tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75883107475617797662011-11-27T19:24:15.806-05:00About: Laughter, love, family, business, spirituality, health, random observations.Beverlydruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11076952202754480892noreply@blogger.comBlogger4381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7588310747561779766.post-14591597036452161452011-06-06T08:07:00.004-04:002011-06-06T08:36:44.513-04:00

Has it really been a month since my last blog post? Yeah, I've kept a journal for at least 20 years and there are gaps in that too. I decided long ago to give myself permission. Otherwise, it becomes like so many other things in life; we focus on not measuring up and simply step back and let the opportunity to participate pass us by. I'm here! And there. And everywhere.Here's some pictures of the

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I'm fresh from the land of hope. I'm convinced that God sends babies to remind us of that heaven is very near. They come with the scent of heaven and soften our reality. The world is full of chaos but small gifts bring great joy. A few scenes from the last week....

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I've heard the expression, "sly as a fox." I've also heard the analogy, "like a fox in the henhouse." Well...seven chickens later, these are no longer just concepts.Yep, we've lost 7 chickens in as many weeks. We thought the perp was a neighboring dog. Our clue is that while Builderman was hunting down one of the chickens that had been stolen, (with a great ruckus, I might add) he came on this

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The Power of Words...This video has gone viral with over 4 million views and you'll see why...I have things to write and an committed to sharing some thoughts with you... so I'll be back soon!

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How could you possibly go wrong with a recipe from a sweet lady and champion baker from a small Southern town named Pearline? The only way you could go wrong is to not taste this carrot cake.There are no short-cuts in this recipe, but the blissful orbit you'll go into when you eat this will be worth the time and effort. This cake can make an ordinary day into a special occasion, but this weekend

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I figured I'd better show up here before you wrote me off as a blog quitter.March has been more than a whirlwind so thought I'd journal a recap....1. Our first grandson was born Feb. 28 and I have been back and forth a lot, cooking, snuggling and thoroughly enjoying the fact that he's less than an hour away. I'm beyond delighted: 2. My mom got to come up with Uncommon Blonde when he was only 1

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He's here! Our first grandson arrived safely Monday after 18 hours of labor.I was exhausted.Isn't he amazing?7 lbs 15 oz of sheer joy.I'm headed to the kitchen to prepare some casseroles to take over. It's only an hour from here and I'm thrilled. That may seem far to you but that's only 60 minutes.My heart sings.

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I would think since this is our second grandbaby I would be all relaxed as we move into the last days before we get to meet him. Not so much.I wonder if I'm on pins and needles even more since our Rosebud arrived 10 days early. The official due date is Feb 24th. He looks like he's ready for me to hold him, don't ya think?Did I say I'm excited? Oh yes I am! Here's the beautiful mommy....

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This week, someone stole the American flag we proudly fly at our gate. Apparently, the thief made it to the class on patriotism but missed the one on integrity. The timing is interesting, as I’ve been writing on the “character quotient”, a critical element of leadership that sadly, seems to be in short supply in just about every echelon of society.I've been reflecting this week on the

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I feel like a log in the middle of a river of bloggers that got stuck between 2 rocks. There's a great current rushing by me - I feel the flow and need to get back in it! I like blogging for lots of reasons, the first being the meaningful connection with YOU! I also like having a written record of life. It's easy to forget important moments when they get carried away in the flow of days, which

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A compliment is verbal sunshine.~ Robert OrbenSomeone picked a great month for National Compliment Day. Many are winter-weary and need some extra sunshine today.We all know an insincere compliment is not helpful and probably use that as an excuse not to compliment people more.Mark Twain said, "I can live for two months on a good compliment."So, I have a challenge for you that has two parts. 1)

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Seems to me that a lot of people had today off as my phone and email have been rather quiet for a Monday. I blogged about Martin Luther King, Jr.'s famous I Have a Dream" speech earlier when I could still formulate words so here's your chance to read a coherent blog post.At the moment, I'm looking at my varied and lengthy list of things to do, none of which I feel like doing. So I went into "

