<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579</id><updated>2026-10-30T02:21:19.731-05:00</updated><category term="miscellaneous"/><category term="Parlor"/><category term="Gathering Room"/><category term="Recipes/Cooking tips"/><category term="Dana&#39;s Room"/><category term="Parenting/Young-Folk"/><category term="Kitchen"/><category term="Family Room"/><category term="critters"/><category term="Craving Comfort"/><category term="Barn"/><category term="poor poor Dana"/><category term="Storm Shelter"/><category term="are YOU ready?"/><category term="Man-of-My-Dreams"/><category term="Confessional"/><category term="Love Seat"/><category term="Craft Corner"/><category term="Home/Garden/Hobbies"/><category term="Rant of the day"/><category term="B.M.A = Bad Mothers Anonymous"/><category term="Chevy"/><category term="Confessions"/><category term="Meeting Room"/><category term="I Want That"/><category term="Batch Cooking"/><category term="Garden Shed"/><category term="Simple Things"/><category term="reviews"/><category term="Wife Swap"/><category term="Mom-in-Time-Out"/><category term="Dumb Mom Moments"/><category term="To My Short People"/><category term="100 things"/><category term="GiveAway"/><category term="Humiliation Chronicles"/><category term="Journey Into Frugality"/><category term="Keepin the Spark"/><category term="Randomness"/><category term="Men-Folk-Pleasin 101"/><category term="Stupid Thoughts"/><category term="photography"/><category term="Holidays"/><category term="Homemade Wine 101"/><category term="Pic-a-Day"/><category term="bma"/><category term="haiku"/><category term="morning haiku"/><category term="redneck in russia"/><category term="thinking chair"/><category term="Awards"/><category term="Beef"/><category term="Bethany"/><category term="Blogging"/><category term="Daily Definition"/><category term="Gifts"/><category term="Lane"/><category term="Life List"/><category term="Links"/><category term="PARTY"/><category term="TMI"/><category term="Tuesday Tips"/><category term="cool feelings"/><category term="did I ever Mention..."/><category term="dont ask"/><category term="for sale"/><category term="list"/><category term="pondering"/><category term="ridemakerz"/><category term="shrinking housewife"/><category term="sweets"/><title type='text'>The Homesteading                                Housewife</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some people live in a Dream World... Some live in Reality... Some turn One into the Other....&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>842</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-7058684248259543903</id><published>2015-02-05T11:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2015-02-05T11:58:31.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>40 (re-do)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I am 40 years old.&lt;br /&gt;
For the first 39 years of my life, I have been known as many things...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Mischievous&amp;nbsp;Daughter&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Annoying Sister&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Sub-Par Student&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Dependable Employee&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Fat Girl&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Mother-Hen Friend.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Gullible&amp;nbsp;Girlfriend&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The House-is-Too-Messy Wife&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Worry-Wart Mom&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Self-Depreciating&amp;nbsp;Blogger&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Good Cook&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Wanna-Be Homesteader&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Optimistic Business Owner&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I played each of these &quot;Life-Rolls&quot; with varying degrees of success.&lt;/div&gt;
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As the 40 year old me looks back on my first 39 years, I find myself confused and also a little ashamed.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
When I was very young, I was the little girl who found normal every day life quite&amp;nbsp;boring.&lt;br /&gt;
This lead me to &quot;express&quot; myself in quite creative ways...&lt;br /&gt;
I was the&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;story teller&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Liar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had the entire&amp;nbsp;congregation at our church convinced that my Mom and dad were going to adopt a baby.&lt;br /&gt;
The sweet new baby would sleep in my room and I would take care of it.&amp;nbsp;Imagine&amp;nbsp;my parents surprise when the head deacon&amp;nbsp;congratulated&amp;nbsp;them on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My school bus passed derailed&amp;nbsp;circus&amp;nbsp;box cars, and I would report the&amp;nbsp;hilarious&amp;nbsp;stories about the escaped animals when I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see, my&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;stories&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;lies were&amp;nbsp;relatively harmless, they were never told&amp;nbsp;to get someone in trouble, and they were usually not to keep&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;out of trouble...&lt;br /&gt;
They were to make life more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;
They gave me a captivated audience...&lt;br /&gt;
I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There were snowball fights,&amp;nbsp;paper routes, home-made cookies,&amp;nbsp;a Pretty Blue Canopy bed,&amp;nbsp;an awesome record player, sleep-overs,&amp;nbsp;Girl Scout camp outs,&amp;nbsp;Atari,&amp;nbsp;Lemonade stands, &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Jungle gyms&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I also had some &quot;heavier&quot; things to deal with when I was a young child..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My parents divorced.&lt;br /&gt;
My mom re-married.&lt;br /&gt;
My new step-grandparents made it very clear to me that I was dumb, ugly, and unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;
My baby brother was born, and died several months later due to a heart defect.&lt;br /&gt;
My sister was born the following year.&lt;br /&gt;
My big brother Dan and I were&amp;nbsp;physically abused by our step father.&lt;br /&gt;
I had the added bonus of sexual abuse at that age as well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For some reason I didn&#39;t tell...&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t tell my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t tell my brother.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t even tell my mother whom I trust 100%.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t even remember thinking of it as a &quot;Big Secret&quot;,&lt;br /&gt;
It was just something I knew I didn&#39;t like,&lt;br /&gt;
I knew I wanted it to stop...&lt;br /&gt;
But&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;(until a few months ago)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I never told...&lt;br /&gt;
...anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know if I was ashamed, or if I thought it was &quot;normal&quot;, or if I thought, with my well-known liar status, no one would believe me...&lt;br /&gt;
No matter the reason...&lt;br /&gt;
No one knew...&lt;br /&gt;
Because I never thought to tell them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Life went on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In Jr High a lot changed...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We moved to North Carolina without the evil step-father.&lt;br /&gt;
We shared a split-level house with my grand-parents.&lt;br /&gt;
I met my first boyfriend. He and I became life-long friends.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Weekends&amp;nbsp;were filled with long walks and long talks with my big brother Dan,&amp;nbsp;swinging on vines over the creek, sneaking into the Country Club pool, Hot Fire Jolly Rancher candy sticks were enjoyed with small glass bottles of real Coke, &amp;amp; there were ghost stories around the backyard fire.&lt;br /&gt;
I was very involved in a wonderful church youth program.&lt;br /&gt;
I had lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;
Nights were filled with games of Flashlight-Tag and a living room full of teens watching movies and talking late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;
I went to my first formal dance.&lt;br /&gt;
I was a Candy&amp;nbsp;Striper at Duke University Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
I got my first &quot;real&quot; job at Baskin Robbins.&lt;br /&gt;
I dated some really great boys as I was maturing into a young woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My head &amp;amp; heart&amp;nbsp;shared all those amazing memories with some horrific &amp;amp; life-changing ones too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My grandparents began quietly trying to shake my faith in my mother, well... they tried to shake my faith in&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;other than them!&lt;br /&gt;
I had my first broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;
My brother, Dan, was hit by a car on one of his nightly walks.&lt;br /&gt;
He lived for 23 hours after the accident... And then he was just gone.&lt;br /&gt;
I lost what tiny bit of interest I had in school and failed the 8th grade.&lt;br /&gt;
My grandparents&amp;nbsp;didn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;know how they would ever &quot;Hold their heads up at church ever again.&quot; because I was such a&amp;nbsp;disappointment for failing that school year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My mother, realizing that living with my grandparents was no longer good for any of us, re-married and we headed for Texas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Like most young women in &amp;nbsp;High School,, I had all sorts of grand plans.&lt;br /&gt;
I was going to be a strong&amp;nbsp;independent&amp;nbsp;woman.&lt;br /&gt;
I was going to conquer &amp;nbsp;the World.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But at the same time I was dreaming up these plans, something inside me began to change.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I became sort of withdrawn,&lt;br /&gt;
Unless I was at work, playing the customer service super-star, I was no longer the&amp;nbsp;talkative&amp;nbsp;popular one,&lt;br /&gt;
I was that girl in school who everyone saw daily, but no one knew her name.&lt;br /&gt;
I was&amp;nbsp;battling&amp;nbsp;with major insecurities..&lt;br /&gt;
Was I thin enough?&lt;br /&gt;
Pretty Enough?&lt;br /&gt;
Smart enough?&lt;br /&gt;
my answer was always a resounding NO.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was haunted by one massive question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Why had God taken my brother?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He was the &quot;Good&quot; one...&lt;br /&gt;
He was the smart one.&lt;br /&gt;
He was the popular one.&lt;br /&gt;
He was the handsome one.&lt;br /&gt;
He was Honest.&lt;br /&gt;
He was a better Christian.&lt;br /&gt;
He did everything &quot;right&quot;, and I felt like everything I did was.... WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He was the better...&lt;br /&gt;
...everything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This never-ending burning question affected everything I did &amp;amp; everything I believed.&lt;br /&gt;
If I got into trouble for getting a bad grade, I was certain it was because my mother wished I had died instead of Dan.&lt;br /&gt;
If a boy I liked, didn&#39;t like me, I knew it was a punishment for being the &quot;wrong&quot; one left alive.&lt;br /&gt;
My mother never ever said anything or did anything to make me think those things..&lt;br /&gt;
They were feelings that, for whatever reason, came from within me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I did have one very close girlfriend in High School, we were&amp;nbsp;inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;
She was my life-saver. &amp;nbsp;She is my best friend to this day.&lt;br /&gt;
She was the wild one.&amp;nbsp;She helped draw me out of my solitude, and I helped keep her feet on the ground. We were a good team. &amp;nbsp;I was the &quot;Mother-Hen&quot; friend... I held back the hair after a party, I was the designated driver, the bad boy chaser-offer, the excuse-to-parents-maker-upper. The &quot;Cool&quot; head in a crisis friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I began to date.&lt;br /&gt;
I was always drawn to the &quot;Bad Boys&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
The bad boys who I would walk in and find in bed with some random girl.&lt;br /&gt;
The ones who would get&amp;nbsp;physical when angry.&lt;br /&gt;
The ones who, basically, &amp;nbsp;treated me like crap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once again, I kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;
When I would catch them with another girl, or with hickies&amp;nbsp;on their necks, I would never say anything about it, I pretended it didn&#39;t even happen, then I would go home and cry, but act like everything was fine the next day.&lt;br /&gt;
I would hide bruises, and accept&amp;nbsp;apologies too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know if I didn&#39;t think I was &quot;worth&quot; anything better?&lt;br /&gt;
Or if I thought they would change when they saw that I would stick beside them no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, I didn&#39;t say anything...&lt;br /&gt;
...again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I became very skilled at putting on a show.&lt;br /&gt;
I played a strong and&amp;nbsp;confident woman, when inside I was unsure of everything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before too long, I found myself 20 years old, and a single mother.&lt;br /&gt;
Once again, I didn&#39;t say much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t ask for child support.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t demand help.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t want to &quot;bother&quot; or&amp;nbsp;inconvenience&amp;nbsp;him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One footstep in front of the other, (and with LOTS of help and support from my mother)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Life went on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I met the man who would become my husband.&lt;br /&gt;
He was a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;
It wasn&#39;t a passionate affair by ANY stretch of the word.&lt;br /&gt;
But I was confident he would be a good husband, &amp;amp; a good father.&lt;br /&gt;
We were married and had 2 more children together.&lt;br /&gt;
During the marriage I felt taken for granted,&lt;br /&gt;
My wants and needs were treated as an afterthought.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And, just like always, I didn&#39;t say anything.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t demand respect.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t scream for honesty.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t ask for tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t request kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
I believed the countless empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;
I hoped things would change.&lt;br /&gt;
They did not...&lt;br /&gt;
When I noticed it was affecting my children,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I decided to end the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unexpectedly I soon met, fell in love with, and married the &quot;Man-of-My-Dreams&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
He made me feel cherished, He made me feel special, He made me feel lucky!.&lt;br /&gt;
I fall more in love with him every day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As I got older I started realizing that I didn&#39;t really know &quot;who&quot; I was.&lt;br /&gt;
I was Mom &amp;amp; Wife &amp;amp; Daughter &amp;amp; Friend, I knew these rolls well.&lt;br /&gt;
But... &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t know who &quot;Dana&quot; was.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know if I ever really did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When I turned 40 it&#39;s like a switch flipped.&lt;br /&gt;
Gone was the girl who kept her mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;
Gone was the woman who would&amp;nbsp;fiercely protect those she loved while doing nothing to protect herself.&lt;br /&gt;
Gone was the woman who let people walk all over her.&lt;br /&gt;
Once I opened my mouth, I didn&#39;t stop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I feel comfortable in my own skin,.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel confident in who I am.&lt;br /&gt;
I am smart.&lt;br /&gt;
I am&amp;nbsp;competent.&lt;br /&gt;
I am Worth It!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But... &amp;nbsp;I still have one burning question...&lt;br /&gt;
Why did it take 40 years &amp;nbsp;for me to share my secrets?&lt;br /&gt;
Why did it take 40 years for me to realize I was worthy of being happy?&lt;br /&gt;
Why did it take 40 years for me to realize I deserved respect?&lt;br /&gt;
Why did I keep my mouth shut for so long?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was never alone.&lt;br /&gt;
