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I have to sweep the kitchen floor daily or it looks like the floor of a barn.  Although, I believe there are a few horses and cows out there that might take exception to that as they would claim they don't&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/CY9I4babPNQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6074285615674017505/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=6074285615674017505&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/6074285615674017505?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/6074285615674017505?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/CY9I4babPNQ/real-whodunit.html" title="A real whodunit." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AUdJS1GnYo/TyLKx21-cbI/AAAAAAAADRo/39mpqC8zNSo/s72-c/006.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-whodunit.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UERHo7fip7ImA9WhRUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-4853963779342196840</id><published>2012-01-27T08:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:00:05.406-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T08:00:05.406-05:00</app:edited><title>PSA - "We're basically bathed in feces as a society."</title><summary type="html">Lately, in fast food restaurants, I have been disgusted at the drink  fountain. Why, you ask?  What is the cause of your disgust, you ask?   Well, let me tell you.

Have you ever noticed that whenever  you go for a plastic lid to cover your drink, you accidentally pick up 5  or 6 because they always stick together?  Seriously, can you honestly  think of a time when they did not stick together?

&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/gYIjOgnr9Kw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4853963779342196840/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=4853963779342196840&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4853963779342196840?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4853963779342196840?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/gYIjOgnr9Kw/psa-were-basically-bathed-in-feces-as.html" title="PSA - &quot;We're basically bathed in feces as a society.&quot;" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--N7Ue5oQPZk/TyHa1BthhdI/AAAAAAAADRg/YW12lhx4iK8/s72-c/soda+fountain.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/psa-were-basically-bathed-in-feces-as.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYHSXo5eyp7ImA9WhRUFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-5924862738777038908</id><published>2012-01-26T13:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:28:58.423-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-26T14:28:58.423-05:00</app:edited><title>Well, I am older than she is!</title><summary type="html">Sarah:  Mommy, you look just like Mrs. Jennwa

Me:  A lot of people say that.

Sarah:  Well, you look just like her except you have way more wrinkles than she does.

ahem

In my defense, I am 4 years older than her.  That counts for a few of the wrinkles, right?  I mean she's still in her 30's for Pete's sake!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/sQgxHmEfE9g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5924862738777038908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=5924862738777038908&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/5924862738777038908?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/5924862738777038908?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/sQgxHmEfE9g/well-i-am-younger-than-she-is.html" title="Well, I am older than she is!" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/well-i-am-younger-than-she-is.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMESXw5eSp7ImA9WhRUFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-2014964050117061956</id><published>2012-01-25T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:00:08.221-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T08:00:08.221-05:00</app:edited><title>You've seen one pile, you've seen them all!</title><summary type="html">Still on Monday's quick-cleaning high, yesterday I decided to tackle my dresser.  Once again, 20 minutes was all it took to get rid of all of the old clothes and to refold everything.  I tossed just as much as I kept.  It is amazing how I like to hold on to old things just because I might want to wear it again.  After looking at the toss pile, I realized most of the items hadn't been worn in 2 or&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/_097i8GscLc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2014964050117061956/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=2014964050117061956&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2014964050117061956?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2014964050117061956?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/_097i8GscLc/youve-seen-one-pile-youve-seen-them-all.html" title="You've seen one pile, you've seen them all!" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/youve-seen-one-pile-youve-seen-them-all.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUGRHw6eSp7ImA9WhRUFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-965637382055723038</id><published>2012-01-24T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:17:05.211-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T10:17:05.211-05:00</app:edited><title>20 minutes?  That's it?</title><summary type="html">Yesterday after running a couple of miles, getting groceries, and doing 3 load of laundry, I tackled something that really needed to be done.

