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I already shared about my husband’s heart attack here.  That was September.  Now, fast forward to December.  Last week he got his blood test results back.They were AMAZING. LDL of 43! (Is there such a thing as TOO low an LDL?)  He’s been in cardio-rehab for months, and he’s been working very hard at diet and exercise…lifestyle changes in the most extreme way.  Now that he is graduating from

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For years, I have been begging my husband to let us get a dog.  Years.  He finally agreed in June to let us get one.  So, I began searching for the perfect family dog.  Of course, I have since come to realize that no dog is perfect.  Those were my lofty dreams.  I wanted a dog that wouldn’t poop where it wasn’t supposed to,  would sleep when I wanted it to, would bark only when barked at, would

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It’s still December.  December 14.  I was thinking today about one year ago.  One year ago, we were preparing for Christmas.  Marge, my mother in law, was at the nursing home. She had a tough year.  For the entire year, she had been in and out of the hospital and nursing home. She had MS.  Had been diagnosed with it in the early 80s.  She lived basically symptom free for years.  Then, in 1996,

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This morning, I tried to write my Christmas letter.  Tried, and failed.  How do you write a year’s worth of life-changing events in one page and not lose the readers? I don’t want to be “one of those”… who write a four page sad Christmas letter and end with Merry Christmas!…. you know who you are. So, I decided this.  I will take the next couple of weeks and actually blog.  And instead of

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I wrote this a couple of weeks ago.  What a whirlwhind these couple of weeks have been….. They say you don’t get second chances in life. But, as I lay in my bed, with my husband by my side, my eyes are fixated on the rise and fall of his chest.  I lay my head on his chest and listen to hear the steady beat of his heart… I’ve done that a million times over the last 23 years… and this time, I weep

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Dear Ariane, I just wanted to tell you that I am blogging tonight just because I saw you and you said something about my blog!  I am in a hotel room in your home town tonight (well, your almost-home town) and thinking of you! Good luck with the new venture and Garen’s new job! I’m truly very excited for you!  Now go make a comment so I know you read this.   Love you!   PS My dream is to

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I had a fun day on monday babysitting my sweet little granddaughter (left) and her friend Bella.  They played in the garden with the flowers.  Lulu pulled all the petals off a flower and had a great time. It was so cute. I snapped this photo just as Bella was staring right at the camera.  They are four months apart.  Bella is four months older.  And they are so much fun! Its so fun to see how

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I cut my dad’s hair today. I think he was leery of letting me do it.  But, the alternative was for him to PAY someone to do it. He wasn’t ABOUT to do that. I didn’t do too bad.  What do you think? Before: After:

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31. I’m thankful it’s summer when the dog threw up in his crate twice.  That way I could just drag it out to the hose and hose it off.  That doesn’t happen real easily in the winter time. 32. I’m thankful I have the Dr.’s email address so I can email him in the middle of the night when my brother in law is throwing up and ask what his thoughts are this time. 33. I’m thankful all the throwing up

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22. Weight Watchers Bonus Points. 23. 81 degree breezy summer days, warm, and cool, all at the same time. 24. diet coke. 25. The book of Ecclesiastes and the realization of what is of value in life. “A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of death better than one day of birth” Ecc. 7:1  26. Beauty that is deeper than the surface of one’s outward appearance. 27. yellow flowers

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14. sunflower seeds, salty and nutty. 15. half lemonade/half tea 16. weight watchers bonus points 17. white cheddar popcorn seasoning. 18. fresh veggies 19. vacuum cleaners 20. appliance repairman 21.  technology

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I have been reading Ann Voskamp’s book “One Thousand Gifts”.  In her book, Mrs. Voskamp recites things she is thankful for.  Not a bucket list, rather a list that encourages us to find joy in our insane lives.  She speaks of finding joy in the midst of our sometimes dark lives.  This book has helped me tremendously as I have walked through the loss of my mother-in-law, whom I dearly loved. 