I have a very strong woman as my roll model, I have&amp;nbsp;always&amp;nbsp;trusted her 100%.&lt;br /&gt;
I had a very protective big brother.&lt;br /&gt;
Why didn&#39;t I tell them?&lt;br /&gt;
They would have listened.&lt;br /&gt;
They would have helped.&lt;br /&gt;
They would have protected me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why didn&#39;t I say something... anything?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No.. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t have the answer to share with you today.&lt;br /&gt;
But... I can promise you.&lt;br /&gt;
That quiet, doormat of a woman is dead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hang on to your hats.&lt;br /&gt;
My next 40 years are gonna rock!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Logic&lt;/b&gt; - &quot;Because I said so! Thats why!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Farm-Life&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Your room looks like a Pig Pen!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Envy&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;There are million&#39;s of less fortunate children in this world who would LOVE to have broccoli for dinner &amp;nbsp;like you do!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Anticipation&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Just you wait till your father gets home!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Value of Education&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you don&#39;t do well in school, you&#39;ll end up living under a bridge!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Medical Science&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you keep making that face, it will stick like that!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Time Travel &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;I&#39;m going to knock you into the middle of next week!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Foresight&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Wear clean underwear, what if you&#39;re in an accident?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Hypocricy&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If I told you once, I&#39;ve told you a million times...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;To Think Ahead&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you don&#39;t pass your spelling test, you&#39;ll never get a good job!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Receiving&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;You are going to get it when you get home!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Wisdom&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;When you are my age, you&#39;ll understand.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Ophthalmology&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you sit that close to the TV you&#39;ll go blind!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;More Logic&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you fall out of that tree and break your neck, you&#39;re not going to the store with me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ESP&lt;/b&gt; - &amp;nbsp;&quot;Put your&amp;nbsp;mittens on! I know when your cold!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Take On a Challenge&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;What were you thinking? Answer me when I talk to you! Don&#39;t talk back to me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Sex&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;“How do you think you got here?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Adulthood&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you don&#39;t eat your vegetables, you&#39;ll never grow up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Appreciate&amp;nbsp;a Job Well-Done &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you&#39;re going to kill each other, do it outside - I just cleaned!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Humor&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;When that lawn mower cuts off your feet, don&#39;t come running to me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Osmosis&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Shut your mouth and eat your supper!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Religion&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;You better pray that will come out of the carpet!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Weather &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Look at this room!! It looks like a Tornado went through here!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Irony&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Keep crying, and I&#39;ll give you something to cry about!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Roots&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Shut the Door!! Do you think you were born in a barn?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Contortionism&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; - &amp;nbsp;&quot;Will you look at that dirt behind your ears!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Behavior Modification&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Stop acting like your father!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;JUSTICE&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;One day you&#39;ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn&#39;t come up with all of these on my own, several are&amp;nbsp;widely spread online, so I don&#39;t know where they originated.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/454011339932971564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2015/02/mom-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/454011339932971564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/454011339932971564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2015/02/mom-wisdom.html' title='Mom Wisdom.'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSkAAQbKmHbifLrJEr_dIDBqPvp8SBMzC7ayVpxKXnTYV-DxdoWzB7PXIGfQRUsxtAV0za09thxbV-kLOx7_gH-rvNn2sfl8n0np5i2Nv1SVaPcjzZpAteh6Qqi4O3FT7pjUAHQtMV8lU/s72-c/give.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-4886278802817956421</id><published>2014-08-12T09:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2014-08-12T09:46:59.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck Wine!! </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQjp3hduMakc0qtoB4S9L10IuH_OSXSpnJqb-0lg8lf_yGOkpMWwZliuqlBbm9qUsVSffwZAs0h0DI5YrKG7uwnUfdN1R4TteEMimq2mp31vIkNrya4iK8rhIkGD_ZGmxy7Xk3VOiPAdK/s1600-h/wine.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQjp3hduMakc0qtoB4S9L10IuH_OSXSpnJqb-0lg8lf_yGOkpMWwZliuqlBbm9qUsVSffwZAs0h0DI5YrKG7uwnUfdN1R4TteEMimq2mp31vIkNrya4iK8rhIkGD_ZGmxy7Xk3VOiPAdK/s320/wine.jpg&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265909733603138082&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 173px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 173px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I have never claimed to be a very sophisticated kinda gal....&lt;br /&gt;
Gourmet, I am not.....&lt;br /&gt;
When it comes to food I like good ole homemade stick-to-your-ribs comfort food.&lt;br /&gt;
When it comes to drink I like good old fashioned sweet tea, coffee, Chai Tea and Diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(whenever I can make it into the city of course its Starbucks, Mocha Frappuccino, caramel macchiato, pumpkin spice Latte, sooo many yummy fattening drinks from there!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And wine? well .. lets just say I&#39;m a cheap wino. Now, don&#39;t get me wrong, I drink alcohol occasionally, like maybe once a month or so. I don&#39;t like beer, Mixed drinks are ok, but give me a glass of wine and I&#39;m happy. Try as I might, I just don&#39;t like the &quot;good stuff&quot; The extra-dry expensive wines are wasted on me. Give me a good ole $6 bottle of sweet wine with a twist-off top and I&#39;m good to go!&lt;br /&gt;
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Even better than any store bought wine is homemade wine!! And today.. I&#39;m gonna tell you how I make it! I started making wine 2 years ago. I bought all the books and all the &quot;stuff&quot; you need to make homemade wine and Homemade Mead. But I still found the whole thing pretty complicated, you had to add yeasts, and rennet tablets etc....&lt;br /&gt;
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Then I stumbled upon what they call &quot;Prison Wine&quot; Prison Wine... that sounds easy enough! It sounded cheap.... I knew it had great potential. There are only three ingredients in Prison wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fruit&lt;br /&gt;
sugar&lt;br /&gt;
water&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s it!&lt;br /&gt;
Anybody can do that!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Homemade Wine 101...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Take a large&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt; (holds MORE than a gallon)&lt;/span&gt; container &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(I prefer Glass)&lt;/span&gt; with a snug lid &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(doesn&#39;t have to be air-tight as a matter of fact I like it NOT to be air tight, more on why later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;1 gallon water &lt;/span&gt;(I like to use 1 gallon cheap bottled drinking water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
6 Cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;
6 heaping cups prepared fruit&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(prepared = picked through, washed, and cut into chunks, berries can be left whole)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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***IMPORTANT!!*** you Must make sure your container is clean!! I wash it thoroughly then pour in one Teaspoon of bleach... fill it up with hot water and drain.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Dump 6 cups of sugar into your container.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pour almost all of the gallon of water into the container.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Stir till sugar is dissolved.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Dump in your fruit chunks.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wrap your lid/container in plastic wrap to keep out those pesky fruit flies!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Set your container on the counter, or wherever you won&#39;t forget about it. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(NOT in direct sunlight or it&#39;ll wash out any color and get it too hot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Stir and/or Swirl every day for 3o days &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(a little longer is fine its very forgiving just NO less than 30 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;discard your fruit pulp and strain your wine &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(I use several layers of cheesecloth or a jelly bag).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bottle or &quot;Rack&quot; your wine into CLEAN bottles, and let it set for at least 6 months in a cool dark place... this will make approx 6 bottles of wine.  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Enjoy your homemade wine!!&lt;/li&gt;
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***TIPS***&lt;/div&gt;
The reason I don&#39;t use air-tight lids is the fact that your wine-in-the-making will be fizzy while it &quot;cooks&quot; and build up pressure. But the plastic wrap is very important!! Or you&#39;ll have to throw away your batch when fruit flies invade! &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(don&#39;t ask me how I know this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There will come a time during the fermentation process when you stir/swirl it it will be fizzy and bubble up quite a bit.. this is why you want your container to be bigger than you think you need or it might make a BIG sticky mess &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(don&#39;t ask me how I know this!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;If you rack it too soon you&#39;ll have &quot;sparkling&quot; wine. I like sparkling wine.. but sometimes it makes your corks Pop out and fly across the room. So, if it&#39;s too bubbly, let it go a little bit longer and store those filled bottles sitting upright and NOT on their side or you could have a mess! &lt;/span&gt;(don&#39;t ask me how I know this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;Do NOT I mean NOT mess with the ratio of fruit/sugar thinking you&#39;ll make it better/dryer/sweeter. It wont work.&lt;/span&gt; (don&#39;t ask me how I know this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You do NOT want to eat the fruit that comes out of the wine it does NOT taste good..... All the good stuff is now in the wine. BUT if you have pigs.. give it to them... Ever seen a drunk pig?? Its worth making the wine just to see that!! &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(don&#39;t ask me how I know this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I have used quart canning jars when I ran out of bottles...  works great and adds to the redneckish properties of homemade wine &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;You do NOT have to be picky cutting your fruit. It breaks down during the process anyway. I cut my big strawberries in half.. apples and peaches &amp;amp; watermelon into large chunks, blueberries were left whole. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;(in the pic I am ready to rack my new batch of Strawberry wine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my purdy blue and green bottles on Ebay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have use this recipe/technique with several fruits....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple = first batch was WAY sour. don&#39;t know what I did to it. 2nd time was very very yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peach = yummm! even better after it aged a year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon = made a very pretty pale pink wine!&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry= Amazing!!&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt; (that&#39;s what is in the glass in the picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the all-time winner of my poll of friends/family is....&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry!! it was a little fizzy/sparkling, sweet but not way too sweet, perfect!! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;any questions? feel free to ask!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Forth And Make Wine!!&lt;br /&gt;Your friends will thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;
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**Hiccup**&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4886278802817956421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2014/08/redneck-wine.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/4886278802817956421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/4886278802817956421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2014/08/redneck-wine.html' title='Redneck Wine!! '/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQjp3hduMakc0qtoB4S9L10IuH_OSXSpnJqb-0lg8lf_yGOkpMWwZliuqlBbm9qUsVSffwZAs0h0DI5YrKG7uwnUfdN1R4TteEMimq2mp31vIkNrya4iK8rhIkGD_ZGmxy7Xk3VOiPAdK/s72-c/wine.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-6841544684053891994</id><published>2012-12-21T16:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-12-21T16:07:53.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST Christmas Cookie in the World EVER!!</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve had my share of cookies in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;
And Ding DING DING!!!&lt;br /&gt;
I think we have a WINNER!!!&lt;br /&gt;
These may possibly be the BEST cookie I have ever had!!&lt;br /&gt;
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The picture says it all...&lt;br /&gt;
Rich, Decadent, Soft chocolate cookie.&lt;br /&gt;
Topped with a cherry and smooth-as-silk frosting.&lt;br /&gt;
Whats not to love??&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;dients&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1/2 &amp;nbsp;cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1/4 &amp;nbsp;teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1/4 &amp;nbsp;teaspoon baking soda&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1/4 &amp;nbsp;teaspoon baking powder&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1/2 &amp;nbsp;cup butter, room temperature&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1 &amp;nbsp;cup granulated sugar&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1 egg&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1 1/2 &amp;nbsp;teaspoons vanilla&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1 &amp;nbsp;(10 ounce) jar maraschino cherries, drained, reserve juice &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1 &amp;nbsp;(6-ounce) package semisweet chocolate chips&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;1/2 &amp;nbsp;cup sweetened condensed milk&lt;/li&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;In a large bowl, combine flour, cocoa powder, salt, baking powder and soda, blending well; set aside.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;1.  In a mixing bowl, beat together butter or margarine and sugar on low speed until fluffy. Add egg and vanilla; beat well.