I cleaned out my husband's armoire.  Every time I put away a pair of his socks or a pair of his boxers I would think to myself, I really should straighten out these drawers.  And every time I folded up a sweatshirt or a sweater, I would think to myself, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/zaRLBqmBSCs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/965637382055723038/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=965637382055723038&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/965637382055723038?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/965637382055723038?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/zaRLBqmBSCs/20-minutes-thats-it.html" title="20 minutes?  That's it?" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F-gDN0pnxqw/Tx7HS_qj3wI/AAAAAAAADQw/R1jg-a-o-ZI/s72-c/001.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/20-minutes-thats-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQFQHg4eSp7ImA9WhRUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-8958195243220472520</id><published>2012-01-24T06:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T13:45:11.631-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T13:45:11.631-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recipes" /><title>Pioneer Woman's Brussels Sprouts with Balsamic and Cranberries - A Review</title><summary type="html">I recently made a recipe from the Pioneer Woman and wanted to give an honest review from a cook that has a lot to learn but still wants to make good food. Sometimes I even want to make fancy food so that's what prompted me to try Pioneer Woman's Brussels Sprouts with Balsamic and Cranberries.  I'm sure Ree would say that these aren't fancy but around this house, any vegetable that didn't come &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/yQ-pihF6v24" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8958195243220472520/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=8958195243220472520&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/8958195243220472520?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/8958195243220472520?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/yQ-pihF6v24/pioneer-womans-brussels-sprouts-with.html" title="Pioneer Woman's Brussels Sprouts with Balsamic and Cranberries - A Review" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p7fXtsmo6Mc/Tx2kjWWY9lI/AAAAAAAADQg/hoISHujutXU/s72-c/Pioneer+Womans%2527+Brussels+Sprouts+with+Cranberries+and+Balsamic+Glaze.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/pioneer-womans-brussels-sprouts-with.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04NRXo7fip7ImA9WhRUE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-4208795704891791130</id><published>2012-01-23T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:39:54.406-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T08:39:54.406-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Basketball" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sarah" /><title>She dribbles.  She shoots.  Luckily, she misses.</title><summary type="html">The little girl dribbled the ball. She took a shot.  It bounced off the rim.

Sarah was right underneath the basket and grabbed the rebound.  Sarah took a shot.  It bounced off the rim.

Thank goodness it didn't go in because Sarah was playing defense.

Oh, sweet Sarah. 

After weeks of telling her she needed to be more aggressive and go after the ball, she finally did it.  In her excitement, she&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/9tKtiOA6YcQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4208795704891791130/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=4208795704891791130&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4208795704891791130?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4208795704891791130?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/9tKtiOA6YcQ/she-dribbles-she-shoots-luckily-she.html" title="She dribbles.  She shoots.  Luckily, she misses." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1O5q7yXhoW0/Tx1g534de8I/AAAAAAAADPo/Sy8f-6aWKpA/s72-c/Basketball+115.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/she-dribbles-she-shoots-luckily-she.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQCSXw7fyp7ImA9WhRUEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-3538546530983116608</id><published>2012-01-20T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:12:48.207-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-20T10:12:48.207-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7 Quick Takes" /><title>7 Quick Takes</title><summary type="html">

Is it Friday again?  Already?  Let's see what drivel I have to share with you guys today. 

