tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42039020242812443512024-03-05T07:35:22.568-08:00little pink mothlittle pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.comBlogger460125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-76068340474810963852018-08-03T18:34:00.000-07:002018-08-03T18:34:14.274-07:00The Strangest Thing Happened<div style="text-align: center;">
I bought eggs today. I BOUGHT EGGS TODAY. Since we got chickens in 2012, I haven't had to purchase eggs from a grocery store. In fact, there are many times when I'm overflowing with eggs and I'm gifting them like crazy.</div>
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These ladies have been on strike.</div>
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It's been well over 100 degrees for at least two weeks now with several days at the 110 degree level.</div>
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Apparently, heat of this caliber stresses them out. When chickens stress out, they stop performing and sit around panting.</div>
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Something I wish I could do when I'm stressed out, but no way, Jose. I'm still doing laundry AND cooking dinner daily.</div>
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This little ball of fluff doesn't even leave the egg box. I think she's pretending to lay her eggs, but nothing every shows up. I kick her out as much as I can to get her to eat and drink but she just tries to bite the hand that feeds her.</div>
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So, without eggs arriving daily, I have had to buy eggs. From a store. The temperatures have cooled to an even 100 degrees and the nights are feeling a little cooler, so maybe eggs are on the way.</div>
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I've built them a small swimming pool in the back yard and they love it. They spend most of their days around the pool getting their feet wet and muddy. They mock me. </div>
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I'm getting ready to make my yearly purchase of baby chicks that will start laying in February. Maybe these ladies will pick up the pace when they see replacements on the way.</div>
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Time will tell.</div>
little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-82343743125901543432018-07-24T07:00:00.000-07:002018-07-24T07:00:17.808-07:00Time Goes By<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't think I meant for time to go by in such a big quantity. It's been two and a half years since I last posted, and I really hate it when bloggers apologize every time they skip a few months. No apologies here, but, dang, life is troublesome.</div>
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Most of my excuses revolve around technology and some changes that happened that made it hard to put my pictures on the blog. It became difficult, so I let days turn into weeks, etc. Then teenagers reared their rebelliousness and declared their independence and things had to be reined in. It didn't take long, but my attention was diverted and it was much easier Not to blog. I've still taken tons of pictures and kept up my romance with Instagram, but that has waned too.</div>
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Here's to another go around and hopefully it's a lasting one.</div>
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Stay tuned . . .</div>
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The day after leaving Vienna, we were able to sail to two different cities. We arrived in a small village overnight and toured through it early in the morning. No one was about and it was very windy and cold.</div>
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It seems every city, big or small, is built around it's church.</div>
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Tiny alleyways to us are their major streets.</div>
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The village is named Durnstein and it is a farming/wine community</div>
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This is one of my favorite doors - it opens into one of the wineries. </div>
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We got back to the ship and just before lunch set off for Melk. </div>
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We arrived early afternoon and took a walking tour through the Melk Abby. It is famous for it's renovation during the Reformation - basically the time the Catholic church felt that their people were leaving to join other churches, so they beefed up the goods and made everything over the top to encourage people to stay.</div>
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And I mean over the top. Everything here was beyond opulent.</div>
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There were gold statues and artifacts and so much finery it was overwhelming.</div>
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It is still in use today. This is their advent wreath that they use each Sunday in December to celebrate Christmas.</div>
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We boarded out ship and again had a wonderful five course meal and set sail for Passau. We decided to sign up for the optional tour of Salzburg. In the morning we would board the bus for a two hour drive through the mountains to see the city of The Sound of Music!</div>
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Yes, I was going to be super blogger and do a daily post to get through our vacation, but I failed. Ha. This may be a long and painful process. </div>
