tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48650976034005462042023-11-16T06:09:24.780-06:00CJ's Corner of the WorldCJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-12867146820519771312011-08-01T14:35:00.003-05:002011-08-01T14:49:45.975-05:00Back to School. Already.<div style="text-align: center;">Hmm. My last post was July 1. This post is August 1. Is there a pattern developing? Hopefully not. I've been crazy busy, but I'll try to do better. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I promise, Mom! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Today was Kaitlyn's first day of the new school year. She's a third-grader! Oh, my. And I haven't even shared with you her spring pictures from second grade. <br />
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And let me just tell ya, school pictures ain't what they used to be. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Exhibit A:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqNqO8WQYi493hCOxA3xXucQQ9AdyIhKjWkKJ-74ZrudR3Q9iZLvBi14o62HX-auLU2g-3WWcaCfEXAOs8_3ObvBcbBpUBgrvDiWtixcjX_rZ2VhmmdnygKaQaBCrdxUTdejzIghyphenhyphenO8M/s1600/00000392_PoseA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqNqO8WQYi493hCOxA3xXucQQ9AdyIhKjWkKJ-74ZrudR3Q9iZLvBi14o62HX-auLU2g-3WWcaCfEXAOs8_3ObvBcbBpUBgrvDiWtixcjX_rZ2VhmmdnygKaQaBCrdxUTdejzIghyphenhyphenO8M/s640/00000392_PoseA.jpg" t$="true" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">See? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Exhibit B:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I'll post back-to-school pictures in a few days, as well as pictures of another cute little one who's growing like a weed! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-9787148810627677352011-07-01T18:38:00.001-05:002011-07-01T18:41:13.953-05:00HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY!<div style="text-align: center;">I cannot believe it's been twelve months. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seems like this was just yesterday.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center">And now -- in Mickey Mouse Clubhouse style! -- we are celebrating </div><div align="center">his first birthday!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lots of pictures left to edit, but I wanted to make sure and get this post </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">up on this, the big day, as we celebrate twelve months of sweetness!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And speaking of sweetness. I wish I had a little more of Nolan's arms in this shot, but it's still one of my favorites... :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Birthday, Nolan!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-46437615848393794992011-06-29T22:34:00.000-05:002011-06-29T22:34:19.007-05:00Need another reason to smile today?<br />
<div align="center">What can I say? Guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think his big sister would be content to sit there and turn that handle as long as he wanted. You would too, wouldn't you? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now go back and watch it again. You know you want to! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">cj</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-36319413286392396132011-06-27T18:10:00.001-05:002011-06-27T18:12:50.173-05:00Worth Pulling Over . . .<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes you've just gotta pull into a parking lot and shoot a little video. </div><div style="text-align: center;">That's what Ryan did today. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Miss Kaitlyn loves to sing. Always has. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Whether she knows the song or not, she's going to sing along. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The first time I heard of The Band Perry (the group singing in the video) was when K asked me to turn up the radio. I asked her who it was, not really expecting her to know. Yeah, right. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There's one country song she sings -- I'm horrible with groups and names, so I can't tell you who -- where the female singer has the most southern twang I've ever heard. <br />
Kaitlyn nails it, spot on. Cracks me up.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, anyway, as they're riding down the road today, Ryan pulls over<br />
and documents what he gets to hear all the time. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">When K was just a wee thing, she used to perform for us all the time, whether it be singing, puppets, whatever. Usually singing. And she always liked an introduction -- a big introduction -- as she stood off in the hallway. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, honored blog readers, I present to you now the one, the only, the super-talented Miss Kaitlyn, coming to you straight from Ryan's backseat!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoy the show!</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've got a little video to share in the next day or so of a certain little soon-to-be one-year-old that's guaranteed to make you <strike>smile</strike> laugh. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So check back soon!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mommo</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-66608567110359828572011-06-19T19:25:00.002-05:002011-06-19T19:26:58.440-05:00Happy Father's Day, Dad!<div style="text-align: center;">A tribute to my Dad</div><div style="text-align: center;">through one of my older scrapbook pages</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center">And a close-up of the 18-year-old Dapper Dude . . . </div><div align="center"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">And a look at the journaling tag . . .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center">And this is a re-post from my Mother's Day post. </div><div align="center">I'm not so sure I mentioned that I'm also in this picture . . . </div><div align="center">as this was taken while Mom was expecting with me.</div><div align="center"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">But I am sure that I didn't record here on the blog what I journaled on the back of this layout. And I think I shall. I might add that there wasn't really any journaling intended, <br />
