tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58465834131591123672024-02-19T04:39:53.495-08:00Whirlwind WomanWhirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-32223355731653788482010-11-01T10:11:00.000-07:002010-11-01T11:26:50.358-07:00Wow, we've been busy! October is gone, November is here!We've been carving pumpkins...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOtzAP-cYtxHDrxrBP-ya_RmepdXm2kKSR_IHlDtrKYGiFxdb0Pmkx_cvOtFNCWJMepwWZlBfIMIlrVOpz5IgXigKToUcci65laL2vf47IkizRhx2aRSZFbS1Gu9K2PeomY-Ub0rq-M8/s1600/100_0354.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOtzAP-cYtxHDrxrBP-ya_RmepdXm2kKSR_IHlDtrKYGiFxdb0Pmkx_cvOtFNCWJMepwWZlBfIMIlrVOpz5IgXigKToUcci65laL2vf47IkizRhx2aRSZFbS1Gu9K2PeomY-Ub0rq-M8/s320/100_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534639253172974978" border="0" /></a><br />We discovered that Able loves rainbows nearly as much as apples...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SiO4Pv4chT4uMKTxgHfTu2NFmZkX59IxHpuDvHptbxvPHoOAgOhIeMp9R1y7cAeCESvjvbS68Xn_qdmb0pLUtHeEYThYmgtJkpfGi_fH0l1aP4FRVjiV0ZOjafJrVdRwM0G9CRwmtao/s1600/100_0428.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SiO4Pv4chT4uMKTxgHfTu2NFmZkX59IxHpuDvHptbxvPHoOAgOhIeMp9R1y7cAeCESvjvbS68Xn_qdmb0pLUtHeEYThYmgtJkpfGi_fH0l1aP4FRVjiV0ZOjafJrVdRwM0G9CRwmtao/s320/100_0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534639249953037058" border="0" /></a><br />No surprise, but Charlie loves firetrucks...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZC-a23aaN3i9bYciH9MoS4lF844QsSIcrKbelnaO9vj_QdXKfNUuHo8Z8HbkCH-sPCtn3jecWmDruRbCdUwxk6msZmKVqD3nMlrsQloodiwKXjFSFyB7SrkF3UBIerT3jeXomwiEQLo/s1600/100_0489.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZC-a23aaN3i9bYciH9MoS4lF844QsSIcrKbelnaO9vj_QdXKfNUuHo8Z8HbkCH-sPCtn3jecWmDruRbCdUwxk6msZmKVqD3nMlrsQloodiwKXjFSFyB7SrkF3UBIerT3jeXomwiEQLo/s320/100_0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534639233573905858" border="0" /></a>We trick-0r-treated...Seb went somewhere else, so no pics of him!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLGX_zIFK9hP9R7DiR0utsPqFV9M5HMNLwmOcxTs9msTAO5WyOhojdCoE2YDwNlaM73kelIq-uxEVDktQcUOSnClrd9P6NiN8F4HCPdoyfTVyYOK0ojWbP7Irkw8wSb9SeZkcTamNtvqk/s1600/100_0453.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLGX_zIFK9hP9R7DiR0utsPqFV9M5HMNLwmOcxTs9msTAO5WyOhojdCoE2YDwNlaM73kelIq-uxEVDktQcUOSnClrd9P6NiN8F4HCPdoyfTVyYOK0ojWbP7Irkw8wSb9SeZkcTamNtvqk/s320/100_0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534635309247729986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2V7RCEexXgJG7eVQn_pzlPKjYPsuBlw7tp5WDCknSupUJFbu5KKiZJXfFyGRzXklHcjvdeXsbBWbL29hD2uekmgefGZduMKSfwvCfS5L9a06JUBe7F3XPyZUnUvjJOKotpJhICM6-x4/s1600/100_0487.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2V7RCEexXgJG7eVQn_pzlPKjYPsuBlw7tp5WDCknSupUJFbu5KKiZJXfFyGRzXklHcjvdeXsbBWbL29hD2uekmgefGZduMKSfwvCfS5L9a06JUBe7F3XPyZUnUvjJOKotpJhICM6-x4/s320/100_0487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534635299854219858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We've been crafting a lot, but now it's time to focus on the Christmas gifts.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5jLEnCpL0qj0fJcYKPqm9cIuKnCQ1l2QGUM1yQODwaY-PO7baGqcVMAAyf0OQfG_ouXsbwHTZ2iUNPWmQTfwxtntYkYVqhv5QgqAQvR38MM8Ag_Kc0eIlo5wrHndTaqs2I4ER1ofIBFU/s1600/100_0431.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5jLEnCpL0qj0fJcYKPqm9cIuKnCQ1l2QGUM1yQODwaY-PO7baGqcVMAAyf0OQfG_ouXsbwHTZ2iUNPWmQTfwxtntYkYVqhv5QgqAQvR38MM8Ag_Kc0eIlo5wrHndTaqs2I4ER1ofIBFU/s320/100_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534635303961839938" border="0" /></a>Some of us have found the need to sleep...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1D7D7MQYnGgDgjaOHjz1APXqHO7C1ljP1i391GjL7pqHUkm49qqOFAWn0T4sV3MhDw8flYDVS0WHUd-OEAhOCiZVFdJIX8-EhoQnpLNThy0FGCiFCy1ABTVU6xVVnIRgnq545-3gTBA/s1600/100_0495.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1D7D7MQYnGgDgjaOHjz1APXqHO7C1ljP1i391GjL7pqHUkm49qqOFAWn0T4sV3MhDw8flYDVS0WHUd-OEAhOCiZVFdJIX8-EhoQnpLNThy0FGCiFCy1ABTVU6xVVnIRgnq545-3gTBA/s320/100_0495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534635298255375042" border="0" /></a>Super Charie has come into existence!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz_L2lQu__hQ0mkueTtPt3XxFWP1z9JXuI1nI0MZVSWBKiLq_ziZdet8JiYvTg6pA5e8ibkftCUrcccP5sE57gyMAZD1i18qt-yR1McS7CWaeEz5jgV6dbtMecGhn5xdat3VkcNVybLlQ/s1600/sepia+super+charlie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz_L2lQu__hQ0mkueTtPt3XxFWP1z9JXuI1nI0MZVSWBKiLq_ziZdet8JiYvTg6pA5e8ibkftCUrcccP5sE57gyMAZD1i18qt-yR1McS7CWaeEz5jgV6dbtMecGhn5xdat3VkcNVybLlQ/s320/sepia+super+charlie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534635281584990066" border="0" /></a>Somebody had a birthday.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHUs6tUxTLG_VgqbeK2wX8OvSWHr5x78JOv65viIrQBlzQqb6bHnzkyn1FOAGaW72WhPhaV80oV-iMyOgg-zmCsyl-ICNSGaMIU2kfxxs_xbkxP7kFVC8mx27Fq3cc2TEbn11xVil0OZY/s1600/100_0400.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHUs6tUxTLG_VgqbeK2wX8OvSWHr5x78JOv65viIrQBlzQqb6bHnzkyn1FOAGaW72WhPhaV80oV-iMyOgg-zmCsyl-ICNSGaMIU2kfxxs_xbkxP7kFVC8mx27Fq3cc2TEbn11xVil0OZY/s320/100_0400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534632290355036754" border="0" /></a>Tony is very antsy for snowmobiling season. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIWAZPG8-L6FBlI8bajNhZNUbPqN5OQDUprqqoJMMklJggcnkk6DWgnc2Kk_6ntyfKT1NM0nZhyhYuz4MWiQjQunceSPDvo5IxeXR8rPo7eBz-vvClgS08gfC7t_H6e3yVFQHp4BqCRU/s1600/100_0392.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIWAZPG8-L6FBlI8bajNhZNUbPqN5OQDUprqqoJMMklJggcnkk6DWgnc2Kk_6ntyfKT1NM0nZhyhYuz4MWiQjQunceSPDvo5IxeXR8rPo7eBz-vvClgS08gfC7t_H6e3yVFQHp4BqCRU/s320/100_0392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534632283203724418" border="0" /></a>Oh, yeah, we carved some pumpkins! :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpFiviUNGCJi1bqWmoyANcOvMLQ8-9aWf50-X-Rttw6MA-DUZeQQte0pt3RHRZ6484-dHv7Gl-GwMMo4fN628pvxUyoX5LUGRzEVG8CT4QIQZiOns-0YpRHx3bGOIgEW-z9CFuIz4IOz4/s1600/100_0382.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpFiviUNGCJi1bqWmoyANcOvMLQ8-9aWf50-X-Rttw6MA-DUZeQQte0pt3RHRZ6484-dHv7Gl-GwMMo4fN628pvxUyoX5LUGRzEVG8CT4QIQZiOns-0YpRHx3bGOIgEW-z9CFuIz4IOz4/s320/100_0382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534632271367993986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxgrjhA_3rNyK2J06YqyIcgCTMQoDZaatEd96V2ygXpf4CaS8LfFO-FsBKxwr3V8AOj4vE8PdGcyYJaZ9_O3A9KVdXtmZA1SkS-CYtbupjQHMKi-vDJF04uyfSjAbRPh4G__zvXwpRhwM/s1600/100_0379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxgrjhA_3rNyK2J06YqyIcgCTMQoDZaatEd96V2ygXpf4CaS8LfFO-FsBKxwr3V8AOj4vE8PdGcyYJaZ9_O3A9KVdXtmZA1SkS-CYtbupjQHMKi-vDJF04uyfSjAbRPh4G__zvXwpRhwM/s320/100_0379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534632267424295170" border="0" /></a>And Charlie got a new bed. Every night it's like a Where's Waldo cartoon, he has this need to bring everyone to bed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiowAvkyMrcUoHa2WfjNy8k7TfbAoXy_lnvZr5xX_IErR-7rCLvqhHWbt-wWiF35dV0Aex-ja2Q0u6fdb9wJV515oQKUHADsfzclxh17Sj7RpDxiHyoS_6hRrJiOnyoVISTPPUYg_daBeM/s1600/100_0342.