tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63949545074471372212023-11-16T02:57:38.149-08:00Lovely Lady FoxUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger127125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-42735596401399383632013-02-16T18:26:00.000-08:002013-02-16T18:26:20.074-08:00Random ThingsWe have been busy doing regular life kind of stuff. I like it that way. We are busy working, playing, and learning. Here are a few pictures taken of our activities. (I also threw in a much younger Orin photo just for fun.)<br />
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I found Adia all swirled up, in her blanket, with the dog, reading on the floor. Not my idea of a perfect place to read but it was working for her.<br />
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Orin pulled out the old scrapbooks and was enjoying looking at himself as a younger person. Those books bring back many fond memories.<br />
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The weather the past few days has been quite lovely. The boys took their activities out to the dead front lawn because the sunshine was calling to them. Orin jammed away on the guitar while Hams read for a minute then turned his attention to his iPod. I can't wait until the grass turns green again!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kicking up dust</td></tr>
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Hamilton just had to try his hand at rotor-tilling the garden. He thought he was pretty tough stuff pushing and directing that thing around and I have to say he did a pretty good job. Orin also took his turn but Hams let me know that he thought Orin was WAY wimpy-er than he. I, being the mother, had to remind Hamilton that there is no need to compete against each other.<br />
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The kids made sure to make time for roller-blading after their work was finished. They asked Jacob and I to move the cars off the driveway to make room for their little derby. They thought it was great fun to add a basketball to the mix. Had I been the referee, I would have had to call "traveling" on all of them.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Smiling Adia</td></tr>
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It was all fun and games until Hamilton missed a shot, fell while shooting, and crunched his knees. There was a bit of drama after that but we told him, "Life's hard. Move on." (See where we picked that up from <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2IedSTcpbk">here</a>.) That seemed to do the trick and he was back on his blades without too many tears.<br />
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And just because I love looking at pictures from back in the day....</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Orin showing his style at 4 years old</td></tr>
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good things:<br />
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2. blankets to lay with</div>
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3. nice weather</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-54627840135889040772013-02-12T18:11:00.001-08:002013-02-12T18:11:58.484-08:00Wild HamsI've been kinda freaking out the past few weeks because I feel like my life is going by in a flash. I'm afraid my kids will be all grown up and gone before I know it. And, as much as I want them to grow up and be responsible, respectable people, I will miss the days and years we've had together.<br />
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The Hamster is the baby of the family and he is growing up WAY too fast. Here are a few pictures of my Hams...<br />
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1. time</div>
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2. goggles</div>
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3. imagination</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-85893441949934386912013-02-07T15:42:00.002-08:002013-02-07T15:49:10.676-08:00Guitar LessonsThe family was given a guitar for Christmas way back in 2011. I have always wanted my children to learn how to play this magnificent instrument. I didn't want to force anyone though and so I have been patiently waiting for the day someone would get the desire to pick it up and start fiddling with it. That day has arrived.<br />
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For several months now Orin has been strapping on the guitar and picking at it. He printed off a few chord charts and went to work. Then he started asking to take lessons. I didn't call and set up lessons right away because I wanted to see just how serious he was. But every week or so he would ask me. I finally decided he was serious enough when he put it on his birthday wish list. After I told him I would hook him up with lessons he went ahead and crossed it off.</div>
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I got a recommendation for a guitar teacher from our town's very own expert musician, Mr. Flemming. He told me of a man who gives lessons and that this man would be excited to see a serious guitar student come his way. So, between Jacob and I, we set it up. Guitar lessons for Orin were really going to happen.<br />
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Anyone who knows Orin knows how serious his expressions are. He smiles only when HE wants to. He can be hard to read. When I took him to his first lesson, I sat in on it and watched closely. Orin wasn't really smiling but oh, his eyes were twinkling! I could tell he was loving it. He was happy. Mr. Little (the teacher) was probably thinking, "This kid needs to liven up a bit." But I'm telling you, Orin was in 7th heaven. It won't take long for Mr. Little to figure out Orin.</div>
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Mr. Little taught him how to play "A Horse With No Name" by America. And, Orin asked him to help him learn some Jack Johnson so they got started on that too. I don't think Orin has missed a day practicing. I hope this new love of Orin's will continue on forever.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-72131601694478286182013-02-05T18:07:00.001-08:002013-02-05T18:18:07.625-08:00Family PhotoGathering together for a family photo is something that always puts me in a bad mood. The sun is too shinny, to many shadows, everyone is squinting, the world around us is dead and ugly, we don't have anything to wear that matches, etc.<br />
