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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:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQAQn44eyp7ImA9WhBaEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821</id><updated>2013-05-22T21:32:23.033-05:00</updated><category term="wildtree recipes" /><category term="soap making" /><category term="freezing strawberries" /><category term="In His Word" /><category term="National Mississippi River Museum and Aquarium" /><category term="wedding" /><category term="Hurstville" /><category term="lemons" /><category 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Little Sprouts" /><category term="liquid hand soap" /><category term="recycled candles" /><category term="yogurt" /><category term="The Hunger Games" /><category term="crocheting" /><category term="furniture polish" /><category term="sea salt spray recipe" /><category term="Word for 2012" /><category term="meal planning" /><category term="mom" /><category term="water kefir" /><category term="homemade cereal" /><category term="In the Garden" /><category term="homemade lemonade" /><category term="menu" /><category term="gluten free" /><category term="muffins" /><category term="hair care" /><category term="soap" /><category term="wallpaper" /><category term="lavender" /><category term="Wildtree" /><category term="son" /><category term="parenting" /><category term="laundry soap" /><category term="shower spray" /><category term="Creation Museum" /><category term="birthday shoes" /><category term="Art" /><category term="outdoor bread baking" /><category term="chili recipe" /><category term="crafts" /><category term="t-shirt rug" /><category term="recipe" /><category term="brooding hens" /><category term="chickens" /><category term="venison recipe" /><category term="bread sticks" /><category term="deodorant recipe" /><category term="devotion" /><category term="ham soup recipe" /><category term="Preschool" /><category term="roosters" /><category term="home remedies" /><category term="household tips" /><category term="dubuque" /><category term="mozzarella cheese" /><title>Everyday Notions</title><subtitle type="html">Daily thoughts and experiments in homesteading, gardening, cooking, parenting, homeschooling, soap making, raising chickens, raising kids, and getting "back to the basics".</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>264</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/cZgCK" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/czgck" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ADRnk-fyp7ImA9WhBaEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-6225274440460339301</id><published>2013-05-21T13:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-21T20:22:57.757-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-21T20:22:57.757-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In the Kitchen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gratitude" /><title>kitchen love</title><summary type="html">the smell of garlic and onion sauteing in butter
slow down. savor the delicious scents

rolling and chopping of spinach
vibrant green. life giving

the rhythmic hum of the dishwasher with hands immersed in the warm, lemony scented dishwater
calm the spirit. quiet the mind


counting my blessings.........everyday gratitude


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/Ozii6htNz6A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/6225274440460339301/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/05/kitchen-love.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/6225274440460339301?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/6225274440460339301?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/Ozii6htNz6A/kitchen-love.html" title="kitchen love" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/05/kitchen-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8ASHs7eyp7ImA9WhBbFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-5621983654339397107</id><published>2013-05-12T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-14T13:40:49.503-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-14T13:40:49.503-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In the Garden" /><title>Soil Test</title><summary type="html">
Last week someone posted this on facebook:


So our homeschooling day began with an experiment to test the soil in our garden.













Unfortunately I only had my "orange infused vinegar" but I thought that the acidic vinegar, which is necessary for the test, coupled with the acid from my orange peels, this wouldn't alter the experiment in any way.

The soil mixed with vinegar only created &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/-rQ_rHnVOoQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/5621983654339397107/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/05/soil-test.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/5621983654339397107?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/5621983654339397107?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/-rQ_rHnVOoQ/soil-test.html" title="Soil Test" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVggY67IWjE/UZBjUfXNqQI/AAAAAAAADNg/rMYbZr6f7IU/s72-c/soil+test.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/05/soil-test.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8DQng_cSp7ImA9WhBbFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-1139761764422818279</id><published>2013-05-12T10:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-14T13:41:13.649-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-14T13:41:13.649-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gratitude" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Blessed to Be Called Mother</title><summary type="html">

Today I am overwhelmed with the love I have for my children. On this Mother's Day, I thank my Creator for creating my beautiful children and for entrusting them to my care. 

I am blessed to be a mother.






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holding a warm cup of coffee between both hands on a cold winters day

the warmth of a hug when the tears won't seem to stop

cuddling with a nursing baby

my favorite over-sized cardigan wrapped tight around my body

my mother.



