhd29A2fxzLE8F3Gz3qj36t4Aten5qQltF90ulmGZkUn9ci2M/s320/mamas+blog+017.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffff33;">Okay, no one. But I can't believe I didn't discover it sooner. I'm here to show off just how darling I've made some of the lightswitches around my house. I've used Mod Podge and craftbooking paper that I found at a darling new paper store in Poulsbo. I'm not one for craftbooking, but I think I'm going to become very into the fun paper I can cover things with!<br /><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwGUSO_KYw8Mfyzt1HR8ISzkJMuIyrln07nON6TTFi1vXNhZes7-7pAIaK2Z1yd8IFigz88vnTl5xusDvZ6dArMmUbhPOyP8k4rVjZ1hxpNlO3cmnSjH4dLgX1qb9fOExUlUluOTaWsCY/s1600-h/mamas+blog+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252585128118797058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwGUSO_KYw8Mfyzt1HR8ISzkJMuIyrln07nON6TTFi1vXNhZes7-7pAIaK2Z1yd8IFigz88vnTl5xusDvZ6dArMmUbhPOyP8k4rVjZ1hxpNlO3cmnSjH4dLgX1qb9fOExUlUluOTaWsCY/s320/mamas+blog+008.jpg" border="0" /></a> living room</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iZUWwym7ZCZIQ5Yqvq9HAQj40uFv9LzTNLF2sF_kt1IyIPKtuPaeEIArZ2v9XSWa6QJwsA860sp7z4FsschtFImMd8RhXy_pLEYtHIjkfbN60TUvu67JBmK1MhsvpV8CtSnHKdN6hjM/s1600-h/mamas+blog+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252585131051093714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iZUWwym7ZCZIQ5Yqvq9HAQj40uFv9LzTNLF2sF_kt1IyIPKtuPaeEIArZ2v9XSWa6QJwsA860sp7z4FsschtFImMd8RhXy_pLEYtHIjkfbN60TUvu67JBmK1MhsvpV8CtSnHKdN6hjM/s320/mamas+blog+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> hallway</p><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLo90gpVMBp6GhRGZESE9LVzYkyB2f9Z8_3tufdqad5gPiaSwGy553TDgkLac8kxRXisf7D3WT2TI6YS37id3KHeyDNopFpJYnkwR-6aldWFsDxKxrAqFvOKEXy99PU5_tq5Dnj9owYgE/s1600-h/mamas+blog+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252585128344428034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLo90gpVMBp6GhRGZESE9LVzYkyB2f9Z8_3tufdqad5gPiaSwGy553TDgkLac8kxRXisf7D3WT2TI6YS37id3KHeyDNopFpJYnkwR-6aldWFsDxKxrAqFvOKEXy99PU5_tq5Dnj9owYgE/s320/mamas+blog+010.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>half bath</p><p align="center"><br /> </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-UYPyI4ksU0neDLUm_LyuMTJt85c5hvKBlkBQ9oCq3jNSgmGhFRXHkYhZw65d8Wuvy8wzPX15RE3jXkcqp7GTpPLS-yZLx4p4UWwYRMOzie_bJ91HjZ3Or1939Sa11WldVqn1uNwXgyI/s1600-h/mamas+blog+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252585134290155810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-UYPyI4ksU0neDLUm_LyuMTJt85c5hvKBlkBQ9oCq3jNSgmGhFRXHkYhZw65d8Wuvy8wzPX15RE3jXkcqp7GTpPLS-yZLx4p4UWwYRMOzie_bJ91HjZ3Or1939Sa11WldVqn1uNwXgyI/s320/mamas+blog+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="center">kitchen</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-36071161205031157952008-10-01T14:24:00.000-07:002008-10-01T14:29:15.160-07:00Precious Girl<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2aITmfafpH78i0dY1Apw4SJwx4TzaybKmqzrHLXoWcezd0oGd6vL5OzFAiveXCw62GHgUIYvplVyOgAqC9qlyx8s1tJi07xH1ziadrLgGBTdA0fwvbZuE1NK6t7VTv0glJ-Vw7kolmQ/s1600-h/mamas+blog+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252300375775890242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2aITmfafpH78i0dY1Apw4SJwx4TzaybKmqzrHLXoWcezd0oGd6vL5OzFAiveXCw62GHgUIYvplVyOgAqC9qlyx8s1tJi07xH1ziadrLgGBTdA0fwvbZuE1NK6t7VTv0glJ-Vw7kolmQ/s400/mamas+blog+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivWyLIX5YasO2ei6SyJv18oSJbC1dOpTAeGqgBkWpxajBKMLCLXxD55eJpz-9gtoPe9ecqhqZZ3yrbEfpzM9ymKoXcS5w-3azPkl-9s_wpz8Moj7nulEESmCb09sSBidt_VpLZ68tHu_0/s1600-h/mamas+blog+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252300375322719682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivWyLIX5YasO2ei6SyJv18oSJbC1dOpTAeGqgBkWpxajBKMLCLXxD55eJpz-9gtoPe9ecqhqZZ3yrbEfpzM9ymKoXcS5w-3azPkl-9s_wpz8Moj7nulEESmCb09sSBidt_VpLZ68tHu_0/s400/mamas+blog+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>The other morning I came up from the basement where I had been trying to organize my laundry nightmare. This is the little girl I found playing upstairs. When asked what she was doing, she replied, "we're having a birthday party."</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-24273010223974713152008-09-22T10:30:00.000-07:002008-09-22T10:32:22.258-07:00My heart belongs to. . . . .<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtsiUUmv1LTbcmisD4g3kM9YdUKOHLuIGAjLsPpKFBi8xOuez_tjTpkpIckholeRbmXBN6yG7oQcl1tW10-cqAnWshq_EurLBLZemXUaW3ydyuQb2HhtbPoxpgyDwFFQLiabgSXazcQQc/s1600-h/summer+%2708+115.