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Make sure you leave me a comment letting me know you are subscribed so I can give you a nice, FL welcome.</feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-8498992631580437209</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 11:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T07:03:00.406-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Scrapbook</category><title>My Mom's Scrapbook - Part 4</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's continue our trek through my scrapbook, the one that is supposed to remind of who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Somehow, this 2-page spread never got finished... I'm not sure why exactly (care to pipe in Mom???), but it is supposed to be about my birthday parties growing up. I think I look like a pretty cute kid on the first page here and am not really regreting the fashion choice, since there is a pretty good chance my mom picked it out in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhdM6xUu7I/AAAAAAAACcU/CEytBurVRgY/s1600-h/008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhdM6xUu7I/AAAAAAAACcU/CEytBurVRgY/s320/008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And on this page, at the top, we have a picture of my 10th birthday party. My parents made a big deal out of it because it was the double-digits. I had a small sleepover with a lip-syncing contest. I mostly remember picking a Michael Jackson song (it was 1987!), cutting the finger tips off my dance gloves, and then getting in trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And in the bottom picture, was the park party (maybe 7 years old?), where I got my pink boom box radio! It was soooo.... cool! Then, my mom "stole" it and made us chase her around the park until we caught up. Or was it that we caught her when she ran out of steam? I had that pink radio forever and only gave it up when the batteries got all acidy and corroded and it became a cute paperweight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhdSa1x9JI/AAAAAAAACcc/sQkqq4C6Was/s1600-h/009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhdSa1x9JI/AAAAAAAACcc/sQkqq4C6Was/s320/009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next week I get to share photos of all my various modes of transportation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-8498992631580437209?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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So yesterday, I poured my heart out to Bruce. And then this morning, I poured it out to God (I know, wrong order). In my alone time, I prayed and asked God to make me useful here. Even if it was in ministry to my own team. I just needed to see why I was here.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;And God is so awesome that not less than 30 minutes later, he answered that prayer... and then kept answering it all day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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During our morning group time, another team member recalled a conversation she and I had the day before. In it, I had given her some practical advice that it was a good thing to do social work, pass out toys, clothes, candy, hugs, etc... but that if they didn't know WHY we were there, then all those clothes, crafts, and toys, were of no eternal value. I told her we needed to tell them we were doing these things because Jesus loves us and because he loves them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Without that knowledge, our gifts are useless. No one else saw my tears, but I knew her sharing that story this morning was God's way of letting me know I was being used. Now, she has made sure the entire team is certain to make it clear WHY we are giving these things away to meet the practical needs of Nagarote.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyone learned to say &lt;i&gt;Jesus Christo te amo&lt;/i&gt;, or Jesus Christ loves you. It isn't much, but we pray that by sharing the love that Christ has for these people, it will be easier for them to see Christ's love in us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-9148741495966151465?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/familymusings/~4/SCyiqr8LK_k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://www.familymusings.com/2009/07/answered-prayer.html</link><author>junk@brucesabin.com (Jennifer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-4005710690212550103</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 02:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-09T22:20:51.813-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Pictures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Getaways</category><title>Thursday's Pictures</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Bruce decided to give one of the bicycle taxi guys a break today and offered to take him for a drive around the block. Fortunately, there were no high hills because those are tough on these bikes. He said the hardest part of his time as a cabby was trying to turn the corner!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Slak99VWLsI/AAAAAAAACpg/D99MKbbU30c/s1600-h/thursdayafternoon005c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="thursday afternoon 005c" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlalEJ59ulI/AAAAAAAACpo/80p7f-l4g6w/thursdayafternoon005c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here he is at the end of the ride, still smiling.