tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280632002024-03-27T03:15:30.022-04:00Memoirs of a wanderer...... random thoughts from a lifetime member of the "dazed, confused and perpetually lost" club.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.comBlogger428125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-6099289211127235962013-06-08T16:02:00.000-04:002013-06-08T16:02:01.475-04:00pictures <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
A few weeks ago we got the girl's pictures taken. I was over 2 months behind in getting J's 6 months and A had just turned 3 so it was a good time. Some of these were posted on FB but I know some people couldn't see them for some reason, esp. the canadians I think. So anyway, I'm posting them here so all my family can see them and whoever else wants to. These are Cyndi Capouch photogpraphy and I think she did a swell job. Amazing what you can do with a camera (and a couple cute subjects) these days! </div>
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I think this one if J looks so much like my brother Matthew's baby pictures. Do you have one handy to compare, Rhonda? :)<br />
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Possibly this last one is my very favorite, although it's so hard to choose. I really like the first one too.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-12480811081351270672013-04-12T14:05:00.000-04:002013-04-12T14:05:30.004-04:00... in which I subject my 3 readers to 77 pictures of my 7 month old... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
... and other random shots, many of them looking nearly identical, but so what, you get lots of free pictures. be happy. </div>
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Good Friday - more pictures taken on the red couch. oh my.<br />
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Easter Sunday - it's not the red couch!<br />
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Aleah waiting for Grandma and Grandpa to get here on Easter evening. :)<br />
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Here's where lots of pictures of the actual visit should be. I'll have to get them from Grandpa and Grandma. We had a lovely visit with Dave's parents for a couple days.<br />
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The first very small return on our large investment. Aleah folding washcloths. I have her trained so well that I ask her once to do a task and she jumps right to it, completing the whole thing in record breaking speeds and doing a near perfect job ta boot! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ok, we work on all those things but here she is, with a nice big stack that she did all by herself (with the exception of needing some help getting the things flat on occasion - why is that harder than the actual folding? I don't get it!)<br />
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Jumping back to February - here's a lil craft I finally completed. I should have step by step detailed pics of the whole process but I don't. Something that a friend made and I thought was neat and she got the idea from pinterest - a cute place for all those pesky hair bows you have laying all over the house. keeps them nice and organized too.<br />
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and a not so great picture of it with the stuff clipped on. If I wasnt' so lazy I'd go take a picture of it hanging on the wall, but I don't want to.<br />
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This next picture is basically here to demonstrate that I do try to fancy her head up with bows and such on occasion, but she rips the headbands off faster than I can put them on so that doesn't work. So I stuck this one on and it looked sorta like she was wearing a small blanket on her head. oh well.<br />
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7 MONTHS! She's at such a fun age to photograph. :) you get big grins effortlessly. So I had fun playing with iphoto and didn't feel like agonizing over which ones to post so I just posted a whole wack of them. if you're displeased, take it up with my assistant...<br />
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I like this one a lot.<br />
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sisterly love - aleah really is a good big sis and loves Jocelyn a lot. It's fun to see a little bit of a relationship developing. They love to giggle at each other for no good reason and sometimes I think J saves her best laughs and smiles for A. Her face just lights up when she sees her.<br />
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She has perfected the crooked grin<br />
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possibly my favorite.<br />
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getting quite a bit of hair! not a bald baby anymore<br />
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hear ye, hear ye!<br />
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This concludes the current installment of pictures of my offsprings. Now that my baby is 7 months old, I should be working on addressing her birth announcements, instead of posting cute pictures of her. alas, that's not as satisfying. But really needs to get done. She is so close to crawling it's frightening. She doesn't yet sit up for long periods of time, but rolls and scoots all over the floor. She's definitely feeling the pressing need to become mobile in a way that I am not!<br />
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We had a rough start to our week. Monday I tried to burn the house down by letting all the water steam out of a pan with water/chicken in it. Half the house was filled with smoke and the alarm was going off and I thought it was an alarm out in the hallway before I went to investigate. duh. Later that day Aleah dumped a bottle of nail polish remover all over the table. Thankfully the finish stayed intact. it just smelled terrible for awhile. The next day somehow a red pen was left in a pocket or weaseled its way into the laundry somehow and a whole load got red ink all over it. ARG! Things looked up after that and we've managed to avoid further catastrophe. I think that's all for now. happy Friday!rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-80565236242096794232013-03-23T14:47:00.000-04:002013-03-23T14:47:52.152-04:00Trip up North, etc. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I'm feeling completely unmotivated in the clever things to write department. Maybe that's because we went on a long trip and got back a week ago and I haven't recovered. And since then my kids have been sapping every last ounce of vim vigor and vitality I had left, so pics and boring explanations will have to do, for my 2 fans who were asking for them. </div>
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We traveled to MN to watch my lil baby nephew Mervin get MARRIED. what in the world? Kids these days! They think they can do things like grow up and get married. don't know where they got that idea, but anyway... I hear hear it was a lovely wedding. I was taking care of my screaming children most of the time, so I take their word for it (one was hungry and tired, the other doesn't like loud noises, laughter, clapping, etc. so was traumatized). Anyway, the above pic is my niece hanging out with my babes at the hotel.<br />
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Keith and Hannah at the reception<br />
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Pretty cool cake at the reception - Lego teacher and roller derbyist<br />
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pretty nieces!<br />
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haha - goofy Gavin and Matthew and Rhonda<br />
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The lovely couple<br />
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Someone turned 6 months old<br />
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We then went up to Red Lake and Aleah had a blast playing in the snow with cousins and we enjoyed visiting lots of family and friends. It was sort of a whirlwind trip. We drove back from International Falls all night Thursday night. The idea was that the kids would sleep nearly the whole time, making the trip go much faster. But somehow that didn't work, and we didn't get home till Friday afternoon. UGH! Sunday night Merle and Rita and Lamar from Red Lake were on their way through to PA and stopped for supper. :) fun times.<br />
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My sister and sister in law made Dave and I this amazingly beautiful quilt for our wedding/5 year anniversary. :) I LOVE it ! The colors are off because I took these with flash in a rather dark room (see below pic) so it looks even more amazing in person. Back when my sister asked me what colors I wanted, I couldn't decide what in the world color our room would be for the next 70 years. So it ended up being lots of different colors and we can pull out whatever color our heart desires. It actually looks really nice with the orange wall that's in the place we're renting now. :) (oh, and I know you don't need 3 pics that look exactly the same, but I couldn't decide which to post, so there ya go. Also, I think the pic makes it look brighter than it is. in real life isn't more "rich" looking. Ok, I'll stop going on and on about it....)<br />
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The reason it's hard to take pics and get things put away in our room. A little person is frequently sleeping in there.<br />
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Aleah's fancy new do<br />
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doing a bit of cooking ... Ok, I guess that's all for now. somehow putting pics on my blog seemed like more fun than cleaning the house. But I spose I should do that to. Happy weekend!<br />
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So since I've been so bad at blogging the last half year or so, I guess I haven't done a real post about life with 2 kids. I put pictures on facebook, but as I was recently reminded, not all of my aunts are on facebook! :) So here's some pics for you. Can't believe we've been a family of 4 for 5.5 months now. I can't possibly catch up on everything from the last 5 months of course. So I won't try. A few highlights - having Heather (my friend from Red Lake) here for the first 3 months of Josie's life and having my niece Sara here from the week before J was born for about 3.5ish weeks. I was truly spoiled with all the help and it was grand. Jocelyn had some eating issues that were very frustrating as a newborn and until around Christmas. She was on meds for reflux for awhile, still not sure if that was the issue or not, but she's off them and doing much better. She would often not fall asleep till very late. She'd be asleep and wake up when put to bed, or wake up soon after she was put down and want to eat more and we'd repeat the process 4 of 5 times until 1 or 2 some nights. I could just about cry when I think about those days. I'm pretty sure she sleeps more now than she did when she was 2 months old. Before she was born, I imagined that she would be so opposite of Aleah in a lot of ways - just what you hear all the time - siblings are always so different, etc. But very soon after she got here I kept being amazed at all their similarities even down to the fact that as newborns they both had a plugged duct in the left eye and a slightly larger right nostril. haha. (as for the plugged duct, if that's what it is, Aleah had a goopy eye and her doc gave us drops to put in and it cleared up within days. Jocelyn had the same thing, her doc says it's a plugged duct and there's nothing to do for it other than massage it and if it's not better at age 1, do surgery. She's 5.5 months and still has it. arg! what I wouldn't give to try some of those drops!) They both had similar eating issues, although not exactly the same, and A was on meds for reflux as well. They both cry at loud noises and seem (a little too) sensitive. They both love(d) to be around people and will go to anyone. I suspect J might have a bit more separation anxiety at some point though. The biggest difference I notice is size (J is longer and not nearly as chunky as A was as a baby) and motor skills (I'm sure the 2 are related). J is rolling all over, scooting all over, and doesn't stay in one place for long. The annoying thing is she constantly flips over to her tummy, then screams because she's on her tummy and won't flip back. So playing on the floor isn't a very fun, relaxing activity for any of us. As a baby I used to lay aleah on the floor or in the jungle gym which she loved, and she'd barely move an inch. like a giant paper weight. just amuses me how they're so different in that area. so anyway, here's some recent pics - </div>
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couple weels ago - just hangin out<br />
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A few of us would get together and our 2 year olds would have a blast playing together. Then this fall there was a little population explosion.<br />
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kefir moustache and bed heaad<br />
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A rare moment of not being too upset to be on her tummy<br />
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We took a trip to Ohio last week for a grandparent's funeral (my side of the family). I should have taken many pics, but this is the only one I got - the girls with their great grandparents. After a couple days with my family we spent the weekend in Cincy with Dave's grandparents and aunt and family.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-41478483932493830592013-02-23T11:11:00.000-05:002013-02-23T11:14:03.414-05:00Canvases <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Original title, yes? So ages ago my sister was here and we had a grand time and she slaved away on my behalf doing ELEVEN, yes eleven canvases for me. I had most of the stuff, but hadn't got around to making them. I had discovered (been told but had to try it for myself) that scrapbook paper put on canvases will wrinkle pretty badly. It's true. I wanted to do a bunch more like the ones I did in Aleah's room, only I had canvases instead of wood. But scrapbook paper wouldn't cut it. Sooooo, this wasn't even one of the projects I thought we'd do while she was here, but I showed her all my stuff and she thought we could just paint them and we could make it work. So that's what happened. For those of you who have been waiting endlessly for this post, I apologize for the needless suffering I have caused! So without further ado - I present.... many many pictures of us, enlarged and modpodged! (most even hanging on the wall) </div>
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These 2 aren't pod podged over the picture so the pics can be replaced as chilluns grow up and such.<br />
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Aleah's 6 month<br />
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Family shot when A was 6 months (in case that's not obvious)<br />
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Family shot in our backyard when Jenni was here. side not - Jenni did most of the painting around the edges. I did this one after she was gone and sorta got carried away with the corners so it looks a little different than the others. also this picture was taken when it wasn't dry, so not 100% like it looks now, but who really cares I ask?<br />
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Top picture is the arrangement with these 3 wedding pics hanging up over the mantle. These pics aren't the best but hopefully enough to give an idea. These wedding pics are 12x12 canvases with 11x14 pics or close to it I think. So I had planned to use scrapbook paper as a background for the ones where the canvases and pictures were different sizes. But since that didn't work, Jenni suggested fancy painting. I liked how the edges looked with a blotchy finish instead of paint strokes, if that makes any sense. So in a flury of unprecedented role reversal, she did what I told her to do (hyperbole is perfectly legal in the blog world). </div>
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Like the lovely stick tack above the pic? Originally we tried to hang them all that way. Well, originally we did hang them that way and what followed was random loud crashing sounds (alarmingly terrifying at times when you weren't expecting it) of pictures falling to the floor. So now they are hanging with picture hanging velco - had no idea that stuff even existed, but perfect for walls where you can't or don't want to use nails. </div>
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Two more wedding pics, these for our room, 8x 10 canvases and pics.<br />
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This one should be in the following (or previous, depending on which way it posts) post - the other 5 pics hanging on the wall. Soon a 6 month pic of Josie will be added. The individual ones of the girls are 11x14 canvases with 8x12 pic (Aleahs, but I think we trimmed it), and 8x10 pic (Josie). I hope to do a family pic every 2 - 3 years and make an 8x10. Once there's too many for the wall, I'll move them to our room, or to the rec room in the basement that we don't have, or something like that.<br />