Gradually add dry ingredients to the creamed mixture; beat until smooth and well blended.
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2.  With hands, shape dough into 1-inch balls; place on ungreased baking sheet.
Press down center of dough with thumb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;3.  Drain Maraschino cherries well, reserving juice.
Place a cherry in the center indention of each cookie.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;4.  In small saucepan combine chocolate pieces and sweetened condensed milk;
heat over low heat until chocolate is melted.
Stir in 1 tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon of the reserved cherry juice.
Spoon about 1 teaspoon of the topping over each cherry, spreading to cover cherry.
If frosting seems too thick, thin with a little more cherry juice.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;**I was worried that I read my original recipe wrong when it told me to put the frosting on BEFORE baking.  I thought it would melt and run all over.  But I did as it said and it is amazing! this super-silky  chocolate frosting does not melt or run anywhere! it seals in the cherry beautifully!**&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;5.  Bake at 350° for 10 minutes, or until done.
Remove to wire rack to cool.

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Does your daughter have a beloved doll who has hair that looks something like this?&lt;/div&gt;
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Mine did!&lt;br /&gt;
Several of them as a matter of fact!&lt;br /&gt;
I just knew there HAD to be a way to tame those frizzy-tangled locks on her friends.&lt;br /&gt;
So I began to search...&lt;br /&gt;
I found several&amp;nbsp;techniques online and collected tips from friends.&lt;br /&gt;
Here are my not-so-scientific results.&lt;br /&gt;
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First... &amp;nbsp;I gently washed the doll hair with Baby Shampoo or a mild liquid&amp;nbsp;dish-washing&amp;nbsp;soap.&lt;br /&gt;
Then I tried each&amp;nbsp;technique.&lt;br /&gt;
Here is how they each worked out.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Olive Oil...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I gently worked the olive oil into the tangled mess of doll hair, making sure to&amp;nbsp;thoroughly&amp;nbsp;saturate each and every strand.&lt;br /&gt;
I kept the olive oil on the hair for about an hour while we ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
Then, starting at the ends, I tried to gently comb out the hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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I ended up with nothing more than an oily tangled mess of doll hair!&lt;br /&gt;
No matter what I tried, it did NOTHING to reduce the mess! ugh! NOT GOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Mayonnaise...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It works to help make my hair soft and silky!&lt;br /&gt;
Why not my daughter&#39;s doll hair right??&lt;br /&gt;
Again, I worked a&amp;nbsp;healthy&amp;nbsp;amount &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;(read; bog ol glob of Mayo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; into the tangled mane.&lt;br /&gt;
Then, instead of going right for the comb, I tried to&amp;nbsp;separate the strands by hand.&lt;br /&gt;
I gently worked with the&amp;nbsp;precision&amp;nbsp;of a brain&amp;nbsp;surgeon...&lt;br /&gt;
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Almost the same results as the olive oil test above...&lt;/div&gt;
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But this&amp;nbsp;technique was better in my opinion because the smell of the massive ball of haywire hair smelled like the beginnings of a deviled egg,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, of course, I had to stop what I was doing and make deviled eggs...&lt;/div&gt;
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I make GREAT Deviled Eggs!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I made them... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We ate them... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We were happy!&lt;/div&gt;
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...Well... &amp;nbsp;everyone except the doll... &amp;nbsp; she was crying because her hair was still ugly AND she&amp;nbsp;doesn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;have a mouth that actually&amp;nbsp;functions, so she couldn&#39;t enjoy the amazing deviled eggs with the rest of us...&lt;/div&gt;
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She just had to sit there... all Mayonnaise-y and watch.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Fabric&amp;nbsp;Softener-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I used Gain Apple Mango Tango because it simply is the best smelling fabric&amp;nbsp;softener in the World, ever and ever Amen!&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;
I mixed the liquid Apple-Mango Tango heavenly smelling&amp;nbsp;softener in a small bowl with a little water,&lt;br /&gt;
2 parts Gain &amp;amp; 1 part Water.&lt;br /&gt;
Then I submerged the tangled mess of doll hair into the bowl and let it sit there for about 2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;
Then I started to work out the tangles with a wide-tooth comb.&lt;br /&gt;
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It wasn&#39;t magic, and it took a little time, But the tangles came out!&lt;/div&gt;
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Now... &amp;nbsp;the end results did include some split ends that, even after I was done, still looked a little frizzy, but I gave her a quick trim and she is good as new!&lt;/div&gt;
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I give this one two thumbs up!&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Hair Conditioner-&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s what I use to tame my curly-tangle-prone-locks!&lt;br /&gt;
It works for MY hair! &amp;nbsp;So... who not the dolls?&lt;br /&gt;
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I worked a healthy&amp;nbsp;amount into the rats-nest-like-hair..&lt;br /&gt;
I then walked away for about an hour allowing the doll to marinate in conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;
Then I went to work with the comb trying to remove the tangles.&lt;br /&gt;
I found, just like with my daughters fine hair, it worked best while I slowly rinsed out the conditioner...&lt;br /&gt;
I has a small stream of water flowing over the hair as I combed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;This one worked the best!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So... &amp;nbsp; treat the tangled doll hair like you would treat your own... only MUCH&amp;nbsp;gentler!&lt;/div&gt;
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None of the&amp;nbsp;techniques&amp;nbsp;were &quot;easy&quot; but, with a little&amp;nbsp;perseverance&amp;nbsp;and time.&lt;/div&gt;
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The Fabric Softener and Hair Conditioner DID work!&lt;/div&gt;
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Go forth and untangle your daughters best friends hair!&lt;/div&gt;
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6 months ago, our 16 yr old &amp;nbsp;niece moved into our home.&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s been a whirlwind of change!&lt;br /&gt;
She has been a wonderful addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;
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And...&amp;nbsp;Very VERY soon, she is bringing another addition to the household!&lt;br /&gt;
She is due to deliver &quot;Baby Stetson&quot; any day now!&lt;br /&gt;
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As we are on full alert for our mad-dash to the hospital, I hosted a baby shower for her.&lt;br /&gt;
There is NO way I could let this&amp;nbsp;celebration pass without making lots of my favorite party foods!&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the next few days, I&#39;ll share a ton of yummy recipes that are each sure to please the pallet of any party guest!