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This time I was prepared, emotionally, for the ordeal. I was NOT going to get grumpy about it this time. I was going to be calm and collect the entire time. This is how it went down:<br />
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1. I warned everyone several days in advance. "On Saturday we are going to do a family photo."<br />
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2. Saturday morning I reminded everyone. "Don't forget today is the day for our photo shoot."<br />
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3. I made everyone shower, brush their teeth, and do their hair. (Tootsie was the exception to this one.)<br />
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4. I only required everyone to wear a solid colored shirt. I didn't care beyond that what they wore. (I let go of the control freak inside of me.)<br />
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5. I set up the camera on the tripod.<br />
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6. I decided to use the bench that normally sits on the front porch as a prop. So I had Jake move it around back against the fence.<br />
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7. I called for everyone to come. They came. A miracle.<br />
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8. I had them all sit down on the bench.<br />
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9. I pushed the little timer button....<br />
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10. I ran to my spot.<br />
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11. The camera went blink, blink, blink, blink. Then picture, picture, picture, picture, picture, picture, picture....<br />
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12. That was it. I excused everyone. I had not become ornery. Another miracle.<br />
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I didn't fuss. I didn't gripe. I didn't even worry if they turned out perfect. We aren't perfect. Why should our photo be? Besides, I only needed them to put on our family Valentines card. At least now we have something current just in case someone dies. (See my previous post <a href="http://www.lovelyladyfox.blogspot.com/2013/01/happy-birthday-to-jake.html">HERE</a>.)<br />
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2. toothbrushes</div>
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3. self-timer option</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-49256105375650081502013-01-30T13:07:00.005-08:002013-01-30T13:07:54.339-08:00WithdrawalsThis is the time of year I start to go through withdrawals. Here is a list of what I'm missing these days.<br />
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1. Warm weather: I don't really love freezing temperatures with bright sunny skies. I say if it's going to be cold, fine! But I don't want the sun shining. At least be cloudy or something. If the sun is going to shine then it should be warm. I'm ready to wear flip-flops.<br />
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2. Green grass: Drab nature is so blah. Nevada already struggles being green but winter is the worst! I can't wait for green leaves and lawn.<br />
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3. Free schedule: When school lets out for the summer it always feels like a relief. It is nice to be able to get up when we want, go to bed when we want, play with friends any evening of the week, etc.<br />
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4. Vacations: I really like to get away and play.<br />
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5. Utah: Of course I don't really want to go there right now because of all the storms and snow and such, but I love all the family that lives there. Sometimes I like to go home and get my "bucket" filled and be near the beautiful mountains.<br />
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6. These guys:<br />
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I think it has been way too long since I have been around my Grandma (Grammy) and Grandpa (Papa). Life has prevented me from visiting them. Hopefully soon. I love this picture. It captures them perfectly.<br />
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good things:<br />
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3. grandmas and grandpasUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-43657768088218882832013-01-28T18:00:00.000-08:002013-01-28T18:29:34.446-08:00Yo-Yo!<br />
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This is a project I have been working on for years. Yes, years. To give myself credit, I used to only pull it out on conference weekend. Twice a year? That was getting me no where. I got real sick of seeing it in the closet every time I opened it. The time had come when I had to finally do something about it. So... I cozied up to my fireplace and went to work. It feels good to have it finally finished. By the time the last yo-yo was sewn I thought I was going to go nuts. I started seeing this when I closed my eyes:</div>
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Every stitch of this quilt is done by hand. And by hand I mean by hand; needle and thread. It's a quilt that can't really be used as a quilt. It's not practical. It won't keep someone warm. Too many holes. It's delicate. I discovered that while moving it around during the sewing process. There were several yo-yo's that fell apart and I had to go back and fix them while trying not to swear. I think it was because some of my square knots were "right over left, down through the hole, right over left, down through the hole." Every scout knows it's "<b>right</b> over left, down through the hole, <b>left</b> over right, down through the hole." It took me over 1073 yo-yo's to figure that out.</div>
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The last few days I worked at finishing this quilt I thought a lot about who I would give it to. It had to be someone special. Someone who would appreciate all the time and work put into it. Someone who would take care of it. Someone who deserved it. I figured it out and then got all giddy inside thinking about how I would send it in the mail to show up unexpectedly on their front porch. How fun.</div>
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I was glad to see this completed and became a bit mental staring at yo-yo's all day but, surprisingly, I loved it. It didn't take me long to look on Pinterest for some ideas on other yo-yo quilts. I found a picture of one that is made of only white yo-yo's and promptly pinned it. Some day, way in the future, when I've forgotten all about the poked, bleeding finger tips and knuckle-wrinkles I may just try and undertake another one of these. Maybe for myself.</div>