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248899807673499970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtsiUUmv1LTbcmisD4g3kM9YdUKOHLuIGAjLsPpKFBi8xOuez_tjTpkpIckholeRbmXBN6yG7oQcl1tW10-cqAnWshq_EurLBLZemXUaW3ydyuQb2HhtbPoxpgyDwFFQLiabgSXazcQQc/s400/summer+%2708+115.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-11505357906595541832008-09-14T21:43:00.001-07:002008-09-14T21:50:06.295-07:00I think it's timethat I start getting serious about selling my jewelry and other handmade items. I've been finding every excuse in the book not to do it, despite almost daily encouragement from family, friends and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">acquaintances</span> (SO flattering!). I really WANT to do it, but I've been afraid. So. . . . . I just spent some time on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Etsy</span>. I set up my password and will try to set up my own little shop here in the near future. I think it's worth trying, because I can have as many or as little items up for sale. I can also refer people who are interested in my craftiness to my site. Fun!! Any tips from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Etsy</span> users out there?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-47854433845143365832008-09-06T14:00:00.000-07:002008-09-06T14:26:00.294-07:00I'm going back. . .to some of my favorite old cd's. It's been a couple years since I've broken out the Ani Difranco. I used to be a faithful fan. . . . had all her newest cd's and went to several shows.<br /><br /><br /><br />This morning I listened to some of her political songs. I remembered how I felt five or six years ago when I listened to them. I was going to school to be a social worker and aside from feeling sad, hopeless and worried, I felt that through my profession I could work to make some change. As a stay at home Mom, I don't feel I have as much power to make change (other than raise my daughter with the values I think are important). As I listened to this song today, I felt excited that we have such an amazing presidential candidate in Barack Obama. The following lyrics are to the song "Subdivision", by Ani Difranco. I think we as Americans have the opportunity to rise and make change by voting for Obama. I just love him!<br /><br /><br /><p><span style="color:#ccffff;">Subdivision - Ani Difranco</span><span style="color:#ccffff;"></p></span><span style="color:#ccffff;">white people are so scared of black people</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">they bulldoze out to the country</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and put up houses on little loop-dee-loop streets</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and while america gets its heart cut right out of its chest</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">the berlin wall still runs down main street</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">separating east side from west</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and nothing is stirring, not even a mouse</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">in the boarded-up stores and the broken-down houses</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">so they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">just to prove they got no manners</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">no mercy and no sense</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and i'm wondering what it will take</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">for my city to rise</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">first we admit our mistakes</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">then we open our eyes</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">the ghosts of old buildings are haunting parking lots</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">in the city of good neighbors that history forgot</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">i remember the first time i saw someone</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">lying on the cold street</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">i thought: i can't just walk past here</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">this can't just be