tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17555151632001370492012-02-16T16:43:52.883-07:00Hello, I'm Sherrie. This is my blog. My virtual journal, my therapy substitute, my connection to old friends, my link to new friends, my life support.Sherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03380959865544480160noreply@blogger.comBlogger5391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755515163200137049.post-47301134589410124192011-08-25T12:00:00.000-06:002011-08-25T12:00:51.523-06:00

How do I fit six months worth of thoughts into one post?  Impossible.  But, since I am sitting at my computer (a rare thing, these days), trying to write a song, and getting stumped, I thought I'd distract myself with my long, lost blog.  I was asked, yesterday, to write an arrangement of "How Great Thou Art" for a funeral tomorrow.  That's actually a couple of things I haven't done in a long,

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I just wanted to put in another plug for my cousin's little girl, Faye's fundraiser, coming up on Saturday, July 9th, at North Layton Jr High, in Layton, UT. Here's the link to read about all of the events, and register! http://fayesfight.blogspot.com/p/fundraiser-0709.html It's going to be a lot of fun, and for a great cause! Here's a breakdown of some of the activities we're going to have

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Want to hear about my latest project? Back in January, my dear friend, Chris, who is the Primary chorister in my ward, came to me with a brilliant idea. She thought it would be nice to have the monthly scriptures that the primary learns to be set to music. So for the past six months, I have been writing little one liners for the primary scriptures. I can't keep them to myself, so I wanted to let

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I think I've gotten really, really good at fitting all of my blubbering idiocy into a one liner and posting it on facebook.  I think that's the real reason I haven't posted on my blog in so long.  But for the sake of not looking like one of those dorks who posts 8 times a day on facebook (I think I only posted 7 yesterday, so I'm pretty sure I'm safe), I thought I'd put all my random thoughts on

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I just wanted to send everyone over to my cousin Stacey's blog.  I love her so much, and my heart goes out to her family. Stacey just had her 3rd baby on April 4th.  Just one week later, her sweet little 3-year-old girl, Faye, was diagnosed with AML Leukemia.  She just started her first round of chemo, and will be in the hospital for at least 6 months. Please, go visit her blog, read her story

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From the brilliant 9 year old mind of K.

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You know, I've been meaning to sign in and write something for over a month.  I don't know if it's because I really have nothing to talk about, or if I've just gotten out of the habit, but I don't even think about blogging anymore. I've been thinking about why something that used to usurp so much of my life and energy has fallen so far on the back burner that its practically non-existent.  There

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I got an email today from one of the higher-ups of the company, doTERRA, that I buy my essential oils from.  I have becoming increasingly more inspired by what these oils have done, and continue to do for my and my family's health.  About a month ago, I got really sick.  Right before Christmas.  The week before we were supposed to leave town for a business trip, that meshed into a family trip,

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I got a new i-Touch for Christmas. And my kids have taken it over. I found today that it has 450+ photos and videos on it. They've been having a lot of fun, apparently. This video was a sweet surprise. There are probably 5 "cooking shows" from my little guy making different 7-yr-old friendly food items.I get such a kick out of the brilliant, creative mind of that boy.

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Why does all the crazy stuff only seem to happen when my husband goes out of town?  Fall is kind of his crazy time of year.  Business slows down, so that's when the company schedules all of its business meetings and trips.  C left for Florida on Tuesday morning.  I've gotten used to it.  I've lived with his traveling alot for many years now.  But a girl can only take so much chaos on her own.

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I'm trying to get back into the swing of things, blogwise.  I really am.  So, I'm cheating and copying someone else's idea, because the creative side of my brain has completely shriveled up lately.  Here you go, thanks to Amber and Sarah. 1. Last beverage: Water. 2. Last phone call: My neighbor, calling to tell me her daughter can't babysit because she broke her leg.  3. Last text message:

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My newest CD, Piano Hymns, has just been released is ready for YOU to hear it! I joined a group of amazing pianists in this compilation CD. Piano Hymns has a variety of beautiful piano hymn arrangements that are perfect for a peaceful Sunday afternoon. You are going to love this! Plus these CD's will make great Christmas gifts! If you'd like to sample the music, click on the player below,

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I'm serious!  Although, I really have no basis for judgement, being that I've never seen the inside of an orthodontist's office in my life. And I'm thankful for that, believe me.  But, if my teeth ever suddenly went crooked, or say, my kids need braces, THIS is the place I'd go. Pobanz Orthodontics.  So much more than a place to get braces.  Last Friday, I attended a fun little event put on by

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Even though I'm the world's worst dancer, and I've been told by many a choreographer that I have two left feet, and even though our ward "talent" show was on my son's 7th birthday, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to humiliate myself in public, while jamming out to some ABBA. You've been warned.