but I flipped the page over and just started writing. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And crying. But that's me, always tearing up. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So had I intended to be "composing," there would be better sentence structure, an opening and closing sentence that perhaps tied together a little better. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You get the idea. Here's what's written:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><em>"My roots - my parents. My foundation. Thanks to my parents, I learned to love and trust the Lord. They raised their family in a Christian home. I learned the importance of family - immediate and extended. I learned the value of good work ethic. I learned the art of spending money wisely and stretching what you have. I learned what a home is - safety and security - shelter- and how to respect and care for it (and how to clean it . . . really well - <span style="font-size: xx-small;">thanks, Mom</span> - and how to maintain it - <span style="font-size: xx-small;">thanks, Dad</span>). I never really learned a lot about cooking, though. And that's okay. I learned kindness. I learned honesty. I learned patience. I learned forgiveness. I learned tolerance. I learned to keep my mouth shut. I learned to listen. I learned the importance of and have enjoyed the rewards of faithful prayer. I've learned about being organized and planning ahead. I've learned all these things and so much more. I've been learning for 50 years now. I've not mastered all of these things, but they are instilled in me. They are a part of my roots. My parents lead by example. I listen. I watch. I learn. Someday I hope to master, and I hope to pass these things on..."</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then I went back and added: </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><em>"Oops. Realized I wasn't finished. I learned about sacrifice. I learned you reap what you sow. I learned generosity. I learned the easy way isn't always the best way. CJ April '09"</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And if I might clarify a few points, my lack of interest in cooking is no reflection on Mom. She's a fabulous cook, she enjoys it, and she spoils her family like crazy. And the part about keeping my mouth shut, I don't mean that to imply that I got in trouble for talking. It just means that I oftentimes keep my thoughts to myself. You'll more likely hear me say "I wish I had said..." as opposed to "I wish I hadn't said..." <em> Not always, mind you. We're all a work in progress; right? </em> Mother is by no means a big talker, but I think this trait probably comes from Dad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me just end with one of my favorite pictures, </div><div style="text-align: center;">because it's my blog and I can. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Father's Day!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Love you, Dad!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cj</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-15558584676445812052011-06-16T23:18:00.002-05:002011-06-16T23:43:16.264-05:00Best Copier EVER<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It was time for a new copier, and FedEx delivered today. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Man, did they ever deliver.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Is this not the best lookin' copier you've ever seen?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The picture quality is poor, but I wanted you to enjoy the entire package... </span></div> <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And, yes, that's milk running out of his mouth. Whole milk, that is.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(click on pictures to enlarge)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And this sippy cup business is just too much for me. </span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">What's happening to my wittle baby?</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Don't even try telling me he's going to be a year old in two short weeks.</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Where has the time gone?</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-75475525388323152762011-05-29T12:45:00.003-05:002011-05-29T13:38:30.358-05:00The year of the Cicada<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">IF YOU CAN'T BEAT 'EM . . .</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">. . . CATCH 'EM!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And then pick "onions" to feed them . . .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Once you're sure they're nice and comfy, look for a few snails to add throw in for good measure.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I'm so glad we'll have 13 years before these obnoxious Cicadas throw their next party. Aside from the amazingly loud clicking or chirping or whatever irritating sound it is they make, it sounds like there is a flying saucer hovering in the woods across the street. A few more weeks and they should be gone. <br />
Thank goodness. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we can catch lightning bugs. Now, that's my kind of bug!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stay cool!<br />