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That thought is intended to bring you comfort on a Monday morning! This is a feel-good post, intended to make you imagine you have on your favorite slippers.I do believe our household has a new Christmas morning tradition. Sister Schubert -move on over because I now can make the world's best cinnamon rolls. I can thank Uncommon Blonde for doing the test run of Pioneer Woman's recipe because she

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It's been a rainy New Year's weekend and I spent part of it packing away all the holiday decorations and cleaning up. Now that I'm finished, the sun is out, the air is crisp and I'm anticipating the fresh new year will usher in lots of exciting things.It struck me this weekend as I looked over the past year and thought about my goals, I already have everything that money can't buy. And for that

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I am so excited! I have some more presents to wrap and the grocery shopping to do tomorrow and then everyone starts arriving tomorrow night and Thursday! The best part of all the celebrating is being with family. I am so grateful.Cupcake came home last weekend (she had to go back to work a few more days) and she scurried around cleaning out closets and such. So funny to me... I wasn't even

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I logged onto our local paper's website yesterday afternoon to get an email address to send a community announcement and was stunned to see breaking news that moments before, a gunman had opened fire at a school board meeting and someone was dead.I'm watching the Today show right now and it's bizarre to see the tape of the incident. It's truly a miracle that none of the board members were shot as

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Welcome to the Christmas Cookie Exchange... the only one you'll attend that you won't consume too many sweets...yet. Who could look at all these yummy delights in Sara's link-up and not actually make the cookies? Not me. Let me tell you, the smell of these Ginger cookies baking is almost as good as the taste.Ginger ChewiesIngredients:- 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour- 2 teaspoons baking soda- 1/4

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No, I'm not raising geese now. The last thing I need to accompany the rooster is a bunch of honkers!But I'm singing, "Christmas is coming the goose is getting fat... please put a penny in the old man's hat." Does the calendar really say it's the 6th, or am I imagining things? I ventured into the mall Saturday and reality hit. I had fun moseying around but it hit me when I got home that I'd better

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I love cookies. Especially fresh from the oven, gooey warm cookies. So Sara's Cookie Recipe Exchange is calling my name. I'm participating this Wednesday, Dec. 8th. Join the fun by posting your recipe with a photo on Dec. 8th and then link up at her place. I've been baking cookies this morning so I can't wait to share the deliciousness.

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I found a tuning fork when I was hunting through a drawer looking for something this week. I got it from my dad's stuff when we were cleaning out after he died - in December twenty years ago to be exact. My memories of the pain he suffered have faded but my memories of the smiles, glances, wisdom and words are as fresh as the frost was this morning.I wonder how many instruments he tuned by the

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What a week it was. I was “disconnected” for the most part because of the presence of those nearest and dearest to my heart. Here are some of the highlights, blinking through my mind like directional lights leading to supreme joy….1) Rosebud is speaking in understandable sentences at 16 months, which totally floors and entertains me. 2) Uncommon Blonde gave me a blog book of all my 2009 posts

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Remember I mentioned I'm participating in NaBloPoMo over at my business blog? It's challenging and I'm glad I'm doing it but I'm positive that I won't keep it up after November. I can tell you that the more often you post, the more traffic you get. I know that's logical, but my statistics show traffic is up 62% this month over October. Is it worth the brain drain and extra writing? I'm not

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It's been one of those days. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. Sigh. One of those days that just needs to be cancelled.However, we have a no-fail prescription we keep on our refrigerator that works every time I need a pick-me-up. There now, don't you feel better? I definitely do. The icing on the cake is she's coming for a whole week at Thanksgiving. Laughter is the sun that drives winter

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I have a "Hallelujah" for you on this beautiful Monday. This is so cool. Just 2 weeks ago, the Opera Company of Philadelphia burst into song at Macy's at noon. It's worth watching for lots of reasons, including the crowd's response at the end.