Mom, you comforted me when I was a child, calming my fears of the boogeyman and the mean kids. As a young wife and mother I'd often make daily phone calls&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/qHIV6pK-xtQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/7380182651897839759/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/05/comfort-five-minute-friday.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/7380182651897839759?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/7380182651897839759?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/qHIV6pK-xtQ/comfort-five-minute-friday.html" title="Comfort - Five Minute Friday" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iazeSiR08QE/UY49jyYq1TI/AAAAAAAADNA/_hhl96O-eyI/s72-c/momandme.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/05/comfort-five-minute-friday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEFRnw4fSp7ImA9WhBUEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-3296150787230990928</id><published>2013-04-26T07:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-26T15:20:17.235-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-26T15:20:17.235-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Five Minute Friday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage" /><title>Five Minute Friday - Friend</title><summary type="html">



This summer, on the 12th day of July, my husband and I will celebrate five years of marriage. Somewhere in the last five years, I stopped seeing my husband as my friend. It's not that I saw him as my enemy. He was "just" my husband. I became focused on my duties as a wife. Sometimes, when we can't look past our duties, we forget the gift that we have.

Last weekend my husband and I attended a&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/n2ygLSvNmqg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/3296150787230990928/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/five-minute-friday-friend.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/3296150787230990928?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/3296150787230990928?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/n2ygLSvNmqg/five-minute-friday-friend.html" title="Five Minute Friday - Friend" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pn2ILKwxD0k/UXpvWPu5gBI/AAAAAAAADL4/J6WVJhGwYjw/s72-c/IMG_2422.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/five-minute-friday-friend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcHRH4-fSp7ImA9WhBVGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-6011318486831028147</id><published>2013-04-25T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-25T22:30:35.055-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-25T22:30:35.055-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bees" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In the Garden" /><title>SPRING HAS ARRIVED</title><summary type="html">
It has been a lllllllooooooooonggggg winter here in Minnesota. But today? Today gave me hope that spring will indeed return to the Minnesota tundra. Here's what I saw today:





Tulips!







Bleeding Heart!





Searching for bugs! 
The kids love moving my landscaping blocks to search for bugs. :)




Turning the dirt in the garden!





Baby Sedum!










My bees arrived (shipped from &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/cToS4kTTZZY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/6011318486831028147/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/spring-has-arrived.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/6011318486831028147?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/6011318486831028147?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/cToS4kTTZZY/spring-has-arrived.html" title="SPRING HAS ARRIVED" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-watghR_UW00/UXnxD0BSQ-I/AAAAAAAADLY/rLSvFP9kGpA/s72-c/PicMonkey+Collage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/spring-has-arrived.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEGR3o_fSp7ImA9WhBVGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-7622849776161598407</id><published>2013-04-24T15:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-24T15:50:26.445-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-24T15:50:26.445-05:00</app:edited><title>Tax Season: the Dark Period</title><summary type="html">22 days since my last blog post......I'm not sure with what I've been busy with.

Oh yeah. April 15th occurred during that time. I've decided the time period of January 30th (or a little later if I've decided to proclaim a full fledge denial) until April 14 is my "Dark Period". You see, I'm a procrastinator by nature. I'm also self employed and for some dumb reason pay my taxes only at tax season&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/bbCpaUxJaUQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/7622849776161598407/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/tax-season-dark-period.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/7622849776161598407?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/7622849776161598407?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/bbCpaUxJaUQ/tax-season-dark-period.html" title="Tax Season: the Dark Period" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UB_VacOnTtQ/UXg-ULK5mfI/AAAAAAAADLI/GRFeywSoNYY/s72-c/taxes.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/tax-season-dark-period.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAERHY6eip7ImA9WhBXGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-1110513388136281955</id><published>2013-04-02T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-02T15:31:45.812-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-02T15:31:45.812-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>Redeemed</title><summary type="html">It began a few weeks ago when the Five Minute Friday prompt word was "HOME". At reading my prompt word I had no inspirational feelings towards my heavenly home. I had no feelings of gratitude for the earthly home that God had provided for me (this is an amazing story that I will save for a later time). Instead I was careening into a pit of self pity, feeling overwhelmed and alone in the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/PFgEZCnHzQw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/1110513388136281955/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/redeemed.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1110513388136281955?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1110513388136281955?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/PFgEZCnHzQw/redeemed.html" title="Redeemed" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCivDzwLKD0/UVs3TcgS_sI/AAAAAAAADJA/QMGwovXUJJw/s72-c/IMG_2301.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/04/redeemed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8MRn49cSp7ImA9WhBXFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-7039074849414018770</id><published>2013-03-21T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-29T21:34:47.069-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-29T21:34:47.069-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="furniture polish" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="household tips" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Around the House" /><title>Furniture Polish</title><summary type="html">