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I haven’t blogged in so long, I’m not sure I know how to do this. But, this week, I have some things I want to say.  Things I want to record in some way…. even if it is just in this blog.  Things that just need to be said. My mother in law passed away this week.  On my 43rd birthday to be exact.  Tonight, as I lay there trying to sleep, I had to remind myself that this wasn’t a dream.  Although

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I just got Jonathan Acuff’s book “Stuff Christians Like” this week, and I’ve been thumbing through it.  So much in there that cracks. me. up. We are weird Christians, for sure.  The book is hysterical.  And at the same time, very thought provoking.  I found myself thinking…yeah…why the HECK DO WE do these crazy things??? This one is one of my personal favorites: “THROWING THE DEVIL UNDER THE

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All over the blogosphere, bloggers are recording their last thoughts of the year.  Resolutions…profound thoughts… things they regret…things they are proud of… things. Me?  I sent one profound email out today and that was my quota for deep thoughts.  Personally, I’m ready for this year to be over with. Trust me…there were some amazing days, weeks in 2010.  My all time favorites: 1. Lindsey and

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Okay family…don’t kill me.  Some of these are not the most flattering, I know.  But, just remember that not many people read this blog.   Christmas 2010 VIEW SLIDE SHOW

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Emily sang with the college choir at a Christmas program this year.  It was intense practicing… but she had a great time. And some photos after her December dance recital. They don’t allow photos during the recital, so I snapped these afterwards.  She loves to pose.

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Well, I baked. These little guys… I’ve made them twice now.  They are so addicting. And these… I will never bake again.  They look good, but they are a pain.  The recipe says I should have gotten 48.  I got 36.  I hope they taste good because I was so mad at them I refused to eat them. And then I did these. In my favorite raspberry. I went to the thrift shop and picked up a bunch of

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Since I have a nice camera, I get to be the one who takes all the pictures of Eily.  So, that means I get to post them first.  She’s five months old this week.  And she’s beautiful. That dimple on her right cheek is to die for.

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Got a message from Abbie today that she is going to the doc in Trinidad.  She’s been not feeling real well… and last week she cut her finger with a knife.  It should have had stitches when it happened but it has only gotten worse over the last few days, swollen and huge… and just not. good.  She made the mistake of taking a picture and sending it to me. What can I say except that I’m a mom?  I

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I posted 12 days ago.  It’s ironic.  Just last night I sat down to write my Christmas letter and I was trying to fashion our letter in the form of a song to the tune of the 12 days of Christmas. Yeah, it wasn’t working for me either. I have issues with Christmas letters.  I want to write them all the time.  I always want to. I do I do.  But, when it comes down to it, I bore my self with the

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I haven’t blogged in well, forever.  I’ve pretty much decided that life is “whatever will be will be”.  So, a real quick catch up post, in list form. 1. I could win an award for the ugliest Christmas tree.  We might have time to decorate this ugly tree after the holidays. 2. I made the mistake of buying not-Starbucks coffee from the grocery store last week. Millstone. I can hardly stand to

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Dear Nate, First of all, you. crack. me. up. The nine voicemail messages you left me are beyond unbelievably hysterical.  If I weren’t such a hoarder of neatness I would have saved them all in my mailbox to share with other friends.  My favorite message of course was the one where you were begging me to forgive you.  I knew it was in the purest form of sincerity that you delivered your message.

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I am a junkie for google.  Wait.  Maybe I should rephrase that statement. Hi. My name is Tina. I’m a google addict. Want me to prove it?  I’ll try. I couldn’t think of anything to write on my blog (because I’m boring lately).  So, I googled “something to blog about”.  The first hit was a book called…duh… “something to blog about”. It wasn’t what I was looking for so I googled “blog topic ideas

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I thought about proclaiming myself the worst blogger ever and making a trophy out of all the junk on my desk.  But, then, I read another blog today.  It was their only update since June.  So, I lost the contest (hey! it was a contest to me even if it was created in my mind). Why haven’t I blogged lately?  Duh.  I started my own business. Remember?  I don’t know what I was thinking.  I

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I’ve been experimenting some on twitter this week.  Months ago, I started like three different twitter accounts and couldn’t figure out how to do it.  The one that I named “Tortelitha”?  Yeah, can’t figure out the password anymore. So, this past week, I’ve figured out a few things on Twitter. 1. To get followers you have to tweet. 2. To get followers you have to follow. 3. One message = a

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Right now, I’m supposed to be cleaning the kitchen.  But, the coffee isn’t ready yet.  So, I refuse to do it without at least two cups of coffee.  Yes, two. Come on, it’s Saturday! So, I moved my laptop to the kitchen where I am sitting… working on my LIST.  You know… the list of things to clean in the house.  I can definitely tell what I have to clean by well… just opening my eyes.  But the

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I went out this morning just as the sun was coming up and took a few photos around town.

