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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ENRno7fyp7ImA9WxNbE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164</id><updated>2009-11-15T13:01:37.407-06:00</updated><title>Sprittibee</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Sprittibee" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>Sprittibee</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8BSXw7cCp7ImA9WxNbEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-8212756105411918736</id><published>2009-11-13T21:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:54:18.208-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-13T21:54:18.208-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Bee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>My Interview at Heart of the Matter</title><content type="html">&lt;img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-10392" title="redmom" src="http://heartofthematteronline.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/redmom-264x300.jpg" alt="redmom" width="185" height="210" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where did the name Sprittibee come from?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Sprittibee is actually a nickname and a last initial put together (and here you thought it was all about honey bee obsession!). When me and my hubby were dating back in the early 90’s, he called me Spritti and I called him Spooker. Sickening, I know. The “SP” was a language addition based on that REM song, “Losing My Religion,” where he said “It’s bigger than you… and you are not me.” He slurred his words and said “Spigger”, which was somehow REAL funny to us barely 20 year old, lovesick kids who were stuck in the car part of every day together as we both ran errands for the companies we worked for. That song was on the radio a LOT back then.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Spritti is really “pretty” (glad he thought I was – cuz I was head over heels and still am). I bet you can’t guess what Spooker was. It came from a the shell necklace that Kev bought in Galveston when he went down there to buy a Yaga t-shirt. The necklace was made of puka shells. Add your S and you’ve got the original version of his pathetically dorky nickname. Lucky for him, it didn’t stick quite as well as mine. I’m sure I haven’t called him that in over ten years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kids are retarded. Sadly, dumb nicknames STICK. I figure it doesn’t matter if you all know this sordid secret, though. You would be amazed at how many people ask. If I had given my “brand name” a little more thought when I started blogging (on accident through commenting on someone else’s blog), I probably would NEVER have used “Sprittibee” as a blog title. Believe me, I have regretted it many times–but after four years of blogging, I’m stuck with it. I do like bees, so it’s not all bad. I have quite a collection of bee knick knacks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you share a little about your family with us?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-10393" title="48" src="http://heartofthematteronline.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/48.jpg" alt="48" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re complete nerds. My husband is a computer geek and very handy with electrical and mechanical stuff. We’ve been married for over 16 years. It was love at first sight. We only dated 8 months and I was barely 20 when we landed in the JP. Amazingly, we still get butterflies for each other, so I’m pretty sure that God was behind the whole ordeal – even before we were on his bandwagon. We have 2 kids and one on the way. Our son is 12 and our daughter is 10. They are super kids and I suspect they will be more than helpful when the little Viking arrives in a few weeks. When we aren’t all working, we like to spend time together. I think homeschooling has created the most awesome bonds of love and friendship in our family. I’d rather be with my husband and kids than anyone on the planet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have I mentioned that my man is &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2006/02/prudent-humor-and-homeschool-ice-days.html"&gt;exquisitely handsome&lt;/a&gt;? That helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You blog at http://sbees.blogspot.com How has blogging been therapeutic for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is just part of who I am now. I wanted to be a writer when I was a kid, and yet I was too lazy or overwhelmed by large projects to ever spend the time necessary to get something done and turned in to a publisher. Being a party-chasing heathen didn’t help. I had binders full of poetry, short stories, beginnings of novels–and life tended to get in the way. After I met Kevin and we had our first child, I pretty much gave up passionate reading and writing. Being a wife and mother was much more pressing and rewarding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve always journaled and began scrapbooking after I had my kids, so blogging was a natural transition for me. Once I figured out what blogging really was and discovered its potential (and realized it would take too much of my precious time up), I became addicted.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; It serves as a platform for sharing thoughts and ideas with other like-minded folk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It provides a place to share and help to encourage other homeschool moms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It gives me a place to create a digital scrapbook or portfolio for my homeschooling and our lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It offers a way to share updates with family who want to keep in touch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is a platform for &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/02/brought-to-you-by-letter-f.html"&gt;whining, swollen, pregnant moms on bedrest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;What’s not to love about blogging?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your favorite self indulgence?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging and chocolate are my favorite self indulgences. I consider the time I blog an indulgence since it doesn’t offer equal compensation. The friends I’ve made through blogging make it worth my while, the fun reviews and free products are a nice perk, but I’d love for someone to pay me a salary for all the work I put in to it! What blogger wouldn’t?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As for the chocolate (which is almost as important), I like Choxie dark chocolate truffles, Raspberry Dark Chocolate bars from Godiva, York Peppermint Patties, and Andes Mints. In that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever experienced “homeschooling” negativity?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure. We have plenty of naysayers in our family. I’ve always been somewhat of a rebel, though, so I’m used to the “black sheep” syndrome. I was an awful and sneaky child that stayed in trouble most of my younger years. Even to the point of tricking my mom to give me $75 for church camp and taking a bus to another town and go out all weekend – all night. My kids won’t ever get anything past me. My theory on naysayers is just to let it roll off my back like beads of water on a duck. As long as you have the support of your husband and you believe God has called you to the task, YOU GO MAMA! God will give you what you need to succeed and your children will be the proof that YOU were right in the long run.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many of the people who didn’t agree with us homeschooling as the kids were younger are coming around, or at least acknowledging that the kids are different than public schooled kids (in a GOOD or BETTER) way. Even my husband (who was my biggest critic when I first wanted to homeschool) said just the other night to the kids, “I’m so glad you guys aren’t in public school.” Now that they are older, the proof is really there in the pudding! And since I’m a firm believer that character is more important than academics (who likes an intelligent JERK?), I’d say that that proof is more than worth dealing with any “negativity” that I’ve ever dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have any curriculum on the market, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I drooled over Rosetta Stone for years and haven’t ever been able to afford it. I guess I’d take a few boxes if they offered a give-away or review! We are about to start Italian with another program soon, so I’m not as whiney about it any more. I’d also love Photoshop Design Premium CS3 or 4, but not just for school (although I would love to teach the kids digital art and photography skills, as both of them are interested in it–like mom). Those two programs are way out of my price range. I pretty much have what I need and borrow what I don’t from friends in local co-ops or the library as we go along. If I had my druthers, I’d have much more mad money for buying books that we fall in love with, though. Books are my homeschool desire when it comes to spending sprees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a large blog following. Does this effect what you share at all?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t spend as much time worrying over numbers of readers like I did &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2005/11/do-i-have-to-be-large.html"&gt;when I first started blogging&lt;/a&gt;. I often forget about the site meter for long periods and I removed my blog from the ‘ecosphere’ because I’d rather worry about the content than my “status.” I realized over the years that you shouldn’t try to figure out what people want to read, you should just be yourself. If the traffic comes, then so be it. That doesn’t mean I don’t try to be part of the community and reach out to other bloggers, it just means I don’t obsess over my readership–or lack of it–but rather focus on being real, just like you would in real life!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I post pretty much whatever is on my mind – but I do consider how family members or friends might react to it before I blurt it out. I think I worry more about my family and friends who read my blog (the ones I know in person) than I do the general public. I’m sure there are other weirdos like me out there. I love reading other people’s blogs when they are candid and real… so I figure it will only run off the people who probably shouldn’t be reading, if I’m that way in my posts. Even when talking about &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-my-name-is-heather-and-i-steal.html"&gt;fry-snatching&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2008/08/pop-goes.html"&gt;getting catheters&lt;/a&gt; at the hospital, and &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2007/11/swapping-snot.html"&gt;swapping snot&lt;/a&gt; on accident.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could you share with us your homeschooling motto/theme/verse?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe what Clay and Sally Clarkson said in “Educating the Whole Hearted Child,” that homeschooling is “the right thing to do!” In their book they share so many amazing quotes and inspiring scriptures. It is hard to narrow it down to just one verse, motto, or theme.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I call our homeschool “Magnum Opus Academy” based on the book Charlotte’s Web. Magnum Opus, loosely translated from Latin in to our modern tongue is “life’s masterpiece.” Charlotte’s was her egg sack, containing the children she would share with the world after she was gone. You could also call that a legacy. Your children are your legacy. There’s nothing more important than educating them and passing on the faith in Christ that sustains you. One of my favorite verses (listed on my &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/1990/06/spritti-what.html"&gt;About Page&lt;/a&gt; at my blog) has the line “when Christ – who IS YOUR LIFE appears” in it. I firmly agree that He IS my life. Based on that, nothing else but a God-centered education would do for my children. Homeschooling is really the only way to achieve the type of family bonds that God desires, the worldview that God desires, and the purity of heart that God desires.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I absolutely adore my kids. I see how homeschooling (even though I am flawed and broken) has blessed their character every day. Therefore, I rejoice that in my weaknesses, God has done miracles. I am honored to be His tool.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.” – 3 John 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;One day I hope to be able to say that long after I have finished my portion of the educational life experiences that my kids are to receive, that they will continue in the Truth. After all, any parent that loves their children would not sacrifice herself to make sure that they stayed alive. And eternal life is much more important than this temporal one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How has homeschooling changed your life for the better?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeschooling is freedom. Freedom to think for yourself, to follow your bliss, to take advantage of quality time together as a family, to dig as deep as you want in to what ever interests you. Every day we spend with daddy when he is off work, every vacation we take, every field trip we go on, we are so very thankful for the fact that we are not strapped in to the rigid schedule (or watered-down curriculum) of the public school system. As much as we have moved, I can’t see how any other lifestyle would have worked for us. While we lived in Arkansas for two years my husband worked nights and weekends and got odd days off (sometimes not even consecutive days). If it weren’t for us homeschooling, they would hardly ever have seen their dad for two solid years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another blessing has been the PEOPLE we have met. Oh, I can’t even go in to this right now or this might become a novel. Suffice it to say that there are a ton of wonderful kid-loving, God-fearing, selfless and amazingly interesting and fun homeschool parents and kids out there. Friendships that will last far beyond graduation–that’s another blessing homeschooling has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on your “future new addition.” Has pregnancy changed any of your homeschool routines?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy has forced me to &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-our-homeschool-was-reality-show.html"&gt;reconsider my perfectionism&lt;/a&gt;. It has really relaxed our style and given me the freedom to feel like God is in control (instead of me). What a blessing! The kids are thrilled with our more flexible and relaxed schedule. School and family life has been more enjoyable. Will our school schedule always stay like this? No. I’ve learned that change is still the only constant – even with homeschool curricula and schedules. However, it is a joy to go through the different seasons of your life, and we are trying to make the most of this one despite any difficulties it presents. Hopefully the infancy and toddler years will be the same–more growing, learning, adapting and bonding together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interview by:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-5394" title="nikowa" src="http://heartofthematteronline.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/nikowa-223x300.jpg" alt="nikowa" width="80" height="108" /&gt;Nikowa is a 2nd year homeschooling mom to two boys. With her “learning never ends” philosophy, they have an eclectic year-round approach to learning. When she’s not teaching, she enjoys photography, organizing, cooking, and reading. She is a #1 LOST fan and watches UGA football too! (Go Dawgs!) You can visit Nikowa at &lt;a href="http://knowledgehouseacademy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Knowledge House Academy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-8212756105411918736?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/8212756105411918736/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=8212756105411918736" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8212756105411918736?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8212756105411918736?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/27kjU96johw/my-interview-at-heart-of-matter.html" title="My Interview at Heart of the Matter" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-interview-at-heart-of-matter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4GRHY9fSp7ImA9WxNUGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-8379545487794300607</id><published>2009-11-11T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:55:25.865-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-10T23:55:25.865-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><title>Almost Wordless Wednesday: Beautiful People</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/bpeople.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beautiful on the inside and out.&lt;/span&gt; I adore these folks (and their dashing daddy - not pictured). Lucky for me, I got to do a quick photo-shoot of them in their 'natural habitat'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take the little ones home with me. Cuter kids are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-8379545487794300607?