TWO HUNDRED FIFTY NINE…deliverer of justice

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It’s amazing how three kids can grow up in the same house, with the same parents, and be completely different. I know there is psychology in birth order, but the differences are always entertaining. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY EIGHT…renovation schmenovation…I made that up

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So this post is about our renovation project on the exterior of our home. It’s lengthy, probably long winded, annoyingly upbeat, sprinkled with pithy remarks and a quirky sense of humor, filled with strange stories, and oodles of pictures. When … Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY SIX…where does that highway go to?

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“And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack…living in another part of the world…with a beautiful wife…living in a beautiful house…how do I work this thing…what is this large automobile…where does that highway go to…same as it ever was” truer words were never spoken. Or in this case sung. Relating my life to one of my all time favorite songs by the Talking Heads in the blog today. And fighting with Wordpress on getting my blog URL back!!! Practicing my breathing today folks and doing some therapeutic writing. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY-FOUR…early morning musings

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Morning contemplations: It was on a Scorching day early morning in July of 2004. I recall myself sitting on my lifeguarding post at Dolly Splash Country when the lead guard asked me (from across the wavepool) what I wanted for … Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY…the puppy post

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Bringing home new puppies doesn’t have to be a stressful experience. And amazingly enough, it’s been quite nice for us. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FORTY FOUR…grocery disas…er…trip

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Trips to the grocery store with the our clan always seem to elicit an array of interesting faces from patrons: sad faces, annoyed faces, concerned faces, contorted faces due to rubber necking, happy to see us faces (although those are far and few between), and scared faces. We probably see the latter most often. Hey, it’s what we’re here for. Most likely it makes them feel great about their lives, their not as “crazy” as they previously thought. Or the more unlikely “Gosh, I should have more kids so I can look the way that Mom looks…so disheveled…but those kids look super happy”. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED THIRTY NINE…buffalo, moose, and bears oh my

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1,390 miles 14 hours per day For 96 hours (a total of 4 days in case your like me and suck at math) On Highway 2 That’s right friends we made it A L A S K A The final … Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED TEN…my day was craptastic how was yours? part 3

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Craptastic days make great stories for parties! Don’t discount them. They are invaluable for their ability of making someone laugh. Always remember your craptastic days. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY FIVE…watermelon, the potpourri of life

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Sometimes spilling an entire brand new watermelon on everything you own, can turn out to be a good thing. You just have to shift your perspective. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY FOUR…seeking stability within mobility

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being mobile full-time makes me realize how much I love and value my family and friends. There are some definite cons for travelling full-time. But you won’t ever hear me complain about the 3 hour time difference! At least not while I am in Pacific Standard time! Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY ONE…my petal tips are turning brown

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Sometimes I see myself as a flower whose petals are solely dependent on outside factors for their healthy vibrant color. If that were the case, my petal tips are beginning to tarnish. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY EIGHT…arm in arm

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Living in Florida for 4 years and having a daddy who loves to surf, has ultimately given our girls an appreciation for the sport. So, it’s no surprise to Greg and I when each of their Barbies have at one … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY SEVEN…shoes are NOT optional

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“get dressed girls” in 6 and 9 year-old girl world means, “put our clothes on and our dolls clothes on we’re going somewhere. But she didn’t say shoes, so we probably don’t need them.” Do they have a lingo book for 6 & 9 year olds somewhere? Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY SIX…really real dreams

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I have always had the most vivid dreams. When I was a little girl, I had a dream that George Washington lifted a 5lb barbell above his head. That was the gist of the dream. He just lifted it up. Didn’t throw it, or begin a heavy weight training routine. He just lifted it up. It held some kind of significance for me because I remembered it as a nightmare. I am 39 now. Not a whole lot has changed. My dreams at 39 are just as vivid and vague as they were when I was 6. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY…just swinging

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What’s more romantic than a tree swing which allows you to watch and capture moments of your life as a family together? I can see the girls (at various stages in their lives) in a montage of images with music playing in the background…maybe playing at their weddings many years from now. I can see the girls keeping the videos for their own kids to watch and I can imagine how “old” and “Long ago” it will seem to their children. Musings of the traditions of a simple yet beautiful tree swing. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SIXTY FIVE…this southern girl is feeling appreciative

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Crisp cool evenings chilly air wafting through the house at night through the open windows the constant smell of freshly cut grass the constant sound of birds of different species singing to one another in all their different languages the … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-FOUR…daddy the hero

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We went to church on Sunday. Abby and Phoebe attend the Childrens’ moment in our church. It’s always interesting to hear what Phoebe is going to say in front of the entire congregation. People enjoy her random verbal diaharea…as long as … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FORTY THREE…a comedy of errors

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Cecilia had therapy this morning. My plan for the day was to take her to therapy, rush home for a quick shower and then head south 72 miles. Cecilia had an Orthopedic appointment in Boca Raton at 1:30. By my … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED THIRTY THREE…an ending in pictures

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The last week of our 3-week hiatus included an adventurous, rocking and might I add “freezing” night on a boat, 5 amazingly fun and very different playgrounds, An amazing garden filled with beautiful purple flowers, ‘Moomers’ the famous ice cream … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TWENTY SIX…sisters and their acrobatic dolls

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On Thursday Abby, Phoebe and I met my sister at good ole’ Yeehaw Junction. The girls were going to spend a couple of nights with her. Their plans included visiting the American Girl Store for an afternoon of tea, a … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TWENTY FIVE…fruit and poop randomness

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Little Phoebe and her sentence structure is really blowing us away. She stomped her way into our bedroom bright and early and proclaimed, “Guys, I had the worst dream last night.” This perfect sentence from our 5-year-old. At 3 this … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTEEN…i am missing something, am i missing something

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I woke up this morning with a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach…”I forgot something or am forgetting something”. Lucky me, I know the mystery will reveal itself to me before the day is over, most likely too late … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TWELVE…imaginative hearing

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I was in the middle of finishing up a painting project so we could all hop in the car and escape for a wee bit. Our end goal was the fresh market so we could grab some essentials before our … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TEN…left on Pride Avenue, Right on Reality Blvd.

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I had planned to get back into writing. It makes me feel so good. I gain clarity and peace of mind through writing. I am not claiming to be a true talent or anything, just that it helps maintain my … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FOUR…I was a duck today!

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CC and I made her first trip to the dentist…it was only moderately painful For me anyway. It was excruciating for her. She absolutely, without a doubt does not like anyone rooting around in her mouth.The dentist was the best … Continue reading

SIXTY-TWO…life is better without q-tips

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Most people probably don’t know this about me, but I suffer from an addiction. I thoroughly enjoy sticking cotton Q-tips in my ear and twisting them around and around. I like to really get in ‘there’. It feels great. Coupled … Continue reading