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlalIzkoo0I/AAAAAAAACp0/Ms7zEDSUFfg/s1600-h/thursdayafternoon015c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="thursday afternoon 015c" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlalMrl59xI/AAAAAAAACp8/xWXBiMJBdmw/thursdayafternoon015c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Charlotte blowing bubbles with Nee-Nee in front of the hotel. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlalQUhqDjI/AAAAAAAACqE/6UMPJBpkJj8/s1600-h/thursdayafternoon021c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="thursday afternoon 021c" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlalUt7H6GI/AAAAAAAACqM/A7sUNlPmr8g/thursdayafternoon021c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;See, there are pregnant women in Nagarote too! This is Liz and she is 7-months pregnant. Liz is the daughter of the family that owns the hotel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlalZR_lZ9I/AAAAAAAACqU/qAdO40cGkzE/s1600-h/thursdaybruce006c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="thursday bruce 006c" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Slalb7UzObI/AAAAAAAACqY/26Wgx9lxSIE/thursdaybruce006c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And before I knew it, Charlotte got to sit on a motorcycle for the first time. I had hoped it would be her Daddy's, but she was up and on the bike in no time. They even taught her how to use the horn!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlaleXpQv1I/AAAAAAAACqg/vjMWXUhr9PY/s1600-h/thursdaybruce016c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="thursday bruce 016c" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlalgTZyrhI/AAAAAAAACqo/0duUW_wFdEE/thursdaybruce016c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-4005710690212550103?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/familymusings/~4/hGec0WGMu6A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://www.familymusings.com/2009/07/thursday-pictures.html</link><author>junk@brucesabin.com (Jennifer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-4487002778982692156</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T21:29:09.810-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Pictures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Faith</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Getaways</category><title>Some More Random Photos</title><description>&lt;p&gt;No real order here, but as I've downloaded some photos from my teammates, I thought I'd share a few more with you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlVHlu7thYI/AAAAAAAACo0/cbK9DaqeNWA/s1600-h/diannaspicturesa009c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="138" alt="dianna's pictures a 009c" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlVHoBl_g3I/AAAAAAAACo4/sx7lhiBc87g/diannaspicturesa009c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlVHwpPzrII/AAAAAAAACo8/3S9P_dmC-vY/s1600-h/diannaspicturesa012c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="dianna's pictures a 012c" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlVHzrHplwI/AAAAAAAACpA/_s3dRbGJsQA/diannaspicturesa012c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlVH3huv0_I/AAAAAAAACpE/oIvqB2YXPa4/s1600-h/diannaspicturesa029c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="dianna's pictures a 029c" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlVH4wyKVBI/AAAAAAAACpI/W3Y3UNuOvzo/diannaspicturesa029c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-4487002778982692156?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/familymusings/~4/zlxTMoSHzLI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://www.familymusings.com/2009/07/some-more-random-photos.html</link><author>junk@brucesabin.com (Jennifer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-8184001459265657493</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T16:05:07.596-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Pictures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Faith</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Getaways</category><title>First Full Day in Nagarote</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Here are some more quick pictures to show you about our day. As usual, you can see and read more at our team blog, &lt;a href="http://missionnagarote.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Mission: Nagarote&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hanging out in the open living space in the front of our hotel&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7fj4iXvI/AAAAAAAAClk/eiRxdJGQyWc/s1600-h/mondayafternoon042c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="monday afternoon 042c" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7g5FHbiI/AAAAAAAAClo/pc59FsyGpAc/mondayafternoon042c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7j5j-igI/AAAAAAAACls/tHXW9Awmvjw/s1600-h/mondayafternoon049c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="monday afternoon 049c" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7lMcEreI/AAAAAAAAClw/eYc4sXmGAoQ/mondayafternoon049c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7pFEewZI/AAAAAAAACl0/EImWzEH4jFU/s1600-h/mondayafternoon052c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="monday afternoon 052c" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7qAc0jEI/AAAAAAAACl4/qaGctYJzxDs/mondayafternoon052c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;New friends at the train station in town.