<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805</id><updated>2024-09-09T06:04:01.777-05:00</updated><category term="kids"/><category term="piano"/><category term="baking"/><category term="cake"/><category term="kidisms"/><category term="Chistmas"/><category term="Santa"/><category term="Tricia"/><category term="birthday"/><category term="choir"/><category term="church"/><category term="library"/><category term="sins"/><category term="soap"/><title type='text'>Forever Underdone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-131073433206502841</id><published>2011-11-15T22:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:02:08.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>It seems that everyone is posting something about what they&#39;re thankful for this month. &amp;nbsp;This post has nothing to do with that, and everything to do with the fact that I am thankful tonight for some things I&#39;m always thankful for, and others for which&amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not normally thankful.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight I designed our Christmas card. &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t doing those this year, but I got 15 free, so I thought I may as well. &amp;nbsp;Shutterfly asked me to embed my card that I made on the blog, so here it is. &amp;nbsp;You get to see it for free, too! :) &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so thankful for my family. &amp;nbsp;My husband makes my day almost every single time I see him. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s such a wonderful, calming man that has had my heart over 9 years. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m thankful for my children. &amp;nbsp;Hannah is so intense and intelligent. &amp;nbsp;She&#39;s such an obedient girl that has such an honest heart. &amp;nbsp;Seth is so sweet and gentle. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s such a little gentleman. &amp;nbsp;He loves to love. &amp;nbsp;Baby Boy is already tugging at my heart...quite literally. &amp;nbsp;He seems to already love his brother and sister because every time they sit with me or near me and start talking, he starts kicking toward them. &amp;nbsp;He knows them. &amp;nbsp;What a blessed family we have. &amp;nbsp;See on the sidebar?&lt;br /&gt;
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Another thing I&#39;m thankful for is that my aunt finally is at peace. &amp;nbsp;She died tonight, about 45 minutes ago, and is finally, truly resting. &amp;nbsp;So thankful for her salvation. &amp;nbsp;So thankful that the family right now is able to sadly celebrate her existence, but also her departure. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s a sense of relief instead of a question of why. &amp;nbsp;So, so sad that she&#39;s gone. &amp;nbsp;She was a treasure, and will be so greatly missed. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m thankful for her humor, for her love, for her witness, and for her Lundemo-ness. &amp;nbsp;Thank you, God, that I knew her, and blessing us with her existence for the short time she had on the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;
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Very different things to be thankful for, but all given by the same gracious, merciful God. &amp;nbsp;What a wonderful God we get to serve.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/131073433206502841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/131073433206502841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/131073433206502841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-6464032530845919756</id><published>2011-10-19T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T13:58:38.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s a boy!</title><content type='html'>Yea! &amp;nbsp;We&#39;re excited. &amp;nbsp;We have absolutely no boy names we&#39;re even considering. &amp;nbsp;There are names I like, and I have been vetoed (apparently it works with one-sided vetoes, too) on several. &amp;nbsp;I had someone tell me I looked small today. &amp;nbsp;God bless her. &amp;nbsp;No really. &amp;nbsp;She has 5 kids, so she knows what it&#39;s like to move from the &quot;is she pregnant or just eating too much cake?&quot; phase into the phase where you look in the mirror and you feel like a small cow. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s not just that I&#39;m getting bigger it&#39;s the lack of mobility and increase in pain factor that I&#39;m not too fond of. &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, if this boy is like Seth was, I&#39;ll still be able to paint my toes, shave my legs, and put on my pants (you&#39;re welcome) at the end of this pregnancy. &amp;nbsp;He was all out front, and I had the sides where I could reach around and take care of those things. &amp;nbsp;Yea!&lt;br /&gt;
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So I posted earlier than I thought I would. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m still not sure when I&#39;ll post again. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think it&#39;s a soup kind of night. &amp;nbsp;Mmm...soup. &lt;br /&gt;
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Another thing, I have trouble reading a book when I&#39;m being MADE to read a book. &amp;nbsp;Now for school or something like that it was different, but for other reasons, not so much. &lt;br /&gt;
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And another, it&#39;s in the 40&#39;s here, and I refuse to turn on the heat because it&#39;ll be almost 80 just next Tuesday! I have a small electric heater, that we usually have in our bathroom in the winter, in the living room, and it&#39;s helping take a bit of the edge off. &amp;nbsp;Really that&#39;s all we need right now. &amp;nbsp;I may have to break down and turn it on upstairs, so the kids don&#39;t become small icicles by morning. &amp;nbsp;They&#39;d be cute little icicles though. :) &amp;nbsp;OK, the end. &amp;nbsp;See you soon?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/6464032530845919756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/6464032530845919756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/6464032530845919756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-boy.html' title='It&#39;s a boy!'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-3258440801064434836</id><published>2011-10-15T16:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T13:45:09.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember me?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so it has been nearly a forever since I&#39;ve posted. &amp;nbsp;I get that. &amp;nbsp;I have no motivation to do much of anything, and this includes cooking anything for my family to eat every night. &amp;nbsp;I think I&#39;m getting over that, seeing as how I cooked more last week than I have since my first few weeks of pregnancy. &amp;nbsp;Also, I&#39;m actually posting on my blog. &amp;nbsp;I have something that has been nagging, so aside from all the great stuff that&#39;s happening right now, I&#39;m still going to post about that too. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll get to the great stuff at the end, kind of as a way to end happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Date night. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s supposed to be something that couples do, right? &amp;nbsp;Well, we don&#39;t. &amp;nbsp;We don&#39;t have the babysitter that we know well and trust enough to allow them to feed, keep and put down our kids for a night of fun out for Mommy and Daddy, but more so, we don&#39;t have the money. &amp;nbsp;How do people have the money to do this stuff? &amp;nbsp;I mean, Dusty doesn&#39;t make just beans working. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s not making a killing, but he&#39;s not doing horribly. &amp;nbsp;We budget very tightly. &amp;nbsp;We have enough money for all of our bills, food, and a few extras, but going out and spending $100 for one night isn&#39;t on that list. &amp;nbsp;And people do this monthly, even weekly! &amp;nbsp;How? &amp;nbsp;A babysitter alone would be probably $30. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s almost THREE meals at Chick-fil-A!! &amp;nbsp;I guess my priorities are different, but should they be? &amp;nbsp;Shouldn&#39;t we take time out for us as a couple? &amp;nbsp;Dusty and I have a great relationship and communication, so it&#39;s not like we&#39;re really lacking anything by not going out. &amp;nbsp;Are these couples going out because they don&#39;t spend time together when they&#39;re at home? &amp;nbsp;I say this tongue-in-cheek right now because Dusty has taken our kids to the store, and I get some time at home...although without this time to myself next week would be a lot harder for me. &amp;nbsp;We took two hours the other day when my parents were visiting just to go and look for maternity clothes for me. &amp;nbsp;It was heavenly, really, but those two hours have carried me a long way (and it has taken 3 weeks for our budget to recover from that extra $109 expenditure, I kid you not). &amp;nbsp;Now, I know we have been eating out more than usual, due to me not cooking, but it&#39;s not like we&#39;re even dropping $20 when we go out to eat. &amp;nbsp;Usually it&#39;s $10-15. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s the rare occasion when we spend over $25, so I know that extra money spent could be used for us to go on a date, but it&#39;s really not adding up to that much money. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, I&#39;m just not sure what is &quot;right&quot; here, or if there even is a right answer on whether or not we should blow our budget and go out, or if we even need to go out at all. &amp;nbsp;It just feels like stigma that couples should do, and we&#39;re not following that stigma (what&#39;s new?). &amp;nbsp;Whew. &amp;nbsp;Got all that out there. &amp;nbsp;Now for the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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We should find out on Tuesday what gender our baby is. &amp;nbsp;It has been going crazy kicking the last couple of weeks. &amp;nbsp;I really felt it the first time about 16 weeks when I pushed down on my stomach, and I got a reply kick. &amp;nbsp;Dusty actually felt it at 17 weeks, which is the earliest he has ever felt one of our kids. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m sure it&#39;s because it&#39;s our third child, and this is the third time my body has stretched out like this. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s probably getting pretty thin in there. &amp;nbsp;The past couple of weeks I have really grown, and it&#39;s getting uncomfortable already. &amp;nbsp;Lower back pain is not my friend. &amp;nbsp;However, the baby has grown from 5 oz to about 10-11 oz in only 2ish weeks, so it&#39;s understandable that other stuff is adding to my growth. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m looking forward to the ultrasound so we can see it, and make sure it&#39;s doing well. &amp;nbsp;We really don&#39;t care what we&#39;re having, as long as it&#39;s a healthy baby. &amp;nbsp;However, Hannah wants a girl and will name her Sylvester. &amp;nbsp;Yes. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s right, Sylvester. &amp;nbsp;Seth said he wants a baby brother, &quot;but Mommy said we&#39;re not having two&quot;. &amp;nbsp;He has resigned himself to letting Hannah get her way. &amp;nbsp;I said recently that we don&#39;t know what it is, it could be either, it&#39;s just what God has chosen for us to have. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday Hannah asked Seth, &quot;Seth, if you have a baby brother, can I play with him too?&quot; &amp;nbsp;Guess she thought she&#39;d only get to play with the baby if it were a girl. &amp;nbsp;I wonder if she realized that she plays with a baby brother every single day. &amp;nbsp;(Side note: she&#39;ll be 5 in exactly 2 months. &amp;nbsp;Crazy talk.)&lt;br /&gt;