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And this one is just a bonus one of Aleah at almost 5 months, because it's one of those pics that just turned out amazing and you can't believe you actually got it with your unfancy camera - just a snapshot at the park. One of my favorites of all time. I wish you could see it in person because it really is pretty rad. This is a 11x14 canvas and picture. It would also look pretty neat bigger I think. Someday when I get a fabulous shot of J, I'll do a bonus one of her too, to preserve family harmony and such (sidenote - this is the "antique" setting on iphoto). So there you have it. As far as how we actually did them (I use the term "we" quite loosely), I believe we painted all the edges, then used a layer of modpodge stick the pic to the canvas. Oh, before that, if you have an 11x14 canvas AND picture, one would think they'll be the exact same size and all you do is plop in on there. This is a falsehood. The picture will be slightly bigger than the canvas and that won't work. So you're left needing to evenly trim a huge picture, which is what held me up in the first place. How do you get a straight edge with a huge pic that doesn't fit into your nice little paper slicer? Well, I still don't know cuz Jenni did it for me and she's amazingly talented. whew. And in the end, the paint around the edges covered it up enough that you don't notice if it's perfectly straight or not. GRACIOUS! Pardon my excessive details. So after the pic is on and dried, slather on about 3 more coats of mod podge. Then it dries and looks fabulous. For the edges we added some thinner or glaze to the brown paint and blotched it up a bit. So there you go. My little very unprofessional canvas making tutorial.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-59146688118083550252013-02-06T18:22:00.001-05:002013-02-06T18:22:07.780-05:00my days.So I've had a million posts running through my mind the last few months. It's crazy. I wanted to write about Jenni's visit. Before that I wanted to write about Heather being here for 3 months. Before that, I wanted to write about Jocelyn being born and life with 2 kids... and many things in between. Most recently I wanted to show you pictures of the beautiful canvases my sis did for me while she was here. Alas, NONE of these have made it to the actual screen. why you say? because I prioritize my time poorly and have days like the following. I was also going to write about my day last wed. but after I tell you about it, I think you'll understand why I didn't get it written down for your enjoyment. But here I am now to tell you about it - ok, as I best recall - Wednesday - the day I work all day towards getting out the door with both kids by sometime before 6 for our small group in the evening. The day started with all of us ladies sleeping in a little too late. Well, me anyway. I put together woman would have arisen and tended to her daily hygiene before the small ones arose, but today, I did not. How hard can it be, I'll just find a moment sometime when they're both sleeping or occupied to take a shower and such. So day started - I fed Jocelyn and she was laying on her change table, one of her favorite places to be. And I thought, man, I should really cut her nails, because she scratches herself so bad when they're not short. Before this I had only done them while she was sleeping, but in a lapse of mental judgement I started chipping away, until all of a sudden there was much high pitched wailing. Oh NO! Her poor thumb!!! I CHOPPED it! It bled and bled and bled and turned purple and the like. I felt awful. Sadly, it was also the thumb that she sucks to go to sleep. That's the ONLY thing she will take to go to sleep. I had socks on her hand and didnt' think it wise to let her suck a liter of blood out of her thumb to go to sleep. Around this time, Aleah was talking off her clothes to get in the bathtub (we're going to meet the public after all, time for our mid-week scrubbins) and she slipped and banged her face against the tub and got a bloody, fat lip. Finally she's in the tub, and I was feeding J with the hope that she would fall asleep enough to not need to suck her thumb to sleep. She was eating really well and dozing off and I then I heard it - the 2 year old making a horrible mess from the bathroom, dumping water all over the place in order to try to flood it. Breathing murderous threats under my breath, but not wanting to disturb the good eating that was going on, I tried to ignore it till I could go deal with it later. Put small child down, she immediately went to find her thumb to keep herself asleep and became furious that she couldn't suck it. Went to deal with the child and mess in the bathroom. youngest child will have none of the sleeping thing, so gave up and got her up. cleaned up bathroom somewhat, did normal day to day things that didn't include getting dressed or showered. Got a call late morning/early afternoon from our small group leader asking if I could bring food for tonight since the person who was going to is unable to. tonight. ok, I can do this. got ahold of dave to have him pick some things up on the way home from work. still wondering about fitting in that shower. Put toddler to bed and feed baby who again is eating well and drifting off to sleep. decide the thumb is surely healed up enough for her to suck it. can hear 2 year old goofing off in bedroom instead of sleeping, but again, don't want to disrupt the feeding so try to ignore it for awhile. baby with injured thumb takes a short nap, toddler takes none, hubs arrives home to find wife in a frantic mess of unshoweredness, at which point I take the goods he has brought, fly around the kitchen making food, fly through the shower, get myself ready to go out the door, feed baby, get 2 kids ready to go, make toddler some food to take along, we didn't even have time to eat supper and went through a drive through on the way home from small group. And we arrived late, with the food. Thankfully it was a very small group so no one cared at all. Arrived home with 2 extremely tired kids, an extremely messy kitchen/house, piles of dishes that needed to be done, but being too exhausted to care. Instead I wondered to my exhausted self... how does this happen?? Why can't I get done the most basic of things? I should have put supper in the crock pot in the morning, I should have gotten up earlier, I shouldn't have chopped off the end of my baby's thumb, etc. etc etc. And that was my day. By the end of the day life seemed tragic, but thankfully, we haven't had any quite that bad since then. It's another Wednesday and so far has gone much better. All that to say, I hope to SOON have pictures to post of canvases and also a new lil crafty project I'm working on. until then, you now where I am - curled up in a fetal position hiding from my kids.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-23542651013405217562012-12-11T14:04:00.000-05:002012-12-11T14:04:17.498-05:00Crafty <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
So this little project has been in the works for months and is FINALLY done. It all took longer than I expected, as is usually the case. Right before Heather left, in a flurry of last minute activity, we got them hung up on the wall. These are enlargements I did of Aleah's 2 year pics. I got shelving board cut, put scrapbook paper on top, modpodge, painted the sides, sanded the edges, prettied them up a bit - that's about it. Heather helped lots with ideas too. </div>
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The pics didn't turn out that great - this one has a flower button at the bottom with flower ribbon.<br />
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What would possess a person to buy a 99 cent lamp shade at a thrift store and then try to make it all pretty using scrapbook paper, ribbon, buttons, etc? Again, this took WAY longer than it should have! And when you actually turn it on, you can see the ugly lampshade through the paper. ha. I tried. And it does look rather cute when it's off.<br />
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Aleah's room looking a little more room-like, now that we've been here almost a year.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-75625218668880196682012-11-21T01:46:00.000-05:002012-11-21T01:46:08.553-05:00shamelessly stolen from my sister in law Rhonda... ...because how sad to go 3 whole months without blogging??<br />
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<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am thankful… </span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">that I'm living in a place that doesn't get as cold as the one in which I grew up, for 2 healthy adorable lil gals that make me laugh and go a little more grey each day, and for their daddy too, who reads tons of stories and changes tons of diapers and is good to his wife in many ways, but since I'm falling asleep, I can't think of a creative way to list them, and for all the amazing help I've had the last couple months, preserving that last little bit of sanity that was in danger of going far away. </span></span></div>
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<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">In the kitchen… <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">spotless counters because Heather's here. Dave and I actually had a real date tonight at a fabulous mexican restaurant that we'd never been to before, and poor Heather and Aleah ate leftovers. </span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am wearing…<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">pjs (it's almost midnight afterall)</span></span></div>
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<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am creating…</span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey;"> wall hangings/pictures to hang in Aleah's room. hope to post pictures of them soon. </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am going…<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">to go to bed very soon. should have awhile ago, but the house is so nice and quiet. </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am wondering…<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span></span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">how in the world my 2 month old can go for hours on end at times without really sleeping, and other days sleep most of the day away. And thankful she at least sleeps through the night. </span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am reading…</span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey;">lots of Dr. Suess, and random internet articles pertaining to potty training, milk production, and things of that sort. </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am hoping…</span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey;">that we'll all have a fun, relaxing weekend away getting together with my mom's family, despite that fact that we're taking our kids along. ; P </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am looking forward to…</span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">the day I don't have to deal with the intense frustration of wondering if the baby is hungry or not, why she won't just eat like she's supposed to already!!, wondering why she won't sleep, wondering why she's acting so weird, the day she'll take take 1 or 2 good naps at appoximately the same time each day, etc. etc. etc. But then I know I'll be sad cuz that means she's growing up fast and she may be easier, but she won't be my pudgy adorable little baby for long... </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am learning…<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> not to expect much of 2 month olds. :) </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Around the house…<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">watching a little "Lucy,"... Heather crocheting madly, as is frequently the case. </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am pondering…<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">how this is a very similar question to the "thinking" one... how everything will get done that needs to before the weekend?.. and not as much as usual because I'm very sleepy. </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">A favorite quote for today… </span><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">This was my favorite kid quote of the day but I put it on FB so it's probably nothing new - Aleah eating lunch and her hands got covered in yogurt, she was distressed about it - "Ohhhh, I am pretty much a mess!" </span></span></div>
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: crimson; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: crimson;">One of my favorite things…<span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: grey; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the chocolate whipping cream torte that Heather made for supper last night when Dave's parents were here. Here's the recipe in case you need it - you can thank me later. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: crimson;">http://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/Chocolate-Whipping-Cream-Torte </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">Another favorite thing - replaying in my mind Heather's reaction when I told her I had dog jaw and that she should feel it. It really was mean of me. terribly mean. I was expecting her to just jump a little, not scream and flail about. mean. very mean. </span></div>
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rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-59013935587989479942012-08-21T15:15:00.001-04:002012-08-21T15:15:53.218-04:00Good gracious, it really has been awhile. Wonder if anyone even checks anymore... sigh. Where in the world to start? Crazy to think that the summer is winding down already. Dave is off at his first day of teaching. We've been frantically trying to get all ready for baby before he has to go back to work, but as usual, there's still things to do. July flew by, as I knew it would. We packed it full of wonderful time visiting family and friends. I've been meaning to put pics on FB for weeks now and it hasn't happened. But anyway, we went to upstate NY to be with Dave's mom side of the family and celebrate his grandfather's 90th birthday. The whole family was together and it was great to be able to make the trip. Aleah struggled with some car sickness and throwing up, which didn't exactly shorten our travel time. We were already stopping a lot to allow for preggo lady to walk and such, so anyway, we traveled like old foggies, but eventually got to where we wanted to be. We were able to spend some time with my wonderful friend from college, who also lives right by my aunt and uncle and family. Was good to see where she lives and teaches school. And spend time with family I hadn't seen in a long time. Dave's grandpa seemed to enjoy all the celebrations and it was wonderful being with all of them as well. Aleah got sick while there, just had a fever for 2 days and then that was that. We were home for about 2 days, did laundry, got all packed up again, and headed for Red Lake. Dave finally got to see it in the summer which was very fun. We had our family camp out the first weekend, then spend the week in Red Lake. Always wonderful to be with family, but never enough time to really see everyone and spend enough time with them. It was great to be out on the lake, go out in the boat, etc. We were able to take in the annual Norseman Festival, which has decreased in size and excitement since I was a teenager, but oh well. :) It was still fun. We arrived home, again, setting no speed records, but did make it. I'm so glad we went. At times I questioned our sanity, but the time with family was worth it. As for what's been going on since we got home, hard to know. haha. Obviously getting ready for baby and doing lots of rearranging has been going on. Aleah is now sleeping in a big girl bed and it was the smoothest transition in the history of humanity. sigh of relief. She likes going to bed, and stays in bed till we come get her out - hasn't occurred to her yet that she could conceivably crawl out on her own, and I'm just fine with that. It's not like we told her there's alligators on the floor or anything. So we're trying to make her room into a big girl room, and trying to fix up a space for baby wherever she'll fit. :) I have to keep reminding myself that having a beautifully decorated nursery is more for the parents than the baby anyway, and she doesn't really care where she sleeps. She'll start out in our room and we'll go from there, and she has some hallway space as well that we'll try to make sort of cute (not really hall, but not a room either, hard to explain...). More important is trying to agree on a name for small human. gracious. We might just wait till she's 5 and let her name herself. Whenever we ask Aleah what we should name baby sister, she either says "Aleah!" or "Come out Baby!" hmmmm.... "Kummoute" - that could be pretty. Um, what else. July was miserably HOT, even in Canada. I said to Dave - "I'm going to pray for a cool August." He laughed and said that I wasn't going to get a cool August in the midwest. ha! And wouldn't you know, it has been GORGEOUS for weeks. We've had many days in the 70s and very few if any in the 90s. SO nice! Well, I'm feeling as though this is all pretty boring. Just wanted to say hey and I guess I've done that, so maybe I'll go now. It's a lovely day and we really should be outside enjoying it, not on the computer. :)rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-61642170912245634612012-07-01T20:10:00.000-04:002012-07-01T20:10:06.872-04:00quick update<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'll try to be quick here while I actually have some internet. We had a
big storm a few days ago and our internet went out. I guess there's a line down
in our back yard and we won't have service back till Tuesday probably. This is
really cramping our style. So how am I updating my blog you ask? Well, we can
tap into someone’s internet around here, but the service is exceedingly
unreliable. So anyhoo, about said storm, it’s fun sitting in your doc’s office
when everything suddenly goes completely black. It didn’t last too long that
time, but before I left, it went out again for a longer time and I was sitting
there waiting for it to let up before I could leave. Driving home was insanity.
