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You know, the Hawaiian kind.  And sadly, it was the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt;Henjen Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; bag that was there, and with ANOTHER Jen.  All I get to do is look at the pictures and write about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT Jen (the one that got to go to Hawaii and the one that I am not bitter towards, just in case you were wondering) bought her bag at the &lt;a href="http://dechantal.com/_wsn/page12.html"&gt;St. Jane de Chantal Holiday Boutique&lt;/a&gt; this past winter, which she also helped organize and manage.  She and her fellow organizers made that a very fun show for me to do.  Very nice group of girls over at St. Jane's!  And very fashion-forward too judging by the number of Mother Cluckers that they snapped up.  But I digress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Jen, who is the owner of a Mother Clucker bag in the very fun Busy Chicks pattern, actually grew up in Hawaii and her parents still live there and she went there for a wedding so I am thinking that she is allowed to go there, without me feeling bitter.  Gee, why does this always seem to get back to being all about me???  I just don't understand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.  That Jen (I am doing a Junie B. Jones thing here and if you don't get that reference I feel very saddish inside of me for you) came to the mainland to attend The George Washington University and married one of those Dimond boys and never went back.  I say "one of those Dimond boys" because I met that Jen's husband AND his brother who is married to her sister-in-law Eileen who also very cleverly bought a Mother Clucker bag at the St. Jane boutique.  Are you following this?  As a matter of fact, I think that Eileen and that Jen used the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/2009pricing.html"&gt;"Girlfriend Discount"&lt;/a&gt; to get a deal on their Mother Cluckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, that Jen has the Busy Chicks pattern and that is kinda' funny because she describes herself as "a pretty boring handbag owner.  I tend to buy one major (read, "expensive") purse every year or so, usually black or brown, and use it when I go to work, carpool, sporting events, etc."  I am proud of that Jen for her Mother Clucker purchase because she stepped outside of her boring handbag box this time.  Another convert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the Q&amp;amp;A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is your favorite thing about the Mother Clucker? Do you use the key fob? Do you put your cell phone in the exterior pocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JS:  I LOVE my Mother Clucker!  I get complimented on it almost every day.   I love the plastic exterior, the fun patterns, and the way it hangs off my shoulder.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But my favorite thing is its size.&lt;/span&gt;  I love being able to carry a couple of files or folders home from work, or store my book when I'm going to carpool, or pack a bottle of water and tube of sunscreen when I'm going to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that Jen designed these for women who have graduated from diaper bags, and I thought that was a great description!  My kids are constantly sticking things in my bag: a book, DS, Power Ranger, fruit chews, granola bars, crayons, etc.  I don't usually use the key fob, although sometimes when I'm getting a manicure or haircut,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll put my wedding ring or earrings on the key fob so they don't get lost in my bag.&lt;/span&gt;  And I always drop my phone into the INTERIOR pocket.  It just seems to fit there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        HJ Note: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Brilliant&lt;/span&gt; use of the key fob!  Love the idea of using it as a jewelry holder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the &lt;b&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt; thing that you would run back into your house every time to get if it is not in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JS:  Cell phone.  I keep a brush, gum, $20, and an extra pair of sunglasses in my car, so my phone is pretty much the only thing I need!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  If you could pick a single item in your bag that represents &lt;b&gt;who you are&lt;/b&gt;, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JS:  My chapstick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the &lt;b&gt;strangest&lt;/b&gt; thing that is in your bag right now? Please explain why it is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JS:  A pink, blue, purple and yellow lanyard.  I'm guessing my daughter dropped it in my bag for some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  Do you have anything in your bag that could be used in case of an emergency? (remember, there are all kinds of emergencies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JS:  I'm no McGuyver, but if I were stranded somewhere maybe I could dump out the hand sanitizer and use my reading glasses to reflect the sun to ignite the liquid!  What do you think my chances of survival are?  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the one thing that you NEVER have in your bag that you ALWAYS wish you did have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JS:  Two more pens and a pad of paper.  Every time we go to a restaurant my kids ask for something to draw on and I usually only have one pen.  Then they start arguing about who gets to use it first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks that Jen!  It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;If you are a member of the Mother Clucker Club, ie, you have a Mother Clucker, and would like to be featured here please email me at jen@henjenhandbags.com. I'd love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-6017290302522762086?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/05/henjen-gets-leid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SgLmY0TDzQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Hy4VqrEMpa8/s72-c/HenJen+in+Hawaii+03.