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7tg9GS_I/AAAAAAAACl8/UTTQJTQzkyQ/s1600-h/mondaybruce008c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="monday bruce 008c" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7uu1xfhI/AAAAAAAACmA/kwIWuEWlf3w/mondaybruce008c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seeing the turtles (tortugas in Spanish) that live by the oldest tree in Nagarote. She is being held up by one of the rickshaw drivers. We alo learned how to say "turtle" in Spanish sign language.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7xnhShtI/AAAAAAAACmE/7syM6xeHXDc/s1600-h/mondaybruce024c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="monday bruce 024c" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT7yhB1BeI/AAAAAAAACmI/DdFNMphqT1A/mondaybruce024c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bruce visiting a market this afternoon to pick up some more fruit for Charlotte and some crackers for himself. I was napping with Charlotte and missed the shopping trip.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT71xlvw2I/AAAAAAAACmM/cL1exFWKXR4/s1600-h/mondaybruce060c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="monday bruce 060c" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT73EpVYMI/AAAAAAAACmQ/TG1LINRa9e8/mondaybruce060c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And finally, a picture from this afternoon showing the grandparents how happy Charlotte is!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT76yjHtWI/AAAAAAAACmU/-FiucnrQsxo/s1600-h/mondaybruce097c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="monday bruce 097c" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SlT78A4nPTI/AAAAAAAACmY/TR2mGHV7xR8/mondaybruce097c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-8184001459265657493?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/familymusings/~4/6WXN4gKeeYU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://www.familymusings.com/2009/07/first-full-day-in-nagarote.html</link><author>junk@brucesabin.com (Jennifer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-1110222652476324722</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 11:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T07:01:10.739-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Scrapbook</category><title>My Mom's Scrapbook - Part 3</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today&amp;nbsp; I have two more pages from the awesome scrapbook my mom made for me more than 11 years ago. And I am going to share with you some pictures of my family after my mom remarried.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On the first page of the "We Are Family" spread, we have a picture from our family vacation to the Keys. It was the first time I had ever been there and we went camping at a beach side campsite. I remember it being really cool that we camped at the beach and had a hammock to hang out in. Our trip was over the Christmas break, which is why there is a Christmas tree inside the Margaritaville where we ate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is also a picture of our cute puppy, Alex. He was a gift to my brother and I when I was in the 7th grade, but he was really my Dad's dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sjhc1jIOguI/AAAAAAAACcE/z3982JtgqIs/s1600-h/006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sjhc1jIOguI/AAAAAAAACcE/z3982JtgqIs/s320/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The bottom photo below is of my mom's marriage to my step-dad. But you'll never hear me call him that. He is just Dad. I am sure my mom is hoping you won't click and enlarge this photo though, she wouldn't want you to see her Bride of Frankenstein haircut! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/familymusings/~4/uhlD7zTTn8M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://www.familymusings.com/2009/07/mission-nagarote-has-begun.html</link><author>junk@brucesabin.com (Jennifer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-1606015973968392711</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 10:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-01T13:55:00.850-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Scrapbook</category><title>My Mom's Scrapbook - Part 2</title><description>Last week I shared a brief overview of my life until high school, and this week I introduce you to the cast of characters that make up my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was intended to be a 2-page spread, so pretend along with me that I am showing you the pages side by side. If you are creative enough in your brain, then you will envision a headline that reads, "Ties That Bind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture of my brother and I (don't you just luv that blond hair?!) was taken with my Aunt Viola because my mom didn't want her picture taken. She sent our aunt in as a substitute mom. But that is okay, because Aunt Vi is cool. She used to listen to &lt;a href="http://www.littlefeat.net/"&gt;Little Feat&lt;/a&gt; and bought me 10 LPs for my 10th birthday. At the bottom right of this page is a great picture of my late, great-grandma Rosalind. She passed in 2006 and is now praising God in heaven. I miss her in a nostalgic sense, but otherwise