It sort of reminded me of baton rouge after Hurricane Gustav – most of the
businesses had lost power and were all dark inside (naturally), and the traffic
lights were out so driving was madness. I almost got rear ended by an obnoxious
and rude semi. Anyway, it was good to be home after all that.</span><br />
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Target with me and I was getting insect repellent. She asked to see it and
clearly without using my head, I handed it to her. It wasn’t sealed. She
twisted the cap off in seconds and dumped the bottle ALL over before I even
knew what happened. And it was STRONG smelling. And made a huge mess. We
dripped our way to the wipes section and bought some and then dripped our way
to check out. I confessed her sins to the clerk who was very gracious and
didn’t even make me buy the stuff she dumped everywhere. She brought me a clean
cart and there was no way her bug spray soaked clothes were getting in the car,
so I pushed my necked 2 year old to the car, feeling like a real winner (she
had shoes and a diaper on at least). The smell permeated the house for quite
some time after we got home. So gross. It was a super duper fun shopping trip
for sure. Today after church she was running in the gym and tripped and whacked
her forehead and got an impressive bloody nose. She got blood all over her and
Dave’s clothes. Hope it comes out. Fun times for her. I’m pretty sure she’s
never bled that much, but all seems fine. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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A recent conversation: D: "What's on your foot?"<br />
R: "It's a pea."<br />
D: "Why are there peas on your foot??"<br />
R: "Because Aleah had peas for lunch. Look, there's more on the other foot." Makes perfect sense to me.<br />
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The last couple days turned rather crazy. It was like there was one thing going on and then another and then before you knew it, you were dashing around like a mad woman all day. 2 hour glucose test (which always take longer than 2 hours), ultrasound, Bible Study with new friends, making food to take to people, getting pictures taken of small offspring, etc, etc. It all sorta piled up. So let me just tell you about yesterday because I think there's a couple of you who might get a kick out of it. I was taking food to 2 different families from church. I was trying to keep it simple, but um, yeah, that rarely works with me. And things just always take longer than you think they will. I also decided to try making bread for the first time, with my handy dandy new kitchen aid mixer. I know, it's not a bosch, but I've still been pretty happy with it so far. =) Anyway, realized I didn't have everything I needed for that, so Dave went to the store while I did other prep stuff. Finally got the bread going. huh, this isn't too hard. The mixer is huge. Our counters are high and narrow, and the mixer fit doesn't under the ledge where the cupboards stick out, if that makes sense. So the thing has to just sit out pretty close to the edge of the counter when I use it. So anyway, I got the bread kneading away in the mixer, and went to the living room to talk to Dave. We were sitting there chatting when all of a sudden, KABOOOOM! A huge crash was heard by all. Oh dear. Of course, those things get to jiggling around a little when mixing like that and I didn't even think about it that it might take a nose dive off off the counter. DRAT! I went to look and there was a pile of dough on the floor and a sad looking mixer beside it. I think it's ok, other than a bent piece where you would put attachments in. I guess I haven't really tried to fun the mixer since but I hope it still works. I wasn't going to throw out all the dough, so I picked up a bunch of it that wasn't touching the floor and used that, and threw the rest out. gracious! then scurried around trying to get everything else done. Over baked a pan of cookies that were supposed to go to someone for supper, so quickly rebaked another pan. The plan was that Dave would deliver the food before my ultrasound appointment at 4, and at that point, I'd get cleaned up and ready to go. As time clock ticked away, I started to realize that this was looking less and less likely. I wasn't going to get everything done in time. I was scrambling to finish up the <a href="http://www.justgetoffyourbuttandbake.com/?p=984">main food</a> I was making, and realized I needed way WAY more milk than I had. And there was simply no time to go to the store and get more. I was already running late. So, I added a concoction of plain yogurt, water, and a little sugar to hopefully cut out the taste of the sour yogurt. shoot! I was annoyed because I had made it for us earlier and it was stinkin good. Ok, got it thrown together, dave will have to deliver it when I get back from my ultrasound, no time to clean up, just get out the door, arrived only about 10 min. late. whew. got that over with, rushed home, dave rushed the food to where it needed to go, I threw some supper together for us and stuck it in the oven, then we rushed off to the park to get Aleah's pictures taken. A friend with a good camera took them and did a great job. There's some on FB so I won't post any here. :) As we were finishing up, I remembered that I left the oven on the whole time and the food had been in well over an hour. The perfect ending to an insane day. We rushed home to a house still standing and food that wasn't even burned. how lovely. Whew! glad that day was over. Today, as of yet, I really haven't accomplished much of anything. I think the previous 2 days were crazy enough to include today as well. And that is my long, boring story of yesterday. Ok, I guess I'll leave you in peace now.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-69442317026403008602012-05-03T13:22:00.000-04:002012-05-03T13:22:12.093-04:00freaky baby...So the other day I was moving some of my things from boxes to my cedar chest. You know, where you keep all your precious belongings from days gone by, the ones you can't bare to part with, that you dream of passing on to your own children. I know I keep too much junk. It's hard for me to throw things out that I really should. But this particular day, I was struck with how utterly and totally ridiculous my saving habits can be at times. I mean SERIOUSLY???? Get a look at this treasure, sure to be a hit with the kids and grand kiddos for years to come -<br />
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Yes, we really must ask ourselves "WHY??" What with the gnawed off fingers and poked out eyeball, OF COURSE I kept this beauty! She was, after all, my true and real Gerber Baby and I do remember playing with her (and messing up her poor lil eye beyond repair). She does look a tiny bit better with clothes on, but not so terribly much. I just looked at this thing and couldn't believe I had actually kept her, yes, her, in all her hideousness, Gerber or NOT. She soon found her way to the trash, not to be seen or heard from again.<br />
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In other news around here - not too much is going on of interest. Aleah's Wiggles crush has, I fear, moved to the full blown obsession category, where she talks about them non stop, wants to thank Jesus for them when ever we're praying, etc. She's also currently rather obsessed with the song "Let's go fly a kite" from Mary Poppins. She's hasn't seen the movie but we made the mistake of playing the song for her on you tube. game over. She loves actually flying kites with Dave the few times they've gone - not sure if that's why she loves the song. Anyway, now the phrase "Practically perfect people never permit sentiment to muddle their thinking," said in a perfect British accent, runs through my head at will. </div>
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Some boring baby news for the few females who may feel like reading - I had a rather frustrating Dr. appointment yesterday. I wish I could just move to Canada to have this kid! It's getting so ridiculous and feels like I don't have many options or choices in the matter. Once you have had one c-section, finding both a practice and a hospital that will let you at least try for a VBAC is difficult. I did find one and was also told that one of the docs in this practice is very supportive of VBACs and if that's what you want to do, he'll do everything he can to see that you have a shot at one. Well, yesterday was the first that I really discussed it with him. And I was NOT impressed. He seems to be dragging his feet, and not too thrilled to let me try for one. When I had my ultrasound a couple weeks ago, the baby was measuring small. So they want to rescan in a couple week. Well, I have a couple thoughts on that - first is that I think I just have small babies. Aleah was overdue and not even 7 pounds. My mom had all small babies - 6 pounders. So there's that. The second thing is that those silly ultrasound machines, in my experience, and the experience of friends I've talked to, are rarely that accurate. I find it funny that they were predicting Aleah to be this huge baby who wouldn't come out cuz she was too big. Now THIS time around, they are making this huge deal about this baby being small. When we were talking about a VBAC, the doc had the nerve to say that if the baby is small and unhealthy, then she probably won't respond well to labour and we'll just have to do a c-section. PALEEEZE! So my last kid was too big to be born naturally and this one is too little?? You just can't win! I was also really unimpressed with him making me feel like this kid is probably weak, small, and unhealthy. If I believed the machines and everything he was saying, I probably would have left worried sick that something was really wrong. I asked him, "Isn't it possible that I just have small babies?" Oh yes, very possible he said. He also said the ultrasound machines aren't an exact science at all. So why freak out your patients over them?? ARG! And it's not as simple as go find another doctor, trust me. So unless I want a home birth, I'll probably end up with another c-section. We'll see what happens. And maybe we'll get more assertive and start being more vocal about what we really want. If I have to have another one, it's not the end of the world, but I would like to at least try to do it the other way. I know moms do it all the time, but how in the world am I supposed to take care of a 30 pound 2 year old after major surgery? Have constant, live-in help for 6 weeks or whatever it is that you're not supposed to life more than 10 pounds? ugh. Like I said, I know many moms have had multiple c-sections so I'm sure there's a way. Just not my preference. ANYWAY, sorry, this got long and rambly. I guess that's the news around here for now. </div>
<br />rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-62137016936651322962012-04-15T14:43:00.012-04:002012-04-15T16:28:48.354-04:00Easter and a few more random pics<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidz7pztqkt2QZF05lK9Pf6bMN5dv2mhZkUSpwhegrvC0ah5VqIkrQdexXr3yXHgU6We8v7RQ5uUdsRMHLsXKGaI9IfRvACAFia5DFWhFmL8U86xzu9I68Tp_0fuhtufDJ0mKUE8Q/s1600/IMG_3473.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidz7pztqkt2QZF05lK9Pf6bMN5dv2mhZkUSpwhegrvC0ah5VqIkrQdexXr3yXHgU6We8v7RQ5uUdsRMHLsXKGaI9IfRvACAFia5DFWhFmL8U86xzu9I68Tp_0fuhtufDJ0mKUE8Q/s320/IMG_3473.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731722709645972914" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Aleah</span> and her cousin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Kyra</span> - a bit too sunny to look and smile perhaps? And <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kyra</span> is fascinated by sitting in grass for the first time.<br /><div><br /></div><div>We went to Iowa to be with Dave's family Easter weekend. Dave and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Aleah</span> had colds before we left and I started feeling rotten while there, but it was nice to see family. = ) I'm bummed I didn't get a family pic of the 3 of us on Sunday.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBa6BEvVcgNECEA_ooKLyHT07P7YjnRPoQgymAvAe4ntT24GpfiSTKUsTjq_MJGf1kavl0pJ6bmnOf2bFH3w-4oScWqkbUxohma0tnSUZqQPwGqYGTXqQsoFOjKImolgU7x8Zsdg/s1600/IMG_3474.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBa6BEvVcgNECEA_ooKLyHT07P7YjnRPoQgymAvAe4ntT24GpfiSTKUsTjq_MJGf1kavl0pJ6bmnOf2bFH3w-4oScWqkbUxohma0tnSUZqQPwGqYGTXqQsoFOjKImolgU7x8Zsdg/s320/IMG_3474.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731722488568230210" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Aleah</span> and grandma's tulips<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6xrMRp1Nv_cWCYaqumZs4msGME6TJmiU8Hro-kmq-S8AQcNt1hCEkGgm84Jl9v2PYsOJ1EfxQCX95W8NYXEP6Fm7lLd0RaJxa0DyFGc1Nu0l1fSMUQsIdStwn4uD9N9U4GpA5pA/s1600/IMG_3479.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6xrMRp1Nv_cWCYaqumZs4msGME6TJmiU8Hro-kmq-S8AQcNt1hCEkGgm84Jl9v2PYsOJ1EfxQCX95W8NYXEP6Fm7lLd0RaJxa0DyFGc1Nu0l1fSMUQsIdStwn4uD9N9U4GpA5pA/s320/IMG_3479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731722224634364738" /></a>Actually sharing the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">easter</span> eggs! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">yeay</span>!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip6ykzqrbsXyRYX-6WRpuCTNQq9oHzI0KIctjLNIF6lr7cXAxuLtP7NBzQk2H0abie_3Cpmw3ltt3SWM1iesby0PpAcfXc52COy0HPvFyXKm9kenXT7z6VSTxHbbo9-vpB-F_fgQ/s1600/IMG_3484.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip6ykzqrbsXyRYX-6WRpuCTNQq9oHzI0KIctjLNIF6lr7cXAxuLtP7NBzQk2H0abie_3Cpmw3ltt3SWM1iesby0PpAcfXc52COy0HPvFyXKm9kenXT7z6VSTxHbbo9-vpB-F_fgQ/s320/IMG_3484.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731721792790300402" /></a>Grandpa and Grandma have a swing on the back porch. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Aleah</span> really liked it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlF9z8EAZxOyieJ4WDl1bfTujU5o64JJTPBS02P0n8_hqdnfJbmSV_ICIwyYXX2EAo3zhBWCctjwQCb7TIyI4acU4o8vSjkz-ytJpT_x9vmG5MHxp8BvHQkK7-fC200yZcpLBXQ/s1600/IMG_3487.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlF9z8EAZxOyieJ4WDl1bfTujU5o64JJTPBS02P0n8_hqdnfJbmSV_ICIwyYXX2EAo3zhBWCctjwQCb7TIyI4acU4o8vSjkz-ytJpT_x9vmG5MHxp8BvHQkK7-fC200yZcpLBXQ/s320/IMG_3487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731721377157300914" /></a>First french braid. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">yeay</span>! how my heart goes <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">pitter</span> patter. or something <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">ridiculous</span> like that. Too bad she'd never sit long enough for me to do all her hair in 2 of them.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OV-iYgfxf-DCBOOPJ17yy5eYIc5tVYhtSTY1qPihs7btO59h5W3tOzLbM1aTUeV7VEmrju19TmxEkmO07XXAkWO1w12uENykrf55xmfLYdFkJCdCQpH6yGsWqXCyKQ8GXDnjnw/s1600/IMG_3488.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OV-iYgfxf-DCBOOPJ17yy5eYIc5tVYhtSTY1qPihs7btO59h5W3tOzLbM1aTUeV7VEmrju19TmxEkmO07XXAkWO1w12uENykrf55xmfLYdFkJCdCQpH6yGsWqXCyKQ8GXDnjnw/s320/IMG_3488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731719925423771250" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX1yFDat_KvRW-XK896uJ4f5NwDxaMFBevQab8Dz4boKpdV6sUY2D5ysMu9jMWoqKSnnyhra8rOZBSjHHcOJ0rLYgC97jQQGhLMp5vreOyYprwIq-XwwaXmaqnt6xBuPScU2z8YQ/s1600/IMG_3492.