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiowAvkyMrcUoHa2WfjNy8k7TfbAoXy_lnvZr5xX_IErR-7rCLvqhHWbt-wWiF35dV0Aex-ja2Q0u6fdb9wJV515oQKUHADsfzclxh17Sj7RpDxiHyoS_6hRrJiOnyoVISTPPUYg_daBeM/s320/100_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534632261797776994" border="0" /></a><br />I hope November is half as much fun!Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-8861410941941290642010-10-26T14:16:00.000-07:002010-10-26T14:18:36.794-07:002 Giveways!<a href="http://www.mamaroots.com/my_weblog/2010/10/bats-and-tigers-and-racoons-oh-my.html#tpe-action-resize-148">Mamaroots</a> is giving away the November edition of Herbal Roots Zine and <a href="http://www.herbalrootszine.com/2010/10/giveaway-monday-wooden-bat/">Herbal Roots Zine</a> is giving away one of Mamaroots amazing creations! Head on over to these two sites to see how you can win!Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-77678059702278326272010-10-19T14:27:00.001-07:002010-10-19T14:37:12.684-07:00Be the Peace you Want to see in the World<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.threadinglight.com/2010/09/piece-together-peace.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3JdAXsUz4T_WLvtFmrwCR5oUhLnpEzL3DOxea2ObrQf9k9TyadHYVvo3w6BqDscsnoFan6-jAGLIIkf8pcwaN6x-WRrNwbhOjdedNIUdpg1ATFS4vmwh4YApI-dW9u8LIIy8AlOI0TlA/s320/piecetogetherpeace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529872198106223330" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sometimes it is hard to be who you want to be. I find myself tired, my husband in an ugly mood, the toddler is sick, I forgot to eat...and then I act in ways not my usual normal. This movement comes at a very important time for me, it's a good reminder to be the mom/wife/employee I want to be, and who others want to see. My children deserve a loving, warm, strong mom. My husband deserves for me to the port in the storm I need in him. I really need a job with a schedule, not these crazy shifts all over the place, and the best way to do that is to continue doing the best I can at the hospitals where I already work, and then when a shift opens up they will think of me.<br /><br />So. My intention is to continue striving every day to be that Woman that I know I can be. To love my family, to smile, to work hard. And to continue to find new ways to cope with stress, as I'm constantly advocating to my patients. I CAN do this, and knowing that others are doing this makes it easier.<br /><br />Do you want to join us?Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-62897590333077109072010-09-26T08:19:00.000-07:002010-09-26T08:40:14.434-07:00Calendar of the Soul 25th and 26th week<table align="LEFT" border="0" width="100%"><tbody><tr style="font-family: georgia;" align="LEFT"><td><b>Twenty-fifth Week</b> <span style="font-size:100%;"><i>(September 22-28)</i></span> </td></tr><tr style="font-family: georgia;"><td> </td></tr><tr style="font-family: georgia;"><td> <p> I can belong now to myself<br /> And shining spread my inner light<br /> Into the dark of space and time.<br /> Toward sleep is urging all creation,<br /> But inmost soul must stay awake<br /> And carry wakefully sun's glowing<br /> Into the winter's icy flowing.<br /> </p> </td></tr> <tr style="font-family: georgia;" align="LEFT"><td> </td></tr> <tr style="font-family: georgia;" align="LEFT"><td> <p> Ich darf nun mir gehören<br /> Und leuchtend breiten Innenlicht<br /> In Raumes- und in Zeitenfinsternis.<br /> Zum Schlafe drängt natürlich Wesen,<br /> Der Seele Tiefen sollen wachen<br /> Und wachend tragen Sonnengluten<br /> In kalte Winterfluten. Calendar of the Soul<br /><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Twenty-sixth Week</span> (<span style="font-style: italic;">September 26, 2010 - October 02, 2010</span>)<br /><br /> O Nature, your maternal life<br /> I bear within the essence of my will.<br /> And my will's fiery energy<br /> Shall steel my spirit striving,<br /> That sense of self springs forth from it<br /> To hold me in myself.<br /><br /> Natur, dein mütterliches Sein,<br /> Ich trage es in meinem Willenswesen;<br /> Und meines Willens Feuermacht,<br /> Sie stählet meines Geistes Triebe,<br /> Dass sie gebären Selbstgefühl,<br /> Zu tragen mich in mir.</p><p><br /></p></td></tr></tbody></table>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-88558580971070301412010-09-10T12:22:00.000-07:002010-09-10T12:26:47.878-07:00{this moment} Friends on the First Day of School, and A Reflection<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqShTePaDXHMIqKugtVmkDOpC7UJKSHDA2C85ZKngKBElfHOctS1OC_fCIKhyUTKS_uq3GOIYXqst3ggB-6IKpb9fg6tUVkzjpKTDwtNt7ba8qy7qxwrrXdpFUUhpAD32MbvVU1d5OBCA/s1600/100_0270.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqShTePaDXHMIqKugtVmkDOpC7UJKSHDA2C85ZKngKBElfHOctS1OC_fCIKhyUTKS_uq3GOIYXqst3ggB-6IKpb9fg6tUVkzjpKTDwtNt7ba8qy7qxwrrXdpFUUhpAD32MbvVU1d5OBCA/s320/100_0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515367953205535346" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeODEuq6eed0d2dwqveMNueCukCtstWDJUB5yiN7AAiVLd_qJObNqZx4umpFw2QbDhjV3kXaseoqfwFK1AUB2Yz0zBZ0dI61u24o6tfVKVJh5ks8ujGk31B-OT2PzUtJFJqEpnE4RwIJU/s1600/100_0300.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeODEuq6eed0d2dwqveMNueCukCtstWDJUB5yiN7AAiVLd_qJObNqZx4umpFw2QbDhjV3kXaseoqfwFK1AUB2Yz0zBZ0dI61u24o6tfVKVJh5ks8ujGk31B-OT2PzUtJFJqEpnE4RwIJU/s320/100_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515368383326110642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />{this moment} - A Friday ritual began by Amanda at <a target="_blank" href="http://www.soulemama.com/">Soule Mama</a>. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment you want to pause, savor and remember.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-43777909296387646112010-09-09T11:52:00.001-07:002010-09-09T12:20:38.119-07:00Apples Apples ApplesWe brought home a LOT of apples from Hubby's mom. Thanks, Nana! Saucing a bunch up today, we'll have fried apples for dessert, and we'll see if there are any left. I doubt it, they taste so yummy.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgd7pTOWIbRqooTw8Bn-tSPpUmERnHQfVxShvFU7lN6XPmpEk2ua7V8mDFQa3zxPJ3k8kCDwATuxo0QpY9n5YouE7b2KU7MoXzp6e0oVqzn58Pq5Bt9cJGTJNXosIVHOw_zmpYNMuxSSQ/s1600/100_0330.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgd7pTOWIbRqooTw8Bn-tSPpUmERnHQfVxShvFU7lN6XPmpEk2ua7V8mDFQa3zxPJ3k8kCDwATuxo0QpY9n5YouE7b2KU7MoXzp6e0oVqzn58Pq5Bt9cJGTJNXosIVHOw_zmpYNMuxSSQ/s320/100_0330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514990079247896466" border="0" /></a><br />It seems that there is always one mascot apple that I'm loathe to cut up. This one probably weighs a pound and a half!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyx6ggG5eJVkiRCKlSut4oZ44W9diFqMF9WnJFQGiZwwLb3V458wHlm65IuCMRnJgy2fqwpcztfhdj_lH0SBFy7jM76yAverILFd6EA3hlIhW78FD1UoHAzm_sC1b-dtxgiy17qC1oJQ/s1600/100_0329.