1.  My husband has been out of town all week so I tend to let some things slide.  Every evening after I kiss the kids good night and head downstairs, I can hear them playing in their rooms.  This isn't a big deal. Typically Sarah will draw or write notes and Peter will read after I have tucked them in.  &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/CxTmS97iuHc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3538546530983116608/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=3538546530983116608&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3538546530983116608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3538546530983116608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/CxTmS97iuHc/7-quick-takes_20.html" title="7 Quick Takes" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7a1ZASeLSyU/TxmEVIqmI7I/AAAAAAAADPY/ZekDrGiH5mM/s72-c/7_quick_takes_sm1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-quick-takes_20.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MDQX46cCp7ImA9WhRVGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-3389298828940159716</id><published>2012-01-19T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T13:57:50.018-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-19T13:57:50.018-05:00</app:edited><title>He's not a genie in a bottle.</title><summary type="html">The kids did not want to go to school on Tuesday.  They had enjoyed their long weekend and wanted it to continue so at bedtime on Monday night, they were putting cotton balls between their toes, putting spoons underneath their pillows and putting ice cubes in the toilet, all in an effort to get it to snow so that school would be cancelled.
Now before you think my kids are totally crazy I should &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/6iuzw8Z5iik" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3389298828940159716/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=3389298828940159716&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3389298828940159716?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3389298828940159716?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/6iuzw8Z5iik/hes-not-genie-in-bottle.html" title="He's not a genie in a bottle." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WNN1jQ2lMwk/Txhnf6QVtVI/AAAAAAAADPQ/K5sk9VAnZV8/s72-c/cotton+balls.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/hes-not-genie-in-bottle.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAMRn4zfCp7ImA9WhRVGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-6874090985370088189</id><published>2012-01-18T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:53:07.084-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-18T08:53:07.084-05:00</app:edited><title>If I ever invite you to dinner, just say no! There's no telling what you will find in my kitchen!</title><summary type="html">What happens when you open a reusable sandwich Snack Packer, place a piece of bread in it, close it, place it in a drawer, forget to use the bread in it the next day as planned, and open it approximately 5 weeks later?





What happens after you discover that the slice of bread is now covered, covered I tell you, in tiny black mold spores (and two fingerprints where you accidentally touched it &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/rN-AjhPteuY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6874090985370088189/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=6874090985370088189&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/6874090985370088189?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/6874090985370088189?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/rN-AjhPteuY/if-i-ever-invite-you-to-dinner-just-say.html" title="If I ever invite you to dinner, just say no! There's no telling what you will find in my kitchen!" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z_lfN3hGpo/TxbMfb19rEI/AAAAAAAADPA/wgDx8oM97PE/s72-c/008.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-i-ever-invite-you-to-dinner-just-say.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMMRHs4eCp7ImA9WhRVGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-138483487314663945</id><published>2012-01-17T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:54:45.530-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-17T08:54:45.530-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family Fun" /><title>Discovery Place - Mummies of the World</title><summary type="html">On Monday we had to head to Charlotte to pick Grampa up from the  airport.  Since the kids were home from school and Dan was home from  work, we decided to make an afternoon of it!

We drove  through our old neighborhood to see how much it has changed in the last 6  years and we drove past our old house.  We drove through the town down  lived in before we got married and were shocked at all the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/UBt8UfQO7Vw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/138483487314663945/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=138483487314663945&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/138483487314663945?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/138483487314663945?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/UBt8UfQO7Vw/discovery-place-mummies-of-world.html" title="Discovery Place - Mummies of the World" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIv9TidJK54/TxV8EFGDTzI/AAAAAAAADOY/yFd6M-dDaqo/s72-c/Discovery+Place+Mummies+017.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/discovery-place-mummies-of-world.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMBQ345cCp7ImA9WhRVFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-3309892355267950363</id><published>2012-01-15T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:20:52.028-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-15T21:20:52.028-05:00</app:edited><title>And it's not over yet!</title><summary type="html">New England Patriots win! (Sorry Tim Tebow.  I think you are a sweetheart  but I had to pull for the Pats!)

Pepper Jack Pimento Cheese Toasts shared with my husband.


Basketball (Sarah actually touched tried to shoot a couple of times and passed the ball a couple of times. Her confidence is growing with each game.)

Jenga, Old Maid, Connect Four and Candy Land.  (When will that girl tire of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/n_7BWHirrUQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3309892355267950363/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=3309892355267950363&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3309892355267950363?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3309892355267950363?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/n_7BWHirrUQ/and-its-not-over-yet.html" title="And it's not over yet!" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-its-not-over-yet.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQDR3k9eCp7ImA9WhRVFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-4025599729696274775</id><published>2012-01-14T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:32:56.760-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-14T07:32:56.760-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sarah" /><title>If I'm no help, then why do they keep asking me?</title><summary type="html">Sarah:  "Mom, what should we do? We're bored."