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I just finished reading a book that messed with my head - in a good way. I have to admit I've never really understood much about the divine connection that Christians share with Jews outside of the obvious. The Messianic Church Arising is a real eye-opener and I'll be pondering the message for quite some time.In the meantime, I saw the statistics below and find them astonishing.The Global Islamic

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I gasped Monday when I turned the calendar to November. The holidays are almost upon us! The end of the year is staring me in the face! How can that be? Then the words of a song popped into my head, “If I could save time in a bottle, The first thing that I’d like to do, Is to save every day, Till Eternity passes away…” Only I rewrote it in my mind to say, ” If we could save time in a bottle,

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While dancing down the road this morning to some lively music (exercise has to be fun or I'm not in), I sang along to the words, "the battle is not yours, God said it's mine..."I've been meditating on the life of David lately, the King who went down in history as a man after God's own heart. His fame began on a battlefield with his astonishment at the audacity of Goliath to mock the army of the

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My heart is two sizes bigger. Last month when our family all gathered for a weekend of laughter and love, I was surprised with happy news when Addison came out dressed in this shirt: If you can't read it, it says, "I'm the Big Sister."I was momentarily confused, as I knew that our son and his wife had brought the shirt when they came and we had known for 2 months that they are expecting their

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October gave us an absolutely beautiful weekend for Parent's weekend festivities at FSU. I don't attend many football games, so it was a fun experience to do the whole football scene on Saturday, made even sweeter by a win.Enjoyed the grand tour of Cupcake's new home away from home. Very traditional Southern manor and quite lovely and full of life.Some of her new sisters. I'm learning a new

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The joyous cheers from Chile echoed around the world this week as the miners were rescued from the tons of rock that entrapped them for months, half a mile underground. In August, when the earth caved in on them, it was sound that was used to determine there were survivors. Tap, tap, tap.... and then the responding tap, tap, tap. How sweet the sound of life. In my studies of Neurolinguistics,

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The Econfina Creek is a gem of Northwest Florida and it's only a few miles from us. I really enjoy the day canoe trip that is available through the nearby canoe livery- they'll pick you up at the end and transport you back to your car for a reasonable fee.On a recent weekend, I mentioned to Builderman that I missed doing that this year and we should go. The creek is spring-fed so the clear water

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As many of you know (sounds like I'm pretending to have LOTS of readers!), I've been in the role of a "Returning" woman. When Cupcake graduated 2 years ago, I thought "Okay, now what do I want to be when I grow up?" I've owned a number of businesses over the years (I call myself a serial entrepreneur), but I embraced a term called career convergence and decided that it's time that my passion,

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I've been reflecting on the gifts that the generations hold, both young and old. My dad treasured the words of Kahlil Gibran and when I was a teenager, often comforted both of us with the image of himself as the archer me as the arrow."Your children are the sons and daughter of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you...You may give them your love but not your thoughts.

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I met Shelly of Chicago a couple of years ago when she helped me with ideas for a trip we were planning. We share a love for travel, food, Jesus and blogging, for starters. She's started a Friday Favorite Food meme and I decided it's the perfect time to point you in the direction of Amanda's new WTFrills Blog. She is an amazing cook. Simply amazing. For recipes, themed party ideas, crafts and

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We had a marvelous long weekend with a houseful of laughter. Enjoy this short clip of the sound of joy. The message you can't see is that our son and daughter-in-love (pictured below) are expecting in March. I am deliriously happy.

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I'm learning Greek. Kind of. Cupcake is now in her junior year at FSU. (Wow- time flies!) It so happens that all the girls she "hung out" with for the last two years graduated in May and moved away. She stayed in Tallahassee over the summer and she was extremely lonely. Going to a school of 40,000 students requires finding a nest in a smaller group, so she decided to participate in fall

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My main computer died a silent death last week. People blue-line when their heart stops and computers blue-screen when they expire. There was no warning. My solution was to put it in the car and drive to my favorite MicroSoft engineer's place. The bad news is he's 6 1/2 hours away. The good news is he's Addison's dad and he can fix any computer and retrieve files that others might declare as lost