true</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">but i learned by example</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">to just keep moving my feet</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">it's amazing the things that we all learn to do</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">so we're led by denial like lambs to the slaughter</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and the old farm road's a four-lane that leads to the mall</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and our dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">i'm wondering what it will take</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">for my country to rise</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">first we admit our mistakes</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and then we open our eyes</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">or nature succumbs to one last dumb decision</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">and america the beautiful</span><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;">is just one big subdivision</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-25954131969824426032008-08-08T07:36:00.000-07:002008-08-08T07:38:36.603-07:00New Blogger on the BlockMy sister in law, Sasha has just started a blog! Yay! I love that all my sisters are bloggers. It's pretty neat. Especially since all of us live far away from eachother, it's a great way to keep in touch across the miles. Here's the link to<br /><br /><a href="http://www.extremeroamer.blogspot.com/">Well Hello. . . </a><br /><br />enjoy!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-37719939906139182162008-07-31T19:35:00.000-07:002008-07-31T19:50:02.986-07:00Going Home<div align="center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvubjP5KjFdnYV_7h4j6ytvtva4iW_QQFotBqWQinjXrz3s99prUP8A-3Ac6WZ7wMAWDnJ2GMxcTJNj4rrNr10ITKeyP1_-Kws7Mtoay7RBnskGH37tk3enVAOWedNZfskJyVRiRgqkuY/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229374602775417570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvubjP5KjFdnYV_7h4j6ytvtva4iW_QQFotBqWQinjXrz3s99prUP8A-3Ac6WZ7wMAWDnJ2GMxcTJNj4rrNr10ITKeyP1_-Kws7Mtoay7RBnskGH37tk3enVAOWedNZfskJyVRiRgqkuY/s400/summer+%2708+106.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>So special. . . . . Juniper with her Great Grandma and Grandpa Burkholder<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXeyK4fSuPr83d5sWbjAXt3UZ7_ZrFSBFM0YzxS0g4-4NvN9SF2y0TcUaLvmXleI_V9HC0LN97zuVDov54GToCj22wv1VAj2v78qTH2fNtcNTlw28SfImy74TMfHQb18Aili5DtPcIfo/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229374044440565074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXeyK4fSuPr83d5sWbjAXt3UZ7_ZrFSBFM0YzxS0g4-4NvN9SF2y0TcUaLvmXleI_V9HC0LN97zuVDov54GToCj22wv1VAj2v78qTH2fNtcNTlw28SfImy74TMfHQb18Aili5DtPcIfo/s400/summer+%2708+033.jpg" border="0" /></a> Juniper holding Ayden - Jenia's baby boy.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDJj5KoaX7vc6s6wg0Nu00W91ZuwscoAUVq0oMydABq3KcFYUqOmBJXu6BNbdmC3szxveQ86hNAOF0GRw7Jd5HWoN_4KRqqvSz0uwcaKXbY4y4THN4b4jb8JwUj3B87AJX7ReFgEXcwKk/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229374041806005490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDJj5KoaX7vc6s6wg0Nu00W91ZuwscoAUVq0oMydABq3KcFYUqOmBJXu6BNbdmC3szxveQ86hNAOF0GRw7Jd5HWoN_4KRqqvSz0uwcaKXbY4y4THN4b4jb8JwUj3B87AJX7ReFgEXcwKk/s400/summer+%2708+068.jpg" border="0" /></a> Cousin Time - Juniper and Ellie<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw1lAO4MitNwU5rceubBmKoW45V7rPQp_9_l2iQ9wo05t2ZOA6ANYTIE0uTBUmMIHMtc5bTtoX3x_mbOBTw-EY7n6VtpYSqNWDckoJkwAyJNrsaZvaWjgIpvKvqpLlmKp81a6kaIlTcLc/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229374046273428674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw1lAO4MitNwU5rceubBmKoW45V7rPQp_9_l2iQ9wo05t2ZOA6ANYTIE0uTBUmMIHMtc5bTtoX3x_mbOBTw-EY7n6VtpYSqNWDckoJkwAyJNrsaZvaWjgIpvKvqpLlmKp81a6kaIlTcLc/s400/summer+%2708+074.jpg" border="0" /></a> So Sweet<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipUQPQO4GpNDU4OJjoC9f2jcN5biT0GMLuRKrZV300psTtBkemsVc7Jh3QSj6VARuNzmaFUJ9XlpUpTTYDRizZJhhTUezvBlqu0KQB28D2vzg46AoSQUUIbRuYdQtceIjhLq4YtNDlSSA/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229374596079854274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipUQPQO4GpNDU4OJjoC9f2jcN5biT0GMLuRKrZV300psTtBkemsVc7Jh3QSj6VARuNzmaFUJ9XlpUpTTYDRizZJhhTUezvBlqu0KQB28D2vzg46AoSQUUIbRuYdQtceIjhLq4YtNDlSSA/s400/summer+%2708+084.jpg" border="0" /></a> A wonderful reunion of friends.