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/8379545487794300607/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=8379545487794300607" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8379545487794300607?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8379545487794300607?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/hiEmVicE7d0/almost-wordless-wednesday-beautiful.html" title="Almost Wordless Wednesday: Beautiful People" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-wordless-wednesday-beautiful.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUCSXc7cSp7ImA9WxNUGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-5417200408300010526</id><published>2009-11-10T10:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:57:48.909-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-10T10:57:48.909-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webosphere" /><title>Voting Has Begun at the Homeschool Blog Awards!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/11/get-your-vote-on/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w108/hsbawards/post%20photos/5ab9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence over here has been a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;, very busy one. I'm not neglecting you by my own free will, you know. I just have a mountain of work during the Homeschool Blog Awards. Now that polls are up and voting has begun (oh, yes - you better hurry on over there! Click the voting button!), I'll be trying to reclaim my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that to-do list that has been glaring at you for the past few days when you clicked over here? I'm going to try and get some of it checked off. And more importantly, I'm going to try and get caught up with school, paperwork, bills, and time with family. They feel as neglected as you do. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-5417200408300010526?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/5417200408300010526/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=5417200408300010526" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5417200408300010526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5417200408300010526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/f1swYzIGNmM/voting-has-begun-at-homeschool-blog.html" title="Voting Has Begun at the Homeschool Blog Awards!" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/voting-has-begun-at-homeschool-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAHRXczfCp7ImA9WxNUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-2690893455743375292</id><published>2009-11-05T22:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:02:14.984-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-05T23:02:14.984-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Bee" /><title>The To-Do List Failure Continues...</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/spiralbound.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know me by now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I make long lists. &lt;/span&gt;I beat myself up over them. But I just can't let go of the urge to list-it-all-up. And writing things down on here for the world to see makes me feel guilty when I'm not working hard to get it checked off; even though you, and your busy self could probably care less what I have to get done around here in the Land Of All Chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, here is the WAY belated update on my annual to-do list since I haven't had an update for July, August, September, or October. I know I did a LOT of something in those months. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It all just seems to be running together these days.&lt;/span&gt; It is downright impossible that it was nearly 8 months ago (in 12 days) that the Viking was born. Talk about throwing a bull in a china cabinet. Er, well, maybe we weren't as neat and orderly as a china cabinet to begin with... but we did have some semblance of a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With baby, my life resembles less of a china cabinet and more of my Tupperware cabinet.&lt;/span&gt; It's not pretty. There are functional things in there, but no one can find them. And if you find a part of one, there's a 98% chance that the other part is buried and won't appear until the day AFTER you need it. This is my homeschool and household, people. I'm beginning to get used to it. Wake me from my delusional state of shock when the baby is in Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'll just keep beating myself up over the un-done lists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here’s what I got done in July, August, September &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and October&lt;/span&gt; (remember, I need to get 12 things done each month to finish by Dec. '09 - of which I really have no hope at this point):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. took more photos of baby's feet&lt;br /&gt;28. start every day with the Lord (been making real progress here)&lt;br /&gt;37. organized the bookshelves (again)&lt;br /&gt;38. organized the school supply closet (again - looks really good right now!)&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-pink-orange-white-and-brown.html"&gt;highlighted my hair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. buy another must-have book for our homeschool library (YAY! Got my poetry book I've been wanting for years!)&lt;br /&gt;78. lots of give-aways on my blog and a new Blog-Hop Giveaway at the Homeschool Post&lt;br /&gt;93. made progress in cleaning email boxes out (ongoing torture)&lt;br /&gt;113. decluttered (major paper pile overhaul near my desk and my file cabinets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;115. put past school papers in binders (working on this now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. Morgan has made cookies, brownies, and enchiladas by herself... Kaden is trying to get me to put down cheese toast, bacon and tomato soup - but those don't count. Sorry, dude.&lt;br /&gt;118. While I didn't freeze it, I did cook all of the sweet potatoes from our garden last night so we can make sweet potato casserole and coffee cake - that's cooking ahead, right?&lt;br /&gt;136. adopted a new book case from a friend, moved book case to my room, reorganized books (now I just need a reading lamp since I doubt I'll move the 'rocker' out of my room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;140. work some on indexing blog (finished tags and now I have to go in and do the images &amp;amp; formatting on older posts)&lt;br /&gt;145. make a mock Thanksgiving meal (doing that again this weekend for our small group - but this time I only have to make stuffing)&lt;br /&gt;152. cleaned off &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-understood.html"&gt;my desk&lt;/a&gt; again (and again) - you saw it yesterday, right? My next post will hopefully be an AFTER shot! I hate a messy desk. It makes me feel like a slob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not numbered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started school for the year&lt;br /&gt;back to school breakfast&lt;br /&gt;attended another homeschool convention and a &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-type-mom-recap-of-trip.html"&gt;blogging conference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned history and science co-ops for the year&lt;br /&gt;continue working on my prayer project: Power of a Praying Wife&lt;br /&gt;re-planned virtual history co-op&lt;br /&gt;took Kohen to see his first movie, "Up", at the theater&lt;br /&gt;got a high chair and introduced solids&lt;br /&gt;met my nephew for the first time (born in May)&lt;br /&gt;attended a World Bible School fund raiser&lt;br /&gt;babysat my cousins' kiddos for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;hugged Marshie&lt;br /&gt;learned how to recover lost photos on a corrupt memory stick&lt;br /&gt;helped the kids participate in the &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-eating-her-curds-and-whey.html"&gt;science fair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organized the Homeschool Swap&lt;br /&gt;visited with a friend from out of state&lt;br /&gt;had my sister-in-law and niece over to spend the night&lt;br /&gt;took my kids bowling&lt;br /&gt;took the hubby and kids to play practice and watched their VBS play&lt;br /&gt;took the kids to the zoo, the park, and across the United States to North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;toured the Biltmore Estate and North Carolina Arboretum&lt;br /&gt;spent the night with a dear friend in Arkansas&lt;br /&gt;went on a women's retreat&lt;br /&gt;Did PR and admin work for the &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/wondering-where-i-am.html"&gt;Homeschool Blog Awards&lt;/a&gt; that are ongoing now&lt;br /&gt;met another blogger on my list of "must meet" blog friends (I heart my invisible buddies and my IRL ones.)&lt;br /&gt;learned to shoot at the &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-or-range.html"&gt;gun range&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more purging of clothes from closets and drawers - a work in progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going to pat myself on the back by hiring a maid to come deep clean my house.&lt;/span&gt; Can I afford it? NO. Am I going to do it anyway? YES. I'm starting the holidays off with some peace of mind. Even if I have to panhandle to get there. Anyone want to donate 5$ towards my sanity? Please see the Tip Jar on my sidebar. Your spare change is appreciated. If I don't use it to pay for the maid, it will go towards paying for the service call from GE as they come out to fix my broken washing machine. A month's worth of wringing out every. stinkin'. item. of. clothing. is ENOUGH to make a woman go mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second reward will be home-baked nutty chocolate chip cookies; made with love by my daughter, Morgan. She promised them to me tonight. I'm counting the minutes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate goes a long way towards helping start your weekend off right.&lt;/span&gt; I'm just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/pencileraser.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Below are my plans for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; November &lt;/span&gt;(some of these may be carried over from above if they aren't done yet):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. work more on organizing kids' closets and rooms/toys-storage, etc.&lt;br /&gt;8. eat at the Melting Pot&lt;br /&gt;10. read with the kids&lt;br /&gt;15. completely caught up with grading, paperwork, portfolios&lt;br /&gt;18. more organizing of filing cabinets and handles replaced&lt;br /&gt;19. for heaven's sake, write down and type up Ammie's recipes! I keep doing this half way and forgetting to finish!&lt;br /&gt;20. start a postcard project&lt;br /&gt;21. earn some money selling used books/curriculum (maybe that would help me pay for the maid)&lt;br /&gt;23. find good homeschool groove (in my dreams)&lt;br /&gt;25. blog about a procrastination project that I complete (does this post count?)&lt;br /&gt;27. work on bedtimes/getting up earlier (this is hard with baby in the house!)&lt;br /&gt;28. start every day with the Lord (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;32. birth announcements (HA! More like early Christmas letters)&lt;br /&gt;33. finish reading camera manual&lt;br /&gt;45. work on eating less sweets! (with the holidays coming? Don't think so.)&lt;br /&gt;47. get school schedule written down and re-vamped&lt;br /&gt;48. standardized tests&lt;br /&gt;53. read homeschool books for mom (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;58. have a homeschool planning day&lt;br /&gt;60. family and baby portraits&lt;br /&gt;65. keeping regular menus and eating at home more&lt;br /&gt;69. use video camera more, learn how to use it for blogging - hoping to get a Flip&lt;br /&gt;78. do a give away on my blog (again)&lt;br /&gt;79. post recipes on my food blog (check the link on the right!)&lt;br /&gt;82. school first - housework second &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which explains the need for a maid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. nature journals&lt;br /&gt;85. start family devo and reading time&lt;br /&gt;86. start reading book with hubby about marriage&lt;br /&gt;94. Make annual letter for '08 and '09, print next year's calendar pages out&lt;br /&gt;97. have someone over for dinner&lt;br /&gt;102. measure/weigh kids (put the info in their school books)&lt;br /&gt;107. read TO kids every school day&lt;br /&gt;112. make dolmas&lt;br /&gt;113. declutter somewhere&lt;br /&gt;114. help the kids blog&lt;br /&gt;117. set up a meal for each kid to cook without help for Nov/Dec&lt;br /&gt;118. cook and freeze meals&lt;br /&gt;130. get rid of old xbox (sell)&lt;br /&gt;133. kid's book list&lt;br /&gt;136. get a lamp for the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;140. work on blog (old post formatting &amp;amp; replacing photo/graphics)&lt;br /&gt;150. finish baby's mural (paint the stupid. owl. already.) and put the crib up&lt;br /&gt;152. clean off my desk again (because I'm sure it will pile up like the laundry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not numbered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more thank you cards sent out&lt;br /&gt;finish prayer project: Power of a Praying Wife&lt;br /&gt;take lots of pictures&lt;br /&gt;get school binder organized&lt;br /&gt;finish tweaking goals, lesson plans and assignments in to Tracker&lt;br /&gt;continue Photoshop and photo lessons for me and kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can admit it. The list won't get finished this year. I'm OK with it.&lt;/span&gt; I'm just going to "do the next thing". Even if it involves poop or spit up. I'm no quitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How are you doing on your list for 2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick Links&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009-to-do-list.html"&gt;2009 LIST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/01/tackling-list.html"&gt;Monthly BREAKDOWN of goals for January&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/02/january-progress-report.html"&gt;Progress report for January&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-progress-report.html"&gt;Progress report for February&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/04/march-and-april-goals.html"&gt;March and April Goals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/07/may-june-and-to-do-list-saga.html"&gt;May, June... and the To-Do List Saga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/a/emailverifySubmit?feedId=398629"&gt;Subscribe to Sprittibee by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/baby" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-2690893455743375292?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/2690893455743375292/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=2690893455743375292" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/2690893455743375292?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/2690893455743375292?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/yB8cfS1H7Qc/to-do-list-failure-continues.html" title="The To-Do List Failure Continues..." /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-do-list-failure-continues.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YDR30-cCp7ImA9WxNUE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-1219530746103163001</id><published>2009-11-04T00:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:12:56.358-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-04T00:12:56.358-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Bee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><title>Almost Wordless Wednesday: Fuzzy</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/bulbine-sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange bulbine makes me happy. It's the little things, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes the bees happy, too. I like to see them happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-1219530746103163001?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/1219530746103163001/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=1219530746103163001" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1219530746103163001?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1219530746103163001?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/r-go_O8Rbdg/almost-wordless-wednesday-fuzzy.html" title="Almost Wordless Wednesday: Fuzzy" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-wordless-wednesday-fuzzy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMMQ309eCp7ImA9WxNUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-1487638656875787032</id><published>2009-11-02T13:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:08:02.360-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T14:08:02.360-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Bee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>Feeling Understood</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/messydesky-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a blogger allows me to do more than daipers, give more than grades on homeschooled papers, and bless not only myself, but others. Sharing your life online, however, is a strange experience. You sometimes have no idea where your words will end up... or who's heart you'll be touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's why I light up with joy when I read another homeschool blogging mom's posts and see a tiny part of myself in her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2009/11/beauty-challenge-because-gods.html"&gt;Ann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet, humble, honest, genuine, Ann. Her busy farm life, so interesting... her love for Jesus, her husband and children radiating off of every line she writes.