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I never thought I'd be blogging about chickens and egg-laying. Seriously.But I'm easily entertained and the real-life illustration of the common metaphor, "don't put all your eggs in one basket", gave me a good laugh. Well, technically, our chicken didn't put hers in a basket - it was a box.Egg production at the on-site cackle house has dropped significantly in the last couple of weeks but we

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“If you’re like me, you’ll jump at the chance to bypass all the churning and scoop the cream right off the top. And that’s what quotes are…the cream of our learning.” ~Zig ZiglarI’ve made a hobby of collecting quotes since I was in high school. With the rise of Social Media, I feel like a glutton at an endless buffet table – it can be distracting. I grab them and horde them and sometimes I feel

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1. Ask for what you want.2. Do what you love and love what you do.3. Have the courage to “do it scared”.4. If you don’t like it, fix it.5. You’re not perfect, get used to it.6. Dare to be yourself.7. Measure your success by your joy.

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I have a friend who says that God created night and day so we can have a chance to start over every 24 hours. I agree, but I also reason that each day is divided into just 24 hours so we have limits; I think without constraint I would burn myself up like a shooting star. There’s so much I want to do!!I bring you the quick version of what I’ve been up to… Last weekend I went to Atlanta to “Spark

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When I was writing the article below, I was searching my memory for occasions when I've mistakenly grabbed the wrong product in haste and suffered the results. My personal recollection was of mixing up my contact lens solutions. That's bad - but I figured no one could relate. One solution is for soaking & cleansing and you're warned NEVER to put it in your eyes. The wetting solution is used to

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My mom hosted a Tea Party in honor of Addison's first birthday. You're just in time to join in! (I'm SO grateful my sister captured the whole thing on camera.) The teacups say "And her eyes went twinkle, twinkle"... and they did. Wishing you a weekend be filled with sweetness and delight.

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Some experiences leave indelible memories; moments in time that explode into our lives with color, vibrancy and rich tones that leave us forever changed.This week I’ve been reminiscing about the awesomeness of singing the Hallelujah chorus with a 350 voice choir in Vienna’s Musikverein. It was these lyrics that started my memory channel…“The kingdom of this worldIs become the kingdom of our Lord

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Yesterday, I attended a local Business Women’s Meeting and it was fun and fascinating. We usually have a speaker at the monthly luncheon, but this month we wanted to do something to get to know each other better. What we did was a sort of mixer called “2 Truths and a Lie”. I’ve seen it on blogs - in fact I’ve done it myself - but for the life of me can’t find that post. We learned some very

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I’m feeling a little blue, except I have so much to do I can’t live in the land of sadness. I’ve been unplugged for days and enjoying every moment of time with Rosebud.Last week, I meant to blog about my mad dash to inhabit our home with toys. Cupcake had commented about 10 days before the arrival of our tribe for the holiday that “Rosebud is going to be bored here. You know, she’s VERY active

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This Video makes me grin. Then I have to dance around a bit. Celebrate!!

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The Lookout

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So glad you stopped by today for some happiness and grins. Our cuddlemuffin is coming next week and I'm more than ready. We'll be celebrating her birthday... hard to believe it's already been a year since she entered this world and brought SO much joy to all of us. I have a gallery of photos that I look at daily - so here's some updates for you:The beaches in Sarasota are still clean. We

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March 29, 2003. This day had been planned for months. Actually years. We awoke to a beautiful sunny spring morning with a palpable feel of love in the air. Jim wisely decided he needed to head out early to the plantation where our daughter’s 4:00 PM wedding would be held to check on the progress of the tent set-up. The large reception tent was supposed to have been set up on Friday but at the

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First, I have an apology to make. I titled my last post, “My New Book”, mostly in jest because I feel like I’m in the process of writing several books with wildly varying themes. A little here, a little there, line upon line… but only by the grace of God will any of them ever get published. Since God’s grace is lavish towards me, you just may see an announcement sooner than you think about “my