Me:  "Well, you could paint a picture, write a story, play Sing It on the Wii, play Just Dance on the Wii, watch TV, draw with the colored pencils, swing on the swing set, shoot baskets, color with chalk on the driveway, play dress up or play Hide and Seek."

Sarah:  "Let's go Cheyanne.  Clearly Mom is no help." 


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/pOopJTMN_II" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4025599729696274775/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=4025599729696274775&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4025599729696274775?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4025599729696274775?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/pOopJTMN_II/if-im-no-help-then-why-do-they-keep.html" title="If I'm no help, then why do they keep asking me?" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsG8owJAD-o/TxF1h1pZrHI/AAAAAAAADN8/8vOxDKQVAE4/s72-c/Basketball+and+soup+002.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-im-no-help-then-why-do-they-keep.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMMR347cSp7ImA9WhRVFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-1813227490993830774</id><published>2012-01-13T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:41:26.009-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T07:41:26.009-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7 Quick Takes" /><title>7 Quick Takes</title><summary type="html">It's Friday again so that means it's time for 7 Quick Takes.


1. Peter has had 4 tests this week.  4 tests!  A religion test (memorizing and spelling correctly the Luminous Mysteries), a science test (memorizing all the bones, he gets extra points for spelling them correctly) a math test, and a 20 word spelling test.  Whew!  It's been a busy week with homework and studying but he has handled it &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/XJfnw7z9Ykk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1813227490993830774/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=1813227490993830774&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/1813227490993830774?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/1813227490993830774?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/XJfnw7z9Ykk/7-quick-takes.html" title="7 Quick Takes" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_6ayvMabcM/TxAj1ECVM-I/AAAAAAAADNk/FnjhMxfxxV0/s72-c/7_quick_takes_sm1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-quick-takes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UAQHs4fSp7ImA9WhRVE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-2599219717105811627</id><published>2012-01-12T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T09:40:41.535-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-12T09:40:41.535-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Peter" /><title>Because it's more than a silly old computer game.</title><summary type="html">He loves computer games.  And when he finds one he loves he plays it all the time.  And when he is not playing it, he wants to tell me about it.

All about it.  

About how it works, about what he can do in the game, about the tutorials he's found on YouTube that explain how to play the game better. About all the minutia of a game that I don't understand and don't really even want to understand.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/y58lTx_CYJY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2599219717105811627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=2599219717105811627&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2599219717105811627?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2599219717105811627?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/y58lTx_CYJY/because-its-more-than-silly-old.html" title="Because it's more than a silly old computer game." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75CplP329wA/Tw7wjzV_faI/AAAAAAAADNc/_LdyjJ_dq08/s72-c/Christmas+in+Wellesley+031.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-its-more-than-silly-old.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEINQn44fyp7ImA9WhRVEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-1458130917348776146</id><published>2012-01-11T10:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:43:13.037-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-11T10:43:13.037-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Works For Me Wednesday" /><title>Works for Me Wednesday - Put a Pin It Button at the end of your Blogger posts.</title><summary type="html">Here is a step-by-step tutorial on how to put a Pinterest Pin It button on your pinnable Blogger blog posts.


Please note, there are other tutorials out there that show you how to put a Pin It button on every post automatically.  That tutorial is nice if you have a lot of pinnable material and don't want to go through these steps each time.  However, the tutorials I have seen don't let you &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/qNVNvG28f0A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1458130917348776146/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=1458130917348776146&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/1458130917348776146?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/1458130917348776146?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/qNVNvG28f0A/works-for-me-wednesday-put-pin-it.html" title="Works for Me Wednesday - Put a Pin It Button at the end of your Blogger posts." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXrMvLhph9U/Tw2te-gb9XI/AAAAAAAADNU/HOM7QF1cXv8/s72-c/Logo.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/works-for-me-wednesday-put-pin-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMERX85eSp7ImA9WhRVEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-3770808074381053905</id><published>2012-01-10T18:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T18:00:04.121-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T18:00:04.121-05:00</app:edited><title>Anyone notice a theme?</title><summary type="html">These are a couple of pictures I took during Sarah's ballgame last Saturday.