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(Or if you live in Middle Tennessee, just stay inside.)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cj</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-84910996730965931392011-05-08T18:27:00.004-05:002011-05-08T20:20:45.492-05:00HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><strong>Her children arise and call her blessed; </strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><strong>her husband also, and he praises her.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;"> Proverbs 31:28</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span> </span></strong><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;">This seems like a good day to share a couple of my older scrapbook pages that are dear to my heart... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;">I am the luckiest daughter in the world. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;">Well, at least one of the three luckiest daughters; right, sisters?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><strong>Happy Mother's Day, Mom!</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><strong>Love you</strong>!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Cj</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">And let me just add that</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;">I lucked up in the mother<em>-in-law</em> department too! :)</span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-48809373209782003832011-05-07T20:28:00.003-05:002011-05-08T20:22:33.500-05:00Saturday night popcorn!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Good Popcorn</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD6CkhaWbk2H3qsZSJ7VyPbP8-pSeezvTjF2vW-77Jwtc3fXSy5NdnwPvJ4sifC6SLrhcYOfgShqmD3Z9QyNCiXTyh9HyLtjFuBl7exWn8CxYTwRcXsrbfHb4pVB9Jl90q3o4fGQPCUJI/s1600/popcorn1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="478" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD6CkhaWbk2H3qsZSJ7VyPbP8-pSeezvTjF2vW-77Jwtc3fXSy5NdnwPvJ4sifC6SLrhcYOfgShqmD3Z9QyNCiXTyh9HyLtjFuBl7exWn8CxYTwRcXsrbfHb4pVB9Jl90q3o4fGQPCUJI/s640/popcorn1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It's a nasty job, but it's gotta be done. Chipper wasn't wild about the idea initially. . .</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">and now he's suggesting we go ahead and do the den. :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Honestly, the kitchen already looks better </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">after just being scraped and still in its raw form. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Not that we're done, mind you. Oh, no.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I do believe the room is bigger than it was this morning.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">But this is right up our alley. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">There are few things more rewarding than a <strike>good</strike> successful DIY project . . . </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">even on a Saturday night.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Think about us next time you enjoy some <em>good</em> popcorn!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Later!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">cj</span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-1016268537869591812011-05-04T05:00:00.002-05:002011-05-03T11:33:00.964-05:00Easter Chicks<div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"> This silly little chickadee thinks it's high time I put away my Easter decor . . .</span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And <strike>she</strike> he said he wanted to be on the mantle with everybody else next year. </span></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And I'm sure I'll oblige . . . </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">as I have since found</span> {<em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">after Easter has come and gone!</span></em>} <span style="font-size: x-small;">the little chocolate bunny that usually takes up residence under glass this time of year. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-67667459633789489482011-05-03T08:55:00.006-05:002011-05-03T12:21:13.889-05:00Born to Shop<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(This meat selection is so exciting! Publix rocks!)</span></td></tr>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Shopping isn't for everybody, but for some kiddos it's the best thing <em>ever</em>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I don't doubt but what Ryan makes more stops at Publix these days than may actually be necessary. </span></div> <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And I know for a fact that he has taken Nolan to Walmart </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">for the sole purpose </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">of <strike>showing him off</strike> letting him have a little fun. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Yeah, I'm thinking Daddy has a little fun too.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Cheap entertainment is the way to go!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Who knows. I might even enjoy grocery shopping with this little fellow smiling at me!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Thanks for <strike>shopping</strike> stopping by!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Cj</span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-28759943434729249532011-04-23T16:23:00.002-05:002011-04-23T16:24:47.685-05:00Oh, Glorious Day!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It's not unusual for me to pull out the tissue during the worship music at church. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">This song gets me every time, whether at church or in the car. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It's especially meaningful on the day He arose.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">Living, He loved me<br />
Dying, He saved me<br />
Buried, He carried my sins far away<br />
Rising, He justified freely forever<br />
One day He’s coming<br />
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I hope you all had -- or have -- a glorious Easter!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Love!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">cj</span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-52912608209753146412011-04-21T08:36:00.005-05:002011-05-08T20:24:13.875-05:00Well, Hello, Dolly . . .<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">... coming soon to an elementary school near me!</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Can I just say how much fun it was getting her costume together?! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The dress was from Ebay. Her great-grandmother came through with the straw hat, and then Kaitlyn and I shopped for the supplies to redo it. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">I hadn't played with my glue gun in ages. What fun! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Not pictured are her gloves and her waiter outfit. She needed black pants, black shoes, a white shirt, and black bowtie. That one wasn't as fun to put together. Although, we did opt for some comfy black pants with a coin pocket that had a little peace sign it, which I sewed a piece of black felt over. (What do ya know, something she can acutally wear again...) </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Her great-grandmother once again had gloves and a bowtie that had been in a drawer for 30 years. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sometimes it pays to hold onto stuff you think you'll never use. :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em><strong>Dress rehearsals begin next week. Stay tuned for pictures. </strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sorry to have gone AWOL again. It had nothing to do with losing in the NCAA tournament. It's just a coincidence that was the last post. ha!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Waiting for a certain someone to get a certain piece of jewelry returned from the jeweler so I can do a certain post about a certain upcoming event . . . </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Again, stay tuned!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Thanks for visiting. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">"It's so nice to have you back where you belong..."</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(couldn't resist)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Later!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">cj</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-52851562824331804662011-04-01T23:30:00.004-05:002011-05-03T19:44:51.534-05:00MARCH MADNESS (in april)<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue;">TONIGHT.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue;">We've developed a routine for watching ballgames. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">We place our two green chairs in front of the tv and put the ottoman in front of them. There's a little tole-painted table that goes between the chairs to hold our beverages. We've been doing this for a couple years.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Now, our tv is plenty big, and our room is plenty small, but sitting closer to the tv makes it more of an event, I guess. Or perhaps it's Chip's subtle suggestion that the tv, indeed, is not large enough.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Anywho . . . see the yellow, kitchen chair in the picture below? </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">That's a new addition to the setup. It made its first appearance last weekend.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Apparently, one of us may have the propensity to get rather, well, passionate in tense game situations. And, apparently, one of us thinks the other one needs an obstacle to prevent that particular passionate one from jumping in front of the television screen in an attempt to, say, help out defensively and, you know, block a shot or two. Or maybe set a pick, if a little offensive help is in order.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Yeah, the chair is on my side. So what? </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">I can set a mean pick. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">And I just may have to move that chair tonight.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">March Madness.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Love it!</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-60346700453473568752011-04-01T07:00:00.003-05:002011-04-01T08:47:13.734-05:00A Quarter of a Century Young<div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MOLLY!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Ryan says we've been using these party hats since about his 10th birthday. </em><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;">Molly turned 25 Sunday, and they came over Monday for a birthday dinner. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: magenta;">No pics to document it, but we had fried chicken salads and ice-cream cake. Yummy!</span> </span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;">Celebrating Molly's birthday and her being a part of our family was occasion to bust out the scrappy supplies. It was long overdue. Thanks, Molly, for inspiring me to get creative again! :) For those (one or two) of you interested, I photographed the card. </span></div><div align="center"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: magenta; font-size: x-small;">... and even the inside, since it's newsworthy in and of itself, and deserving of a post all its own! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;">Love you, Molly! </span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;">Cj</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;"> </span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-86180025705174626402011-03-31T11:36:00.001-05:002011-03-31T15:45:16.683-05:00Indulge me briefly, please . . .<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">These pics are from a couple Saturdays ago during a Kentucky game.</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">{Go Big Blue!} </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Kaitlyn was doing the outstretched arm, self-portrait thing with my </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">{<em>new and I'm loving it!</em>}</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">iPhone. </span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Not being one to pass up a photo opportunity, I had to take a couple too. And this is my favorite picture right now. </span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Kaitlyn set this as the "wallpaper" on my phone. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Makes me smile every time I see it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And it would be selfish of me not to share the smiles with you! :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strike>CJ</strike></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mommo</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-19701033191541468532011-03-30T12:06:00.000-05:002011-03-30T12:06:23.169-05:00And he's off . . .