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyx6ggG5eJVkiRCKlSut4oZ44W9diFqMF9WnJFQGiZwwLb3V458wHlm65IuCMRnJgy2fqwpcztfhdj_lH0SBFy7jM76yAverILFd6EA3hlIhW78FD1UoHAzm_sC1b-dtxgiy17qC1oJQ/s320/100_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514990065173595426" border="0" /></a><br />How many people have a birds nest on their dinner table? This one was found in one of the apple trees where we picked the apples. I need to find it a home. (Excuse the back to school pile of papers...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0VWbt11T54h5SoXK8mWQ4xI3XN2gpe-Xg-IPomyQZkrTScCfNwlIT7QR7pYayv-lPU8jh2jc9abJ_ooxJrdAzqAlVx6NPQXsZRStf1O1QsWUKTA7cYGZDPbsOflmPmtZvKs2JlPsnzLM/s1600/100_0328.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0VWbt11T54h5SoXK8mWQ4xI3XN2gpe-Xg-IPomyQZkrTScCfNwlIT7QR7pYayv-lPU8jh2jc9abJ_ooxJrdAzqAlVx6NPQXsZRStf1O1QsWUKTA7cYGZDPbsOflmPmtZvKs2JlPsnzLM/s320/100_0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514990047636942898" border="0" /><br /></a><br />We don't have a nature table, at least not right now. The one we were using became my chairside table. I do try to keep some things about the season on the center of the dining room table, though. And thanks to <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/mamaroots">Mamaroots</a>, we have a new friend this month! Abel Loves Apples. He's been given his own harvest and pumpkin patch to care for. A friend has a scroll saw that isn't being used, and has promised it to me. When it arrives Abel can have a few apple trees to care for, too.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNFOIAlPGarjrag8w7Q_xaUUM5MWlVVwDP2eSam0UpSrjBMl0U-NdXj7ta9P8ExKB0Y-7TTjaex0TYDliCUKySImmQZJFj3fuq8p6DjIGEaFV8qQSMXLgb6KZsa96TvYQeQr_0G0UcgwA/s1600/100_0325.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNFOIAlPGarjrag8w7Q_xaUUM5MWlVVwDP2eSam0UpSrjBMl0U-NdXj7ta9P8ExKB0Y-7TTjaex0TYDliCUKySImmQZJFj3fuq8p6DjIGEaFV8qQSMXLgb6KZsa96TvYQeQr_0G0UcgwA/s320/100_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514990020566605138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjlPLo8DaIuOYa7bny96rbonum3IUuMD1eG-BhTNBLgbzf-m_lkKNdciFEJ5bPitY5G2xgrBYcueWpHxssp_Tpukaufv-kdPgHwzXAgtSUGkdE6ucln10q5TRSmj0OH9ktGS2LeD1GxU/s1600/100_0326.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjlPLo8DaIuOYa7bny96rbonum3IUuMD1eG-BhTNBLgbzf-m_lkKNdciFEJ5bPitY5G2xgrBYcueWpHxssp_Tpukaufv-kdPgHwzXAgtSUGkdE6ucln10q5TRSmj0OH9ktGS2LeD1GxU/s320/100_0326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514992409426312914" border="0" /></a>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-81555266942321252292010-09-09T08:46:00.000-07:002010-09-09T09:37:25.639-07:00Family Trip to the ZooIt was amazing. We had a wonderful family adventure to the zoo, and nobody melted. The weather was cloudy, and occasionally drizzly, but nobody got cold. We were all full of smiles. Nobody complained about the food from home (fried rice, full of veggies, packed into a <a href="http://www.lunchboxes.com/india.html">tiffin box</a>, thank goodness for the <a href="http://www.amazon.com/3-Tier-Tiffin-Recycled-Cotton-Carrier/dp/B001R6I8T6/ref=pd_sbs_a_5">carrier</a>, it was still warm.<br /><br />These pictures of the kids were taken in our <a href="http://www.oregonzoo.org/Exhibits/PredatorsOfSerengeti/index.htm">Zoo's new Serengeti exhibit</a>. But really, this a true snapshot of our life. Babybug is ALWAYS zooming around. That boy is a mover and a shaker. All of my kids fascinate me, who they are becoming, who they've been, and where that is leading. They are amazing, all of them. I get the older two, they are a lot like Hubby and I, however, the little one...he's an enigma.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuZvShutJH0ruoFVdX0pryIRk3qlETV25Kj2nkoAJoUi5AKLrJ7bQL10qy-uMYwTb9rbo4wDSjm5HJeohc0gvUnmHug9CS_SqUt7oONi0o4Oa_xJn5NEThXPoFTXL6ejFN5POW1wqZgY/s1600/100_0314.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuZvShutJH0ruoFVdX0pryIRk3qlETV25Kj2nkoAJoUi5AKLrJ7bQL10qy-uMYwTb9rbo4wDSjm5HJeohc0gvUnmHug9CS_SqUt7oONi0o4Oa_xJn5NEThXPoFTXL6ejFN5POW1wqZgY/s320/100_0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514942440162650578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hmcotwOVUOfDGcJXc0_Z3REWv0meMJkmZDr1VUfSSDOZF14FVPJcAKHfGsNKulWGoYwSZ9KHJcYeWh6YduQ4-cpamR6U9d6eVrgrfP0ukCcQRs0Yn0cuOFOESvYwwFKJP8CXsIER99g/s1600/100_0313.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hmcotwOVUOfDGcJXc0_Z3REWv0meMJkmZDr1VUfSSDOZF14FVPJcAKHfGsNKulWGoYwSZ9KHJcYeWh6YduQ4-cpamR6U9d6eVrgrfP0ukCcQRs0Yn0cuOFOESvYwwFKJP8CXsIER99g/s320/100_0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514942434502972050" border="0" /></a>The chase continued around a big ol' baobob tree in the courtyard for several minutes. It was hilarious!<br /><br />Hubby and I were having fun, and maybe he looks a bit tired here, we were waiting for the train to start. Babybug has this look of awe and wonder that I adore.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbo7JqB6BP6w6D0KB27Z9kNAETKaf538qmldvPAIip6PCIXV8VZECplflG2VptK6mpJrbYpCtShik01XYtr8DF9q-CusraOyGoEfPvtQvsTnUmNJMLttJkNfi7VFzHUBRbzJNtwfEXRAc/s1600/100_0323.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbo7JqB6BP6w6D0KB27Z9kNAETKaf538qmldvPAIip6PCIXV8VZECplflG2VptK6mpJrbYpCtShik01XYtr8DF9q-CusraOyGoEfPvtQvsTnUmNJMLttJkNfi7VFzHUBRbzJNtwfEXRAc/s320/100_0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514947653952511122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFOY4-FDBBEscBj3yGn3W-KHww33ZBh1U_4gN8ugn7vZ-RiV0blZkEMvjaBpPk_iZ0s_ntWFjQXFIC-qJe6zge3W7CYYQwKwn52D2SFq2LUB2wadzW15sI2R-E_qFxsClUR9GGebvwSjY/s1600/100_0312.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFOY4-FDBBEscBj3yGn3W-KHww33ZBh1U_4gN8ugn7vZ-RiV0blZkEMvjaBpPk_iZ0s_ntWFjQXFIC-qJe6zge3W7CYYQwKwn52D2SFq2LUB2wadzW15sI2R-E_qFxsClUR9GGebvwSjY/s320/100_0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514942426813349362" border="0" /></a><br />Caveboy rides again, with his side kick, Cavegirl. Really, they are in a log in the Pacific Northwest exhibit. But pretending is fun!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQe4V7cuOy1vF21ul1Cs_wiULbuusN4ceDoXCr9YrS9FXtEsfZjrBFdojlhocQV_JJ77kvGxgdzHk5CWB6LDtcK-TF-Qv4h0UdGewZfkW86rNPfs5C_PEL3Z7KJe-bibkbkrntfhjkaNg/s1600/100_0287.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQe4V7cuOy1vF21ul1Cs_wiULbuusN4ceDoXCr9YrS9FXtEsfZjrBFdojlhocQV_JJ77kvGxgdzHk5CWB6LDtcK-TF-Qv4h0UdGewZfkW86rNPfs5C_PEL3Z7KJe-bibkbkrntfhjkaNg/s320/100_0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514942407911219714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5RH7juXg1NKoc8zDwpkdx3t5zA3wH3lyZOzQ8XiSKnjYCIJZeTv5VNxUwXc1k7pKxXVys7rLZod7tSWzYiUoAf4FWxGvT3jtexV6hzijo4oBC41NMORDhj0KzzNu350GFW2mchxektHc/s1600/100_0290.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5RH7juXg1NKoc8zDwpkdx3t5zA3wH3lyZOzQ8XiSKnjYCIJZeTv5VNxUwXc1k7pKxXVys7rLZod7tSWzYiUoAf4FWxGvT3jtexV6hzijo4oBC41NMORDhj0KzzNu350GFW2mchxektHc/s320/100_0290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514942417313573986" border="0" /></a><br />This was the beginning of Caveboy in 2009. He crawled into some rocks on the <a href="http://vulcan.wr.usgs.gov/Volcanoes/Newberry/description_newberry.html">lava flow</a> and we discussed how it must have been for prehistoric man to live in a cave. So ever since he's been Caveboy! Cavegirl didn't get to go on that adventure, she was busy doing other things, like fishing. Ever since, I never pass up opportunities to call him Caveboy. Hee hee.