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-6548711337726646259</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-24T13:24:50.717-04:00</atom:updated><title>Helping Girls Excel</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SfHprIviIyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HceCHHmPoAM/s1600-h/DSCN0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SfHprIviIyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HceCHHmPoAM/s400/DSCN0838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328296761446507298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is what Kim Alsup is passionate about.  And also part of the name of her newly created non-profit enterprise, &lt;a href="http://creativek.wordpress.com/"&gt;Creative K: Helping Girls Excel&lt;/a&gt;.  As a creative writer herself, Kim's mission is to provide training and &lt;span lang="EN"&gt;opportunities for teenage girls who are interested in writing but who do not have access to programs that will nurture this pursuit.  Facilitating an understanding of the publishing world is another key component of Creative K's mission and one that is near and dear to Kim as she works toward having her first novel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caught Up&lt;/span&gt;, published.  Kim is also the&lt;br /&gt;"Soul Editor" for the website &lt;a href="http://morningswithmom.com/"&gt;Mornings with Mom&lt;/a&gt;, an online ministry for women, in which Kim writes inspirational essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is all well and good, you say, but what about what's in Kim's &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt;?  Do the contents reflect this accomplished, motivated and philanthropic-minded woman?  And since I know Kim personally and see her out and about with her Mother Clucker, I can answer this accurately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not reeeaaallly.  They actually say more about the Kim that is funny, cute and so full of ideas and energy for what she loves that she is brimming over with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brimming over is how I would describe Kim's bag as well.  As she says, what she actually likes MOST about her &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; is, "that it is not too big and not too small although I do stuff it to capacity so much so that I make Jen nervous that the straps may give out , but I think they are fine, I have taken some books out....lol".   That's Kim.  And, yes, I do worry about Kim's straps because when I say brimming over, I am NOT exaggerating.  So far, so good, though.  Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, on to the Q&amp;amp;A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  Which &lt;b&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/b&gt; pattern do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KA:  Oooh La La Stripe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  Describe the state of the interior of your bag, &lt;b&gt;messy or clean&lt;/b&gt;, please elaborate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KA:  Surprisingly by the amount of junk I put in it it is very clean, I usually clean it out once or twice a week and that is usually because I have lost something in the bag that I need.&lt;/span&gt;  (see what I am saying?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the &lt;b&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt; thing that you would run back into your house every time to get if it is not in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KA:   My phone (which I just toss in my purse and don't put in the pocket provided...lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  If you could pick a single item in your bag that represents &lt;b&gt;who you are&lt;/b&gt;, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KA:  My business cards (which some are just thrown in and some are in the actual business card holder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the &lt;b&gt;strangest&lt;/b&gt; thing that is in your bag right now? Please explain why it is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KA:  A button that says "Paddles the Beaver reminds us to protect our Cherry Trees".  I forgot to take it out from this past weekend's trip to the Cherry Blossom Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the one thing that you &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; have in your bag that you &lt;b&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/b&gt; wish you did have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KA:  Lotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thanks Kim!  Just remember, if those straps break, do not call me crying about it.  The usual excellent henjen customer service will NOT be given to those who have been warned. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;If you are a member of the Mother Clucker Club, ie, you have a Mother Clucker, and would like to be featured here please email me at jen@henjenhandbags.com. I'd love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-6548711337726646259?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/04/helping-girls-excel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SfHprIviIyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HceCHHmPoAM/s72-c/DSCN0838.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-2778113146341398651</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-03T12:27:34.622-04:00</atom:updated><title>REALLY Cool Chicks</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SdYyzYzRsUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0xQ0i9ezT5U/s1600-h/DSCN1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SdYyzYzRsUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0xQ0i9ezT5U/s400/DSCN1056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320495868197056834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I was at the&lt;a href="http://www.straphaelschoolmd.org/"&gt; St. Raphael's &lt;/a&gt;Girls Night Out shopping event and let me tell you, these girls are seriously fun!  