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We have church at 1:00 p.m. now so it seemed to cut his day down a bit. I admit I didn't want to go to my meetings this morning because he wasn't going with me. I really wanted to spend the entirety of the day with him but with meetings and church smack dab in the middle of the day I feel like he got a little gypped. We did get to celebrate some yesterday evening when we went shopping and out to dinner. I really like being with Jacob. It feels good.<br />
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At our house when it is your birthday you get to decide what we have for dinner. Jake was quick to put in his request. He chose roasted chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, green salad, and jello with bananas. Instead of birthday cake he wanted blackberry pie. I didn't argue. A slice of pie smothered in sweetened whipped cream is a great way to celebrate a birthday.<br />
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I made Jake pose for a picture or two this afternoon. I have been feeling like we need an updated photo of the two of us. Sometimes my imagination runs a bit wild and I start thinking about what would happen if one of us died. Would there be a current picture to put on the program? I know it's a bit morbid, but I really do think these kinds of things. Today's picture was taken by Adia. Not a professional photo shoot but it will do.<br />
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p.s. Yesterday while everyone was gone except me and Hams the house was super quiet. I snuck up on him to see what he was up to and found him laying on his bed dressed in sweats watching Netflix on his Kindle. I probably should have been mad at him for not asking to watch Netflix but I just found him so adorable. Instead of getting upset I planted a kiss on his forehead and grabbed my camera. He is a doll. I just love his freckles and hair. And what about that little upturned nose?<br />
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good things:<br />
1. sunday dinner<br />
2. good health<br />
3. new camerasUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-84922561871321661832013-01-14T22:40:00.001-08:002013-01-14T22:52:50.006-08:00A New HobbyOne of the best gifts I've ever been given was from my parents for my high school graduation. (Go Tigers!) It was a Pfaff 875 Hobbymatic sewing machine. A simple yet sturdy piece of equipment. She, (yes, the machine is a female and I've found that talking to machines keeps them happy) is a beast. She sews through thick and thin, uphill and down.<br />
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I have always loved her and now I love her even more since I've discovered machine quilting. I never knew I could do that with this lady. I've quilted by hand; hated it! I've quilted on the industrial machine at the local quilt shop; loved that. But, it is not the cheapest solution or most convenient. Thanks to my newly ordered free motion pressure foot I can sit around and sew swirly-gigs on quilts all day long while being cozied up with my fireplace. I'm happy.<br />
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I decided to do a simple 9 patch quilt to practice my new found skill on. I usually won't pin a thing if I don't absolutely have to, but on this occasion I took my sweet little time to match up every little intersection on this quilt top. The pinning paid off! They lined up perfectly.<br />
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3. a family who lets me make a mess<br />
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Sometimes I like to surf around iTunes and see what cool music is out there. Once in a while I find a gem. Good music with good lyrics and a good melody. There is a lot of really great music. You can find great music in all genres. But, of course, we all know there is also a lot of really bad music.<br />
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Today on the iTunes top charts in the singles category coming in at #8 was a song I had never before heard of. Evidently it came out in October 2011. I clicked on the little "listen to a sample" button. My mistake.<br />
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This is what I heard being sung by Snoop Dogg, Bruno Mars, and Wiz Khalifa to a great little tune with a great little rhythm:<br />
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Livin' wild and young and free</div>
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Nice. Isn't it? This is only the chorus. The whole song is rotten and I will spare you. But I can tell you it is pure rotten stuff. Just more trash to feed into the minds of young people. By the way, this song is listed as explicit and just so you know, Snoop Dogg is about 40 years old. What's he doing singing/rapping about being young anyway?</div>
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What is the world coming to? (You don't have to answer that. It was a rhetorical question.)</div>
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For Behold, this life is the time for men to prepare to meet God.</div>
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3. the iron rod</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-16653600135924157642012-02-01T21:27:00.000-08:002012-02-01T21:28:39.015-08:00The Family: A Proclamation to the WorldI have wanted to hang "The Family: A Proclamation to the World" in my home for a very long time. Problem is I don't like the look of the official one from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. That sounds like sacrilege but it is the truth. It's a funny size that doesn't quite fit in a standard frame without almost cutting off the top or bottom or sides. Of course, I could have had it custom framed but I don't want to pay the high price for that. I've been meaning to design my own for a while and I finally sat down and did it. Here is what I came up with. I designed it with a 11 x 16 inch frame in mind. I should be able to print it up from some photo place and get a regular old frame. I will wait until I find the perfect frame, on sale, of course, and then I'll post a picture of the final product hanging on my wall.<br />
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good things:<br />
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2. fun and free fonts<br />