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Lately,  I’ve been messing up a lot with my camera.  I have been absent-mindedly deleting pictures before I save them… or not taking them when I think I am … or other bizarre photography behavior! This morning, I was holding my granddaughter and she gave me the biggest smile.  It was absolutely beautiful.  I could barely see the dimple on her cheek form and the sparkle in her eyes.  It was one

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My Dad’s birthday is in November.  He will be 70.  We all say he’s 70….going on 18.  He’s funny.  In his retirement, we always joke around that he can’t do more than one thing a day. Like, on Monday, he’ll go to the bank.  Then, on Tuesday, he’ll head to the grocery store. Wednesday he might go to the post office to see what it costs to send something to Trinidad from here.  Then, on Thursday,

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I have several people that I’ve been praying for lately. Big stuff going on in their lives… huge things.  Not just your everyday little issues.  Life changing. This morning, I read Psalm 77:1-20.  The Psalmist cries out to God.  He is in deep deep trouble.  He prayed all night long.  He was not comforted.  He was overwhelmed with desire for God to rescue him. He thought of the days gone by…

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My husband says it’s an absurd thing to be mad at.  But, I have to blame someone(thing) and I don’t want the blame. This week I went to my daughter’s home…two hours away.  It was blasted hot in the beginning of the week. And the AC in my car didn’t work. I came home on Wednesday and drove the whole way… 70(ish) mph down the interstate with the windows down. (It was hot.) That evening, I

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A while ago, I mentioned that I was starting my own business.  I decided this morning that I should finally blog a little more about that. Throughout the last 23 years, I’ve worked, stayed home, worked, stayed home, worked, stayed home…it’s been a fluctuation between working outside the home, and staying home with the kids.  For the most part, I’ve been blessed to be a part of a family that

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Waaaaaay back at Abbie’s graduation, we decorated at her grad party with these purple topiaries… the purple topiaries were shoved in the basement…and then became decorations for the baby shower…   And when the baby shower was over, they kind of just “hung” around for a while because we were too lazy to get the ladder out to take them down.  That’s when we realized it. My granddaughter is

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Friday night Shawn and I took Em and her friend Kelsey to the movie. I remember when Emily was reading the book by Kathryn Lasky.  I asked her what it was about.  “Owls”. I thought it sounded really dumb.  But, she promised it was SO NOT dumb. But, fantastic. So, I was prepared for some pretty fantastic movie on Friday night.  Thanks to some spectacular animation by Warner Bros, I was not

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This is one of those times that I wish I had hundreds of readers on my blog.  I want to switch my reader. I used to use bloglines.  But, when I upgraded my computer to office 2007, I liked the ability to subscribe outlook to RSS feeds.  It was handy to have them all right there in my inbox each time I updated. But recently, my RSS Feeds have been jacked up in outlook 2007.  Some of the sites

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    … I will not let facebook and blogs get in the way of the work I have to get done today…. repeat this 100 times. … my handle on my car door broke.  I can’t open it from the inside.  So in order to get out of the car, I have to roll down the window and reach out to the door handle.  Just in time for winter.  nice….. … Lulu’s dedication this weekend means we have company coming from out of

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I remember when our kids were born.  Each time we would have a child, there was a big time of adjustment that came along with having a baby around again.  Sleeping habits, eating schedules, going out… it all changed.  Then, soon, the new changes became the norm. Until another change.  Then, that ushered in the new norm. Until another change… That’s kind of how life evolves right? Norms change

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This morning we crossed another thing off our list.  Say goodbye to Abbie…the first time. She left today for training for three days.  She’ll return on Saturday. On Sunday, we will leave for a service for her and then on Monday, put her on a plane.  So, I like to think today is a “practice goodbye”. This morning, I started the new book that Ang and I are starting to read together.  It’s called

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Abbie leaves home in 6 days…. and leaves the country in 10 days. Earlier this week, we had a get together with some of her friends.  A great group of girls.  I love them all like they are my own daughters. They’ve been friends for a long long time, growing up, sharing hopes, dreams. Sharing life. For the past 18 years, we’ve done all we can to train and raise Abbie to be a God-fearing,

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I have always loved post it notes.  Really just notes of all kinds. Recently, I discovered post it notes for my laptop.   Love it.