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We&#39;ll start with the easiest and most&amp;nbsp;irresistible munching food!&lt;/div&gt;
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Salty,&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://cravingcomfort.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-best-oyster-cracker-snack-mix.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&quot;Ranch Snack Mix&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The full recipe can be found on my cooking blog by clicking&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;here&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;-----&amp;gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://cravingcomfort.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-best-oyster-cracker-snack-mix.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Dana&#39;s Ranch Snack Mix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2205039992705424900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/09/6-months-ago-our-16-yr-old-moved-into.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/2205039992705424900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/2205039992705424900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/09/6-months-ago-our-16-yr-old-moved-into.html' title='Best Oyster Cracker Snack Mix recipe'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqY3vTF3iOM0k2YnfJIvH4zIh55VB_0yq-Cerdi4NXVJxs3-6aJuDxPDZl4G0DYGKcyCJwALGszqSqPMYlGN1jQGGQXd_ThLPFULpeEQdrmndX5bLRdhN8GbKpbJ4UqSXBQXl3VtyytPxX/s72-c/photo+(14).JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-8004963006433257952</id><published>2012-08-26T09:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-26T09:45:34.052-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dana&#39;s Room"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miscellaneous"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Randomness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Simple Things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking chair"/><title type='text'>Life Lesson #327 (Why 3?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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That first cup of Coffee in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;
The Smell of a camp-fire,&lt;br /&gt;
Making Home-made bread,&lt;br /&gt;
Fall Leaves,&lt;br /&gt;
A brand-new pen that writes like silk,&lt;br /&gt;
The Cold side of the pillow,&lt;br /&gt;
Chewable Ice cubes,&lt;br /&gt;
Hearing an old song that takes you back in time,&lt;br /&gt;
Old broken-in Blue Jeans,&lt;br /&gt;
The first scoop out of a new jar of Peanut-Butter,&lt;br /&gt;
Home-Grown tomatoes,&lt;br /&gt;
A soft fluffy towel&amp;nbsp;that&#39;s&amp;nbsp;big enough to&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;wrap all the way around my big butt,&lt;br /&gt;
Milky Way candy bars,&lt;br /&gt;
Coffee,&lt;br /&gt;
The smell of fresh cut grass,&lt;br /&gt;
Eating wild chives straight out of the yard,&lt;br /&gt;
Real Apple Cider,&lt;br /&gt;
Good Hair Days,&lt;br /&gt;
Hearing my children giggle together in the next room,&lt;br /&gt;
Sunsets,&lt;br /&gt;
Sunrises,&lt;br /&gt;
Rainbows,&lt;br /&gt;
Thunder storms,&lt;br /&gt;
The smell of rain,&lt;br /&gt;
Fitting into once-too-tight Jeans,&lt;br /&gt;
Being the first to walk in freshly-fallen snow,&lt;br /&gt;
Holding Hands,&lt;br /&gt;
Having all bills paid,&lt;br /&gt;
A kitten purring,&lt;br /&gt;
Home-Grown eggs,&lt;br /&gt;
The top off my Jeep,&lt;br /&gt;
Winding country roads,&lt;br /&gt;
Sleeping in,&lt;br /&gt;
Family Dinners,&lt;br /&gt;
Humming birds,&lt;br /&gt;
S&#39;mores,&lt;br /&gt;
Silence,&lt;br /&gt;
A good cry,&lt;br /&gt;
An unexpected phone call from an old friend,&lt;br /&gt;
Looking through old photos,&lt;br /&gt;
Tossing pebbles into the pond,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t Over-Look Life&#39;s Small Joys Because You&#39;re Too Busy Searching For The BIG Ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Everybody always asks me why my logo (and the name of my company) is a 3-Leaf clover and not a 4 leaf.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well... The 3-Leaf Clover stands for &quot;Happiness&quot; and I find that most people are so busy chasing &quot;Luck&quot; or that 4-Leaf Clover, that they end up overlooking the happiness that is right in front of them!&lt;br /&gt;
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...Something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8004963006433257952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/life-lesson-327-why-3.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/8004963006433257952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/8004963006433257952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/life-lesson-327-why-3.html' title='Life Lesson #327 (Why 3?)'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxj_vWhr8V-B1Ltsd-fEiA9AsIVIdX0hDpRoBRDcvD9RfVQWB0E1VCuQ5WLdxs2SHUaBlmOiQLm3JpM2vmsOV2xASf-xc10ddfBNJs21mkNtVw53SqKQAbuvBl7tmR3Ds5vTMyVh8N5Xo/s72-c/3leaf.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-6350099247109445661</id><published>2012-08-24T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-24T07:21:13.035-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Barn"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Randomness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Simple Things"/><title type='text'>Kinda Slow...</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s been in the same place for 4 years, yet he still tries....&lt;div&gt;
Kinda sad really...&lt;/div&gt;
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Good thing he is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6350099247109445661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/kinda-slow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6350099247109445661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6350099247109445661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/kinda-slow.html' title='Kinda Slow...'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/Frb8P-dZgkQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-1646944946052825472</id><published>2012-08-23T08:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-23T08:53:28.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Pot Roast!! (Crock Pot and Oven Methods) </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;It is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;definitely at the top of my &quot;Comfort Foods&quot; list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;Cooking a good pot roast usually takes quite a bit of time &amp;amp; work to get it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;Then you add the stress &amp;amp; worry of wondering if it will be tough or dry or seasoned correctly, a lot of people just wait until they can go to Grandma&#39;s house for Sunday Dinner to enjoy this wonderful meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;Today I&#39;m gonna share my secrets to making a Perfect Pot Roast every darn time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m going to include the instructions for using a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;crock-pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;and oven, it&#39;s your choice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;Here we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.3;&quot;&gt;Click &lt;a href=&quot;http://cravingcomfort.blogspot.com/2012/08/perfect-pot-roast-crock-pot-and-oven.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to view the full recipe and pics on my cooking blog, Craving Comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/1646944946052825472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/perfect-pot-roast-crock-pot-and-oven.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/1646944946052825472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/1646944946052825472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/perfect-pot-roast-crock-pot-and-oven.html' title='Perfect Pot Roast!! (Crock Pot and Oven Methods) '/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTCzx1uCedpqp8KbPh8DUucL8DsfPyB5-PgJg5vrj5LeUR2f8Zm2hyKpq7vVdLwi9QYbxWLuAgX7AIem_x35BwD03N5DDCt-xc1ThFGR73SkOwG4N6uBVO6LoeBBguhOz2WOTb1UVsIj8T/s72-c/roast3.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-7861431480146821811</id><published>2012-08-17T05:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-17T05:59:33.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Choose Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_pBXYcNnyUGr8lrIA3w8cp5HL0EvSmySkFM0BVaRJjAE9ZYeUhGvgLcNG9LPr01A5_0I3ze3NTzJmA9Y_Pt3HahpySGUIfzXABjQ9gSXlL7xqkvPihy7y00QBgE6vrnsqqks74uTvT3Q/s1600/I+choose+me.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;249&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_pBXYcNnyUGr8lrIA3w8cp5HL0EvSmySkFM0BVaRJjAE9ZYeUhGvgLcNG9LPr01A5_0I3ze3NTzJmA9Y_Pt3HahpySGUIfzXABjQ9gSXlL7xqkvPihy7y00QBgE6vrnsqqks74uTvT3Q/s320/I+choose+me.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am 40 years old.&lt;br /&gt;
For the first 39 years of my life, I have been known as many things...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Mischievous&amp;nbsp;Daughter&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Annoying Sister&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Sub-Par Student&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Dependable Employee&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Fat Girl&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Mother-Hen Friend.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Gullible&amp;nbsp;Girlfriend&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The House-is-Too-Messy Wife&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Worry-Wart Mom&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Self-Depreciating&amp;nbsp;Blogger&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Good Cook&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Wanna-Be Homesteader&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Optimistic Business Owner&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I played each of these &quot;Life-Rolls&quot; with varying degrees of success.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
As the 40 year old me looks back on my first 39 years, I find myself confused and also a little ashamed.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When I was very young, I was the little girl who found normal every day life quite&amp;nbsp;boring.&lt;br /&gt;
This lead me to &quot;express&quot; myself in quite creative ways... &lt;br /&gt;
I was the &lt;strike&gt;story teller&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Liar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had the entire&amp;nbsp;congregation at our church convinced that my Mom and dad were going to adopt a baby. &lt;br /&gt;
The sweet new baby would sleep in my room and I would take care of it.&amp;nbsp;Imagine&amp;nbsp;my parents surprise when the head deacon&amp;nbsp;congratulated&amp;nbsp;them on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My school bus passed derailed&amp;nbsp;circus&amp;nbsp;box cars, and I would report the&amp;nbsp;hilarious&amp;nbsp;stories about the escaped animals when I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see, my &lt;strike&gt;stories&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;lies were&amp;nbsp;relatively harmless, they were never told&amp;nbsp;to get someone in trouble, and they were usually not to keep &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; out of trouble...&lt;br /&gt;
They were to make life more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;
They gave me a captivated audience...&lt;br /&gt;
I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There were snowball fights,&amp;nbsp;paper routes, home-made cookies,&amp;nbsp;a Pretty Blue Canopy bed,&amp;nbsp;an awesome record player, sleep-overs,&amp;nbsp;Girl Scout camp outs,&amp;nbsp;Atari,&amp;nbsp;Lemonade stands, &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Jungle gyms&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I also had some &quot;heavier&quot; things to deal with when I was a young child..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My parents divorced.&lt;br /&gt;
My mom re-married.&lt;br /&gt;
My new step-grandparents made it very clear to me that I was dumb, ugly, and unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;
My baby brother was born, and died several months later due to a heart defect.&lt;br /&gt;
My sister was born the following year.&lt;br /&gt;
My big brother Dan and I were&amp;nbsp;physically abused by our step father.&lt;br /&gt;
I had the added bonus of sexual abuse at that age as well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For some reason I didn&#39;t tell...&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t tell my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t tell my brother.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t even tell my mother whom I trust 100%.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t even remember thinking of it as a &quot;Big Secret&quot;,&lt;br /&gt;
It was just something I knew I didn&#39;t like,&lt;br /&gt;
I knew I wanted it to stop...&lt;br /&gt;
But &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;(until a few months ago)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I never told...&lt;br /&gt;
...anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know if I was ashamed, or if I thought it was &quot;normal&quot;, or if I thought, with my well-known liar status, no one would believe me...&lt;br /&gt;
No matter the reason... &lt;br /&gt;
No one knew...&lt;br /&gt;
Because I never thought to tell them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Life went on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In Jr High a lot changed...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We moved to North Carolina without the evil step-father.&lt;br /&gt;
We shared a split-level house with my grand-parents.&lt;br /&gt;
I met my first boyfriend. He and I became life-long friends.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Weekends&amp;nbsp;were filled with long walks and long talks with my big brother Dan,&amp;nbsp;swinging on vines over the creek, sneaking into the Country Club pool, Hot Fire Jolly Rancher candy sticks were enjoyed with small glass bottles of real Coke, &amp;amp; there were ghost stories around the backyard fire.
