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If you have questions or feedback, please contact me at busymomsjournal@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-6070985355788557574Thu, 01 Mar 2012 15:16:00 +00002012-03-01T10:31:09.492-06:00nutritionVegetarianrecipes Last year I posted a vegetarian meatloaf that I made for my vegetarian daughter that even my red-meat loving husband would eat.  Shortly afterwards, my husband and I gave up meat as well, so the vegetarian meatloaf has become a staple in our house.  Without the fat from ground beef, the soy crumbles just didn't want to stick together.  It wasn't pretty, but it was delicious.  I have http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/3Soy66q1kw4/updated-veggie-meat-loafsoooo-good.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=3Soy66q1kw4:DUenx-0tY5c:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/3Soy66q1kw4" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2012/03/updated-veggie-meat-loafsoooo-good.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-3164907074131003513Wed, 29 Feb 2012 02:22:00 +00002012-02-28T20:22:45.920-06:00 My grandmother lost her eyesight early in life due to a combination of Macular Degeneration and Glaucoma. My mom has had Glaucoma for several years, and was just diagnosed with Macular Degeneration. So I'm on a mission to do whatever I can to prevent the same thing from happening to me. I did some research and found that other than not smoking, diet is one of the best ways to help prevent MD.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/sL6BtMY7_dw/baked-kale-chips.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=sL6BtMY7_dw:TLUyIkVX2ms:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=sL6BtMY7_dw:TLUyIkVX2ms:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=sL6BtMY7_dw:TLUyIkVX2ms:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=sL6BtMY7_dw:TLUyIkVX2ms:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=sL6BtMY7_dw:TLUyIkVX2ms:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img 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Day 4 of our two weeks in Snowmass, and we've decided to skip skiing today.  We normally ski every day possible, but the conditions this year are just, frankly, horrible.  The base is around 30", officially, but I don't really see that.  They haven't had any snow, other than the 8 inches they received on the day we flew in, and I think they've tried to move the little snow they do have http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/yFbRsyZH9fs/snowmass-skiing-january-2012.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=yFbRsyZH9fs:AMO9s7WCLXg:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=yFbRsyZH9fs:AMO9s7WCLXg:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a 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<a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=4IVUnyK5v6w:kDI7i3p0DHM:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=4IVUnyK5v6w:kDI7i3p0DHM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=4IVUnyK5v6w:kDI7i3p0DHM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/4IVUnyK5v6w" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2012/01/heres-to-letting-go-of-routine.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-3349895603380526602Sun, 23 Oct 2011 22:14:00 +00002011-10-23T17:14:29.199-05:00educationtravelparentingnorth carolinadaughtersLast week we spent fall break in California, looking at colleges.  At this point in H's college search, we're narrowing the list down, instead of adding to it.  There were six colleges she was strongly interested in before the trip, and afterwards, there were only two.    One thing I learned about California...specifically the Los Angeles and San Francisco areas.  They don't have enough roads http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/5nGezHkEWL0/focusing-on-firsts-not-lasts.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=5nGezHkEWL0:FSITJR2dpnc:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=5nGezHkEWL0:FSITJR2dpnc:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=5nGezHkEWL0:FSITJR2dpnc:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=5nGezHkEWL0:FSITJR2dpnc:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=5nGezHkEWL0:FSITJR2dpnc:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img 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+00002011-10-08T18:04:14.991-05:00V-tachablationnorth carolinahealth and fitnessWe're back in NC.  J's birthday was yesterday, and we decided to do a quick trip up here to meet with the architect and designer for our new house, and hopefully see the beginning of the fall colors.  The fall here is my absolute favorite time of year.  We couldn't have picked a better weekend.  The weather is crisp, the skies are clear and blue, and the colors are starting to peek out.  We can'thttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/M1V8cSBlf4c/exercising-after-ablationyes.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=M1V8cSBlf4c:AjPQa-lSXAk:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=M1V8cSBlf4c:AjPQa-lSXAk:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" 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Two and a half years ago, I started having trouble running.  One day I would run 9 miles with no problems,http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/YVQdwu6o_2A/my-ablation-adventures.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=YVQdwu6o_2A:U-qdqSVwPoQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/YVQdwu6o_2A" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2011/10/my-ablation-adventures.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-1669275244709897520Fri, 22 Jul 2011 14:10:00 +00002011-07-22T09:10:06.735-05:00travelteenagerparentingSomewhere in the last two or three years, my 17 year old daughter has become her own person.  I can't pinpoint when it happened.  