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One of my favorite places in Vienna was Schonbrunn Palace. We were able to tour the inside, and afterward, we visited the Christmas Market located in the courtyard just outside the main gate.</div>
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Here is where my obsession with the European Christmas Tree begins. These Noble Firs are everywhere. The shape. I die. I want. I want. I want.</div>
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This was one of my favorite Christmas Markets. It had the most unique booths. These hanging decorated branches were everywhere. I must copy this. Now.</div>
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I couldn't resist taking a photo of the woman with the Christmas hair.</div>
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Gingerbread everywhere.</div>
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Such nice people!</div>
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Martin and I tried roasted chestnuts for the first time. Very popular street food. Meh.</div>
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After our adventures every afternoon, we would go back to our ship and have a five course meal. We were very spoiled.</div>
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We tried to get to bed early because there was something planned for us each morning. We would sail at night and arrive in a new port for the next day. Our two days in Vienna were awesome. I told Martin that it would be no problem to go back and just do a vacation in Vienna. It was more beautiful than I expected.</div>
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Let's be honest here. Martin gave me the chance to choose where I wanted to go in Europe and I said I wanted to go to the German Christmas Markets. We had heard of a River Cruise that sailed the Danube River and visited all the Christmas Markets along the way. Beyond that I didn't really investigate our trip. Martin booked everything and I thought we were headed to Germany. Well, half of our trip was spent in Austria. Who knew it was such a wonderful place? Not me, but I found out quickly that it is spectacular. The architecture alone was killer.</div>
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I don't even know what half of these building are, but I couldn't just let them pass by without getting their picture taken. </div>
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Our cruise consisted of nightly cruising and daily touring. We had several guided tours as well as free time. </div>
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Our guides educated us on the history of Austria and what the significance of what these building are. This is a government palace.</div>
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Just outside the palace grounds there is a Christmas Market. I didn't know this either, but there are many markets in each city. Each with a different flair.</div>
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We rounded a corner and came upon this street that was totally decked out for Christmas. There were hanging chandeliers every ten feet or so all the way down. At night they were lit up and were so fabulous. </div>
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When our free time came, we had to try the street food. I have never seen so much sausage in my life. Martin was in heaven.<br />
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I was absolutely taken with Vienna. I had no idea it was such a beautiful city with so much history. I don't want these posts to get too long and out of control. It's hard to squeeze it all in without overdoing it, but I'll try.<br />
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Martin and I are taking a vacation to celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary. In September we celebrated our 16th anniversary. Last year on our 15th, we decided to book a vacation that would be spectacular, but we wanted to save up and plan for it. So, we made the plan last year and now we are leaving the day after Thanksgiving to go to Austria and Germany to do a River Cruise and visit all of Germany's Christmas Markets. We are excited! And Ready.</div>
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The boys will be staying with friends while we are gone, so there will be no one around to eat leftovers. Wah. So I am abbreviating Thanksgiving to just "Thanks" this year. Only one pie. No homemade rolls. A turkey breast with a few mashed potatoes on the side. Evil, right?</div>
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I thought about this long and hard. I didn't want anyone to feel like we were skipping Thanksgiving - I mean, I live in a houseful of men!</div>
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That said, I am very excited to spend tomorrow with my family in Thanks. I love being with them and watching them grow and become wonderful young men. I love watching Martin spend time with them teaching and recreating and helping them understand their worth as men of God.</div>
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I wish you all a very wonderful Thanksgiving.</div>
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So just to keep everything in tact, let's review. Favorite things list from summer, 2015 to current date.</div>
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1. Favorite food from this summer - S'mores pie. Duh.</div>
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2. Favorite fam activity - Jackson Hole. Double duh.</div>
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3. Family reunion!</div>
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4. First ever visit to Cake Carousel. This is the cake mold room. You can rent these for your next special occasion. Unbelievable.</div>