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I have a list of things to do as long as a football field and here I sit. Well, I can kinda count this as productive since it’s on my list to finally post something to my wonderful, fabulous and enduring friends in blogland. I know you’re my friends since you’re not mad that I haven’t been by to visit, haven’t so much as called and left a message. (i.e. stopped by and left a comment). Tolerance

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I love this land, this people, this nation.I was thinking this weekend about my Dad’s service in WW II in the navy. He never talked about it. As I ask others about the stories they’ve heard from that era, there seems to be a common thread of silence. I wonder if it’s because the brotherhood of those who fought was so powerful that they just didn’t speak of it. Or were there nightmares locked in

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Dear Diana,I’m astonished at how quickly the years of your childhood and teen years passed and now, on the eve of your 20th birthday, I’m reflecting on how generous God has been to send you into our lives.Your birth on the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend was a wonderful miracle. The Tallahassee Birth Center was a cozy and relaxed environment as we welcomed you; a healthy 9 lb 6oz baby girl. It

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I've always loved this Joni Mitchell song and it totally fits the occasion of my baby's 20th birthday. This is a milestone day. I no longer have any teenagers. Amazing,Yesterday a child came out to wonderCaught a dragonfly inside a jarFearful when the sky was full of thunderAnd tearful at the falling of a starAnd the seasons they go round and roundAnd the painted ponies go up and downWe're

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Last week I week to a marvelous party that was probably one of the most unique events I’ve ever attended…. in a very good way.It was held at a friend’s farm. There was barbecue and brownies and wonderful food but that wasn’t the best part. The honored guests were from Las Vegas and are Messianic Jews. They shared their testimonies and then we danced. And danced. And danced. Now what makes you

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I read this story a long time ago and just came across it again... it's compelling.A young man who had been raised as an atheist was training to be an Olympic diver. The only spiritual influence in his life came from an outspoken Christian friend. The young diver never really paid much attention to his friend’s sermons, but he heard them often.One night the diver went to the indoor pool at the

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There’s a time to reap and a time to sow, a time to hold your peace and a time to grab the gun. Ooops, forgive me…. I just made that up.Don’t deny it, you know what it means to “get your mad on”. It’s probably righteous indignation (ahem) but all of us have had protective mama bear rise up over something. I have a point here, about drawing a line in the sand. I’m an easy-going, diplomatic type

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I’m inclined to be full of hope. Often, the media conspires against me. You know that my roots are Sea Oats. I love the coast of Florida. Really, really love it.The desperately sad news of the oil spill flowing our way is devastating. Personally, economically, environmentally, emotionally, politically, locally, globally…. and the list goes on and on.All I know to do is pray. We think we’re so

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I choose to seek small delightful moments, snatch laughterout of thin air & and grab hold of hope at every turn.~ Cindy Ratzlaf in "Queen of My Own Life"Hope you had a lovely weekend. I heard someone say "Mother's Day" should be changed to "Happy Family Day" because to a mom that is the heart of what we are celebrating. Yet I realize that would be an especially rough day for the many people that

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I'm completely convinced that teachers are the unsung heroes of our culture. Perhaps my viewpoint is a bit slanted by the fact that both my parents were dedicated teachers of the highest caliber. Their intelligence, humor, dedication and passion for education made an indelible impression on me. I also sat in the schoolroom of some amazing teaching professionals that no doubt have shaped my

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The quiet pastoral area where we live wasn’t so quiet last night. Every dog in the neighborhood, and from the sound of it, there’s at least 36, had a full moon party last night. It seems unfair that those rascals can now sleep all day and the rest of us have to pretend we’re rested. I must give our dogs credit- they knew what was good for them and didn't participate. However...In other

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I’d say from this photo that Addison is uncomfortable sitting in the grass. Easy for me to laugh, until I started thinking of things that make me uncomfortable.The first few that come to mind for me are:Doing TaxesConfrontationCell Phones Ringing in an Inappropriate Place (God forbid it’s mine!)Going to the dentistEnough said. What makes you feel prickly?