2 T. beeswax (I use beeswax pellets as it melts easily and quickly)
7 T. olive oil

~Melt in a double boiler (I don't have a double boiler so I use a stainless steel bowl that fits perfectly on one of my pots)

~Stir well. I was going to bring out my hand blender but found that a wire whisk did the job just fine. The polish will harden after an hour or two. 




I have several notebooks &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/P5csyLwAgXg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/7039074849414018770/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/furniture-polish.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/7039074849414018770?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/7039074849414018770?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/P5csyLwAgXg/furniture-polish.html" title="Furniture Polish" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pjXsR8H_qVA/UUsVKkwfZfI/AAAAAAAADIs/5qr2ruTr9SI/s72-c/IMG_2139.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/furniture-polish.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcBRng_fip7ImA9WhBQE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-1755000680830741333</id><published>2013-03-15T07:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-15T07:20:57.646-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-15T07:20:57.646-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Five Minute Friday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>Rest</title><summary type="html">It's FRIDAY! Time to sing and dance. Also time to join Lisa-Jo for Five Minute Friday. It's a fun party as many gather to write about one word. I always love to read the different views that people can bring to just one word. Our prompt word today is REST.



In Matthew 11:28-30, Jesus speaks these words to the crowds:

"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/_4GTay2glpA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/1755000680830741333/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/rest.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1755000680830741333?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1755000680830741333?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/_4GTay2glpA/rest.html" title="Rest" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2swY4AW_Ls4/UJM4AAc3S4I/AAAAAAAACqU/7FMOdMMNz9g/s72-c/BeFunky_treebed.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/rest.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYCSXk-fCp7ImA9WhBQFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-1261241317526419143</id><published>2013-03-14T06:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-19T06:39:28.754-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-19T06:39:28.754-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="green cleaners" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frugal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Around the House" /><title>Safer All-Purpose Cleaner</title><summary type="html">

When I began this blog two years ago, one of my goals was to share recipes and tips that were:


Environmentally friendly
Better for the health of me and my family (and those in my daily care)
Frugal

Over the years I've done a fairly good job of ridding my home of products that are filled with harmful (for both the environment and my family) chemicals. But sometimes I let my guard down and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/rTYltL3HVAI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/1261241317526419143/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/safer-all-purpose-cleaner.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1261241317526419143?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1261241317526419143?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/rTYltL3HVAI/safer-all-purpose-cleaner.html" title="Safer All-Purpose Cleaner" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5EPo8vF5YOQ/UT-ILCi0FxI/AAAAAAAADIg/IeBI4oYnevM/s72-c/409.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/safer-all-purpose-cleaner.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkADR3w9eCp7ImA9WhBRFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-1432730888517763253</id><published>2013-03-06T09:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-06T09:46:16.260-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-06T09:46:16.260-06:00</app:edited><title>Mysterious Eye Rash</title><summary type="html">Three weeks ago I developed a mysterious rash on my upper eye lid. Nothing had changed in my "beauty regime" (this makes me laugh as I don't wear make up or have a long list of products that I use!). I wash my hair with a diluted liquid castile soap and I use a natural face moisturizer  Yep, that's it. See why I laughed at "beauty regime"? I hadn't changed laundry detergent.