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR6_DY_0mzP9o3Xr7ClAadagRuzGGmpqLZBhaPnUuz17jzW7HnxdP71wAHJ11LY4LamUUK91wferXi0X6izbJQto8yXM9pic8EzVVUsbVo2D_UMA9jK1z2LSA0FVql0MaRHetsvyfWFFY/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229374053784184754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR6_DY_0mzP9o3Xr7ClAadagRuzGGmpqLZBhaPnUuz17jzW7HnxdP71wAHJ11LY4LamUUK91wferXi0X6izbJQto8yXM9pic8EzVVUsbVo2D_UMA9jK1z2LSA0FVql0MaRHetsvyfWFFY/s400/summer+%2708+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Juniper with Abigail (Cynthia's darling daughter) and Ayden (Jenia's little guy).<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-63680355752032075752008-07-16T16:57:00.000-07:002008-07-16T17:09:31.665-07:00Nana Time<div align="left">Juniper and I enjoyed a fun evening with Nana on Monday night. We went to two darling places on Bainbridge Island. <a href="http://www.shimasushi.com/">Shima Sushi </a>and <a href="http://www.moraicecream.com/index.html">Mora Ice Cream</a>. Yum!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4JvXtM2Lui05AZpfQmLfDJInUSDI4Cl6hZK4Wo2fo68m57WAwBD2Ie9MuAb51C37Og-2UUG37_YRHr0ogl5KTQNlcZ9Pnb4jHG-49RQ-Gwi9BqS1t4uQfnEtnjht-qprxPfN7pQhlRo/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223767255114542930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4JvXtM2Lui05AZpfQmLfDJInUSDI4Cl6hZK4Wo2fo68m57WAwBD2Ie9MuAb51C37Og-2UUG37_YRHr0ogl5KTQNlcZ9Pnb4jHG-49RQ-Gwi9BqS1t4uQfnEtnjht-qprxPfN7pQhlRo/s400/summer+%2708+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Juniper and Nana by the "ponytail plant". This one's for you, Sash!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-GdzhHyl9uWxQ_wyECW4OeHbtQS7dKgM2HaOalk07gGhQY2oCW00t7ncZB7nUWDsHZsa2xTdQUNYmhZMVcbTbI_6f99Uic48oi4bDVllYh1t7KjwaHnNOG96lwY88Hw2jMGi_XRCrh8/s1600-h/summer+"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223767261171386050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-GdzhHyl9uWxQ_wyECW4OeHbtQS7dKgM2HaOalk07gGhQY2oCW00t7ncZB7nUWDsHZsa2xTdQUNYmhZMVcbTbI_6f99Uic48oi4bDVllYh1t7KjwaHnNOG96lwY88Hw2jMGi_XRCrh8/s400/summer+%2708+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> Juniper and Nana enjoying ice cream.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-33888581212711165812008-07-12T14:02:00.000-07:002008-07-12T14:05:11.368-07:00So true for me. . . . .This quote is on <a href="http://www.lifeofadomesticgoddess.blogspot.com/">my sister's blog</a> and each time I read it I am reminded of how true it is for me. I think it's why working (even just a little bit) has been so good for me. . . . .<br /><br />"I was lonely, dead lonely. And I was to find out then, as I found out so many times, over and over again, that women especially are social beings, who are not content with just husband and family, but must have a community, a group, an exchange with others. A child is not enough. A husband and children, no matter how busy one may be kept by them, are not enough. Young and old, even in the busiest years of our lives, we women especially are victims of the long loneliness." ~Dorothy DayUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-44500919212551344062008-07-09T15:15:00.000-07:002008-07-09T15:22:21.566-07:00The Funny Farm<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTh34Tz9cJk_z9moxR_xWWuuWk7-6FSqK3uTINbfAw3WtsKYGfm5YYd8LXITG_G2yAfMLwKu9eQnyevvhPwlm61cGHztvVYl2CTsviOsDei_Zkflkj2TUNcepppKt68usPn1cfNN9E3vE/s1600-h/farm+house+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221142604113130498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTh34Tz9cJk_z9moxR_xWWuuWk7-6FSqK3uTINbfAw3WtsKYGfm5YYd8LXITG_G2yAfMLwKu9eQnyevvhPwlm61cGHztvVYl2CTsviOsDei_Zkflkj2TUNcepppKt68usPn1cfNN9E3vE/s320/farm+house+022.jpg" border="0" /></a> Juniper and Mocha.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwuoqGrbzc0QyG747ESg2uroqG4GbVuVecHHuak_GvU2PgD2J0I9wHkZlht9efknp98vTqDwnucIvGqG-VMFuHY_Z3cjGn_ssGzItMrE_opyVguh4R6tazQWmcmmpRtG-IPaXIwGhT7dw/s1600-h/farm+house+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221142606229330402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwuoqGrbzc0QyG747ESg2uroqG4GbVuVecHHuak_GvU2PgD2J0I9wHkZlht9efknp98vTqDwnucIvGqG-VMFuHY_Z3cjGn_ssGzItMrE_opyVguh4R6tazQWmcmmpRtG-IPaXIwGhT7dw/s320/farm+house+020.jpg" border="0" /></a> She can't get her head out of the bag!