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Hi Friends-- I'm forwarding this message to you from my friend Elisa, owner of Mormon Mommy Blogs. MMB is holding a FREE event on Friday, November 5th from 10am to noon, for bloggers in the Davis/Weber county areas. It will be located in South Ogden and there will be short presentations on what to look for when shopping for Orthodontists, How to write a review post and SEO Blogging Tips. You

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I have completely lost my blogging mojo.  Not so much that I want to delete my blog, but definitely so much that I have lost all desire to write anything or post anything on my blog.  Recently (i.e. 2 months ago), I started a project of turning the past 3 years of my blog into a book.  I started 2 months ago, and the last time I worked on it, was 1 month and 28 days ago.  Maybe the season of

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I remember the days of oldYounger smiles and longer daysUntil everything turned so bitter cold,When I was shadowed from the Sun's rays. Each day became a frightening nightwith each word of bitter hate.When darkness smothered all the lightI had to escape before it's too late. My only hope was a simple thoughtThe memory of a former lifeRemember something I'd been taughtto help me through my pain

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Here we go again--tearing at each other like untamed beats.somewhere, in the jungle,too blind with anger to see the end,strong arms of this everlasting pain.It's time to make a change.Break the ice and melt it all away.find our way back home.we've made promises we couldn't keep,but it's not too late, love will lead the way.time can only tell which way our sun will turn.One day it may rise on some

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Retired early to my bedLong message in my headWake up early, be not weary,Invigorate my soul, instead. A tender moment in my youthLearning to live with manner and cooth.The hardest years of adolescence,Trying to find the hidden truth. Sons and daughters of the fold,Brothers and Sisters, true and boldWith love in heart and faith in handThese gentle people shall not grow old. Find the keys to my

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Technically, and practically, Yes, yes, I do.  And I found one that would give me a two week trial period for FREE!! (wouldn't it be awesome if that were really true?)  I don't have a real free Nanny.  Just one for my computer. I downloaded a free trial for Net Nanny after a very informative combined Relief Society/Priesthood lesson about protecting our children from the dangers for

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I can hear that old pianoand the voice rings in my earsI close my eyes and restit's not very comfortablebut it will doThat big machine and going EastI hear the rumble and whir of the roadFeel the heat of the nightNot too happyCried too much, in factBut that part is over.But something still lives oninside us.Gone swimmingdon't want to get wet.Think of yesterdayand think of tomorrow.What will it

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A curious breeze,creeping through a looming clumpof evergreen pine and everchanging aspen,whistles a merry tune of wonderas it seeks ins non-existent destination. Life is a circle of searching and longingfor a final place to sit and restand converse with the dew and mosses,which reside peacefullyupon their rocks and flowers. This breeze longs to soar into the skies,bluer and clearer than

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Don't worry, it's just another session of filing complaints with the universe.  Just needing to get some things out. I'm sad. Maybe it's because it seems like everyone I know either has a baby, just had a baby, is having a baby, or at least still has a fertile womb in which they could possibly have a baby.  Life isn't fair.  Why am I so baby hungry?  Why can't I just accept my fate that I am no

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My kids say the darndest things, so here are a few examples: May 2010; TJ said: "Mom, I could count to 300. I could keep counting forever. Even when I'm a sleep." Mar 2010; C said: "TJ, why don't you have some more bacon?" TJ: "I can't! I'm full of it!" C: "Yes, you are." Mar 2010; TJ sang: ♫"Should I give up, or should I just keep chasin' Cavemen?"♫ Mar 2010; Mom: "Who wants to come