It had to be more gradual than overnight, but at some point she stopped loving all the same things that we did.  Sure, we still like to do some of the same things, like hiking and snow skiing, but doing it with her parents just doesn't hold the same excitement it used http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/eTYFW1rOfhc/on-brink.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=eTYFW1rOfhc:hni1HSBE0fI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/eTYFW1rOfhc" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2011/07/on-brink.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-4810326055923977832Sun, 22 May 2011 16:14:00 +00002011-05-22T11:14:49.220-05:00parentingfamily <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; 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Even though my daughter, H, is 17 and most of her friends are at the beach, she still prefers skiing with her parents (horror!) because she loves it so much. In my opinion, Snowmass is the absolute best skiing in Colorado...maybe even best http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/dtBEF2yO9Fk/thank-god-for-ski-patrol.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=dtBEF2yO9Fk:0amucTxcco0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/dtBEF2yO9Fk" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2011/03/thank-god-for-ski-patrol.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-447951758755023536Wed, 09 Mar 2011 03:18:00 +00002011-03-08T22:18:22.120-06:00About mefamilyloveTwenty two years ago, I met a boy.  He made me laugh the first time we met.  He was very different from the guys I had dated, because he was so open and didn't hide from his feelings.  In fact, from the very first day we met, I have never wondered where I stood with him, what he was thinking, or how he felt about things.  It was honest, refreshing,  and a little bit scary.  He asked me out and http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/bhpeqj4MTOI/love-is-verb.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=bhpeqj4MTOI:jkLY_dpbWXA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/bhpeqj4MTOI" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2011/03/love-is-verb.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-2961338383572233762Tue, 08 Feb 2011 20:23:00 +00002011-02-08T20:29:28.490-06:00parentingfriends I’m writing this post in bed, under the covers, at 1:00 in the afternoon. I’ve been here since Sunday night, with some kind of funky lower respiratory infection that I picked up this weekend. I hate being sick…can’t remember the last time I felt so bad that I stayed in bed more than a day. But my good memories of the long weekend I just spent in Colorado far outweigh the negatives of being http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/elo_sSo5Guc/birthday-basha-little-late.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=elo_sSo5Guc:zQdGD4LtgNo:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/elo_sSo5Guc" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2011/02/birthday-basha-little-late.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-7665973058428851313Mon, 24 Jan 2011 15:13:00 +00002011-01-24T11:39:28.476-06:00teenagerparentingI don’t have a lot of TV shows that I watch on a regular basis, but “Parenthood” is fast becoming my favorite, because of the way they portray parenting teenage daughters and other family issues. Sometimes I think the writers must have lived in my house and spied on my family to get ideas for the show. In a recent episode, single (divorced) mom Sarah had a heart to heart with her teenage http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/UKsBGUnDCaI/shes-not-me.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=UKsBGUnDCaI:C0edksrZENY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=UKsBGUnDCaI:C0edksrZENY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=UKsBGUnDCaI:C0edksrZENY:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=UKsBGUnDCaI:C0edksrZENY:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=UKsBGUnDCaI:C0edksrZENY:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" 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back yard.  I was so worried about it, because it couldn’t fly yet.  My dad wouldn’t let me keep it…told me we needed to leave it alone.  It seemed so tiny and defenseless, out in the yard, exposed to numerous predators.  My dad explained that when the babies get bigger, it’s hard for them to stay in the nest, so http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/dDmraWs03ek/almost-ready-to-fly.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dDmraWs03ek:ho60PUugROM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dDmraWs03ek:ho60PUugROM:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=dDmraWs03ek:ho60PUugROM:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img 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I work out every day, so I can enjoy eating and having the occasional glass of wine.  So far, so good. I do the crossword puzzle every morning.  Exercises my brain. I wear a lot of black.  Makes it much easier to shop.  One pair of boots goes with almost everything. I can't go to bed without kissing my http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/BCOQ6nWqrdA/whole-lotta-love.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=BCOQ6nWqrdA:22Hsv2hJqkg:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/BCOQ6nWqrdA" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2010/12/whole-lotta-love.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-9137907093205310085Tue, 23 Nov 2010 17:09:00 +00002010-11-23T11:09:43.294-06:00my thoughtsfamilyholidays Woke up to rain this morning...blessed cool rain.  I had forgotten how much I love rainy mornings when I don't have to be anywhere.  In a few hours, the madness of Thanksgiving week begins, but for now, I can relax with my coffee and my crossword puzzle while my dogs sleep on the floor next to me. Thanksgiving is a great holiday...maybe my favorite.  