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuj-TKbmw5Mwa0JKZqoy_yN0c-eqQZTmpKz2QJjqc-zryjv-aumhuMrv7ds9SJji3SVj19-lGmCFKNDaFrVP4d-SZvWEBOfpbRynxlGpsMc1AiCVmcHSEsijYk6caixY1CHuzV9arDgzw/s1600/caveboy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuj-TKbmw5Mwa0JKZqoy_yN0c-eqQZTmpKz2QJjqc-zryjv-aumhuMrv7ds9SJji3SVj19-lGmCFKNDaFrVP4d-SZvWEBOfpbRynxlGpsMc1AiCVmcHSEsijYk6caixY1CHuzV9arDgzw/s320/caveboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514948833922829250" border="0" /></a>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-75683554123923342322010-09-05T09:38:00.000-07:002010-09-09T09:41:25.335-07:00Calendar of the Soul September 5th<div style="text-align: center;">Calendar of the Soul<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> [September 05, 2010 - September 11, 2010]<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Twenty-third Week<br /></div><br />There dims in damp autumnal air<br />The senses' luring magic;<br />The light's revealing radiance<br />Is dulled by hazy veils of mist.<br />In distances around me I can see<br />The autumn's winter sleep;<br />The summer's life has yielded<br />Itself into my keeping.<br /> ___________________________________<br /><br /> English translation by Ruth and Hans Pusch<br /> ___________________________________<br /><br />Es dämpfet herbstlich sich<br />Der Sinne Reizesstreben;<br />In Lichtesoffenbarung mischen<br />Der Nebel dumpfe Schleier sich.<br />Ich selber schau in Raumesweiten<br />Des Herbstes Winterschlaf<br />Der Sommer hat an mich<br />Sich selber hingegeben.<br /> ____________________________________________________________<br /><br /> Created for: The Rudolf Steiner Archive by:<br /> The e.Lib, Inc. (c) 1990-2010Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-40699426891138471792010-09-03T13:27:00.000-07:002010-09-03T13:34:41.169-07:00This Moment {Mr Froggy}<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglQ88bkVKfIlYCzqAfunn3Zmko_qGmjYN1MvUnEdHJ1A0KoFLYYRitd4lBxNebjIq0Mm9xp96Cua6orl2r9D_THNoP5N7gm0MRba9kT4C-IykRHqx3MbWTVzeTXmSdMToiI0ufQ0TBBdo/s1600/100_0129.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglQ88bkVKfIlYCzqAfunn3Zmko_qGmjYN1MvUnEdHJ1A0KoFLYYRitd4lBxNebjIq0Mm9xp96Cua6orl2r9D_THNoP5N7gm0MRba9kT4C-IykRHqx3MbWTVzeTXmSdMToiI0ufQ0TBBdo/s320/100_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512787133298208626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />{this moment} - A Friday ritual began by Amanda at <a target="_blank" href="http://www.soulemama.com/">Soule Mama</a>. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment you want to pause, savor and remember.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-20287661987135460592010-09-02T16:07:00.001-07:002010-09-02T16:07:44.098-07:00SeptemberDear apple, on your branch,<br />please fall into my hat.<br />For if I take you off the tree,<br />They'll not be pleased with that!<br /><br />Apples red and apples green,<br />please fall down upon the ground.<br />For if I pick you off the tree,<br />I cannot say how you've been found.<br /><br />Apples here and apples there,<br />please fall into my hand.<br />My little sisters stand and stare<br />and wait for you to land.<br /><br />Hips and haws and thistles tall<br />stand all around the tree.<br />All will soon be picked and stored.<br />Is there not just one for me?<br /><br />Apples, apples, everywhere,<br />please let me have just one,<br />and just two more, please tree,<br />then September will be done.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-32582645754054389922010-08-31T10:55:00.000-07:002010-08-31T11:24:25.101-07:00Our Ekone Trip<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxyue51BmHSquWWDtyoQFIqZedAWyYUqPvNyMB-UHSIhA9hilFGR6x42vPlh5HeZL4Ll3a9u9UBD4oftAP2H6JLzTiifOK7KorrRnsrOJP73-ZTED9Vst7Oz_Lm8iW47Tg_H14sTrzTQo/s1600/100_0228.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxyue51BmHSquWWDtyoQFIqZedAWyYUqPvNyMB-UHSIhA9hilFGR6x42vPlh5HeZL4Ll3a9u9UBD4oftAP2H6JLzTiifOK7KorrRnsrOJP73-ZTED9Vst7Oz_Lm8iW47Tg_H14sTrzTQo/s320/100_0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511639981063189746" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We spent a wonderful weekend with some dear friends on <a href="http://ekone.org/">Ekone Ranch.</a> A wonderful time was had by all! Ladybug had a horseback lesson on Grasshopper, 25, who has trained many kids to ride, apparently including the instructor herself. The instructor was one of the most perceptive teachers I've ever met, she knew how to match the children with the horses, emphasizing that each horse had a different lesson to teach.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT9n7RqtrCmbpb5NfQiNuOLseSe11loqfv98dpKTOPxMYgd3jtEgXgbpLzlKB8rdLwRn_45zWlPLYPgoCcd8TWGttzx3ua3pL9ybQ62mfceXPtpsS6icoTA2isGnD5klLMJXhtDAI5-_4/s1600/100_0201.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT9n7RqtrCmbpb5NfQiNuOLseSe11loqfv98dpKTOPxMYgd3jtEgXgbpLzlKB8rdLwRn_45zWlPLYPgoCcd8TWGttzx3ua3pL9ybQ62mfceXPtpsS6icoTA2isGnD5klLMJXhtDAI5-_4/s320/100_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511636121379436498" border="0" /></a><br />Ladybug is hoping to go to summer camp there next year. However if that is to happen, much saving needs to be had by all. It will be a lot of work for her, but very worth it.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDlInwaS0cyCyeeEYAj_E6ZtnS7nhzhtehe6mlBLTKRU5aS5mF5ED-bEhc2NpMeDxMJaUwLakCVaZTkSqMtOwAf_2y7xeCOfpxxbf33ya2CgFXD-up32agxYKHnGGaK_QZVmnoACb7lm8/s1600/100_0186.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDlInwaS0cyCyeeEYAj_E6ZtnS7nhzhtehe6mlBLTKRU5aS5mF5ED-bEhc2NpMeDxMJaUwLakCVaZTkSqMtOwAf_2y7xeCOfpxxbf33ya2CgFXD-up32agxYKHnGGaK_QZVmnoACb7lm8/s320/100_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511636113472147906" border="0" /></a><br />Babybug had a great time throwing rocks, climbing hills, eating dirt (and ACORNS, oh my!), and getting carried by mama. Just he and I climbed a mountain. It was amazing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuHpGGUmsoPWFc3ioJ_SUZhEGqZCty2gwKqZWIAufFckA165_ctrUgQscmwqfzV85AyT2FLLZ187FnMK9a8HhD4sVSwqm_7tyViJRN7oBDoSL2DFcueF83V8waqCcJgcCjNbFQNvpPXq4/s1600/100_0140.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuHpGGUmsoPWFc3ioJ_SUZhEGqZCty2gwKqZWIAufFckA165_ctrUgQscmwqfzV85AyT2FLLZ187FnMK9a8HhD4sVSwqm_7tyViJRN7oBDoSL2DFcueF83V8waqCcJgcCjNbFQNvpPXq4/s320/100_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511636100931938786" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFAwOLXq79OC7VtT7a8P_XaZeNW8Crh-It2yxR0HDs6_xICAoAvLSyTkKR0h6fEBqpVX1exWQJE6TFFzsFMM2hT_SXtv5vA5EuIOtRZeh94TM0izdPsvGzFu3JkgMGPojJ7wRTfVFCkjk/s1600/100_0246.