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June                                         B's 5th Birthday Bees game (on B's Birthday) Wolf Creek (our luxurious family vacation in Ogden, UT) Baseball, baseball and more baseball! This is the Place Monument with cousins! K and B singing at the Gateway Playing in the fountain at the Gateway July

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Since I haven't really blogged much this Summer, and since I stopped scrapbooking when my baby was 2 months old (did I mention she started kindergarten this year?), I've decided to get in gear and catalog our Summer's activities via a picture diary.Since the kids have now gone back to school, I really thought I'd have all this time to catch up on things, like posting pictures to my blog; creating

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It's a wonder what a friend can doto lift you up when you're feeling blue.A shining smile to brighten your day,a friendly "Hello, come out to play."A pat on the back, a shake of the hand,A meaningful hug can make you feel grand.Because of the greatness I've felt from your touchI'd like to say Thank you, I love you so much.And in return for your glorious deed,I'll always be there for you in time

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A shaft of lightsneaks into a shattered window.Golden ribbons embrace the bitter darkness.Fallen beams and a worn pulpit;an old chapel, defeatedin its battle against time,awaits renewaland awaits it patiently, slowly disintegratinginto its own lonely darkness.Then comes a light,a glorious beam, seeking lost soulsand radiating its warmth and brightnessthroughout the sinking room.Sharing its beauty

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Time. The ever elusive concept we all spend chasing, and never quite catching, for, it seems, our entire lives.I've been doing a lot of thinking about it lately. This week is our last week of Summer vacation. School starts next Monday. And I'm finding myself in complete panic mode. Where did the time go? What happened to August? July? Three months seems like such a long time on June 1st. It seems

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A door swings open, exposing nature's ingredientsa strong gush of wind is blown into a mess of hairpiled up into a ponytail on top of a head.Two feet step swiftly down cemented stairsand, reaching the bottom,bounce into a monotonous rhythmic step.The steps grow quicker, closer together,moving gracefully, pounding on the cold, rocky pavement.Tall towers of green, little figures full of laughterare

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I will be guest posting today over here:(click the pic to go there or click http://www.oneshetwoshe.com/)I'm talking about thyroid malfunction, the symptoms, and some natural remedies that I've researched over the past few months. Go check it out!!!

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Remember when I told you about my neighbor boy? The one who is sick with Aplastic Anemia? Remember that our awesome neighborhood is putting together a little fundraising shindig for him?Well, that "little shindig" isn't so little anymore. It's going to be HUGE!! And it's this weekend! So, here's my little reminder to all y'all to come join in the fun, and help support such a worthy cause!

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Somewhere, in some far off placethere is a wood.A quiet grove of trees, looming above a mysterious breeze.In that wood there is a brookthat creeps independentlythrough the silent productsof nature's promiscuity.it glides through pastures of exquisite greenand through forests hidden,exploring the unknown.This winding brook,bubbling with a sagacious gurgle,searches for stability and

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I took a Sunday nap yesterday. And apparently while I was dead to the world, my little one fell and scraped her arm.This is how Dr. Dad took care of her.There ain't nothin' that a little paper towels and duct tape won't fix!

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I'm really excited to tell everyone about this amazing event...all put together to help one incredible boy.My neighbor, friend, and visiting teacher's 14-year-old son, Davis Cox, was diagnosed with Aplastic Anemia this past March. Since then, his health has rapidly declined, and he has spent countless hours in treatments, and in the hospital. I can't tell the story as well as Gayle or Davis can,

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Well, I didn't actually go to therapy with my family, per se. But, I did haul a truck load of camping gear, and my husband and children up the canyon. Close enough.There is something so therapeutic about being in the mountains. I not some new age-y, hippy, tree-hugging fanatic or anything, but being "one with nature" is so....cleansing. Eye opening. Talk about your back-to-basics,

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I have no words. But I need to rant. One last time. Then, I promise I'll quit complaining. I had high hopes for a change. I left my doctor's office last Tuesday in high spirits. Hopeful that the fact that my blood tests came back lower than ever meant there was an actual, tangible, scientific reason for me feeling so lousy all the time. And hopeful that the fact that my doctor

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I intended to go for a run on Monday morning. But I was so tired from all the partying we'd done on Saturday and Sunday with all of the 4th of July festivities, and I just couldn't bring myself to even set my alarm for 5 am. So, my intention was to go for a solo run while my hubby, who had the day off work, went to the park to play football with his buddies. He plays every Saturday. And he takes

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Hand over the bananas and nobody gets hurt!