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am not sure I ever thought we had anything in common - other than freckles and possibly some Irish blood somewhere.&lt;/span&gt; But I couldn't stop reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and that was many years ago! I'm still captivated every time I look at her pictures and read her posts. Just like it was the first time I set eyes on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, when I was feeling exceptionally weak, I asked her to pray for me while we were 'chatting' through email. She shared that her days were not perfect. It was the first time I had imagined her 'like' me. When I see me, I see all the faults. I imagined all her cozy devotionals and home made muffins... beautiful farm picnics and home cooked goodness... and contrasted it against my messy desk, fast food meals, piles of laundry, and feelings of failure as a mom and teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She took the time to share with me on email that she was REAL.&lt;/span&gt; She took the time to pray - and even emailed me later to say that she had thought of me a few times that day in the middle of her busy life. She had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;moments that day, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she posted today (see the link below)... reading about her 'pumpkin guts' and 'dark skies', my eyes filled with tears. Suddenly, I wasn't the only one with this burden. I was on the porch across from a vast Canadian field of grain, watching the cold wind and looming clouds... right there with someone who completely understood what a difficult task it is raising kids, homeschooling them, striving to be someone that I'm really NOT inside my sinful nature. Christianity is not for the faint of heart. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seeking God is sometimes a dirty business.&lt;/span&gt; It is so good to know you aren't alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared faults just like freckles. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We shared struggles just like we shared the love of a savior who helps us find peace so we aren't overcome by them.&lt;/span&gt; We even shared a &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2009/11/beauty-challenge-because-gods.html"&gt;tiny glass milk bottle&lt;/a&gt; - "someone else's trash" - that we both find beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/cropdesk-4-ann.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got chills after I read her post and had to share these thoughts with her... and with you. You never know who you are touching when you share your life. Make sure you are real. Even your faults and struggles can give someone hope. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a beautiful thing being understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-1487638656875787032?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/1487638656875787032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=1487638656875787032" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1487638656875787032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1487638656875787032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/z6J_voDgz8w/feeling-understood.html" title="Feeling Understood" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-understood.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08MR3Y6fCp7ImA9WxNUEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-8899494677810880891</id><published>2009-11-01T15:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:51:26.814-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-01T16:51:26.814-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="news" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Texas" /><title>Texas Constitutional Amendments on the Ballot for Nov 3</title><content type="html">Here's your token political post for the 'semester'. You all know by now that I get on a political soap box every six months or so when something crosses my radar. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other than that, I like to live and let live - and feel that our government should do the same. &lt;/span&gt;As long as we aren't breaking the laws, they should leave us all alone and go after those who are... instead of coming up with new laws and taxes to suck the life out of everyone who's just trying to survive and thrive in this great land. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The less government there is, the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you 'ain't a Texan, you might wanna just mosey on along. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is for the November 3rd ballot here in the Lone Star State.&lt;/span&gt; Here below is how the Bee will vote after reading a few &lt;a href="http://www.lwvtexas.org/2009VG/2009CAVG%5BFINAL%5D.pdf"&gt;voter guides&lt;/a&gt; (and the non-legalese reasons as to why). I don't much like all that legal-term mumbo-jumbo. If you want to get it done, just put it in plain English and let's talk it over like good cowgirls and cowboys should. No need to two-step a circle around it unless there's a "snake in your boot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 1 - NO&lt;/span&gt; (we don't need any new property taxes in the midst of a recession)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 2 - YES&lt;/span&gt; (we should tax homes on current use - not future projected values)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 3 - NO&lt;/span&gt; (we don't want to give up local control to state-level)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 4 - NO &lt;/span&gt;- (the amendment needs more provision/assessments for later reviews)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 5 - NO &lt;/span&gt;(outsiders don't know the property well enough to judge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 6 - NO &lt;/span&gt;(elected officials need to be held accountable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 7 - YES &lt;/span&gt;(Texas State Guard deserves same rights as National Guard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 8 - NO&lt;/span&gt; (We don't need more govt. red tape/constitutional amendments so that state can work with the government to provide better care for veterans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 9 - NO &lt;/span&gt;(the amendment needs wording to protect property owners that had private structures along the coastline prior to hurricane Ike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 10 - NO&lt;/span&gt; (if district boards can levy taxes, they should serve only 2 year terms so we as taxpayers can hold them more accountable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROP 11 - YES &lt;/span&gt;(eminent domain land seizure is serious and property owners should get all the protection our constitution can afford)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My cheat sheet? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No on everything except 2, 7, and 11"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know where to go to vote? Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.sos.state.tx.us/elections/index.shtml"&gt;Texas Secretary of State's website&lt;/a&gt;. Hopefully you are already registered from the past presidential election... and hopefully if you voted for the current federal administration, you are regretting it severely. Ha! Thought I would throw that in while free speech is still legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My motto: If it 'ain't broke, don't fix it.&lt;/span&gt; Texas is in good shape compared to a lot of states - and our constitution seems to be working as well as it can with the current level of Federal interference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living in the land of the 'freer than up there' (even if our property taxes are way too high). And as much as I whine about not getting to wear my sweaters, boots and fur coat long enough each winter... I'm more than glad to let the icy and snowy states keep all that slush for our vacation time. I'd go crazy if I were cooped up in the house for too long. Snow is a Christmas card and once-every-other-few-years treat... and it can stay that way. Although, I might be whistling a different tune come next August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-8899494677810880891?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/8899494677810880891/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=8899494677810880891" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8899494677810880891?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8899494677810880891?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/JM6USVL7GXU/texas-constitutional-amendments-on.html" title="Texas Constitutional Amendments on the Ballot for Nov 3" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/11/texas-constitutional-amendments-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYHR3Y_cSp7ImA9WxNUEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-5444401283942167911</id><published>2009-10-31T22:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:28:56.849-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-31T22:28:56.849-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="give-aways" /><title>October Give-Away Winners!</title><content type="html">I know you have been losing sleep over my give-away posts. Biting your nails. Wondering if it was YOU who was the winner of such wonderful prizes. Well, now you can rest easy. And a few of you can jump up and down in excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The winner of the &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/organic-food-cook-book-give-away.html"&gt;Organic Cookbook Giveaway&lt;/a&gt; is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/random7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robin at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://heartofwisdom.com/blog/"&gt;Heart of Wisdom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The winner of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/arrrr-give-away-fit-for-pirate.html"&gt;Pirate's Booty Giveaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/random11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jen at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.thesteeds.net/"&gt;Happy Little Homemaker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The winner of the &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/twitter-like-rockstar-give-away.html"&gt;Smart Girl's Guide to Twitter E-Book Giveaway&lt;/a&gt; is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/random12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penney Douglas of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/penneyfromheaven"&gt;A Penney With Some Sense&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-red-dress.html"&gt;red dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; goes to.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martha Rogers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just email me your addresses and I'll get you in touch with your AWESOME stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for participating. Hope you have a safe and fun weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-5444401283942167911?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/5444401283942167911/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=5444401283942167911" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5444401283942167911?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5444401283942167911?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/8hFegeEbFaE/october-give-away-winners.html" title="October Give-Away Winners!" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-give-away-winners.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AFQH48cCp7ImA9WxNVGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-9211501686362001046</id><published>2009-10-29T22:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:15:11.078-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-30T00:15:11.078-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>Embracing Imperfection</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/bnw-ronsrock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life isn't always rosy when you are raising kids.&lt;/span&gt; There's grime in the bathtub. Crispy grated cheese left under the lunch table. Cat hair on your favorite black jacket.  Stinky diapers that need to go out. Piles and piles and piles and piles of paperwork and projects to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone ate mom's last Special Dark chocolate bar. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{I kid you not.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That someone is most likely pictured in the image below... holding a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/bnw-ronsrock2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside every mother there's a hope that her children will be better than she is. We want them to have more, get all the breaks, find joy and live out their dreams. We want them to soar. We picture them as geniuses. Gifted. Spiritual giants. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess that's why it is so surprising to us when we encounter less than perfect moments in the daily grind of life.&lt;/span&gt; While we are busy daydreaming about 'all green lights and rights'; the toast burns, the laundry gets moldy because someone forgot to turn the dryer on, and the day's hopes vanish in the horror of a two hour math page melt-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things get gritty. Let's not mince words here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/ronsrock-color-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But there is beauty in imperfection. &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trick&lt;/span&gt; is to realize that it's all about the relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a href="http://aholyexperience.com/"&gt;my friend, Ann&lt;/a&gt;, would say, "Love is what matters." I think she got that from Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I said trick because it isn't easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did you hear me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT ISN'T EASY to see the beauty in 'unperfect' moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{Yes, I know 'unperfect' isn't a word.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or in my case, unperfect days. Heck, I'll be honest. Unperfect school years. Multiple ones. In succession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days. I actually threw a fit (and I might have actually thrown a few dirty clothes and toys in the general direction of some un-named children's rooms - but I'm not admitting that online or anything). Now that's a stellar example of Christ-like parenting, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe I could be frustrated with those gorgeous kids while I was trying to take a picture the other day? They were just trying to have fun and make me laugh. "COME ON, Kaden. Stop it! Just smile for Pete's Sake! Quit ruining the picture." Grumble. Grumble. Frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sit here now - days later, looking at that picture (my lost moment), and all I can do is smile and laugh (when it doesn't count any more) - and realize that unperfect pictures - like our unperfect lives - are beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I implore you (and me) to embrace your imperfect kids and lives. They're the only ones you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.&lt;/span&gt; ~ Ephesians 4:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let us smile even when circumstances don't warrant it. Give us arms that hug, eyes that sparkle, voices that pray and sing, words that offer wisdom and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-9211501686362001046?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/9211501686362001046/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=9211501686362001046" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/9211501686362001046?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/9211501686362001046?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/ZEL4WQajmHE/embracing-imperfection.html" title="Embracing Imperfection" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/embracing-imperfection.