know we will meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhbDvl5KnI/AAAAAAAACb0/RfSt88cb79o/s1600-h/004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhbDvl5KnI/AAAAAAAACb0/RfSt88cb79o/s320/004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here I am staring as the Flower Girl in my Uncle Joe's wedding. I have no idea how old I was, 5 maybe?? And the bottom right picture just screams early 80's to me! The car, the clothes, the hair! Ugh! Thanks for helping me remember who I was Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhbJXyK8LI/AAAAAAAACb8/zRA09znVTkM/s1600-h/005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjhbJXyK8LI/AAAAAAAACb8/zRA09znVTkM/s320/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, we'll take a look at my family after a divorce and remarriage... don't worry though, it won't be depressing. I can always find some way to make fun of my Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-1606015973968392711?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Charlotte playing "1-2-Jump," one of her current favorite games. I received a BabyCenter.com e-mail at her 21-month birthday saying it would be a couple of months before she would be capable of jumping on both feet. Guess Charlotte forgot to check her e-mail! :) She's been jumping with both feet for a couple of months already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd0393e0a6cab553" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I95hcwLyvY1lgMOLUHkQ7FTr1P_MiV2gG4FVr5dBDQHH1kuvEDv3QxewnGNiePL9BYifKXnd9Exrupdm34dK0zOe0HGFJ76SpKw-SJAD51jhf16NFHXzZKfpzFgoaP55kkB1-l3GDURGigWxNGCm_upfQdeEQq6DBtPg8YaVFTDpFm1Maom_kzS59dGbIjBaM2qgwA76S6CwU7xcMSWstqWt%26sigh%3DRPc0Ls3-nM0Fr4JefWWPZ_e7eLM%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd0393e0a6cab553%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dv6V8_e5g9wAb12yiUROblwZo8W4&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already shown you how Charlotte likes order, and this video is more evidence to demonstrate that exact thing. Notice how she carefully selects only the squares to stack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc14a439d848e361" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABjzXX0P2a8vxnDt-OvRPGB0Sj3ErG5gye-CoDaO_uq11TvHpR_XhHK4FsbzgMOUttGyfQ3b9Q1ZXaNrXI9mxYWQ9lvI0a7YlfAZVAGCb17Ptahl2hAb9OwLb_UGcpVMXqRtj_sb9YW6iR34WO18NxKIrlaXvpkUQJZrGjkJKiCuRUJM90KrKUlOj3tKzy_svjUHWllwkF0l39dqjY6K-MAxzRomLRS-wuKju13n3CYu%26sigh%3DeT4Oq-mFi_UHvpHaVR-Z07_zjt4%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc14a439d848e361%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DVnCCTtpKIWMcsH2BkezyQ_jY4jA&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, now that Charlotte has learned the sign for cook, anytime she hears me in the kitchen she runs around signing 'cook' and 'chair' so that her Daddy will bring a chair into the kitchen so she can 'help' Momma. Her cooking repertoire mostly consists of carefully supervised stirring and the sprinkling of cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4a26af00d68da5f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAEbqiT-pXmimn7VDny7-dKrsOWifA9jkuzs-Cop9Kk3n3hLaBpsP5qz5_4LW5Tr1H5bdehf23jzSnUTeRAa9KVbkw3rjWoaDBMUtGhCbPj3Y5p9FYeMzuYhGm9OMsLOs7o3xqN3HxSC4drPK53LY4jQJuCDM6MJ1WWXjeFHS_Wh7rFEO282UO6aTSgPDmDx_ExRRfdEuHh6xoH-oAzF0IDxf7JFm6ywX0mjPR9uy-D44%26sigh%3DZt3ZFG_IS9cgCTjYG4WnazPDLcg%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4a26af00d68da5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dvwmq5UA5G7J1Ce6OSPaGysXKvxw&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;
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Before that though, we have been praying for an opportunity to take her on a mission trip now, while she is still young. And for Bruce and I to go on one together (we've been separately). This Spring, God presented us with that chance. My heart is thrilled that we get to spend 10 days together as a family in Nicaragua. Nagarote to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our time there will include running a Children's Festival with puppets, games, crafts, and face painting. As well as time spent ministering to children in &lt;strike&gt;the local orphanage and patients in the local hospital&lt;/strike&gt; a local school and families in a remote village. (The itinerary changed last night, see &lt;a href="http://missionnagarote.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog sidebar&lt;/a&gt; for updates.)There will be a nightly revival meeting and a showing of the &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfilm.org/"&gt;Jesus Film&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;