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5. Jimmy came to visit - We toured Cowboy Stadium. Jimmy had his own press conference.</div>
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6. This guy came into our lives. We love Banjo!</div>
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7. Marching band took over our lives even before school started. Here they are at a football game.</div>
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8. Here they are competing for a chance to go to the State Competition. They actually made it for the first time in the history of our school and placed 12th among 200 schools. Way to go, Royal Pride Band! (Seriously, I don't even know what I'm talking about. This was a completely new experience, and I totally loved it. I did not, however, love the fact that Henry was gone from 6am to 7pm everyday with mounds of homework - out until midnight every Friday and Saturday for three months straight. Yikes. He loved every minute of it.)<br />
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I feel like I've been hibernating for the last four months. We have been so busy - summer flew past and school started and it has been an experience. I am tired, but happy. So many adventures have overtaken us.</div>
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I've decided to jump back into the blogging thing because it keeps my memories, thoughts and connections in order.</div>
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I started thinking a few days ago how I could put everything back into place. Too many pictures, too many stories were making me growl like a bear.</div>
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So I'm going way off course just to break the ice - again.</div>
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Enjoy this <a href="http://www.msn.com/en-us/video/lifestyle/clip-on-man-buns-are-officially-a-thing/vi-CCbEdQ" target="_blank">little slice of humor</a> while I get my thoughts together.</div>
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P.S. I showed my three boys this clip and kept a straight face throughout. I wish I had video'd their faces. Priceless.</div>
little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-24943484330223291062015-06-15T13:13:00.001-07:002015-06-15T13:13:33.327-07:00Ramblings<p dir="ltr">We've been getting crazy rain the last few days. It's coming from the Gulf Coast. There's some sort of Hurricane happening over there. Twice now I've been out running errands and out of nowhere someone pours a bucket of water over my head. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Henry left for High Adventure today. His scout troop is going to Missouri to explore caves and see church history sights. I'm actually jealous and wish I could go. Unfortunately, a scout mom is not a scout, so no admittance for me. </p>
<p dir="ltr">At the moment I'm at the nail salon getting my pedicure. I've already dropped and broken a bottle of nail polish and put my foot in the water basin hard enough to splash my pedicurist in the face. I don't think he appreciated it. Oh, and my legs aren't shaved. I'm considerate like that. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Got a phone call yesterday. It was a member of the bishopric asking me to speak in church on Father's Day. At least it wasn't Mother's Day. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I'm blogging for the first time from my phone. If I can figure this out I might just get back to posting a little more often. So "on the go" right now. </p>
<p dir="ltr">We are looking forward to our trip to Idaho in July. Our summer is ramping up to be very hot and humid-two of my least favorite things. Please keep the weather cool until wet get  there. </p>
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<p dir="ltr">Hayden's scout camp, EFY for Henry and lots of summer movies. We just saw Jurassic Park in 3-D. Ate too much popcorn as usual. Why oh why does movie theater popcorn make me retain water for days. Someone please invent popcorn that didn't doesn't do that. Please and thank you. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I'm thinking about sewing again and possibly some crafty projects around the house. Crazy, right? </p>
<p dir="ltr">I've got a male pedicures today. He's awesome. He just finished the <u>massage</u>. I don't think I'll be able to walk when he finishes. </p>
<p dir="ltr">How's that for randomness? </p>
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Tomorrow is the last day of school. Henry is graduating the 8th grade, which is the end of middle school here in Texas</div>
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He starts HIGH SCHOOL in August.</div>
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The graduation ceremony is tomorrow, June 4th, 2015, at 10:00 in the morning.</div>
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Hayden will be advancing to the 7th grade next fall.</div>
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Both boys have done well in school and have thoroughly impressed me.</div>
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I'm looking forward to the future.</div>
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Henry is now taller than Martin. I have no idea who he will be taller than by the time school begins again.</div>
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Henry will be going to High Adventure for the first time. Henry will be going to EFY for the first time. Henry has joined the marching band - The Royal Pride Band to be exact. Their motto is NO PASS, NO PLAY, NO REFUNDS, NO EXCEPTIONS.<br />