This was my second year at the event and it was just as I remembered it, relaxed, friendly and full of moms really happy to be OUT with an adult beverage in hand and many cute goodies to purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would actually like to present these ladies with the "Hippest, Most-Fashion Forward Women in and around Rockville, MD" Award.  How's that for an honor?  The reason for bestowing such a title upon them is that they absolutely LOVE the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Cluckers&lt;/a&gt; and bought quite a few to prove it Here are a few examples of their devotion to &lt;a href="www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt;HENJEN HANDBAGS&lt;/a&gt;:  I had one repeat customer who brought a friend to buy one as well all the while testifying to the fabulosity of the bag.  One woman told me that she had regretted not buying a &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker &lt;/a&gt;at last year's event and was not going to make the same mistake twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that someone suffered for a WHOLE year without a &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; is heartbreaking to me and so I have a special offer for these VIP HENJEN customers.  If there is anyone who couldn't fall asleep last night because they did not purchase a &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker &lt;/a&gt;when they had the chance, do not despair.  Here's my offer, if there are at least five of you who would like to band together, I will deliver the bags to St. Raphael's next week or the week after (don't know when your Easter Break is) and I will also donate 10% of those sales to the school.  Send me an email at &lt;a href="jen@henjenhandbags.com"&gt;jen@henjenhandbags.com&lt;/a&gt; and I will send you a code so you can purchase online without any shipping costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my way of saying a little thank you to my loyal customers!  Thanks to Chris and Mary too for putting on such a fun event and for being such great HENJEN cheerleaders!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-2778113146341398651?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/04/really-cool-chicks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SdYyzYzRsUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0xQ0i9ezT5U/s72-c/DSCN1056.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-238083156171621752</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-30T21:19:37.560-04:00</atom:updated><title>Should you, or shouldn't you?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SdFvZ7HFthI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZrxEhHFRoIE/s1600-h/DSCN1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SdFvZ7HFthI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZrxEhHFRoIE/s400/DSCN1049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319155126056105490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here we have the contents of MY Mother Clucker.  (Busy Chicks, brown with green, in case you were wondering.)  As usual, you can see what has been going on in my life during the recent past.  Been doing lots of "networking" hence the women's luncheon program and the scads of business cards, mine and others.  Went to "Kegs 'n Eggs" at the 9:30 Club the Friday before St. Pats which meant buzz by 10am, hangover by 6pm.  Everyone should go once, or maybe twice.  Cab receipt from little trip to Florida with hubby.  Pictures drawn by youngest son in church yesterday when he tired of Flat Stanley.  Yes, I know that church is only an hour but this kid's long suit is NOT attention span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dry cleaner receipt from October '08 is not so recent and although it may seem innocent enough it is actually a window deep into my soul.  You see,  I have a THING about the dry cleaners.  I resist taking things there and once they are there, I avoid picking them up.  I know that it is kooky but it is a deeply rooted SHOULD that has worse consequences than never having a crisp, clean white blouse when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it is the frugal girl in me who says that I really should be washing and ironing instead of SPENDING MONEY to dry clean.  Now, I am not saying that this makes sense, I am just telling you how my brain twists it around.  'Course the thing that makes all of this into a crazy circular pattern is that I DON'T want to wash and iron the clothes and so I don't but I don't take the clothes to the dry cleaners either until I can't stand it anymore and then I do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, what you are thinking, believe me, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now just so we're clear, this dry cleaning thing is not keeping me up at night, it's just an exaggerated example of how the little SHOULDS in our lives can be annoying and time wasting.  So what about the bigger ones?  What are they doing to us?  And how do they match up with what we truly WANT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some monster SHOULDS about being a mother.  Like many mothers, I have this picture in my head of how this whole motherhood thing is supposed to go.  It magically appeared roughly 15 years ago and I've been fighting with it ever since.  See if you recognize any of these:  Should my baby sleep in my room, should I breastfeed, should I use cloth diapers, should I give a pacifier, should I let my baby cry herself to sleep, should I go back to work, should I stay home?  And these only cover about the first six weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where the picture comes from, our own mothers, the other mothers around us, the media, etc but chances are that it is NOT a representation of who we really are and want to be.  Do you WANT your baby to sleep with you?  Do you WANT to breastfeed?  Do you WANT to stay home or do you WANT to work?  Obviously, each of these decisions cannot be made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; in the vacuum of "it's all about me" however your wants need to be given their due consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, what you want comes from who you are and so your wants are valid.  