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OK, so about that cooking for my family thing. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m going to go start supper now, and hope they&#39;re back in time. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for listening/reading, and I may or may not do this again in the near future.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/3258440801064434836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/10/remember-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/3258440801064434836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/3258440801064434836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/10/remember-me.html' title='Remember me?'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-6042001060272170223</id><published>2011-07-21T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:46:06.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosby</title><content type='html'>I love the Cosby Show. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s on Netflix instant streaming, and I love it. :) &amp;nbsp;It makes me happy. &amp;nbsp;Although, I&#39;m pretty sure in the pilot they started by calling Theo &quot;Teddy&quot; which is weird. &amp;nbsp;Also, they said they only had 4 kids. Pretty sure they have 5 in the other shows. &amp;nbsp;Sandra isn&#39;t around yet, I guess...although she was the first one. &amp;nbsp;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went for a couple of days without nausea, but it has been here ever since the beginning of the week. &amp;nbsp;I have an ultrasound on Tuesday, and I&#39;m anxiously awaiting seeing the heart beating. It&#39;ll be good to know that it&#39;s still alive. &amp;nbsp;I have so much swimming in my head to talk about, but it&#39;s just not coming out right now. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s one of the huge reasons why I haven&#39;t been blogging recently. &amp;nbsp;:-/&lt;br /&gt;
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I made cookies last night. &amp;nbsp;Fail. &amp;nbsp;My bread is working beautifully in my new oven elemented oven, but my cookies were awfully flat. &amp;nbsp;They taste great, but they&#39;re horribly thin. &amp;nbsp;I wonder if I creamed the butter and sugar too long. &amp;nbsp;Ah well. &amp;nbsp;At least my bread is good. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/6042001060272170223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/07/cosby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/6042001060272170223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/6042001060272170223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/07/cosby.html' title='Cosby'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-1587774474163062524</id><published>2011-07-14T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:49:18.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big things are happening...</title><content type='html'>Well, there&#39;s one big bit of news that some people know, and some people don&#39;t yet. &amp;nbsp;We haven&#39;t announced it to the world (i.e. facebook, twitter) because of a previous experience. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;re now 6 1/2 weeks pregnant. &amp;nbsp;Last year I miscarried at 10 weeks, so we&#39;ve been a little reserved in who we&#39;ve told, but it has gotten out more and more, shocker, so I&#39;ll just go ahead and talk about it on here, and then announce it to the social networks when my first trimester is over. &amp;nbsp;Thus far this has been my most difficult pregnancy yet. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m already nauseated for the majority of the awake day, at least 10-12 hours, and I&#39;ve already been sick. &amp;nbsp;Having two kids while being pregnant is a challenge I did not expect. &amp;nbsp;Having one very young kid while being pregnant was a challenge, but having two who are a bit older is definitely difficult. &amp;nbsp;Seth loves to sit in my lap, but right now that&#39;s not a pleasant thing for me. &amp;nbsp;He will sit in my lap for the whole day, if I would let him, but I want the boy to go and play some, so I lure him away with toys and a sister. :) &amp;nbsp;I have to almost continually eat, or the nausea rears its ugly head, and knocks me for a loop. &amp;nbsp;Today especially I have also been super tired. &amp;nbsp;This also makes for an unpleasant time for my kids and me. &amp;nbsp;I could really have used a break this morning. &amp;nbsp;The kids were super needy, and I was super needy, and no one could meet anyone&#39;s needs. &amp;nbsp;Praise the Lord, the kids went down for naps, and stayed down longer than usual. &amp;nbsp;I know He completely answered that plea. &amp;nbsp;After naps the day was glorious! &amp;nbsp;Well, except for the minor mishap of trying to cook my bread, and having my oven element explode. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, it was seeping the stuff that&#39;s supposed to be inside the element. &amp;nbsp;It made the oven light up nicely for a second or two before I turned it off. &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, Dusty found a replacement on Amazon, so we should get it some time next week. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;ll be microwave and stove top dinners for us! &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s not a big deal though. &amp;nbsp;I turned on my oven yesterday for the first time since Saturday (or possibly before). &amp;nbsp;It was so dreadfully hot outside I couldn&#39;t turn on the oven and stress out our poor air conditioner units anymore. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Dusty&#39;s garden is doing beautifully. &amp;nbsp;If he can keep the squash bugs at bay, then things look great out there. &amp;nbsp;He has brought in SOOO much squash already, and several huge zucchinis, some corn, green beans, eggplants, tomatoes, jalapenos, bell peppers, banana peppers, and fresh herbs. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s such an amazing gardener. &amp;nbsp;Right now he&#39;s canning the jalapenos. &amp;nbsp;He ran out last year, and wanted them for months, so he&#39;s making sure he&#39;s got enough this year. &amp;nbsp;His jalapenos are beautiful, and quite impressive, so I think he&#39;ll have plenty. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t really do the hot pepper thing with putting up vegetables. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll do the other things, but not hot peppers. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so glad I have a husband that can and will do these types of things.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hannah got glasses. &amp;nbsp;If you&#39;re on fb with me, you already know this. &amp;nbsp;She said the other day, &quot;Mommy, when I look through my glasses now, I don&#39;t see them anymore!&quot; &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m really glad about this because just a few days ago she wasn&#39;t digging them, and it had only been two days since she&#39;d had them. &amp;nbsp;She also said that when she takes off her glasses she doesn&#39;t look like Hannah anymore. &amp;nbsp;Only when she has her glasses on does she look like Hannah. &amp;nbsp;I have to admit that I miss her unhindered face. &amp;nbsp;I won&#39;t tell her that, but it will also take some getting used to for me to love her glasses. &amp;nbsp;Right now they&#39;re just covering up her natural beauty. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m wondering if less noticeable frames might be the key to that, but we won&#39;t find that out for another year, or however long it is before people get new frames for their glasses. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m new at this. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so thankful we caught it early though. &amp;nbsp;The doctor said she would most likely have developed a lazy eye because the problem is only in her right eye. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m really hoping we don&#39;t miscarry this baby. &amp;nbsp;We actually sort of planned to have a baby right now, whereas before it has always come as a complete surprise. &amp;nbsp;While this is a total surprise, we had a hunch. &amp;nbsp;We go for an ultrasound in a week and a half, and we&#39;re praying to see that heartbeat. &amp;nbsp;At that point with the last baby there would not have been a heartbeat, but I hadn&#39;t miscarried yet. &amp;nbsp;The kids are super excited about this baby, as are we. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll try and update as we find out anything.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/1587774474163062524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-things-are-happening.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/1587774474163062524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/1587774474163062524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-things-are-happening.html' title='Big things are happening...'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-5552682009856440596</id><published>2011-06-28T22:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:58:15.535-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kidisms"/><title type='text'>Lots going on</title><content type='html'>So I finally have gotten over hives...I think. &amp;nbsp;My head still itches like they&#39;re on my scalp, but I&#39;ve not taken any medicine since Thursday of last week. &amp;nbsp;This was the longest running bout of hives I&#39;ve had in years. &amp;nbsp;We have our theory of why, but I guess we&#39;ll never know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;