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I'm not sure what all that means. Martin says it means the director is a freak. We shall see.<br />
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What I do know is that Henry is done being a little kid. He will be entering the world of high school and big boy things. He will get his drivers' permit next summer. Whew.<br />
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Being done with middle school does not mean we are done with life. There is much more of that ahead.<br />
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little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-17360808741294443632015-05-22T19:18:00.001-07:002015-05-22T19:18:09.780-07:00Crickets<div style="text-align: center;">
Oh, my, it has been nearly a month and I've been silent. Well, let's see if we can get back into the habit of documenting the good stuff.</div>
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So much has happened that IS good. We are busier than ever and this school year is winding down very fast.</div>
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With Henry starting high school next year, I feel as if I'm out of my league. I'm a novice again and I hope I'm helping him make the right choices.</div>
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He starts seminary this fall. He starts going to youth dances. He will attend his first EFY in a few weeks. He will be going on his first High Adventure.</div>
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Overwhelming is the best word I can think of.</div>
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So, I've decided to use the technique I would use when the boys were small and they just couldn't get their minds of wanting something or doing something that needed to stop. Re-direct. And it would work. So, here goes. A little re-direction.</div>
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On my way to French class last night, I was trying to open a bottle of water that I had put between my legs so I could open it with one hand. It was rush hour and I obviously couldn't let go of the wheel with my left hand. It worked, but as I used extreme pressure to open the cap, the bottle was squeezed and a good amount of water squished out of the bottle and onto my lap. And between my legs. And pooled on the seat. And continued to climb up the back of my pants nearly reaching my waistband. I had 20 minutes left of the drive and everything was squishy. Good thing I was wearing a sweater. I immediately came up with ideas to quickly get out of the truck and wrap the sweater around my waist to hide the fact that I had clearly peed my pants. All I could remember was the time Henry was 10 months old sitting in his car seat and had a diarrhea accident and it all squished up his back and when I went to take him out of the car seat it was comical because it was so everywhere that I just kept him in the seat and took him into the hotel room where we were living in at the time and sat him right in the tub.</div>
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Thank goodness I was wearing gray stretch pants and not jeans. They stayed wet, but the wetness didn't show up, so I was able to sit through class undetected, except for the fact that I felt like I was wearing a diaper the whole time - a wet diaper to be exact.</div>
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So, next time you need a little re-direction, I give you permission to imagine me in my peed gray pants trying to conjugate French verbs and learning how French people tell time and how they use possessive adjectives. You're welcome.</div>
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It started in first grade. Here in Texas, everything is big. So when there is a birthday, you bring cupcakes and share them with your whole class. In Henry's first grade class, someone went BIG and their mother brought the <a href="http://www.khaleejesque.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Cookie-Cake.jpg" target="_blank">Cookie Cake</a> to share instead of the cupcakes. That was it. Henry has never stopped talking about the Cookie Cake. In fact, that's what he has insisted that I bring to his birthday party at school every year since. Sadly, when the Obamas took up residency at the White House and Mrs. Obama declared that all schools had to serve only healthy food, the Cookie Cake and all the cupcakes were no longer welcom. They were banned. So Henry has always asked me to make one for him. This is the first year I actually did it. I scoured pinterest and found that there are many versions of the Cookie Cake and I chose<a href="http://www.lifeloveandsugar.com/2015/02/16/ultimate-chocolate-chip-cookie-layer-cake/" target="_blank"> this one.</a> It called for three layers of chocolate chip cookies - regular chocolate chip, chocolate chocolate chip and funfetti chocolate chip. We only made the two layers of regular and chocolate. I'm not sure I could ever get my arms around anything with the word "funfetti" in it. It just feels wrong.</div>
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Anyhoo, Hayden helped me make it for Henry and it came out great. We chose a different <a href="http://wickedgoodkitchen.com/best-ever-cream-cheese-buttercream/" target="_blank">frosting</a> and it really took it over the top. We piped it on and decided it needed a little more oomph. </div>
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I found these crazy sparkly pom poms on a stick at Anthro that were originally $20 for 4. I pair $1.95 for them. I put the biggest one in the middle of Henry's cake. He was not amused.</div>