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBn7wZLi3Uj80TBaUtTiH1GV5tZLQnLFRgLw0wtG0WLuLH910tuZ3RSt_1g3DqrIsFwK8oHjgThsluKCfAwdMdvQ4TkK-p7yrF8yCtEloFgh1cW_ezx3tbWrgvXrAL20erYkUdRI3Ev_Y/s1600-h/farm+house+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221142611374975602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBn7wZLi3Uj80TBaUtTiH1GV5tZLQnLFRgLw0wtG0WLuLH910tuZ3RSt_1g3DqrIsFwK8oHjgThsluKCfAwdMdvQ4TkK-p7yrF8yCtEloFgh1cW_ezx3tbWrgvXrAL20erYkUdRI3Ev_Y/s320/farm+house+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> Kingsley plays with Mercury.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy9_va3tBhy0DCRJzAUH-F_YsspvFJAH71p89f9OqEXtrCGfF-BafXQmxZQdEr-qxAIhT38n2qeCJ2KYQDnXv99ppISffbku4IAUv_ItI4nHyR5nL3jZeXrg51hgz5Urji92ECp2KuymQ/s1600-h/farm+house+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221142615322282946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy9_va3tBhy0DCRJzAUH-F_YsspvFJAH71p89f9OqEXtrCGfF-BafXQmxZQdEr-qxAIhT38n2qeCJ2KYQDnXv99ppISffbku4IAUv_ItI4nHyR5nL3jZeXrg51hgz5Urji92ECp2KuymQ/s320/farm+house+013.jpg" border="0" /></a> So sweet.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6RrSVulOAf1iZVP43qTLPKhkXznOpVSjnCZph4-KsyAhvwQYSHTQ7TZPhETLKk4tz8ywJIg8aB6OflhMmQOWTvoLbEGKCVQ-GN61s164jipZBh3annqnUpuN_0mdSQb4ponFQq5psEd4/s1600-h/farm+house+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221142616720862002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6RrSVulOAf1iZVP43qTLPKhkXznOpVSjnCZph4-KsyAhvwQYSHTQ7TZPhETLKk4tz8ywJIg8aB6OflhMmQOWTvoLbEGKCVQ-GN61s164jipZBh3annqnUpuN_0mdSQb4ponFQq5psEd4/s320/farm+house+007.jpg" border="0" /></a> The Mama with Magic.<br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-75324054459233537652008-07-02T23:03:00.000-07:002008-07-02T23:15:55.209-07:00I absolutely love a good bargain.<span style="color:#ff6666;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH1VpDzNNn0pzZz86vH6uO4BTFS3kaOn0y7bvaQdyVEKyW6igC-GpfD1r9RQ3HQd68yf2suVfnW8AoCY0Pev3R9Qo_E8RMTKwtCuB0-84s8NmG4sCO1O9JymNtT5hsj5krvzzMr9K8V1Q/s1600-h/shirt+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218667224423509970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH1VpDzNNn0pzZz86vH6uO4BTFS3kaOn0y7bvaQdyVEKyW6igC-GpfD1r9RQ3HQd68yf2suVfnW8AoCY0Pev3R9Qo_E8RMTKwtCuB0-84s8NmG4sCO1O9JymNtT5hsj5krvzzMr9K8V1Q/s400/shirt+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">I mean <strong>really, really</strong> love a good bargain. I pride myself on being a good bargain hunter and this past weekend I had a strike of good luck. I found a little kitchen for Juniper at a huge rummage sale. I've been looking for one FOREVER. It was marked at $5.00 but Noma (my mother in law) talked them down to $3.00 (and paid for it - thanks Nana!) I also found a BRAND NEW Sigg water bottle (</span><a href="http://www.mysigg.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=227"><span style="color:#ff6666;">this one </span></a><span style="color:#ff6666;">to be exact) for .50 cents - yes .50 cents at a local garage sale!!! It has brought me so much joy to drink out of because I've been wanting one, but haven't wanted to pay the retail price for one. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">Enjoy the picture of Miss Juniper by her new kitchen. She loves it and I just don't think you can get a much cuter plastic kitchen:)</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-82845526864431214172008-06-25T15:54:00.000-07:002008-06-25T16:07:05.050-07:00New Kittens<span style="color:#33ff33;">I mentioned in my last post that we just got two new kittens. I guess it's just a farm over here!!! Anyway, here are some pictures of Rainbow (Juniper named her little white kitten) and Magic (I named the little dark gray one). We love them so much!!! They started out as little outdoor porch kitties, but have worked their way into our hearts and home:) I also thought I'd share a picture of my newly painted kitchen door (look closely at the reflection in the window - it's cute).</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHogxZGuQIB7cwsivW_OphSR6PwKtF2sDsBzOewxZqukP0u5P9FOBYH7vs_cQm0xaPhFu1Oc6SP2aCiWoeXn_JOtVjD9RgmkirFag8vZA4TSXzhdJxyJdsFAYkYiNZ-vzDh0phkNvEYEk/s1600-h/mama"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215959180771527058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHogxZGuQIB7cwsivW_OphSR6PwKtF2sDsBzOewxZqukP0u5P9FOBYH7vs_cQm0xaPhFu1Oc6SP2aCiWoeXn_JOtVjD9RgmkirFag8vZA4TSXzhdJxyJdsFAYkYiNZ-vzDh0phkNvEYEk/s400/mama's+photos+213.