<div align="center"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CXGKTGE645M?fs=1" width="425"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And life as we knew it is forever changed . . . </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've watched this video so many times my cheeks are hurting.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks for checking the neglected little blog o' mine. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I've got more to share . . . even something kinda scrappy . . . so come back soon!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cj</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-90310524207027951012011-02-23T18:33:00.002-06:002011-02-24T15:47:08.810-06:001/11/11<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Kaitlyn spent a snow day with us on January 11th, and, as always, there was craft time. I was wrapping up something in my office {or maybe checking email} and she said she would be waiting in <em>our</em> scraproom. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is what I saw when I went in there . . .</span></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is Kaitlyn sitting like a young lady. You see, they'd been having etiquette classes at Kids Club. She demonstrated how a young lady should walk, too, as well as various morsels of general information. Love this! Emily Post in the making? </span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">After twisting her arm ** ha! yeah, right! ** she kept her pose while I grabbed the camera. I wish I had set it on automatic mode rather than trying to hone my photography skills, but, alas, the pictures are what they are. </span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
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</div><span style="font-size: x-small;">There's no denying the sweet little subject deserved a better photographer.</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">After crafting for a bit, she was off to the kitchen window to see if the little neighbor girl was home yet.</span></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">But hot chocolate should make everything better . . .</span></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">That, and a game of Words With Friends with Poppy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">What better way to spend 1/11/11?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I apologize for my prolonged absence to <strike>the hundreds</strike> <strike>dozens</strike> <strike>three of four of you</strike> my mom, who checks regularly, hoping to see pictures. I'll be back soon. Promise! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Cj </span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-34640157439761951852011-02-14T10:35:00.006-06:002011-02-14T10:48:59.304-06:00Happy Valentine's Day!<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;">Since this is a day of love ~ and being sentimental ~ I'm going to document some points of interest in the picture above.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;">The candy dish was a recent gift from Mom after she learned of my new-found love for all things silver. One person's <strike>opportunity to clean out their hutch</strike> trash can certainly be another's treasure. Thanks, Mom!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;">And see that spoon in the candy dish? It was my baby spoon. </span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;">All together now: <em><span style="color: #e06666;">Awww....</span></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">The Valentine in the background was from Chip's grandparents, Grace and Earl. I wish I'd dated it. Earl passed away in November of 1990, so that's my only reference point. </span><span style="color: #cc0000;"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">Just a reminder, if you're <strike>a sap</strike> sentimental like me, date your cards! </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">Start today, 2/14/11!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">~ HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! ~</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;">Love,</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-64523319508599470442011-01-21T18:09:00.008-06:002011-01-23T21:05:58.948-06:00Putting Your Foot in Your Mouth . . .<div align="center">When was the last time you "put your foot in your mouth"?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">We've<em> all</em> done it <em>at least</em> once. Probably more.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">And it's never a pretty sight. Not even a cute sight. At all.<br />
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Not to mention embarrassing.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">But this little one </div><div align="center"><br />
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<div align="center">has put a different spin on it.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I mean, seriously. </div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Can putting your foot in your mouth <em>get</em> any cuter?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I think not.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">And he isn't the slightest bit embarrassed.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center">I know! Isn't he cute?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"> He can get that foot up there pretty quickly, too. </div><div align="center"><em>That's why he went home with green beans on his socks . . . </em></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Thanks for stopping by!</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Cj</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-30266945560645482552011-01-18T14:05:00.004-06:002011-01-23T21:43:01.561-06:00Thanks, Craig!<div style="text-align: center;">This <strike>antique</strike> vintage baby </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">gave out on me after only 32 years.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seriously? </div><div style="text-align: center;">And you know I used the heck out of it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">ahem...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So . . . we welcomed this baby to our kitchen a couple weeks ago.