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As with most short term missions, though I know we will be able to minister to some of the felt needs of the people of Nagarote, I am sure the greatest impact will be on those of us going. I am looking forward to coming back and tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the mean time, please begin praying for our group. More details about the trip and specific prayer needs will be posted at our team blog, &lt;a href="http://missionnagarote.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mission: Nagarote&lt;/a&gt;. We also plan to post daily updates during our time in Nagarote. If you use a blog feed reader, please add &lt;a href="http://missionnagarote.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt%5Cx3drss"&gt;Mission: Nagarote&lt;/a&gt; to your reader so you don't miss any of the news!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-511460211619255926?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The first one is a photo I showed you yesterday. I edited it after the 2nd lesson when I was learning how to adjust exposure, brightness, and color cast. My favorite part is how her skin warmed up and her hair color was more golden, which is more true to life. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVXRRUqUI/AAAAAAAACgw/WZFa2p3oPNQ/s1600-h/first+sewing+project+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVXRRUqUI/AAAAAAAACgw/WZFa2p3oPNQ/s320/first+sewing+project+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVdKhVnZI/AAAAAAAACg4/PkOCAMCQ6Zo/s1600-h/first+sewing+project+005+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVdKhVnZI/AAAAAAAACg4/PkOCAMCQ6Zo/s320/first+sewing+project+005+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And this is a picture of Charlotte when she was just 3 weeks old. I was camera happy back then but had no idea I would ever be taking a photo editing class! I edited this one during the black and white lesson. The increased contrast and the way the colors aren't an issue (since she was laying on a jungle themed pillow) make this one an improvement in black and white, in my opinion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVgmqg7nI/AAAAAAAAChA/0WedeLrnwtI/s1600-h/Nap+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVgmqg7nI/AAAAAAAAChA/0WedeLrnwtI/s200/Nap+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVoV1yT4I/AAAAAAAAChI/5McW9LcLhFE/s1600-h/Nap+005+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGVoV1yT4I/AAAAAAAAChI/5McW9LcLhFE/s200/Nap+005+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I've played with some other pictures, but they didn't turn out so well. Some pictures just don't convert well to black and white. Want to see an example? I knew you would. No one can resist a train wreck!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGW00ZZCII/AAAAAAAAChQ/LCy_j9Jcfjs/s1600-h/passport+arrived+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGW00ZZCII/AAAAAAAAChQ/LCy_j9Jcfjs/s320/passport+arrived+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGW8Nun3sI/AAAAAAAAChY/L9Va2e7gdx0/s1600-h/passport+arrived+008+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SkGW8Nun3sI/AAAAAAAAChY/L9Va2e7gdx0/s320/passport+arrived+008+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'll share some more images when I finish the class. I have lessons on cropping, and sharpening left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; Oh, and you can sign up for a free course to learn about frame ups and special effects at &lt;a href="http://www.jessicasprague.com/"&gt;JessicaSprague.com &lt;/a&gt;when you visit her website and use Gift Code &lt;a href="http://www.jessicasprague.com/index.php?option=com_juga&amp;amp;view=juga&amp;amp;Itemid=111"&gt;FREECLASS062009&lt;/a&gt;. I'm signed up for that one too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This post not sponsored by anyone. I just liked the class and wanted to show off my photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-8267572555118675247?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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She liked it and would have eaten more had I given them to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-8375420357337832664?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Of all the pregnancy symptoms I have experienced, admittedly very few, &lt;a href="http://digestive.niddk.nih.gov/ddiseases/pubs/hemorrhoids/"&gt;hemorrhoids &lt;/a&gt;have to be the very worst. See, everyone gets morning sickness. Vomiting might be gross, but well, we know that happens to some pregnant ladies. But hemorrhoids, those are taboo.&lt;br /&gt;
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So taboo in fact, I didn't even really know what they were until I was pregnant with Charlotte. And I certainly didn't blog about it during &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/posts.g?blogID=38916455&amp;amp;searchType=ALL&amp;amp;txtKeywords=&amp;amp;label=My+1st+Pregnancy"&gt;my 1st pregnancy&lt;/a&gt;! Being a mom now, I am almost completely over my initial hesitation to talk about all things body related. I mean, I have to look at poopy diapers at least once a day, so I can talk about hemorrhoids, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that I have conquered this idea that we can't talk about hemorrhoids, I am here to help pregnant women all over the world. I don't know the statistic, but I bet a majority of women experience hemorrhoids as a pregnancy symptom. And who wants to walk into the drug store and stand there while trying to figure out which remedy to purchase? Not me!&lt;br /&gt;