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Things have been pretty busy at our house recently. &amp;nbsp;It seems like instead of slowing down and relaxing when summer hit, our schedules have been going full force, and everything that can go on is going on. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve had overnight visitors, we&#39;ve visited, we&#39;ve had many play dates for the kids, we&#39;ve seen relatives and friends and had a lot of fun. &amp;nbsp;My kids are hilarious, as usual. &amp;nbsp;Just the other day we were eating lunch with our friend Shandy and Cheyenne. &amp;nbsp;Cheyenne is 19 months, and was down in the floor after eating looking out the window with my kids. &amp;nbsp;At one point Cheyenne laid down on the floor of the restaurant, apparently exhausted from our morning, and Hannah looked up and said, &quot;Shandy, look at your CHILD!&quot; &amp;nbsp;The way she said it definitely doesn&#39;t come across through written word, but it was HYSTERICAL!!! &amp;nbsp;Shandy laughed so hard at my adult 4 year old&#39;s statement. &amp;nbsp;Today Seth said &quot;amn&#39;t.&quot; &amp;nbsp;I said something to him for him not to do something, and he said, &quot;I am...ummm, I amn&#39;t.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Cracked me up. &lt;br /&gt;
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I meant to write more on this post, but I am completely exhausted, and can hardly keep my eyes open any longer. &amp;nbsp;I think I&#39;ll have much more to write about soon. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll keep you posted...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/5552682009856440596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/06/lots-going-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5552682009856440596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5552682009856440596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/06/lots-going-on.html' title='Lots going on'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-5215198287232938887</id><published>2011-06-16T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:57:35.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hives</title><content type='html'>Ugh...I&#39;ve had hives for the last 3 1/2 days. &amp;nbsp;Like mega hives. &amp;nbsp;Like the type that the internet says shouldn&#39;t happen. &amp;nbsp;I get hives on the palms of my hands and the soles of my feet, which the internet says shouldn&#39;t happen. I get hives with angioedema. &amp;nbsp;The internet says that shouldn&#39;t happen too. &amp;nbsp;Well, surprise! &amp;nbsp;Tuesday morning I woke up and could hardly see my eyelids were so swollen. &amp;nbsp;I also had hives all over my body. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday I jumped out of bed to get Seth because he woke up before we were up, and I said, &quot;OOH OHH OH OH!!&quot; &amp;nbsp;My wonderful husband said he&#39;d get him for me. :) &amp;nbsp;Thanks, Dusty. &amp;nbsp;I had hives on the soles of my feet, which cause them to swell and HURT when pressure is put on them. &amp;nbsp;Also, I couldn&#39;t make a fist with either hand. &amp;nbsp;Shoot, I still can&#39;t put my wedding rings on. &amp;nbsp;Today I&#39;ve had more intense itching than I&#39;ve had in a very long time. &amp;nbsp;I am absolutely exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now on a great note, it has been a very good week. &amp;nbsp;Busy, but good. &amp;nbsp;My kids have learned a lot of math, and on how to care for people that need help. &amp;nbsp;They are such wonderful children. &amp;nbsp;Poor Seth fell off his bike today and scraped his elbow, and I think jammed his left index finger. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s pretty swollen, and a little blue. &amp;nbsp;He moved it a lot better this evening though than his did after his nap. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s such a good boy.&lt;br /&gt;
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My girl is becoming more beautiful by the day. &amp;nbsp;Her face is slimming into a little girl&#39;s face instead of a baby&#39;s face. &amp;nbsp;She has such a sweet, genuine smile. &amp;nbsp;They laugh together, and they crack up each other. &amp;nbsp;Good week.&lt;br /&gt;
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And now it&#39;s raining! &amp;nbsp;Our garden desperately needs that. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s so amazing how much better the rain makes the plants grow than regular watering with sprinklers. &amp;nbsp;Of course, it grows better, I mean that&#39;s how it was designed, it just still boggles my mind. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m sorry, faithful readers, that I have been so absent the past few weeks. &amp;nbsp;I think I&#39;m having difficulty, as I&#39;ve said before, finding time to do this because I always feel it&#39;s taking away from something else. &amp;nbsp;My husband is busy on his computer right now, too, or I wouldn&#39;t be blogging even now. &amp;nbsp;However, I&#39;m very tired, so I&#39;m going to go to bed now. &amp;nbsp;I will be back eventually. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/5215198287232938887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/06/hives.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5215198287232938887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5215198287232938887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/06/hives.html' title='Hives'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-743836670180138067</id><published>2011-06-09T20:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T18:45:48.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busier than a One Armed Paper Hanger</title><content type='html'>I have six minutes in which to write this post. &amp;nbsp;The last two weeks have been very busy, to say the least. &amp;nbsp;My parents came for a visit on the Sunday night before Memorial Day. &amp;nbsp;My dad, Dusty and I spent Memorial Day on a roof, and my dad and I continued that fun the next day. &amp;nbsp;We just couldn&#39;t get enough. &amp;nbsp;It was well over 95 both days, and it made for an experience. &amp;nbsp;My shoes melted. &amp;nbsp;The soles of my shoes shifted on the rest of my shoe. &amp;nbsp;Now, I&#39;ve had my shoes come unglued, but never have I had them unglue and then REglue crooked. &amp;nbsp;Weird. &amp;nbsp;It was HOT. &amp;nbsp;My dad and I continued that fun on Wednesday afternoon finishing up a few things that needed fixing. &amp;nbsp;Remember back in March when I called my dad feeble, or frail, or festering, or something like that? &amp;nbsp;Yeah, not anymore. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s nearly back to normal, well, more than normal for most people, but nearly back to normal for himself. &amp;nbsp;It was a long couple of days, but it was a joy to be roofing a house with my dad again. :) &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve missed that. &amp;nbsp;Is that even legal to say? &amp;nbsp;&quot;I&#39;ve missed roofing a house.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Seems against some kind of law. &amp;nbsp;Aw, man, I&#39;ve only got one minute left. &amp;nbsp;It takes me a long time to formulate my thoughts for this thing. &amp;nbsp;Probably why I haven&#39;t blogged in these two weeks. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, that Tuesday I spent on the roof was Dusty&#39;s and my 8th anniversary. &amp;nbsp;Time&#39;s up...I&#39;ll finish later. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m back. &amp;nbsp;Did you miss me? &amp;nbsp;We didn&#39;t do anything, after I had been on the roof all day, for our anniversary. &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, my parents stayed until Friday morning, and we were able to go out on Thursday night. &amp;nbsp;We ate supper and got frozen yogurt. &amp;nbsp;It was so nice to get out and be able to converse without children interrupting us. &lt;br /&gt;
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This week we&#39;ve had VBS. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m leading the old 5 year old class. &amp;nbsp;The first day we had 33 kids. &amp;nbsp;THIRTY-THREE KIDS!!! &amp;nbsp;Ridiculous. &amp;nbsp;We have the biggest class in the entire preschool. &amp;nbsp;It has been very interesting, and I don&#39;t know how much the kids are going to grasp, but I hope they get something from it. &amp;nbsp;I have survived the last four days, and have only one left. &amp;nbsp;I was unsure whether or not I&#39;d make it to tomorrow after today&#39;s VBS day. &amp;nbsp;It has been taxing. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m exhausted, and I&#39;m really looking forward to Monday, although, I&#39;m not looking forward to feeling irritable at my kids all the time. &amp;nbsp;I think I need to have some time to myself every day. &amp;nbsp;I have more details about all of these things, but honestly, I&#39;m so tired I can&#39;t write more. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m sorry for being gone so long, and I can promise I won&#39;t post again until at least Monday. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m really needing lots of time for my family and myself. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/743836670180138067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/06/busier-than-one-armed-paper-hanger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/743836670180138067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/743836670180138067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/06/busier-than-one-armed-paper-hanger.html' title='Busier than a One Armed Paper Hanger'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-1760649645458257430</id><published>2011-05-24T22:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:01:04.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALONE!</title><content type='html'>I went out alone tonight! &amp;nbsp;First time since April 29! &amp;nbsp;I happened to run into a couple of friends and their just-under-two year old, who spent the entire shopping trip at Walgreens calling and looking for me, and when I said calling I really mean bellowing. &amp;nbsp;But I wasn&#39;t responsible for him, and that made it better. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t have to corral him, or hush him, or make sure he wasn&#39;t eating the cart (which he was). &amp;nbsp;I also went to the bank and Hobby Lobby all in one hour! &amp;nbsp;It would&#39;ve been a lot faster, had I not run into those friends and another friend at Walgreens. &amp;nbsp;In any case, I felt like a human again upon my return and not some mutant anger-monger that hasn&#39;t been alone in public in almost a month. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ll see which one decides to show up tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Human vs Mutant Anger-Monger. &amp;nbsp;This could be the start of something. &amp;nbsp;Hm...Dusty should write that app.&lt;br /&gt;