The only change in &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/hm0w9tOQZVo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/1432730888517763253/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/mysterious-eye-rash.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1432730888517763253?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1432730888517763253?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/hm0w9tOQZVo/mysterious-eye-rash.html" title="Mysterious Eye Rash" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RR3Wx9CdjOg/UTc_qSovcqI/AAAAAAAADIM/TOEV81XXIfc/s72-c/IMG_2046.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/mysterious-eye-rash.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8ASHo8eCp7ImA9WhBRFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-1512790504601796672</id><published>2013-03-05T15:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-07T15:14:09.470-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-07T15:14:09.470-06:00</app:edited><title>The Liebster Award</title><summary type="html">Sweet AJ from One Part Joy One Part Circus (I love her blog's name) has awarded me with the "Liebster Award". This award is given by bloggers to other bloggers. It is a way to spread the "news" of other small blogs. It is also a fun way to get to know one another in this great big bloggy world. :) Here's how it works ~ 
1. Answer 11 questions from the nominating blog.
2. Tell 9 things about you.
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/FZ-kgFccEek" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/1512790504601796672/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-liebster-award.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1512790504601796672?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1512790504601796672?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/FZ-kgFccEek/the-liebster-award.html" title="The Liebster Award" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knidkDb5rqk/UHyBJqNwQ8I/AAAAAAAACY4/JtEYbAMsg5Q/s72-c/the-liebster-award.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-liebster-award.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cGQnc5cCp7ImA9WhBSF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-4012711184638143553</id><published>2013-02-24T17:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-24T17:37:03.928-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-24T17:37:03.928-06:00</app:edited><title>Media Fast</title><summary type="html">Over lent I am doing a mini 7 experiment inspired by Jen Hatmaker's book "7 - An Experimental Mutiny Against Excess". My hope is that this experiment brings me closer to God and changes me in such a way that I am better able to serve Him and that I may be better equipped in hearing His calling.



I've completed a week of 7 foods and am on my last day of my week with only 7 items of clothing. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/6fECaNvOjDo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/4012711184638143553/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/media-fast.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/4012711184638143553?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/4012711184638143553?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/6fECaNvOjDo/media-fast.html" title="Media Fast" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/media-fast.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YCR386cSp7ImA9WhBSFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-8679788191032130540</id><published>2013-02-21T23:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-21T23:32:46.119-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-21T23:32:46.119-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Five Minute Friday" /><title>What mama did ~ LOVE</title><summary type="html">Joining Lisa-Jo in another five minute write. Five Minute Friday is writing without thinking too much and not worrying about the mechanics......just allowing our hearts to speak.  This week we get to choose our own word to describe "what mama did".




Mom and Me, Christmas 2011

My mama loved well. Three babies, one of which was born without breath, born well before the young age of 20. I was &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/L0B01SwipXg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/8679788191032130540/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/what-mama-did-love.html#comment-form" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/8679788191032130540?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/8679788191032130540?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/L0B01SwipXg/what-mama-did-love.html" title="What mama did ~ LOVE" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HtVOI01Vhc/UScAf6y4poI/AAAAAAAADHA/B3E_m9fUfoo/s72-c/meandmom.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/what-mama-did-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYNR3s_fCp7ImA9WhBSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-1793148769343986535</id><published>2013-02-21T16:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-22T10:23:16.544-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-22T10:23:16.544-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In the Kitchen" /><title>when you are out of words........show photos</title><summary type="html">


I haven't been very chatty lately...........so here's a few pictures to show you what I've been up to. 



Kombucha............







It looks like fudge. It smells like mint chocolate. Even though I KNEW it was soap I was still beckoned by this delicious looking soap every time I walked into the kitchen. I finally had to find another room to let this soap "cure" in because I was afraid I was&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/HtAGvCArbRM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/1793148769343986535/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/when-you-are-out-of-wordsshow-photos.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1793148769343986535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/1793148769343986535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/HtAGvCArbRM/when-you-are-out-of-wordsshow-photos.html" title="when you are out of words........show photos" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0JQkuSxKFI/USaPss1jKWI/AAAAAAAADGE/3R5Ccz-C71w/s72-c/bucha.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/when-you-are-out-of-wordsshow-photos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkICQnY-eip7ImA9WhBTGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-6748886434325501281</id><published>2013-02-15T15:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-15T15:42:43.852-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-15T15:42:43.852-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Five Minute Friday" /><title>My Beloved</title><summary type="html">



Its Friday, which means that it's not only time to dance and sing but it is also time for a five minute write. Lisa-Jo hosts the fun writing party, Five Minute Fridays. The rules are simple: write for five minutes flat with no editing (no overthinking - just write!), share at Lisa-Jo's and read what other's have written (I promise, you'll be inspired!). Today's word is BELOVED