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Being the internet search genius that I am, I starting googling my problem. And I realized that &lt;a href="http://tucksbrand.com/"&gt;Tucks &lt;/a&gt;is the perfect solution. They make these nifty little round pads that can sooth the burning and itching that hemorrhoids bring. You can also buy medicated ointment to calm it all down, down there. Trust me, you are going to want that. And you probably aren't going to want to dawdle in the drug store trying to figure it all out.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know you can buy the generic "witch hazel pads" as well. And I've done that, but the &lt;a href="http://tucksbrand.com/"&gt;Tucks &lt;/a&gt;brand has these conveinent "take-along packs" that fit discreetyl into your purse.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the interest of full disclosure, I want you to know, I was already planning to write about this awful pregnancy symptom and the relief &lt;a href="http://tucksbrand.com/"&gt;Tucks &lt;/a&gt;can bring, when I received an opportunity to do so for &lt;a href="http://www.momselect.com/"&gt;Mom Select.&lt;/a&gt; In exchange for linking to them, I will be able to make a $20 donation to &lt;a href="http://globalgiving.com/"&gt;GlobalGiving.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What has been your worst pregnancy symptom?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-5949282226841855689?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Fortunately, I had a willing model and these photos are the result.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sj64Ck5r6cI/AAAAAAAACgY/LEUgMcJWfQM/s1600-h/first+sewing+project+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sj64Ck5r6cI/AAAAAAAACgY/LEUgMcJWfQM/s320/first+sewing+project+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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I'll share a page or two with you at a time over the next several weeks, with some stories to go along with the aforementioned photos. I hope you find it entertaining and want you to know, you'll be laughing with me. I've got a pretty good sense of humor about it all now. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is the first page of my scrapbook. This picture was taken of me in the 10th grade. In case you can't read the words on the heart it says, "A Mother holds her children's hands for a while... their hearts forever." Isn't that a sweet way to start? Let's all say "awwww...."&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, to jump right into the meat of my life, we have a timeline in photos. What you don't see in the "2 weeks" photo is me holding a can of Winn-Dixie Baked Beans. Apparently, the photographer thought it would be a good idea to put something Winn-Dixie related in my lap since that is where my father had just started working. Good call Mom, leaving that picture out. &lt;br /&gt;
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You can see though, by the time you get to 4 years old, I had an angelic smile! And then came high school! Does anyone like their high school pictures? Does anyone else regret their painful bang choices? At least though, I made it to graduation... &lt;br /&gt;
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Stay tuned, next week I'll get to show you pictures of all my crazy relatives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-9166863309997069052?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sj6yUX-k_cI/AAAAAAAACgI/9XK1HDaJ7JU/s1600-h/first+sewing+project+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sj6yUX-k_cI/AAAAAAAACgI/9XK1HDaJ7JU/s200/first+sewing+project+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After finally being frustrated with the state of maternity clothes for short people, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I made myself 5 new skirts (inspired in part by my friend &lt;a href="http://domesticdebacle.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-sewin.html"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;) with on sale fabric. Each of these skirts cost me about $5 and took less than 35 minutes to make (once I got the first one done, which required 2 redos).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sj6xzBtDEpI/AAAAAAAACgA/Wd95ey8YTQA/s1600-h/first+sewing+project+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sj6xzBtDEpI/AAAAAAAACgA/Wd95ey8YTQA/s200/first+sewing+project+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are they going to win an award on &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/project-runway"&gt;Project Runway? &lt;/a&gt;Not a chance. &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/project-runway/blogs/tims-take"&gt;Tim Gunn&lt;/a&gt; would be all over the fact that I used black thread for all three skirts. But the first two skirts were black and I was too lazy to switch the thread out. However, they are long enough for me to sit on the floor tailor style while playing with Charlotte and still cover me. Plus, I made them super comfy, giving my belly plenty of room to grow.&lt;br /&gt;
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To the right is a picture of me wearing one of the skirts to church yesterday. By the time I asked Bruce to take it, I had been sweating way too much in the hot, FL sun and decided I wouldn't subject you to my crazy hair and sweaty face.&lt;br /&gt;
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The short story of how I made these was to find a skirt I own with a good fit and length. I laid it out on the fabric I bought and cut around it. A real seamstress would have done things like pin it down to get an exact measurement, but, well, I'm not a real seamstress and I won't fake it for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once the skirt was cut, I sewed the 2 pieces of fabric up the sides. This was the easy part even though my lines were not cut perfectly straight. I hate pinning fabric, so instead, I ironed down a casing at the top of the skirt and sewed it down. Don't forget to leave an opening for your elastic... if not, well, then you will have to &lt;strike&gt;dig through you sewing bag&lt;/strike&gt; find your seam ripper and pull some stitches out. Not that I'd know anything about that!&lt;br /&gt;