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFAwOLXq79OC7VtT7a8P_XaZeNW8Crh-It2yxR0HDs6_xICAoAvLSyTkKR0h6fEBqpVX1exWQJE6TFFzsFMM2hT_SXtv5vA5EuIOtRZeh94TM0izdPsvGzFu3JkgMGPojJ7wRTfVFCkjk/s320/100_0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511640004688820514" border="0" /></a><br />We were treated to some amazing sunsets thanks to the forest fires in nearby <a href="http://www.oregonlive.com/pacific-northwest-news/index.ssf/2010/08/fire_continues_to_threaten_homes_near_lyle_in_columbia_gorge.html">Lyle</a>.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3QxvGyh8dmKLJ6bAw_d26ipYGuWvQg001lMA3SCt0ESmbdCG_51_5G2tCfnVYnKWg_t6oN2mR-fMGEHRcnwIzjq9oubJei3hxBUh97zjdaFuOSzVcAh_zC4TeZrHdhwYuO35507OeNY/s1600/100_0174.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3QxvGyh8dmKLJ6bAw_d26ipYGuWvQg001lMA3SCt0ESmbdCG_51_5G2tCfnVYnKWg_t6oN2mR-fMGEHRcnwIzjq9oubJei3hxBUh97zjdaFuOSzVcAh_zC4TeZrHdhwYuO35507OeNY/s320/100_0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511636089715332594" border="0" /></a><br />My bestest friend's daughter has quite a fire for the outdoors. She was constantly catching bugs and frogs and investigating their magnificence. She also rode an amazing horse. I swear they are both smiling.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWR2XQABLEzrvKn1QAMJQ1otk4JBtWomvHKbgt3k7mnAoOKkirqKYyarbREZtanQk-UgcPy8XH7P2T52P_u8AytPSpO1ITAUGYP9u215sEnmhf76_LaLsMEKRG7XmslFo-46vrioDkkGA/s1600/100_0151.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWR2XQABLEzrvKn1QAMJQ1otk4JBtWomvHKbgt3k7mnAoOKkirqKYyarbREZtanQk-UgcPy8XH7P2T52P_u8AytPSpO1ITAUGYP9u215sEnmhf76_LaLsMEKRG7XmslFo-46vrioDkkGA/s320/100_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511636079946381282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YoIRkYY-EW_8zD27LeztL1HwoxIdvXmPW-x8CwijS6C73nRhtNMJe3Rjeaf62VrC1nZZEKa5goJahfg5k4z4kZN9tY4dWVkvt9HRoulz_nCLrvEq_XACo_9wnsMkxXt6cRdBoOsgZ7c/s1600/100_0213.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YoIRkYY-EW_8zD27LeztL1HwoxIdvXmPW-x8CwijS6C73nRhtNMJe3Rjeaf62VrC1nZZEKa5goJahfg5k4z4kZN9tY4dWVkvt9HRoulz_nCLrvEq_XACo_9wnsMkxXt6cRdBoOsgZ7c/s320/100_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511639971846282418" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkrNWkCfzsS7KI49Vudg2fobzv5Cgvx0MmZUD952IKjH6M8aqLrIa7RRe8i9RLqozHPiCMfo8zcD8jq1F08AKz2tid8wxQ0I4kNeAy7HJ42hzD48KORST7ybKhAk0ie2TOluJRH3x1Co/s1600/100_0226.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkrNWkCfzsS7KI49Vudg2fobzv5Cgvx0MmZUD952IKjH6M8aqLrIa7RRe8i9RLqozHPiCMfo8zcD8jq1F08AKz2tid8wxQ0I4kNeAy7HJ42hzD48KORST7ybKhAk0ie2TOluJRH3x1Co/s320/100_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511639992598356274" border="0" /></a>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-15148028397505529242010-08-31T10:48:00.000-07:002010-08-31T10:53:00.643-07:00WeeFolkArt Giveaway!Head on over to <a href="http://weefolkart.com/content/new-look-little-giveaway-0">WeeFolkArt</a> to be entered into a rainbow bean bag set giveaway! They have some really amazing ideas for crafts and fun stuff! Makes you want to own a scroll saw...Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-73793256371109086202010-08-30T20:45:00.000-07:002010-08-30T20:49:36.957-07:00Calendar of the Soul-Calendar of the Soul<br /><br /> [August 29, 2010 - September 04, 2010]<br /><br /> Twenty-second Week <br /><br /> The light from world-wide spaces<br /> Works on within with living power;<br /> Transformed to light of soul<br /> It shines into the spirit depths<br /> To bring to birth the fruits<br /> Whereby out of the self of worlds<br /> The human self in course of time shall ripen.<br /> ___________________________________<br /><br /> English translation by Ruth and Hans Pusch<br /> ___________________________________<br /><br /> Das Licht aus Weltenweiten,<br /> Im Innern lebt es kräftig fort:<br /> Es wird zum Seelenlichte<br /> Und leuchtet in die Geistestiefen,<br /> Um Früchte zu entbinden,<br /> Die Menschenselbst aus Weltenselbst<br /> Im Zeitenlaufe reifen lassen.<br /> ____________________________________________________________<br /><br /> Created for: The <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1283227219_0">Rudolf Steiner Archive</span> by:<br /> The e.Lib, Inc. (c) 1990-2010<br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br />A lot of fruits of the spirit born this week. We had an amazing weekend camping, with some enlightening experiences. Pictures later.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-81528715546875197512010-08-27T01:34:00.000-07:002010-08-27T01:38:56.496-07:00Busy ThursdayIt's getting late. Or possibly early, depending on your perspective.<br /><br />Thursday was Ladybug getting spacers for braces (the first half comes next week, the next set 10 days later). Then she and a friend went to the movies.<br /><br />Taterbug and I cleaned carpets. This must be done again in a short time, I've waited far too long for it to be done, and now it's a disaster. It looks better tho, and his help was invaluable. <br /><br />Saturday we are all going camping, half the family one direction, half the family the other direction, so tomorrow is planning and preparing. I would like to leave by 8am Saturday morning, the other half will leave much later in the day.<br /><br />Friday I was supposed to work, but apparently there are not enough sick people, and so I was called off. Happy for the sick people, sad for my paycheck. Ah, well. Now, I'll get more done.<br /><br />But first, I'd better get to sleep! See you all on Monday.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-52518868890226658752010-08-27T00:31:00.001-07:002010-08-27T01:28:07.787-07:00WIP-A weeks worth of knitting<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHFVIeJ7I3gefFKRZ9RvNUZx-UMcpv_gtlqpRX1gBbpToPzcTpJGyyd9X0JT-f79V-E_2RdLNINEMjPp4p8a8kKKCExik-GsCS28LNX7nhGaoKrb1wvF9dzOULgbLrBfKV3jZlUD-gQM4/s1600/Natural+Suburbia1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHFVIeJ7I3gefFKRZ9RvNUZx-UMcpv_gtlqpRX1gBbpToPzcTpJGyyd9X0JT-f79V-E_2RdLNINEMjPp4p8a8kKKCExik-GsCS28LNX7nhGaoKrb1wvF9dzOULgbLrBfKV3jZlUD-gQM4/s320/Natural+Suburbia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510002541439394418" border="0" /></a><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/COYOTE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/COYOTE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-7.png" alt="" />I love knitting! Right now I have several things going (pretty usual!). This afternoon I rearranged the living room, and decided I needed a coaster. This is the end result (blocking), I think I'd like a second one. I have some yarn that is the same color as the teal in the heather which will become a second little coaster for the table next to my chair.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_GmozBqd4lG2pdenXtKwFJ-6UBDRHCqZbXjSKazly5nJcdFs7kyO44EoLb9U2TNw8d6oNYtWiIVmqbE7gn_5vi-SmM_0rBsEPtN29pTGmQoLNgRl1h0x5eH8h-HYgf9r1HwzBxUJkBY/s1600/100_0138.