tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66987414745238865532012-02-01T13:43:41.866-06:00a forty-something mom sharing her bits of wisdom, irony and humor as she remembers them, with occasional photos of God's awesome creations from her gardendaisynoreply@blogger.comBlogger691125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698741474523886553.post-42099125135658722702012-01-31T18:32:00.012-06:002012-02-01T12:38:13.924-06:002012-02-01T12:38:13.924-06:00

This is a particularly fascinating read for me. You may have read in some of my older posts that I grew up in an extremely conservative, not very well-known branch of an Apostolic Lutheran church that originated in Finland. I have since left the church, and am very happy with my choice, but every once in a while, something trips my trigger and I am sucked back into looking at it all again. I

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Only temporarily, I was missing in action! You know that old saying, "Of all the things I've lost, the one I miss the most is my mind"? Well, I think menopause does the same thing as pregnancy used to do. I am as spacey as Marvin Martian's little cousin. I was checking out the settings on the new interface that showed up on blogger, and didn't switch them back to what they originally were.

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Last Friday we did one of my favorite things to do. We went to Barnes & Noble on the way home from work. My hubby received a B&N gift card for Christmas from one of the kids, and wanted to go see what he could find. I picked up the most awesome book to look at. It's called One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp...she is such a talented writer.  I have often read her blog over at a holy experience

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The weekend ahead is a busy one!  Most of it has to do with family...babysitting for a few hours on Saturday, a Tupperware party on Sunday afternoon, and a dinner invite for Sunday evening.  I'm going to have to be careful with my time if I want to finish cleaning out my closet. I started it last weekend, and cleaned a lot of junk out of it.  I did manage to find a few things that had gone

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It never fails.I always have such good intentions at the beginning of the week, and by the middle of the week, they have all flown out the window like chickens with the fox after them.On the weekend, I get my kitchen cleaned up, things put away, cleaning done, laundry done, and resolve to keep it that way all week.As you can see, the mess has begun again! Too much computer and not enough work, I

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I just read this book tonight, Heaven is for Real, by Todd Burpo (what a name, huh? definitely unique).My friend at work had it with her today and said her husband read it in a day. I asked if I could read it, and she sent it home with me. I promised to read it tonight and bring it back in the morning.I wasn't sure if I would want to finish it or not, but I decided I would just bring it back

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We had a bunch of the family over this afternoon. Erica will be sad she missed out on the fun. It was particularly fun to see kids/grandkids we hadn't seen for a while, and it was the first time seeing little Mr. Joshua, our youngest grand. Isn't he a sight for sore eyes? His sweet Auntie Meg is holding him.The next oldest grandsweetie was there as well, little Mr JJ. He is so sleepy here.

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A toast! Wishing all my friends and family a happy, blessed new year.This is one of my favorite beverages:2 parts orange juice2 parts Cranberry Splash Sierra Mist1 part club sodaLime wedgeServe over ice.Makes your mouth very happy!Cheers!

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Daughters. I love having daughters. A typical exchange between she and I...late at night when the house gets quiet.Me: ma chérie, will you please come get some pizza? your tea is probably 2 hot 2 drink right now anywayHer:‎ Nope! Not gettin up! :pMe:‎ git yer fanny out here!Her:‎ No!Me:‎ i'm gonna whup you, girlHer:‎ Just bring it to meMe):‎ did you drink any tea yet? it's probably cooled off

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I'm coming across all kinds of fun things online. I guess maybe that happens when I get buried in homework and don't come up for air. People keep creating things, and I feel like I'm going to miss something, but the upside of this is that there are that many more fun things to share now.Enjoy! I did.

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It was just the other morning, it seems, when the first shades of green were showing in the grass, and the leaves were popping out with gusto everywhere. Spring wears a certain intense green, and it's one of my favorite colors.I think I only blinked, and here all those lovely leaves are mostly crinkled up on the ground already. And this morning, they are dressed up in a crisp sugar-shell

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Have you seen any of Vance Perry's youTube videos? I just saw my first one today! He records these great acapella harmonies, only he is doing all the parts of the harmony. It's a little disconcerting at first to see the same face singing all the different parts, but you'll get used to it. I had a hard time picking out a favorite, but this was a good one to start with. This is just a short