They are not right or wrong, they just are.  Shoulds come from outside you and cause guilt and feelings of inadequacy.  Wants come from within bringing strength and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, try to catch yourself in a SHOULD and ask yourself how you can turn it into a WANT.  Do you think you SHOULD make dinner or do you want to because it is important to you that your family connects and eats healthily?  Are you keeping your house looking like a model home because it's what you should do when you really WANT to leave a few toys on the floor and read the rest of the Twilight series?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, and, by the way, I've finished all three of the books and I have dirty dishes in my sink right now.  And, guess what?  I'm going to the dry cleaners later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-238083156171621752?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/03/should-you-or-shouldnt-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SdFvZ7HFthI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZrxEhHFRoIE/s72-c/DSCN1049.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-38682582658154683</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-23T12:23:59.266-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Dangers of Mother Clucker Ownership</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Scekl1nuJ3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/a31vt579Ddo/s1600-h/Sophie+handbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Scekl1nuJ3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/a31vt579Ddo/s400/Sophie+handbag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316398855089956722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No silly, you won't get a toddler with your bag.  Even though this one is darn cute, I realize that you might not want any more of those or if you do, you'll figure it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;danger&lt;/span&gt; is that you might not get to carry it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;, especially if you have a precocious, fashion-forward little girl (or boy, no sexual stereotyping here at &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;henjen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, oh no!) like Sophie here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie's mom, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; owner of this bag, is Stephanie who is married to her "wonderful" husband, Mike, and also mother to two "precious" pugs who she says she considers to be"babies with four legs".  Upon receiving her &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie sent me an email which said, "Jen, I got my bag today and it's beautiful! Love it!  Sophie loves it too and has been wearing it around her neck all night! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides her penchant for sporting the bag around her neck, Sophie also has a tendency to set the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; in the pugs' water bowl so the vinyl is key for Stephanie.  Wipeability (I think that is a made up word) is another reason to praise the vinyl.  "I love that it has the vinyl on the outside because of all of the places I end up setting it down (restaurants, gyms, bathrooms) So it is very nice to be able to wipe it clean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on for the rest of the scoop on what is in Stephanie's &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HJ:  So, do you have a lot of handbags, like, you know a handbag &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S:  My husband would DEFINITELY tell you that I have a HUGE handbag problem because I own so many.  I just tell him that it is like him with golf clubs. I mean, really, how many of the same type of club do you need anyway?  &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span&gt;HJ:  Oh no she didn't&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HJ:  Describe the state of the interior of your bag, messy or clean, please elaborate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S:  The interior is clean. I can actually say that I try to keep it organized in there. If I am not able to find things in a timely manner it is not good. Sophie is 14 months and is still learning patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HJ:  What is your favorite thing about the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt;?  Do you put your cell phone in the exterior pocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S:   I do put my cell phone in the exterior pocket. Another thing I love about my &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker &lt;/a&gt;is the size. It's the perfect size for what I need. Not too big and not too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the ONE thing that you would run back into your house every time to get if it is not in your bag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S:  My cell phone, definitely my cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HJ:  If you could pick a single item in your bag that represents who you are, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S:  My pictures of Sophie. That's who I am now I'm Sophie's mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HJ:  What is the strangest thing that is in your bag right now? Please explain why it is there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S:  A hat for Sophie. It's the strangest thing in there because she absolutely will NOT wear it. I try it when we go for walks to keep the sun off her face if it's nice and she hates it. It's still in there though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HJ:  Do you have anything in your bag that could be used in case of an emergency? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S:  Wipes, well that does not need an explanation. Cell phone to either call for help or call in take out when I have had a really long day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HJ:  What is the one thing that you NEVER have in your bag that you ALWAYS wish you did have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:  A phone book. I dial information way too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Stephanie and Sophie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;If you are a member of the Mother Clucker Club, ie, you have a Mother Clucker, and would like to be featured here please email me at jen@henjenhandbags.com. I'd love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-38682582658154683?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/03/dangers-of-mother-clucker-ownership.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Scekl1nuJ3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/a31vt579Ddo/s72-c/Sophie+handbag.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-2404471206026366574</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T14:13:24.469-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Fellow Knight</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Sb6Fh26uhXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kVFIAp4w73E/s1600-h/Daisies,+brown+with+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Sb6Fh26uhXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kVFIAp4w73E/s400/Daisies,+brown+with+white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313831427067774322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Cave Spring Knight, that is!  This week's featured member of the "Mother Clucker Club", Jenn from Philadelphia, is a fellow graduate of good 'ole Cave Spring High School in Roanoke, Virginia.  She and I reconnected at our 20 year reunion (as she says, "gulp!") this past summer where I made a point to shamelessly self-promote at every opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I kept finding myself checking out the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt;HenJen &lt;/a&gt;website, trying to decide which &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; best fit my style.  I'm glad that I finally figured it out!", says Jenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn, who is the mother of two, ages 7 and 4, FINALLY decided on the Daisies, Brown with cream.  "I love it. It took me so long to choose from the great patterns, I don't know how I'll decide on the next one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always the plan was to post a picture of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; with the bag, however, the stomach flu has been rampant at her house and well, you know how that goes.  Taking pictures of yourself with your handbag kinda' falls to the bottom of the list.  I mean really, even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; intestinal issues, taking pictures of yourself with your handbag is probably not even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; anyone's list. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; been high on Jenn's list is her kids which is why she stayed at home with them until this past year when she returned to work as a nursery school teacher.  In fact, when asked what she carries in her &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; that represents her the best she answered, "I think it would be the kid snack and juice box. My kids are my world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on for what else Jenn thinks of her &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; and what it says about her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is your favorite thing about the Mother Clucker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  My favorite thing about the bag, aside from the great pattern, is the size.  My kids are not babies anymore, so I don't need the giant diaper-bag size. However, I do need a bag that will hold enough junk. The Mother Clucker is just perfect in that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  Do you use the key fob and do you put your cell phone in the exterior pocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I absolutely use the key fob. I was always the one digging around my gigantic bag looking for my keys, which were always buried under who-knows-what.  The cell phone pocket has been my saving grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;  What are five things that are ALWAYS in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt;  My wallet, my sunglasses, sanitizing hand wipes, a bag of some kind of kid-friendly snack and a juice box and a bottle of Diet Coke (my one vice!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the ONE thing that you would run back into your house every time to get if it is not in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J:  Probably my sunglasses, although sometimes my Diet Coke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  If you could pick one thing that represents who you are that is in your bag right now what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J:  I think it would be the kid snack and juice box. My kids are my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the strangest thing that is in your bag right now?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J:  A screwdriver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  Do you have anything in your bag that could be used in case of an emergency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J:  I guess the screwdriver! I do have a small pouch with all my "monthly emergency" items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ:  What is the one thing that you NEVER have in your bag that you ALWAYS wish you did have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;:  My favorite lip gloss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thanks Jenn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;If you are a member of the Mother Clucker Club, ie, you have a Mother Clucker, and would like to be featured here please email me at jen@henjenhandbags.com. I'd love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-2404471206026366574?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/03/fellow-knight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Sb6Fh26uhXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kVFIAp4w73E/s72-c/Daisies,+brown+with+white.