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I bet you thought you knew everything there was to know about me, didn't you? I profess that my life is an open book, and for the most part, it is. But, I have a few quirks, and I'm going to let it all hang out today. 1) When I'm walking in an open space, I have fantasies about being able to do back flips. I was in tumbling when I was little, and I think I may have done a back handspring once

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Feel free to repost as needed.

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As I posted on my facebook page today...I am experiencing a rare phenomenon today. Yesterday, my SIL texted me, reminding me that it was her baby's 1st birthday, and they were going to Cherry Hill to celebrate it, and wanted to know if we wanted to come. I said, sure, and enjoyed the opportunity to have some leverage to slave drive my children. Together, we cleaned out the toy room, cleaned the

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Do You Think Blogging Has Changed You? How?I've been doing some serious soul searching. And I've been trying to prioritize my life. When I came across the part of me that blogs, I had to take a step back and really think. Two years ago I was all fired up about blogging, and the sense of community, and all of the great women I'd gotten to know through it. I think I may have gotten carried

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I've been talking about this a lot lately, but when you pour your whole heart and soul into something, it tends to be on your mind.Sometime in February, I got a call from my friend, Elisa. She said she went to high school with this guy named Braden Bell who had written a book, and who wanted a song written to go along with it. She said she'd told him about me. (I love it when my friends network

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This space reserved to blog about the awesome conference (after I've had time to get hazmat here to clean up after the tornado that hit inside my house while I was gone).For the past several months, I have watched my best friend, Elisa, stressing, eating, sleeping, and breathing this major endeavor she has taken on. I've listened to her ideas, and stood in absolute awe, watching her take on, and

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The Road Show by Braden BellMy rating: 5 of 5 starsI was honored when I received a phone call informing me that Braden was interested in having me write a song to go along with his book. Little did I know what an amazing journey accepting that request would be for me.In order to capture the feeling (and the lyric) for the song, Braden sent me a copy of the manuscript. At first, I skipped right

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It was May 26, 2000. A Friday. I awoke promptly to the sound of my alarm at 4:00 a.m. When normally, I would have pushed snooze a couple dozen times, I arose immediately, surprised at the restful sleep I'd had, despite thoughts of excitement and anticipation swimming in my head.I hurriedly made my way from my bedroom in my parent's basement to the bathroom to take a shower. Four months before I

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I waited to post about all of the exciting things that happened to me this week until my random post. And now I'm thinking it's too little, too late. The moment has passed. The adrenaline is expired. I've come down from my high.And now I don't feel like it.I woke up this morning with a sick feeling in my stomach. (No, not morning sickness). It's just that gnawing feeling. I don't know. Feels like

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Life is crazy. There's no time.But, if you still want to get your Sher fix for the day, I'm posting over here today, at Or So She Says.They have an awesome blog. Go check it out!

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I had started writing a post entitled "Tra La, it's May!" And as I sat listening to Julie Andrews (as Queen Guenevere) singing inside my head, I had an epiphany. Ok, not really an epiphany as much as a sudden wave of dispute and rebellion. Tra La? Bull Butter! (that's my new favorite phrase, by the way). May has got to be the most INSANE month of the year. It's by far worse than December. Because

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We found a bird's nest filled with baby birds in our Barbecue on Sunday afternoon. They look like they are brand new, freshly hatched! I almost wish we had found them a few days earlier, while they were still eggs, so we could watch the whole process. The kids think it's the coolest thing ever!

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Do you know just how Beautiful you are? A few months ago, my husband and I were on a trip for work. It was the final night of the conference, and we were getting ready for the closing ceremonies and dinner. It's one of those fancy dinners in a swanky hotel where the women dress up in evening gowns, and the men wear tuxes. It's also where us hicktown Utahns (or at least me) feel like frumpy

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I decided not to do a Random Sherisms post today. Mostly because I don't have much to talk about, unless you want to hear about all the soccer and baseball and softball games, piano lessons and recitals, dance and singing group recitals and karate belt tests we've been going to. I promised to stop complaining, so I shall.Instead, I've been thinking of some random questions to ask you.Here's

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I just watched this....I've seen people all over the place writing about it, talking about it. I don't know why it took me so long to watch it, but now I did.And I am humbled. I will stop complaining now.