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It’s quiet around my house right now.  It 8:30am and everyone’s sleeping in on the holiday morning. I woke up early and started laundry, started to clean the kitchen, started to organize the pantry… and then the coffee was done and was beckoning me to sit with it… So, for the last few minutes, I’ve been reflecting on yesterday’s sermon. For the past few weeks, Pastor John has been talking

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For a few weeks, we have some friends living with us.  They are moving to Trinidad to be missionaries, and needed to be out of their lease before they leave.  So, we were very excited to have them living with us! The other day, Josh said “this is the closest thing to communal living I’ve ever experienced”.  It’s been so great! I love to witness interactions between family members… and

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I am not sure when it happened.  Not the exact time.  But, sometime after our three older kids grew up, Shawn and I couldn’t wait to be grandparents.  We like to talk well into the night of our dreams of life… and I can recall many nights dreaming of what it would be like someday to be a grandma and grandpa.  It isn’t that we are real fond of the idea of getting old… just that we love God’

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I hate nights like this.  Well, usually, I don’t mind them when it’s night…it’s the day after that I hate. It’s 2:25am, and I am wide awake.  I was sound asleep.  But, about an hour ago, Emily came into my room coughing and saying she had a headache, sore throat, stuffy nose, and I could tell she had a fever.  We’ve all been battling this gunk the past three weeks at our house.  My own gunk has

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Shawn’s sister Shanda (above left) went to college this past week.  She’s attending a private Christian college about 4 hours north of here.  We had the privilege of taking her to school and moving her in.  As we were driving away, I was thinking that it seemed like just yesterday when her mom was in the hospital with a broken leg and Shanda was still nursing and I kept her for a week.  She

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Nope.  I didn’t need google.  In the midst of a crazy life, crazy things, I need to be reminded that: 1. God is still in control. 2. The one who complains and gets angry about life – I don’t get to be that girl. 3. God is always looking out for me.  The things He chooses for me to endure are not always pleasant, but they are for my good, and His glory. Who shall separate us from the love of

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Ah… the feet of a one-month-old.  So sweet.  So tender.  So not-calloused.  She knows nothing right now except eating, sleeping, crying, and pooping.  Her day consists of the same thing over and over and over again.  She’s oblivious to changes in her surroundings. Sometimes I wonder if things in my life will ever settle down.  Things just happen all the time.  It seems unbelievable when I

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I’m home sick today.  Miserable is more like it.  My daughter asked me if I am going to stay home tomorrow too so she could make me breakfast in bed.  I said “no. I’ll probably go to work.” She said “Why? If you don’t feel good, maybe you should stay home.” Because that’s what grownups do.  We go to work when we don’t feel good.  We cook when we don’t feel like it. We do a lot of things we

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Here is my #1 reason for wanting to work from home…. when we shared the news with her, she was SO excited.     

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Just yesterday, I blogged about my beautiful granddaughter and all the things that has happened in the past three weeks since she’s been born. What I didn’t tell you, blogosphere, is that yesterday I gave three weeks notice at my current job.  I wanted to give my boss the opportunity to hear it from me first. For the past year, my life has been changing rapidly.  I quit my job at our family

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My granddaughter is three weeks old today.  Three weeks.  She is super duper cute, and it’s so hard to not just take pictures of her constantly.  In some ways, three weeks seems like a long time.  In other ways, it seems so very short. Really, three weeks is relative.  To wait three weeks for something you ordered online today is an incredibly long wait.  But, to be able to accomplish

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  I don’t know, but I think I might just have the only story this interesting in blogosphere.  At about 1:30am this morning, we heard a loud boom.  I jolted up and said “WHAT WAS THAT?” Then said “Go check honey”. We both kind of shook our heads and bit and tried to listen if it was storming. It sounded to me like someone slammed the garage door. Shawn got up in his pjs and went out to the