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-8785370173959104044</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 14:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T12:18:57.531-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Very FIRST Mother Clucker Club Profile</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SbPeJFUgBLI/AAAAAAAAAII/aKcO37rlxNY/s1600-h/IMG_1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SbPeJFUgBLI/AAAAAAAAAII/aKcO37rlxNY/s400/IMG_1787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310832633228297394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right people.  This is big.  The very FIRST (of many) profiles of the actual women who are toting around &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Cluckers&lt;/a&gt;, and loving them!  Melissa is a mom of two,  ages 3 and almost 5, that's them up there, who works full-time as an HR professional for a large company.  She is quite possibly the winner of the "Most Mother Cluckers Purchased" Award with a grand total of FIVE of these babies!  Before you go getting all "what a selfish, spoiled #@* that Melissa is" let me just say that THREE of the bags were for gifts.  Sooooo, Melissa only has TWO of her own and I think that we can all agree that this is a reasonable number.  Her choices for herself were the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/item08.html"&gt;Ooooh La La Stripe&lt;/a&gt;, pictured above, and the &lt;a href="http://shop.henjenhandbags.com/product.sc?productId=9"&gt;Swirls, Brown with Blue&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked about her &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; she says, "I usually have solid colored purses but have fallen in love with these because they’re perfect size for moms with pre-schoolers."  You see that, a self-proclaimed "solid color purse" girl has been saved.  It just warms my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read on to hear more about Melissa and what is in HER &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HJ&lt;/span&gt;:  What is your favorite thing about the Mother Clucker?  Do you use the key fob?  Do you put your cell phone in the exterior pocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;:  I love the key fob for my extra keys – the ones I don’t use every day.  I actually use the outside pocket for my car keys and my Bluetooth.  What I really love is that it’s exactly the right size for what I need to carry.  (click &lt;a href="http://http//www.henjenhandbags.com/clucks.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read what other moms are saying about their bags)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HJ&lt;/span&gt;:  What are five things that are ALWAYS in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;:  My wallet, my keys, my iPod, sunglasses, and usually a magazine for me or the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HJ&lt;/span&gt;:  What is the ONE thing that you would run back into your house every time to get if it is not in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;:  Sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HJ&lt;/span&gt;:  If you could pick one thing that represents who you are that is in your bag right now what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;:  Pictures of my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HJ&lt;/span&gt;:  What is the strangest thing that is in your bag right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;:  Tape measure to measure an office desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HJ&lt;/span&gt;:  Do you have anything in your bag that could be used in case of an emergency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: ☺ Kleenex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Melissa, for giving us a glimpse into your &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;If you are a member of the Mother Clucker Club, ie, you have a Mother Clucker, and would like to be featured here please email me at jen@henjenhandbags.com. I'd love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-8785370173959104044?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-first-mother-clucker-club-profile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SbPeJFUgBLI/AAAAAAAAAII/aKcO37rlxNY/s72-c/IMG_1787.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-4141351492972422740</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-04T09:56:34.835-05:00</atom:updated><title>So, what IS in your Mother Clucker???</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Sa1zHz7h8XI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cbhwc1f4o38/s1600-h/DSCN0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Sa1zHz7h8XI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cbhwc1f4o38/s400/DSCN0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309026113775858034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is truly an intriguing question because I have found that the contents of a woman's bag, along with the bag itself give interesting insight into the woman who is carrying it.    In my years of selling &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Cluckers&lt;/a&gt; I have found that women have very specific ideas about their bags:  Big enough for most of their worldly possessions or barely big enough for the bare essentials?  Pocket Fanatic or Dumper?  Zipper or snap?   Leather or fabric?  Functional or fabulous?  Black, or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, by looking at the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt;, the inaugural handbag from&lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/index.html"&gt; HenJen Handbags&lt;/a&gt;, it is pretty obvious what my preferences in a bag are because, well, there they are!  I am pretty much Goldilocks when it comes to the size issue.  I tried bigger and it was too big, I tried a little smaller and it was too small.  Finally, I settled on the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; as it is today and it was, well, you know.  I have also identified myself as a "Dumper" which means that I like very few pockets because I forget WHAT is in WHICH pocket.  OOSM--Out of sight, out of mind is pretty much the dilemma that I face in the pocket department, and really the rest of my life, truth be told.  