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One of my very best friends is a cancer survivor. She bears the wounds of war with humor and fortitude; the life and death battle changed her in remarkable ways. She has more patience, more joy in the small things, more compassion and more generosity than before her illness. I treasure time spent with her as some of that always rubs off on me.She wouldn’t have chosen the path of medical

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This past weekend, we had a reunion of the Bosom, Bottom, Buddy Club; a childhood club consisting of my sister and our first cousins, daughters of my mom's identical twin. In case you don't click through to read more, I'll just say that we've always considered ourselves half-sisters because our mom's are so very much alike. (As well as the fact we spent all summer, every summer, playing at

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Whoppyjawed, out-of-kilter, off-balance; that’s what I’ve been. My desk chair is to blame.About 2 weeks ago, my right hip started hurting, so much so that I couldn’t sleep comfortably. I couldn’t understand what was happening. It restricted my exercise and was altogether troublesome.Then a week ago, Builderman sat down in my desk chair and said, “this chair is the cause of your pain! Get rid of

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I cook alot (one byproduct of living 25 miles from town) and I've shared a recipe here and there on this blog. I'm not sure if you want the one I renamed Tombé cake. That's French for fallen cake. It used to be called Texas Paradise Cake but every single time I make it, it falls. Builderman loves it anyway and requested it for his birthday this weekend. I added an extra tsp. of baking soda and

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I could call this post "Wordless Monday" since words can't express how thankful I am.This weekend was a very special time with family. My heart is so full. Get the picture??

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We attended a Passover Seder dinner last night with a large family and it was nothing short of amazing. You may ask, “What, are you Jewish?” and I’d have to reply, “it’s part of my roots.” Many people are unaware that Passover is the foreshadowing of what we call Easter. I’m just going to give you a couple of highlights of what made the night incredible for me.I had just recently connected on

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I saw this meme over at Ballerina Girl's and enjoyed meeting her friend, Fancy Horse, while pondering my answers. I think it's fun and whimsical, while giving you a glimpse into my mind and heart.If I were a month, I’d be April. (spring is my favorite season)If I were a day of the week, I’d be Tuesday. (Tuesday’s child is full of grace.)If I were a time of day, I’d be 10 am. (Not too early, not

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Monday's post on storytelling was inspired by the daffodils I showed you a couple of weeks ago that are blooming by my patio. My mom had insisted I take the bulbs several years ago when we were closing up LouLou's house. She dug them from the flowerbed, explaining these bulbs had been passed down for generations in our family. I confess I looked at her with skepticism.In search of the rest of the

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I've been in touch with a cousin this past week, discussing our family genealogy. He has spent untold hours tracing the branches of our colorful family tree. The colorful part is accentuated by his uproariously funny storytelling ability. I’ve been reflecting on that gift the past few days. I recently read The Storyteller’s Daughter by Saira Shah, a tale of an Afghan woman who was raised in

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Since today's the day to honor our Irish ancestors, (I figure most Americans have a dash of this and a dash of that), I wanted to learn something new about St. Patrick. In case you don't know, he lived from 385- 451 A.D. - in a time when putting on your breastplate might have been the difference between living or dying on any particular day.I often feel like I'm in a daily battle, how about you?

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I've passed my two year anniversary for blogging and when I read Sandy's post today, offering Link Love, I thought it a bit ridiculous that I couldn't seem to come up with a favorite post. Really? Do I think so little of my writing? Maybe. (That's not a line to manipulate you to say something nice - I think we are all just a wee bit critical of our own efforts at lots of things.) However, as I

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Friday Favorites, hosted by Hillary at The Other Mama was so much fun last week, I’m jumping in again.One of my favorite things to do is travel. I’ve always loved it, ever since I was a child in the back of the station wagon riding through strange towns and imagining what living there would be like. This week, our son came over to see us (his lovely wife was working) and showed us photos of a

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I wonder if I’ll ever truly overcome being led by my emotions. Life can be a real roller coaster ride for me. Sometimes I feel like my emotions have picked me up by the back of the neck and slung me around like a rag doll in a pit bull’s mouth. If you have no clue what I’m talking about, congratulations! I’ll just tell ya – it can be exhausting.This morning, I got up determined to conquer the