3. a living prophetUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-42440837528893499652012-01-21T13:02:00.000-08:002012-01-21T13:06:48.652-08:00I'm Normal. Average.Last night I went to a party. I love a good party. The best part about this party was the fact that I made the M. party invitee list. Thank you M! (I've been hoping for that for quite a while.)<br />
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It was also mentioned at this party, that I feel pressure to be clever whenever I post something. It doesn't really come across in my posts because I'm not really a clever person but I still feel the pressure. It's heavy. This conversation, the one that occurred at the great party, led me to start thinking. Why do I blog?</div>
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It used to be that once in a while I would get caught up in reading a bunch of random blogs about people I had never met. You can go on forever linking blog to blog to blog to blog reading about the lives of strangers. Whenever this would happen, you could bet I'd be starting to feel depressed and sorry for myself. I was bombarding myself with these snapshots into the lives of people who appeared to be perfect. They were clever, smart, beautiful, talented, funny, had perfect families, always seeming to be on vacation, etc. My life never seemed to be as cool as theirs. I don't like to feel sorry for myself. It's a yucky feeling. Strange thing is, I don't ever feel this way when I read the blogs of people I actually know. I guess it's because I know they are real people.</div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">It felt good to make stuff.</span></div>
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I've seen several of these on Pinterest and I think they are so cute and feminine.</div>
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I love these fabric flowers. I think I've made a million of them. I have the stuff to make a million more so if you want some give me a call.</div>
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I'm going to set 12 goals for 2012. Twelve because it's 2012. Sounds like a good idea to me. I figure I'd better get these goals set before the year is over. If I don't, I might not get anywhere.</div>
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1. Read out of (or listen to) my scriptures every single day. No exceptions. </div>
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***The scriptures are way too accessible to not read. There are the regular printed ones and then the digital ones; on my phone, iPod, and computer. I can read them or I can listen to them. So far, so good.</div>
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2. Finish the laundry room.</div>
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***All I gotta do is paint the doors and get the door knobs on. Shouldn't be too hard.</div>
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3. Practice the piano.</div>
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***I want to be a regular practicer. Three times a week for at least 30 minutes. That seems reasonable.</div>
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4. Play another piano solo in sacrament meeting.</div>
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***It just about killed me to do the last one and I swore I wouldn't do it ever again, but I figure if I'm going to be a piano player I must play.</div>
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5. Go to the temple at least once every 3 weeks.</div>
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***It isn't reasonable for me to say every week (even though that seems practically perfect) because every week a million things come up, but I'm pretty sure I can work it into my schedule to go approximately 17 times this year.</div>
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6. Get stronger.</div>
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***I'm a wimp. There is no muscle on my body and I'm sick of it. Here comes INSANITY.</div>
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Oh man.... I'm half way through and I can only think of these 6 things. Guess I'll have to re-number them...</div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2. Read out of (or listen to) my scriptures every single day. No exceptions. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">***The scriptures are way too accessible to not read. There are the regular printed ones and then the digital ones; on my phone, iPod, and computer. I can read them or I can listen to them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">4. Finish the laundry room.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">***All I gotta do is paint the doors and get the door knobs on. Shouldn't be too hard.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">6. Practice the piano.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">***I want to be a regular practicer. Three times a week for at least 30 minutes. That seems reasonable.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">8. Play another piano solo in sacrament meeting.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">***It just about killed me to do the last one and I swore I wouldn't do it ever again, but I figure if I'm going to be a piano player I must play.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">10. Go to the temple at least once every 3 weeks.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">***It isn't reasonable for me to say every week (even though that seems practically perfect) because every week a million things come up, but I'm pretty sure I can work it into my schedule to go approximately 17 times this year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">12. Get stronger.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">***I'm a wimp. There is no muscle on my body and I'm sick of it. Here comes INSANITY.</span></div>
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There they are! 12 new goals for myself. Good job me.</div>
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good things:</div>
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1. a clean start</div>
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2. being able to finally admit my weaknesses</div>
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-56049993376853845702012-01-08T18:53:00.000-08:002012-01-08T18:54:48.664-08:00A Trip to the Magical KingdomBare with me on this one.<br />