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4N9qNVuxYMotpgJraQrelNwu7z0Ojl3DxIv6vIjD8fLeuNFnP0bjFFYksweIHv0f9Pv3hfs1q95I99bV9hpFDJEjmoOaqH8rRLmqXK9R_dSkM-zupcOX3ZeFQYgM2x2t5Mwb_K5u9ME/s1600-h/mama"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215959184265260354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4N9qNVuxYMotpgJraQrelNwu7z0Ojl3DxIv6vIjD8fLeuNFnP0bjFFYksweIHv0f9Pv3hfs1q95I99bV9hpFDJEjmoOaqH8rRLmqXK9R_dSkM-zupcOX3ZeFQYgM2x2t5Mwb_K5u9ME/s400/mama's+photos+216.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbI1hwO7dbmjwKJhMADOMb9S50Typrk-woOvcvJdhnKaIVkiCgdXmBIbTKImixk959PyToMzjPI018l6T1tnzydK-EexRExJyIsHgFaVr0SIV5bv9ZRixXhbnfuT65ICxqL6Mbvj6QbNs/s1600-h/mama"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215959189665301394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbI1hwO7dbmjwKJhMADOMb9S50Typrk-woOvcvJdhnKaIVkiCgdXmBIbTKImixk959PyToMzjPI018l6T1tnzydK-EexRExJyIsHgFaVr0SIV5bv9ZRixXhbnfuT65ICxqL6Mbvj6QbNs/s400/mama's+photos+218.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcIvWwKdcClLrRdrq_R3x5aGGLHqb71hG437O4GYiQeioFwm3DZZyagYnCx2cJlkOtx9bQJTNPSsJbv1_O0BMvZ2SMIcUB8buX8RaAo_2aSw7jXVGV-2fNTgbxFhRKYiGS-dV_ZYtQ6w/s1600-h/mama"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215959192397209026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcIvWwKdcClLrRdrq_R3x5aGGLHqb71hG437O4GYiQeioFwm3DZZyagYnCx2cJlkOtx9bQJTNPSsJbv1_O0BMvZ2SMIcUB8buX8RaAo_2aSw7jXVGV-2fNTgbxFhRKYiGS-dV_ZYtQ6w/s400/mama's+photos+236.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtkA6tOC42WIQ8YAWG1BnNQKydMzPyYX-JygeEN3B7nGC8Kcgr6bFc6XGp1BBWeI2IE5-Zxd9IJ8Q3wVu0cU756YSCE4lnbERliqpD70OZgdosv223q2DuoGIICUoeeqBgIx9Qb2ZQfyQ/s1600-h/mama"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215959195609109890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtkA6tOC42WIQ8YAWG1BnNQKydMzPyYX-JygeEN3B7nGC8Kcgr6bFc6XGp1BBWeI2IE5-Zxd9IJ8Q3wVu0cU756YSCE4lnbERliqpD70OZgdosv223q2DuoGIICUoeeqBgIx9Qb2ZQfyQ/s400/mama's+photos+222.jpg" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-23479151880464848172008-06-18T22:10:00.000-07:002008-06-18T22:23:33.361-07:00It's been 5 weeks?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ45ZVW1XeWEUFlvjezk78jWW6yCN60KImDBnF-sLj_Qals3FCMYv1vd1uGW0ZfItm28zT5wHe6gCJsy0Ovz5pAsa7NKvwZNiSdk8ZZFTxfUfQ66TzNVvqkK8_kbbTSsnf4NIWrsZE9jU/s1600-h/chicken+catcher+juniPer+179.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213458842322361186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ45ZVW1XeWEUFlvjezk78jWW6yCN60KImDBnF-sLj_Qals3FCMYv1vd1uGW0ZfItm28zT5wHe6gCJsy0Ovz5pAsa7NKvwZNiSdk8ZZFTxfUfQ66TzNVvqkK8_kbbTSsnf4NIWrsZE9jU/s400/chicken+catcher+juniPer+179.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzWOxQew4deL0sBO6Qo-GS35NhRPvdde3lf3unH5Sz9r8nVv6f8ybKJBSbJUCqfm7pg-BJpxmk4T7B0KDrW3Xx82wGMMnh6X6yYeamcfGQRWf8ndLTUTVaXV2fRm_xdnP0flxlAZY5zo/s1600-h/chicken+catcher+juniPer+173.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213458530192849506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzWOxQew4deL0sBO6Qo-GS35NhRPvdde3lf3unH5Sz9r8nVv6f8ybKJBSbJUCqfm7pg-BJpxmk4T7B0KDrW3Xx82wGMMnh6X6yYeamcfGQRWf8ndLTUTVaXV2fRm_xdnP0flxlAZY5zo/s400/chicken+catcher+juniPer+173.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;">I saw on my sister's blog that it's been 5 weeks since I last posted!!! I think about my blog all the time, but didn't realize that it had been that long since I filled any interested people in on my life. I have so many ideas brewing in my head for what to post next. . . . . I guess it doesn't have to be too exciting. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;">I am totally into painting lately. I've painted my kitchen a light blue gray, the kitchen door bright green on the outside, dark teal on the inside, and the door down to our basement dark teal. Nate thinks I've gone crazy. I really have just gotten over my fear of tackling big tasks. I am planning to do nearly the entire interior of my home by the time summer is over. I'll take pics and post them soon (I know you don't believe me, but I hope to:)</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;">We still have three chickens. . . . no eggs yet, but our family is fully enjoying chicken personalities. Juniper and I also got two new little kittens today. . . . now I'll admit that I'm crazy for that one (not really. they are very cute and sweet and will be outdoor kitties).