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMMSHg-eCp7ImA9WxNVF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-2968804126137807041</id><published>2009-10-28T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:54:49.650-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-28T12:54:49.650-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Bee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="give-aways" /><title>One Red Dress</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/reddress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma wore a red dress when she was in school. She only had one dress and it was during the Great Depression. When she got teased about the fact that she wore it over and over, her brother lied at school, sticking up for her and said that she had FIVE red dresses that all looked the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I couldn't help but think of Mawmaw and her red dress when I agreed to 'review' this saucy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; smock. &lt;/span&gt;I don't know what the one that my grandma wore looked like, but I sure loved the way this one looked on the model at the &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/duckbeach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sultry. Sixteen at best. Skinny. All things I am not at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Models make everything look great. Being in the midst of a recession myself, a free red dress to review sounded like a win/win situation. Free dress, something to wear to church, great review for Shabby Apple, and everyone's happy (mostly all the people having to look at my same two dresses over and over)... right? Well, I hoped it would turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I failed to recall the fact that I am notorious for buying clothes that look GREAT on the hanger and not so wonderful on me.&lt;/span&gt; It isn't that this dress wasn't gorgeous or well-made. The style is hip, the bow is precious, the color is one of my favorites... but it just wasn't ME once I got it on. Those tell-tale words were the first to pop out: "Does this make me look fat?" Even my husband (who is very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tactfully&lt;/span&gt; honest) said, "Man, Heather - that dress really makes you look top-heavy". Not something a nursing mama with a few extra pounds to lose needs to hear - but at least I know it wasn't just me that felt like the match (between me and the shiny new dress) wasn't made in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with the &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple website&lt;/a&gt; after they contacted me. Seems they have a lot more to offer in beautiful clothing and accessories than just this one red dress. There are some classy outfits there (you can check them out by clicking their name in this post - I'm sure they would be thrilled).&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wish I could exchange this red dress for one of these beauties below (which would probably hide a few more real and imagined flaws better than the one they sent):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/dresses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a dress or skirt that I can hide in and wear tall boots with! Neutral colors and black are my favorites (along with fall colors). I look horrible in high heels, so casual, bohemian or long works best with me. Broomstick skirts are one of my favorite clothing items ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even though it wasn't a match for me, I was impressed with the hand-sewn look and quality craftsmanship of the red dress.&lt;/span&gt; There are times when high heels are warranted;  and some who don't shudder at the thought of wearing them (while carrying a 22lb infant around on your hip). I got a lot of compliments wearing the red dress (people noticed that there was a change in my wardrobe when dress #1 or dress #2 didn't show up at church). I have to admit that even if I felt frumpy, I know the dress made my frumpy a lot prettier. However... being a nursing mom, a picky clothes-picker, and a tad over-weight from this past pregnancy, I felt a little 'poofier' and more 'on display' than I would have preferred in it. I like to be behind the camera, so posing for the pictures was difficult. I still like to look nice even if I'm not having photos made, so it was nice to get compliments about how red was "my color".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am my own worst critic... so I probably will not be wearing it again. You can likely identify with the reasons why.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm sure that there's something in your closet that you THOUGHT was going to look great - but every time you put it on, you just don't feel like a movie-star in it?&lt;/span&gt; Well, that's how I felt in this dress. Such a sad 'free-dress' shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd gladly pass along this beautiful dress that I wore only once to someone who thinks they would shine in it. &lt;/span&gt;Do you know someone who wants a gently used amazingly cool &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple&lt;/a&gt; dress that just didn't look good on ME? I'm saving up so I can get a dress that hides all my real and imagined flaws better. I know that times are tight right now for a lot of folks, so I just want to share the love (and swag) with those who might not be able to afford a pretty church outfit themselves. I'd much rather someone be glowing in this dress than it collect dust in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoot me an email and stumble this post if you have a match in mind for my pretty red dress... and I'll pick someone who needs it and pass the red dress to someone who can truly appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-2968804126137807041?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/2968804126137807041/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=2968804126137807041" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/2968804126137807041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/2968804126137807041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/NyjlEOqnhYs/one-red-dress.html" title="One Red Dress" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-red-dress.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIFSH8zeip7ImA9WxNVFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-3384503685594989367</id><published>2009-10-25T18:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:21:59.182-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T00:21:59.182-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bee" /><title>Home Made Grocery Cart Cover</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/cartcover1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My aunt can sew. &lt;/span&gt;I have always wanted to learn how to sew, but somehow it hasn't happened yet. I'm a little busy, you know. As much as I love home made things, I have to wait until they are given to me to get them; because I have no time to make them or money to buy them. Thankfully we have some talent in the family... and I lucked out that my aunt sent me a little something in the mail this past week for baby K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had to share her cute little grocery cart cover: just look at that grinning baby face below. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He loved his first ride in the Wal-Mart shopping cart today. &lt;/span&gt;In the past day he's gotten to ride in the stroller (without the infant car seat) facing forward, and ride in the grocery cart! What a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; big boy&lt;/span&gt; he is! Literally. The kid's feet are now hanging over the edge of the infant car seat and I think he has exceeded its weight limit. He's going to have a lot of fun being more 'in the action' riding along with our busy family where he can see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to my aunt, we can leave the heavy carrier behind and just bring the Viking along with his diaper bag.&lt;/span&gt; She also included little pockets on the inside that can hold a passy, bottle, or cell phone (but my cell phone would be eaten if it were that close to baby's chubby's fingers). The only things that would make it better would be more padding (in case baby tumbled and bumped his head on the rail by leaning too far to one side) and maybe a loop hole on one of the pockets so that we could attach a pacifier CLIP to prevent the passy from falling on the grimy grocery store floor. Hey - she might even put her own little velcrow strip in there with a loop on the end of it so that it can stop other toys or sippy cups from falling to the floor, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/cartcover-cute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason I wanted to tell you about these cool cart covers is that she's making them for sale.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I even talked her in to donating one for the Homeschool Blog Awards.&lt;/span&gt; For reals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Aunt Nee does good with her sewing business. What a nice skill to have. She wants me to set her up a blog so she can share all her goodies with you wonderful people. Hopefully the basics of blogging won't be too hard for her, because it would be a shame if she wasn't able to showcase all her soft creations with the world. Her sewing has blessed many a baby in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, Aunt Nee - for the neat hand made gift. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I already feel better about taking my 'calipitter' to the grocery store since he won't be touching all those scary flu germs on the cart handle.&lt;/span&gt; I know we'll get a lot of use out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-3384503685594989367?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/3384503685594989367/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=3384503685594989367" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/3384503685594989367?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/3384503685594989367?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/1Z7vkUwO-Zw/home-made-grocery-cart-cover.html" title="Home Made Grocery Cart Cover" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/home-made-grocery-cart-cover.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEASHc7fyp7ImA9WxNVFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-1475146645816005500</id><published>2009-10-24T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:17:29.907-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-24T22:17:29.907-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bee" /><title>Laundry Piles and Smiles</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/laundrycollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still wringing out our laundry because the washing machine won't spin. If there's one thing that I didn't need, it was a broken washing machine. Our schedule is maxed out and my wrists are feeling a lot older these days with aches and pains. Can you get arthritis in your 30's? I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wringing out the laundry is NO fun. I feel for the pioneers. Thankfully my big kids are great helpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the laundry at our house stays piled up in one state or another - even when the washer isn't broken. There's usually a clean pile - on mama's bed - and a few dirty sorted piles in the hall in front of the kids' bathroom. I hate it when there is laundry on the floor, but you can only do so much, right? In a perfect world, or even just in the future when I get my act together, I'll have dirty-clothes sorting bins and a nice laundry room with places to fold, sort and hang clothes that need to go back to the kids' rooms. My big pet peeve is keeping the floor uncluttered and laundry is always keeping me from reaching that 'chore utopia' I long for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that you only truly have a clean house if you 1. don't homeschool, 2. don't have kids, 3. don't have pets, 4. don't have a baby in the house, and 5. hire a maid once a week. Yet I still keep trying to keep the house clean regardless. I guess you would call that insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what Alli Worthington says - "We can't both look good. It's me or the house." In my house I would say it's either SCHOOL or housework. They just can't ever seem to both get done on the same day without major meltdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, while adding another ten loads a week to our laundry pile, has shown us that laundry is a lot more fun than it looks. So what if jumping and sitting on the laundry makes us all look wrinkled and frumpy. How can you resist that grin? Now that 'baby bee' is crawling, he loves to scale the laundry pile and laughs when he looses his balance and rolls off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though baby is a lot more work, he brings a smile to our faces. And smiles are a good thing during chore time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-1475146645816005500?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/1475146645816005500/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=1475146645816005500" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1475146645816005500?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1475146645816005500?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/XJ2qu9dwOMU/laundry-piles-and-smiles.html" title="Laundry Piles and Smiles" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/laundry-piles-and-smiles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QMQns8eip7ImA9WxNVEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-1837634711640003761</id><published>2009-10-21T00:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:09:43.572-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-21T01:09:43.572-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>Power Source: What Are You Plugging In To?</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/plugz-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Isaiah 40:31&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the blogger conference I attended a few weeks ago there was no shortage of technology. Glowing laptop screens, blinking iPhones, and lit-up faces with shining eyes that stared down at their Tweetdeck to catch every word passing by. Someone said that it sounded like "gentle rain" (the clicking of fingers on keyboards while the sessions were in progress). Even while a speaker was delivering a message, everyone was tuned in to their twitter and reading what other attendees had to say about it. Cords littered the floor to trip you in case you weren't paying attention to where you walked. Everywhere, people were plugged in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology and cords are great. Being busy is great. We have to have cords. We need the energy to run the laptop... to charge the iPhone... to keep things in motion. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But motion needs DIRECTION... and PURPOSE... or it's just wasted energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think of my source of encouragement and energy when I look at this power stick. I know that when my only power source is the electric company - or my own pigheaded determination to "GET IT DONE", I'm going to fail miserably with everything I put my hand to that day. It happens more than I would like to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a real re-charge. I need the Word. I need to pray and meditate on God's purposes, plans, promises, and the wonders He has blessed me with. I need Son-light. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God provides super-natural energy... the kind that won't let me run down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you plugging in to today?&lt;/span&gt; Check your power source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-1837634711640003761?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/1837634711640003761/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=1837634711640003761" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1837634711640003761?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1837634711640003761?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/ManUjVkiyms/power-source-what-are-you-plugging-in.html" title="Power Source: What Are You Plugging In To?" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/power-source-what-are-you-plugging-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8DRXkyfyp7ImA9WxNWGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-5178524509874627190</id><published>2009-10-19T16:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:31:14.797-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-19T16:31:14.797-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="give-aways" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webosphere" /><title>Wondering Where I Am?</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/HSBA/2009Awards.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been absorbed by the Homeschool Blog Awards.&lt;/span&gt; But don't worry. I'll be back to a regular posting schedule soon. I was busy getting posts up over at the Homeschool Post all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you missed the memo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/homeschool-post-give-away-blog-hop/"&gt;The Homeschool Post's Give-Away Blog Hop is going on right now!&lt;/a&gt; Don't miss all the chances to win groovy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/a-b-see-photomeme-w-is-for-wings/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letter W has been posted in the Homeschool Post's A B See Photomeme.&lt;/a&gt; Go add your alpha-photos to the linky! You don't have to post a V - you can pick any letter you like and showcase it there so we can click over to visit your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/whos-your-favorite/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Homeschool Blog Awards have begun!