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I have to post a million pictures. We had such a great time at Disneyland we could hardly contain ourselves. We rode just about every ride in both California Adventure and at Disneyland. (We only skipped things like the carrousel.) We ate a million churros, several dozen Mickey beignets, hot dogs, corn dogs, popcorn, dole whips, ribs, cornbread, strawberry shortcake, mint juleps, cotton candy, turkey legs, and corn on the cob. We saw "World of Color", "Fantasmic", "Aladdin", and the holiday fireworks. Disneyland is really quite amazing. We stood in line a lot, walked a gazillion miles everyday, played hard, ate good, and slept good. We hot tubbed it, rode in a stretch limo, splash mountain-ed it, battled grizzly rapids, went to space, turned into bugs, became cartoons, got dizzy, laughed really hard, spun in circles, got sucked into the twilight zone, went diggin' in an ancient ruin, fast pass-ed, soared over California, ran, walked, and sat. We were busy all day long. (One night I even dreamed I was still riding rides at Disneyland.)<br />
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And.... We took a bazillion silly pictures. It helped pass the time while waiting. There is no rhyme or reason to them. We did silly faces, sad faces, happy faces, and self-portraits. Even some that were, "Take a picture of this!" pictures. We are weird and we know it.<br />
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Adia got WAY scared by Cruella DeVille.<br />
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However, I will say that we had a wonderful day. Going to church on Christmas was a really great way to remember and reflect on the real meaning behind the holiday.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-6593011518070463422011-12-26T12:00:00.000-08:002011-12-26T16:59:06.783-08:00Christmas Time PerformingRecitals, performances, plays, and musical numbers.... I love to see my kids showing off all of their hard work. They have been practicing, practicing, and practicing!<br />
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Hamilton's 4th grade class put on "A Christmas Carol". They did such a darling job and the whole thing put a huge smile on my face. Miss Haney (his teacher) is wonderful with the kids and pulled off a great production. I heard there were over 200 people at the final performance.</div>
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As soon as it was announced that there would be tryouts in the 4th grade for the parts in this play Hams when to work. He started memorizing lines and working on his little cockney accent. He was really into it. When the cast list was put together he was given the part of Bob Crachet. It was perfect for him. We headed to the thrift store and picked out items of clothing we thought we could convert into a great little costume. He doubted what I picked out but when he saw it come together he was pleased. He was so cute in his fingerless gloves and top hat.</div>
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Something I found surprising was how much Adia was involved with this play. She lead the kindergarteners with their song, played the piano for the "Deck The Halls" scene, was in charge of the bell tolling, iPod music playing in between scenes, and she made sure the spotlight people did what they were supposed to. I could see her 'red' personality come right out and shine.</div>
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The two older kids have been taking voice lessons for quite a while now. Miss Dana has been a wonderful voice teacher. This year the kids picked out their Christmas songs way back in October and started working hard on getting them just right. Orin's song (the one he picked in October) turned out to be impossible to get a minus track to or even sheet music for. He had to switch at the last minute to a Stevie Wonder song. It was cute, but he didn't have it as perfected as he really wanted. He had to have a cheat sheet for the lyrics but he did a fine job in the end.</div>
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Adia was so comfortable with her song and knew it so well that she actually forgot to get nervous before she got on stage. Funny thing is, I think being a little nervous keeps your head in the game. She got up on the stage and proceeded to forget her lyrics. Whoops. I think she sang the 2nd verse over and over. She did a great job just smiling through it. When she was finished and came to sit back down by me she said, "Oh well."<br />
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All three kids played a Christmas song at their piano recital too. They did a great job! They are all starting to be real piano players, not just kids who tap out one note at a time. I am really loving it.<br />
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The kids have been very happy to show off their piano skills everywhere they go. They have played in Primary, at school, at FHE, and even at a friend's baptism. I think they are all excited to see their own progress. Music is a life long skill!<br />
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The other day the kids were all bored, so they said, and so I took over. I made them all play a game with me. I flashed a musical note flashcard in front of them and they had to be lightning fast at writing down the note name. Hams has some serious note naming skills. Orin was pretty good too, but, although Adia could find the note on the piano keyboard very fast, it took her some serious thinking to actually name the note. We all thought it was funny. I also made them clap or count out loud different rhythms. As silly as it seems, it turned into some pretty good family fun. Next time when they are all bored I'm going to make them memorize the circle of 5ths. We sure know how to have a good time around here!<br />
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good things:<br />
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We started out the evening with a few videos from <a href="http://lds.org/">lds.org</a>. Including one of the brand-new Bible story videos. Jake also showed a video I had never before seen called, <i>The Coat.</i> <a href="http://lds.org/pages/the-coat?lang=eng">Check it out here</a>. If that video doesn 't share the Christmas Spirit, I don't know what would. It's adorable and so very sweet.<br />
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The last few years, it seems, has brought on a fierce competition. I tried to tell them all it was NOT a competition, but no one listens to me.<br />
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There was no better way to spend the evening than with a handful of frosting, a plate full of goodies, and wonderful friends.<br />
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1. old friends (I <b>don't</b> mean age here people.)<br />