</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;">I love my new job. This Saturday will be my 6th Saturday of slinging coffee drinks to the Kingston Locals. I love it. I miss my little girl while I'm gone, but know it's good for all of us involved. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;">How's that for a little update?</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-79399015851449045822008-05-14T08:45:00.000-07:002008-05-14T08:49:38.031-07:00I love this<div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of a tree,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she went out on a limb.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of the sea,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she rocked the boat.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of community,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she mended fences.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of the stars,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she let her light shine.<br />For the love of a good time,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she sowed seeds of happiness.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of the Goddess,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she drew down the moon.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of nature,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she made compost.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of a good meal,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she gave thanks.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of family,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she reconciled differences.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of creativity,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she entertained new possibilities.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of her enemies,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she suspended judgment.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">For the love of herself,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">she acknowledged her worth.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">And the world was richer for her. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;"><br />By Charlotte Tall Mountain</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-5890354284384586252008-05-12T11:33:00.000-07:002008-05-12T11:52:41.018-07:00This past weekend<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuInNMlkq6P7F9RxNIG6t1h-JHp8dShvj3B_slN752gvKdyp9pg9TF0SmS-Zrd1IvN_Nohqx2avyF0932O-Gu9_B5BUQJVt2tRVpe2aBtG34WURk4qPVDrpINDKKAuZedO1UT5sC2rEgE/s1600-h/ken"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199565152631395650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuInNMlkq6P7F9RxNIG6t1h-JHp8dShvj3B_slN752gvKdyp9pg9TF0SmS-Zrd1IvN_Nohqx2avyF0932O-Gu9_B5BUQJVt2tRVpe2aBtG34WURk4qPVDrpINDKKAuZedO1UT5sC2rEgE/s400/ken's+visit+140.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffcc99;">30 Now!!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2YxWGtqy2FoIHSppqWKxaFMEk8zSCSukfqAzjH3Pz80THIvexVElcmkmMX7EHKIEwa54I1us83o3I79KkFQnqDw55kXCEc7aAOmv6oK8Sidpy7O_QmtdYsG-zw9OBzVOtLmQ-2ci4RLo/s1600-h/ken"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199565178401199442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2YxWGtqy2FoIHSppqWKxaFMEk8zSCSukfqAzjH3Pz80THIvexVElcmkmMX7EHKIEwa54I1us83o3I79KkFQnqDw55kXCEc7aAOmv6oK8Sidpy7O_QmtdYsG-zw9OBzVOtLmQ-2ci4RLo/s400/ken's+visit+189.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffcc99;">Precious Girl</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjir_mcegPET-Pc8e9jVZWlfjUHt5M5-BQ3h1dAJ8pG95Kke9K_DwyVOr-xgv6KuLIKHVJRzuFLTxric9bnntbleWnIqxIKW0wGtO7GYMfxPdnAe2dQHIUGpwYPvyy_05UlM17JJm4UmE4/s1600-h/k2+138.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199565199876035938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjir_mcegPET-Pc8e9jVZWlfjUHt5M5-BQ3h1dAJ8pG95Kke9K_DwyVOr-xgv6KuLIKHVJRzuFLTxric9bnntbleWnIqxIKW0wGtO7GYMfxPdnAe2dQHIUGpwYPvyy_05UlM17JJm4UmE4/s400/k2+138.