Here is where the key fob comes in because when you are a Dumper you end up with gunk under your fingernails when you root around in the bottom of your bag.  Solved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the CLOSURE ISSUE.  Oh yes, this is a biggie.  The &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; has been rejected by my OWN sister because it does not have a zipper.  You see, she loses things.  I, on the other hand, cannot stand a zipper because it makes access waaaaay too difficult.  I usually only have one hand free and it is very difficult to unzipper a zipper with only one hand.  Unfettered access, that is what I need.  The magnetic snap keeps it closed JUST enough so that when it falls off the car seat, most of the stuff stays in.  'Nuf said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A handbag's appearance is important to some more than others.  Some women will sacrifice style for functionality and some would rather be shot.  I have met women who have never owned a handbag in any color other than black.  NEVER.  For them, the&lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt; Mother Clucker &lt;/a&gt;is a bold step.  Of course the beauty of the &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; is that it is that rare combination of functional AND fabulous.  Funky bold patterns and a clear shiny vinyl covering make it fun to carry and okay to put down on the bathroom floor at Target.  You see, you can wipe the bottom later before you plop it on your kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we know a lot about a woman who chooses to carry a &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; just by that decision alone, but we can learn even more about her by what she's got in there.  That is what this blog is going to be dedicated to--meeting the proud owners of &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/handbags.html"&gt;Mother Cluckers&lt;/a&gt; all over the country and find out&lt;br /&gt;"What's in YOUR &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com/index.html"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;If you are one of those Mother Clucker owners and would like to be featured here please email me at jen@henjenhandbags.com.  I'd love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-4141351492972422740?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-what-is-in-your-mother-clucker-it-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/Sa1zHz7h8XI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cbhwc1f4o38/s72-c/DSCN0108.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-1225744737000147414</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:23:01.586-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Spy a........</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDwsdjewwYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eJM5awvAPbE/s1600-h/DSCN0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDwsdjewwYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eJM5awvAPbE/s400/DSCN0215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205084155585544578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDwrgTewwXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gMT5N8ykRaU/s1600-h/DSCN0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Car that is red, glasses for the sun, lists for the store and proof of lots of fun.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cleaned out my &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt;Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; and it was like re-living the highlights of the last month or so, Nationals vs Cubs with oldest son and friend, Baltimore Aquarium with daughter's 5th grade class which included lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe (whatever happened to bag lunches in the basement of the museum?), Speed Racer on MOTHER'S DAY, how lucky am I?????&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, receipts from the Container Store which are a testament to my recent obsession with Elfa-ing (if that isn't an actual word, it should be) my closet.   Oh that Elfa, it is a slippery slope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other notable findings: 2 cheese stick wrappers because that is just about all that youngest son will eat right now, a random blue Lego, one pair of sparkly, purple dolphin earrings given to me by my daughter to hold and of course, my ever present and rarely remembered bottle of hand sanitizer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of all there was $3.75 in quarters in the bottom of my&lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt; Mother Clucker&lt;/a&gt; which means that I am all set for any meter parking which comes my way, unless I become weak and use the change for Diet Cokes out of the machine at the pool.   Tune in next time to see how strong I have been, or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-1225744737000147414?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDwsdjewwYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eJM5awvAPbE/s72-c/DSCN0215.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-8470797438331651110</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:23:03.317-05:00</atom:updated><title>Flower Mart 2008</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw6EzewwcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1wTc67g1508/s1600-h/DSCN0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw6EzewwcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1wTc67g1508/s400/DSCN0151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099123546571202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am at Flower Mart which is held at the National Cathedral in DC.  The weather was gorgeous and I am happy to say that I found homes for many deserving &lt;a href="http://www.henjenhandbags.com"&gt;Mother Cluckers&lt;/a&gt;!  As usual, my banner (in the tent behind me) received many chuckles and even men stopped to look, although a handbag booth would not normally be their cup of tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-8470797438331651110?