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simplifying my life, my finances, my home, my work...</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://auntjanets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://auntjanets.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27541022/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Aunt Janet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01315517910773412595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" /><feedburner:info uri="auntjanetsstrivingforthesimplelife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><geo:lat>41.262178</geo:lat><geo:long>-88.223075</geo:long><feedburner:emailServiceId>AuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://add.my.yahoo.com/rss?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2FAuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/my/addtomyyahoo4.gif">Subscribe with My Yahoo!</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.newsgator.com/ngs/subscriber/subext.aspx?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2FAuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" src="http://www.newsgator.com/images/ngsub1.gif">Subscribe with NewsGator</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://feeds.my.aol.com/add.jsp?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2FAuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" src="http://o.aolcdn.com/favorites.my.aol.com/webmaster/ffclient/webroot/locale/en-US/images/myAOLButtonSmall.gif">Subscribe with My AOL</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.bloglines.com/sub/http://feeds.feedburner.com/AuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" src="http://www.bloglines.com/images/sub_modern11.gif">Subscribe with Bloglines</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.netvibes.com/subscribe.php?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2FAuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" src="http://www.netvibes.com/img/add2netvibes.gif">Subscribe with Netvibes</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://fusion.google.com/add?feedurl=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2FAuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" src="http://buttons.googlesyndication.com/fusion/add.gif">Subscribe with Google</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.pageflakes.com/subscribe.aspx?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2FAuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife" src="http://www.pageflakes.com/ImageFile.ashx?instanceId=Static_4&amp;fileName=ATP_blu_91x17.gif">Subscribe with Pageflakes</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:browserFriendly>My search for the simple life - simplifying my life, my finances, my home, my work... </feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMDQ346cCp7ImA9WhRQEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27541022.post-2400644068176639151</id><published>2011-12-05T21:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:51:12.018-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-05T21:51:12.018-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Interesting Information" /><title>Saint Nicholas</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://auntjanets.blogspot.com/feeds/2400644068176639151/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://auntjanets.blogspot.com/2011/12/saint-nicholas.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27541022/posts/default/2400644068176639151?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27541022/posts/default/2400644068176639151?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AuntJanetsStrivingForTheSimpleLife/~3/e8QQ5FPTU70/saint-nicholas.html" title="Saint Nicholas" /><author><name>Aunt Janet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01315517910773412595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UTPpiFmuk8/Tt1_2eQXPUI/AAAAAAAAAqo/XBz28SUcYw4/s72-c/stnick.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Saint Nicholas Poem 

Holy Bishop St. Nicholas lived farawayNear the Aegean Sea is where Turkey did lay.Travel back with us now to a time long ago.We will visit his country, his life we will know.
We remember this saint, such a holy, good man.Be like him in charity, do all that you can.Many miracles Nicholas hastened to do,Helping people in need with gifts that were new.
Bishop Nicholas traveled 
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We all have sorrow
But if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow

Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

Please swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you don't let show

Lean on me, 
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Fable of the porcupine 

It was the coldest winter ever. Many animals died because of the cold. The porcupines, realizing the situation, decided to group together to keep warm. This way they covered and protected themselves; but the quills of 
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Not me.  I love getting dirt under my nails, sipping a tall cold glass of iced tea, walking past lemon balm, mint, or lavender and getting a whiff of their abundant fragrance.  I love summer!

I have never found a pair of gloves that work right in the 
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innocent and sweet with green leafy wings reaching heavenward.Terri Guillemets
My strawberry season is coming to an end.  We have made strawberry jam and strawberry ice.  The season is ending too soon, and there is definitely not enough strawberry ice.  I have become addicted to this delicious, easy-to-make delicacy.  I call it a delicacy because I'm not 
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If only.  If only I had more money, if only my husband was more attentive, if only my life went according to plan, then my life would be wonderful.  Really?  I don't think so.