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_GmozBqd4lG2pdenXtKwFJ-6UBDRHCqZbXjSKazly5nJcdFs7kyO44EoLb9U2TNw8d6oNYtWiIVmqbE7gn_5vi-SmM_0rBsEPtN29pTGmQoLNgRl1h0x5eH8h-HYgf9r1HwzBxUJkBY/s320/100_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509990579113575362" border="0" /></a><br />Here is a Tickle Hat for Tony. It needs a tassel and ear flaps. I'd like to be done soon because I have several more hats to go before Christmas!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkEpmERr2882dPALy_hNP59VHXHVmkfHlD0SF2Z8CiEE_1qNYn-3Yi_fkpStQjPIk2dNVaK9UViUEhpRDtV95MBN9f-TJ4jJsUAmxMhACuHtKDvamQSEDAaTyBjSixZc3kx-bYc7J9Gk/s1600/100_0136.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkEpmERr2882dPALy_hNP59VHXHVmkfHlD0SF2Z8CiEE_1qNYn-3Yi_fkpStQjPIk2dNVaK9UViUEhpRDtV95MBN9f-TJ4jJsUAmxMhACuHtKDvamQSEDAaTyBjSixZc3kx-bYc7J9Gk/s320/100_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509990572288185442" border="0" /></a>These are some little finger mitts for Ladybug. I'll have a similar pair, only the main color will be turqoise, and Nana just might get some in green...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijv1habznUF0cTYB98f01hGqA6g5ovZa-NYU_uZ3EH61lKrimAoyjz3_i8kWRUF6YnGvbZaJ3DFgu_4HvKGkhvjnSpAVzXQ5-aaQvLu5ti-jCZwWqHiEPugXFunmcTGzyDYBUMQZGMVic/s1600/100_0133.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijv1habznUF0cTYB98f01hGqA6g5ovZa-NYU_uZ3EH61lKrimAoyjz3_i8kWRUF6YnGvbZaJ3DFgu_4HvKGkhvjnSpAVzXQ5-aaQvLu5ti-jCZwWqHiEPugXFunmcTGzyDYBUMQZGMVic/s320/100_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509990565354659778" border="0" /></a><br />Very soon I need a list of things to knit or sew for Christmas. I'd really like as many things as possible to be handmade. A friend has promised me a scroll saw so that I can begin making some wood things, that is one skill I'm really looking forward to working on!Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-7282471852149996382010-08-22T08:41:00.000-07:002010-08-22T08:45:08.397-07:00I can do this......self development thing. Right now I'm working on not letting a certain person at work intimidate me. How is it that one person can cause me so much anxiety. My mom would say that I'm in control of my own emotions, and I CHOOSE how to feel. Now I need to figure out how to choose differently.<br /><br />I do feel myself getting stronger, building new skills, getting more self-confidence. I can do this, and with respect to even those who intimidate me.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-31041063602762929142010-08-22T08:38:00.000-07:002010-08-22T08:40:49.839-07:00Calendar of the Soul<div style="text-align: center;"> Calendar of the Soul<br /></div><br /> [<span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1282485126_0">August 22, 2010 - August 28, 2010</span>]<br /><br /> Twenty-first Week<br /><br /> I feel strange power, bearing fruit<br /> And gaining strength to give myself to me.<br /> I sense the seed maturing<br /> And expectation, light-filled, weaving<br /> Within me on my selfhood's power.<br /> ___________________________________<br /><br /> English translation by Ruth and Hans Pusch<br /> ___________________________________<br /><br /> Ich fühle fruchtend fremde Macht<br /> Sich stärkend mir mich selbst verleihn,<br /> Den Keim empfind ich reifend<br /> Und Ahnung lichtvoll weben<br /> Im Innern an der Selbstheit Macht.<br /> ________________________<br /><br />Last week:<br /><br />I feel at last my life's reality<br /> Which, severed from the world's existence,<br /> Would in itself obliterate itself,<br /> And building only on its own foundation,<br /> Would in itself bring death upon itself.<br /><br />And the week before:<br /><br />In secret to encompass now<br /> With memory what I've newly got<br /> Shall be my striving's further aim:<br /> Thus, ever strengthening, selfhood's forces<br /> Shall be awakened from within<br /> And growing, give me to myself.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-57552213323413466522010-08-22T08:33:00.000-07:002010-08-22T08:38:09.322-07:00August by Elsa BeskowAUGUST<br /><br />August-the time of ripeness,<br />the corn glowing<br />the berries all ripening.<br /><br />The magic stands guard,<br />watching,<br />the bilberries,<br />the raspberries,<br />blackberries,<br />cranberries,<br />and gooseberries,<br />the red and black currants,<br />the whortleberries,<br />cloudberries and more.<br /><br />They dance in a ring,<br />the Berry Queen smiling,<br />clad in her August array.<br /><br />And the magpie-<br />he just watches.<br /><br />For he's not interested in August.<br /><br />He's hungry.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-844705541655347582010-08-22T08:17:00.000-07:002010-08-22T08:33:23.726-07:00Simple JoysWe spent a few days with my uncle this last week, and had a wonderful time. His home is in the mountains, all built by his own two hands, and so peaceful. He walks his kitties every day, I would love a life like that!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUg4XBtFgIn2kRBTlMDdvv2qhlaPeQlGkzMO5O0SOn2q1MgBOop7bndaKvGmVHoULWDT0OQz6lkueS6Hquhj876v4K38UlgLB69TQYc1wUykaTIUITG_og11dkyJME7vZDt-oJ5uT5SI/s1600/100_0007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUg4XBtFgIn2kRBTlMDdvv2qhlaPeQlGkzMO5O0SOn2q1MgBOop7bndaKvGmVHoULWDT0OQz6lkueS6Hquhj876v4K38UlgLB69TQYc1wUykaTIUITG_og11dkyJME7vZDt-oJ5uT5SI/s320/100_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508254381803352610" border="0" /></a><br />The view from a neighbors cabin:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdaf_m_SbyBsEZkogsFRLWdPb2_9uXe-qlWjbjuIKjGVxFkh9FtD4_U6UA89FxgMl5XnQhA9k7En6cgfVmgrFjZyPH4RBCqf3nQ_LtHwva2tqx9HX9NJ22Zs-rapP-m5jtAC9VusJJjxM/s1600/100_0012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdaf_m_SbyBsEZkogsFRLWdPb2_9uXe-qlWjbjuIKjGVxFkh9FtD4_U6UA89FxgMl5XnQhA9k7En6cgfVmgrFjZyPH4RBCqf3nQ_LtHwva2tqx9HX9NJ22Zs-rapP-m5jtAC9VusJJjxM/s320/100_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508255043466023826" border="0" /></a><br />Charlie didn't want to keep his shoes on.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivNMyBM7OKtPaWkHjxgBAHV3KzDnRmLHdDV4WqaB45XAkB0ELOU9AtnWi0Mr_xg_17b57uQ3gcUD_ftmp3Q2a7MtnkzAPcdTUsvsoYynNl_4s8PWHIHbMnVZO9yX8H91n3Nc2fPz8Z4Uc/s1600/100_0016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivNMyBM7OKtPaWkHjxgBAHV3KzDnRmLHdDV4WqaB45XAkB0ELOU9AtnWi0Mr_xg_17b57uQ3gcUD_ftmp3Q2a7MtnkzAPcdTUsvsoYynNl_4s8PWHIHbMnVZO9yX8H91n3Nc2fPz8Z4Uc/s320/100_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508255772926753682" border="0" /></a><br />And then on the drive home we stopped and played in the Deschutes river.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxYC2H_2MdKJfR-b32UOoj44cvL6cb5g0IneC_x7XRM4nqR_tr7oL0V2f6KQeqe-vLmSYqwVqXcwLLmSILTbwJ079rmOudpXpwG2_W7bL22pD8fg4LKmPhTGwDuzFTpYLIuiz3aYlkE4U/s1600/100_0092+-+Copy.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxYC2H_2MdKJfR-b32UOoj44cvL6cb5g0IneC_x7XRM4nqR_tr7oL0V2f6KQeqe-vLmSYqwVqXcwLLmSILTbwJ079rmOudpXpwG2_W7bL22pD8fg4LKmPhTGwDuzFTpYLIuiz3aYlkE4U/s320/100_0092+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508256588440025634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIpYWICpkQ_x9lZr1UDzFW81xJcb21SsLynTP_5eeyoxtjLkZupY7ipl5uHzTr63LHkdWIIATQnlD7sO_ZLpl21_ovbWA7SUCahdvKyNnido10y_4HUB_t6rgzWgXJRKEow4Ra_UFRAj8/s1600/100_0116.