&lt;/a&gt; Get your graphic and go fill out the nomination forms at the Post now! If you are still wrestling with who to nominate, don't worry - you have until the 30th to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be back after I get back in to my own winning homeschool groove in our little bee hive.&lt;/span&gt; We have suitcases left to unpack, housekeeping to do, and our washing machine is still on the fritz... plus a homeschool virtual history co-op to organize! That leaves little time for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-5178524509874627190?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/5178524509874627190/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=5178524509874627190" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5178524509874627190?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5178524509874627190?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/rJv4TbZBnBE/wondering-where-i-am.html" title="Wondering Where I Am?" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/wondering-where-i-am.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQDRX48fip7ImA9WxNWGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-501537804277614542</id><published>2009-10-16T23:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:19:34.076-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-18T12:19:34.076-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bee" /><title>Your Daily Dose of Cute</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/cutestbabyintheworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles say "all you need is love". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never hurts to have a daily dose of cute to go along with the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-501537804277614542?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/501537804277614542/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=501537804277614542" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/501537804277614542?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/501537804277614542?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/eWHl0BSjkFk/your-daily-dose-of-cute.html" title="Your Daily Dose of Cute" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-daily-dose-of-cute.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YDQng7eip7ImA9WxNWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-1906324928884653005</id><published>2009-10-15T23:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:26:13.602-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-16T14:26:13.602-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="give-aways" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webosphere" /><title>'Twitter Like a Rockstar' Give-Away</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/SmartgirlTwitter.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I'm a #namedropper, I am bringing you this wonderful e-book about Twitter by Allison Worthington Media: &lt;a href="http://mrsfussypants.com/2009/09/the-smart-girls-guide-to-twitter/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Smart Girl's Guide to Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; Alli Worthington that &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-type-mom-recap-of-trip.html"&gt;I had my picture taken with at Type-A Mom&lt;/a&gt;; the very one that runs BlissfullyDomestic.com and the Blissdom Conference. When I say THE, I laugh at the fact that she would giggle and shake her head at me for saying it. Maybe even give me the 'crazy Alli eyes' in shock. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter how hot-to-trot Allison Worthington may seem in her fancy green dress, she's also the most down-to-earth person you'll ever meet; and honest to a fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;, y'all. And real - in blog world and in books (even e-books) - SELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I was so thrilled when she told me I could give away a copy of her e-book. Not just because I get to namedrop or to get traffic from people interested in getting a copy of her book... but because I WANTED TO READ IT MYSELF! And so she gave me my very own personal copy (there's your stinkin' disclaimer, FTC). Too bad she can't autograph it. That's only one thing about e-books that bums me out - I'll be honest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am not really an e-book gal.&lt;/span&gt; I love a good smelling book in my hands. I'll have to print this one out eventually, because it HAS to go on my bookshelf. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't surprised that Alli can write. I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;, right? She is a fab blogger. And I was amazed that even though I thought I knew all there was to know, I learned something about tweeting! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Proceed to check-out and &lt;a href="http://smartgirlsguidetotwitter.com/"&gt;purchase her book&lt;/a&gt; if you don't know what 'tweeting' means. Do not pass go, and for the love of PETE, please don't wait a second longer!]&lt;/span&gt; I've been using Twitter for... like... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; in blog years... and I'm a pretty active tweeter. I thought I knew my way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But NOT like Alli! &lt;/span&gt;She knows her tweetiebird, baby. Alli has it goin' on! If she doesn't be careful, &lt;a href="http://mrsfussypants.com/2009/06/tweetdeck-mountain-how-twitter-is-slowing-killing-my-blog.../"&gt;her blogging will suffer&lt;/a&gt;. But I don't have to tell her that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just listen to the topics in this book&lt;/span&gt; (and let them go right on over your head - cuz you should just admit it now that you NEED to read this book... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Getting Started (basic twitter stuff for newbies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up Twitter (helping you 'get your twitter groove on')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanics (@mentions, direct messages, ReTweets, #Hashtags, spotting spammers, building your network, being followable, what not to do, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action Plan (staying power - getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; at your tweetness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweet Magic (Taking it to the Next Level - where she discusses and compares applications that make your tweeting RAWK!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool things You Can Do with Twitter&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (COOOOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter for your Business (awesome tips and instructions - gotta have'em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter TOOLS (connecting accounts to facebook/blog, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answered Questions (yeah - someone else is asking, so you don't look dumb!)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And there are graphics, yo!&lt;/span&gt; LOOKEY-HERE DUMMY graphics for those of us who are visual learners (you know who you are - QUIT SKIMMING THE BOOK and READ IT!). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's almost like she's sitting there over your shoulder teaching you in your living room on your own PC screen.&lt;/span&gt; Kinda spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If free virtual tutoring lessons isn't enough, she's donating 10% of her proceeds to Compassion International: one of my favorite charities. When I do a search on Goodsearch.com, I donate to them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, win this sweet Tweet of an e-book and do what Alli says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Kick up your heels, grab a cup of coffee, and join me as I show you how to use Twitter like a rock star."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get Alli's book and start using Twitter BETTER.&lt;/span&gt; Form relationships and bless the online world with YOU. You can do it. It isn't hard. Twitter is nothing to be afraid of. Alli explains it like your best friend would. And she promises if you read till the end of her book that you'll know more about Twitter than 90% of the people that use it (even tho she admits she just made that statistic up - I told you she was honest!). And she'll give you a cute little #SGC (Smart Girl Community) badge for being smart by LEARNING SOMETHING NEW about your online world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/SGC.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You want this e-book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HERE'S HOW TO ENTER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: &lt;/span&gt;Each of these counts as one entry and must be listed in a separate comment! You may enter once for each item (except the tweets - you can tweet once per day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mandatory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who use Twitter already: Tell me your favorite tweet. I want it in quotes! Share your 140 characters of tweety goodness with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't use Twitter: Share your favorite blog post by &lt;a href="http://mrsfussypants.com/"&gt;Alli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't Twitter and have no idea who Alli is: &lt;a href="http://mrsfussypants.com/"&gt;Go check out her blog&lt;/a&gt; and tell me if you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tweet about this post - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@Sprittibee is giving away a copy of @alliworthington 's e-book: Smart Girl's Guide to Twitter - come enter here: http://bit.ly/1eMDuL #SGC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Join my Google Friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stumble this post (or use another bookmarking site of your preference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Follow my blog on a reader or by email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entry comments must be dated on or before October 29th, 2009.&lt;/span&gt; The winner will be chosen at random on October 30th. All winners will be announced on October 31st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This contest is one of the 4, 5 or 6 give-aways I'll be having this week.&lt;/span&gt; Don't miss them! I'll be linking them all at &lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/homeschool-post-give-away-blog-hop/"&gt;The Homeschool Post's Give-Away Blog Hop&lt;/a&gt;. Be sure to visit the Blog-Give-Away Linkup over there to catch all the groovy Give-Aways that are going on in the homeschool community online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do your friends tweet? Well that's cool. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick Links&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/organic-food-cook-book-give-away.html"&gt;Win an Organic Cookbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/arrrr-give-away-fit-for-pirate.html"&gt;Pirate's Booty Treasure Chest Give-Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/a-memo-you-dont-want-to-miss/"&gt;Don't Miss the Homeschool Blog Awards!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-1906324928884653005?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/1906324928884653005/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=1906324928884653005" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1906324928884653005?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1906324928884653005?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/UnvRTuWO1co/twitter-like-rockstar-give-away.html" title="'Twitter Like a Rockstar' Give-Away" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/twitter-like-rockstar-give-away.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4EQ3gzfip7ImA9WxNWFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-1634402805535175710</id><published>2009-10-14T11:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:11:42.686-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-14T13:11:42.686-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="give-aways" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Arrrr... A Give-Away Fit for a Pirate</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/logo-large.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahoy there! I told you all yesterday that I needed a blog T-shirt that says "I blog for food", right? Now you know it's true.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Today, you get a chance to actually win the snacks! &lt;a href="http://piratesbooty.com/"&gt;Pirate's Booty snacks&lt;/a&gt;, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the surface, they look like chips - but they have a whole lot going for them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* baked: made from air-puffed rice and corn&lt;br /&gt;* unrefined: rice and corn bran still contain germ and endosperm (vitamins!)&lt;br /&gt;* no trans-fats&lt;br /&gt;* no gluten (grains kept in dedicated silos that contain no wheat)&lt;br /&gt;* no preservatives&lt;br /&gt;* no artificial sweeteners&lt;br /&gt;* Kosher&lt;br /&gt;* light: no more than 140 calories per single-serving bag&lt;br /&gt;* Original Tings and Veggie flavored Pirate's Booty are Vegan friendly&lt;br /&gt;* made in a nut-free facility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say Pirate's booty is so good for you that it only has a six month shelf-life... but after tasting them, I highly doubt anyone has made it that long to test the theory. They are really tasty. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They sent us a groovy paper pirate box full of snacky treasures - a sample of each piraty flavor - and a pen with their logo.&lt;/span&gt; After the snacks disappeared in a few days, my son confiscated the treasure chest and filled it with all his fake gold pieces and money and it sits at the bottom of his closet shelf. I dare you to try and take it from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our favorites were the Aged White Cheddar Pirate's Booty, the Original Tings (which taste like a Cheetos without all that nasty dye and fake flavoring), and the Smart Puffs with Real Wisconsin Cheddar.&lt;/span&gt; These crunchy snacks reminded me of a story about a raccoon that my sister-in-law met on a camping trip one time. Even raccoons know that humans eat trash... because he got a hold of my sister-in-law's bag of Cheetos and rubbed the flavoring off before he would eat them! Took them in his wittle paws and scrubbed the orange stuff off so he could just munch on the puffed corn underneath it. I bet that little critter would have loved him some Pirate's Booty, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/piratesbooty_wp4_320x480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirate's Booty is pretty hip as a company as well. Above is their iPhone wallpaper (they have other sizes, too) - great for "Talk Like a Pirate Day". They even have a &lt;a href="http://www.piratesbooty.com/blog"&gt;piratey blog&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/piratesbooty"&gt;piratey facebook page&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's some advice from their food "Booty Blog":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't be a Son of a Biscuit Eater:&lt;/span&gt; Trade in the white bread for slices of a whole-grain or a whole wheat wrap instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cut the Sugar, Scallywag&lt;/span&gt; – Avoid over sugary snacks and cakes and your child will surely avoid the inevitable energy crash and possible weight gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avast ye the Salt&lt;/span&gt; – Super salty snacks can dehydrate a youngling, so watch the sodium intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t Drop the Snack Anchor&lt;/span&gt; – Noshing on snacks that are low in sugar and fat will keep a child’s energy up for that big test in between breakfast and lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper designs&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you like a treasure chest full of snacky goodness and a Pirate's Booty pen of your own?&lt;/span&gt; Do you have some young'ns that are in need of something crunchy to munch on that won't rot their gut and make them sea sick? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, Pirate's Booty can be yours soon... if you just follow these simple rules, mateys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE: &lt;/span&gt;Each of these counts as one entry and must be listed in a separate comment! Aye, you may enter once for each item (except the tweets - you can tweet once per day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mandatory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fan &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/piratesbooty?v=wall"&gt;Pirate's Booty on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Go check out the &lt;a href="http://piratesbooty.com/"&gt;Pirate's Booty Website&lt;/a&gt; and see where you can purchase them that's close to where you live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tweet about this post - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrrr... come win a treasure chest of #piratesbooty snacks from @sprittibee : http://bit.ly/2jn69Y Please RT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Join my Google Friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crew&lt;/span&gt;, Matey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stumble this post (or use another bookmarking site of your preference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Follow my blog on a reader or by email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entry comments must be dated on or before October 29th, 2009.