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On a side note, please pray that the severe storms dissipate tomorrow before they get to us in the evening. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;re supposed to have a high likelihood of tornadoes, and honestly, I&#39;m done with this season. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m jumpy and anxious every time the wind blows. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m beginning to have day-mares that my house will blow away with us in it. I mean, did you see the footage of the house that&#39;s now just a foundation? &amp;nbsp;That would be what our house would look like. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s a slab foundation. &amp;nbsp;We have no underground anywhere to go. &amp;nbsp;We have my in-laws&#39;, but if it just happens on us, then there&#39;s no planning. &amp;nbsp;Granted, I know about it 24 hours in advance, but I really don&#39;t want to have to drive all the way there and get no sleep, and have the kids get no sleep, and then just sit in there while nothing happens. &amp;nbsp;Ugh. &amp;nbsp;Convenience vs Safety. &amp;nbsp;Is this really another app? &amp;nbsp;Probably not. &amp;nbsp;That would be lame.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/1760649645458257430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/alone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/1760649645458257430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/1760649645458257430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/alone.html' title='ALONE!'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-4815392782457867333</id><published>2011-05-24T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T14:00:41.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Pepper</title><content type='html'>I have had an interesting relationship with this soda. &amp;nbsp;Now, you need to know this before we start, we are no longer soda drinkers. &amp;nbsp;We drink strictly water, unless we&#39;re at someone&#39;s house that serves a different drink. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ll occasionally drink milk, too, but for the last few years it has been basically water.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have always hated Dr. Pepper. &amp;nbsp;It tastes like cough medicine. &amp;nbsp;My sister-in-law would have Dr. Pepper for every meal, if she could get enough nutrition from it. &amp;nbsp;Not with her meal, FOR her meal. &amp;nbsp;I had a DP one day, on a whim and realized I did not have the hatred for it any longer. &amp;nbsp;I actually enjoyed it. &amp;nbsp;I had it on another occasion, and another. &amp;nbsp;Then last week I had it at MOPs. &amp;nbsp;Then I had another one last week I had bought (oh yeah, we buy and keep sodas because we know that a lot of our friends and family drink it, so we keep it on hand, in case someone visiting wants one). &amp;nbsp;I drank the whole can in about 3 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Then we went to my in-laws&#39; on Sunday, and I had more. &amp;nbsp;I could feel it becoming a habit. &amp;nbsp;Dusty&#39;s aunt gave us a 2-liter she had brought that was extra. &amp;nbsp;I drank 2 during lunch yesterday, and I just had another glass. &amp;nbsp;Yep. &amp;nbsp;Pretty sure I&#39;m feeling an addiction coming on. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to drink more last night at 8, but I didn&#39;t want the caffeine (or calories). &amp;nbsp;Weird. &amp;nbsp;Tastes change.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love my husband, I may as well note. :) &amp;nbsp;He is the reason that I&#39;m able to be as consistent with our kids as I am. &amp;nbsp;He is my support, and my encourager. &amp;nbsp;He is such a wonderful man. &lt;br /&gt;
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OK. &amp;nbsp;The end.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/2635279432821429953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/discipline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/2635279432821429953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/2635279432821429953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/discipline.html' title='Discipline'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-4610579697605027592</id><published>2011-05-16T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:41:33.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>I love weekends. &amp;nbsp;I love the time I get to spend with my kids during the week, but I love weekends. &amp;nbsp;I get to spend so much time with my husband, and I love that. &amp;nbsp;My children are my life right now, but my husband is my life forever. &amp;nbsp;My children will leave and start their own families, but my husband is here for better or worse til death do us part. &lt;br /&gt;
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I made chocolate chip cookie dough cupcakes for MOPs today. &amp;nbsp;It was a potluck thing we were doing, and I made these because of a request another MOPs mom made of me. &amp;nbsp;She had them once, and really wanted me to make them again. &amp;nbsp;I really didn&#39;t want to make them yesterday, but I did. &amp;nbsp;The moms loved them. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m pretty sure no one will make them because they&#39;re pretty labor intensive, but we were supposed to bring the recipe, so I did. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here&#39;s something I don&#39;t like. &amp;nbsp;Gnats. &amp;nbsp;Nope. &amp;nbsp;Don&#39;t care at all for them. &amp;nbsp;Now, in normal every day life they don&#39;t matter at all to me, but when they get in my house, I do not like them. &amp;nbsp;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tricia stopped by the other day. &amp;nbsp;I love when Tricia stops by. &amp;nbsp;If you read Tricia&#39;s blog, you&#39;ll read an anecdote about how I know her so well. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;d just like to point out how nice it is to have a friend like that. &amp;nbsp;A friend that I can predict what&#39;s REALLY going to happen even when they&#39;re not even sure that&#39;s what was going to happen. &amp;nbsp;Love that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dusty got a clock from his grandmother&#39;s house when we were going through things, and it&#39;s a digital clock with the date that spins around and around. &amp;nbsp;Hannah read the date on the clock the day that Dusty plugged it in, and ever since then she has recited the date. &amp;nbsp;Today we were dropping off some Mary Kay at a clinic where I have some customers, and a nurse came by asking another nurse what day it was. &amp;nbsp;Hannah said, &quot;May 16th&quot; as she was walking. &amp;nbsp;Neither woman heard her, but I thought it was hilarious because here&#39;s this adult that actually understands the concept of dates within a month, and here&#39;s a four year old that barely can grasp what it means (although she has already remarked that tomorrow is May 17th), and she knows the date. &amp;nbsp;She&#39;s such a smartie. &amp;nbsp;Now Hannah wants to write a letter on my computer, so I will now hand it over to her. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/4610579697605027592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/monday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/4610579697605027592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/4610579697605027592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-5891649678866734216</id><published>2011-05-15T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T15:01:28.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week older and deeper in debt</title><content type='html'>OK, so maybe not the deeper in debt part, but I am another week older. &lt;br /&gt;
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One of our best friends is moving to Nashville from Jackson. &amp;nbsp;It happens to be Dusty&#39;s cousin, but the cousin&#39;s wife and I are great friends, and I will miss her and their daughter a lot. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s still a little bit up in the air, but they&#39;re 95% sure they&#39;ll go. &lt;br /&gt;
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Dusty has been contacted by a company that wants to talk to him about a job too, but it has been 4 years since Dusty submitted his resume to them. &amp;nbsp;It seems pretty random that they&#39;d contact him now. &amp;nbsp;They haven&#39;t been able to really get in touch with each other, in order to be able to relay important information, and I&#39;m figuring it&#39;s not really going to work out, but it&#39;s just nice for him to be recognized. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve been a reading fool recently. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m really tired, and don&#39;t want to do a whole lot. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m wondering if I need to get out and exercise, and get my energy level back up, or maybe I&#39;m just drinking too much coffee and my body is revolting from the amounts of caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;