She's in second grade so she can totally do this on her own.   I think she just likes to be waited on!  


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/bcjL3f3C2_U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3770808074381053905/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=3770808074381053905&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3770808074381053905?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3770808074381053905?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/bcjL3f3C2_U/anyone-notice-theme.html" title="Anyone notice a theme?" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-Ec1yZaYeI/TwyFqlH3TNI/AAAAAAAADM8/E4VfKJ1RD6c/s72-c/Basketball+and+soup+007.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/anyone-notice-theme.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIGRHk-fSp7ImA9WhRVEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-2679757054924662212</id><published>2012-01-10T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:55:25.755-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T11:55:25.755-05:00</app:edited><title>What we mothers must suffer for our children.</title><summary type="html">We have been enjoying Cuties since before Christmas.

Cuties are, as their website puts it, Mandarin oranges that are super sweet, easy-to-peel, seedless, and kid sized.



Last week I ran out of Cuties and swung by the grocery store to pick up another bag.  But they were out!  No biggie, I thought.  I'll just grab a bag of tangerines.

The next day, I sent one to school with each of them as &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/y5SdULekSRM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2679757054924662212/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=2679757054924662212&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2679757054924662212?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2679757054924662212?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/y5SdULekSRM/what-we-mothers-must-suffer-for-our.html" title="What we mothers must suffer for our children." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3U9sJAJFrU/Twxs1tML64I/AAAAAAAADM0/zI0nuD53bDA/s72-c/Little+Cuties+Mandarin+Oranges.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-we-mothers-must-suffer-for-our.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EBSX4yfip7ImA9WhRVEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-1768921616053517963</id><published>2012-01-09T19:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:27:38.096-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T09:27:38.096-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><title>Beth's Spicy Sausage Lentil Soup</title><summary type="html">If you've been to Carrabba's then you've probably had their sausauge and lentil soup.  And if you've had their sausage and lentil soup then you probably love it.  And if you love it then you probably want some more of it!

I took a recipe that I found online at Food.com and made a few changes based on what I had in the pantry.  We love it!




Beth's Spicy Sausage Lentil Soup
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They invited us on Friday afternoon while they were over at our house playing.  I told them they needed to call their mom first to make sure it was okay.  I just love &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/47Dk00Jbi8c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2543671378949847569/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=2543671378949847569&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2543671378949847569?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2543671378949847569?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/47Dk00Jbi8c/i-really-should-consider-saying-yes.html" title="I really should consider saying &quot;yes&quot; more often." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-really-should-consider-saying-yes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEMRHw8fCp7ImA9WhRWGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-4583767114363930492</id><published>2012-01-06T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:38:05.274-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-06T09:38:05.274-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7 Quick Takes" /><title>7 Quick Takes Friday - Running Down a Dream</title><summary type="html">After a two week running hiatus I am back on track.  Get it?  Back on track? I crack  myself up sometimes!




Anyway, I thought I would do my 7 Quick Takes about running since it is the new year and it seems that everyone loves to talk about exercise in January.

1. We don't normally exchange gifts but my husband surprised me with one of these for Christmas:


It's a GPS watch!  I run laps &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/um4o6g-kEmU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4583767114363930492/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=4583767114363930492&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4583767114363930492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/4583767114363930492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/um4o6g-kEmU/7-quick-takes-friday-running-down-dream.html" title="7 Quick Takes Friday - Running Down a Dream" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aypXhVkoCj4/TwcFlsAiPyI/AAAAAAAADMQ/rPGu50oSFmI/s72-c/7_quick_takes_sm1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-quick-takes-friday-running-down-dream.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUMQnkzfCp7ImA9WhRWF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-3902332425245198592</id><published>2012-01-05T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:21:23.784-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-05T09:21:23.784-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Peter" /><title>Good job kid!</title><summary type="html">Yesterday after school, guitar, lessons, and allergy shots, Peter came right in and did all of his homework. 