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After the casing came the hem. I like a double-folded hem so I don't have to worry about strands of the fabric pulling loose. So, I ironed down 1/4" and then folded it again before sewing the hem up. My hems are never perfectly straight, but then again, I am not trying to sell my clothes to anyone!&lt;br /&gt;
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After the hem, it is time to thread the elastic and sew the skirt up. There are tons of easy skirt tutorials to be found on Google. Just take a look at several of them and you will have a good idea of how to do this. Don't waste your money on a pattern though... you'll basically be given instructions for how to cut out two trapezoids.&lt;br /&gt;
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Later this week I'll show you what I did with the scraps from the three skirts. Good luck! Let me know if you decide to make a skirt. I'd love to see your pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-7818004341082984888?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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She put on her coolest sunglasses and hoped onto her speedy, pink 4-wheeler. She looks ready to go somewhere fabulous, dontcha think? &lt;br /&gt;
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Since we don't buy each other fancy-schmancy Hallmark cards, I decided to create a video montage to show how far you and Charlotte have come since her very first day with us. I am so glad we get to do it again with another little baby later this year! I love you for being such a good father! Enjoy! Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;
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While in Key West, we visited the Botanical Gardens (which were free) and a few other famous landmarks (scroll down to find out which ones).&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is the happy group walking around the gardens. It was 10:30 am when we got there and already VERY hot and humid. The young lady in the background is Carolyn. She came with us because we enjoy her company and because we wanted someone to watch Charlotte a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;
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There is a neat collection of boats used in the &lt;a href="http://www.globalsecurity.org/military/ops/mariel-boatlift.htm"&gt;Mariel Boat Lift&lt;/a&gt; in 1980. It certainly made the 90-mile journey from Cuba to the US seem more dangerous when we considered the types of vessels some people traveled in. One boat we saw was simply made of styroforam and foam insulation (like you buy in a can), all bound together with tarps and steel bands.&lt;br /&gt;
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In a less sober section of the gardens, we found this recycled mermaid and tiny baby turtles.&lt;br /&gt;
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On most of our nature walks, Charlotte likes to find a rock or a stick to call her own. This walk was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;
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And what would a trip to Key West be without a stop for lunch at the original Margaritaville? Click on the picture to see those happy faces up close!&lt;br /&gt;
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One thing we did teach Charlotte while at Margaritaville was how to pretend to be a shark. She sure does make a cute shark!&lt;br /&gt;
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And finally, the Southernmost Point. Which really isn't the southernmost point. That is on the military base behind us. for civilians, this big red concrete buoy-like structure is as close as we are gonna get.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, this wraps up my blog coverage of our trip to the FL Keys. Hope you enjoyed it... stay tuned for pictures from another upcoming road trip (if I have time before we take our first airplane ride!). More details to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-6261632624381391203?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The water was exceptionally clear (which is why *I* liked it) and there were no other people on the section of beach we choose. Here are the photos of Charlotte's first trip to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her first tentative steps into the ocean, holding on securely to Daddy's hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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Getting in and giving Daddy a huge smile!&lt;br /&gt;
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Totally comfortable hanging out on her own in water that was the perfect temperature.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sitting down to look at all the tiny fish.&lt;br /&gt;
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But here is one, not so tiny fish. Isn't the water perfectly clear too?!&lt;br /&gt;