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Sunday was an absolutely gorgeous day. I cleaned off the patio furniture, a wrought iron set I got from LouLou, and settled in with a book. I looked over and saw that the daffodil bulbs I’d brought from LouLou’s yard years ago had popped up and were waving happily in the breeze. My thoughts took a jog on memory lane as I began to think about what she would have been doing on a beautiful Sunday

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Friday Favorites is a new (just started today) blog carnival hosted by The Other Mama. I love the theme… it’s open enough to allow room for creativity & randomness. Thanks, Hilary! I've just been introduced to her and I'm charmed.I was just thinking this morning about how a childlike sense of wonder is one of my favorite things. I just learned today that Rosebud has started waving and clapping

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People are sometimes like a box of chocolates. There's lots of varieties and colors and some are amazing. Others....well, not so much. There's the inevitable encounter with the ones that appear to be fabulous but leave a wierd taste in your mouth. Thankfully, there's also the ones you savor.I joined a Buisness Women's group last year that is an alliance with a group of caring, smart, friendly

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The other night our power went out quite unexpectedly. With no bad weather in sight, we're still in the dark as to the reason for the outage. It happened right before dusk and lasted 5 hours, so we hauled out our hurricane supply box and lit all of our candles and operated by flashlight until we finally just gave up and went to bed. (Of course, then the lights came on!)Builderman has a gadget

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I’ve been focused on writing for business these past few days and am taking a clear break to tell you some random and little-known tidbits about me. Just for fun, you see.As a child, a vivid imagination was always fed and encouraged. I loved being in plays when I was young (oh, the drama!), which I’m thinking is not a big surprise to you. (Why did I even write that in past tense?) I still love

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The state of the economy can't touch our most valuable assets. I've been considered a bit of a health nut for all of my adult life. Like so many of my habits, I tend to experience ebbs and flows along the way. For instance, when the children were really small and I could control their diets, we did really well. Then sometimes, I would get exhausted with the effort to buy natural and prepare whole

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A side-benefit of blogging is all the fabulous new recipes I've gleaned from others and added to my repertoire. I learned early-on that Builderman loves home-cooked meals so I set out to learn to cook. I've set off the smoke alarm more times than I can count, but such is life. Sara posted this recipe with this photo last month and it scored big points in our house. I'm positive it's not low

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Victory and defeat. Triumph and tragedy. Diversity and unity. I love watching the Olympics. Looking at the beautiful scenery last night in British Columbia brought back a flood of memories.Our family has travelled the sea to sky highway in British Columbia twice. The first time was when our children were 5, 10 and 15 years old. We had a grand adventure which culminated when we returned our rented

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Happy Tuesday! I had an amazingly wonderful weekend. I spent Saturday at an Aglow retreat with speaker Mary Forsythe of Dallas, TX, whose first book was titled “Glimpse of Grace.” In light of my recent post where I commented that grace is probably my favorite word in the English language, you can imagine I was loving the message. I was honored to lead the music with a beautiful young friend and

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I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I'd read a terrific book called "The Male Factor" by Shaunti Feldhaun that is a well-researched discussion on the difference between the the way men and women communicate in the business arena. Absolutely fascinating. In fact, I plan to integrate the material into a workshop for businesspeople.This week, a friend sent me the link to this video by Mark Gungor

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I See the Light of Heaven Sparkling in Her Eyes I'm smitten. Completely.**more Wordless Wednesday participants can be found here**

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I’ve enjoyed your comments this week on the post on mentors, mothers and manners, and I’ve noticed there doesn’t seem to be a disparity in regions when it comes to the basics of etiquette. I would venture to say my observation applies at least to the western hemisphere. No doubt our eastern hemisphere counterparts share concepts of courtesy and polite behavior, but cultural differences are