&lt;br /&gt;
I was very involved in a wonderful church youth program.&lt;br /&gt;
I had lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;
Nights were filled with games of Flashlight-Tag and a living room full of teens watching movies and talking late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;
I went to my first formal dance.&lt;br /&gt;
I was a Candy&amp;nbsp;Striper at Duke University Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;
I got my first &quot;real&quot; job at Baskin Robbins.&lt;br /&gt;
I dated some really great boys as I was maturing into a young woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My head &amp;amp; heart&amp;nbsp;shared all those amazing memories with some horrific &amp;amp; life-changing ones too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My grandparents began quietly trying to shake my faith in my mother, well... they tried to shake my faith in &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt; other than them!&lt;br /&gt;
I had my first broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;
My brother, Dan, was hit by a car on one of his nightly walks.&lt;br /&gt;
He lived for 23 hours after the accident... And then he was just gone.&lt;br /&gt;
I lost what tiny bit of interest I had in school and failed the 8th grade.&lt;br /&gt;
My grandparents&amp;nbsp;didn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;know how they would ever &quot;Hold their heads up at church ever again.&quot; because I was such a&amp;nbsp;disappointment for failing that school year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My mother, realizing that living with my grandparents was no longer good for any of us, re-married and we headed for Texas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Like most young women in &amp;nbsp;High School,, I had all sorts of grand plans.&lt;br /&gt;
I was going to be a strong&amp;nbsp;independent&amp;nbsp;woman.&lt;br /&gt;
I was going to conquer &amp;nbsp;the World.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But at the same time I was dreaming up these plans, something inside me began to change.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I became sort of withdrawn,&lt;br /&gt;
Unless I was at work, playing the customer service super-star, I was no longer the&amp;nbsp;talkative&amp;nbsp;popular one,&lt;br /&gt;
I was that girl in school who everyone saw daily, but no one knew her name.&lt;br /&gt;
I was&amp;nbsp;battling&amp;nbsp;with major insecurities..&lt;br /&gt;
Was I thin enough?&lt;br /&gt;
Pretty Enough?&lt;br /&gt;
Smart enough?&lt;br /&gt;
my answer was always a resounding NO.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was haunted by one massive question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Why had God taken my brother?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He was the &quot;Good&quot; one...&lt;br /&gt;
He was the smart one.&lt;br /&gt;
He was the popular one.&lt;br /&gt;
He was the handsome one.&lt;br /&gt;
He was Honest.&lt;br /&gt;
He was a better Christian.&lt;br /&gt;
He did everything &quot;right&quot;, and I felt like everything I did was.... WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He was the better...&lt;br /&gt;
...everything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This never-ending burning question affected everything I did &amp;amp; everything I believed.&lt;br /&gt;
If I got into trouble for getting a bad grade, I was certain it was because my mother wished I had died instead of Dan.&lt;br /&gt;
If a boy I liked, didn&#39;t like me, I knew it was a punishment for being the &quot;wrong&quot; one left alive.&lt;br /&gt;
My mother never ever said anything or did anything to make me think those things..&lt;br /&gt;
They were feelings that, for whatever reason, came from within me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I did have one very close girlfriend in High School, we were&amp;nbsp;inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;
She was my life-saver. &amp;nbsp;She is my best friend to this day.&lt;br /&gt;
She was the wild one.&amp;nbsp;She helped draw me out of my solitude, and I helped keep her feet on the ground. We were a good team. &amp;nbsp;I was the &quot;Mother-Hen&quot; friend... I held back the hair after a party, I was the designated driver, the bad boy chaser-offer, the excuse-to-parents-maker-upper. The &quot;Cool&quot; head in a crisis friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I began to date.&lt;br /&gt;
I was always drawn to the &quot;Bad Boys&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
The bad boys who I would walk in and find in bed with some random girl.&lt;br /&gt;
The ones who would get&amp;nbsp;physical when angry.&lt;br /&gt;
The ones who, basically, &amp;nbsp;treated me like crap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once again, I kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;
When I would catch them with another girl, or with hickies&amp;nbsp;on their necks, I would never say anything about it, I pretended it didn&#39;t even happen, then I would go home and cry, but act like everything was fine the next day.&lt;br /&gt;
I would hide bruises, and accept&amp;nbsp;apologies too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know if I didn&#39;t think I was &quot;worth&quot; anything better?&lt;br /&gt;
Or if I thought they would change when they saw that I would stick beside them no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, I didn&#39;t say anything...&lt;br /&gt;
...again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I became very skilled at putting on a show.&lt;br /&gt;
I played a strong and&amp;nbsp;confident woman, when inside I was unsure of everything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before too long, I found myself 20 years old, and a single mother.&lt;br /&gt;
Once again, I didn&#39;t say much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t ask for child support.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t demand help.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t want to &quot;bother&quot; or&amp;nbsp;inconvenience&amp;nbsp;him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One footstep in front of the other, (and with LOTS of help and support from my mother)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Life went on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I met the man who would become my husband.&lt;br /&gt;
He was a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;
It wasn&#39;t a passionate affair by ANY stretch of the word.&lt;br /&gt;
But I was confident he would be a good husband, &amp;amp; a good father.&lt;br /&gt;
We were married and had 2 more children together.&lt;br /&gt;
During the marriage I felt taken for granted,&lt;br /&gt;
My wants and needs were treated as an afterthought.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And, just like always, I didn&#39;t say anything.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t demand respect.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t scream for honesty.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t ask for tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t request kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
I believed the countless empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;
I hoped things would change.&lt;br /&gt;
They did not...&lt;br /&gt;
When I noticed it was affecting my children,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I decided to end the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unexpectedly I soon met, fell in love with, and married the &quot;Man-of-My-Dreams&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
He made me feel cherished, He made me feel special, He made me feel lucky!.&lt;br /&gt;
I fall more in love with him every day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As I got older I started realizing that I didn&#39;t really know &quot;who&quot; I was.&lt;br /&gt;
I was Mom &amp;amp; Wife &amp;amp; Daughter &amp;amp; Friend, I knew these rolls well.&lt;br /&gt;
But... &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t know who &quot;Dana&quot; was.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know if I ever really did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When I turned 40 it&#39;s like a switch flipped.&lt;br /&gt;
Gone was the girl who kept her mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;
Gone was the woman who would&amp;nbsp;fiercely protect those she loved while doing nothing to protect herself.&lt;br /&gt;
Gone was the woman who let people walk all over her.&lt;br /&gt;
Once I opened my mouth, I didn&#39;t stop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I feel comfortable in my own skin,.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel confident in who I am.&lt;br /&gt;
I am smart.&lt;br /&gt;
I am&amp;nbsp;competent.&lt;br /&gt;
I am Worth It!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But... &amp;nbsp;I still have one burning question...&lt;br /&gt;
Why did it take 40 years &amp;nbsp;for me to share my secrets?&lt;br /&gt;
Why did it take 40 years for me to realize I was worthy of being happy?&lt;br /&gt;
Why did it take 40 years for me to realize I deserved respect?&lt;br /&gt;
Why did I keep my mouth shut for so long?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was never alone.&lt;br /&gt;
I have a very strong woman as my roll model, I have&amp;nbsp;always&amp;nbsp;trusted her 100%.&lt;br /&gt;
I had a very protective big brother.&lt;br /&gt;
Why didn&#39;t I tell them?&lt;br /&gt;
They would have listened.&lt;br /&gt;
They would have helped.&lt;br /&gt;
They would have protected me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why didn&#39;t I say something... anything?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No.. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t have the answer to share with you today.&lt;br /&gt;
But... I can promise you.&lt;br /&gt;
That quiet, doormat of a woman is dead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hang on to your hats.&lt;br /&gt;
My next 40 years are gonna rock!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/7861431480146821811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/i-choose-me.html#comment-form' title='84 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/7861431480146821811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/7861431480146821811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/i-choose-me.html' title='I Choose Me!'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_pBXYcNnyUGr8lrIA3w8cp5HL0EvSmySkFM0BVaRJjAE9ZYeUhGvgLcNG9LPr01A5_0I3ze3NTzJmA9Y_Pt3HahpySGUIfzXABjQ9gSXlL7xqkvPihy7y00QBgE6vrnsqqks74uTvT3Q/s72-c/I+choose+me.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>84</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-76903988753688828</id><published>2012-08-04T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-04T18:46:27.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Orange Julius at home! (There IS a secret!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlgRq_rSm4Xht-9uA-jgz-vFFtTNgNqfqgbUfe79Wb_ZrJ25-krWyUAFKfVYZBZnDHtoATrDylbfLlmhirXLLBOpkGC6MIPYijEHqXcG70lvquQ_QY2pZoSmE6ZE5HpJk6BSzI3ATcQaa9/s1600-h/OJ22+%282%29.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284660612192582322&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlgRq_rSm4Xht-9uA-jgz-vFFtTNgNqfqgbUfe79Wb_ZrJ25-krWyUAFKfVYZBZnDHtoATrDylbfLlmhirXLLBOpkGC6MIPYijEHqXcG70lvquQ_QY2pZoSmE6ZE5HpJk6BSzI3ATcQaa9/s320/OJ22+%282%29.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember going to the mall as a kid and getting those wonderful Drinks from Orange Julius?
&lt;br /&gt;
I would go home and mix Orange Juice with Milk and sugar trying to get the same taste.
&lt;br /&gt;
It never ever worked!
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-yjGj2Agio1RNZfbA59FohlPc-7ZbhLRxq4YlrKbLwB-DOIilBtaqYXy3e0a0Gxu6ZTzysd5NNMLMk955E5Y0WVoPTeNuCTcwVLlUrcv8oWwYVwqpNys0e_DpQv2EVTC3r5Ckp0QmWAf/s1600-h/OJ33.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284660608975193746&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-yjGj2Agio1RNZfbA59FohlPc-7ZbhLRxq4YlrKbLwB-DOIilBtaqYXy3e0a0Gxu6ZTzysd5NNMLMk955E5Y0WVoPTeNuCTcwVLlUrcv8oWwYVwqpNys0e_DpQv2EVTC3r5Ckp0QmWAf/s320/OJ33.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 146px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 146px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would end up with curdled milk-chunks in Orange Juice....
&lt;br /&gt;
ummm YUCK!
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmkKvMBBK-3WBuP82focPmcbQrKPQJn0-GkPjmG4DTllP45cplAmNxXYx7FNN3HWoIziJFUgD6h-HmM89eI66-6HTVjcrLINv5KscqQFi3LzCxbV76wpl9WBKsOKgzjH-zWLBWjM3_ktA-/s1600-h/OJ1.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284660610782082386&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmkKvMBBK-3WBuP82focPmcbQrKPQJn0-GkPjmG4DTllP45cplAmNxXYx7FNN3HWoIziJFUgD6h-HmM89eI66-6HTVjcrLINv5KscqQFi3LzCxbV76wpl9WBKsOKgzjH-zWLBWjM3_ktA-/s320/OJ1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 134px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 203px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have finally figured out the secret to the perfect copy-cat version you can make at home!!
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The full recipe is posted on my cooking blog, &quot;Craving Comfort&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://cravingcomfort.blogspot.com/2012/08/perfect-orange-julius-at-home-there-is.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Click here to jump to the recipe!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/76903988753688828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/perfect-orange-julius-at-home-there-is.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/76903988753688828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/76903988753688828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/perfect-orange-julius-at-home-there-is.html' title='Perfect Orange Julius at home! (There IS a secret!!)'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlgRq_rSm4Xht-9uA-jgz-vFFtTNgNqfqgbUfe79Wb_ZrJ25-krWyUAFKfVYZBZnDHtoATrDylbfLlmhirXLLBOpkGC6MIPYijEHqXcG70lvquQ_QY2pZoSmE6ZE5HpJk6BSzI3ATcQaa9/s72-c/OJ22+%282%29.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-5901571163346456284</id><published>2012-08-03T10:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-03T10:24:43.659-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wife Swap"/><title type='text'>Yes..  I was on &quot;Wife Swap&quot; and you can see it now!</title><content type='html'>After tons &amp;amp; TONS of requests,&lt;br /&gt;
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Here ya go!&lt;/div&gt;
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Please keep in mind...&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Reality&quot; TV doesn&#39;t have much &quot;Reality&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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and... &amp;nbsp;I weigh 120lbs LESS now. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/aVtVl4rhYcs&quot; width=&quot;480&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/5901571163346456284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/yes-i-was-on-wife-swap-and-you-can-see.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/5901571163346456284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/5901571163346456284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/08/yes-i-was-on-wife-swap-and-you-can-see.html' title='Yes..  I was on &quot;Wife Swap&quot; and you can see it now!'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/aVtVl4rhYcs/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-3176624513415635855</id><published>2012-07-26T08:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-26T08:40:18.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The secret to Perfect Sweet Tea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
Sweet Tea...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Just hearing those words make ya sigh a satisfied sigh...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;I am a Southern Woman...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Southern women love their Sweet Tea...&lt;br /&gt;
And... I have been told I make the BEST Sweet Tea in Texas!&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m gonna let you in on my little secret.&lt;br /&gt;
Follow this simple recipe, and your life will be complete!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;When I was in High School, I worked at a little Steak House in Texas City Texas called &quot;Lone Star Steaks&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Lone Star was known for miles and miles around for two things....&lt;br /&gt;
They had this amazing Green Olive, Tomato, Vinegar &amp;amp; Oil &amp;nbsp;&quot;House&quot; salad dressing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
(Oh Man!! How I wish I knew that recipe!!)&lt;br /&gt;
And... We made the Smoothest, Most Amazing, Last-Meal-Worthy, Sweet Tea in the South!&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m not kidding!&lt;br /&gt;
The local police officers would stop by several times a shift to fill their thermos with what they called &amp;nbsp;&quot;Nectar of the Gods&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
People actually tried to bribe me for the secret to the Perfect Sweet Tea.&lt;br /&gt;
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I never gave it up.&lt;br /&gt;
I never told.&lt;br /&gt;
I was a good employee.&lt;br /&gt;
Well, Guess what?!?&lt;br /&gt;
Love Star Steaks closed a few years ago!&lt;br /&gt;