God gave you life choices, and you can go wherever you want.  It's called free will.  No matter what the 
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We learn from our experiences.  We also learn from the experience of others.  When we see our young making a wrong move, we try to reach out and give advice.  Sometimes it is taken.  Other times we are told to let them make their own mistakes.  Out of love, 
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the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the Courage to change the things I can,
and the Wisdom to know the difference; 

Living one day at a time; 
Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace;
Taking, as Jesus did, this sinful world as it is,
not as I would have it: 

Trusting that you will make all things right
if I surrender to your will;
that I may be reasonably happy in 
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And next year's words await another voice
And to make an end is to make a beginning.~T.S. Eliot, "Little Gidding"
Without thinking, I searched for a quote for today.  I didn't realize that I picked the same quote from my previous post until after I began working on this post.  Coincidence or is there something that draws me to explore this 
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New Year's Eve was always a big event in my younger years.  My dad would pass out the silver dollars, those that were fond of herring would have a fork full, everyone got a little champagne, and we got to stay up past midnight!  We 
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Did you ever wonder why we eat Turkey on Thanksgiving.  Was it served on the first Thanksgiving feast?

From my reading, there were two writings on the first Thanksgiving at Plymouth in the autumn of 1621.  The first was written by Edward Winslow 
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constant and frequent questioning. For by doubting, we are led to question; and by questioning, we arrive at the truth.Peter Abelard 
As a child, I was encouraged to question.  There were no stupid questions, but, at times, the answers were evaded.  Not necessarily because my parents did not want to answer, but because sometimes there was no explanation, or there were
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Out of all the seasons﻿, autumn comforts my soul.  Nature is nestling down for the long winter.  A bountiful summer, and now it is time to rest.
Pumpkins and hay rack rides.  Walking through a path covered in leaves.  Apple cider and bonfires. Falling in love.  All signs of settling in 
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As I sit here waiting, I started to contemplate all the time that one wastes in a lifetime waiting.  Waiting to graduate, waiting for the next best job, waiting for Mr. or Miss Right, waiting for the tomato sauce to finish canning...
For those of you who have canned, it could be a whole day process, depending on what you are making.  
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There is something to be said about old friends. The one that, even if you haven’t seen each other in eons, you can pick up the conversation like you were never separated. Talking for hours, laughing, crying, reminiscing and making new memories. The type of friend that wouldn’t be 
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I just turned 49, and I was feeling a little down.  My life is not the life I envisioned for myself.  What was and what I imagined it to be are two different pictures.  If I could go back in time, what 
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I have been lost in my garden - my favorite place to be. All the planning, digging, rearranging, planting, and cultivating have taken up most of my off 
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Can you keep a secret? I heard something that I think I wasn’t suppose to hear. I might be getting a sister. She’s supposed to look like a boxer, so I hope she’s not too mean. I miss Puppy and how we used to play. I think it’s a baby, so I’ll get to play mom, and teach her how to sit and stay, and all the things
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May your joys be as bright as the morning, 
And your sorrows merely be shadows that fade, 
In the sunlight of love. 
May you have enough happiness to keep you sweet. 
Enough trials to keep you strong. 
Enough sorrows to keep you human. 
Enough hope to keep you happy. 
Enough failure to keep you humble. 
Enough success to keep you eager. 
Enough friends to give you comfort. 
Enough
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I have been trying to remember the stories that were told to me by a man I highly respected and loved.  I learned from his knowledge passed on to me through stories.  Many were pleasant, yet, there were those that were painful, only retold to try 
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You can't be everything you want to be
Before your time.
Billy Joel

After a motivating Premier Designs Rally, I was telling my husband the events of the weekend.  At lunch one afternoon, the subject turned to Facebook and the games on Facebook.  I admitted that I am addicted to Farmville.  My one friend looked at me in shock, asking how I had time.  She, too, had as 
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I am on a quest - a quest to simplify my life, to eliminate the needless stress that I tend to invite by my actions.  Consciously, but slowly, step by step, I plan to find ways and methods to relieve stress, create time, and simplify.  I yearn for serenity.

Over the next couple of months, I 
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We are going to put words on them ourselves. 
The book is called Opportunity 
and its first chapter is New Year's Day.
Edith Lovejoy Pierce

Alas, 2009 is gone, and a New Year is here! A New Year to hope, to plan, to seek, to love, and to realize dreams. I look forward to this New Year with much anticipation - it will definitely be a good year!


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