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Sara! Your name matched the winning number at Random.org. Congratulations - you won the Jeanne Robertson DVD. (P.S. Don't do what I did and try to play it in your car's CD player ... it's a DVD. LOL) While congratulating Sara, I have to tell you something about her. She has a link on her blog that says "praying for you". If you ask her to pray about something, this friend is one tenacious prayer

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Do you know that if a woman chews gum in public she may very well look like a cow chewing her cud? That, my friend, is according to my mom, who was a contributing author of the unwritten Southern Etiquette Book.Do you know how to sit and how to stand? How about how to hold your hands? No, no, you only THOUGHT you knew that. The old South rule book I refer to is possibly on the verge of extinction

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I’m glad I’m not queen of everything. If I were, I would add more hours to the day so I could accomplish more and I’m pretty certain that wouldn’t be wise. No doubt I would shorten my life in exchange for smashing more into less time. Thank God He’s in charge!I’ve decided I love books as much as I love chocolate and walking on the beach and wish I could do more of all three activities! There’s

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Just a note as I head out for the weekend. I'm headed south unexpectedly for the farewell service for a beautiful friend who moved to heaven Wednesday. Her husband, Michael, writes:"There is deep sorrow, but no regrets.There are questions in my heart, but no accusations on my lips.God is faithful and true… He is just and kind.He loves like a hurricane… I am a tree, bending beneath the weight of

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I’m on the hunt for wisdom and knowledge and what an adventure it is. I’ve listened to a wide spectrum of speakers in the past week that have inspired me and caused me to think. It's said,“you’ll be the same person a year from today except for the people you meet and the books you read.” The truth of that encourages me that this will be a very good year!The first speaker last week was a man with

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I often refer to Builderman in my posts. We’ve been married for 31 years and counting. There’s a lot I love about him. He’s loyal, giving, honest and his strong character makes him utterly trustworthy. He is also the finest builder I’ve ever known.I’ve always found it fascinating that Jesus was a carpenter. The Greek word “tecton”, used in many of the references to Jesus as a carpenter, actually

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I've got something for show and tell, so I'm joining in with Works for Me Wednesday. When I got there today, I saw she's having Backwards day, so I'll be backwards by going forward. : )I have some fabulous new friends in the kitchen but one of my favorites came to me quite by accident.Who doesn't hate to chop onions? Well, maybe Julia Childs didn't hate it, but how many recipes have you deleted

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I decided there was no better way to start the New Year's posts than with Mary Poppins. I never finished the tale of our trip to New York so here it goes.The Broadway version of Mary Poppins was breathtaking and enchanting. I sat on the edge of my seat in the beautiful and historical Amsterdam theater and loved every single minute of the show.There's a song that is not in the move that

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It’s been 2 years to this day that I started blogging. 343 posts later, I can say that I’m amazed at how meaningful blogging has been for me. Here’s an incomplete recap of the impact blogging has made in my life:1) I’ve made friends literally all over the world and I now have a goal to come visiting. Really – pull out the couch and throw me a pillow because it’s on my “to do” list.2) Blogging got

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I received 2 Christmas cards in today's mail, so I decided it's not too late to post our greeting to you. I scanned the card itself and it didn't look too hot, so this is the blog version, less the ribbons and bows. And in case you have a fabulous photo that you'd like to make into an 8 x 10 canvas, Uncommon Blonde just gave me this link for a $49. picture FREE! The shipping is $14.95 but I am

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Linda's 2nd Cup of Coffee is one of the first blogs I ever read and so she's pretty special in my book. She's hosted a meme this year that I've read with interest but haven't joined in. Since this is the last "Random Dozen" of 2009, I decided to jump in. Here we go...1. Do you find it gross to share drinks with family? Friends? Not a big deal, especially if I’m really thirsty or vica versa. But

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Watching “The Sound of Music” on TV tonight brings back memories of watching this movie on Christmas night with my dad. Many times. I think we both loved it equally. This past week has been so special. Rosebud adds so much joy to our family. Like many families, we alternate who goes where for Christmas and this was our year when all our children and my mom and sister were here.I was busy baking

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