&lt;/span&gt; The winner will be chosen at random on October 30th. All winners will be announced on October 31st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This contest is one of the 4, 5 or 6 give-aways I'll be having this week.&lt;/span&gt; Don't miss them! I'll be linking them all at The Homeschool Post on October 15th. Be sure to visit the Blog-Give-Away Linkup over there to catch all the groovy Give-Aways that are going on in the homeschool community online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Good luck and 'Fair Winds'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick Links&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/organic-food-cook-book-give-away.html"&gt;Win an Organic Cookbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/a-memo-you-dont-want-to-miss/"&gt;Don't Miss the Homeschool Blog Awards!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/a/emailverifySubmit?feedId=398629"&gt;Subscribe to Sprittibee by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-1634402805535175710?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/1634402805535175710/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=1634402805535175710" title="23 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1634402805535175710?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1634402805535175710?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/E1f9NYQcwt4/arrrr-give-away-fit-for-pirate.html" title="Arrrr... A Give-Away Fit for a Pirate" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">23</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/arrrr-give-away-fit-for-pirate.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDQn0-fCp7ImA9WxNUEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-5448285810554411527</id><published>2009-10-13T00:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:57:53.354-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-31T21:57:53.354-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="give-aways" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Organic Food Cook-Book Give-Away</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/food2liveby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today starts my week of Give-Away Madness.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What better to start it with than a 'GREEN' cookbook?&lt;/span&gt; I don't know if you knew this about me, but &lt;a href="http://gatheringmanna.blogspot.com/"&gt;I also have a food blog&lt;/a&gt; (that I sadly neglect most of the time). I may or may not admit that I go on and off with cooking and that I eat too much fast food and junk food. But if I did admit it, I would certainly tell you that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WANT to eat right.&lt;/span&gt; It just gets hard sometimes when life is so fast paced and the budget is so thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love food. I tend to attract the foodie PR people, too. I need one of those t-shirts that say "I blog for food." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This give away came about because someone dangled a carrot in front of me. &lt;/span&gt;Literally. &lt;a href="http://www.ebfarm.com/"&gt;Earthbound Farm&lt;/a&gt; offered to SHIP me some fresh apple and carrot snacks for my kids. And so they did. In a cute little Styrofoam box - by UPS. And they were delicious. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Organic&lt;/span&gt; and delicious. I had eaten baby carrots in a little baggie before, but the apple slices - pre-sliced and ready to eat? I thought only McDonald's was that cool. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;slicing apples. My mother would tell you that she's been on to me since I had my first kid that I am 'so lazy' for buying pre-sliced fruit. I would so buy Earthbound Farm's sliced apples for snack time and pay the extra few dollars they are worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you may be asking, "What's all this hype about organics?" &lt;/span&gt;Now days, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Organic means:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- no synthetic pesticides, herbicides&lt;br /&gt;- no fertilizers made with synthetic ingredients or sewage sludge - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eeew!&lt;/span&gt; (which has prescription medicines in it as well)&lt;br /&gt;- no genetically modified ingredients&lt;br /&gt;- no irradiation&lt;br /&gt;- no hormones, antibiotics, artificial ingredients or trans fats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you believe they put that junk on our food in the first place?&lt;/span&gt; So I guess we can agree that Organic is best. We buy organic when we can, but I'll admit that sometimes the grocery budget isn't long enough to cover the cost. According to the brochure that Earthbound Farm gave me, there are some fruits and veggies that are 'most likely' to contain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; pesticide residues (ICK). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They suggest that if you can't buy ALL your produce organic, at least get these items (especially for children):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- apples&lt;br /&gt;- imported grapes&lt;br /&gt;- pears&lt;br /&gt;- nectarines&lt;br /&gt;- strawberries&lt;br /&gt;- peaches&lt;br /&gt;- spinach&lt;br /&gt;- lettuce&lt;br /&gt;- bell peppers&lt;br /&gt;- celery&lt;br /&gt;- potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sure that I'll be making a more concerted effort to purchase organic after working with Earthbound Farm on this give-away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the kicker, I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; didn't&lt;/span&gt; even get a cookbook! So who ever wins it will have to tell me if it is wonderful so I can go buy one. I adore cookbooks. I have a whole shelf of them. That's why I started my food blog. I could never remember which cook book a recipe came from, so I started keeping each of our favorite recipes online where I could access it from anywhere with a keyword search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now for the part where YOU can win the Organic Cookbook.&lt;/span&gt; Here's how:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get one entry for all of the following and you can enter only ONE time each (not once each day):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mandatory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.ebfarm.com/"&gt;Earthbound Farm's website&lt;/a&gt; (I love their website!) and tell me in the comments box about a recipe listed there that you would like to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blog about this contest and include a link back to this post and to Organic Farms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Leave me your favorite recipe in the comments section or email it to me and leave me a comment telling me you did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tweet about this contest using my twitter handle @sprittibee and a link to this post: such as - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@sprittibee is giving away an organic cookbook by Earthbound Farms at her week of give-aways : http://bit.ly/VN9CZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Follow this blog by email, feed reader, or my Google Friend Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Add me to your Technorati Favorites or stumble this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://gatheringmanna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Follow my food blog&lt;/a&gt; by email, feed reader, or Google Friend Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entry comments must be dated on or before October 29th, 2009.&lt;/span&gt; The winner will be chosen at random on October 30th. All winners will be announced on October 31st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This contest is one of the 4, 5 or 6 give-aways I'll be having this week.&lt;/span&gt; Don't miss them! I'll be linking them all at The Homeschool Post on October 15th. Be sure to visit the Blog-Give-Away Linkup over there to catch all the groovy Give-Aways that are going on in the homeschool community online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eat responsibly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[disclosure: after posting this, they sent me my own copy of the cook-book. IT ROCKS, y'all!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-5448285810554411527?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/5448285810554411527/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=5448285810554411527" title="28 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5448285810554411527?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/5448285810554411527?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/7_OfGjpCleg/organic-food-cook-book-give-away.html" title="Organic Food Cook-Book Give-Away" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">28</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/organic-food-cook-book-give-away.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAFR3w_cCp7ImA9WxNWE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-3867014967525214141</id><published>2009-10-11T22:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:01:56.248-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-12T00:01:56.248-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>Parenting for the Future: Stopping to Smell the Flowers</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/hotrose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many beautiful things in this world... and so little time to enjoy them. This rose has been on my mind lately. It reminded me to 'smell the flowers' in a much larger and more general sense. I mean, we all are busy, right? But the busy-ness is not why we are here. We're here to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;fruitful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits grow. They ripen. They smell lovely. They bask in the sunshine. They soak up the rain. Fruits are good at doing what God made them to do... nourishing people, being beautiful, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thriving on the vine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sermon in there somewhere. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With my nose stuffed in this heaven-sent masterpiece of pink scent and softness; I realized that I'm loosing time - time to spend on what is truly important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago. The second best time is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself... "How much time do I have?" ...and... "How will I use it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help us not to waste our lives' precious time with useless endeavors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Robin Sampson, author of Heart of Wisdom Teaching Approach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a homeschool mother, I'm determined to build the best in to my children. The best roses are fertilized, trimmed, cared for. What do I need to give them - or give up for them? What do I need to trim from our garden - can I identify the weeds that are keeping us from the glory God intended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I willing to spend time in the garden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~ Psalm 90:12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers may not be able to talk, but the fragrance of roses on the wind in my back yard and this lovely pastel visitor in my kitchen certainly were speaking to my heart today. They taught me all these things through the Holy Spirit in a brief moment - through a smell, a glance, a touch. I pondered them in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my rose will be wilted, but I am determined not to forget the message. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be working on ways to redeem the time in my homeschool, my household, my life.&lt;/span&gt; How about you? Don't let the chance to savor the beauty of what you are given slip away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gather ye rosebuds while you may, Old time is still a flying, And that same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Robert Herrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem. Seize the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-3867014967525214141?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/3867014967525214141/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=3867014967525214141" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/3867014967525214141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/3867014967525214141?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/IE9HxS4BqQU/parenting-for-future-stopping-to-smell.html" title="Parenting for the Future: Stopping to Smell the Flowers" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/parenting-for-future-stopping-to-smell.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkABRnk8eCp7ImA9WxNWEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-7620479005000658377</id><published>2009-10-10T23:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:25:57.770-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-11T00:25:57.770-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Bee" /><title>V is for VBS (and Very Busy)</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/vbs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Very' &lt;/span&gt;- Very BUSY over here in the bee hive. Well, yes, ... and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In less than three weeks I've:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY CRAZY: Driven through nine states, taken the kids on a &lt;a href="http://whrrl.com/experience/story/18493177?sharer=18474154"&gt;field trip to the Biltmore Estate and the North Carolina Arboretum&lt;/a&gt;, attended &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/field-trip-foto-friday-asheville-type.html"&gt;my first photo walk&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-type-mom-recap-of-trip.html"&gt;blog conference&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY REVIVING: Gone to a women's retreat with my mom, aunt, cousin and some friends (out of town)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY DRAMATIC: Participated in VBS where my entire family sans myself and baby were in multiple plays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY EXCITING: Launched the PR portion of the Homeschool Blog Awards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY YUMMY: Stocked the refrigerator and pantry and saved the family from sheer foodlessness (hoping to eat at home all week next week)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY AGRIVATING: Managed to keep up with the laundry - while wringing every item out by hand (or by my kids' hands, poor things!) - even though the washing machine is on the fritz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY FUN: Gone to science and poetry co-op at a friend's house last Thursday with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me, the busy season has no plans to let up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With fall coming, it seems the calendar in real life and online just goes in to overdrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, that's a great thing. Because I'll be catching up with my give-aways on the blog this week!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I've got food, books, toys and more planned - so please don't miss a day here at Sprittibee this coming week!&lt;/span&gt; It would be wise to stop in at the &lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/"&gt;Homeschool Post&lt;/a&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not posting here, I'll be helping out over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we put up &lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/2009-homeschool-blog-awards/"&gt;the official page for the Homeschool Blog Awards&lt;/a&gt; and tonight I added some &lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/2009/10/a-memo-you-dont-want-to-miss/"&gt;updates you'll not want to miss about the awards, the swap, and more&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are enjoying this cool weather and managing to keep your schedule tame despite the racing clock! If you figure out how to slow time down so you can get more done in a day, let me know. I could use a clone (or a maid) if this new pace keeps up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-7620479005000658377?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/7620479005000658377/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=7620479005000658377" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/7620479005000658377?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/7620479005000658377?