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIpYWICpkQ_x9lZr1UDzFW81xJcb21SsLynTP_5eeyoxtjLkZupY7ipl5uHzTr63LHkdWIIATQnlD7sO_ZLpl21_ovbWA7SUCahdvKyNnido10y_4HUB_t6rgzWgXJRKEow4Ra_UFRAj8/s320/100_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508257640545551138" border="0" /></a>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-68190995376049207902010-01-12T22:29:00.000-08:002010-01-12T23:06:07.468-08:00Charlie's StoryThe following was written by me, to tell Charlie's story, not only to see the path he has been down, but to help heal myself. It is written in third person, as I was trying to avoid judging myself.<br /><br />Charlie is the 3rd child of a couple who has been married for 12 years. He was conceived prior to their 10th wedding anniversary, and was a surprise. Mom was in school, and both parents had planned no more children. Initially, his entry was met with surprise and fear, but as the parents had time to adjust, his development was met with increasing excitement and planning. <br /><br />The pregnancy was difficult for mom. Early pregnancy had trepidation about a genetic problem, which was not brought to fruition. Mid-pregnancy brought sacro-ileac pain, and later pregnancy brought contractions and an irritable uterus. Late in the pregnancy, mom developed symptoms of candida, but did not know what it was. Mom was not allowed to return to school while still pregnant, and Charlie arrived 5 weeks early.<br /><br />Initially, he had difficulty breathing, and was lacking a suck-swallow-breath reflex. Breathing alone was enough work. Early labor was slow, later labor was faster. He had a small dip in heart rate during delivery. He was 7 pounds even and dropped slightly more than a pound during his first couple of weeks of life. The first 2 weeks were marked by a bad yeast infection on his skin and mom's breasts that took diflucan and creams to clear up.<br /><br />Breast feeding was nearly impossible, his first nourishment being from a bottle, he did not seem to understand what breasts were for. Mom pumped for him almost immediately, even though he was too sick to eat. Over the next few weeks mom worked diligently with several lactation consultants and at home with kangaroo care trying to get Charlie to nurse. Mom became sad and disappointed, and a medication coupled with her history of breast reduction caused her milk supply to plummet. <br /><br />Over time, Charlie started showing symptoms of allergies to his formula that he was being supplemented with. Dairy didn't work, neither did lactose free, and partially hydrolyzed. Eventually, the demands of pump-feed the baby-wash bottles-kangaroo care-pump, school, the need for sleep, repeated very large and painful plugged ducts, the constant recolonization of yeast, and loss of supply led mom to discontinue pumping and dry her milk supply.<br /><br />As Charlie got older, his parents could not afford enough formula to get through the month. This formula cost was more than $10 per day. They attempted soy formulas, then later soy milk, rice milk, and almond milk. Over time it became quite clear that he was reacting to all of these substances, and only would be comfortable and sleep when just his main formula was given. Solids were introduced around 6.5 months, mom was careful to watch for allergic responses, none were noted.<br /><br />Finally, mom finished school and was allowed some time to work in his health. Currently he is getting a few sips of water kefir daily and probiotics in his formula. He also gets some nourishing infusions diluted by half with apple juice about every other day. He is dairy free(except for butter), soy free, almond free, and only gets a few bites here and there of whole rice, but not rice milk. He seems to also react to the food additive carrageenan. His favorite foods are eggs, applesauce, bananas, sweet potato fries, arrowroot cookies, canned peaches, steamed carrots, canned corn, and dried currants. Mom tries to introduce other proteins but he often spits them out. Currently he is taking 3 types of enzymes once a day.<br /><br />After a recent visit with a feeding specialist, a consult with the nutritionist, and a pediatrician, his formula is being changed to an elemental formula for those children with severe food allergies, malabsorption, and eosinophilic esophangitis. It is planned in the near future that he will see a GI specialist and an allergist. There is a concern that he may have environmental allergies contributing to his problems. There is also a worry that he may have some malabsoption going on, and the desire to make sure he does not have eosinophilic esophangitis.<br /><br />Mom knows that the road to healing is long. This path has taken 15 months, and it may take that long or longer to get back. However, she has some grief, and feels some responsibility for his health, despite the fact that she knows in her head she did the best she could at the time. <br /><br />Physically, Charlie is doing well. He is meeting most of his developmental milestones. He doesn't have any obvious constant words, and exposure to one of his allergies will set him back a day or two. Despite that, he is a sturdy, loving, lovable, cheerful, busy fellow who enjoys nothing more than a climb on the dining room table with his favorite teddy and truck.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-50280970996621898822009-06-29T21:12:00.000-07:002009-06-29T21:36:43.849-07:00Charlie and the hat (and Dada, too)<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Mama finished Charlie's hat to match his pants (oops, forgot to take a picture of the pants. Oh, well it will have to wait until tomorrow).<br /></div><br /><div><br />Charlie had to try it on. Yes, I know the ends aren't woven in yet.</div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPWd1OMbPCyENofSHxxQbkPmX5IHPkz0Md2hqB9t5UVyfYpQMQDFwZ3-EuizFq0fLC9DcRMxOM-tFaNcfslZxnh5Dw1Bjeuc_nmUMMAXs5ZknPyIq9hMixsuqIvZvwPxE0QIlfJbr4oYk/s1600-h/DSCF0968.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352969199653334114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPWd1OMbPCyENofSHxxQbkPmX5IHPkz0Md2hqB9t5UVyfYpQMQDFwZ3-EuizFq0fLC9DcRMxOM-tFaNcfslZxnh5Dw1Bjeuc_nmUMMAXs5ZknPyIq9hMixsuqIvZvwPxE0QIlfJbr4oYk/s320/DSCF0968.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>But, you know, when you are 8 months old there are always more things to do.</div><br /><br /><div>Like trying to crawl AND practicing your vowels.</div><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970061784575106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8vgscUQaXSaTwJh-0LBtfQbMPum2E3JuukjOarrOlHkkrNUFCNSrL7rII1mtuXubCTazSHcaB0Z48igg7MQ2-8eRaVkGc_-XSCpVrhJvndJeGhlCckU8FiZub3dn38e6iXPFhEF36hQM/s320/DSCF0970.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />And playing with balls.