It involves eating, family, time off from http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/pxCmAfA0_pA/what-im-not-thankful-for.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=pxCmAfA0_pA:AXlg7XBgZOM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=pxCmAfA0_pA:AXlg7XBgZOM:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=pxCmAfA0_pA:AXlg7XBgZOM:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=pxCmAfA0_pA:AXlg7XBgZOM:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=pxCmAfA0_pA:AXlg7XBgZOM:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img 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+00002010-11-16T16:15:44.356-06:00nutritionmy thoughtshealth and fitnessThe summer I was six years old, my mom had abdominal surgery.  I was shipped off to stay with my grandparents at their farm in McMinnville, TN.  I remember several things about that summer, like fishing in the brook, and when Grandma taught me how to make homemade rag dolls.  We cut the basic shape out of scrap material, turned it inside out and hand stitched almost all the way around, except forhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/MNa4P7EtSsk/where-does-your-food-come-from.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=MNa4P7EtSsk:BBtVEYOqoB0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=MNa4P7EtSsk:BBtVEYOqoB0:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> 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daughter goes to school with my daughter, but now I think I'm going to have tohttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/lfcyYRQ03q4/cmt-crossroads-taping-with-train-and.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=lfcyYRQ03q4:YHlbDv_6V90:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=lfcyYRQ03q4:YHlbDv_6V90:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=lfcyYRQ03q4:YHlbDv_6V90:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=lfcyYRQ03q4:YHlbDv_6V90:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=lfcyYRQ03q4:YHlbDv_6V90:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" 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off!  Last week, I was just checking on my account and Train's post showed up on my mini-feed.  They were coming to Nashville to tape a CMT Crossroads show with Martina McBride, and had 10 sets of tickets to give away.  All you had to do was comment on the post.  So I did two things that I never do...enter contests (because I NEVER win), and http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/CiUUcNLtxhA/going-to-show.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=CiUUcNLtxhA:j_tbwg_J_18:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=CiUUcNLtxhA:j_tbwg_J_18:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=CiUUcNLtxhA:j_tbwg_J_18:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img 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src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/CiUUcNLtxhA" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2010/11/going-to-show.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-3749568562494052762Mon, 20 Sep 2010 02:20:00 +00002011-02-08T19:00:18.024-06:00recipesanimals Life at our house has taken a dramatic turn...after much thought, discussion, and debate, we decided to adopt a new baby.  So here we are, beginning our 50's with a baby in the house. Our dog Rosie is now six, and is very active. Three years ago, she had a touch of arthritis and the vet told us she needed to lose weight, so we put her on a green bean diet. (Cut food in half and supplement http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/uuuE3ERN6Hk/our-family-is-growingplus-fresh-corn.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=uuuE3ERN6Hk:_D859LyXNJo:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/uuuE3ERN6Hk" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2010/09/our-family-is-growingplus-fresh-corn.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-1922589308065451229Sat, 21 Aug 2010 18:19:00 +00002010-08-22T10:01:57.832-05:00teenagerparentingfamilydaughters It's Saturday morning, the first weekend of the school year, and I'm sitting in the kitchen,  doing the crossword puzzle, waiting for H to wake up.  I just realized I've been doing this almost every morning for the last 16 1/2 years.  I feel like my day doesn't start until  she's awake.  Typically, on the few days that she doesn't have to wake up early for school or some other activity, we let http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/HCVrOSy-HUM/maintaining-connection.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=HCVrOSy-HUM:E3PJEMRmXbk:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/HCVrOSy-HUM" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2010/08/maintaining-connection.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16546204.post-6757789443942423566Sat, 07 Aug 2010 14:11:00 +00002010-08-07T09:11:44.832-05:00travelteenagerparentingI am so livid about H's recent experience on US Air that I just have to put it in words.  We picked her up from design camp in Raleigh, NC last week, and drove to Charlotte to put her on a US Air flight to Denver for Operation Smile's Student Leadership Conference.  That flight was uneventful. But on her return to Asheville, NC through Charlotte the nightmare began. When she arrived in Charlottehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~3/QU59mXTE1SM/us-air-nightmare.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Esa)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:F7zBnMyn0Lo"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:7Q72WNTAKBA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?a=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/BusyMomsJournal?i=QU59mXTE1SM:phSHtz15Eio:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BusyMomsJournal/~4/QU59mXTE1SM" height="1" width="1"/>http://www.esablog.com/2010/08/us-air-nightmare.html