Immediately. 

With no prompting from me.

And with minimal complaining. 

He usually starts his homework right after school and it is my goal for him to finish it every afternoon before he plays.  However, he has a lot of homework every day so I typically let him take a break before he &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/HtmuzyOTlHw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3902332425245198592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=3902332425245198592&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3902332425245198592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/3902332425245198592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/HtmuzyOTlHw/good-job-kid.html" title="Good job kid!" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8hqeMEOocl0/TwWx1DZ0-CI/AAAAAAAADLY/ExECRUuxXEQ/s72-c/2011-10-02+Raven+Knob02.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-job-kid.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQMSXoyfCp7ImA9WhRWFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-7627862883444855573</id><published>2012-01-04T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:13:08.494-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-04T09:13:08.494-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family Fun" /><title>Lexington and Concord - Where it all began!</title><summary type="html">While we were in Boston last week, we also visited Lexington and Concord.  There is a new visitor's center in Lexington with some good exhibits according to Uncle Bob but it was closed.  So we proceeded to Concord and the North Bridge.

The North Bridge was the site of the first battle in the Revolutionary War.

Grampa and Sarah outside of Buttrick Mansion which is the Visitor's Center  at the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/tG4RThYarew" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7627862883444855573/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=7627862883444855573&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/7627862883444855573?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/7627862883444855573?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/tG4RThYarew/while-we-were-in-boston-last-week-we.html" title="Lexington and Concord - Where it all began!" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5BT-zp3V5Y/TwM3_nhfmeI/AAAAAAAADJI/gR33xZ6coi8/s72-c/Christmas+in+Wellesley+150.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/while-we-were-in-boston-last-week-we.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8EQnw8cSp7ImA9WhRWFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-2270371499366891516</id><published>2012-01-03T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:00:03.279-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T15:00:03.279-05:00</app:edited><title>Jellies?  Nope.  The newest style from Crocs.</title><summary type="html">This new style from Crocs look shockingly similar to a pair of red jellies I had in 1986.

 Next thing you know, perms and banana clips will be all the rage.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/T1ypBkZ-lN0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2270371499366891516/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=2270371499366891516&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2270371499366891516?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/2270371499366891516?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/T1ypBkZ-lN0/jellies-nope-newest-style-from-crocs.html" title="Jellies?  Nope.  The newest style from Crocs." /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WhQAt1vFxXo/TwM_B16U6cI/AAAAAAAADLA/bmZevd-MpYw/s72-c/adrina+crocs.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/jellies-nope-newest-style-from-crocs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDQn49fyp7ImA9WhRWFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080789300460674006.post-324550139485645717</id><published>2012-01-03T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:24:33.067-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T10:24:33.067-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family Fun" /><title>Museum of Fine Arts, Boston</title><summary type="html">We took the kids to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston last week.

Back in the early 90's, I was a huge fan of Claude Monet.  I even had a framed print of The Artist's Garden at Giverny that hung over my bed for a long time.  What can I say?  I went through a lavender phase.

I was very excited to discover that the MFA had several of Monet's works in their collect.  While the didn't have the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~4/Q_Z1w9eKG5s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/feeds/324550139485645717/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080789300460674006&amp;postID=324550139485645717&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/324550139485645717?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080789300460674006/posts/default/324550139485645717?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qWiQ/~3/Q_Z1w9eKG5s/museum-of-fine-arts-boston.html" title="Museum of Fine Arts, Boston" /><author><name>Beth (A Mom's Life)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536268080265726705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E58pBcJYwKo/TqhAQYRoQCI/AAAAAAAACsg/fVk10_Y4aEI/s220/Oak%2BIsland%2Band%2BPumpkin%2BCarving%2B264.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsnSmMnyg0k/TwMVlUsZBXI/AAAAAAAADHs/8rEDYTcYO7Q/s72-c/Christmas+in+Wellesley+109.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beth-amomslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/museum-of-fine-arts-boston.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