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I'm pretty much inches away from being committed for clinical insanity. I don't have time to think straight, let alone, blog.But, this post pretty much describes how I've been feeling lately, even if it was forever ago, and for different reasons.Originally posted March 2008:I'm skipping church today. I've had this weird stomach thing all week. I don't know what it is. C keeps saying, with all the

Sherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03380959865544480160noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755515163200137049.post-83925847592829736942010-04-30T04:45:00.000-06:002010-04-30T04:45:00.197-06:00

Ho boy, has it been one of those weeks! Do you get those? You know the ones that feel like they may never end, and you have no idea how you are possibly going to get through it?I went to bed last night feeling all dark and twisty inside. Not in a depressed way, although, with all this ugly rain and snow today, I feel a little case of the SADs today. No, I'm just feeling stressed.We are just way

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First off, no, I didn't run in stilettos. But it'd be pretty cool if I could!No, no, but I did run the Thanksgiving Point Half Marathon this past Saturday. After overcoming a brutal bout with strep throat earlier in the week, this was no small feat, let me tell you.In fact, I was so darn miserable, my whole life had to be put on hold. But, I'll be darned if I was going to skip out on my training

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To Spank or Not to Spank?I know, it's a touchy subject. (Ha, ha, pardon the pun). And I am not here to defend my position on the matter, or to judge anyone's parenting styles, nor am I here to have my parenting styles judged. I had a brief conversation recently with an acquaintance about this, and it got my wheels turning.Originally, I was only planning on posting this as a forum to people to

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I went to that one shindig with those one people, and those other people. I'll be honest, I was a little nervous, and star struck and all of that. Part of me didn't want to go, because I totally felt like the little girl at the big kid's table, but then we got there, and Oh boy, did I have a Blast!I met some new people, some of which, I didn't get your blog addresses, so sorry, if I don't link

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I'm having a moral dilemma today. I can't decide if I should get up off my bum, go outside and finish up my weeding, so I can be ready for C to help me spread bark tomorrow, or if I should stay on my lazy bum and catch up on all of the TV shows I'm behind on watching.What d'ya think?____________________________________________________I haven't been completely useless today. I opened up my

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Alright. Most of you know me well enough now, to know that I have a thing with exercise. I like it. And I do it A LOT. And despite my uncontrollable sugar addiction, I do try to eat fairly healthy. And yes, for most of my life (until recent medical events occurred) I've had a pretty fast metabolism. I've never really had to struggle with my weight. At least not too much. You also should know by

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*sigh*I'm sick. It sucks. My whole head is full of mucus. So, I can't think straight to save my life. I'm edgy and agitated.And it's Spring Break. And my kids are making. me. CRAZY!They spent the night last night at my Mom's house and had a huge slumber party with all their cousins. I went home at 7:00 and went straight to bed. It was nice. I woke up this smorning (yeah, I said smorning) at 9:30.

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First of all, I have to say sorry for my last post. I'm pleading temporary insanity. I think I was having a blogging identity crisis. But, I'm better now. I will go back to posting pictures of my kids doing funny things.For the record, I did NOT receive any extra blog traffic for posting the names of a bunch of controversial famous people. It doesn't work. Oh well.**************************Oh boy

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I've decided I need more blog traffic. I want to be popular like all my popular friends. I think as far as blogland goes, I'm like the kinda dorky girl, who thinks she's part of the in crowd, because all of the popular girls are nice to her at school, but they really don't think she's really their friend.So, after reading a few blog posts this week, I've decided I just need to talk about more

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The wind is howling outside right now. I can hear the deck chairs scooting around and banging into each other. I'm hoping the kids brought in their jackets after jumping on the tramp last night because otherwise, they're long gone.I hear the violent whispers outside my window, and I feel a chill. It reminds me of one of my very first memories as a young child.It was Easter, 1983. I was five years