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a whoppin' five bucks, still in the box, and I only had to drive to the local Walgreen's to meet its previous owner. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just love my friend Craig and his amazing lists! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy <strike>shopping</strike> mixing!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">cj</span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-69479510456763935602011-01-12T19:47:00.005-06:002011-01-23T21:43:24.223-06:0011 days out of 12<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvc27wwsdnsq92io3Q_DNPvm9kBSd-sdJ2h6Qo12X5GcBnljWn4pKOaTOIUIwc0VmvNMhvm7wobtPhRdaUJ7sPQgsw5hyNcHk7DqC1q-5i_zCGsWyANXOaM1-zzuRlyB9rEt9ubSYOe-w/s1600/IMG_6264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvc27wwsdnsq92io3Q_DNPvm9kBSd-sdJ2h6Qo12X5GcBnljWn4pKOaTOIUIwc0VmvNMhvm7wobtPhRdaUJ7sPQgsw5hyNcHk7DqC1q-5i_zCGsWyANXOaM1-zzuRlyB9rEt9ubSYOe-w/s400/IMG_6264.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yep. A couple of days I even got wild and ran a little bit . . . which is why it's only 11 days out of 12. My flat feet and bum knee didn't really take to the running, or to the power walking, for that matter. I need to invest in decent walking shoes before logging many more miles. I'm nursing a little sumpin' sumpin' in my right foot, so I took a day off and I've slowed down my pace. Not quite as slow as the 1.8 mph as reflected in the picture, mind you. That was just so I could get this shot . . . this shot which was taken on manual, thankyouverymuch. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And if you're trying to figure out what is on the picture, I've made a note to dust the treadmill tomorrow. :)<br />
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I'm working on editing Christmas pictures tonight. It's about time, huh?<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Cj</span></div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-49117203598633015572011-01-04T18:55:00.007-06:002011-01-23T20:49:02.206-06:00The blues . . .<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Santa brought somebody a guitar . . . and their daddy likes it!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This little pink guitar has got the blues. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Enjoy</span>!</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">You know his talent all comes from me. heeee! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-91470778614073452432011-01-03T18:59:00.013-06:002011-01-23T20:47:02.902-06:00Peas, please!<div style="text-align: center;">We kept Nolan before Christmas while Molly and Ryan went to see Garth Brooks. <br />
The highlight of the evening for us?<br />
Feeding Nolan "real food" for the first time.<br />
Mommo's out of practice and wasn't quick enough for Mr. Nolan. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll get better . . . I just need more practice! <em>hint hint </em></div><br />
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** oh, my ** I forgot Chip panned out and you could see the state my den was in. This was December 22nd. See all those packages and boxes in the floor? Someone had been Christmas shopping that day! :)</div>CJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05601538439266438140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865097603400546204.post-84229435336694398722011-01-01T23:13:00.007-06:002011-01-23T20:45:44.620-06:00Happy New Year!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6tG3B_H3y2rvapfgzVDBosNrJwg5yPfD22il3MYpcJEDwvph7LWtVi4YQAprIEHzDhD3RLkFbo0PRkdh8UoB3f51YB0wWIajC2Hc-oa5-ThxlC18f5bjLCtMK73wAvb780tHIACv7CI/s1600/73_1196175209_book_open-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="258" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6tG3B_H3y2rvapfgzVDBosNrJwg5yPfD22il3MYpcJEDwvph7LWtVi4YQAprIEHzDhD3RLkFbo0PRkdh8UoB3f51YB0wWIajC2Hc-oa5-ThxlC18f5bjLCtMK73wAvb780tHIACv7CI/s320/73_1196175209_book_open-3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><em>“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter begins on New Years Day.”</em><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> Edith Lovejoy Pierce </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I saw that quote on one of <a href="http://theletteredcottage.net/">my favorite decorating blogs</a> and wanted to share it. Perhaps I'll print it out and post it on my bathroom mirror. Or maybe my computer monitor, since I try to avoid mirrors first thing in the morning . . . </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia;">My monitor is already covered in Post-its</span> with little reminders to myself. One reads, "Every choice I make leads to the life I will live." I don't have a clue who said that, but it rings true. I think it has prevented a rash decision or two and has probably helped me keep my thoughts to myself on more than one occasion. Imagine that.<br />
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Another one is, "How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives," by Annie Dillard. That particular note is supposed to keep me on task throughout the day. I should probably have that up there twice, and maybe written in red ink.<br />
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I have Jeremiah 29:11 posted on my monitor as well. "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." Sometimes we just need a gentle reminder, particularly in trying times.<br />
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And there's an anonymous quote Christina shared with me last February. I remember the date because it was in the middle of a divorce case I was taking, and I wanted so badly to share it with each of the parties. Of course, I didn't. It reads, "Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending." <br />
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How do you like that ~ a little motivational post from yours truly. So are you ready start your first chapter for twenty-eleven? I hope you write yourself a fabulous <strike>book</strike> year!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">HAPPY NEW YEAR!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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