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- getting arty: I got home from work and was able to put in two solid hours in my creative space (not sure 
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- for art: I have two ongoing projects for the 
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I just have to have a bit of a rave. I am so loving the new rice cooker I bought a few months ago. In my endless quest to eat well with maximum effort, I am finding more and more I can cook in it!

As well as my winter main-stay breakfast of steel-cut oats, I discovered I can also cook the wonderful quinoa in the cooker. Then I experimented and came up with a wonderful meal base of quinoa+brown
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We used prams and slings equally with our three children and I am by no means anti-pram. However they, like baby slings, need to be purchased 
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I am proud to live in Frankston but there are times when I hang my head in shame to have any association with it.

Today is one of those days.

You see, apparently you can now get questioned by police for the act of - male baby-wearing. Like this:


My favourite elf, Lord of the Rings star Orlando Bloom, wearing baby Flynn

A friend's partner was today stopped by police for the crime of carrying
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cw-kQU5ilJkP_s_wN9khmahhRTc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cw-kQU5ilJkP_s_wN9khmahhRTc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/wRsUI/~4/mcq2UcpQy2s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://yvettesramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/caution-orlando-bloom-had-better-stay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEAQ309fyp7ImA9WhRUEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4075409782743009297.post-3631162777679291604</id><published>2012-01-21T17:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:17:22.367+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-21T17:17:22.367+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thankful" /><title>Today I am Thankful - techies, vegies and power</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yvettesramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3631162777679291604/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4075409782743009297&amp;postID=3631162777679291604" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075409782743009297/posts/default/3631162777679291604?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4075409782743009297/posts/default/3631162777679291604?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/wRsUI/~3/tcuDq-7E73o/today-i-am-thankful-techies-vegies-and.html" title="Today I am Thankful - techies, vegies and power" /><author><name>Yvette O'Dowd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16196056475081281576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZqxEYAgsPU/TuVLzt3-sRI/AAAAAAABOUM/HNsxtH-Z8qM/s220/16647-17_6x22_0-12A.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">- for the hard-working souls who provide all of our social media AT NO COST TO US! I am loving the new Pinterest app on Facebook and I am sure the new Good Reads one will work properly soon, so there is no need for people to get so rude in the comments on their blog or FB wall - be nice, people!

- for fresh food: I popped out to the produce store and the vegies were so fresh, I don't think they 
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- for lentils &amp;amp; rice: such a yummy lunch at Aum Shanti. Note to self - make time to eat here more often.

- for art: I posted my artworks for the first and third weeks of Life Book to my Facebook Wall and peole said nice things. For all that I am so public with so much of my life, I am nervous about my ventures into 
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This post is in one form a confessional, a group heads-up. You see, for this past week I have been experiencing what is most likely a flare-up of my MS. I have numbness and "pins and needles" in my hands and feet. It is trying to decide where to settle, LOL, sometimes making both my little fingers disappear and others, it decides my feet are freezing 
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Feeling really sad about news that hit the blogosphere this week - Breastfed babies cry more and smile less not so much because of the content, the study or the outcome, but because of the glaring presumption the response is based on.

Can you guess?

No? Probably because we are all so inured to it that we no longer notice.

Cry MORE and smile LESS - than what?

Than bottle-fed babies, which 
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- for lunch with a friend - second Friday in a row, lunch with Julie - this time at my place so she could watch Kaitlyn's wedding DVD and see the photos. Reconnecting after 
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I have just had a moment of enlightenment, as I trawled through my blog looking for something ( I really must start tagging my posts properly) - I scrapbooked HEAPS last year, only it was mostly in words, when I was doing my thankful posts! Looking back, I see that I actually had a more positive year than my reflection back would show. So I am going to start doing them again - we are less than 
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This is the most amazing book store video I have ever seen - it is also the only one - and you really must watch it if you have ever rearranged your own bookshelves!

Enjoy!
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Like many others out there, each year I choose a word that focuses what I want to achieve in the upcoming twelve months. Last year, it was CHANGE, the year before ENJOY and the one before that was CREATE.

My word for 2012 is HEAL.

I was frustrated in 2011 that many of my goals and objectives were thwarted by the one thing outside my ability to control - the fluctuations of my health. This 
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http://www.melscrochetedcreations.com/


Now, if you - unlike me - don't spend your time helping women overcome breastfeeding challenges, then you will have no idea what this is for. here is Mel's explanation:


Do you know what a SNS is? If you do then you know how bulky and unattractive it
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It is entirely too hot here today to do ANYTHING more than wait for it to cool down, so instead of using my decluttering guides, I thought I would share them instead :)

(I always begin the year with the urge to clean out!)



Creating Your Goddess Haven: By far, the funest (I have been around young people too much!) way to declutter and make your home into a haven is with Goddess Leonie. Now -
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On the First Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me ... a box to pack the tree ornaments into???

Maybe it is just because we are all so connected now with Facebook et al, but it seems like lots of people are packing away Christmas just a tad earlier than they should be.

The 12 days of Christmas is not just a song, but refers to the time period between Christmas day and Epithany - also 
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This book lived up to my expectations - even though it has sat on my To Be Read pile for ages, sent on by my patient Bookcrossing friend Skyring.

I love stuff like this - random, ridiculous pursuits that grow from a silly idea. Other favourites in similar vein are Round Ireland with a Fridge by Tony Hawks; Living Oprah by Robyn Okrant and Join Me! by Danny Wallace.

In the spirit of the book 
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These made it off my Wishlist Board and into my home :)



While this made it off my Inspire Me Board and onto my leg!!!!





And this did inspire me to cover a table with Scrabble letters with the same technique:




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May all my friends and family enjoy this glimpse of the past, enjoy the present and look forward to the future.

Merry Christmas!






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I was at an event the other day where a woman made a disparaging remark about someone she knew who had 300 Facebook Friends, saying she never made time to see any of them so they weren't really friends.

I chose not to announce I have over 1200 Friends, as I got the feeling she wouldn't understand!

So - I got to thinking and wondering if I should hurriedly cull my Friends list just to people I
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They seem to come in waves, working their way through my Google Reader. Stories from the World (but mostly the US, UK and Australia) about women erroneously told they cannot breastfeed in some public space.

The stories tend to come in similar installments:


The mother's outrage
The apology
The opinions
The protest


For some reason, the second point rarely gets the coverage the others do and 
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Frodo



Merry

 Frodo was bonded with Second Daughter, while Merry bonded with First Daughter. As both daughters have left the family nest, the cats have made other arrangements - Frodo substituting myself and relocating to our bedroom, while Merry maintains First Daughters bedroom, now 
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