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3. a home that held us all miraculously<br />
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FaLaLa by Jim Brickman featuring Genevieve Bellemare!<br />
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Adorable song. I love the words, the voice, the rhythm, everything. Not my favorite video but it will do.<br />
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1. Christmas caroling<br />
2. new traditions<br />
3. old traditionsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-65183495138242482932011-12-03T20:47:00.001-08:002011-12-03T21:01:37.322-08:00True StoryHere is a true story. It happened just yesterday.<br />
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I bought 2 pieces of delicious pie from the local bakery. One was key lime, the other was coconut cream. I got them to go. I arrived at home with both pieces. As I stood in the living room talking to my children and two of their friends, I dropped the key lime piece. The carton opened up and the pie splattered onto the carpet. Guess who came to the rescue.<br />
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None of my children. Only their friends. One asked if they could get me a rag to clean it up with. The other started gathering bits of graham cracker crust.<br />
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What were my children doing while all of this was happening? Staring at the television of course. (Dang that Disney Channel!) Ugh. I wish my children would have thought of doing those things. I guess I should give Hamilton 1/2 credit. He held Tootsie so she wouldn't get any whipped cream on her nose. Wasn't that thoughtful?<br />
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3. dirty carpet that hides pie stains :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-785619224062810712011-11-27T21:03:00.001-08:002011-11-27T23:20:13.017-08:00The Days of Joseph...All three kids decided to take the plunge and enter into the drama world. They all tried out to be in the community play "Joseph & the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat". They all made it; the boys into the children's chorus, and Adia into the general cast. It was an intense play to be a part of because there were millions of hours spent at the high school practicing and there were millions and millions of Facebook messages sent out. I got real sick of those real quick! Most days the kids didn't want to go to practice but when they came home they couldn't stop talking about it. They always had a blast.<br />
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Of course Fallon is full of really talented people who spent hours directing, choreographing, costuming, set building, prop making, etc. Not only were there a ton of kids on stage, there were tons of people working behind the scenes to make it all come together. And it did come together. I didn't get to see the first 4 performances. More on that later. But I didn't miss the last 4. It was a pleasure to sit out with the audience and be entertained.<br />
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All 3 kids said they would enter the drama world again any day. Well, actually, they were pretty exhausted by the end, but they would be happy to do it again after taking a break for a few months.<br />
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As for my contribution to the play... The costumers asked me if I would be willing to take on a project. It happened to be a project I ended up loving. As I sewed my heart out, spending about 30 hours, maybe more, I was blessed to see many tender mercies come my way. Who knew you could learn valuable lessons on listening to the Spirit while sewing a costume? I didn't. But now I do. Elder Richard G. Scott has said that we can receive direction from the Spirit while working on mechanical things just as we can while working on spiritual things. So true. (See the conversation with Richard G. Scott on the Mormon Channel.)<br />
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My job was to accomplish these 4 steps: (1) go shopping, (2) pick out fabric, (3) design, and (4) sew an <b>Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat</b>. One that would fit the star of the show, open up into a perfect circle, handle some serious wear and tear, and allow for long, colorful streamers to attach to it during the finale. A challenge for any seamstress.<br />
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You want to know about all those tender mercies I mentioned before? They all started with the finding of the fabric. I wandered around 3 different fabric stores for a really long time. I even searched a few thrift stores for fabric looking for things like old shirts, sheets, curtains, anything I could turn into an Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I love Home Fabrics. I was able to find really wonderful "gold" fabric on the clearance pallet. And I was "lead" to what turned out to be just the right accent fabric. At JoAnn Fabrics, I found all the colors of the rainbow satins (actually polyester) on a super, duper great Halloween fabric sale. I was trying to keep the cost down as much as possible. Just finding the right fabric turned out to be a miracle. Another miracle? I was buying fabric without knowing just how much I would need. Miraculously, I bought just the right amount of them all. That was a big tender mercy! I wouldn't have had another chance to run to Reno to pick up more if I had needed it. Step 1 & 2 were done. Phew.<br />
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Along with the beautiful fabric I picked out myself, the costumers gave me a gorgeous piece of Egyptian tent fabric. I loved this fabric. I didn't get a picture of it though. Bummer. Doing step 3 allowed for the inspiration to flow. I spent many an hour worrying and praying over the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat's design. I am good at following a pattern. I have lots of experience doing that, but I haven't had much experience designing, making up, or merging patterns. I'm quite new at that. And of course there wasn't an "Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" pattern in the Butterick, Simplicity, or Vogue pattern books. Miraculously it came to me piece by piece. Some in the middle of the night. Some in the shower. Some while sitting at the sewing machine. All of it came just when I needed it. I am grateful for those experiences where the inspiration flowed.<br />