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX1yFDat_KvRW-XK896uJ4f5NwDxaMFBevQab8Dz4boKpdV6sUY2D5ysMu9jMWoqKSnnyhra8rOZBSjHHcOJ0rLYgC97jQQGhLMp5vreOyYprwIq-XwwaXmaqnt6xBuPScU2z8YQ/s320/IMG_3492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731719739219629938" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk-YVzP19gcz9hik3-Bb6lRcfvgv7riarXM2c-QjkJH3qNsKvxLQh9SZ7fqVQwT_xUTf0dO_5CQazRP66aXNWLqhQ7rhTMFytacacH4CXjKUPz4W5osdKte3KtFP5Vtc8Xw5HKmg/s1600/IMG_3496.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk-YVzP19gcz9hik3-Bb6lRcfvgv7riarXM2c-QjkJH3qNsKvxLQh9SZ7fqVQwT_xUTf0dO_5CQazRP66aXNWLqhQ7rhTMFytacacH4CXjKUPz4W5osdKte3KtFP5Vtc8Xw5HKmg/s320/IMG_3496.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731719369122497986" /></a>An idea from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Pinterest</span> - dropping colored vinegar in a pan of baking soda and watching it bubble. It was fun, but not exactly something I could leave her with and go clean for a couple hours or anything.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4E6JhTERPEwfiEh0HwX906BDirBJfop2_cCDoPBBGO-BfqKDOxKAUIAsanL88IIf9y3Gh5U_3sCku4mYClu0OLeqPYurUfViO22abZeHPDjhXOYV_fbFj6MWyn-TvXg-XrGBjWQ/s1600/IMG_3498.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4E6JhTERPEwfiEh0HwX906BDirBJfop2_cCDoPBBGO-BfqKDOxKAUIAsanL88IIf9y3Gh5U_3sCku4mYClu0OLeqPYurUfViO22abZeHPDjhXOYV_fbFj6MWyn-TvXg-XrGBjWQ/s320/IMG_3498.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731719070393684546" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr2wQy1NwOc7IOIMfvvGxX1je1arEuwKz4_3pXwuDsT-IRbyXioowRQCsqPuScLopI4ejsz0bgyFki6EUDUX9elxGruuBjO2BYyI34eBQxsfj7hkoZtYmFpO77up_zFFlro1pHzw/s1600/IMG_3502.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr2wQy1NwOc7IOIMfvvGxX1je1arEuwKz4_3pXwuDsT-IRbyXioowRQCsqPuScLopI4ejsz0bgyFki6EUDUX9elxGruuBjO2BYyI34eBQxsfj7hkoZtYmFpO77up_zFFlro1pHzw/s320/IMG_3502.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731700363459659490" /></a>A pretty dress from great aunt Robyn. = ) She found it and bought it when <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Aleah</span> was in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">mommie's</span> tummy, just in case she was a girl.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1N_FvhF1Kh77XXpl_erbm40BRpvsJ2B2i8aipWONB4IjBStOrl3J6seEm4SreX7GW9WcFD6BNhGmJmOUfswqLKk41KU94MX7TBPmxUfuxDk2cUNfweTHVHRa3kFW8K5giTrD0yw/s1600/IMG_3504.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1N_FvhF1Kh77XXpl_erbm40BRpvsJ2B2i8aipWONB4IjBStOrl3J6seEm4SreX7GW9WcFD6BNhGmJmOUfswqLKk41KU94MX7TBPmxUfuxDk2cUNfweTHVHRa3kFW8K5giTrD0yw/s320/IMG_3504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731700235124406626" /></a>Speaking of which, we find out on Tuesday if we're having a boy or a girl. My emotions have been so all over the place in regards to this that I'm just so ready to know and move on. This time, I'm glad we're finding out. It's so different when you already have one and might need some time to get your heart in neutral about upcoming small fry. </div><div><br /></div><div>Dave and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Aleah</span> are mostly feeling better. My cold has been lingering forever and driving me nuts. I stayed home from church this morning while they went, and had some peace and quiet. It was marvelous but didn't last quite long enough. I think it's nap time so I should end these boring ramblings. Bye for now. </div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-7261983447258757882012-04-04T12:11:00.006-04:002012-04-04T12:19:03.690-04:00Few pics<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFtJGt3k2eabeZiqzz9JakHsa7V-xfT1NVVWitic8qTFZIWFvFuZBWnAkcp6cs2ii42giyuH_XOxfl53kG2vWjfnnKsDOIUDmISvLsd1oBzE1EV2zHMg2TVg9o51oGHWKrHet3xA/s1600/IMG_3459.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFtJGt3k2eabeZiqzz9JakHsa7V-xfT1NVVWitic8qTFZIWFvFuZBWnAkcp6cs2ii42giyuH_XOxfl53kG2vWjfnnKsDOIUDmISvLsd1oBzE1EV2zHMg2TVg9o51oGHWKrHet3xA/s320/IMG_3459.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727579984653299810" /></a>This is where she ALWAYS wants to be if someone is cooking. oh so helpful, cooking with Heather.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34yeb5LxPHWDJpoANOt0a4hv5ie1aLsQEjKE430ungbjJeKow_LZ7rqZyjxPohiOqmeAMFTc7KYl8nZRh2h0YVVe9-tgN8YeSopiUwpW5g5a40OTg8cpHWKWVXdRqXpuciS7c9w/s1600/IMG_3462.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34yeb5LxPHWDJpoANOt0a4hv5ie1aLsQEjKE430ungbjJeKow_LZ7rqZyjxPohiOqmeAMFTc7KYl8nZRh2h0YVVe9-tgN8YeSopiUwpW5g5a40OTg8cpHWKWVXdRqXpuciS7c9w/s320/IMG_3462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727579842072784898" /></a>first single pony tail (that did not look like that very long).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2PVaKAgt4ZEWQak-9Fn3FWbi42q8WJYNG6wJFzsz6OL-xlCylkTeKjkj6OeMADo6ky1Y8Kssus_qlJIqbZ_jO_d4DxxrdTqMoxzA2S6eUDRVL-KEcPybk1TBl54CMzy2qSohWEA/s1600/IMG_3466.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2PVaKAgt4ZEWQak-9Fn3FWbi42q8WJYNG6wJFzsz6OL-xlCylkTeKjkj6OeMADo6ky1Y8Kssus_qlJIqbZ_jO_d4DxxrdTqMoxzA2S6eUDRVL-KEcPybk1TBl54CMzy2qSohWEA/s320/IMG_3466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727579674011497826" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCuwR1a1owHByMxfIXoxJvT8DlHhsvkJwAUNEarLwS7Iq5Md-I2Q7MPAZ_pRL62s5ymAkyY_PS0DRepY1C1NhrKMA8LJLUblKJKtbKDte-Fezga1AOCzvnIKe76Es7S-DyIycccw/s1600/IMG_3469.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCuwR1a1owHByMxfIXoxJvT8DlHhsvkJwAUNEarLwS7Iq5Md-I2Q7MPAZ_pRL62s5ymAkyY_PS0DRepY1C1NhrKMA8LJLUblKJKtbKDte-Fezga1AOCzvnIKe76Es7S-DyIycccw/s320/IMG_3469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727579513741412370" /></a>loves to smell flowers<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7s7s7cBlWB6PGq7GRVlxgYZgGiwj2IWY8Dyz8D0csK6KfJ0onaqdcMglCBSsK6Hz2vposZdWzRg0cfRLayvZBcAlkXsFM3X7DpyRJ2aTNhq-ETmF4qHQ5y_Q7cfRJDWbsXTgRow/s1600/IMG_3472.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7s7s7cBlWB6PGq7GRVlxgYZgGiwj2IWY8Dyz8D0csK6KfJ0onaqdcMglCBSsK6Hz2vposZdWzRg0cfRLayvZBcAlkXsFM3X7DpyRJ2aTNhq-ETmF4qHQ5y_Q7cfRJDWbsXTgRow/s320/IMG_3472.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727579218708833026" /></a>"Look ma! No nap!!"rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-25414997890646998312012-04-02T11:55:00.004-04:002012-04-04T12:19:20.249-04:00a few ramblings...Lots of random thoughts rattling around in my brain as of late. So maybe I'll try the bullet post that is so popular among many family and friends (my problem is I ramble too much so the bullets sort of become pointless, but I'll try). <div><br /></div><div>-- The last of our March company is now gone. Heather from Red Lake came for a whole week from the 17th - 24th. What a grand time we had. sigh. The poor lady worked her fingers to the bone and claimed she was having fun doing it. I agree that it is always more fun to tackle someone else's mess than your own. We got SO much done and I've felt much better about life since. I had been so overwhelmed and frustrated trying to get things sorted and unpacked and organized, while not feeling great and trying to do everything else that needs to be done. We also did fun things like shopping and patronizing the new local frozen yogurt shop in town and things of that nature. </div><div><br /></div><div>-- My old roommie was here from Wed. - Sat. of this last week. Since Heather had gotten all my work done, we had a more relaxing time. It's SO good to reconnect with friends face to face. So much better than e-mails and such. </div><div><br /></div><div>-- Saturday morning we babysat a little guy about one and a half who was so sad that his parents left. It was pretty sweet and amusing watching Aleah try to take care of him. She'd pat him, give him looooong hugs (longer than he wanted), and pick the crumbs off his face. Now if only sharing came as naturally as "mothering" - we'd have it made. sigh. Isn't it amazing how we come into the world programmed to look out for # 1 at all costs (I want this toy! I must have it. I think I'll just sorta take it. OH MY GOODNESS, someone just took away MY toy!! Can you believe the very NERVE????)? No one has to teach us that. Then it seems that the rest of life is unlearning this annoying bend we have. </div><div><br /></div><div>-- I realized I haven't really given much of an update about Aleah and what she's up to for a long time. I won't bore you with all her utterances and acomplishments, as I've been meaning to just stick them into a Word document somewhere. But I should note that awhile ago (I don't know when because I always forget to write things down) she counted from 1 - 10 a couple times. It was enough to make Dave's heart go pitter patter. ha! That was all just memory though. I've noticed since then she's starting to get the concept of actually counting things which is fun to see. I've noticed her counting 3 things on her own. </div><div><br /></div><div>-- Lest you think she is too brillant, she has been known to hit her head against something hard, starting light, and going till it hurts and then crying. ummmm.... wow. She also tends to enjoy chocking herself with a spoon or any other long skinny object that she can fit back in her throat. oddness. </div><div><br /></div><div>-- I suppose it's just a normal toddler thing, but do they all have the same talent for seeking out and making messes everywhere they go? Some of her latest shenanigans include dumping a nearly full box of cereal all over the floor (I was tempted to pour milk on it and give her a spoon), routinely making as much of a mess of food as humanly possible (we're working on that one), dumping an almost completely full bottle of rather expensive shampoo/body wash into the tub (it shall be deducted from her allowance as soon as she gets one), and even as I speak, her hair is greasy and smells like a piece of toast because I cought her playing in the soft butter (no clue how she could reach it) and smearing it all over. (and this just in, updating a couple days later - spilling water in a power strip. hooray!) oh the fun times. If it's quiet for longer than 30 seconds, you better investigate. I've never had a boy of my own obviously, so I suppose I should suspend judgement, but I have to say, there are days when I'm quite miffed by all the "he's just all boy" talk. Because I'm pretty sure when it comes to making messes, climbing, running, and getting into trouble, she could compete with the best of the boys her age. She will however, sit for long periods of time if she's being read to or is watching something she likes. So maybe that's different, I don't know. Anyway, I'm rambling. </div><div><br /></div><div>-- She is obssessed with sitting on counters or on top of dressers and being in on the action. loves to "help" cook and watch me put on my face or whatever. </div><div><br /></div><div>-- I'm still trying to decide how strong willed she is. haha. What is it about toddlers and thier ability to be so totally sweet and adorable one minute, and so very very depraved the next. I have about a total of zero parenting theories so far, but one thing I'm finding is that a person really is a person no matter how small. Thank you Dr. Suess. What I really mean is that often I can see that her anger or crying about something is more frustration about not being able to really express what she feels and wants rather than trying to just be a pain. I think as adults often our first reaction to an obnoxious, upset toddler is to be firm and say you WILL stop acting like that RIGHT now, STOP CRYING, it's ANNOYING ME!! ect. Well, I should only speak for myself there I guess. Anyway, I'm finding (these aren't all my original thoughts) that often an understanding word and offering a little compassion can go much further than a stern warning to cut it out. If we say to her, "can you tell us why you're sad?" or even if she can't have what she wants, "I'm sorry you're sad," this often tends to calm things down a little quicker. She sort of relaxes and I can almost hear her think, well, at least they care how I feel. Sometimes it works, somtimes it doesn't at all and we're back at square one. But I have to remind myself of how I like to be talked to and treated when I'm upset about something, regardless of how rational it is. I apoogize for my inability to be concise in anything I write... </div><div><br /></div><div>-- I'm approaching the half way point in this preg. and that feels really good. Of course with my track record, it's probably not really the half way point, but we try not to think about that. I'm still waiting for that energy thing they talk about the second trimester. By evening I usually can barely hold my head up. Soon we get to find out if we're having a pink or blue baby. We didn't find out last time and it was so great being surprised at the end. It also took a ton of will power. Part of me is disappointed that we can't just wait again, but the louder part of me wants to know RIGHT NOW! </div><div><br /></div><div>-- I had other things I was going to write about - things that burn my bacon and keep me up at night. But this has been sitting here waiting to be posted for a couple days now so I'll just post it for now. And get a few pics up. </div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-79492945846661797642012-03-15T22:14:00.009-04:002012-03-15T22:42:46.829-04:00het huis (as my ancestors may have said)<div>Here's a few house pictures. I listened to Rhonda and didn't wait till it was perfect to take a few. Dave's mom took this one of the kitchen after she got it looking all pretty. Sadly, the dishwasher in the photo is not in working condition. I haven't found it too dreadful to wash them by hand though. Especially when Dave does it. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">haha</span>. So, starting at one end of the house, and working our way to the other - the kitchen. </div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCab4eKGba6YPngAhqlLWOi_FPLEWSBIdShnNQ7VoUsikMAgTQfPoG0Af1GlZjfpWZkpSWy5EZ7327doGVejnJkZhv_mYlQUHMOhDL6KiBl9V2BpdCp6oX4C36ITuokY7VpE_J3Q/s1600/DSC05083.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCab4eKGba6YPngAhqlLWOi_FPLEWSBIdShnNQ7VoUsikMAgTQfPoG0Af1GlZjfpWZkpSWy5EZ7327doGVejnJkZhv_mYlQUHMOhDL6KiBl9V2BpdCp6oX4C36ITuokY7VpE_J3Q/s320/DSC05083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720314378077768610" /></a><div>...followed by the dining room - There's a perfect little corner for the sewing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">cabinet</span> that you can almost see to the right of the pic. Our table has never looked so small. At our other places of residence, we've sort of had to cram it in the dining area and it took up way too much space. Here we can actually walk around the whole thing with room to spare.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqBUwYzXqh4YrZ3IvmJ1OldeJ_po2QgCsSDR2spuUaPpoPLN-82J65MOYUZFfCKbGA5xZwIHA_QhtHc5SCB0r2M2YJCjfgjI4shHa22zgPB-u2Ght2B3DNzKFwZqQX5puo9Uga7g/s1600/IMG_3456.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqBUwYzXqh4YrZ3IvmJ1OldeJ_po2QgCsSDR2spuUaPpoPLN-82J65MOYUZFfCKbGA5xZwIHA_QhtHc5SCB0r2M2YJCjfgjI4shHa22zgPB-u2Ght2B3DNzKFwZqQX5puo9Uga7g/s320/IMG_3456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720314168574188226" /></a>Next to the dining room, we have the living room. There's no open concept about this place - lots of separate rooms, even a door separating the kitchen and dining room. Anyway, the living room and looking out into the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lil</span> sun parlor (or room of the blazing heat, as of late. We have no AC and soon will have to do something about that. It's been getting rather warm in the living room/sum room). Thus ends the series of rooms. Oh, I should note that the rug is one that was in Dave's house growing up and he's quite fond of it. emotionally attatched to it... I'm sort of scared he might leave me for the rug someday... Anyway, the bedrooms and bathroom are off of the dining room area. They're too scary to be captured on film right now.