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Dear Friend, Why do you come at the WORST possible times? And you seem to just LOVE to hang out ALL….DAY….LONG…. just nagging and nagging and nagging… and just when I think I’ve gotten rid of you, there you are again. And again. And again. I woke up this morning, there you were.  You followed me to work.  I tried to get rid of you there.  I went to lunch at Hy-Vee…. you had to tag along.  I

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I was ironing my clothes today… and I used spray starch.  As I sprayed my pants, I realized I needed to add that to the Wal-mart list because it was almost gone.  I wondered how many people have never used spray starch before in their lives… or even ironed.  Then, I started thinking about the movie “Hairspray” and how the mom (a fabulous role played by John Travolta by the way) ironed clothes

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My granddaughter is here and I have to say – I could seriously just DIE.  She is SO perfect… SO SO SO SO! 7 lbs 20 inches long sweet beautiful smart perfect Eily Amira. The funniest thing ever… she will always be LuLu to me.  I keep forgetting her name is Eily, I’ve called her LuLu for so long.

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She won’t be mad at me for posting this picture of her on my blog.  Why? Because I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know my blog exists… or even actually, what a blog is.  So, I’m going to take a chance and post a non-flattering picture of her on here. Besides, I think she looks beautiful even here. This is Christine. (I almost edited out the shoulder but then realized it would take me a lot longer

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Fireworks, hot dogs, apple pie, Chevrolet, stars and stripes, BBQs, sparklers, firecrackers, hopscotch, parades… they all incite similar things to Americans.  Sure, we all add our own versions.  Some add camping, ice cream, naps, vacations.  Others add motorcycles, family reunions, and kayaking. Last night, our family went to our local fireworks display.  It was the first time for our son-in-law

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  Have I mentioned that I’m going to be a Gramma?  Have I mentioned that they have chosen a name but aren’t sharing it until after she is born?  Have I mentioned that it doesn’t matter because we (Grandma and Grandpa) have already named her what we will call her. In Shawn’s words, “You guys can call whatever you want.  It’s just the legal name anyway”.   We call her LuLu. This little LuLu is

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Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is exactly what you think it is.  It is a disgusting, sticky, pull apart, fly catcher.  It’s current location is directly above the Dishwater kitchen sink.  I am not sure why, but the Dishwater household has been infested with flies, and well, desperate times call for desperate measures.  Summer brings with it doors opening and closing constantly. Summer

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I can’t remember how to spell it…. but when I was a kid, I went to day camp in California when I was staying with my dad for the summer.  There was a son about it… “We welcome you to Camp Alohny we’re mighty glad you’re here…. we’ll sing you in we’ll sing you out and we will give a might shout! Hail! Hail! The gang’s all here and we welcome you to Alohny!” I can’t believe I can remember it.  My

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One of my favoritist things about summer…. shared with one of my favoritist gals….

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There is good news, and then there is bad news.  The good news is that I have a bumper crop in my garden! The bad news is that the bumper crop is weeds. We’ve had a very rainy busy spring.  Busy means we haven’t had time to weed.  Rainy means the weeds grow and grow and grow. (((((sigh))))) No pictures of my garden this time around ladies and gentlemen.  It’s bad.  Real bad.  I’m so ashamed.

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                Lindsey is on bedrest.  She’s not due until July 22 – if she makes it that long, it will be a long bedrest.  She reads books, magazines, sorts things, and she knits.  She doesn’t like sitting alone very much….it gets pretty boring.  She and Em will be expert knitters when the next few weeks are over.

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My mom has been visiting for a couple of weeks.  She goes home on Tuesday.  It has been fun having her here.  She’s not used to cold weather, so it’s a good thing it’s been 90 zillion degrees lately. I love this lady.  Here are a few mom facts: 1. She’s terrible with technology. I mean ter ri ble. 2. She has a huge addiction to Dairy Queen ice cream every single night. 3. While visiting, she

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Congratulations Abbie Michelle!  We are so proud of you!!!!!!