&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/1CtVWq-f4Gg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/6748886434325501281/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/my-beloved.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/6748886434325501281?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/6748886434325501281?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/1CtVWq-f4Gg/my-beloved.html" title="My Beloved" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBSyu-nExU8/UR6XIHu4-9I/AAAAAAAADA0/79umMzeDSBU/s72-c/BeFunky_Impressionist_2.jpg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/my-beloved.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4ARXgzeyp7ImA9WhBTE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-4197164316415155759</id><published>2013-02-08T08:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-08T08:49:04.683-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-08T08:49:04.683-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Five Minute Friday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>stripped bare</title><summary type="html">

It's Friday which means it's time to dance and sing (the daycare kids and I have a song and dance to celebrate this glorious day). Friday is also the day in which Lisa-Jo hosts Five Minute Fridays and I humbly join the party of words strung together in five short minutes by a group of fantastic writers. The rules are simple. Lisa-Jo provides the word, write for five minutes flat, no &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/IoXzCAvOMIA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/4197164316415155759/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/stripped-bare.html#comment-form" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/4197164316415155759?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/4197164316415155759?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/IoXzCAvOMIA/stripped-bare.html" title="stripped bare" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/stripped-bare.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYCQXo9fip7ImA9WhBTFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-4062435183626168295</id><published>2013-02-07T14:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-10T08:39:20.466-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-10T08:39:20.466-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hockey art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Around the House" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="At Laurie's Little Sprouts" /><title>Great days happen even when it feels like nothing is going right...</title><summary type="html">Last week I had a day....yes, ONE day which looked like this ~

Disclaimer: Sometimes, when I share my minor catastrophes, I exaggerate to add some comic relief. Just keep that in mind.


A pile of backpacks, coats, boots and winter weat.


School was delayed for two hours.....until the school decided at 7:20 am to cancel for the day. This left parents scrambling and extra kids (kids FULL of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/-6wkzb3qHC0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/4062435183626168295/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/great-days-happen-even-when-it-feels.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/4062435183626168295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/4062435183626168295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/-6wkzb3qHC0/great-days-happen-even-when-it-feels.html" title="Great days happen even when it feels like nothing is going right..." /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h24pZim5p7o/UQk7l0Ge8cI/AAAAAAAAC9s/yIoJlMb3V4g/s72-c/IMG_1841.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/02/great-days-happen-even-when-it-feels.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4FQX89fSp7ImA9WhNaEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-3529679786851248349</id><published>2013-01-25T07:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-25T13:58:30.165-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-25T13:58:30.165-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Five Minute Friday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gratitude" /><title>again and again.......</title><summary type="html">It's Friday which means it's time to dance and sing (the daycare kids and I have a song and dance to celebrate this glorious day). Friday is also the day in which Lisa-Jo hosts Five Minute Fridays and I humbly join the party of words strung together in five short minutes by a group of fantastic writers. The rules are simple. Write for five minutes flat, no backtracking/editing/over thinking, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/3c-ioHci_EI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/3529679786851248349/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/its-friday-which-means-its-time-to.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/3529679786851248349?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/3529679786851248349?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/3c-ioHci_EI/its-friday-which-means-its-time-to.html" title="again and again......." /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RziXT2FVZno/UQKIzvQc9AI/AAAAAAAAC8s/D9R6aDSkFqY/s72-c/phil4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/its-friday-which-means-its-time-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIFR386eCp7ImA9WhNaEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-8190589807897166121</id><published>2013-01-21T14:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-24T17:01:56.110-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-24T17:01:56.110-06:00</app:edited><title>Does the Church Love Like Jesus?</title><summary type="html">A couple of weeks ago, while in the shower...because, of course, this is where all of my great thoughts take place, I was working through my disappointments in my church. The church that I've attended and served for the past 7 years. The church which when my daughter was in the hospital last summer (after an auto accident which could have easily taken her life) prayed for us but didn't know us. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/E30ZX0kZTlY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/8190589807897166121/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/does-church-love-like-jesus.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/8190589807897166121?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/8190589807897166121?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/E30ZX0kZTlY/does-church-love-like-jesus.html" title="Does the Church Love Like Jesus?" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEUb8C8WI3U/UP2aWCvw8PI/AAAAAAAAC7o/dUlwc0Rny2U/s72-c/IMG_0915.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/does-church-love-like-jesus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8BSX07fSp7ImA9WhNbFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-5137634723801546294</id><published>2013-01-18T09:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-18T09:44:18.305-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-18T09:44:18.305-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Year of Relationship" /><title>Wanna Join Me in a Valentine Challenge?</title><summary type="html">So, at the turn of this New Year I had decided that 2013 is the Year of Relationship. One relationship that I want to strengthen is the relationship with my husband. There's a few areas in my "wife-hood" where I am failing miserably. I mean MISERABLY. I need to love my husband better. It's funny but I've noticed that when I put effort into loving him better that I also start seeing how he blesses&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/eb6_DcjoQQY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/5137634723801546294/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/wanna-join-me-in-valentine-challenge.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/5137634723801546294?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/5137634723801546294?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/eb6_DcjoQQY/wanna-join-me-in-valentine-challenge.html" title="Wanna Join Me in a Valentine Challenge?" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/wanna-join-me-in-valentine-challenge.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08GRHo-fip7ImA9WhNbFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-2980633345341004251</id><published>2013-01-17T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-17T14:50:25.456-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-17T14:50:25.456-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frugal" /><title>Notebook Facelift</title><summary type="html">