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As for the sewing part... First, I had to cut out each part and piece of the coat. I decided I would cut the pieces out as I added them to the coat. The reason I chose to do it this way is because cutting is permanent. You can't glue fabric back together if it gets cut wrong. And remember, I wasn't sure if I would have enough of the fabric even without making mistakes while cutting. I managed to cut things out perfectly the first time. A miracle when you consider all the geometry and math I had to use while trying to figure out how the coat might open up into a full circle. And, while actually sewing I rarely made a mistake. I didn't have to unpick much. Truly another miracle.<br />
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My mother taught me that the inside of a garment you sew should look as good as the outside. And, this Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat really did! It was lined in gold, had bias tapes, perfectly matching designs, and French seams. It was sturdy too. I was even inspired as to how to add the loopy things on the inside which would be used to attach those fancy colorful ribbons at the finale. (That had to be changed later, but it was still inspiration.)<br />
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It was the afternoon of the day before the dress rehearsal when I received a telephone call from my Grandpa informing me that my Grandma was in the hospital. He didn't know what was wrong with her yet. She was in the ICU. That was all he knew. I wanted to leave Fallon and go help him. I was almost finished with the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I needed to add the last of the bias tapes and then do the hand sewing. (The last seam of the lining had to be stitched down by hand.) I couldn't leave right then and there because I HAD to finish the coat first. I was beside myself. Turns out the timing was a tender mercy too because I ended up needing to pick my mom up from the airport in Reno the next morning.<br />
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Here are some pictures of the coat...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The sleeve at the shoulder.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The top front of the bodice.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The back of the coat bodice.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The sleeve cuff.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of 5 large peplums. There were also 8 small peplums around the waist of the coat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole coat. Front.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole coat. Back.</td></tr>
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Now for some pictures from the actually play. Most of the pictures have dark heads in the foreground. At the last minute "Big Head Man" sat directly in front of me. I was annoyed.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hamilton in the opening scene.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A blurry picture of Orin in the opening scene.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/91cda8a4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/91cda8a4.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The coat makes its entrance.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/718d855d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/718d855d.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The coat makes a beautiful circle!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Swirl Joseph!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I just wish the coat would have been velcroed correctly.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/5dbeb2c0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/5dbeb2c0.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Orin watching on from his seat on stage.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/73306f7f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/73306f7f.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adia in the "Go Go" scene. I'm loving the pink hair!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/5f0f9437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/5f0f9437.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adia is the cow girl on the right hand side. She was hard to recognize with that mask.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/80da9b23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/80da9b23.jpg" width="266" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A beautiful Egyptian.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/07511519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/07511519.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love Adia's expression in this photo. Something about it makes me smile. She is right in the middle.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/ecdcf79b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/ecdcf79b.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hamilton in the finale.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/6e99c3cc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab201/ladyfox3/6e99c3cc.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Orin was a natural on stage. Here he is in the finale singing his heart out.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The coat with all the rainbow trimmings in the finale. And BIG HEAD MAN!! Sheesh.</td></tr>
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I am grateful for experiences like the one I had with this play. My kids tried something new. I learned many lessons. And miracles happened.</div>
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1. inspiration</div>
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2. family</div>
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3. talents</div>
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4. miracles</div>
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-19119821554449317232011-10-30T18:29:00.000-07:002011-10-30T18:31:15.218-07:00Tricks and Treats<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Halloween around here is fun. The kids love to dress up and I love to make costumes. I love that all the children get to run "amok, amok, amok". (That's from Hocus Pocus.) And I love that it is a holiday that is all about the candy... What other holiday can you say that about? Here are the costumes from this year.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the sneaky candy thief Hamilton.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adorable!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Harry "Orin" Potter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So serious but so handsome.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The pretty fairy Adia.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fly fairy, fly!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The creepy Vampiress.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scary!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Honorable Judge Jacob.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole Adams, I mean, Sommer Family.</td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Happy Halloween 2011!</span></div>