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On that note here are the things that Henry is not amused about since turning 14:</div>
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1. The sparkly pom pom on his cake.</div>
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2. His dad asking the waiters at Carrabba's to sing "Happy Birthday" to him in Italian</div>
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3. Me asking him to "smile" a zillion times so I can take his picture to record his big day</div>
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4. One of the sister missionaries asking him if he was now excited to go to Stake Dances</div>
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5. Me telling the sister missionary that he didn't want to go but that he would have to to practice his social skills</div>
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6. Me actually thinking that, at 14, he doesn't know anything about girls. Or social skills.</div>
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I'm such an idiot.</div>
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We are so proud of Henry. He is really maturing and growing every day. He has passed me in height and is nearly as tall as his dad. He is smart and funny and I love being around him. He is amazing.</div>
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Happy Birthday, Henry!</div>
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So, I gained a little weight. It started with cinnamon rolls. It always starts with cinnamon rolls. I do really good with eating healthy and walking several times a week, but then I make cinnamon rolls and I always gain at least two pounds. It always starts with cinnamon rolls.</div>
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This bunny.</div>
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I got two. They made Easter a little more fun.</div>
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Henry and I spent Spring Break together and went to the Perot Museum. It was a first for both of us.</div>
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I made pie on pi day. I used the crust from Trader Joe's. It was so good that I may never make my own pie crust again. Ever. And ever.</div>
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These are our sister missionaries. They were without a car for awhile, so I drove them to the temple one morning. I also drove them to Sam Moon on P-day. They got permission and yes, it was awesome.</div>
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We ate at a new BBQ place in Plano. It was after the cinnamon roll debacle. Brisket and Mac & Cheese do not help.</div>
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Henry and I made these for an activity where he had to bring a dessert. I put the hearts on when he wasn't looking. He didn't say it, but I think it was embarrassing. What are mothers for?</div>
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My Easter Porch minus the wreath I made. It lasted about two weeks then got destroyed by all the thunder storms we've had lately. Gotta love Texas weather.</div>
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We celebrated Henry's birthday this past week. I've got a report coming.</div>
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They say a picture is worth a thousand words. I don't know about that, but I've been without access to my pictures for several months now and it stinks. Martin helped me for several hours this morning to re-connect my photo access and it is working - at least 80% I can get to my phone photos, but my camera pictures are still stuck. As I looked over my photos, I realized that they are valuable. I will catch myself up a bit with this random post. I'm so glad to have spent a few days with my friend Phyllis during her recovery. She will always be one of the best friends I've ever had.</div>
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I have missed my geese and ducks over the winter. I've returned to walking - with a few false starts -but I'm at it again and it is very healing.</div>
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My boys just keep going. They inspire me with their talents on a daily basis. It was great for our family to follow Henry and his award-winning orchestra to San Antonio to honor their accomplishments as the State Champion Full Orchestra winners.</div>
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We weren't allowed access to their group during the trip, so we enjoyed a few days off with Hayden. Nice to have some one-on-one time.</div>
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Hayden's ensemble competed and took top honors back home.</div>
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little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-49327561576651981752015-03-02T17:22:00.000-08:002015-03-02T17:22:16.030-08:00Oui<div style="text-align: center;">
Tomorrow I start French Class. At 10 AM. I'm a little freaked. I haven't gone to school for a long time. A friend of mine started an Excel class at the Community College in January. She thought it would be ok. She confessed to our whole RS yesterday that it absolutely destroyed her confidence. I don't know if she's going to go through with it. Here's hoping I can survive the first lesson.</div>
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After all, this isn't the MTC. Wish me luck.</div>
little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-72543587789085999542015-02-23T20:35:00.000-08:002015-02-23T20:35:41.390-08:00Dang That Groundhog<div style="text-align: center;">
Today was Snow Day I. Tomorrow is Snow Day II. We just got the call and, thank goodness, they did it in advance. Our school district is on it.</div>