Rescued from a stack in my office supplies of used/never used notebooks. Mostly likely bought years ago for 12 cents. 


I've tried using binders for my various bible studies however are big and bulky to carry/store and they also use a lot of lap/table space when I'm writing in them. I'm trying something new for all my note taking. One notebook instead of five binders and/or notebooks. I am &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/Y7iL-m21XuQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/2980633345341004251/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/notebook-facelift.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/2980633345341004251?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/2980633345341004251?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/Y7iL-m21XuQ/notebook-facelift.html" title="Notebook Facelift" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vu9tjZmRfWI/UPhTmg8pQNI/AAAAAAAAC30/3oVAWoe_te8/s72-c/IMG_1735.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/notebook-facelift.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMER34yfyp7ImA9WhNbEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-5183552204179496057</id><published>2013-01-13T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-13T17:40:06.097-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-13T17:40:06.097-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith" /><title>A Song for Melody</title><summary type="html">On December 10, 2012 I spent my day praying for my friend, Melody, who was undergoing a double mastectomy.  I started my day in prayer for her and throughout the day, as God brought her to my mind, I would pause to offer up my prayers. Every time I silently lifted her name to God, I'd begin singing "In my heart there rings a melody...." Although the song does bear her name, I thought it odd that &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/qZ6bgd5rUTI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/5183552204179496057/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-song-for-melody.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/5183552204179496057?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/5183552204179496057?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/qZ6bgd5rUTI/a-song-for-melody.html" title="A Song for Melody" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOyKb8rJp6E/TzPfLtFixmI/AAAAAAAAGUw/9P2pYnGDgv4/s72-c/Psalm+40-3.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-song-for-melody.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AAR3k4eCp7ImA9WhNUGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763945634146643821.post-885065535109317721</id><published>2013-01-10T08:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-10T14:29:06.730-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-10T14:29:06.730-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Around the House" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frugal ideas" /><title>Orange Shower Spray Recipe</title><summary type="html">

Needed:
glass jar, orange peels,vinegar, salt, water and a spray bottle


Fill jar with orange peels.


Sprinkle a little salt on the peels and shake. The salt will help "release" the oils in the peels.


Let oranges and salt sit for 20-30 min. (this is a perfect time to check Facebook while eating the oranges).


Fill jar with equal amounts of water and vinegar.


Shake and find a place for &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~4/DoF-swnCitk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/feeds/885065535109317721/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/orange-shower-spray-recipe.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/885065535109317721?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763945634146643821/posts/default/885065535109317721?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cZgCK/~3/DoF-swnCitk/orange-shower-spray-recipe.html" title="Orange Shower Spray Recipe" /><author><name>Laurie Byrne</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/112161086853649529582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5JgxWy5O8s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC10/PWxo6hA3DYE/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-To7IEbIOq9Q/UO7EMr2pORI/AAAAAAAAC18/YSrcSSkSQ4w/s72-c/IMG_1680.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lauriesnotions.blogspot.com/2013/01/orange-shower-spray-recipe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