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I've been meaning to sit down and write a post for a week. But, really, it's only for the sake of writing a post. I really have nothing to talk about. Life is moving along.Do you ever feel that pressure? Like you are supposed to write something on your blog on a regular basis or you're letting your readers down? (Ha! What readers?)I know you've (my readers) dwindled and perished due to lack of

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TJ: "Look, Mom! I can lick my armpit!"Me: "You can lick your what?!"TJ: "My armpit! Look!"Me: "EWWW! Don't do that!"TJ: "But, it's cool, Mom!"2 seconds later...Me: "Wait, do it again, I have to take your picture."Click, click.Me: "Now, never do that again, that's so gross!"Boys!

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My kids love eggs. All of them. I think it might actually be the ONLY food item that everyone in my family likes.I was feeling slightly less stressed and chaotic this morning than usual...KJ actually caught the bus for the first time this week...so I had 2 seconds before I had to leave for the gym, so I actually made green eggs for the 2 little monkeys.See? I'm such a fun Mom.Happy Leprechaun Day.

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First, let me apologize for the misinformation I gave you on Thursday. I thought my post was going up that day, but it was bumped. You will be able to read my post on MMB on Monday.************************Since our last virtual rendezvous, I've kept myself pretty darn busy. About three weeks ago, we threw a bridal shower for C's brother's bride-to-be at my house. I got a little gung-ho crazy,

Sherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03380959865544480160noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755515163200137049.post-38639359942067071602010-03-11T08:30:00.001-07:002010-03-11T08:33:26.838-07:00

...at least not in blogland. I'm sorry I've been MIA, but I've been IN.SANE.ly busy. I really don't even have time today to be writing this post. I've been meaning to write a post illustrating what I've been doing for the past few weeks, but I just can't find the time to do it. Maybe later.I just wanted to get on here and let you all know I am posting today over here at 11:00 am. Later.

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If you didn't read my Mexico post, well, go read it. Then come back, this will make more sense if you do.Well, I couldn't figure out how to put the DVD I got from the cruise line into my computer and post only the portion with me singing, so here is the video that C took while I sang. It's not great quality, and it dark, and the singer kinda sucks, but you get the idea.Please no making fun of

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Do you ever wonder which phrase came first? What happens in Mexico...or what happens in Vegas? Hmmm...... Anywho....last Sunday C and I, among friends, coworkers and customers, boarded the Carnival Splendor, and headed out to sea on our way to sunny Mexico! Here we are at port before boarding the ship. That is the infamous Queen Mary behind us. This is our ship. This is my Hollywood paparazzi

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It's been a long and exciting two weeks.As you can tell from my amazingly creative title, I am feeling very...uh...creative. Or not.On January 31st, C and I hopped a plane to Miami, FL for a work meeting we attend every year. Sunday night, we went to the Pro Bowl. It was fun. I forgot to bring my camera, so you'll just have to take my word for it.It was a little different than NFL games I've been

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It's SuperBowl Sunday! C and I are boarding our Cruise ship as we speak, hoping to find a Superbowl party, once we're on board.But, if you recall, we actually went to the Superbowl last year. And I think everyone needs to hear the story of our trip at least once...or twice. So, I'm reposting it. (It may be long, because I originally posted the story in two separate posts, but I'm just doing it

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Today is my hubby's 35th birthday.And I just wanted to tell him how much I love and appreciate him.35 Reasons why I'm so grateful to have C in my life:1- He's the handsomest man in the world!2- He makes me look good, cuz he's so good lookin'3- He makes me laugh everyday4- He gets me5- He puts up with my drama6- He is the most patient person I've ever met7- He works really hard to provide for our

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Auf Wiedersehen! Goodbye! Ciao! Arrivederci! Adios! Au revoir! ごきげんよう！Good Riddance!Etc, etc, etc....I'm leaving on a little excursion for some R & R with the hubs.See ya on the flip side!