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So I'm a little behind in watching one of my favorite shows, Dancing With the Stars. I've had tons of homework to do, but I think this being behind business is typical for me even when I'm not busy, because I don't want to get too attached to any of the contestants until I have a good sense of who is sticking around. It's kind of like when one of the kids has a new boyfriend or girlfriend. You

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I stayed at Mel's house overnight to scrapbook and play with Wyatt, and got a few pages made on my calendar. I'm happy that I got take out my toys and play...the pages are a bonus. :) My girls always laugh at me because I have more fun rearranging and organizing my tools and papers than I do actually scrapping. And it's true. But I got a few pages done last night, and lots of snuggle time with

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Little Mr. Wyatt came to visit me last night for a couple of hours. What a sweet baby boy he is...all of two months old, now. He was 10 pounds 8 oz when he was born. Little moosie.Mama Mel wanted to get out and go to a movie with a friend, and I said I'd watch him. How else is a grammy to get her time with her little man? Boy, oh boy. I got nothing else done the entire time he was here.First it

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Time just flies when you're having fun. Or when you're in school and working. Wow. The older I get, the less I can juggle multiple balls in the air. The last time I posted, James was still in the AI competition, and MAD magazine cover boy had not yet won. Now it's all old news.Dancing with the Stars is over, and I can almost remember who was on the show. There was that one actress, and that

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Oh my oh my oh my...who do you vote for this Idol season? I am absolutely crazy about JAMES this year! I'm think I must be a closet rock freak or something. I don't even like metal, but whatever he sang tonight, I'll take some more of that! I hope everyone else is liking him as much as I am. But then there is Jacob. That voice, my goodness! He's amazing. Sheer brilliance, a voice crafted

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This is a great book! As I was going through it, I was thinking to myself that I wish I would have had this book when I was a teenager! There are so many good bits of information in here. It's a well-thought out process, broken down into tiny mini steps, and lots of critical questions are listed as you go through it. These make you think about the little details that can suddenly turn into major

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I have kids who do the strangest things in their sleep. I used to think they get it from their dad. LOL. Love to share the credit, there. He used to argue with people (who were awake) while he was sleeping, and he was very good at it. He could probably have convinced them that the sky was really green, not blue.Anytime I heard a ruckus in the boys' room at night, I'd fly out of bed because

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...babies! We have two grandbabies scheduled to arrive on the Stork Express this month. Woot woot! One is to a first-time mama, and one to an old hand at this...this is number three for her. One of them is expecting a girl, and one is expecting a boy. Oh, baby, baby, baby! LOL. I love this. I simply can't get enough of that new-baby, fresh-from-God smell, and the little secret smiles that come

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I got a new book I'm really excited about: Paper + Pixels. Lots of great ideas about blending digital and paper scrapbooking--I love fonts, and would rather use a fancy font instead of my handwriting when I journal. I know, I know...I've heard how nice it is to see things in your writing, or for others to be able to see it in your writing. I think my choice of font says a lot too. I'm a font

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So I went to the dentist last Monday...I had a cleaning and exam appointment after work. And I don't know how it is for anyone else, but I have had horrific fears about dentists ever since I was a kid. The first dentist my mother took me to until I was about eight or nine used to whack me with his towel and tell me to quit my crying. I had, and still have, a hypersensitive mouth. I don't deal

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No, I'm not talking about things that poke you...I'm talking office supplies. Kimberly has a little giveaway going on, and her posts always inspire me. Such a creative soul! She just bought some lovely new Sharpie pens, and was inspired to finish her journaling on her scrapbook page, which she usually leaves for last (or later, or even never). LOL. Sorry Kim, I couldn't resist teasing you.

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How fun is this?!I received my personalized tote bag from Simply Bags in the mail, and immediately started packing it to use for my "go to work" bag! It has room for simply everything! I love it.It's made out of a synthetic fabric, but what I love about it is that the inside is some kind of rubberized surface, so if I spill inside it (which I have been known to do), it'll wipe clean and won't

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Sadly, we decided to put little Kirby down today. We had one of the grandbabies over, and for whatever reason little Kirby got into his head, he bit little man on his leg and left a nasty red mark. There was no apparent reason for it, but that was the final straw for us. It just couldn't be. We took him to the Humane Society and they were very kind and understanding. We couldn't be in there

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