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I like this picture Bruce took more for the colors and way I am lit than for the actual representation of me in a bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bruce posing for the camera after retrieving beach toys that were floating away. Charlotte did ride on that tiny board for a while too while Daddy pulled her around. Until she fell off, then she wouldn't get back on it at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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And what would a day at the beach be without shovels and buckets? She didn't mind getting sand all over her, or anyone else who happened to be nearby. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are a few (okay, several) of my favorite pictures from that morning (because it was TOO hot to be outside in the afternoon).&lt;br /&gt;
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Hanging out with the fake alligator...&lt;br /&gt;
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Checking out the sea anenomes and hermit crabs in the (do not) touch tank.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pirates are part of the history of the Keys, so why not traipse around on a fake pirate ship?&lt;br /&gt;
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There was a cool room along the trail with drawers full of things we could touch. Charlotte has a piece of coral in her hands and also got to hold a soft sea sponge.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two cool creatures we got very close to.&lt;br /&gt;
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And finally, a family portrait at the actual point of Crane Point!&lt;br /&gt;
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Stay tuned, I'll be sharing pictures from the rest of our trip in the next couple of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-1424481213796659906?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/familymusings/~4/lX6RiboDOeg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://www.familymusings.com/2009/06/crane-point-in-marathon-fl.html</link><author>junk@brucesabin.com (Jennifer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjcF2qqYQvI/AAAAAAAACX4/yf7M-X4OpoE/s72-c/crane+point+007.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-4931044292781702899</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 11:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-17T07:12:08.207-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Pictures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Charlotte Moon</category><title>Proof That Kids Can Entertain Themselves</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sjb_q0WIGHI/AAAAAAAACXo/prLDStmm2TI/s1600-h/bucket+head+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sjb_q0WIGHI/AAAAAAAACXo/prLDStmm2TI/s320/bucket+head+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjcBCkeh2oI/AAAAAAAACXw/prKpITfRQys/s1600-h/bucket+head+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/SjcBCkeh2oI/AAAAAAAACXw/prKpITfRQys/s320/bucket+head+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry G-ma, the trash can was clean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Visit &lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1245237086567"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/6460/wordless-wednesday-my-little-carnivore/"&gt; Minutes for Mom&lt;/a&gt; for more Wordless Wednesday photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-4931044292781702899?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/familymusings/~4/riSs5llBQ-s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://www.familymusings.com/2009/06/proof-that-kids-can-entertain.html</link><author>junk@brucesabin.com (Jennifer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ME9eGxuMxiM/Sjb_q0WIGHI/AAAAAAAACXo/prLDStmm2TI/s72-c/bucket+head+003.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38916455.post-4374219273304125257</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 10:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-17T06:23:01.380-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Family</category><title>To Be Fair...</title><description>In case you missed it, I shared &lt;a href="http://www.familymusings.com/2009/05/some-new-charlotte-stories.html"&gt;a story about Charlotte's first three-word phrase&lt;/a&gt; but, in my haste to publish. left out some important details.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bruce pointed this out in a &lt;a href="http://www.familymusings.com/2009/05/some-new-charlotte-stories.html?showComment=1245159743483#c5198763786769247239"&gt;recent comment&lt;/a&gt;, but I wanted to make sure the whole story got fair representation.&lt;br /&gt;
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He wrote, "You forgot to mention that Charlotte said "Happy Mama Day," and even now you forgot to mention that her Daddy taught he that as a Mother's Day gift. And while you say it was music to your ears, you forgot to mention that you spent a good portion of the morning mad at me because I didn't say Happy Mother's Day to you soon enough in the morning. I waited until after I taught Charlotte to say it, so she could say it first. But, by that time, you were already mad at me, thinking I had forgot the day. Seems like you're the forgetful one here. :-)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38916455-4374219273304125257?l=www.familymusings.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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