So, I&#39;m thinkin it&#39;s now ok to share the super-duper-secret recipe!!&lt;br /&gt;
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There IS a small &quot;secret&quot; ingredient in this Tea.&lt;br /&gt;
It removes all bitterness and creates a smooth, clear amazing Tea!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ready??&lt;br /&gt;
Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;
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The complete recipe and more photos is posted on My cooking blog&lt;br /&gt;
Craving Comfort.&lt;br /&gt;
Click &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://cravingcomfort.blogspot.com/2012/07/sweet-tea.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;to go directly to the recipe! &lt;br /&gt;
Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/3176624513415635855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-secret-to-perfect-sweet-tea.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/3176624513415635855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/3176624513415635855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-secret-to-perfect-sweet-tea.html' title='The secret to Perfect Sweet Tea!'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFylqWlI4GIxmwWTF1ZmifrLx8GunKMtDlS4TJGxhFKZWr88jg9uAxczKt4__Et8CfPRdEqRJ4GqpLzzk3ZqTp7qyQlTaR58nbl6IkRHytkma6XSazmLnIvOBWQyZpL9ZOpRCaGB-fZUQ/s72-c/iced-tea+%25281%2529.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-2536598957747182711</id><published>2012-07-25T05:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-25T05:44:41.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Out Of bed... a Haiku</title><content type='html'>thought you might enjoy some early morning poetry,&lt;br /&gt;
Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;
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Waking Up in The Morning... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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a Haiku by Dana Clover.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;No No No No No No No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2536598957747182711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/07/getting-out-of-abed-haiku.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/2536598957747182711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/2536598957747182711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/07/getting-out-of-abed-haiku.html' title='Getting Out Of bed... a Haiku'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskGSpiHR6ARUFD5TgMCCcEJuDXK7yznjyxAnuuJ-wnzWKEX8Yno1VmFjMK0X3yClLP-THzgVPOKHnqr40Ui-yi2ZWwJuBdXZXuoYgZNj_bezIUi3jmGLbe4_-kJKKGjNxvpbrd_S49kk/s72-c/haiku.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-2583808998030830794</id><published>2012-07-04T08:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-04T08:23:38.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of Summer Salad</title><content type='html'>Happy&amp;nbsp;Independence&amp;nbsp;Day!&lt;br /&gt;
I figured today was a great day to share my favorite of all times salad recipe again!&lt;br /&gt;
Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Several years ago, my spoiled rotten little sister attended college in Arkansas.&lt;br /&gt;
My mother and I went to visit her.&lt;br /&gt;
While we were there, we stopped at a restaurant called &quot;The Market Place&quot;, I ordered what may possibly be the BEST salad I have ever eaten!&lt;br /&gt;
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The dressing was a blueberry dressing.&lt;br /&gt;
It was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;
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I loved this salad so much that I made my poor mother smuggle an ice chest full of salad home  on the plane each time she would visit my sister.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have tried and tried to replicate this salad.&lt;br /&gt;
I managed to make some pretty darn tasty salads, but they were not quite right.&lt;br /&gt;
UNTIL NOW!&lt;br /&gt;
As a matter of fact...&lt;br /&gt;
I think mine is better!&lt;br /&gt;
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Check out the complete recipe on my cooking blog... (Craving Comfort) You&#39;ll be glad you did!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://cravingcomfort.blogspot.com/2012/07/taste-of-summer-salad-re-do.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;CLICK HERE FOR THE RECIPE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2583808998030830794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/07/taste-of-summer-salad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/2583808998030830794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/2583808998030830794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/07/taste-of-summer-salad.html' title='Taste of Summer Salad'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJLbTk5xPXxOKsxMmUEkbvrfw4Dt4Ktog93USJe_lbMV2H4Wuz52OBvNA1Hd8mWoprypKgGzxifXJQPCdLx1KzBT_yMJtmSvb5FFxjO_d1w8tazf82K5C8eZehuyj8CLtXL72jZ6EB3x_V/s72-c/salad111.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-6506456248866945211</id><published>2012-06-12T07:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T07:15:27.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Cereal Bars</title><content type='html'>This Recipe is one of the most searched recipe on my site &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff6666; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; (based on Google.com searches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I thought It was time to re-post it before it was lost deep deep into the archives.&lt;br /&gt;
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This snack couldn&#39;t be easier!&lt;br /&gt;
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It has Peanut Butter, Honey , Peanuts, chocolate and the whole Grain Goodness of Cheerios cereal.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Dana&#39;s Yummy Cheerios Bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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1/2 cup peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;
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1/2 cup sugar&lt;/div&gt;
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1/2 cup honey&lt;/div&gt;
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3 cups Cheerios cereal&lt;/div&gt;
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1/2 cup chocolate chips (optional)&lt;/div&gt;
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1/2 cup salted peanuts (optional)&lt;/div&gt;
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in a small sauce pan, bring the honey &amp;amp; sugar to a boil over med heat. As soon as the sugar is dissolved remove from heat. &lt;/div&gt;
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Stir in the peanut butter until well blended.&lt;/div&gt;
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In a separate bowl, combine Cheerios, peanuts &amp;amp; chocolate chips.&lt;/div&gt;
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Pour the peanut butter &amp;amp; honey mixture over the cereal mixture...&lt;/div&gt;
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Stir until well coated.&lt;/div&gt;
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spread into a buttered 9x9 pan&lt;/div&gt;
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let cool, cut into squares and enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6506456248866945211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/06/homemade-cereal-bars.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6506456248866945211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6506456248866945211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/06/homemade-cereal-bars.html' title='Homemade Cereal Bars'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM1neYSANduP9bun1lGvwC8rXctB6a0RRbRJFLPdzy_P1WkGYIVJxK-GgPAVuQmn41VRJbj_YZJTaIjD8DyETzwXKE8zpDHzn3CmH8lxgdE0Sl19gYAz_yANkaGpi0peSARRwQsW-kIlT8/s72-c/bars10.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-4509088493456940404</id><published>2012-06-08T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-08T07:30:49.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Our Moms Taught Us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Logic&lt;/b&gt; - &quot;Because I said so! Thats why!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Farm-Life&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Your room looks like a Pig Pen!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Envy&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;There are million&#39;s of less fortunate children in this world who would LOVE to have broccoli for dinner &amp;nbsp;like you do!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Anticipation&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Just you wait till your father gets home!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Value of Education&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you don&#39;t do well in school, you&#39;ll end up living under a bridge!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Medical Science&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you keep making that face, it will stick like that!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Time Travel &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;I&#39;m going to knock you into the middle of next week!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Foresight&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Wear clean underwear, what if you&#39;re in an accident?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Hypocricy&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If I told you once, I&#39;ve told you a million times...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;To Think Ahead&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you don&#39;t pass your spelling test, you&#39;ll never get a good job!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Receiving&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;You are going to get it when you get home!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Wisdom&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;When you are my age, you&#39;ll understand.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Ophthalmology&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you sit that close to the TV you&#39;ll go blind!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;More Logic&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you fall out of that tree and break your neck, you&#39;re not going to the store with me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ESP&lt;/b&gt; - &amp;nbsp;&quot;Put your&amp;nbsp;mittens on! I know when your cold!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Take On a Challenge&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;What were you thinking? Answer me when I talk to you! Don&#39;t talk back to me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Sex&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;“How do you think you got here?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Adulthood&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you don&#39;t eat your vegetables, you&#39;ll never grow up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Appreciate&amp;nbsp;a Job Well-Done &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;If you&#39;re going to kill each other, do it outside - I just cleaned!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Humor&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;When that lawn mower cuts off your feet, don&#39;t come running to me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Osmosis&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Shut your mouth and eat your supper!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Religion&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;You better pray that will come out of the carpet!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Weather &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Look at this room!! It looks like a Tornado went through here!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Irony&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Keep crying, and I&#39;ll give you something to cry about!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Roots&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Shut the Door!! Do you think you were born in a barn?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Contortionism&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; - &amp;nbsp;&quot;Will you look at that dirt behind your ears!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Behavior Modification&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;Stop acting like your father!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;JUSTICE&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;&quot;One day you&#39;ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn&#39;t come up with all of these on my own, several are&amp;nbsp;widely spread online, so I don&#39;t know where they originated.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4509088493456940404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/06/things-our-moms-taught-us.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/4509088493456940404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/4509088493456940404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/06/things-our-moms-taught-us.html' title='Things Our Moms Taught Us...'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSkAAQbKmHbifLrJEr_dIDBqPvp8SBMzC7ayVpxKXnTYV-DxdoWzB7PXIGfQRUsxtAV0za09thxbV-kLOx7_gH-rvNn2sfl8n0np5i2Nv1SVaPcjzZpAteh6Qqi4O3FT7pjUAHQtMV8lU/s72-c/give.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-4225032143689378307</id><published>2012-06-02T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-02T11:24:37.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;div class=&#39;p_embed p_image_embed&#39;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/danaclover/p5pOchFBRWeQ1iw0BoAKKzg1oIaSc0YEWZ7Qp54kY74ZUHnkoHRdeIm9A2zy/photo.jpg.scaled.1000.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Photo&quot; height=&quot;375&quot; src=&quot;http://getfile3.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/danaclover/SaszS7kldf2NbRPURxDA391qbMv118A3xfCeVxN5q12NlicUxGpYkaOxDQbn/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Finally got some 33&quot; &quot;shoes&quot; for the black &amp; pink Jeep of awesomeness!! &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Dana Clover &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.DanaClover.com&quot;&gt;www.DanaClover.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sent from my pink iPhone ... &lt;br /&gt;So expect lots of typos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4225032143689378307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/06/big-girl-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/4225032143689378307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/4225032143689378307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/06/big-girl-shoes.html' title='Big Girl Shoes!'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-2124559150595763260</id><published>2012-05-30T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-30T09:54:10.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocktails for a Crowd (Dana&#39;s Texas Fire Water)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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I&amp;nbsp;hosted the Memorial Day&amp;nbsp;cocktail&amp;nbsp;hour&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;at the lake this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a packed resort and I was wracking my brain trying to figure out what fun drink I could serve that would be yummy and easy to make for a huge (200+ ppl) crowd.&lt;br /&gt;
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I suddenly remembered a drink I kinda&amp;nbsp;accidentally created years ago wile I was a bartender, catering a huge summer beach party.&lt;br /&gt;
It is Summery, It is YUMMY!, It is easy, it makes a TON!&lt;br /&gt;
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It was dubbed &lt;i&gt;&quot;Dana&#39;s Texas Fire Water&quot;&lt;/i&gt; by the folks I first served it to.&lt;/div&gt;
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The Memorial Day Bash was a huge success and everyone LOVED the drinks!&lt;br /&gt;
I promised to post the recipe here, so they could all make it for their friends.&lt;br /&gt;
You can make it too!&lt;br /&gt;
The full recipe and lots of pics can be found on my cooking blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://cravingcomfort.blogspot.com/2012/05/cocktails-for-crowd-danas-texas-fire.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Craving Comfort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As you already know, my family has a lot of kids -- five of our own and always at least one additional kid who is staying with us for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;
Having at least five kids in our home often makes it hard to go to many &quot;cool&quot; vacation spots.&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean, more kids = more $$ spent, and I am way too frugal to be able to enjoy myself if I know it&#39;s breaking the bank! (I know I need to work on this!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, last year three of the six kids living with us graduated high school and flew the coop! This meant that (for now) we only have THREE kids at home!&lt;br /&gt;