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#33ffff;">Juniper holding Mocha the chicken</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KiABzeL01lg4_JNIUEi9D__bNi8qo7Bklo15WiNZheXMwS1CmHLnVM4IAqkZAgTdnmSMHySeUJr1OJBTqQT76fXBf15SgnBBEu4XCFjXRDyzT_QVKL7ZSNJpI5Kf_0VkTddlNJnx_CY/s1600-h/ken"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199565221350872434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KiABzeL01lg4_JNIUEi9D__bNi8qo7Bklo15WiNZheXMwS1CmHLnVM4IAqkZAgTdnmSMHySeUJr1OJBTqQT76fXBf15SgnBBEu4XCFjXRDyzT_QVKL7ZSNJpI5Kf_0VkTddlNJnx_CY/s400/ken's+visit+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffff33;">My New Pass Through. Thanks Dad!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ykLKeILDO2X_K9HMhNiy7aKz6A8jh3Dr2wN3cf5WL3iXtpTvmLIKqBx0TNLlD1Kooz6_6jKt1EUdDqfNMsNHh79XSqE_-3fEhoLRrofF-gihPSIROwjK0ILdrsiilI1h0SZ6zaAPdnY/s1600-h/ken"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199565238530741634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ykLKeILDO2X_K9HMhNiy7aKz6A8jh3Dr2wN3cf5WL3iXtpTvmLIKqBx0TNLlD1Kooz6_6jKt1EUdDqfNMsNHh79XSqE_-3fEhoLRrofF-gihPSIROwjK0ILdrsiilI1h0SZ6zaAPdnY/s400/ken's+visit+062.jpg" border="0" /></a>My Cute little family. <br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-82542604601730703782008-05-12T10:00:00.000-07:002008-05-12T10:22:59.386-07:00I'm 30 now.Well, I'm 30 now. I've been busy in the past couple weeks (hence no posting). Juniper and I were out of town, then Nate was out of town and during that time I embarked upon the challenge of finally weaning Juniper. That was exhausting and trying, but I survived and so did she. It's been nice to know she still loves me and is still a happy little girl (irrational mother guilt thoughts on what would have happened if I took away her favorite thing). <br /><br />So now I'm 30 and am no longer nursing my little girl. I feel independent and my body is my own again (for the first time in over 3 years if I include pregnancy). It has been a HUGE change for the better for me.<br /><br />My parents came to visit this past weekend and my Dad helped put a pass through in the wall between our kitchen and dining room. I'll hopefully post pictures when I figure out how to do it from this computer:) I'll also post pictures of our chickens that are now big and wander around the yard all day. <br /><br />Oh - also one more thing in my life that is good. . . . . I got a little job. I'll be working as a barista on Saturday mornings at my friends little coffee shop in Kingston. I feel so fortunate that I don't need to have a job and that I am able to stay at home with Juniper, but I thought it would be fun to get a break, make coffee and chat with adults for a little while. <br /><br />Okay - gotta run. If I try to make this too long, the post won't happen. Thanks for tuning in.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-64630549207361075662008-04-21T17:02:00.000-07:002008-04-21T17:04:06.318-07:00I'm baaaack!Well, we're back. We're tired. We had so much fun and made more memories while spending time with family in Boise. I am looking forward to getting back into our routine and anticipate having a little more time to spend blogging. I've needed an outlet to process my thoughts!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-7161107889734118992008-04-13T21:28:00.000-07:002008-04-13T21:33:03.366-07:00I'm still here<span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Yeah, I am still around with the full intention of keeping up my blog. I really enjoy it, I was just thrown for a loop when my computer crashed. I thought I'd update any loyal readers (thanks to the sisters and mothers in my life) that Juniper and I will be out of town for a week. We are going to Boise to see family. Fun!!! Maybe if the techno gadgets are available I can post from there. If not, check back in a week to see if I have anything new going on. I am working on an outrageous wish list for my upcoming 30th birthday. Hopefully I'll be sharing it soon.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7058054216328437967.post-56638510662876853252008-04-08T21:06:00.000-07:002008-04-08T21:18:35.275-07:00It's been a long time<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ffcc66;">since a television program really stuck with me. Last week, Nate and I both stayed up late (for us) watching Frontline's new documentary <a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/badvoodoo">Bad Voodoo's War </a>on PBS. I went through a range of emotions watching these very human soldiers telling their story from Iraq. I encourage everyone to check it out no matter what your position is on the current war.</span> </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0