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/HWNSxD-uVCM/v-is-for-vbs-and-very-busy.html" title="V is for VBS (and Very Busy)" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/v-is-for-vbs-and-very-busy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08CQ3Y4eip7ImA9WxNXGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-3821421665165291031</id><published>2009-10-07T22:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:24:22.832-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-07T23:24:22.832-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webosphere" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><title>Woeful Wednesday: Business Card Blight</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/Blogshots2/biltmore5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most 'Wordless Wednesdays' around here aren't that wordless. This one is no different. I love this picture. I just had to talk about it. Robin, the purdy lady in the photo, would totally know what I was talking about - since she's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; the queen of all things wordy. We are two peas in a pod, me and the poetry-loving &lt;a href="http://pensieve.typepad.com/pensieve/"&gt;Pensieve&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture may not be the BEST shot ever, but there are a few favorite things in it that you need to notice: 1. Robin (she's great, y'all - even better in person - she just radiates southern charm), 2. the &lt;a href="http://biltmore.com/"&gt;Biltmore&lt;/a&gt; tour (oh, my dear that was one of the most wonderful field trips we have EVER been on in our seven years of homeschooling), 3. BUSINESS CARDS (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean, if you can't take the bloggers home with you from a blog conference, you should at LEAST get to take home their cards, right???&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I had the cards. I even had a custom, handy, bright yellow, little bee zipper pouch to hold them in. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of my cards and the ones that were given to me at the conference by all the PR people, marketers, and amazing bloggers were in my tiny bee bag.&lt;/span&gt; It was like a pirate treasure - hidden away for me to sift through in greedy revelry as soon as I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't imagine the grief I felt upon discovering that my little yellow zipper bag - my Queen Bee ditty bag with all those glorious cards - was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MISSING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone. Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have only 'misty water color memories' of the Type-A Mom conference now. And if you aren't over 30, you probably have absolutely no idea what that quote is in reference to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you at Type-A Mom with me? Did you take home one of my business cards and happen to be reading my blog (stranger things have happened)?  I would love for you to mail me a business card. You have my address already. And I love snail mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find my Queen Bee zipper purse, please return it to me. No one could throw something that cute in the trash. I just know it has to be out there. It's buzzing my name. Silently... from some trash heap in Asheville, or some maid's little girl's backpack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to go to &lt;a href="http://blissdomconference.com/"&gt;Blissdom&lt;/a&gt; now. In February. Want to sponsor me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick Links&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/send-me-to-north-carolina.html"&gt;Type-A Mom Conference Sponsorship Request&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-on-a-list.html"&gt;Not on the A-List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-type-mom-recap-of-trip.html"&gt;Type-A Mom Recap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/field-trip-foto-friday-asheville-type.html"&gt;Type-A Mom Photo Walk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-3821421665165291031?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/3821421665165291031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=3821421665165291031" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/3821421665165291031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/3821421665165291031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/09BQJyCShpU/woeful-wednesday-business-card-blight.html" title="Woeful Wednesday: Business Card Blight" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/woeful-wednesday-business-card-blight.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ESXY9cSp7ImA9WxNXF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-797779854219312453</id><published>2009-10-05T22:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:30:08.869-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-05T22:30:08.869-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webosphere" /><title>The Homeschool Post... 5th Annual Homeschool Blog Awards!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w108/hsbawards/post.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year again. And quite honestly, I don't know how I'm going to do it with a baby in the mix. This will be a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you are all excited to get the awards started, but first there has to be a lot of behind the scenes work and housekeeping done first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you a heads up so you can start tweeting and spreading the news... the awards will be covering October and November this year. There will be 2 weeks to nominate, and 2 weeks to vote. Nominations begin in October, voting takes place in November. We want to have the entire process finished by Thanksgiving break so that all of our team can enjoy our holidays! There's a lot of work involved, but it is worth it when we get to check out all the groovy blogs you all nominate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back from North Carolina (Type-A Mom) and my womens retreat, I'll be working on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finding someone to help me fix the broken washing machine while wringing out every item of clothing that comes out of it before it goes in the dryer - by HAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Trying to maintain order while we get the baby back in to a regular napping and sleeping schedule after long hours in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting my butt in gear with homeschool... we just ate up one of our weeks off in December for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Rounding up some prizes for the award winners of the 2009 Homeschool Blog Awards (nominations will be starting on October 19th!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;know of a great homeschool-friendly business that is interested in rewarding some bloggers for their passion and voice in the blogosphere? Please email me with contact information so we can send them a formal request to be a HSBA sponsor for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're excited to launch the FIFTH ANNUAL Homeschool Blog Awards at the Homeschool Post and are hoping that it will be our best year yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop over and take a look at this year's lovely author line-up that Darcy made for us on the sidebar!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And in case you didn't know, The Post is open for business every day - not just during awards season. &lt;/span&gt;You can find great homeschooling and parenting information and encouragement there all year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you fall in love with all the ladies there like I have. They are such a great team to work with! I'm very honored to be part of such a great collaborative site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't miss our big announcement Wednesday at &lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com"&gt;the Homeschool Post&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-797779854219312453?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/797779854219312453/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=797779854219312453" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/797779854219312453?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/797779854219312453?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/uNvCqbqPnjQ/homeschool-post-5th-annual-homeschool.html" title="The Homeschool Post... 5th Annual Homeschool Blog Awards!" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/homeschool-post-5th-annual-homeschool.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEBSX84fip7ImA9WxNXFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-1591458643900762724</id><published>2009-10-02T10:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:14:18.136-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-02T12:14:18.136-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="artsy fartsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="field trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webosphere" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><title>Field Trip Foto Friday: Asheville Type-A Mom Photo Walk</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/redbag_and_heels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned the Photo Walk we took last weekend briefly in my &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-type-mom-recap-of-trip.html"&gt;Type-A Mom recap post&lt;/a&gt;, but today I wanted to share some of the photos from the event. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The photo up top is my favorite from the walk.&lt;/span&gt; I edited it a bit - cropped a tiny bit off of the lady's dress up top, colorized it some, and added an edge burn (Pioneer Woman's site has these Photoshop actions available for download). I adore the shot - and the feeling it evokes. I love shoes and bags... and &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/05/bokeh.html"&gt;bokeh&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/lounge-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokeh is the faded part of the photograph that has a nice blur - and sometimes makes the picture look more like a work of art and less like a photograph. The Chocolate Lounge shot has NO bokeh. Everything is nice and crisp. Don't you just want to mosey on in there and have some sweets? Mmmmm. Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/type-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a groovy crew to hang with for the walk. TYPE (see above photo - sorry, had to include it) A Moms. A for AWESOME. We had less time than we planned since our conference session went longer than scheduled, but it was a wonderful FIRST Photo Walk for me. &lt;a href="http://myhomesweethomeonline.net/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt; and some of the others had already been on these types of photography events before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/phoarmy-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://myhomesweethomeonline.net/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.littletechgirl.com/"&gt;Little Tech Girl&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://secretagentmama.com/"&gt;Mishelle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I plan to make Photo Walking a new hobby. &lt;/span&gt;Only, I'll have to get Morgan's camera fixed so the kids can share it. She borrowed my camera a few times and helped me change lenses. She was my photo assistant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/shootsack-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn's "shoot sack" was pretty cool, too. Wish they would send me one to review! If you can't have an assistant, it pays to have your lenses nicely squared away on your hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/doggie-in-the-window-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Driving through a city gives you a small taste of what it is like, but when you are on foot, you get to see so many little things that you would miss in a car.&lt;/span&gt; Take for instance: this neat little 'Doggie in the Window'. I whistled at him when he disappeared inside to come back and he posed for us. I love standing still and listening to the buzz of traffic and people moving while I'm on a busy city street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/vocalist-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see the bustling city at dusk. And we got to enjoy performances by local musicians. These are the Lyrical Vocalists, I think. There was a guy painted in white with a black guitar, too. When he was finished singing, he froze and tried to appear as a statue. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The city is full of strange sights and interesting people to photograph.&lt;/span&gt; Dawn got some head shots of this guy. I was too far behind the crowd and our bus was about to pick us up for a ride back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/crowd-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the picturesque display of neon, groovy shops, and artwork. Below is a Viking Helmet (which of course, I had to photograph since my little baby was 9 lbs. and 4 oz. - two weeks early - and we've been affectionately calling him 'The Viking' since before he was born).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/vikinghelmet-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even enjoyed snapping shots of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/dawn-strap-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I would be really out of place with the big-shot photogs and their colossal lenses. However, they were really nice people - and they didn't make fun of me for asking questions about my DSLR. Mishelle even showed me a trick or two. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you like taking pictures, and you have a chance to get out and do a photo walk in your area... by all means, don't chicken out! &lt;/span&gt;You'll be glad you went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick Links:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://whrrl.com/e/gagn9"&gt;Photographs from the Walk&lt;/a&gt; at my Whrrl Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-on-sprittibees-homeschooling.html"&gt;My Homeschool Series&lt;/a&gt; - where you can find more field trips by grade/year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2008/05/texan-in-detroit.html"&gt;Another Out-of-State Field Trip Adventure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-1591458643900762724?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/1591458643900762724/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=1591458643900762724" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1591458643900762724?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/1591458643900762724?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/3tuUu8pkzqc/field-trip-foto-friday-asheville-type.html" title="Field Trip Foto Friday: Asheville Type-A Mom Photo Walk" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/10/field-trip-foto-friday-asheville-type.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcDRXk5fCp7ImA9WxNXE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-39412839617388294</id><published>2009-09-30T23:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:54:34.724-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-01T01:54:34.724-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Bee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webosphere" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><title>Back from Type-A Mom, a Recap of the Trip</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/alli-dawn-melissa-me_cr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did it. I &lt;a href="http://whrrl.com/experience/story/18492826?sharer=18474154"&gt;went to North Carolina&lt;/a&gt; to the Type-A Mom conference and took my entire family sans the one who has a 'real' job. We left Daddy, the jackalopes, and the Texas dust behind us and headed to Asheville. It was 1145 miles one way. In a packed SUV. With a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/jackalope-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/loaded-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we stopped in at my wonderful friend Teresa's house. She cooked me deer meat and the boys stayed up whispering with Kaden all night while us ladies (Chickie, Morgan and me) all tried to get our beauty rest. Can you even believe we didn't get PICTURES with them before we left? For shame on us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/waiting-in-the-car-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left after breakfast and drove from Little Rock to Asheville on day 2. The people in Knoxville were so kind. They like Texans. That's where we stopped to eat dinner. I won't mention the restaurant, because I'm not in to giving bad press... but it was GROSS food: not worth going off of our save-money-by-eating-out-of-the-back-of-the-car diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/gas-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for us, it was dark after we ate and we missed the mountains between Knoxville and Asheville. As a Texan, I hadn't driven in the mountains before, so it was a thrill (and a little scary) to go through tunnels with big trucks. It wouldn't have been so bad if it were daylight, I don't suppose... but I wasn't going to complain. We were just glad to have a vehicle that could get us there (after the 100$ oil change and fuel injection cleaning). I wasn't able to make enough with sponsorship to afford the rental or the airline ticket, so we took our own vehicle on the trip. That made taking the stroller, the cooler, the box of food, the car seat, and all our various luggage a lot easier. A girl has to have her 'stuff' on a blog-conference trip! Especially the laptop, camera and iPhone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/biltmorefromthebus-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked in and stayed in the room to rest on Wednesday night. Our tour of Biltmore begain at 8am the next morning. We awoke in a misty fog and rode the bus through town until we pulled up at the lawn of the Biltmore Estate. It was grandiose, floating there in the mist as we piled off the bus. I immediately noticed Robin of Penseive and met quite a few other great bloggers during the tour. Our guide was a 20 year tour veteran and my kids loved her as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/tourguide-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing she talked about was how the Vanderbilt family used travel as education. Kind of ironic that my kids were learning through traveling to North Carolina and touring the Biltmore Estate - just as she was saying that. I felt a little less guilty for not making them do 'school' on our trip thanks to her. Hey - there's always the summer and holidays to make up the days we missed. Gotta love living in Texas for something (can't love it for the MOUNTAIN VIEW).