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I know! I KNOW!  You are asking yourself &quot;What does she do with all that free time?&quot; Right? Well I&#39;ll be sure to let ya know as soon as I find some of that &quot;Free Time!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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We decided to take advantage of our temporary smaller family size and do something cool! We went to Moody Gardens in Galveston.&lt;br /&gt;
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It has been years since we visited this fun family spot.&lt;br /&gt;
I had almost forgotten how much fun it was!&lt;br /&gt;
I mean, there is something for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;
Look at all there is to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;
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I loved the &quot;Bodies Reviled&quot; Exhibition!&lt;br /&gt;
Hubby and the 8-year-old Little-Foreman-in-Pink were not as impressed seeing bodies uncovered. But I think it&#39;s super-cool! Look!&lt;br /&gt;
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Yep! those are REAL HUMAN Bodies! Way cool!&lt;br /&gt;
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The Little-Foreman-in-Pink loved the Rain Forest Pyramid!&lt;br /&gt;
It is SO great knowing that you can visit a real rainforest less than an hour away from Houston! The Moody Gardens Rainforest Pyramid holds &lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;over 1,000 species of exotic plants and animals from the rainforests of Africa, Asia and the Americas that populate the multi-level 10-story glass pyramid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Look at just a few of the many many things that were on display!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;The kids all LOVED the animals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;They were all so healthy and lively!  I was VERY impressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; get this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Now they have PENGUINS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;There is SO much to do and see at Moody Gardens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; I am so glad we took the time to go somewhere so wonderful right in our own back yard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; You should come explore our backyard too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch your e-mail in box for details!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8639000121899057364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/05/summer-fun-in-texas.html#comment-form' title='95 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/8639000121899057364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/8639000121899057364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/05/summer-fun-in-texas.html' title='Summer Fun in Texas!!'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvzzOhZuvBy4A7i4I62oxqLG8coE-je4gf5PBcx6vi7-P_WNMxD-qZLZ28sluYKwAxwSmjaPgqhs5R2ujcV0VD6x6I0Tt8RcSvpP8OTk_kcYjIAAMnquiUafrt6dHhjwSUHAFm1u8C3qg/s72-c/moody1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>95</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-218807946499061949</id><published>2012-04-19T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T07:30:53.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the Evolution of a Mother through my kids eyes</title><content type='html'>It goes something like this....&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;When your children are-&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;0-6yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;My mommy is the prettiest and smartest person in the World!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;7-11yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;My mom knows a LOT... but my friends know a lot too.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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12-15yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;My mom doesn&#39;t know nearly as much as my friends do!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;16-18yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;My mom is so stupid! I really don&#39;t understand how she hasn&#39;t forgotten to breathe and dropped dead yet!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;19-21yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;My mom is SOOOO out-dated! I wish she would just shut up and let me live my life! I know what I&#39;m doing.. SHE doesn&#39;t have a clue!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;22-29yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;I&#39;m not sure... Let me call mom...&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;30+ yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;I wish I would have listened more to my Mom, She was right!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;50+ yrs old = &lt;i&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t know what to do... I wish I could call my Mother... I miss her wisdom.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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sigh...&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m stuck in the too stupid to breathe phase for now...&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m looking forward to the day I get my brains back!&lt;br /&gt;
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.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/218807946499061949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/04/evolution-of-mother-through-my-kids.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/218807946499061949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/218807946499061949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/04/evolution-of-mother-through-my-kids.html' title='the Evolution of a Mother through my kids eyes'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-3980678973887242965</id><published>2012-03-31T20:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-31T20:48:29.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to my children...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
You are right. It is not fair.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a matter of fact, I never promised you that your life would be fair.&lt;br /&gt;
You really should get used to it now..&lt;br /&gt;
Life is NOT fair.&lt;br /&gt;
The sooner you learn to accept this fact, the better off you&#39;ll be.&lt;br /&gt;
Now that you know this you can refrain from informing me ten-thousand times a day that It&#39;s not fair.&lt;br /&gt;
Guess what??!?&lt;br /&gt;
I KNOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh and by the way...&lt;br /&gt;
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I really don&#39;t care if you were sitting there first.&lt;br /&gt;
Seriously, does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;
Each of the cushions on the couch face the same place, what does it matter which one you sit on?&lt;br /&gt;
Is this really something worth fighting over?&lt;br /&gt;
I think not.. and I really don&#39;t care!&lt;br /&gt;
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Shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes.. as a matter of fact, he IS allowed to look at you!&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh and are you on fire?&lt;br /&gt;
Is there water flooding the house?&lt;br /&gt;
Is a stranger after you?&lt;br /&gt;
Are you bleeding profusely?&lt;br /&gt;
No?&lt;br /&gt;
Then DO NOT SCREAM!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am very happy he farted, thank you for pointing it out to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now means now.&lt;br /&gt;
Not in a minute, Not in a little bit, Not when your ready, Not when you think it&#39;s time, Not during a commercial, Not when you feel like it...&lt;br /&gt;
...it means NOW!&lt;br /&gt;
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I know for a fact you see that piece of trash on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
Even though you pretend not to see it and walk around it every time you pass through the room in hopes someone else will bend over and pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;
You know you see it, I know you see it.&lt;br /&gt;
PICK IT UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Shut The Door!&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s your turn?&lt;br /&gt;
Really?&lt;br /&gt;
Would you like a cookie?&lt;br /&gt;
Get over it and stop telling me it&#39;s your turn... I don&#39;t really care!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am in the bathroom, I did not run away...&lt;br /&gt;
I promise I will come out as soon as I am done, do you really have to come looking for me every time I disappear into that little room?&lt;br /&gt;
There is no exit from it, have faith, I will be out soon, so Go Away and leave me alone to do what one does in the bathroom....&lt;br /&gt;
all will be well with the world once more as soon as I am finished, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;
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SHUT THE DOOR!&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s called a phone. I am allowed to talk on it for 5 min without being interrupted. Really.. it&#39;s OK.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mom&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/3980678973887242965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/letter-to-my-children.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/3980678973887242965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/3980678973887242965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/letter-to-my-children.html' title='Letter to my children...'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-6638442797694447456</id><published>2012-03-29T20:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-30T07:30:04.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Emotions (A follow-Up/Resolution post)</title><content type='html'>This is an update to my &quot;Open Letter To Jack&quot; post.&lt;br /&gt;
If you missed all the drama, you might want to read it first to get caught up. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/what-have-they-done-open-letter-to-mr.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The &quot;Resolution&quot; to this very emotion-filled incident has left me with three very distinct emotions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Pride -&amp;nbsp;Disappointment&amp;nbsp;- Disgust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let&#39;s start with the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Pride&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had a meeting today with the Area Franchise Owner/Group that operate this particular Jack in the Box location.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I was prepared for excuses.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I was prepared for stuffiness.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I was prepared for intimidation.&lt;/li&gt;
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I was NOT prepared for the three men I met.&lt;/div&gt;
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Now... keep in mind I do a lot of work in Public Relations...&lt;/div&gt;
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I know what I would tell a client who was dealing with this type of situation.&lt;/div&gt;
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I know how I would want them to handle it to make it &quot;right&quot;.&lt;/div&gt;
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These men could NOT have handled things any better if I coached them myself!&lt;/div&gt;
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Instead of meeting men full of resentment and anger because I was the one who started what turned out to be a very&amp;nbsp;uncomfortable situation for their business, They were&amp;nbsp;genuinely concerned about my son and his feelings, as well as my own.&lt;/div&gt;
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They listened to my story, They even shared some of their own.&lt;/div&gt;
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They were humble, they were&amp;nbsp;apologetic, they were genuine and sincere.&lt;/div&gt;
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these are not things you can fake. &amp;nbsp;It was real.&lt;/div&gt;
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But.. what made it even better?&lt;/div&gt;
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They had a plan of action to make things right!&lt;/div&gt;
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Here is what they are going to do.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;They talked with the&amp;nbsp;employee&amp;nbsp;who we had our contact with, There is no confusion on what is and is not&amp;nbsp;OK&amp;nbsp;to say to future customers.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They are having a managers meeting next week and will address &quot;sensitivity&amp;nbsp;training&quot; for all current and future employees.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;After giving me their heartfelt&amp;nbsp;apologies, They asked for My son&#39;s address so they can send him one as well.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;After talking at length about my son and his unit and hearing about the kids that mob these&amp;nbsp;soldiers every time they &amp;nbsp;go outside &quot;the wire&quot; they asked what the children wanted from them. &amp;nbsp;I explained that Chris told me the one thing the children wanted, even more than candy, toys and stickers was... Writing Pens. Yes, seriously! They want any and every pen the&amp;nbsp;soldiers&amp;nbsp;have! Upon hearing that, the area manager ran to his car and returned with a product&amp;nbsp;catalog and ,together, we chose a really &quot;cool&quot; pen. &amp;nbsp;After our meeting, these men went straight back to the store and ordered a BUNCH to send to Chris and his unit to give to the Afgan children.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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I am &lt;b&gt;Proud&lt;/b&gt; of my Local Jack in the Box owners &amp;amp; Managers!&lt;/div&gt;
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I was&amp;nbsp;pleasantly surprised by their swift and sincere actions to fix things!&lt;/div&gt;
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I am completely satisfied by their actions to rectify the situation.&lt;/div&gt;
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I couldn&#39;t and wouldn&#39;t ask for more!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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I am disappointed in the&amp;nbsp;Corporate Jack in the Box for offering little more than a sanitized impersonal form letter of &quot;apology&quot; that was pasted and re-pasted as a reply to any negative comment anywhere online.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, they did call me today...&lt;br /&gt;
But there has been no mention of what actually happened,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No plan to change anything.&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing....&lt;br /&gt;
I am disappointed in the corporate Jack in the Box folks!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ashamed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I learned that there have been many calls to this store with threats of violence and profanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The employee we dealt with has&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;personal threats, so much so that she is frightened to go to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;She DID say something&amp;nbsp;insensitive, She DID say something offensive to myself and my son, She should have &amp;nbsp;answered our simple question differently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But.... Is that really reason to terrorize her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t even think she should be fired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Yes... &amp;nbsp;she needed reprimanded and counseled on how to handle these things in the future (and she was), &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;NO ONE&lt;/b&gt; should be threatened because of something they say or something they believe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Apparently, the people threatening her are doing so because they believe she doesn&#39;t respect the military and is rude...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Well guess what.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;THAT kind of behavior is EVERYTHING America and the Military are fighting against!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our troops have&amp;nbsp;fought&amp;nbsp;and died to make sure NO AMERICAN, no matter what they say or&amp;nbsp;believe be terrorized for those words and/or beliefs!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am, ashamed that I have been a part of something that some people took that far and turned into something that I am so totally against!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;There ya have it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;in a nutshell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My local Jack in the box guys ROCK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;corporate&amp;nbsp;Jack in the box, doesn&#39;t seem to care.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;And there will always be someone who has to turn something that could be used for a positive change, and make it so you are ashamed that you are even&amp;nbsp;associated&amp;nbsp;with it.&lt;/li&gt;