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrDelaaUc53NFo8rN1OXH5rS0O5QrKOFzi-iNkA48rD97m2EBe8JWZeMg6lqKP9Zf4M-63Vnts6g1Neue8bCY_ScpPFm7K02RvcmqlGzdqkZ42OVWBVxOk2C0K7Q6J18s2qWRAw/s1600/IMG_3454.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrDelaaUc53NFo8rN1OXH5rS0O5QrKOFzi-iNkA48rD97m2EBe8JWZeMg6lqKP9Zf4M-63Vnts6g1Neue8bCY_ScpPFm7K02RvcmqlGzdqkZ42OVWBVxOk2C0K7Q6J18s2qWRAw/s320/IMG_3454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720313958736635794" /></a>The living room from the other direction facing the dining room. Notice the entertainment center piled with junk. lovely. The couch is in front of the non-functional fire place.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCg4Wg4bpxuzGQ3wTbRqJouMolnTIw-UZaLdczeRnPk2Omn5unI-5tEl7v3VUfIUcwesyDhmF_6m2hD8ofR7iHprgrEsFtZPVHKP9MrOz41BzxHbSyRJJZlKQecL1y8VDZrpsEA/s1600/IMG_3455.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCg4Wg4bpxuzGQ3wTbRqJouMolnTIw-UZaLdczeRnPk2Omn5unI-5tEl7v3VUfIUcwesyDhmF_6m2hD8ofR7iHprgrEsFtZPVHKP9MrOz41BzxHbSyRJJZlKQecL1y8VDZrpsEA/s320/IMG_3455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720313780950476306" /></a>So there you have it. But the very very best thing about the house --<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqi0bT8Z_TiKi-J1l0c7Xoy3l1m1-mgFMKHl0oQX4UC5ewkDoelkY86aiYlTpcsbQAM9EHGpbbkzAML0u6_fPX_isja1yqPrpLV3Y-K7yf2zPq6CFKnRKFrvSE0ihUQ1T8rRCDrw/s1600/IMG_2820.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqi0bT8Z_TiKi-J1l0c7Xoy3l1m1-mgFMKHl0oQX4UC5ewkDoelkY86aiYlTpcsbQAM9EHGpbbkzAML0u6_fPX_isja1yqPrpLV3Y-K7yf2zPq6CFKnRKFrvSE0ihUQ1T8rRCDrw/s320/IMG_2820.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720313513227361362" /></a>OLD house.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNaef1YREji4UGGZT_ec3tmQ1kSBS1z-47T9oYD-ih_UpRWUtDqP20nL36Y-o0MzN9Ms2UWbm2fZXEz5GypCsIM7gTyQN-Ge-Cx6tPukZUOCA__0UD6PPK79wg7W34_3Ulb-doNg/s1600/IMG_3439.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNaef1YREji4UGGZT_ec3tmQ1kSBS1z-47T9oYD-ih_UpRWUtDqP20nL36Y-o0MzN9Ms2UWbm2fZXEz5GypCsIM7gTyQN-Ge-Cx6tPukZUOCA__0UD6PPK79wg7W34_3Ulb-doNg/s320/IMG_3439.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720313352273674530" /></a>NEW house!! = ) </div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-24269111921005853482012-03-15T21:59:00.008-04:002012-03-15T22:37:15.516-04:00A few more of the kid and such<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWLTkp7UTqrtFlcY-eFG2U_X2uttjwyWfZUT3XeNaBNRu57fCZUE_5bvhW0P_hFYrTkeUq0LBZfla1zC2p_TQcob8n0xiA6GbG4GB92oD1seCTrnFG0FgGLb_wd2sWosBfTpQpXw/s1600/IMG_3434.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWLTkp7UTqrtFlcY-eFG2U_X2uttjwyWfZUT3XeNaBNRu57fCZUE_5bvhW0P_hFYrTkeUq0LBZfla1zC2p_TQcob8n0xiA6GbG4GB92oD1seCTrnFG0FgGLb_wd2sWosBfTpQpXw/s320/IMG_3434.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720311024252745666" /></a>My nephew Mervin, his girlfriend Grace, and my niece Sara (of whom I sadly don't have a picture) came to visit last week. It was grand to have them and their energy around. = ) We did some shopping, ate good food, chatted, watched some entertainment on the computer screen, etc.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKyoud8JMBxyUYkYv-jrM9bskqsEGFuLUwbOLJSZemL_kyDXQIeIMggvnbmitMIwe3w6uq8W6_wAYuVx2oIa7uAQpLCwydQ-iHqKyiHNvcPiBy8qXcpxDTCvgaa2flVkZytapxXg/s1600/IMG_3442.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKyoud8JMBxyUYkYv-jrM9bskqsEGFuLUwbOLJSZemL_kyDXQIeIMggvnbmitMIwe3w6uq8W6_wAYuVx2oIa7uAQpLCwydQ-iHqKyiHNvcPiBy8qXcpxDTCvgaa2flVkZytapxXg/s320/IMG_3442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720310713802939602" /></a>Target bag shoes! So <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">economical</span> I predict we'll all be wearing them soon. And don't they coordinate nicely with her dress? Also, they're easy for small children to put on and take off. Just leave them laying around and they'll find them and put them on...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-0VWZJrh36XKWxs713-B9AiOjzl1m9UZPEDuGsYh7HgTZ7sOdpGI-ucxlDgcL6sKk9SggbB1Z7swSHdYrYFLz42zfIJ3AviD_xJGr1KXzkrZxdIT-1vXKhXUFJZTVjN9dmFlGrw/s1600/IMG_3444.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-0VWZJrh36XKWxs713-B9AiOjzl1m9UZPEDuGsYh7HgTZ7sOdpGI-ucxlDgcL6sKk9SggbB1Z7swSHdYrYFLz42zfIJ3AviD_xJGr1KXzkrZxdIT-1vXKhXUFJZTVjN9dmFlGrw/s320/IMG_3444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720310572269635698" /></a>... and take them off.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbW4XujGYGOMJfCc23aBBmR62T44crQ6ejuOlzhUZ1K8T8XoEiRvG2F7SN_OGdQJL49ded9qS2TTlsLAfpRp-wXuAWDL0R3zZ5Rm9O51tvlhHfzY0m56RQzVNTsvfH2JfK5lPtA/s1600/IMG_3445.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbW4XujGYGOMJfCc23aBBmR62T44crQ6ejuOlzhUZ1K8T8XoEiRvG2F7SN_OGdQJL49ded9qS2TTlsLAfpRp-wXuAWDL0R3zZ5Rm9O51tvlhHfzY0m56RQzVNTsvfH2JfK5lPtA/s320/IMG_3445.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720310413135685074" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lil</span> mop o curls. I've been waiting her whole life for her hair to grow. It seems it's getting longer and curlier. But still cant' do a lot with it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVlqkY4k8HtypOW7ncAMSSPUZV0OLn4tNK4qDLBNowDrZdfRsoiuc5Pq7nTJRvk08tHmNjk7xmXmtNhi6CqFCVgR_zYLCNliXZDE_NMrVFENobIRWVMcnu-S1tiuAAcj8Mhj627Q/s1600/IMG_3447.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVlqkY4k8HtypOW7ncAMSSPUZV0OLn4tNK4qDLBNowDrZdfRsoiuc5Pq7nTJRvk08tHmNjk7xmXmtNhi6CqFCVgR_zYLCNliXZDE_NMrVFENobIRWVMcnu-S1tiuAAcj8Mhj627Q/s320/IMG_3447.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720309833022835122" /></a>Here's a great idea - give the kid yogurt and walk out of the room. She was rubbing it all over her hands saying "washing hands!" great.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRG7AId17vcVVNcCH7PI8NolXWw8g6Nny_zvWRuTXHR1FAZdaZsfnvykW6ql4OaAroLAmfZns_7EpfTcnIx0Uw7EsJQUr6BUdprcVDGUbbiaMD1T07_RM1G71KbS18cABiByndcQ/s1600/IMG_3450.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRG7AId17vcVVNcCH7PI8NolXWw8g6Nny_zvWRuTXHR1FAZdaZsfnvykW6ql4OaAroLAmfZns_7EpfTcnIx0Uw7EsJQUr6BUdprcVDGUbbiaMD1T07_RM1G71KbS18cABiByndcQ/s320/IMG_3450.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720309670312894690" /></a>Even curlier with yogurt in it. I should use that in lieu of hair gel - all natural and stuff.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-7391898271662697802012-03-04T15:42:00.005-05:002012-03-06T22:10:14.491-05:00March, for real? oops.Seems I have started at least 600 posts in my brain the last month and a half, but none of them actually made it on here. Once again, I don't even know where to start. I really need to post more regularly, so the bi-monthly posts don't seem so overwhelming. So without further <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">adoooo</span> - Um, the end of January - it happened. I don't really remember it. February was INSANE. We were hoping to move out of our place the beginning of the month, but there were still people in the new house we were going to rent. Those people were buying a house and it was discovered that there was lead paint in that house, so they kept getting their moving date date pushed back. We had already signed a lease and technically, they should have been given the boot and we should have been able to move in by the 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span>. But since I'm married to a kinder soul than myself, or something like that, we tried to work with them so that no one would have to be homeless. We ended up moving all our big stuff into the basement and front room of the new place (areas of the house they weren't using) the weekend of the 10 - 11<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span>. Then we stayed at our mostly empty old house till the 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span>. That was a story in itself. Oh the drama. We were scheduled to move out the 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span>, and Dave had talked to our landlord and he said if we're out by 8 that would be fine. Well, the afternoon of the 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">th</span>, I was packing madly, stopped to take a rest, and there was loud banging on the door. Turns out the next tenants were ready to move in that minute. They had crazy lady on the phone and asked if I wanted to talk to her (crazy lady is the mom of our landlord). <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ok</span>. What happened next was unlike anything I've experienced. I guess I'm just not used to angry, screaming and yelling phone calls where a mentally unstable person is threatening to call the cops on us because we're not getting out soon enough. She was being unreasonable enough, and given the issues we'd had ever since we moved into the place, I really was in no mood for her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">shenanigans</span>. So I replied rather firmly and held my own, but it was pointless. She wouldn't let me finish a single sentence and assured me that my husband was a liar and we were NOT told we could be there till 8. She then said she was coming over right away to which I wish I had replied, um lady, if you do come over here and get anywhere near me or my kid, I'LL call the cops, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">cuz</span> you just <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">aint</span> right in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">da</span> head right now. she hangs up the phone and I thought, oh <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">lordy</span>, surely this shall be my demise. I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">picturing</span> cop cars outside the house, crazy lady showing up with a gun. What if there's a really crazy cop out there who takes her side and hauls me away in handcuffs and Dave comes home to find no wife and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Aleah</span> in foster care? (I can be accused of many things, but having no imagination is generally not one of them. Also, please don't call me or my husband a liar <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">cuz</span> that REALLY REALLY makes me mad!) Anyway, as any sane woman would do, I called Dave at work (any sane woman should call her own significant other, not Dave) and said in slightly elevated tones, "YOU MUST COME HOME NOW!!!!" Thank God he was done teaching. Well, he arrived home, called our landlord, who called crazy lady, and in the end, assured us that neither she, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">nor</span> the cops would be paying us a visit. whew! That was close. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Ok</span>, so that got us to the 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">th</span>. We pulled out of the rat den at 7:55, with both our cars packed full. We went to stay with some kind folks from church for awhile until the house would be ready for us to move in. <div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">ok</span>, rewind a bit. The weekend before this drama filled weekend, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">traveled</span> to West Virginia for a get together with "old" friends from Red Lake. Oh man, what a hoot we had. Haven't laughed like that in ages. And what a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">privilege</span> to really connect with people you've known for most of your life! Such good conversations and sharing. So that was the first weekend in Feb. Came home to the aforementioned packing and moving. I should add that moving at the best of times stinks, moving in the first trimester of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">preg</span>. is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">especially</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">unpleasant</span>. My poor hubs worked like crazy with his normal job, plus doing a lot of the packing and such. </div><div><br /></div><div>We now return to this post after a couple day absence. Not sure what I was saying... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Ok</span>, so the fun weekend with the gals, then the move the following weekend/week. The weekend after that, I had planned a long time ago to go to Ohio and go to a Steven Curtis concert with my friend Bethany (hey, we know how to party like old people!) and then see Dad and Dru and Dave's grandparents. By the time that weekend came, it seemed like crazy timing, being so in limbo and all. At the same time, we got all our stuff moved and were just hanging out with people from church, so why not take a little road trip. Well, we managed to gather our wits about us and make it to Ohio. The concert was jolly good fun, and also inspiring and the rest of it. And loud. oh my. I felt like I should cover <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">itty</span> bitty baby's ears, but um, that's of course impossible. And so good to catch up with Bethany. We went back to her place and ate way too much peanut butter popcorn like old times and chatted the night away. The next day we met Dave and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Aleah</span> at Dad and Dru's place for lunch. Good to see them and where they live! Then on to Dave's grandparents. Well, turns out Dave's grandpa was going to be gone all well and his poor darling grandmother was going to be all alone. So we decided <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Aleah</span> and I might as well stay and keep her company. We had a great time and it was so peaceful and relaxing, unlike the stress of the previous week. They live in a really nice retirement community and let me tell you, that is the way to live folks! Ever since I've been conspiring how I can come up with something like that for families and folks of all ages. Meals cooked for you on weeknights, housecleaning, eating dinner with friends every night, knowing everyone in your building and having people looking out for you. Of course in the young families building, you would incorporate things such as free babysitting, parents night out alone, fun activities for kids, enriching seminars for parents, etc. etc. Couldn't this go somewhere? Anyway, it was a fun week. One day Dad and Dru came over and we went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Ikea</span> - fun little place. = ) Actually, I think it's about the size of the town I grew up in, but anyway - </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Ok</span>, Dave came to pick us up the following weekend and we arrived at our new place. The lead paint fiasco had finally been resolved and the people were out. We sure haven't been setting any speed records getting unpacked and there are days that the mess causes great damage in my soul. But we're getting there. We really like it here. It's an old house with uneven floors and walls, but it's homey inside and very spacious. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Aleah</span> does an awful lot of running in here. Dave's mom came up yesterday and spend the day and left this afternoon and she helped us SO much. The kitchen has been transformed. Was wonderful to have her here, not just for all the help, but that was splendid. So Feb. was the moth for trips and moving and craziness and March seems to be the month to have company. Dave's mom left this afternoon and soon, some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">lil</span> kids are coming to visit - my nephew, his girlfriend, and my niece. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">Ok</span>, so they're not so little anymore... Anyway, it shall be fun to hang out with them. Then after that a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">bosom</span> buddy pal (Heather) from Red Lake is coming for a whole week! yahoo! We're gonna have a blast. After that, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">actually</span> before that ends, my brother and his wife are coming for, um, I'm not sure how long. They haven't told me yet. And then my friend and former <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">roommate</span> is coming to visit at the end of March. So yes, March should fly by and it all sounds like loads of fun. </div><div><br /></div><div>Dave is on spring break right now and is spending a lot of time looking for jobs. We still don't know if he'll be hired on for more time here at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">Valpo</span>. The thought of moving again in a few months nearly makes me hysterical so I try not to think about it. At the same time, a permanent job would be really great too. The job market is really tough right now and you can pray with/for us that the right job for him opens up. And now my guests have arrives so I must go. For the few of you that are still reading - catch ya later! </div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-17961423605445335992012-01-12T21:36:00.004-05:002012-01-12T22:07:18.028-05:00what to say...<div style="text-align: center;">... after months of neglecting this blog? I could write a book - a very long, boring book. But I won't. I'll just say that life has been crazy! The end of November we went up to Red Lake and spent some time with my family and friends. It was a swell trip, aside from the hours on the road. Then pretty soon it was Chrsitmas already. How did that happen. We were able to spend a good chunk of time with Dave's family in Iowa on Christmas day and through New Years. If we can make it through January, February is shaping up to be a really fun month - get togethers with friends, more family, etc. But first we need to survive the next few weeks. Through a long chain of events, it has happened that we are (once again) moving the beginning of Feb. I've discussed at length our never ending issues with mice and bad water at this place. Well, ad to that a scare that there might be bacteria in the water (turns out there almost for sure isn't) and our landlord said he'd change our lease to a 6 month and we could leave the beginning of Feb. Despite my utter loathing of packing, loading, moving, and unpacking, the joy of departing our little rat den slightly overshadows that at this point. Of course I haven't really started packing yet. ha. Thankfully a lot of out stuff is still in boxes from our last move. We found a place we really like and are working on moving forward with that. Hopefully it all works out and we'll be there soon. I have lots of pics I could post, but for now I'll leave you with this one - some day we'll teach her to sit like a lady. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9geDpSDy0ZdbxttT048WHoXa1rn_zYZKN4xTCHb7U1qrAX8Kk8n4Ht4Kceu-y8YYvB4Tyy-HkWp_dL2c4mxvPd3lU6MXTFXnUJFKya1FoLSG3-qnjRpNVdSXWWPtEq581e7hZQQ/s320/IMG_3421.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696942197108522498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px; " /></span></div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-54350046434974408422012-01-12T21:21:00.007-05:002012-01-12T21:36:16.164-05:00my fall project...<div>I wanted to do these letters for our new neice and it ended up taking way longer than I thought it would. Some aspects of it were really fun, others not so much. = ) But it was fun be creative again. I got some help with the finishing touches from my sis and friend up in Red Lake. So here you go - if I was smart I'd have step by step photos, but I don't. = ( But it's pretty simple - start with wooden letters, cut out scrapbook paper of your choice for each letter. Modge podge it on there, and then the really unfun part - sanding it down to the get edges to look nice. I was very perfectionistic, but the paint kept coming off and all that. Then my sis convinced me that it's supposed to look like that - a distressed look. So I tried to stop stressing about it. Oh, I forgot that step - paint the sides of the letters. With paint. I used yellow. Oh, and you modge podge the top of the paper too once it's stuck on there, to give it a nice shiny, finished look - likely my favorite part. Then put on any cutsey embelishments your heart desires and spend hours on each letter deciding what looks best with what. Then yer done! </div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxLykNF7C-Awh4218H06W-WPdJgwacaGku74fXyrumCqBkPgjL7bKdMOZFgVAFTjOK9vsdLbyXTADhYm7sXgAPL9dTT44Yo9w6ZKxPhcSrFyMB9bBtQc6bAFaivcbEuzM35dKUDw/s1600/IMG_3388.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxLykNF7C-Awh4218H06W-WPdJgwacaGku74fXyrumCqBkPgjL7bKdMOZFgVAFTjOK9vsdLbyXTADhYm7sXgAPL9dTT44Yo9w6ZKxPhcSrFyMB9bBtQc6bAFaivcbEuzM35dKUDw/s320/IMG_3388.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696937861594124354" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></u></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheMHVcIa5-mPTPL7jpXPKCzNGb5Z-CNaCmlvh-tu39v6YjS0KIW_iG1wBePz4_SYMAowBvIoj7jSN1PHeAVarlOkMLGyNaYrG03joXZ9pjLEx9UHxsW0g7zUEEkgeMMveRBiep9w/s1600/IMG_3381.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheMHVcIa5-mPTPL7jpXPKCzNGb5Z-CNaCmlvh-tu39v6YjS0KIW_iG1wBePz4_SYMAowBvIoj7jSN1PHeAVarlOkMLGyNaYrG03joXZ9pjLEx9UHxsW0g7zUEEkgeMMveRBiep9w/s320/IMG_3381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696937379237086274" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw8I6L-BQj3AbpFHLojGeb0lML43OG2Bg2UfRwNaloIuv20VylWPTtjz-yhpGeYoNo6K7FI6-z2NXwOp6oRdhcKGoU-39UYvfcJs9zFo2rfe1EKI6ZKAQ8j0U7P5Gx_sgtHm1BOg/s1600/IMG_3374.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw8I6L-BQj3AbpFHLojGeb0lML43OG2Bg2UfRwNaloIuv20VylWPTtjz-yhpGeYoNo6K7FI6-z2NXwOp6oRdhcKGoU-39UYvfcJs9zFo2rfe1EKI6ZKAQ8j0U7P5Gx_sgtHm1BOg/s320/IMG_3374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696937250442468578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOllWhZwytTnQyqiqmaumqcyo6ZerJzKFY5O6F7cOXOYeobtiPgrbPZx6kr0X3MfK2s4cMeFHQmhZef49wPwvM7kfwZbqtzlVPwmxTggUOIsXFx6WhFiiQxrPeL8eJ9x10AtOXg/s1600/IMG_3375.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOllWhZwytTnQyqiqmaumqcyo6ZerJzKFY5O6F7cOXOYeobtiPgrbPZx6kr0X3MfK2s4cMeFHQmhZef49wPwvM7kfwZbqtzlVPwmxTggUOIsXFx6WhFiiQxrPeL8eJ9x10AtOXg/s320/IMG_3375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696937064816265058" /></a>oops - little ribbon placement problem at the bottom of the R. didn't notice that till I looked at the pictures. <div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpCvkSyCMy1XtH2M1dn7RdGZETRIJw1KdlXyUC2NA0GtFie0WwXmkzb3elZJi0qZ_IrlxuhF-eh4uSkkVtF-azEdK1hNsSqXpemnl-DNjgxNcBnTPjaIDNPnnGyajR50GrjsqYtw/s1600/IMG_3377.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpCvkSyCMy1XtH2M1dn7RdGZETRIJw1KdlXyUC2NA0GtFie0WwXmkzb3elZJi0qZ_IrlxuhF-eh4uSkkVtF-azEdK1hNsSqXpemnl-DNjgxNcBnTPjaIDNPnnGyajR50GrjsqYtw/s320/IMG_3377.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696936908484113154" /></a>(I'm secrectly in love with the "A.")<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FcYiza3P5vDYQ_s4zALBsr4deRs-IGVAD8pJF2ByR8sjk0xnLScQgb6hh0L7c3RWXO2ez2zK6Ihp7f-p_xl9JSQIprswjyJP1dnGa1751BlKJdvLrdVw0I32hpL7BlXjpC6MmA/s1600/IMG_3371.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FcYiza3P5vDYQ_s4zALBsr4deRs-IGVAD8pJF2ByR8sjk0xnLScQgb6hh0L7c3RWXO2ez2zK6Ihp7f-p_xl9JSQIprswjyJP1dnGa1751BlKJdvLrdVw0I32hpL7BlXjpC6MmA/s320/IMG_3371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696936777416054530" /></a>the end. </div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-15627364513260464002011-11-04T16:37:00.003-04:002011-11-04T19:12:23.951-04:00Don't know where to startwow, I've written a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">katrillion</span> blog posts in my head the last few weeks, too bad none of them actually made it to the computer. It's been a busy few weeks. I mentioned my wonderful friend Sue coming to paint for us. I realize I still haven't posted a single picture of this place. Trust me, you aren't missing much, although you are missing just a smidgen more since she painted. I keep meaning to take pictures once all the rooms are clean at the same time. That actually happened Wednesday of this week because we hosted our small group so um, it was do or die (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ok</span>, I suppose I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">wouldn't</span> have actually died... ). Then I think... wait, I need to put stuff on the walls before I take pictures. Then in the meantime, everything gets messy again ... round and round we go. Anyway, I do have a pile of pictures I want to post sometime. <div><br /></div><div>I'm working on a fun little craft project. Can't post pictures or say much about it right now <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">because</span> it's a gift, but soon. Anyway, I haven't been in touch with my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">crafty</span> side for so long, it's a lot of fun. I've been thinking, hey, maybe I should try to sell these puppies, then I look closely and wonder how that might work. </div><div><br /></div><div>The weekend after Sue came to paint, was my friend and former roommate's wedding. It so happened that Dave had Thurs. and Fri. off that week for fall break. Thursday we went to a (very small) zoo close to here. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Aleah</span> was impressed with the bears and anything that was big and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">moved</span> a lot. She also really liked the birds. The rest was sort of boring (in her opinion). Anyway, Friday we made our way to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Kokomo</span> where wedding preparations were underway. I've never been in a wedding since having a hubs and small child. I have to say it um... complicates things. I wanted to help, but it was also hard to be much help. Anyway, at one point Bethany gave me some plastic table skirts that were all <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">wrinkly</span> and wondered if I could take them to the groom's parent's house and stick them in the dryer to fluff them up a little. Hey, I'm here to serve. So off I go to stick plastic in the dryer. The idea was low heat, just a couple minutes. That should do it. So I started drying while chatting with the groom. Then we checked said table skirts. Absolutely nothing was happening, & they were still cold and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">wrinkly</span>. So I changed the heat to medium, and changed the timer so it was more in the middle instead of just at the end of the cycle (not sure if that makes sense at all, or if it changed anything but...), and started chatting again... a bit later we checked the lovely skirts and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">ohhhhhhhhhhhhh</span> dear - they were shall we say, very, very, very, very, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">indeedly</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">MELTED</span>. As in, "wow, someone sprayed shaving cream in the dryer, but it's hard to get off shaving cream" melted. oh <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">deeeeeeeeear</span>! So as the groom removed the pieces of table skirts from the dyer with a knife, I thought about other ways I might be able to lend my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">indispensable</span> services. Dave and I then drove to the bed and breakfast where everyone was staying (well, all the important people), and g0t settled in, and I then drove around town looking for the party store to buy more table skirts. I finally found the place and bought 2 more, drove back to the church ages after I left on the 10 minute errand to dry the table skirts, and delivered them. WOW! I'm not sure what they would have done without me! Anyway, the wedding was beautiful, all candle light. It was great to see friends I had hadn't seen in awhile. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Aleah</span> was a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">basket case</span> by the end of the wedding day, but we all survived. We drove back after all the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">festivities</span> Saturday night. </div><div><br /></div><div>The weekend after that, another wonderful friend Bethany came to visit. I don't have a single picture to document that she was here, but she was and it was so good to hang out with her. Dave was at a conference all day Saturday, where he gave a spiffy math talk that was quite impressive I hear! = ) So it was nice to have company. We ate good food and sat around and watched "Sabrina" - both the old and much older versions. </div><div><br /></div><div>The following weekend was last weekend and we had nothing planned for the first time in awhile. I really don't remember what we did. I could if I thought about it long enough, but I don't want to waste time doing that instead of telling you about... well, I mentioned we ate good food in the above paragraph. I don't usually post about food on here because really, there's not usually much exciting to share from around here. But let me just say 2 things. I came across <a href="http://budgetbytes.blogspot.com/2011/07/taco-chicken-bowls-1066-recipe-133.html">this recipe </a> from a fellow blogger awhile back (thanks Sabrina) and have made it several times since then. I would suggest you do the same. Its very very tasty and quick and cheap too, other than the chicken. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Ok</span>, that's one. And now for 2, I had asked Bethany if there was anything she wanted to eat while she was here. She remembered some type of chicken <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">sandwich</span> she ate up in Red Lake that she thought <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Heather</span> G. made. So anyway, after a little research and some tweaking, can I just tell you what I made? I feel I have to because it's one of my favorite things ever that I've made, even though it was nothing fancy (this is probably <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">sooooooooo</span> very boring - sorry). So I stuck some chicken breasts in the crock put with some tasty BBQ sauce and let that cook away. Then fried up onions and a pepper. Also fried up some bacon (in this case, turkey bacon). Then took sour dough bread, put some cheese on it (in this case, muenster), then a nice little pile of BBQ chicken from the crock pot, then a pile of onions/peppers, then bacon, then a bit more cheese, then the bread. Then fry it up like an amazingly glorified grilled cheese. The first one spilled all over the frying pan, then I remembered I have a George Foreman grill, so I did the rest in there. They were tasting <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">soooooooo</span> tasty (for Rhonda, ha) indeed. oh so very tasty. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Ok</span>, that's the end of my story. done talking about food. Except to say that Dave and I and small human are going to Chick <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Fil</span> A tonight, which I'm more than a little excited about. I've been going through withdrawal these last few months. There's a new one in a neighboring town that we wanted to go to anyway to kick of some Christmas shopping, so when they wake up, that's what we'll do. = ) </div><div><br /></div><div>I guess since I'm writing about all our exciting weekends, that brings me up to this one. We had wanted to make it to Iowa to meet our new <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">niece</span> (Dave's brother and wife's baby) and be there for her baptism. But sadly, Dave has way too much work to do to go anywhere for the weekend, so we're sticking around here and hopefully having a productive couple days. We're looking forward to heading up north in a couple weeks to see my family, most of whom I haven't seen since last Christmas - way too long! I can't wait. Also get to meet my new great-niece. So many new little girls in our family right now. Fun stuff. And no, I'm not even close to old enough to have "great" anythings but I do because I have siblings who are way way WAY older than me... anyway, I digress. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Aleah</span> seems to be growing like crazy. When I look at her she doesn't seem that tall to me, but according to how things are fitting, she's grown at least a couple inches in the last couple months. Also brings up an interesting dilemma. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Ok</span>, so you know how they used to say that babies have to face backwards in their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">car seats</span> until they're both 20 lbs and one year? Well, when <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Aleah</span> went for her one year check up, her doc told us that they've changed the recommendation and you're not supposed to turn the car seat around until they're at least 2! What?? Well anyway, at that time she was fine facing backwards and other than not being able to see out very well and having the sun blinding her eyes a lot of the time, no biggie. So we've never switched her. The "law" is still one year so we could switch whenever, and I know probably none of my readers are militant about such things, but man oh man, you should read some of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">babycenter</span> boards about such things. Those who turn around their child's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">car seat</span> before they're 3 are hideous child abusers - maybe your child's cramped leg will snap in an accident, but at least they'll LIVE. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">eesh</span>. Which is my next point - with all the growth lately, she really doesn't look very comfortable that way anymore - her legs are quite cramped. So it seems only nice to do the big <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">switcheroo</span> before the big long trip coming up. But the angry voices of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">babycenter</span> moms I hear in my head. And I think about the icy scary Canadian roads and freak out a bit. Anyway, which is the worse - traveling with your toddler unable to see out the windows, gnawing on her knees, sun shining in her eyes, or sacrificing all comfort for the most possible safety? </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">Ok</span>, I'm pretty sure I've blathered on long enough. have a great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">weekend</span>!! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-74625487334905450732011-10-10T18:56:00.012-04:002011-10-10T19:21:28.867-04:00Long ago in a far away land...<div>And now, before this next batch of pics, that possibly filled my heart with joy and made me wish for a better camera and mad skills to use it, a little anecdote. Long, long (long long long long long long) ago when I was a teenager, full of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">winsome</span> vigor and zest for life, I was out shopping with my mom and aunt in Michigan. I don't remember what store we were in, but I came <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">across</span> this line of kid's clothes called "Rachel's Kids." It was even spelled right, with no "a" added. So I thought, in all my youthful, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">winsome</span>, vigor, how sweet would it be to buy something and save it for the day that I might have my own small fry that could wear it? Then her tag would say "Rachel's Kids" and it would be true, except there would only be one and not 2. But I digress. So, reaching back into the farthest recesses of my memory, I recall picking out something I thought was cute, bought it, bagged it, and stashed it away in my hope chest. I'm sure you can tell where this is going, so without further ado - today's photo shoot. </div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq2uSPUzqpcu3ZMd5pUOE4bw-s-_LZFemhFOJAcwEHMad4nAYTjZApJvOKAd57JGthxe7Q8eaovPJY6dvavhG_2mFNNka7jzEPXp6__Z73nObsP2z2eG-ehda434rRMdZnNiHMuQ/s1600/IMG_3143.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq2uSPUzqpcu3ZMd5pUOE4bw-s-_LZFemhFOJAcwEHMad4nAYTjZApJvOKAd57JGthxe7Q8eaovPJY6dvavhG_2mFNNka7jzEPXp6__Z73nObsP2z2eG-ehda434rRMdZnNiHMuQ/s320/IMG_3143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662003059707380194" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJOyu8bhFhOW1v2SNhZ2YEDE3rWeMlGLFM2ZIlDTaqne-grbGmKBnA1GQeyFGzR41aPdS6u2lFY2__TdWjzOM7pwOHOTvC2Dqf2zyzqnB5uJGD0xXJwWZ2ca6MCdyCA5c3KIeu4g/s1600/IMG_3113.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJOyu8bhFhOW1v2SNhZ2YEDE3rWeMlGLFM2ZIlDTaqne-grbGmKBnA1GQeyFGzR41aPdS6u2lFY2__TdWjzOM7pwOHOTvC2Dqf2zyzqnB5uJGD0xXJwWZ2ca6MCdyCA5c3KIeu4g/s320/IMG_3113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662002771176534530" /></a>We went back to the aforementioned park. Wait, latter mentioned park. It's be gorgeous here for over a week - very warm and sunny every day with beautiful fall leaves. Natural light is SO wonderful! Way better than trying to take pics inside where they're <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">either</span> too dark, or glowing white from the flash. And you don't have to use red eye reduction and all that. And being outside with more distractions was nice because she didn't just pound on her chest the whole time meaning she wants the camera.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvRwcWPhyphenhyphenR7CI2BDKr1zUaQkb-1NYfBmAd0nTbK5t2N_xnEsrv2xYrd43IJAS3m7czDUNo0dbKHBe2aGYVgujdlrNpnv728C0VOZLDglwfVePXlMwz1b7fFiLOsCdtvp-pEk11w/s1600/IMG_3109.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvRwcWPhyphenhyphenR7CI2BDKr1zUaQkb-1NYfBmAd0nTbK5t2N_xnEsrv2xYrd43IJAS3m7czDUNo0dbKHBe2aGYVgujdlrNpnv728C0VOZLDglwfVePXlMwz1b7fFiLOsCdtvp-pEk11w/s320/IMG_3109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662002634367550018" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW95tANNvogP-N4ClA4NX-thCjF9YINvseNApYZNSeO-HcMGnhOgqo9aGno0XiFrnS-WLNq0BkgnxTJYwO_tvONydaffgk8GjMIcF5QWsEkgbSrvFQxmK0NQlCtaV6txcScaVY5w/s1600/IMG_3111.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW95tANNvogP-N4ClA4NX-thCjF9YINvseNApYZNSeO-HcMGnhOgqo9aGno0XiFrnS-WLNq0BkgnxTJYwO_tvONydaffgk8GjMIcF5QWsEkgbSrvFQxmK0NQlCtaV6txcScaVY5w/s320/IMG_3111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662002507832953650" /></a>Her hat stood up in funny ways and looked like misplaced rabbit ears or something. but hey, you'd be a little bent out of shape too if you spent the last 20 years in storage<div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxboVriEyzETwLb4O0q4ZxZforzVVgBm-0QmaJY5GEG6HFrJR9oUXBIGn2MDqg0rHqZrC6RfYvvQ46mWkm9uJYbO5Rp61Ch6FDJ8BtVR-LRfP6gAzbOtG75IrdsvF8UELA2ENswg/s1600/IMG_3119.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxboVriEyzETwLb4O0q4ZxZforzVVgBm-0QmaJY5GEG6HFrJR9oUXBIGn2MDqg0rHqZrC6RfYvvQ46mWkm9uJYbO5Rp61Ch6FDJ8BtVR-LRfP6gAzbOtG75IrdsvF8UELA2ENswg/s320/IMG_3119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662002404276919570" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUNCEd7lcPfaAygQsVMFZs_en0q7eUZNlZ4rsGI-Rlm7zH8-nMHlafwgVaeLvvb9URSuLwKfD7v0G-u0Mqp8F1do8DVMRPi8MDtJPANLHeyk5h6ak8LVLGQs6_9nAtTMPncgo6Sg/s1600/IMG_3125.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUNCEd7lcPfaAygQsVMFZs_en0q7eUZNlZ4rsGI-Rlm7zH8-nMHlafwgVaeLvvb9URSuLwKfD7v0G-u0Mqp8F1do8DVMRPi8MDtJPANLHeyk5h6ak8LVLGQs6_9nAtTMPncgo6Sg/s320/IMG_3125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662002141543776258" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ym3SdV4ikYpsOuoWWfBBzeSxL24KPOiOvaP17qfqD3EW4NyiIJzQEGzxuUpybY91mG2q1tVH3-CqpEVJuL_CbQBnppPDg6pJdss9-PL75UX-pZAuHt_iMKIn4VPPeRW3ieXXiw/s1600/IMG_3127.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ym3SdV4ikYpsOuoWWfBBzeSxL24KPOiOvaP17qfqD3EW4NyiIJzQEGzxuUpybY91mG2q1tVH3-CqpEVJuL_CbQBnppPDg6pJdss9-PL75UX-pZAuHt_iMKIn4VPPeRW3ieXXiw/s320/IMG_3127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001980465092962" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_l26UuZaYccBqVfqyJNUOkRmQavey0qdTBnx_xicFmtz34nr30VMqvSRD1jOUDWco4b97nHXskOcuL59E_B9NB_XVn0mEhC6EgxeWMjhFeIDtm6bg1m4XmvHJ21hWSruOD__Dg/s1600/IMG_3128.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_l26UuZaYccBqVfqyJNUOkRmQavey0qdTBnx_xicFmtz34nr30VMqvSRD1jOUDWco4b97nHXskOcuL59E_B9NB_XVn0mEhC6EgxeWMjhFeIDtm6bg1m4XmvHJ21hWSruOD__Dg/s320/IMG_3128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001770469161490" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPY_4U7lxtrqV1y9LjICLEVglGZ4Tesf2PdVa7DKc6TzG4D2Sb_XmoGHM8al_aB1OdN0_Ci_ADUQ5_UvmIdpWfCwr6N0ST1OzuNT3yMxD07rD-jZ56oNJfAw8XddR6O6r36oG25g/s1600/IMG_3134.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPY_4U7lxtrqV1y9LjICLEVglGZ4Tesf2PdVa7DKc6TzG4D2Sb_XmoGHM8al_aB1OdN0_Ci_ADUQ5_UvmIdpWfCwr6N0ST1OzuNT3yMxD07rD-jZ56oNJfAw8XddR6O6r36oG25g/s320/IMG_3134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001679698488210" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTzhqPm1j8YWR4zYhQNO9O5E8d5g2EwXAiMGNlf4RCDzpqx_cAxhTuHnGrMD3hvdOwv_XWoTNkmOYfjc-E9T1hMUtvzDez5zvrU_Funk3ty9J0oWbeTihgAB-unFLWIO9RhRzpQ/s1600/IMG_3135.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTzhqPm1j8YWR4zYhQNO9O5E8d5g2EwXAiMGNlf4RCDzpqx_cAxhTuHnGrMD3hvdOwv_XWoTNkmOYfjc-E9T1hMUtvzDez5zvrU_Funk3ty9J0oWbeTihgAB-unFLWIO9RhRzpQ/s320/IMG_3135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001569914040866" /></a>I was surprised she left her hat on a lot of the time.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJEOdE1AnEEV5Pju7wpiQ3IHFgEi5W2QUSVUMFpfmIAlCmEk5IghBc1RRWaY2sC2uebYCy_67jMDc6JmQnPzIYTPFKiPNiGNimpvHDYbujnXgbbEo4BR0LZZ9oLDIG7ft_Zj5mQ/s1600/IMG_3138.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJEOdE1AnEEV5Pju7wpiQ3IHFgEi5W2QUSVUMFpfmIAlCmEk5IghBc1RRWaY2sC2uebYCy_67jMDc6JmQnPzIYTPFKiPNiGNimpvHDYbujnXgbbEo4BR0LZZ9oLDIG7ft_Zj5mQ/s320/IMG_3138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001471720847570" /></a><div>The larger, not <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">resized</span> pics look better, but oh well. I was pretty happy to get some good outdoor shots. And after not seeing fall leaves for years, wow, this place is just gorgeous right now! I'm just loving it. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijbv9RflgMmFbEomTrAFIJjra1YDtsVbN2LJzdyGR8KFANNk4soVNLLk_Ep9Jp9ErGg_CyGk2QFY7TjcsPPUC3ow-dzEt7Pm5BQKcm-dlDg4J5eBPiKUWhZnPchSof4ECGdwMfzg/s1600/IMG_3140.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijbv9RflgMmFbEomTrAFIJjra1YDtsVbN2LJzdyGR8KFANNk4soVNLLk_Ep9Jp9ErGg_CyGk2QFY7TjcsPPUC3ow-dzEt7Pm5BQKcm-dlDg4J5eBPiKUWhZnPchSof4ECGdwMfzg/s320/IMG_3140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001372252755698" /></a></div></div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-40473860151173071852011-10-10T18:20:00.015-04:002011-10-10T18:56:10.673-04:00Middle post<div>I always get annoyed with blogger because of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">wierd</span> order in which they post posts. I know, I should just switch to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Wordpress</span>. I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">thinkin</span> about it. Feeling guilty about thinking about it, etc. So here's some random recent pics. nothing too exciting. My friend Sue came this past weekend and did a pile of painting for us. Bless her soul!!! It really improved the look of the bedrooms and hallway. Still have the stairway walls to paint. All the painting makes me really want my own house! Would be so nice to fix things up like you want them. But anyway, if we could just get rid of the rodents once and for all and stop ruining laundry with the nasty water here, it'd be a fine, temporary place to live. Sigh. I have had days of wanting to scream my head off not knowing what to do about those 2 things. Cleaning all the mouse <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">terds</span> off the counter shouldn't be a part of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">anyone's</span> daily <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">moring</span> routine. shudder. Anyway, on to cheery things - We've had lots of weekend busyness - weddings, company, etc. This weekend my former <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">roomie</span> when I lived in IN (prior to this time of living in IN) is getting married. The weekend after that another friend comes to visit! Fun times! = ) So anyway, pics - </div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoZkdGoulipZLsmhZwalt09Fc1N3Pb7uTAXs1blj8ZhQUa-vZN9Rc8Nej4-Mm3-0_E7dz1KTp3CQo4JAwQaOcHcjJkBkSs4p3iwlbHoV5xUjQdcP8hxTAki3fuo0RXGhKm_PQciQ/s1600/IMG_3014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoZkdGoulipZLsmhZwalt09Fc1N3Pb7uTAXs1blj8ZhQUa-vZN9Rc8Nej4-Mm3-0_E7dz1KTp3CQo4JAwQaOcHcjJkBkSs4p3iwlbHoV5xUjQdcP8hxTAki3fuo0RXGhKm_PQciQ/s320/IMG_3014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661993639257961442" /></a>One of the very pretty park/gardens in town - we went on a wet/sloppy day and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Aleah</span> had fun running around.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3_3sNTYCAOHLWg2J35XEdudSsGjNyOaIgzL4H9pxpjsklNtVIA0CqR36LMvE0_QnZktlVurX2CqfOOtNUKNygwb4HL4JXBF63e2X6xZtM0Gpc72vIWTNrD-p7YCbmDbY8fQY2w/s1600/IMG_3020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3_3sNTYCAOHLWg2J35XEdudSsGjNyOaIgzL4H9pxpjsklNtVIA0CqR36LMvE0_QnZktlVurX2CqfOOtNUKNygwb4HL4JXBF63e2X6xZtM0Gpc72vIWTNrD-p7YCbmDbY8fQY2w/s320/IMG_3020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661993438535707506" /></a>There's even a little fish pond.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMC6pdx7eCdC9VhtPEKQbo9QHxaicpGVccI1Wr0EkOdyqnuan4io0jVIRL5wa0CST7RVhUx_zs56ninVojyKZlFt6Br-q6shM8ln4LG2KqYfKxCvNeQMkauglas6YLUhnrYn4dVg/s1600/IMG_3024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMC6pdx7eCdC9VhtPEKQbo9QHxaicpGVccI1Wr0EkOdyqnuan4io0jVIRL5wa0CST7RVhUx_zs56ninVojyKZlFt6Br-q6shM8ln4LG2KqYfKxCvNeQMkauglas6YLUhnrYn4dVg/s320/IMG_3024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661993314817909218" /></a>Love this pic.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88NmQMvh8qneiPaRfZTTpZMoRZfi9ZVpsSpu9fqfhY0qKZj7p__J7aCrxR8ZByCkTLF1-wYCUkWuBVz_OI7J29aFyYG3VMvCMToMhnQ31eSYHNgGW3iSuDwOoxPiqUEy_hXYaiQ/s1600/IMG_3026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88NmQMvh8qneiPaRfZTTpZMoRZfi9ZVpsSpu9fqfhY0qKZj7p__J7aCrxR8ZByCkTLF1-wYCUkWuBVz_OI7J29aFyYG3VMvCMToMhnQ31eSYHNgGW3iSuDwOoxPiqUEy_hXYaiQ/s320/IMG_3026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661993205274166082" /></a>great place to run!