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2008/05/flower-mart-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw6EzewwcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1wTc67g1508/s72-c/DSCN0151.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-4366985392925781589</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:23:03.811-05:00</atom:updated><title>Down on the Farm</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw4rzewwbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PHUEspxEjgE/s1600-h/DSCN0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw4rzewwbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PHUEspxEjgE/s400/DSCN0101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205097594538213810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw10TewwaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8bzGCO8-6gY/s1600-h/DSCN0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw10TewwaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8bzGCO8-6gY/s400/DSCN0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205094442032218530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I chaperoned the kindergartner son on the typical ride-on-a-bus-take-a-hayride-pet-some-animals-eat-a-picnic-lunch field trip.  'Course you gotta wash your hands in there sometime too, which we did.  And no, I did not use my hand sanitizer, yet again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, the Mother Clucker came in very handy on the hayride.  And you'd better believe that I put it down on the floor of the school bus without any fear either!  That vinyl is a beautiful thing.  And look how cute it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, if one of the goats had tried to eat my bag ,which it didn't but you know how those goats can be, it would have had to work pretty hard to get to the Busy Chicks under the vinyl.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, just make sure that the next time you are heading off to the farm, or the pumpkin patch or one of the many other dirty, goat-filled field trip destinations that you think long and hard about going with any other bag than the Mother Clucker. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw1JTewwZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/U_4EhNYlTME/s1600-h/DSCN0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw1JTewwZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/U_4EhNYlTME/s1600-h/DSCN0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-4366985392925781589?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2008/05/down-on-farm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/SDw4rzewwbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PHUEspxEjgE/s72-c/DSCN0101.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-8816449958855460004</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 22:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:23:08.134-05:00</atom:updated><title>Visiting the 'rents</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/R-14HpB_xTI/AAAAAAAAACU/YWmib2fm7dQ/s1600-h/DSC_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/R-14HpB_xTI/AAAAAAAAACU/YWmib2fm7dQ/s320/DSC_0531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182930818841953586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Spring Break is coming to an end.  Just one weekend between me and my quiet, empty house.  I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, make it 2 more days with my kids at home, that is. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it has been yet another break that I did not make it to anywhere sunny.  I've gotten lucky a few times, don't get me wrong, I've managed to get myself to Florida for a couple of Spring Breaks.  But this is the second year in a row that I have not gone any place south of Virginia and it always makes me a little bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't feel too sorry for me because I did take the kids for a couple of days to visit my parents at Smith Mountain Lake where they have recently retired.  And this is where we come to what is in my Mother Clucker bag today:  a brochure from the National D-Day Memorial ( &lt;a href="http://www.dday.org/"&gt;www.dday.org&lt;/a&gt; ) which is located in Bedford, Virginia. Bedford is a tiny little town in Southwestern Virginia that lost more men per capita than any other town in the United States which is why it was chosen to be the spot for this memorial.  It is a really beautiful memorial in a gorgeous setting.  A very nice man in a VMI baseball hat drove us around in a golf cart and told us all about the memorial.  'Course I was trying to take all of this in while trying to contain Luke "the crazy man", as I like to call him, who is five and who very rarely sits still for anything, much less for an educational information session taking place over a period of about 45 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did manage to learn some things about Operation Overlord (see?) so that was cool but the best part of the whole thing is that I have this picture that my Dad took which made me realize that my kids really are growing UP.  I did a double take when I realized that my kids were standing flat-footed right next to me, not up on a ledge above me.  The weird thing is that instead of them looking taller, I think that I just look shorter and while I AM glad that they are growing (REALLY!), I am NOT happy about "shrinking".  It is all about me, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4298446001569271464-8816449958855460004?l=henjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://henjen.blogspot.com/2008/03/visiting-rents.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HenJen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0KZuUAqm0gE/R-14HpB_xTI/AAAAAAAAACU/YWmib2fm7dQ/s72-c/DSC_0531.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298446001569271464.post-6915754970452856904</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 03:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T12:51:33.058-04:00</atom:updated><title>Greetings from HenJen</title><description>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eb9dfc7c028a8d7b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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