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It has taken me a little while to mention this.  Not because I haven’t WANTED to, mind you… but because well, there are other things I’ve had to be busy about and mentioning. But, soon, I will be a Grandma for the very first time.  My daughter Lindsey is expecting her first baby. This experience of becoming a Grandma… I’m glad it takes nine months to complete because it is somewhat surreal.  I

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I just realized yesterday that my Hawthorne tree is blooming for the first time.  I know it isn’t much of a tree.  It’s small, thin, wispy… but it’s blooming… and that makes me smile.   In other garden blooming news… I moved my fern from the house to the front porch. I planted… a hydrangea… this thing that I don’t remember the name of (note to self: keep the tags)… and the daisies

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It’s our son-in-law’s 27th birthday today.  We’re just like a lot of families… birthdays are a good time to choose what you want to eat.  His request? Kabobs. Panera Bread style mac and cheese. German Chocolate Cake.  Good choices. He got a new tatoo…  (doesn’t he look tough?) Happy Birthday Joe!  We love you!

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She’s so spoiled.  And she’s always willing to pose for pictures.

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  I don’t know if it’s just being circulated over and over in various forms… and I guess it doesn’t really matter that much.  And if I am reprinting your poem without permission, I am sorry.  I don’t know who you are.  But, this really hit home as we prepare for our sweet Abbie’s graduation. Dear Father: It seems like only yesterday when I addressed the World, to whom I bequeathed one little

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We’re planning a Grad Party. Next weekend.  I can’t believe she’s 18.  Seems like just yesterday…

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I tested out my new lens on the way home by taking a few pics of my BFFs.  My loves…. the ones I cannot live without.

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I have a new laptop.  It’s pretty fancy schmancy – super duper fancy schmancy. Sometimes new computers can be a lot of fun.  And sometimes, they can be really really frustrating…like when you can’t figure out how to move your entire itunes library over to your new computer.  That can be really frustrating. I got all kinds of new things actually… on Mother’s Day.  I bought myself two new

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Technorati Tags: dance,girls,family

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May the 4th Be with you!   Okay... I didn't just make that up. But, I still think it's clever.

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It was perfect. Absolutely perfect. So perfect, in fact, that I don't know where to start.  My aunt works at a florist in town.  They did our flowers. The only thing Lindsey knew she really wanted were blue hydrangeas.  They were stunning.     The food... we decided to do a appetizer buffet. It was a feast to say the least.   Something for everyone.... even Shawn's aunt, who is a vegetarian,

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Wow. Where did the last 9 days go?  Crazy how time flies when you're busy. Yesterday morning, I woke up and looked in the mirror and said to my self "self...your sweet little Lindsey is getting married in three days".  Then, to prevent from crying, I said "self... you need botox". This morning, the weight of what happens in two days is starting to set in.  A whole new stage in life.  A whole

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I intended to bake some cakes tonight. I didn't.  Instead, I worked 10 hours, ate supper, went to my youngest's dance class and watched LOST. I did, however, accomplish one thing wedding-related in between dance and Lost.  I tied ribbon onto the vases and cut the tulle for the centerpieces.  I just tell myself that I just have to do one thing each day. If only the rest of my family would tell

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We have exactly 13 days until the wedding.  Call me crazy but I'm not stressed yet.  I have been trying to make lists of lists so that I don't forget anything.  I've already forgotten lots. I'm trying to focus on the important things... This weekend, on Saturday, we spent some time with our Gourmet Club friends.  I wasn't sure how I would feel about Korean food. I like it. Today, Easter

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Today the bride-to-be and I went to get facials.  If you want to get a facial in this area, give me a call and I'll tell you where to go and where not to go.  The place we went today was so-so.  I probably wouldn't go there again.  It was sufficient... but there was one teensy tiny thing.  The doors and walls were thin.  So, every. single. conversation that occurred in the hair salon was heard in

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But I didn't take one. I came home from work today to find my dear friend Kathy in my front lawn, in a lawn chair, with a paint brush... and all the tree branches for the wedding that needed to be painted.  I didn't tell her...but she had paint all over her face and legs and it was quite cute. I love that woman.  I merely mentioned that we had some branches to paint and would she help... I told

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We're only 17 days away from one of the biggest days in our daughter's life..... we've made lots of lists and checked them a zillion times.  I am pretty sure we're forgetting something, but it won't matter because it'll be too late before we figure that out. And now.... I'm in awe.  In awe that I have a God so big... that in just 17 days, my daughter will marry the man that I've prayed for ...

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It's been a while since I've posted anything on this blog... and we've been busy planning a wedding...