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The Great and Terrible, Vol. 3: The Second Sun by Chris StewartMy rating: 5 of 5 starsWow. Just...Wow.This book terrified me to my core. I laughed, I cried, I stayed up late into the night, my heart pounding, as I turned the pages, wanting more. It haunted me long after I closed the book.I'm dying to know what happens next, but I'm scared to know at the same time.There were parts of this book

Sherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03380959865544480160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755515163200137049.post-76052970176740102922010-01-28T18:37:00.003-07:002010-01-28T18:52:15.506-07:00

Let me start by laying out a little disclaimer. I really do like American Idol. I totally love Simon. He's awesome. Randy is pretty cool. And I definitely like Kara better than Paula. I'm glad Paula's gone.Ok, honestly, I couldn't care less about the judges, or the show. The only time I ever voted, was once a few years ago, when KJ was like 5 or 6, and she really wanted to vote for Jordan Sparks.

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I need to blog about this. I need to talk about it. I need your support and input. And maybe putting this out there will give me the tools to do what I need to do. Maybe, we'll see.Last Friday, I called my gyno and made an appointment to get my IUD put back in. I've decided I'm at peace with being done having babies. My baby will be 5 in June, and I've been instructed by my endocrinologist to

Sherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03380959865544480160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755515163200137049.post-46990502209656772212010-01-21T13:40:00.002-07:002010-01-21T14:14:14.266-07:00

Folks, I am stumped. I am in a very serious blogging rut. I have NOTHING to talk/write about. I guess that's what happens when life is going smoothly, and you are blissfully happy...you don't want to blog, you want to live your life.In the past this blog has been my outlet, my place to vent and talk about my frustrations, and my sorrows. Well, can I just say that for the past month I have felt

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Peter wants a new baby sister. And since Mom can't make her one, she decided to make one for herself.She took a decorative iron dress holder, put her baby inside the neck hole and put one of her night gowns over top. How's that for innovative?This coming from a child who refuses to dress herself or even wipe her own bum. All the kids love the new baby sister.

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The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann ShafferMy rating: 3 of 5 starsI enjoyed this book far more than I expected to.I don't know what I was expecting, but I didn't think I'd like it so much. I finished it so fast, I was surprised, it was suddenly over. I wanted more.I adored Juliet, the main character. I loved her snark and wit, and her passion. I came to love the people

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Catching Fire by Suzanne CollinsMy rating: 4 of 5 starsLoved it!...but not as much as I loved the first book.I was annoyed that Katniss couldn't decided between Peeta and Gayle, but I found myself indecisive on who I wanted her to end up with anyway, depending on who she was with in the scene.I was all geared up for an uprising, and maybe a war, but was disappointed to find out they were just

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On New Year Eve, My SIL & BIL and I took the kids over to the Love farm and pulled the kids around on the sled behind the four-wheeler.I was trying to pretend I know what the H I'm doing with my camera and took a zillion pictures: This is the house my Grandfather grew up in. My sister in law lives there now. My husband's sister married my 2nd cousin. Small world, huh? This is my Grandpa's barn

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Santa was good to us this year. It's amazing how we continue to be spoiled even when we've all been a little naughty.I realized upon reviewing my pictures the day after Christmas that I really didn't take many pictures.But of the few that I did take (or my siblings who stole my camera took) you can piece together the evidence of our Christmas festivities.This is Peter. She's so stinkin' cute, I

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Happy New Year 2010!

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This time last week I had ALL of my laundry done. I thought to myself, Finally, I can relax. But alas, it is not to be. There is no rest of the weary.My darn kids insist on still wearing clothes everyday. I will be going through their closets later this week, so make a DI run.

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Nineteen Minutes by Jodi PicoultMy rating: 4 of 5 starsI got off to a rough start with this book. It took me 2 months to get to page 50. Then I put it down. It actually took the desire to read another book to get me to pick it up again and get through it so I could move on.I guess it was me, not the book, because once I picked it up again, I laid in bed all day reading it till I was

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You didn't know I knew Spanish, did you? Yeah, well, it helps that the song says it over and over again. I also know "Dame su dinero." I used to be a bill collector, and I called Puerto Rico, on occasion. So, Denae, if you ever defaulted on your gym membership, it was me calling you to collect.*************Can you believe its Christmas Eve? I can't. I have very vivid memories of last Christmas

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Merry Christmas!

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