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OH, man. &amp;nbsp;I just remembered I have to make some cupcakes, so I&#39;ll cut this short and go do that for tomorrow.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/5891649678866734216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-week-older-and-deeper-in-debt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5891649678866734216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5891649678866734216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-week-older-and-deeper-in-debt.html' title='Another week older and deeper in debt'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-7163174149732823395</id><published>2011-05-08T20:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:56:56.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother&#39;s Day</title><content type='html'>We wound up getting ready really fast this morning, and we were able to make it to the 8:00 service (at 8:10). &amp;nbsp;Pretty good considering it takes us 25 minutes to get to church, and Seth didn&#39;t get out of bed until 7:20. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t even get up until 7. &amp;nbsp;We took the kids to worship with us. &amp;nbsp;Hannah sang her heart out. &amp;nbsp;She was reading the words and singing them loudly. &amp;nbsp;It was probably close to the most precious thing I&#39;ve ever seen. &amp;nbsp;I had brought coloring books for them to do while the sermon happened, and in the middle of the sermon Hannah had to go to the bathroom. &amp;nbsp;We were coming back in, and I stood at the back closing the door quietly. &amp;nbsp;I turned around to go and follow Hannah into the back row, where we were sitting, I saw she had walked down 3 or 4 rows to sit down. &amp;nbsp;The people around there knew where we were sitting, apparently, and were trying to direct her to the correct row. &amp;nbsp;I whispered for her, and she came back to our row. &amp;nbsp;There was a guy in a wheelchair at the end of our row. &amp;nbsp;Somewhere between leaving our row, and using the bathroom, she forgot where we were sitting. &amp;nbsp;Not embarrassing at all. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;We went to Sunday school, then did the nursery. &amp;nbsp;Oh my word. &amp;nbsp;We had children barely three. &amp;nbsp;I am so grateful for the behavior of my children. &amp;nbsp;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;
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My husband took me to a restaurant with little waiting after church, so we got a great lunch out. &amp;nbsp;Again, my children acted perfectly! &amp;nbsp;I am such a thankful mommy!! They sat and ate, and weren&#39;t loud. &amp;nbsp;They didn&#39;t even seem inconvenienced by sitting there and eating. &amp;nbsp;It was a great lunch (and dessert :) ). &lt;br /&gt;
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We ate leftovers for supper, and the kids went down on time tonight. &amp;nbsp;It was a great day. &amp;nbsp;I wish we could do it all over again tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Of course, I&#39;m a mommy, so I get to do this every day.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/7163174149732823395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/7163174149732823395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/7163174149732823395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&#39;s Day'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-2317964588266542038</id><published>2011-05-07T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T21:17:06.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day/Bad Day</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ll start with the bad day first. &amp;nbsp;I just realized that on Tuesday I accepted the responsibility of Dusty and me watching a room of 2 year olds in the nursery tomorrow, not realizing that tomorrow is Mother&#39;s Day. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so ticked off that they didn&#39;t care to mention that to me on the phone, and that I was dumb enough not to realize it. &amp;nbsp;So now, happy mother&#39;s day to me, HERE watch some MORE kids that you don&#39;t even KNOW! &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so irritated. &amp;nbsp;I am so terribly not happy about this. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t get to hear the Mother&#39;s Day sermon. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t get to be peaceful for Mother&#39;s Day for 2-1/2 hours without kids. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so angry. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s totally clouding my whole day, which was good.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m going to start talking about my good part of the day, and hopefully that will make me less angry. &amp;nbsp;OK, typing that sentence didn&#39;t work. &amp;nbsp;I just had to pause for a minute to express my anger out loud, yet again. &amp;nbsp;We went to my in-laws today to have a mother&#39;s day day for my mother-in-law because tomorrow I really wanted to just stay at home after church and have it be MY mother&#39;s day. &amp;nbsp;The kids had a pretty good time, but their primary toys were out of commission, so that put a temporary damper on their play. &amp;nbsp;They did have fun playing inside though. &amp;nbsp;(Nope...not helping yet.) &amp;nbsp;Hannah didn&#39;t take a nap and was EXHAUSTED. &amp;nbsp;She fell no less than three times this afternoon, and was just having a rough time. &amp;nbsp;We were on our way home, and we passed by the Strawberry Festival, which has a carnival. &amp;nbsp;I mentioned going to Dusty, and he said he was fine with it, so we asked the kids, and they were VERY excited. &amp;nbsp;It wound up we only had $9 cash, so Dusty had to go across town to the bank and get a little more money, so they kids could actually ride two rides each. &amp;nbsp;They both rode the carousel, &amp;nbsp;Hannah rode a mini-roller coaster, and Seth rode a train type ride that just went around in a circle, but he liked it. &amp;nbsp;Hannah LOVED hers. &amp;nbsp;We got a bit of fair food, which was good and artery clogging. &amp;nbsp;The kids had a great time. &amp;nbsp;First experiences with a port-a-potty. &amp;nbsp;Seth went in with Dusty to use the urinal, and he was standing up to go. &amp;nbsp;Now, we usually have him sit down at home because it&#39;s just less messy, so he&#39;s not accustomed to going standing up, but this was not the first time he has ever done this. &amp;nbsp;It was, the first time in a port-a-potty though. &amp;nbsp;Different world altogether. &amp;nbsp;Dusty was waiting for him to go, and asked why he wasn&#39;t going. &amp;nbsp;Seth said, &quot;Daddy, my potty went away.&quot; &amp;nbsp;They came out and Dusty informed me he hadn&#39;t gone. &amp;nbsp;I asked him why, and he said, &quot;Mommy, my potty got stuck.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Huh. &amp;nbsp;I know what you mean. &amp;nbsp;Looks like we have a bladder shy little guy. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Yeah, ok, so that part cheered me up a bit, but only because it removed the blaring focus from the inevitable irritation.&lt;br /&gt;
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OK, I just looked at facebook. &amp;nbsp;My perspective has been changed, and my &quot;poor me&quot; outlook has dimmed. &amp;nbsp;I have a friend whose dad was diagnosed with ALS. &amp;nbsp;He is going downhill VERY fast. &amp;nbsp;She is going to lose her dad probably within a year. &amp;nbsp;Her grandmother just had a stroke. &amp;nbsp;Her husband will be having brain surgery in the next six months. &amp;nbsp;Her baby boy, they just found out, has autism. &amp;nbsp;She is continually saying that God is good in all situations, and I am not sure I would have the same mantra. &amp;nbsp;I know He is, and I would remember that, but I&#39;m not sure how much I&#39;d believe it. &amp;nbsp;I mean, if I get this much in an uproar over keeping the nursery on what is just another Sunday that has a name? &amp;nbsp;Wow. &amp;nbsp;Pretty petty. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll go tomorrow and serve with gladness. &amp;nbsp;There is some mother out there that needs to be in the service more than I do; someone like my friend. &lt;br /&gt;
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My husband is asleep on the couch next to me. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps we&#39;ll turn in early tonight. &amp;nbsp;I have pictures on my phone from tonight, but those will wait for another day. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for letting me &quot;talk&quot; through my emotions.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/2317964588266542038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-daybad-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/2317964588266542038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/2317964588266542038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-daybad-day.html' title='Good Day/Bad Day'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-6593989917372071171</id><published>2011-05-06T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T15:18:52.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Come ON!</title><content type='html'>We found out today that Dusty&#39;s grandfather has throat cancer. &amp;nbsp;We know no other details except he&#39;ll have diagnostic tests and will receive treatment in Memphis. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;ll be 75 in a couple of weeks. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t know if it&#39;s our age and people are getting older, but it just seems like it&#39;s one thing after another. &amp;nbsp;My aunt, my dad, Dusty&#39;s mom&#39;s skin cancer treatment, Dusty&#39;s grandmother, Dusty&#39;s aunt, Dusty&#39;s grandfather, and my grandma falling last year, and now having knee replacement. &amp;nbsp;While my family&#39;s side is serious, it&#39;s curable and things will wrap themselves up and be well. &amp;nbsp;Dusty&#39;s family has had two deaths, and one very serious bout of cancer. &lt;br /&gt;