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/porchview-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't any words to describe how amazing the Biltmore (a Vanderbilt estate) is. To think that people live in such opulence is beyond me. Kaden and I talked about how the 'great hall' would have been the perfect room for our &lt;a href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/2006/04/konos-kings-and-queens-unit-fun.html"&gt;medieval feast&lt;/a&gt;. Morgan noticed the indoor 'winter garden' and amazing woodwork. I lingered on the staircase with its beveled lead glass windows to catch a quick iPhone picture with the baby. Chickie was smitten by the garden terrace, and all of us fell in love with the Blue Ridge Mountain view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/blueridgemts-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created a &lt;a href="http://whrrl.com/experience/story/18493177?sharer=18474154"&gt;story of Biltmore Tour photos on Whirrl&lt;/a&gt; to showcase a few of the pictures that you won't see in this post. There were just too many to share. I love going on photo ops that afford you endless things to take pictures of. The Biltmore Estate is one such place. They even provided a delicious lunch on the grounds - pasta salad with sun-dried tomatoes, turkey sandwiches on wheat, Lay's potato chips, bottled water, a fresh gala apple, and TWO yummy chocolate cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/tinypine-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was the &lt;a href="http://www.ncarboretum.org/"&gt;North Carolina Arboretum&lt;/a&gt;. The baby did amazing the entire day. [He really did well on the whole trip (aside from a tiny meltdown on the first night when we were at Teresa's house)] The guides at the Asheville arboretum talked about how they are homeschool friendly and have nature programs for kids. Kaden got to hold a Madagascar Hissing Cockroach (oh, joy) and we looked at all the animals in the display tanks (even got a few mugshots to share - which are also on the Biltmore Whirrl story). Time was running out on us to get registered for the conference, so we said our sad goodbyes to the gorgeous flower adorned nature center and loaded up on the coach to return to the Crown Plaza Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/dawn1-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We signed in for the conference and met up with Dawn in the hotel room. After all these years of blogging with Dawn at the &lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/"&gt;Homeschool Post&lt;/a&gt;, it was like meeting up with a long-lost sister. I just adore her, y'all. She's a Georgia Peach. [Sorry about the shine, Dawn, I'm no good at Lightroom - yet!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/dawn-janice1-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many other amazing women that I got to meet and know during the weekend. I hate to list them here because I know I'll leave someone out. Melissa of &lt;a href="http://www.afamiliarpath.com/"&gt;A Familiar Path&lt;/a&gt; (pictured at the top above) won the other contest for a free conference ticket and sat with me through some of the speaker sessions. I was glad to have another introverted homeschool mama to hang with. Extroverts like &lt;a href="http://mrsfussypants.com/"&gt;Alli&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;Janice&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://pensieve.typepad.com/pensieve/"&gt;Robin&lt;/a&gt; stole the show and moderated and spoke for the panels. There were discussions and open conversations between bloggers and marketers and sessions on helping market your blog and even how to balance blogging and real-life (my favorite other than the photo session by Mishelle). PR firms and companies sponsored bloggers and the event hall was lined with tables that introduced products (and gave away free samples - or 'swag') to the moms there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/omax.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptops and iPhones lit the room and everyone tweeted notes and highlights as the speakers discussed their topics. If you are interested in learning some tips from the conference, you can look back through the hashtag #typeamom on twitter and see what all the attendees were buzzing about. I didn't have a chance to blog because I was taking 'notes' and pictures when I wasn't nursing the baby in my hotel room or meeting and visiting with other bloggers. It was a blogging geek's dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/orange-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with this orange Macbook. It's on my wish list - along with Dawn's full-frame camera (the Canon version, of course). Did you notice that my iPhone is orange, too? I heart orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/secretagentmama-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also fell in love with the Photo Walk sponsored by &lt;a href="http://creativememories.com/"&gt;Creative Memories&lt;/a&gt; [and brought to ME by &lt;a href="http://www.earthfootwear.com/tabid/252/language/en-US/Default.aspx"&gt;Earth Footware&lt;/a&gt; - who sold me a half price set of shoes since I had sprained my ankle at the &lt;a href="http://biltmore.com/"&gt;Biltmore&lt;/a&gt; shooting pictures and needed comfy shoes to walk in]. While we're speaking of love, let's not forget how much I love &lt;a href="http://secretagentmama.com/"&gt;Mishelle&lt;/a&gt;. She so totally rocks. She showed me how to use my camera. I wish I could pay her more than free cupcakes for her awesome writing skills and amazing photo talent at &lt;a href="http://hsbapost.com/"&gt;the Homeschool Post&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/chickiebaby-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo happy to have my mother and kids there, though. I wasn't able to afford to go on the swanky speaker dinners, so we visited the uptown Biltmore McDonald's instead. They had an automated grand piano playing, but the food still tasted the same. We got lost on the way back and had to go for what seemed like forever until we found an exit on the freeway that would turn us around. My Tom Tom flaked out, so we used the iPhone GPS map to get us back to the hotel. For as much as we balked about the internet connection being slow (poor AT&amp;amp;T), I sure was thankful that it worked at all - or I'd be stuck in the blue ridge mountains eating Little Debbie's cupcakes still to this day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/biltmoremcd-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last session on Saturday, they had a BBQ dinner banquet. We said our sad, tired, last goodbyes to our blogging friends, snapped off a few quick pictures, and loaded up the car - in the rain. I managed to leave my business card zipper pouch there (which had all of my cards I had been collecting of all the groovy bloggers and marketers I had met) - and am still on the phone trying to get it back. The kids were tired and the baby was cranky as we pulled away from the hotel following Dawn in the dark to Georgia. We were all upset about missing the scenery again - another set of mountains to drive through in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/lotsakidz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled in to Dawn's driveway at around eleven and got to visit with most of her family (her two youngest critters were asleep already) in to the wee hours of the night. She gave me some free Lightroom lessons while we had fun looking through her conference photos. My mom and kids enjoyed visiting with her awesome family as much as I did. We hated to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/babydawn-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning was Sunday, and the Camp clan was all dressed up so they wouldn't miss church. We shot a few pictures on the driveway before we rolled away. It almost felt like we were leaving family behind. Morgan added another pen pal and future facebook friend to her list for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped in and ate a picnic lunch out of the back of the SUV in the Chick-fil-A parking lot in Alabama. Georgia, Alabama, and Mississippi were lovely. The Mississippi river was at it's best as we crossed in to Louisiana. We all felt it was prettier there than the Arkansas-Tennessee bridge. We loved the green creeping vines and lush landscape - a far cry from our drought-laden homeland. If only we could have brought home the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/sweetness-n-light-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia is fifteen hours away from our house. Add that to the stopping we had to do with the baby, the potty breaks, the snacks... and you have night setting on you before you know it. As the evening set in, I contacted my friend Renae of Reflective and asked her if she was "serious about really letting us spend the night there". She saved the day and we shaved the last five or six hours off of our trip by staying in Tyler, Texas. Her kids were adorable, her house was precious, and she made me HOME MADE WAFFLES! The waffles were shaped like little cows, chickens, pigs and barns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/reflective-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaden got to play with her son (who also happened to love all things Legos and Starwars). There was even time to play on the tire swing (a new treat for a city boy). Her daughters provided me with lovely portrait subjects. I sure wish she wasn't moving away to Idaho, but I'm so glad we got to visit together before she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/reflectivegal-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six hours after leaving Tyler, we pulled in our driveway and threw our arms around daddy - who was a big help unloading all our bags and swag. Chickie said, "Well, that was a nice trip" as she pulled the emergency break and opened the driver's side door. We took our bags inside and pet the lovesick cats, popped our photo cards in to the reader on the laptop, and recounted trip tales to Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/cityboy-cuntryboy-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessons and stories and sights are all swimming in my mind. I didn't give you a blow by blow storyboard of the blogging sessions because I know that a lot of you who read my blog are not interested in blogging as a 'job'. I learned new things, had a chance to meet wonderful 'invisible friends' and other interesting people, and we had the field trip of our school year - a cross country trip to amazing Asheville and historic Biltmore. It was a blue ridge mountain memory in the making. Something wonderful to remember for all of us. I'm so glad we got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/brownflower-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for sponsoring me. I know that a few of you tweeted, prayed, and donated your own funds for the drive and hotel. We put the rest on the card and are hoping that the next time we go to a blog conference, we can get a company sponsorship to cover the expenses! Until then... here's our public THANK YOU to all who made it possible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Chickie (who took off work, drove most of the way, helped with the baby - we heart you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kohen (you are the mostest awesomest baby - and the cutest baby EVAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kids (Mommy loves you - and I'm sure you didn't miss those math pages)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Honee (Thanks for letting me have fun while you had to stay here and work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To those who donated on Paypal: Tanya, Nikowa, Values-Driven Family, Erica, Shanna, Cathy, Claudia, Imperishable Beauty, Traci, Shannon, Lisa, and Western Carolina Fence [You all rock! Shoot me a link and I'll include it with this thanks - and let me know if you want me to change your name and include a blog name or business name instead.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To my &lt;a href="http://friendorfollow.com/sprittibee/friends/"&gt;twitter buddies&lt;/a&gt; - those who prayed and tweeted: &lt;a href="http://insearchofthebest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cathy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://pursuingharmony.blogspot.com/2009/09/type-mom-conference-recap-part-1.html"&gt;Frelle&lt;/a&gt; being the noisiest! 140 xoxos to both of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://myhomesweethomeonline.net/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt; (Shared her room at the hotel with us and talked me in to going in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending you swagalicious cupcake kisses and hugs from Texas! Thanks again y'all! It was a mighty fine time... and a great conference. Now for those of you who are in to more of the gritty conference details, click the link on Frelle's name and you can get the name-droppin' lowdown. I'm off to read her post myself... as if I needed another thing to do before bedtime. I'm so far behind. I'm packing my suitcases up tomorrow for another weekend trip, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Join me at the blogroll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reallifeblog.net/2009/09/your-life-your-blog-type-mom-recaps-and.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk253/RealLifeDesign/Real%20Life/YourLifeYourBlog.gif" alt="your life your blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the bloghop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Begin Blog Hop --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcklinky.com/blog_hop.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mcklinky.com/images/MckLinkyBlogHop.jpg" alt="MckLinky Blog Hop" width="300" height="98" border="0" longdesc="http://www.brentriggs.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mcklinky.com/linky_include_bloghop_public.asp?id=6553" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-39412839617388294?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/39412839617388294/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=39412839617388294" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/39412839617388294?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/39412839617388294?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/cfPfXrXQABM/back-from-type-mom-recap-of-trip.html" title="Back from Type-A Mom, a Recap of the Trip" /><author><name>Sprittibee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992769339576987845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00154267372939215097" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-type-mom-recap-of-trip.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUHQnk-cSp7ImA9WxNWFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13517164.post-8780136539725953066</id><published>2009-09-24T11:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:30:33.759-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-14T20:30:33.759-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family - parenting" /><title>Wordless Wednesday: Roadtrip</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i63/sprittibee/tripup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of miles... lots of smiles. Enjoying being with my homies on the way to North Carolina. The trees in the background are somewhere in Arkansas where we stopped for the night on day 1. More later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/Sprittibee/SBsig.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13517164-8780136539725953066?l=sbees.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sbees.blogspot.com/feeds/8780136539725953066/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13517164&amp;postID=8780136539725953066" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8780136539725953066?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13517164/posts/default/8780136539725953066?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sprittibee/~3/O7Tzp0-wY-M/wordless-wednesday.html" title="Wordless Wednesday: Roadtrip" /><author><name>Tracy</name><email>probablytracy@ymail.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sbees.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