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good things:</div>
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1. chocolate</div>
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2. wigs</div>
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3. make-up</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-66988768618438634742011-10-27T15:36:00.000-07:002011-10-27T15:56:19.652-07:00My Favorite ThingI have a lot of favorite things.<br />
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But, my most favorite of all those favorites is music. My heart eats, sleeps, and breathes music.<br />
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I must get it from my Grandma Pearl. She loved music too.<br />
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This time of year I always want to break out the Christmas music and holiday playlist. My "Holiday Playlist" has 1456 songs, 3.5 days, or 7.6 GB. I've got to start on it early. Jake says I need to wait until after Halloween. I can't do it. I can't wait. Besides, music about the Savior.... That's good anytime of the year.<br />
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I thought I'd share a song that is absolutely amazing. When I listen to this on my iPod with my Bose headphones it takes me to another place. It feels like heaven. It literally will bring me to tears every time.<br />
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Andrea Bocelli and Katherine Jenkins. Two people with the voices of angels and they make it look so effortless. If only...<br />
(Check out the bottom of that dress!)<br />
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I Believe</div>
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One day I'll hear the laugh of children</div>
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In a world where war has been banned.</div>
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One day I'll see men of all colours</div>
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Sharing words of love and devotion.</div>
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Stand up and feel the Holy Spirit</div>
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Find the power of your faith.</div>
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Open your heart to those who need you</div>
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In the name of love and devotion.</div>
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Yes, I believe.</div>
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I believe in the people of all nations</div>
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To join and to care for love.</div>
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I believe in a world where light will guide us</div>
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And giving our love we'll make heaven on earth.</div>
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I believe in the people of all nations</div>
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To join and to care for love.</div>
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I believe in a world where light will guide us</div>
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And giving our love we'll make heaven on earth.</div>
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Yes, I believe.</div>
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I believe in the people of all nations</div>
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To join and to care for love.</div>
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We'll make heaven on earth.</div>
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I believe.</div>
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good things<br />
1. iPods<br />
2. music that fills the soul<br />
3. puffs with lotionUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-30108275377162735162011-10-23T10:07:00.000-07:002011-10-23T10:08:57.162-07:00Slide ShowMy Grandma passed away on September 30, 2011. She will be very missed. My dear Adia was asked to sing at her memorial. While she was practicing the night before, I pulled out my iPhone and recorded her. It isn't a perfect recording and she was just practicing, but it turned out way too sweet to not share with all of you. I put the recording to some random pictures. Again, not perfect pictures, but they all make me happy.<br />
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Enjoy!<br />
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(My Dad is playing the organ.)<br />
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You can get the sheet music for this song <a href="http://www.hoffmanhouse.com/sheet.html">HERE</a> along with lots of other free music.<br />
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good things:<br />
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1. grandmas<br />
2. singing<br />
3. camerasUnknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-74275397670504170372011-10-18T21:24:00.000-07:002011-10-18T21:49:07.301-07:00Video test<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='400' height='326' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxrfnynN5y3ttzYZGB8nQ2_XmBTGz21ma6S6ftZBifFlv2VvWbUTmObG9vpaO8TbiAJiB5TyBZPVresJWQ91A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />
I know. Dorky. But I just had to see if I could send the video from my phone to my blog at the push of a button. Dorky is now cool.<br />
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good things:<br />
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1. the children's bedtime<br />
2. down time<br />
3. popcornUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394954507447137221.post-70652615340874294302011-10-15T14:43:00.001-07:002011-10-15T14:43:12.363-07:00Blogging testI just got a new iPhone and I am trying to see if i can mobile blog.<p>Sent from my iPhoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2