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In spite of all this, I feel so thankful for my family and Dusty&#39;s family. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so grateful for the love of my little family. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve had a great day today. &amp;nbsp;Dusty took today off to get stuff done. &amp;nbsp;He hasn&#39;t done a lot outside yet, but he got some things picked up in Jackson that he&#39;s needed to do, and the kids and I did some in Jackson separately from him. &amp;nbsp;The weather is gorgeous. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;re about to go outside and play because both kids have just awakened. &amp;nbsp;Dusty is tilling up some more ground for more garden space. &amp;nbsp;The kids and I can maybe go on a bike ride around our little circle. &amp;nbsp;They love that. &amp;nbsp;Seth has trouble multitasking. &amp;nbsp;He can&#39;t pedal, steer and look ahead of him all at the same time. &amp;nbsp;He can pedal, but I have to steer for him. &amp;nbsp;He can steer, but I have to push the bike and constantly remind him to look forward. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s hilarious. &amp;nbsp;To me AND him. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday, every time I&#39;d say, &quot;Seth, steer. &amp;nbsp;Seth, look forward. &amp;nbsp;Seth, you&#39;re going in the middle of the road. Seth, you&#39;re going off the side of the road.&quot; he&#39;d crack up. &amp;nbsp;It was amusing for all. &lt;br /&gt;
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So if you think about it, please pray for Dusty&#39;s granddaddy, Jerry Castellaw. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s in for a big change and a lot of tests.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/6593989917372071171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-come-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/6593989917372071171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/6593989917372071171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-come-on.html' title='Oh, Come ON!'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-2631165748309107605</id><published>2011-05-04T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:08:50.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful blog readers</title><content type='html'>I haven&#39;t been posting. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m very aware of this. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve been trying to cut back on the amount of time I spend on the computer because I feel like it&#39;s taking away from the real life aspect of my life. &amp;nbsp;I feel like I do this instead of taking time for me in the afternoon, spending time with the kids, or spending time with Dusty. &amp;nbsp;So if I don&#39;t post as often for a while, it&#39;s because I&#39;m busy most times when I would have normally been able to post.&lt;br /&gt;
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We&#39;ve been doing school with Hannah, and she did 20 pages yesterday, and she wanted to call Grandma and Grandpa and tell them about it. &amp;nbsp;We called Grandpa, since Grandma was busy, and she told him she had done 20 pages in school. &amp;nbsp;Seth said he wanted to talk to Grandpa. &amp;nbsp;He said, &quot;Grandpa I did eleventwelve pages!&quot; &amp;nbsp;Grandpa was undeniably impressed with both of them. &amp;nbsp;A little confused at the exact amount of pages Seth had done, but impressed nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;
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We started reading the 5th book in the Little House series. &amp;nbsp;Hannah finished the 4th book, with a little coaxing at the end. &amp;nbsp;She had about 60 pages left, and she read it two naps in a row. &amp;nbsp;She had 16 pages left, and I asked her to go ahead and finish it, so we could take it back to the library that day. &amp;nbsp;She didn&#39;t really want to, but she did because she wanted to finish it. &amp;nbsp;When she finished it, she jumped up and down on the couch. &amp;nbsp;:) She was ecstatic. &amp;nbsp;We got the 5th book that day, and when we got home she said she didn&#39;t want to read that one; she wanted me to read it. &amp;nbsp;So I&#39;m reading it. &amp;nbsp;I really like reading those books, and even more so when I&#39;m reading to them, so it&#39;s a win-win. :) &amp;nbsp;In the reading of the 5th book yesterday, Jack died. &amp;nbsp;Jack was their dog. &amp;nbsp;She wrote it in a way that was a little obscure to younger readers as to what had just happened. &amp;nbsp;She said, &quot;Pa had spoken to Jack, but he didn&#39;t stir. &amp;nbsp;All that was left of Jack was the stiff, cold body...&quot; &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s not a direct quote, but it&#39;s a close enough quote, so I don&#39;t have to get out of bed and go upstairs to have a direct quote. &amp;nbsp;Hannah completely missed the subtext of those sentences, so when I said it was sad that Jack had died, she said, &quot;Jack DIED?!? WHY?!?!?&quot; &amp;nbsp;I explained that Jack was old (exactly what I had just read in the book), but she still had more questions. &amp;nbsp;She wanted to know if he would be in &quot;our&quot; heaven. &amp;nbsp;Dusty answered affirmatively, that God had created all creatures, and that he thinks there will be animals in heaven (but not certain ones, right, Dad?). &amp;nbsp;She said when she goes to heaven she wants to pet and play with Jack, too, just like Laura did. &amp;nbsp;Dusty said she might not want to call for him by name because there are probably a lot of dogs named Jack in heaven, and they&#39;d all come running to her. &amp;nbsp;She said, &quot;Oh, yes. &amp;nbsp;There are 109 Jack dogs in heaven.&quot; &amp;nbsp;109? &amp;nbsp;Where in the world did that come from? &amp;nbsp;(That last phrase, what or where in the world, has been said by my daughter, in an appropriate way, a few times recently. &amp;nbsp;It cracks me up.)&lt;br /&gt;
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A member of our family had a birthday recently, and we called to sing. &amp;nbsp;Hannah asked how old she was, and I said 38. &amp;nbsp;She said, &quot;Whoa. &amp;nbsp;Her head is almost to touch the ceiling.&quot; &amp;nbsp;I told her no, at some point people stop growing, but still have birthdays. &amp;nbsp;Seth said, &quot;Is it going to touch the car ceiling?&quot; &amp;nbsp;Nope. &amp;nbsp;Hannah asked, &quot;When will she be 39?&quot; &amp;nbsp;I said, &quot;On this day, next year.&quot; &amp;nbsp;She said, &quot;Soooo.....Tuesday?&quot; &amp;nbsp;Ah, the inability of a child to understand time. &amp;nbsp;Love that.&lt;br /&gt;
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We were supposed to have a Bible study tonight. &amp;nbsp;No one came. &amp;nbsp;Dusty didn&#39;t send out a reminder email, but we did announce it in Sunday school that we&#39;d have it. &amp;nbsp;No one came. &amp;nbsp;It wouldn&#39;t have been as frustrating had someone not told me about an hour before everyone was to arrive that at least one of the people in the couple would be coming. &amp;nbsp;Forty minutes after it should have started, I texted. &amp;nbsp;No response. &amp;nbsp;Twenty minutes later, I texted again. &amp;nbsp;They were actually coming to pick up something of ours to borrow, but she responded telling me they weren&#39;t going to borrow it after all, so they weren&#39;t coming. &amp;nbsp;Um, thanks for letting us know.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I&#39;ll choose to focus on the cuteness of my kids instead of the unreliability of certain adults. &amp;nbsp;And now, I&#39;ll go to bed. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve been going to bed WAY too late recently, and I&#39;m completely drained. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully, I will post again soon. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for sticking around to read this, those of you who are still reading.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/2631165748309107605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/faithful-blog-readers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/2631165748309107605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/2631165748309107605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/05/faithful-blog-readers.html' title='Faithful blog readers'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-5026249736739810462</id><published>2011-04-28T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:49:42.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m so thankful for safety. &amp;nbsp;We have a house, minus a shingle or two, and beds, and most importantly, each other. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m making cupcakes tomorrow for my neighbor. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m excited to get paid for another baking thing! &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m not sure what I would do without a DVR. &amp;nbsp;We were just watching a show, and I wasn&#39;t sure what had just happened, so I rewound it and reviewed it. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;re watching the last episode of The Office with Steve Carell. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s so weird when I get invested in a show, and start loving the characters. &amp;nbsp;So weird.&lt;br /&gt;
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I almost didn&#39;t get home tomorrow from my in-laws&#39; house where we spent the night because they have a storm shelter. &amp;nbsp;There was some high water on the way home, and I was kind of worried that I wouldn&#39;t be able to make it through. &amp;nbsp;I did, thankfully, after following someone else. &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t about to go through first. &amp;nbsp;Call me chicken, but the guy in front of me had to drive over a log. &amp;nbsp;I was praying we could make it through, and that God would take care of everything. &amp;nbsp;Maybe God doesn&#39;t take care of all of those types of things, but I believe if He does, then I&#39;d like to give credit where credit is due, and I&#39;ll give him the credit even if He doesn&#39;t. &amp;nbsp;He deserves more than I give him already. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, the log moved out of the way. &amp;nbsp;I drove straight through it. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so thankful God provides. &lt;br /&gt;