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIQzSku5x8cKn9bg5RNJ1T6cnCMdnH6C0aBFumbLzI1WWg5O-efW7lZwpJb6nX2HmmIgejICJK4Gf_dTBvzGjRKIlips4R9nL47CIrFYlprg7wYv31I3EhJdzhfpJZhaVHymbnQ/s1600/IMG_3028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIQzSku5x8cKn9bg5RNJ1T6cnCMdnH6C0aBFumbLzI1WWg5O-efW7lZwpJb6nX2HmmIgejICJK4Gf_dTBvzGjRKIlips4R9nL47CIrFYlprg7wYv31I3EhJdzhfpJZhaVHymbnQ/s320/IMG_3028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661993078439057666" /></a>And now for a little fashion show cuz Jenni wanted one. = ) This is why it's so hard to take her pic these days - this is her saying "Please" because she wants to play with the camera and push the buttons. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ARG</span>!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMRwbgSpVaF9ZowPomkx-t-GqGmTISDZol4Va7ZFY5UuI8HMKCpPokwrnVyCq5EwzYOaODpESHQtP94nUJtmX7N1m4fvb52nkSKmfd_Xh20pCQpqknFOxyBhdHbuWdcA3vp0Cvw/s1600/IMG_3030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMRwbgSpVaF9ZowPomkx-t-GqGmTISDZol4Va7ZFY5UuI8HMKCpPokwrnVyCq5EwzYOaODpESHQtP94nUJtmX7N1m4fvb52nkSKmfd_Xh20pCQpqknFOxyBhdHbuWdcA3vp0Cvw/s320/IMG_3030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992965491214898" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi21BALHIeHRPjmFyLyVu2rvCw2wERhsX705MGzD3cq-CcOkzhwaAO0T6FAJQ4nhGd9Uy0wSPu4LdDdIs3VTzCXazc4b18aT92d3nHaOMS4frIWMWclL2ar541cJJLriSrfRxHZA/s1600/IMG_3033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi21BALHIeHRPjmFyLyVu2rvCw2wERhsX705MGzD3cq-CcOkzhwaAO0T6FAJQ4nhGd9Uy0wSPu4LdDdIs3VTzCXazc4b18aT92d3nHaOMS4frIWMWclL2ar541cJJLriSrfRxHZA/s320/IMG_3033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992806550366914" /></a>This pic cracks me up - she's not really posing as you might think - she was just playing with toys and stood up and that's what <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">happened</span>. She's now officially way more <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">stylin</span> than me - check out her boots. They were from a free <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">craigslist</span> gig.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4X1-ia7xAOvvC4kUQDy8C8sDMErkT4EsJO_vCd0I36kW3IY4qfTe3o3XJ-G4zFZZnXdKT6D-8HUJZR-EFEy5I-uP_WCI99WgpqUlrCznFylO-i2R9yvHRqonGUr_TH-2SXXKgKg/s1600/IMG_3050.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4X1-ia7xAOvvC4kUQDy8C8sDMErkT4EsJO_vCd0I36kW3IY4qfTe3o3XJ-G4zFZZnXdKT6D-8HUJZR-EFEy5I-uP_WCI99WgpqUlrCznFylO-i2R9yvHRqonGUr_TH-2SXXKgKg/s320/IMG_3050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992665693933762" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMGoqsorobe6IxquL6fLQO-XP_bG4527pH9xszn6AWF_pEPRSNGbjHk9wOpKWm1pbswLWd-morZsSqp6Igp0YQbUBzHQNQnGRAr50miE1Pkju6P74Jlwqt0iGHpTtXjGpdzv0ZQ/s1600/IMG_3048.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMGoqsorobe6IxquL6fLQO-XP_bG4527pH9xszn6AWF_pEPRSNGbjHk9wOpKWm1pbswLWd-morZsSqp6Igp0YQbUBzHQNQnGRAr50miE1Pkju6P74Jlwqt0iGHpTtXjGpdzv0ZQ/s320/IMG_3048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992512395099394" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzpY-DBuU7UJNPAtNZoGu0ZgZdip1Ii6s7ih-Rz0qRGSo-sVcdnHbRsm_BKLqnM3Y0xTo8YdGNETaIxjuwsPUCVEmit3rj8cHluUo-WcVFZWPj8C7yVs4uJQ-c4CjR5LWknBuz2A/s1600/IMG_3052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzpY-DBuU7UJNPAtNZoGu0ZgZdip1Ii6s7ih-Rz0qRGSo-sVcdnHbRsm_BKLqnM3Y0xTo8YdGNETaIxjuwsPUCVEmit3rj8cHluUo-WcVFZWPj8C7yVs4uJQ-c4CjR5LWknBuz2A/s320/IMG_3052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992420979722194" /></a>look ma - no hand! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">eesh</span>.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3rgYOfzLrVBDAnLHNpC15SqnXA5GxWKpZevxzxcGXlPh5YT_LtnMhpbJwTDTAJnwsRt9aw_6Gz1hCvITuVP_0n1ngKa7thdyFkq97I8L-IhCQnyB5t0wHJ9vp4iMgdrao5Slg8g/s1600/IMG_3060.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3rgYOfzLrVBDAnLHNpC15SqnXA5GxWKpZevxzxcGXlPh5YT_LtnMhpbJwTDTAJnwsRt9aw_6Gz1hCvITuVP_0n1ngKa7thdyFkq97I8L-IhCQnyB5t0wHJ9vp4iMgdrao5Slg8g/s320/IMG_3060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992290690796338" /></a>She's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">soooo</span> helpful, like when I'm trying to clean out the fridge, for instance. like a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">lil</span> puppy, always underfoot. = )<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf4zbAJr_6YA8qcbvxaDcFitppT6VfJ9dMdzyOs_-BRtDi32n-8GqlrB9goSSAPPvdWsz8bNGM_52wvAlGvd70t9KSQlI9TOdpGbFNRwEQlsVlnakZbQXBHPWlT24f2Cjn3sk-eg/s1600/IMG_3062.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf4zbAJr_6YA8qcbvxaDcFitppT6VfJ9dMdzyOs_-BRtDi32n-8GqlrB9goSSAPPvdWsz8bNGM_52wvAlGvd70t9KSQlI9TOdpGbFNRwEQlsVlnakZbQXBHPWlT24f2Cjn3sk-eg/s320/IMG_3062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992191104626178" /></a>On Friday I went with a couple friends to an apple orchard close to here. I forgot my camera. = ( But anyway, it's a really fun little place with a petting zoo, farm toys for the kiddies to play with, and amazing food. They are known for their pumpkin and apple <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">cinn</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">donuts</span> (2 different kinds, lest there be any confusion). I now know why - SO good. Anyway, I tend to not give <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Aleah</span> much sugar. Friday I plunked her in her high chair, and gave her an entire donut to demolish. She probably doesn't know what hit her.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZb4vhL0P_3cSbzJukCGrjToyW5nYm7_YKB34uJmZMdaef_ae-mjvvVJE-2wi4gnyNq5iVV6fC_Vfv0UxV6NwUm7BpSgyZ4MRhHps94DtwyZK2IpaADHhwJfHTNlpXSKgDrCtxow/s1600/IMG_3104.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZb4vhL0P_3cSbzJukCGrjToyW5nYm7_YKB34uJmZMdaef_ae-mjvvVJE-2wi4gnyNq5iVV6fC_Vfv0UxV6NwUm7BpSgyZ4MRhHps94DtwyZK2IpaADHhwJfHTNlpXSKgDrCtxow/s320/IMG_3104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661992108084668930" /></a>Boy, we really are slipping around here - more sugar. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Aleah's</span> first beater. = ) Actually, it was whipping cream so not the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">worst</span> thing in the world. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Ok</span>, this concludes the middle post. Stay tuned for the 3rd post. Or the 1st, depending on how it works out. Also, I have a ton of painting pictures but I think those will have to wait for another day.rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28063200.post-85561401944126997392011-10-10T17:41:00.017-04:002011-10-10T18:20:18.842-04:00New York Trip<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fTQmZou7OASz0zJuwLsiEpawDwBg2tPMW3jrTVs45zwpf-4yv8Ag9aKh-3EoCp5hfRJkjvWXikNY2F2coK2cKOTfYHTk4HSGIr4AGE7LuDZadR9Q_okqQdbiwnirnVIYwmtM5A/s1600/DSC03911.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div>I've started several blogs many times in my head, but they've never made it to the screen. So now I have a ton of posts to post. So I'll just get started. Probably won't get them all done today. A few weekends ago Dave and I took a trip to New York (the state, not the city) for his cousin's wedding. His parents and one brother were there as well. So, here's some pics from that - </div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm2AtWnysfQBDaAJhYnxY9zkYl_0XZKfSyJIdsBwH9XND-2XrN0oVVfAEFMEr7RDo0geZhPnMo6H7gs6bHU6qAetmtH1TOAs8gEUdf8JwuZrZ6eNORtOx4lXJD5AMjzQTwGutMtQ/s1600/DSC03891.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm2AtWnysfQBDaAJhYnxY9zkYl_0XZKfSyJIdsBwH9XND-2XrN0oVVfAEFMEr7RDo0geZhPnMo6H7gs6bHU6qAetmtH1TOAs8gEUdf8JwuZrZ6eNORtOx4lXJD5AMjzQTwGutMtQ/s320/DSC03891.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661986764991099250" /></a>reading stories with Grandpa<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnseKwG-EV2GKNgG5UXvzqAE0PxMoW668Bt5D3KFVs4KwjSJD1ywreemVHNrwVp0xWaU0K5CqrX6UfYGgLMtyu8OWXEgwGdX3KgxeE7lWTEMSLFMxg-SS5ZrMqrwlEijeChXY6VQ/s1600/DSC03904.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnseKwG-EV2GKNgG5UXvzqAE0PxMoW668Bt5D3KFVs4KwjSJD1ywreemVHNrwVp0xWaU0K5CqrX6UfYGgLMtyu8OWXEgwGdX3KgxeE7lWTEMSLFMxg-SS5ZrMqrwlEijeChXY6VQ/s320/DSC03904.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661986636823813538" /></a>Downtown Sherman, New York, where Dave's mom grew up and where Dave has many memories of spending time with Grandparents (side note - the place makes me feel like I grew up in a pretty big city - we did have ONE stoplight, after all.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDjduFdpihk5asn33aJQBaxrBoH0SjUyov1SBqWl8DWKbrPu_4H2NLMa2pb2k2ntA7mEcGuXvXB6QrB54L-IDt5usNX7KyKkKJXx4ELkaO1ypZ7d4SN_syp9PvztChpyIDHfWylw/s1600/IMG_2953.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDjduFdpihk5asn33aJQBaxrBoH0SjUyov1SBqWl8DWKbrPu_4H2NLMa2pb2k2ntA7mEcGuXvXB6QrB54L-IDt5usNX7KyKkKJXx4ELkaO1ypZ7d4SN_syp9PvztChpyIDHfWylw/s320/IMG_2953.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661986476238577538" /></a>nah, I'm sure they're not related<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5FiWrGzWRhIRVbf1Uzly7gpf1ZV1yqjZ1n4Oj3kXi_OqV6JiTjk1SbmFfWHoRI6oS4cjALp0wn_Ra8cG2k_8Ii-mo_WSK2C71QoDl16j9ofMLpLh5fqBFxt3Hoc9fMwXor-5WRw/s1600/IMG_2957.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5FiWrGzWRhIRVbf1Uzly7gpf1ZV1yqjZ1n4Oj3kXi_OqV6JiTjk1SbmFfWHoRI6oS4cjALp0wn_Ra8cG2k_8Ii-mo_WSK2C71QoDl16j9ofMLpLh5fqBFxt3Hoc9fMwXor-5WRw/s320/IMG_2957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661986371742525730" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaN7g4mE686VH09KDHISwcXlOsk1q6YoHAPVZZKmcqhWAur_mGVw9FXAlg8Z7RtPa1eiHggo8GluMkcda6bxI5quQHPPLWkgwSRD3G2VHFCzRjEeEWhhPdq8vZ0WqUfUikGkPbEA/s320/IMG_2961.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661986255746035474" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7as90WopF87Lu2REpnII1oGb8iXxN0KtF2ZgWNbkhFS7pBH6C4u9SyXI5iu6gLyad_1fu9MWvx6HFLbB-fTvayDwJdSUCYXcGkqfSKyEFlZYIRRPR0deF2hJ0IDoCgtGUJyETw/s1600/DSC03921.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7as90WopF87Lu2REpnII1oGb8iXxN0KtF2ZgWNbkhFS7pBH6C4u9SyXI5iu6gLyad_1fu9MWvx6HFLbB-fTvayDwJdSUCYXcGkqfSKyEFlZYIRRPR0deF2hJ0IDoCgtGUJyETw/s320/DSC03921.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661986118232332738" /></a>4 generations outside the town diner<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__W8QMgR8A26nm42RoHz6wGyzAP_JceDnZRt-sul9eEl1VUDfcwUfgOOj3zhaVz14gMq2JErVy_aY3G9fzWrukDxjRCrny-PzOVEp1s-3uMM0YS6yTrBuxawOLgQcGPlRKNLxWw/s1600/DSC03941.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__W8QMgR8A26nm42RoHz6wGyzAP_JceDnZRt-sul9eEl1VUDfcwUfgOOj3zhaVz14gMq2JErVy_aY3G9fzWrukDxjRCrny-PzOVEp1s-3uMM0YS6yTrBuxawOLgQcGPlRKNLxWw/s320/DSC03941.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661985907904238338" /></a>Sitting around waiting to leave for the wedding. Great uncle Dan providing toddler entertainment<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkkVuINNEuON4OXQVsngEBFFiQcCbIzakkc_nvWGsylURf5rWsWuyFVSraCAmzVVkk-7wYKEgc7pJe83YEHD1wMakwCcVV-8kg_0A8TSVyP5IyV9uHryFaiX5dXoVpvnO1nAcQCA/s1600/DSC03937.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkkVuINNEuON4OXQVsngEBFFiQcCbIzakkc_nvWGsylURf5rWsWuyFVSraCAmzVVkk-7wYKEgc7pJe83YEHD1wMakwCcVV-8kg_0A8TSVyP5IyV9uHryFaiX5dXoVpvnO1nAcQCA/s320/DSC03937.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661985778933630162" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xE2KRykUSsw-GnbqW-WyQwCjK6T2uwPsDW-_Z-Edg5QNEjWwPsVhxSiHUArD0T0lfPbEEd1-LbrVbUx43zQUa0306KM9DlflzuIAjf6Xo2mKvtUgxvsfE1Iam3gxaZX0Tbp3jA/s1600/IMG_2994.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xE2KRykUSsw-GnbqW-WyQwCjK6T2uwPsDW-_Z-Edg5QNEjWwPsVhxSiHUArD0T0lfPbEEd1-LbrVbUx43zQUa0306KM9DlflzuIAjf6Xo2mKvtUgxvsfE1Iam3gxaZX0Tbp3jA/s320/IMG_2994.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661984924330970354" /></a>Wow uncle Alex, you have a very fancy tie!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgranWPjpbc_wAiznDCxTBa23Xfque68kOYRalFG7HIkDf1ww9h6BXCHhFdaL6I0g9yj_wk9TQuf9aybiGFlJGqb4Tu8-sRj9QQlfONZh4CoNUEDA58K9xT2FCd9sQNdjIFoXTPAg/s1600/IMG_2995.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgranWPjpbc_wAiznDCxTBa23Xfque68kOYRalFG7HIkDf1ww9h6BXCHhFdaL6I0g9yj_wk9TQuf9aybiGFlJGqb4Tu8-sRj9QQlfONZh4CoNUEDA58K9xT2FCd9sQNdjIFoXTPAg/s320/IMG_2995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661984803247915458" /></a>Fist bumping with the bride. = )<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0_wGkBjK00X6Y2r0aWltAVJaVbW9B-GSg5iNGkCbkVS70xoAACNdfHAjYJVqerA57XycruZpA9Wz2klEj9NWbOkkchEUglfkTYrUB4IJWkYWNMIjgPtbLq9hZEjCYns762Vgl9A/s1600/DSC03975.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0_wGkBjK00X6Y2r0aWltAVJaVbW9B-GSg5iNGkCbkVS70xoAACNdfHAjYJVqerA57XycruZpA9Wz2klEj9NWbOkkchEUglfkTYrUB4IJWkYWNMIjgPtbLq9hZEjCYns762Vgl9A/s320/DSC03975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661984686169776754" /></a> cousins, the bride and groom, and grandpa<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yTSqJKotsRQ3SpuvBVHDZ9w5QeaSGyZjIYrYQ8dq9zZjeDEQXI0KbEfevIlUQ2PZgj2i_iJuvQurJqDAW3ZZFU-o3NA-28l2B6MOW9nnUBbPcZFCnB0pj-4-pyfj3UeB0X0-bw/s1600/DSC04023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yTSqJKotsRQ3SpuvBVHDZ9w5QeaSGyZjIYrYQ8dq9zZjeDEQXI0KbEfevIlUQ2PZgj2i_iJuvQurJqDAW3ZZFU-o3NA-28l2B6MOW9nnUBbPcZFCnB0pj-4-pyfj3UeB0X0-bw/s320/DSC04023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661984530827398466" /></a>4 generations again<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZmg41jxcZx794FBHvWEXC1YFvR6j8TQOvUBDE4PtnJDEjrTjXJ7xVnQ3i6Z_-Xx-XdEuIpxEVBHorEqJSTM-mEGTvtyW2Y-kKVEn0AvbEkKFRd-vVNBUpTZksq3CJz-xPdwzPQ/s1600/DSC04014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZmg41jxcZx794FBHvWEXC1YFvR6j8TQOvUBDE4PtnJDEjrTjXJ7xVnQ3i6Z_-Xx-XdEuIpxEVBHorEqJSTM-mEGTvtyW2Y-kKVEn0AvbEkKFRd-vVNBUpTZksq3CJz-xPdwzPQ/s320/DSC04014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661984183506103474" /></a>so precious<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjm1WdJBDBgZpml-MY_gFXHs0lgB60T2OsIdR4YU1UHOBqEmoBc2-k2zf1pfcPLaRyZNgpEzY1Tda0iLWy6Fge_arD6ALH-I0zD6udbYyLChdwOnw-e8PWjjrsa-i4MKHnrrLI8w/s1600/DSC04040.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjm1WdJBDBgZpml-MY_gFXHs0lgB60T2OsIdR4YU1UHOBqEmoBc2-k2zf1pfcPLaRyZNgpEzY1Tda0iLWy6Fge_arD6ALH-I0zD6udbYyLChdwOnw-e8PWjjrsa-i4MKHnrrLI8w/s320/DSC04040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661983820005950370" /></a>Aleah in the apple tree in Dave's grandpa's yard - the grandsons climbed this tree many many times, so I hear. <div><br /></div><div>We left for New York after Dave got off work, and of course it took longer to get on the road and get there than we planned. So we arrived at 2 our time, 3 in the morning their time. yikes. Aleah who had been zonkered in the car for hours, woke up and thought that would be a good time to start the day. She was awake till 6, when she finally slept on and off for awhile longer. Fun times. We enjoyed spending time with family and introducing Aleah to her Great Grandpa and his wife and her two great uncles on Dave's mom's side of the family (that sounded like a very clunky sentence - hopefully you can figure it out). We drove home Sunday in the day light and made a little bit better time. </div></div>rachelslabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021636933189968477noreply@blogger.com0