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Seriously, forgetting your password is the most. annoying. thing. ever.I couldn't remember my password to this blogger account. So, I tried everything I could imagine. Every. thing. No dice.After multiple attempts, I decided to take radical action and do the "password recovery". Unfortunately, the email account they sent the information to recover my password no longer existed. duh.So, I tried

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Friday night, my Valentine and I went out to dinner at a great Italian restaurant.  They have the best homemade fettuccini.  He had the pork proscuitto. We also went to see, of course, Valentine's Day.  Saturday, we went to church... and listened to Pastor John talk about sex. In church!!?? Then, out to eat at Carlos O Kellys... I had the margarita chicken... he had the steak and enchilada...

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Haleigh is 23 today. This picture is me and her 22.5 years ago when she was a little over 6 months old. I was a baby... only 21 years old when this picture was taken. It's crazy to think that this tiny little girl has grown up into a beautiful young woman of God. At this age, she was bouncing and moving to her dad's guitar playing. Now, she sings on stage beautifully. The past 23 years have

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February begins the birthday months for us. Shawn kicks it off on the 5th of February, my sister on Feb. 6... then Haleigh on the 12th.... then the 24th is Em's... March 3 is Lindsey's , Shawn's sister Shera on the 14th of March, Shawn's mom on April 7, Abbie on April 24, Shawn's brother on May 16, and I end up the six month stretch on June 1.So, basically, every week, I am either buying a gift

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I am trying to take more pictures this year.  Here are a few of my favorite photos from January so far. New Year's Day toast Emily and her Great Grandma Beulah.   Ailah and her umbrella... ok, this one is actually from December, but it's in the January folder. ;) Our winter freeze.  We had almost a week of this stuff. It was cold, but completely beautiful.   Delicious pink

Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195879296029169084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14966145.post-59581282497668023272010-01-29T07:00:00.000-06:002010-01-29T07:00:06.106-06:00

I'm not EXACTLY sure... but I think that maybe... just maybe... someone didn't want me to know just how bad her room was today. I love the skull and cross bones.  And I don't totally get why there is a key chain hanging there.  Crack. Me. Up.

Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195879296029169084noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14966145.post-46930432937929921072010-01-27T17:51:00.001-06:002010-01-27T17:51:48.001-06:00

Congratulations Abbie and Shanda.  You did it. You're done.  And in record time. Early. I'm so proud of you. Now on to bigger and better things.  Like college and jobs and paying bills like regular grown ups.  I can't wait to see what God does in your lives.  I can't wait to meet the friends you will make in the next few years.  I can't wait to experience life with you.  I don't know what life

Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195879296029169084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14966145.post-61664948690871757332010-01-09T09:37:00.002-06:002010-01-09T09:51:22.305-06:00

My first post of 2010 should really be inspirational.But, for some reason, I think it might be...uh...kind of dumb.It seems so strange to actually be writing "2010". I knew I'd make it here. And actually, I remember when I was 17... I had to do a book report for an English class in high school. I picked out a book from the library and I just couldn't get into it. So, I remember wandering

Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195879296029169084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14966145.post-65807051935936285122009-12-31T12:40:00.005-06:002009-12-31T12:57:44.788-06:00

I have spent most of the morning attempting to think of some profound thing to say to end the year. Something deep and meaningful.... so I looked back at the blog entries from the year... all 81 of them.I wondered if I should make some New Years Resolutions that I won't keep. I know I won't. I have no intention of keeping them. But, I can at least state some things I would definitely LIKE to

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December has been a busy month for us. Here it is 2 days before Christmas and I realized I haven't blogged since November 18. Lots of bloggers take blogging breaks.... this one wasn't on purpose by any means. We've just been busy.Today, as I write this, my heart is heavy. Shawn's mom is in the hospital in pretty fragile condition. She had a pacemaker put in today as her heart doesn't want to

Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195879296029169084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14966145.post-27315428807112086142009-11-18T12:14:00.003-06:002009-11-18T12:27:33.476-06:00

I started a new job about a month ago. I really like it. Mostly because I love the people I work with. I find myself wondering sometimes if I would like the job if it weren't for my co-workers. I might. But isn't it funny how working with people you LOVE makes anything seem better? I could do some horrible horrible things... as long as it was with great people.Anyway, part of my job is

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