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I know this was a string of random thoughts, but that&#39;s what I&#39;ve got tonight.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/5026249736739810462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/safe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5026249736739810462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/5026249736739810462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/safe.html' title='Safe'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-4626235368216076793</id><published>2011-04-25T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:11:38.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms</title><content type='html'>Storms and more storms. &amp;nbsp;We have had a lot of storms recently. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve been in the closet twice in the last week. &amp;nbsp;Both times we&#39;ve had to pull them out of bed. &amp;nbsp;Frustrating, but a great adventure. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Our Easter weekend was great. &amp;nbsp;Dusty was off on Friday, and we were able to run a couple of errands as a family. &amp;nbsp;Saturday we stayed at home most of the day, and we relaxed a lot. &amp;nbsp;The kids had an Easter egg hunt that morning. &amp;nbsp;They had a more fun time playing on the playground than they did hunting eggs. :) &amp;nbsp;Yesterday we went to Dusty&#39;s parents&#39; house, and the kids played outside all day. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, we didn&#39;t reapply the sunscreen, so Hannah has a slight sunburn on her shoulders and just under her left eye. &amp;nbsp;I must not have put sunscreen as close to her eye as I thought. &amp;nbsp;I just didn&#39;t want to get it in her eye. &amp;nbsp;Also, she had it on one of her crown. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t believe I didn&#39;t make her wear a hat. &amp;nbsp;Seth didn&#39;t get any burn at all. &amp;nbsp;His skin tone is so much darker. &amp;nbsp;Poor little light skinned girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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I made some more stuff this weekend though. &amp;nbsp;I made cake truffles for the first time. &amp;nbsp;I used a (are you sitting down) boxed cake mix. &amp;nbsp;I KNOW! &amp;nbsp;It was suggested by most every blog I found with the recipe. &amp;nbsp;That way the cake-to-icing ratio would be right. &amp;nbsp;I did make my own icing though. &amp;nbsp;I used a funfetti mix, which I love, but apparently not when it&#39;s all smushed together and mixed with icing. &amp;nbsp;It was all brown then. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, here&#39;s the link,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bakerella.com/red-velvet-cake-balls/&quot;&gt;Cake Balls by Bakerella&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;I used to tell me how to make it, only I used funfetti, and my own icing. &amp;nbsp;Also, I used melted milk chocolate to cover some of them, and then Wilton candy melts to cover the rest. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not the biggest fan of these, but they seemed to be enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;
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In other news, Dusty and I started playing a video game on the Wii a few days ago, and we&#39;re obsessed once again. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s fun. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/4626235368216076793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/storms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/4626235368216076793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/4626235368216076793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/storms.html' title='Storms'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-8804174827403738423</id><published>2011-04-18T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T15:23:02.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa</title><content type='html'>I just paid $72 for gas. &amp;nbsp;Granted, I had barely any gas left in my tank, but I just paid $72 for gas, and that was with $.10 off per gallon, PLUS it was less at this gas station than anywhere else. &amp;nbsp;Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m ready for my kids to get back to being healthy again. &amp;nbsp;And by kids, I mean, Seth. &amp;nbsp;Hannah hasn&#39;t gotten the last two things that Seth has gotten. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m exhausted, so I&#39;m hoping I don&#39;t get it. &amp;nbsp;Seth has been waking up at night coughing, so the nights have been pretty broken. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ll make it though. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday during naps Dusty and I made lavender soap. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve made soap before, but this time we&#39;re using essential oils. &amp;nbsp;We got the oils in the mail on Friday, and were able to make soap on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;It smells fabulous. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ll be able to use it in the middle of May. &amp;nbsp;We had also gotten peppermint oil to try, and we actually made that yesterday morning. &amp;nbsp;We had to stay home from church because Seth had fever on Saturday, so we let them kids play a Wii game, and Dusty and I made peppermint soap. &amp;nbsp;Now we have 80 ounces of soap curing, and we&#39;re happy about that. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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It looks like I&#39;m going to have another person to make cakes for, in the near future. &amp;nbsp;My neighbor saw the picture of my cake that I made last week, and she asked me to make one for her son, who turns 21 on the 30th. I gave her a couple of cupcakes I had recently made to test. &amp;nbsp;One was the chocolate chip cookie dough cupcake I posted the recipe for last week, and one was the chocolate cupcake with vanilla buttercream that I posted about last week, too. &amp;nbsp;She loved the cookie dough one. &amp;nbsp;She said her son&#39;s favorite dessert is cookie dough, so these cupcakes would be perfect. &amp;nbsp;She&#39;s going to get back to me about how many dozen she wants. &amp;nbsp;I thought the price I quoted her was a bit high, but I just looked online last night to find the price of a &quot;cupcakery&quot; in Jackson. &amp;nbsp;They&#39;re new and have specialized cupcakes too. &amp;nbsp;I decided to ask $15 a dozen for these. &amp;nbsp;The place in Jackson charges THIRTY DOLLARS a dozen! &amp;nbsp;Ridiculously expensive! &amp;nbsp;I&#39;d LOVE to get that much for a dozen cupcakes! &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m just pleased with $15! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, I&#39;m excited about the prospect of getting a profit for baking. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Did I tell you about Hannah reading On the Banks of Plum Creek? &amp;nbsp;She&#39;s on page 207.&lt;br /&gt;
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Buttercream Icing Recipe&lt;br /&gt;
1 c. shortening&lt;br /&gt;
2-3 T water (depends on the stiffness of icing desired)&lt;br /&gt;
3/4 t clear vanilla&lt;br /&gt;
1/4 t clear butter flavor&lt;br /&gt;
dash of salt&lt;br /&gt;
1 lb (about 4 c.) powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;
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Mix shortening and liquids until fully blended. &amp;nbsp;Add powdered sugar gradually and mix thoroughly every time. Mix on medium high until light and fluffy. &amp;nbsp;If it&#39;s too stiff, add another teaspoon of water until consistency is desired.&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn&#39;t get a whole lot of sleep last night. &amp;nbsp;We didn&#39;t go to bed early since Dusty had been working outside for a long time unloading the dirt. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t make it outside before he came in last night. Then at 2:20 the weather radio alarm went off telling us there was a tornado watch. &amp;nbsp;Then at 4 something the thunder started, and it woke me up. &amp;nbsp;I looked at the kids, and noticed Seth was on his stomach all curled up, so I figured he was cold. &amp;nbsp;Also, he&#39;d had a fever last night, and his medicine had probably worn off, so I was pretty sure he was cold. &amp;nbsp;I saw Hannah moving significantly after one big clap of thunder, so I went up to give her Mr. Bear, which is the gigantic bear whose legs cover her ears. :) &amp;nbsp;I put Mr. Bear on her bed, and she sweetly said, &quot;Thank you, Mommy&quot; and then a big clap happened, so I went to cover up Seth, and came back and laid down with her for a few minutes while the thunder ended. &amp;nbsp;She was very happy. :) &amp;nbsp;I tried to go back to sleep, and it took me about an hour. &amp;nbsp;Then one hour after that at 6:10, the weather radio went off again. &amp;nbsp;This time it was a tornado warning for Madison County. &amp;nbsp;It was south Madison, so it&#39;s almost an entire county away from us. &amp;nbsp;I slept until the actual sleeping alarm went off...three times. &lt;br /&gt;
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We had a very busy morning today, and I really could&#39;ve used some more sleep, but thankfully God blessed my schedule and my strength, and we made it through it all. &amp;nbsp;I took the cake, and it looked great when she got it! &amp;nbsp;Then she picked up the box and held it with ONE arm! &amp;nbsp;WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!? &amp;nbsp;AAAAHHHH!!! &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t care. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m paid. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s photographed, and documented, so I&#39;m good. :) &amp;nbsp;I just hope it tastes good. &amp;nbsp;I know the chocolate layer will, but the white layer is a little sketchy. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not a big scratch white cake fan. &amp;nbsp;Oh well. &amp;nbsp;Not my cake. &amp;nbsp;I took Seth to the doctor today, too, because of his cough. &amp;nbsp;I was getting worried because he had a fever, and it didn&#39;t seem to be getting any better. &amp;nbsp;Actually, last night he coughed a lot more than any other night with the cough. &amp;nbsp;The doctor said that he thinks it&#39;s probably the end of croup that has been caused by a virus that just didn&#39;t give fever. &amp;nbsp;He said that he probably didn&#39;t need steroids, but gave me a prescription to use if he gets worse tonight or tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;I love our pediatrician. &amp;nbsp;He allows me to use my discretion on treating our children with medicine, sometimes, because he knows that I pay attention and have common sense. :) &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m just glad that he doesn&#39;t have bronchitis or pneumonia or anything that bad. &lt;br /&gt;