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Truth be told, it's not really snow at all. It's ice pellets. It accumulates and looks like show. There was less than an inch on the roads, but that was enough to shut down most business and all the schools. It was slick enough that the boys and their friends were able to sail down our hill as fast as their little sleds would carry them.</div>
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We made three batches of hot chocolate throughout the day, and I'm pretty sure I'm still in the pajamas that I woke up in.</div>
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I did't do any baking - although the weather called for it. I read. I watched movies and read some more.</div>
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These days are great, but I'm already feeling a little cooped up. The groundhog said there would be six more weeks of winter, but I'm ready for it to be over. Sadly the forecast for this weekend is snow - not ice pellets, but snow. Thanks, Mr. Groundhog. Thanks a bunch.</div>
little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-65800665292291459712015-02-18T11:51:00.000-08:002015-02-18T11:51:21.364-08:00Weird<div style="text-align: center;">
I had a thought this morning while I was drinking my hot chocolate that someone might think that the way I drink hot chocolate is weird.</div>
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Henry told me it was weird, but he's only 13, so he doesn't really understand life, so that didn't count. But, what if he's right?</div>
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I like homemade hot chocolate - no wimpy, watery stuff. We make our own and it rocks. I like whipped cream on top, preferably the squeeze-out-of-the-can kind. Easier. The best part is that I sprinkle decorating sugar, preferably gold, but currently orange or blue, on the top, because I like to "chew" my hot chocolate. I know, weird.</div>
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Each time I take a sip I get chocolate, a little whipped cream and some crunchy sugar. I chew that part.</div>
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Is that weird?</div>
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Is it as weird as the flight attendant I used to work with who would comb her eyebrows straight up, then spray them with hairspray and finally dry them with her blow dryer? Not sure.</div>
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Is it weird that Martin always has to have his feet warm and I find him wearing black socks to bed? I mean, I understand cold feet, but BLACK socks? And I don't mean athletic black socks - I'm talking Sunday man-socks that only go half-way up the calf black socks. I'm not sure that's weird - more like disturbing.</div>
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Anyhoo, I'm sure we all see and do weird things. I suppose what is weird to one person is a-ok with another.</div>
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little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-42725230246130930842015-02-11T08:16:00.000-08:002015-02-11T08:16:48.973-08:00Travel Time<div style="text-align: center;">
I traveled to Houston, more precisely Montgomery, Texas this past weekend to visit a long time friend who has been battling some health issues.</div>
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I have known Phyllis since my flight attendant days. We met in Tulsa, Oklahoma at The Silver Needle Cross Stitch Camp with two of my other friends, Mary and Linda.</div>
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Phyllis was living in Dallas when we moved here 12 years ago - or was it 13? Anyhoo, she was there for me with my new babies and helped calm my nerves. Hopefully, I have finally returned the favor. Actually, I would visit her anytime. We try to get together with Mary and Linda once a year or so in November. We happened to miss the reunion this past November, so I was happy to see her. I always come home with oodles of recipes from her talented hands. She rocks in the cooking department. Being under the weather hasn't slowed her down.</div>
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Stay well, Phyllis!</div>
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Henry left this morning for San Antonio. His band and orchestra at the middle school teamed up last year to create a full orchestra. They competed against 256 other full orchestras from Texas and came out on top. They are state champions! </div>
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Because of their win, they have been invited to perform at the TMEA (Texas Music Educators Association), which is a huge convention that meets in San Antonio every year. We are taking Hayden out of school and are going to see Henry perform on Thursday. Because the parents have been invited to watch, but uninvited to hang out with the kids, we will go our separate ways after the performance. They will go shopping, river walking and natural bridge crossing, while Martin, Hayden and I will go outlet shopping, Alamoing, Black's BBQ eating and hopefully meeting up with Cole and Alicia for breakfasting.</div>
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We are looking forward to a little break from the mundane. Road tripping is always a favorite for us. I'm packing my fat pants because Texas BBQ - like everything in Texas - is BIG. We are hoping for some awesome pie and other yummies as we travel through Austin as well. Onward!</div>
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little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-62797198890480963682015-02-04T08:55:00.001-08:002015-02-04T08:55:22.050-08:00Bring It Down A Notch<div style="text-align: center;">