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Aside from my Local Jack in the box Franchise Team... &amp;nbsp;We still have a LOT of work to do if we EVER can even come close to being worthy of ONE american&amp;nbsp;soldier giving their life for!&lt;/div&gt;
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Lets think on that one for a while.&lt;br /&gt;
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My Closing thoughts in response to some nasty e-mails and comments...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;This has NOTHING to do with the discount.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;Yes, we asked if that location had one, because &amp;nbsp;other Jack in the Box locations told us to ask!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;We are/were not upset in the least about not getting a discount. It was the nasty comment said directly to my son who was in full uniform that was upsetting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;Yes.. another day, or a time other than when I was already emotional because we were literally driving to the airport, and I might not have said a word and brushed it off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;My question is... why should we brush it off when someone is uneducated about what &quot;they have done&quot;? If we don&#39;t say something... who will? There are SO many other examples of much much worse treatment and/or neglect for our veterans and soldiers, maybe.. just maybe, if someone stood up and said something when those things first started, it might be different now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;I would rather be known as someone who stood up and fought when she saw something happen she disproves of than just another apathetic American who is afraid or too speak up for what they believe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6638442797694447456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/three-emotions-follow-upresolution-post.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6638442797694447456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6638442797694447456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/three-emotions-follow-upresolution-post.html' title='Three Emotions (A follow-Up/Resolution post)'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-6744943014689112967</id><published>2012-03-27T16:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-29T20:55:45.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have &quot;They&quot; Done?  (An open letter to &quot;Mr. Jack-In-The-Box&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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NEW UPDATE/RESOLUTION added at the bottom of this post!&lt;br /&gt;
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WARNING-&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; If you are opposed to angry and/or ranting posts, you might wanna read about one of my great&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-iced-coffee-recipe-youll-ever-need.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;recipes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;instead of this post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is an open letter to Jack.&lt;/div&gt;
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Dear Jack,&lt;br /&gt;
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Today has been a difficult day for me.&lt;br /&gt;
Today I dropped my son off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;
After being home for two weeks of R&amp;amp;R, he had to go back to&amp;nbsp;Afghanistan, where he is a&amp;nbsp;soldier&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;United States ARMY. He will be stationed in&amp;nbsp;Afghanistan for at least 9 more months before he gets to come back home.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am not writing to tell you about our tearful goodbyes at the airport or about the countless hours of sleep I have lost&amp;nbsp;worrying about my son while he is in a place where is gets shot at and can be hurt at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;
This letter isn&#39;t even being sent because I thought you would be glad to know that my son wanted his last meal in the United States to consist of one of your breakfast sandwiches and some of your Tacos.&lt;br /&gt;
I am sending you this letter to make you aware of one simple sentence that one of YOUR representatives said today that, not only enraged me, but also insulted my son, my family, and&amp;nbsp;quite&amp;nbsp;frankly, would insult every AMERICAN I know.&lt;br /&gt;
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While on our way to the airport, we stopped at your Jack in the Box store #3692 &amp;nbsp;Located on FM 1960 in&amp;nbsp;Humble, Texas. We placed our order in the drive thru and pulled forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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My son&lt;i&gt; (who was dressed in his full ARMY camo uniform, and was VERY clearly&amp;nbsp;visible&amp;nbsp;while riding in my Jeep with the top off)&lt;/i&gt; asked the drive thru employee if this particular Jack in the Box offered the 10% military discount that he had been enjoying at some participating other&amp;nbsp;locations&amp;nbsp;during his time home.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;(edited at 8:26pm 4/27/12 I did decide to alter this pic of the employee,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;but have her name and a full copy of the pic on file if requested by management)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Below, find a word-for-word script of the brief conversation I had with your representative (pictured above, &amp;nbsp;we&#39;ll call her &quot;C&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Soldier- &quot;Does this Jack in the Box offer a Military Discount?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;C&quot;- &quot;Military Discount? No,.. we offer a police officer discount sure, but have never offered a military discount... &quot;Why would we? &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What Have They Done?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Me- Excuse Me?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;C&quot; - &quot;Yeah, I don&#39;t even give the police their discount because of what they did to that boy who was wearing a hoodie and carrying Skittles!&quot; &quot;But, we&#39;ve never had a discount for the military.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Me- &quot;A simple no would have been enough!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We got our food and left.&lt;br /&gt;
As I drove away, I began to fume.&lt;br /&gt;
NOT because this location didn&#39;t offer a Military discount, but of that one careless and rude sentence..&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;&lt;i&gt;What Have They Done?&lt;/i&gt;&quot;...&lt;br /&gt;
What have they done??!!?? Really?&lt;br /&gt;
What &quot;&lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt;&quot; have done is defend our country.&lt;br /&gt;
What &amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt;&quot; have done is fight so YOU can have the right to say such insulting things without worry of punishment.&lt;br /&gt;
What &quot;&lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt;&quot; have done is put their lives on the line so we don&#39;t have to worry.&lt;br /&gt;
What &quot;&lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt;&quot; do every day is for Every American... Even the ones (Like &quot;C&quot;) who don&#39;t support or respect them!&lt;br /&gt;
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I know that the opinions and statements of your employees may not represent the feelings of Jack in the box, the company, but your employees are representatives of YOU!&lt;br /&gt;
When one of your representatives speaks to YOUR customers, they are speaking for YOU!&lt;br /&gt;
And today, Jack... I was&amp;nbsp;extremely&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;
Today MY son left to fight for our country, and one of the last Americans he spoke to while home was someone who insulted him, his buddies, AND his country.&lt;br /&gt;
For that, I say Shame On You Jack!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, he left to fight for &quot;Us&quot;,&amp;nbsp;that&#39;s&amp;nbsp;why I am fighting for &quot;HIM&quot; by&amp;nbsp;bringing&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;incident into the light.&amp;nbsp;
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The food was very good by the way.&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s a shame that neither myself,my family or anyone who I can share this disturbing&amp;nbsp;incident&amp;nbsp;with will visit your establishments in the future to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, I did try to contact your&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;Guest Relations by calling 1-800-955-5225, I sat on hold for 32 minutes, and e-mailed them, &amp;nbsp;before I gave up and wrote here instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;You can feel free to contact me anytime at- &amp;nbsp;Dana @ DanaClover.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;
Dana Clover&lt;br /&gt;
Proud ARMY Mom and AMERICAN!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATE 3/28/2012 12:21pm-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;I got a call from the area manager that serves this location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;He was very nice, he&amp;nbsp;apologized&amp;nbsp;profusely,&amp;nbsp;He informed me that he does not agree with the employee&#39;s views and Jack and the Box does not either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;He said that this employee should have known better than to say what she did and she has always been a great employee that has&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;many compliments in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;He assured me he would talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;He informed me that the reason I could not get through to the store manager any of the 17 times I called was because the phones must be broken, because when he called there today, they didn&#39;t answer either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;He is going to have someone check the phone lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;He asked me to please come back to Jack in the box, and even gave me his personal cell phone number so I can contact him should this ever happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;I thanked him for reaching out to me, and told him I&amp;nbsp;appreciated&amp;nbsp;his sincere&amp;nbsp;apology, BUT I was waiting for someone... anyone, from the&amp;nbsp;corporate Jack and the Box offices to reply to one of my numerous messages, e-mails and/or phone calls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;After-all... &amp;nbsp;THEY are the ones who might have the power to offer to make things &quot;right&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;What would make it &quot;Right&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;Well, I&#39;ve given it a LOT of thought while waiting for the phone to ring (it hasn&#39;t).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;I would love to hear that they are going to include a little snippet in all new employee&amp;nbsp;orientations simply stating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;If you have a problem with the political views, race, job, handicap, sex, religion, or other beliefs of one of our guests, KEEP THAT INFORMATION TO YOURSELF or you will be terminated.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;It is simple... it&#39;s also called &lt;i&gt;&quot;Sensitivity Training&quot;&lt;/i&gt;, This should NOT be needed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;It SHOULD be common sense... But,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;, it is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;becoming more &quot;UN-common&quot; each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;A written&amp;nbsp;apology&amp;nbsp;from this employee that I could send to my son would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;Want me to really sing about the AWESOMENESS of Jack in the box?? &amp;nbsp;Load up a plane of your Yummy food and feed some troops! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;No... &amp;nbsp;I do NOT expect these things to happen,&amp;nbsp;although, I don&#39;t think they are&amp;nbsp;outrageous dreams.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;BUT... As someone who has trained employees in customer service in the past, and who currently works in Public Relations, &amp;nbsp; an offer to make things right, or SOME form of contact after an upset customer has reached out to you would be a REALLY great place to start!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATE 3/28/2012 4:08pm-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;Just finished an interview with FOX News.... eeek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATE 3/28/2012 7:10pm-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;Just got a voice-mail from the&amp;nbsp;corporate&amp;nbsp;headquarters for Jack in the box, They are closed now, but she said she will be calling me back in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;RESOLUTION UPDATE&lt;/b&gt; can be found &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/three-emotions-follow-upresolution-post.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6744943014689112967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/what-have-they-done-open-letter-to-mr.html#comment-form' title='130 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6744943014689112967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1245139130247793579/posts/default/6744943014689112967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2012/03/what-have-they-done-open-letter-to-mr.html' title='What Have &quot;They&quot; Done?  (An open letter to &quot;Mr. Jack-In-The-Box&quot;'/><author><name>Dana Clover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09174384230013782992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7CwcW8AdFH92cNTLfJ3iL10AmH4lPXfu5i7IuAPyX-fp1FxgVXteGUpb8S0Din_DN27bLYb9gc8axMg3pbdvkd62g8JBlRYnrRg4ZscySC-dJtVkGekFoMZxkCp72ovcgPUvRjMe-CLQ/s72-c/jack2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>130</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1245139130247793579.post-1173272997055934759</id><published>2012-03-21T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-21T11:05:17.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tater-Tot Casserole (my #2 most popular Recipe!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8S2G8gCjhqmuVJVwcdROGbDCDk-coCfdL3Q1vcI904deWAcUxclS2eK5D2mCdWHoHaXbPUfNoOQWrrQ0v7VOsahV5OSrhyrmsXA9wLxLWWL4fzhf3x9MY_ZGgPbMwJUNcVLr9hXtsTjl/s1600-h/tt2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428789336947375842&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8S2G8gCjhqmuVJVwcdROGbDCDk-coCfdL3Q1vcI904deWAcUxclS2eK5D2mCdWHoHaXbPUfNoOQWrrQ0v7VOsahV5OSrhyrmsXA9wLxLWWL4fzhf3x9MY_ZGgPbMwJUNcVLr9hXtsTjl/s400/tt2.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes you just need the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt; comfort of a good, easy to throw together, casserole.&lt;br /&gt;
This one fits the bill!&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s super-easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;
And even easier to eat!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have never found a man who didn&#39;t inhale this dish!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;             1 lb lean ground beef     &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; 1/2 medium onion, chopped     &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;1 (10 1/2 ounce) can condensed cream of celery or cream of chicken soup (undiluted)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; 1  16oz package frozen tater tots     &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; 1 cup shredded cheddar cheese            &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;Preheat oven to 375 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;Brown ground beef. season with salt &amp;amp; pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;Add chopped onion, cook until tender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;In a casserole dish, combine ground beef mixture &amp;amp; cream  soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;Top mixture with tater tots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;Bake , uncovered, for 30-40 minutes till bubbly and Tots are golden brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;remove from oven &amp;amp; top with cheese, return to oven until melted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;recipetext&quot;&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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TIPS -&lt;br /&gt;
This casserole freezes great!&lt;br /&gt;
Just put it together then freeze until ready to bake. (adjust cooking times accordingly)&lt;br /&gt;
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I always double or triple this one!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;It re-heats beautifully!&lt;br /&gt;
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