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So that was a lot of talk! &amp;nbsp;Now I&#39;m going to rest. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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OH, also, we&#39;ve been reading The Little House books. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve read the first two to the kids, and we&#39;re in the middle of Farmer Boy (which, by the way, is WAY less interesting and way more boring than the others). &amp;nbsp;I got the fourth book, On the Banks of Plum Creek, from the library on Wednesday, and Hannah picked it up yesterday and looked through it. &amp;nbsp;Today she picked it up and started to read it. &amp;nbsp;She has read around 50 pages of it this morning. &amp;nbsp;How funny would it be if Hannah read her first novel at age 4. &amp;nbsp;Hilarious, I tell you. &amp;nbsp;Hilarious.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/8204768136293541050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/woo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/8204768136293541050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/8204768136293541050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/woo.html' title='WOO!!'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-228999665944434739</id><published>2011-04-14T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:22:44.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake</title><content type='html'>I made a cake today. &amp;nbsp;Well, really I made two layers yesterday, and two today, and then decorated it today. &amp;nbsp;It took me all blessed day. &amp;nbsp;My poor kids have been neglected. &amp;nbsp;Also, Seth&#39;s sick AGAIN. &amp;nbsp;This time he has some kind of chest congestion, almost croup, nasty just now developing a fever even though the cough has been here 2 days already, thing. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m going to post a picture of the cake, and then I&#39;m going to not move my hands anymore. &amp;nbsp;My hands are tired. &amp;nbsp;I did the entire cake in buttercream, and all the decorations are buttercream as well. &amp;nbsp;Most people would do these out of fondant. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t. &amp;nbsp;Fondant doesn&#39;t taste good. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m hoping that the cake doesn&#39;t sag because I forgot to put in supports. &amp;nbsp;I remembered it after I had completely smoothed...oh my word, it is taking me so many tries to get the words typed right...and the green squiggly lines piped and smoothed. &amp;nbsp;I decided, with the consultation of a couple of people, that it would be best left alone. &amp;nbsp;If I tried to take the top layer off, it could easily result in disaster and a LOT more work. &amp;nbsp;This way, there&#39;s just a hope it doesn&#39;t collapse or sink. &amp;nbsp;If it does, then I&#39;ll have a disaster and a lot more work, but it will more than likely not happen. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m going for better odds this time. &lt;br /&gt;
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What do you think about the cupcake? &amp;nbsp;It was a spur of the moment decision, and I thought it would be cute, and I think it is. &amp;nbsp;When you layer a cake, you&#39;re supposed to have 4 inches between sizes of pans, so this is a 10 inch, 6 inch, and then the cupcake would be 2 inches. :) &amp;nbsp;I think it&#39;s cute. &amp;nbsp;This cake is for a teenager, and it&#39;s custom made for them from a picture they sent me. &amp;nbsp;They wanted nothing pink, so they asked for green and black. &amp;nbsp;Oh my word, my anecdotal abilities are GONE! &amp;nbsp;I started this stuff at 7:15 this morning, and stopped for about 45 minutes when I had someone come by around lunch, and then started back and worked until 5:40 tonight. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t think I&#39;m being paid NEARLY enough to cover my time. &amp;nbsp;Maybe if I did this more often, it would be worth it because I&#39;d get faster. &amp;nbsp;Knowing me, I wouldn&#39;t get much faster because I&#39;m too much of a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;
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And now I&#39;m going to help my husband finish unloading the mulch from the back of his truck because it&#39;s going to rain again tomorrow, and we don&#39;t want to have his truck hanging halfway out of the garage during this storm like the last one. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/228999665944434739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/cake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/228999665944434739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/228999665944434739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/cake.html' title='Cake'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEHRdtcBcckOhhGAqD9T9IvBoHhr7h_VWv22cx2cpy_GSI9BhLUAX7WH0tf-FfdY2hx1olJtxHmlgzYCO_0INjDO8enKTKNGv8qYIkxLdJPoGiMoHT6ecaVsuFVv7GGqWGcdSedNuPH-w/s72-c/cake+front.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-8029686565801035405</id><published>2011-04-13T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:20:30.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>I was inspired to make these by a cupcake making friend, who commented on my last post. &amp;nbsp;(By the way, Lindsay, I saw that recipe, but had made these before. &amp;nbsp;Next time, I will definitely be using that new recipe.) &amp;nbsp;This will be a super short post because I have to go make some cakes for my actual paid cake, also I have to pick up my house because we&#39;re having our Bible study here tonight. &amp;nbsp;No pressure. &amp;nbsp;Don&#39;t have anything to do. &amp;nbsp;Also, I have a piano lesson at 3:30. &amp;nbsp;Here&#39;s the link for the recipe I used for my chocolate chip cookie dough cupcakes. &amp;nbsp;I like the idea of having mushy cookie dough in the center, with none of it cooked, and that&#39;s why I chose this recipe. &amp;nbsp;It makes for more work, but I love the payoff. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://annies-eats.net/2010/04/01/chocolate-chip-cookie-dough-cupcakes/&quot;&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You may notice that this is the same blog from which I got the strawberry cupcake recipe. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s true. &amp;nbsp;This woman has some GREAT recipes. &amp;nbsp;Browse her site. &amp;nbsp;You may find something delicious that you&#39;ve never tried before. &amp;nbsp;Happened to me! &amp;nbsp;OK, now I&#39;m going to cook.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/8029686565801035405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/chocolate-chip-cookie-dough-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/8029686565801035405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/8029686565801035405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/chocolate-chip-cookie-dough-cupcakes.html' title='Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Cupcakes'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252930387694707805.post-3683730037537143947</id><published>2011-04-12T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:04:16.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ugly Strawberry Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>So I made these strawberry cupcakes, like I did a few weeks ago and they turned out BEAUTIFULLY. &amp;nbsp;This time, not so much. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not sure what happened differently, but I hope it doesn&#39;t happen next time. &amp;nbsp;Here&#39;s the link to those cupcakes, HOWEVER, I did not use the icing recipe here. &amp;nbsp;I made up my own recipe instead. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t want to spend the time doing the Swiss Meringue Icing for either time because I was running short both times I&#39;ve made these. &amp;nbsp;OK, really, here&#39;s the link:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://annies-eats.net/2010/12/29/strawberry-cupcakes-2/&quot;&gt;Strawberry Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I made my regular buttercream icing recipe, except I substituted pureed strawberries for the water. &amp;nbsp;Here&#39;s my recipe:&lt;br /&gt;
Strawberry Icing&lt;br /&gt;
1 cup shortening&lt;br /&gt;
3 T strawberry puree&lt;br /&gt;
3/4 t vanilla&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 t butter flavor&lt;br /&gt;
sprinkle of salt&lt;br /&gt;
1 lb (about 4 cups) powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;
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Puree strawberries in food processor until they were liquid. &amp;nbsp;Mix shortening with puree, vanilla, butter flavor, and salt until well blended. &amp;nbsp;Start slowly, and turn up speed to medium for 2-3 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Mix in powdered sugar slowly, about a cup at a time until well blended with each cup. Mix on medium-high until nice and fluffy. &amp;nbsp;If it has stiff peaks and seems too spiky, you can add milk or water, by the teaspoon, and mix in between additions until completely incorporated and the texture is achieved. &lt;br /&gt;
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I did a 1M swirl on the cupcakes, which takes a LOT of icing, so I made a double recipe. &lt;br /&gt;
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I went to Hobby Lobby today. &amp;nbsp;Wilton stuff is 30% off this week, and I could DEFINITELY spend too much money there! &amp;nbsp;I need to check my supply and see what I need, and go back and get some stuff just so I can get it cheaper. &amp;nbsp;I need to get a few things just so I can have them if I need to make another cake...like I have to this week!! &amp;nbsp;I have a person who wants me to make a cake for them! &amp;nbsp;A two layer, white on one, chocolate on the other, cake, and I&#39;m going to get paid for it! &amp;nbsp;WOOOO!!!! &amp;nbsp;Dusty&#39;s sister works with someone that needs one for Friday, and apparently I&#39;m way cheaper than a bakery she talked to, so I got it! &amp;nbsp;WOOOOO!!! &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tune in tomorrow for a recipe link to my husband&#39;s favorite kind of cupcakes.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/feeds/3683730037537143947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-ugly-strawberry-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/3683730037537143947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252930387694707805/posts/default/3683730037537143947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverunderdone.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-ugly-strawberry-cupcakes.html' title='My Ugly Strawberry Cupcakes'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05646950526661406332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>