The last few years as the boys have become "adult-like". Meaning, they think they are mature adults, but I know better. They are still children thinking they deserve every benefit of the adult world. Uh. huh.</div>
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This has affected our holidays. I'm bringing this up because Valentine's Day is just around the corner. My boys have just stopped caring. I mean, they are all into Christmas because, well, the gifts. Except this year, Henry said he was "over it" because he got new clothes - mostly. What he really wanted was a new iphone6 and the latest and greatest Xbox. No thank you.</div>
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He got clothes because he grew 4" since June and nothing fit him. Socks, underwear, you name it. He got a new Sunday suit because he was Noah passing the sacrament.</div>
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Halloween was a no-show here because the boys went hunting instead. Now here comes Valentines Day. I always buy them a box of candy and a card. They really like the candy, but I don't know what's going to happen this year. Martin always brings me candy and flowers and a nice gift. He usually takes the boys to the grocery store with him while he does this and they actually sign the card.</div>
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Needless to say we started out loving every holiday every invented, but now we are pretty average with our holidays. I think it may be the lack of girls living here. Sometimes Hayden shows promise - he's somewhat sentimental, but there is never any guarantee.</div>
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Anyhoo, I found <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/kristen-howerton/can-we-bring-the-holidays_b_2903040.html?utm_hp_ref=tw" target="_blank">this great article</a> about the holidays and our kids. Please read it. It's a keeper.</div>
little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-39568215275773245982015-01-31T16:20:00.000-08:002015-01-31T16:20:03.702-08:00New Again<div style="text-align: center;">
So I am typing from my new, old computer. About two weeks ago I started a sweet little project for a gal in my ward whose baby was due soon. I made a blanket and I wanted to put the baby's initial on the front. I searched the web for a stencil I could download because the fabric had castles and knights and forests and jousting. I found the most awesome "P" that was Old English and perfect! I pressed the "Print" button and my computer flipped out. The Old English "P" gave me an immediate virus! It ate my computer alive. It is called a Trojan Horse virus because it comes in a useful and pretty package, but inside it is really the enemy.</div>
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Martin could not save it. He took my computer completely apart and had to buy and install a new operating system. It took for.ev.er.</div>
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This is my first attempt to blog. It seems like when this stuff happens, it affects my photo storage and I have to patiently sort through it all. So for awhile it will be words, words, words.</div>
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So, living in the moment - it's raining, pizza is on the way and we are watching reruns of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Who-Shot-the-Sheriff/dp/B004AO4GFC/ref=sr_1_3?s=instant-video&ie=UTF8&qid=1422749730&sr=1-3&keywords=robin+hood" target="_blank">this old show.</a> The boys get a kick out of it. Martin and I roll our eyes a little, but as he says, "At least it's wholesome."</div>
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We're back to 9:00 church. Love the long days, but hate the getting up early. Hayden just moved to Young Mens and Henry is the new deacon quorum president. Tomorrow it's venison burgers and more rain. Awesome.</div>
little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-1079086307234655192015-01-19T20:18:00.000-08:002015-01-19T20:18:20.632-08:00Worth It<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm totally in catch-up mode. The last box of Christmas was stored away in the attic today. The boys were home from school for MLK holiday. Henry spent most of the day wrapping up his Science Fair Project. IT'S DONE.</div>
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Hayden and Martin went to the shooting range for an hour or two to practice. I got the laundry caught up, the dishes done and paid some bills. I can't believe how far behind I am since the Flu!</div>
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Somewhere in the afternoon I was quiet while Henry typed and cut and pasted away. I had finished reading a book I started last week and remembered a <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zdtD19tXX30" target="_blank">video series </a>I had started watching some time back. I found it again and spent the next little while laughing to myself. Well worth the next 45 minutes I spent. Please indulge yourselves.</div>
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You must watch all four seasons. So worth it!</div>
little pink mothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07971066849474692202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203902024281244351.post-15595048619232940722015-01-14T20:24:00.000-08:002015-01-14T20:24:24.498-08:00F.L.U.<div style="text-align: center;">
It's finally gone. The flu had me by the throat for almost two weeks. It started while we were in Idaho while the boys were skiing at Targhee. I took one day off to "get over it" then I had lunch with Mom, Rochelle and Chelsi. I pretended that I was getting better.</div>
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Even on the way out of town we lollygagged and stopped at this restaurant and that shop and I just knew it was going to be all better when I got back to Texas.</div>
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We got home on Saturday night and I was finally able to pull my sorry self out of bed on Tuesday to go see the doctor. Diagnosis: The Flu with a secondary infection. Because I waited too long to see the doctor I was no longer eligible for the Tamaflu vaccine, so I was going to have to wait it out.</div>
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Today I got my haircut. I willed myself to get better because I could not re-schedule. I feel human again today, but only barely.</div>
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So, tomorrow Christmas finally comes down. Yes, it's still up. This flu has jacked me up and I have to pretend that tomorrow is New Year's Day because I'm starting from scratch.</div>
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On the bright side: I cooked a meal today. I wore my new Christmas boots and I drove. I think Martin is glad to have me back. He doesn't have to be Mom anymore. The boys are probably sad because he doesn't have to be Mom anymore.</div>
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Unfortunately I've missed all the after Christmas sales, and since I don't do much for Valentines, I'm holiday-free at the moment. Not a bad place to be.</div>
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The birthday banner is up and we've celebrated two birthdays already this month. Yay!</div>
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I have a new ride. I no longer am driving the "soccer mom" standard SUV. I own a truck. I'm not sure if my feelings are positive or negative, but I'm finding it hard to find it when I need it. That second set of keys comes in handy when someone wants to borrow without asking.</div>
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I did buy some of these cake embellishments on my recent visit. I don't know why. There are no girly girls in my home requesting girly girl birthday cakes.</div>
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This was also a Canton purchase. I'm in love with cut wood for decorating. There is something wrong with me I'm sure.</div>
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It seems to be the year for Christmas florals. I've made two different wreaths now and am working on a third.</div>
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Here are some of the poinsettias that I bought from the Middle School Band for their fundraiser. I could have put both of my children through college for the price of those flowers.</div>
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We've attended several Christmas concerts in the past few weeks. Truly a highlight.</div>
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This one makes me smile.</div>
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As does this guy. He's new from Target. He'll probably be the last Santa I buy (said no one ever). Our mantle is now maxed out, so it seems we are almost ready for Christmas.</div>
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Today I'm finishing baking my neighbor/teacher/Relief Society Board/anyone else who deserves an edible gift from me treats today.</div>
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Martin and Hayden are out of town on a coyote hunt while Henry and I hold down the fort.</div>
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We saw The Hobbit last night, so I feel a Lord of the Rings Marathon coming on. It will begin on Christmas Eve when the boys return from Colorado.</div>
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Until then - more baking!</div>
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So, Christmas is up and the garland made the cut. Today I finally found something to go in my pot on the front porch and Martin and the boys put up our outdoor nativity. We even got some net lights onto our bushes.</div>
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However, the word "JOY" did not go up over the fireplace and the four trees surrounding the nativity did not get their trunks wrapped in Christmas lights.</div>
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The missionaries got fed tonight as well as the Cope family with their new baby. Dessert did not get made, so Trader Joe cookies went out to all.</div>
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Christmas packages will go out tomorrow and 24 cups of panna cotta will go to the ward Christmas party.</div>
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Hayden's birthday party is yet to be planned and my bed hasn't been made all week - heck, it's probably been a month. Who am I kidding? I don't remember the last time it was made.</div>
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There are several baskets of laundry waiting to be folded, but the house got vacuumed in time for the missionaries tonight.</div>
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My pictures aren't working again and Martin is swamped, so I dare not ask for his help. Maybe this weekend.</div>
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In the meantime, life will go on and the alarm will ring at 6:40 tomorrow morning just like it does every day.</div>
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Why do I always end up behind the Maserati at the dry cleaning drop off?</div>
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