<br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970057169190082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXsQjfLxQcv-1ZAnmS020R-WYSoRNpbSWidfueuwuRqS01BHerCJ7puLsBPqq_FkQd3nLimQc74l23DMbXqM8QE5QxQl9jw1YA1Y9lJ2ADriL1V0pPtjGpZEIz3FGPDYgchGTXVAPWxLU/s320/DSCF0973.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><p>And trying to crawl again.<br /><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970052128959554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpI0Gor7ljY1IBKAzJD3fd3wxahshO5BPDPd-FSdtbGWERj6Dul1-4IJJHFv_oJ__gptFTvnV3bSCW0UTYZBzBBrfuFBvZnrOLFb3wdVU2PkJ_mFtlz8HmF6h-La4Tz388RfO5E9U-_j4/s320/DSCF0972.JPG" border="0" /></p><div><br />Then you wonder...how do I get rid of this thing?<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352971746408982370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-jpBczEfxbpBhvoFga2QE85mIx3KHjv99Rz8-PylJbGaTRK2F_wsS9V78xNunpXzUfAzgXJJoR7CrsB5zPypUEZGrHqDKsvnk5A75z88fj5NR5Y0PH8CfnqAbjwyuxf8VZWBtS750cXE/s320/DSCF0975.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352971752207069970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeZMDps7l0Ns32r9zCT9a2lDjv8GKn4DHwKSaOl7JDBavNPVHJk1T19F0YUG1_KVDCh2dCnjnhJB_vFS4X1GU4Imt6LvyRLshsPykd4M7bnpTCGiPWkjcKDO-yZ1xluRzCXShRQ45Xzs/s320/DSCF0976.JPG" border="0" /></p></div><div>And life is good.</div><div><br /> </div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352971757921854162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8wlg3ObUDF0-wM6kBhUq9HTfF2sRgeM1231B6wKxbZB6L85OMYueh5sH9-kHbZpGvpYEBCKwMtw7uvIUJtkIKvtu0rxAJLkH6CM_KgKq9SYNsqbFdvwHC1SYuVWUxD19GqVqq_A6lb9A/s320/DSCF0977.JPG" border="0" /></p></div></div></div>'Til you see Dada wearing your hat. Why is he wearing my hat? (Mama says he's just goofy.)<br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352971768671015634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQIGJodt8Lfx13QRRpIhz-YubJuW5W8o9fHZH49_TOv-StWsgoMefG76S2Yes_DzPTJ4X9nr5OWAQxitGXrm455R4t3eBTIckenTt6CrM0TDnNmR1rZ_OSyp1_SljAS2MKRkCQYctAzno/s320/DSCF0981.JPG" border="0" /></p>And back to the ball again.<br /><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352971765862093634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsX8B-g9rjY7OvdC7pFyg1BAB9e54yvNNTzjjQpjRCQnKVz7iLXcs3sROBNBTgX3iQMx9a2I2ZCGfqx4i3Y7ZR98d0HsluG96eUiNq9qK_pfu-OufpEAFrVUf7uuc29jtRN83GK39V7Y/s320/DSCF0979.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p>So proud of himself.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352973519418277330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRPA6wLe3tLJbJPPtwCIKRczQY8S82-NvcfIkZ275KEkZbHmPNNWL0_mPBXSpZ_BGqt9iOxUYHXccq4KjO0e2QUpZorlkoe4O8gf7BhzfJKI6JA_eQ848PIWIk6mgjYdoB1kXPY1sKxk/s320/DSCF0983.JPG" border="0" /></p>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-83831275225219760142009-06-27T12:13:00.000-07:002009-06-27T12:58:10.528-07:00The Garden<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352096411301212434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYVAaBWO_9rm50eIQTFu43-aYMX-oLVZAjz4gDRc9j049AW4FWji1zirT4OFdwQB2M8cK0cH60RxaoGIt_H9E_l6dh_Yok7oZYy1CKkrG-N3x2QdNQrijPlTFP-Wh_dQFL_ZFEdmkRA8E/s320/garden.jpg" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk74VxEewSCcu-vdnxAJI3GSDDDFzXabY92YJCYIJy8c2-LFtYzEzdZS4ZXnDzLKZ9pDoFibiHQo2VYx0UcDs3XyNNgkSFobLxsTS5gPiO6pmevHptbPNmor8U_wwKuWj-LELJuy4xF3E/s1600-h/tomato3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352096428468647730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk74VxEewSCcu-vdnxAJI3GSDDDFzXabY92YJCYIJy8c2-LFtYzEzdZS4ZXnDzLKZ9pDoFibiHQo2VYx0UcDs3XyNNgkSFobLxsTS5gPiO6pmevHptbPNmor8U_wwKuWj-LELJuy4xF3E/s320/tomato3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtKpgZXma3A-NhoKsg3DrSoajqdBMX6H2OnDhZElIqG_Vik_6aO-RuUY1FtQFjnDYgfdqmZ85mktY4fTWucEuWUAbFKORW0BJJbKG5M8c-bo4y95TwMIs-uRxlcRWZRsFL1codX2V05A/s1600-h/tomato2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352096422926259730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtKpgZXma3A-NhoKsg3DrSoajqdBMX6H2OnDhZElIqG_Vik_6aO-RuUY1FtQFjnDYgfdqmZ85mktY4fTWucEuWUAbFKORW0BJJbKG5M8c-bo4y95TwMIs-uRxlcRWZRsFL1codX2V05A/s320/tomato2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhlYMinBA-O6L322EJYiLC8JxxKAOKt2i2OtXkI5jSIJqvatTclLtUzcForlc06WJN_asCHLSqxSiUT78S14HRGn8f4yqwJj0zSQKi7mrxEXBsiF87MfZc4SvmnLc2ygk1Czb8D2otyE/s1600-h/tomato1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352096414422375890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhlYMinBA-O6L322EJYiLC8JxxKAOKt2i2OtXkI5jSIJqvatTclLtUzcForlc06WJN_asCHLSqxSiUT78S14HRGn8f4yqwJj0zSQKi7mrxEXBsiF87MfZc4SvmnLc2ygk1Czb8D2otyE/s320/tomato1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I don't pretend to be a master gardener. In fact, I'm not even sure you can call me an amatuer. Beginner is more like it. True, I did garden with my family as a child. But picking up rocks, and allowed weeds does not make one a gardener.</div><div></div><br /><div>In past years, I've failed miserably, mostly probably because I forget to water. I'm slightly lazy, and always a very busy person. This year I've read <u>Supersize Me </u> and <u>Animal, Vegetable, Miracle</u> and others, and have realized how little I want to be dependent on the food giants with their GM foods. So we frequent family farms that use heirloom seeds, and buy my own seeds from <a href="http://www.rareseeds.com/">http://www.rareseeds.com/</a>. </div><div> </div><div>This year I think I have so much more invested in my garden than years past. With three children to feed and care for, and concern about what goes in their bodies, I am working harder. But I only have 2 garden spaces. Half of our back yard is overran with Japanese Knot Weed, an invasive and non-native plant brought to the US in the 1970's for "decoration". Between the knot weed, jewel weed, nipplewort, baby oaks, morning glorys, and blackberries, I have my work cut out for me!</div><div> </div><div>Last year, before I found out I was pregnant, and in my early pregnancy, I had pulled up quite a few of the strawberries in the garden pictured above, and tried to plant some seeds. Unfortunately, my same old habits took over, plus the additional "burden" of pregnancy, and I just was not able to physically continue taking care of it. </div><div> </div><div>By this spring, my little garden was again overrun by jewel weed, nipplewort, baby oaks, blackberries, and strawberries (sometimes considered a weed in Oregon, they are pretty invasive). The last few weeks we have worked to clear out that little garden. This is square foot gardening to the max! </div><div> </div><div>In this small space of 5x8 or 5x10 I have planted popcorn, lettuce and chard, 2 kinds of carrots, 2 kinds of beans, a row of broccoli, some cucumbers (I'll train them to go up the fence), and a dozen onion starts.</div><div> </div><div>Of course, this is not enough food to keep us all winter, but I do have a baby to take care of, a house, and soon school again. It will be enough to supplement our budget, and fun for the kids to go pick dinner!</div></div></div></div>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-9794339946193430172009-06-27T09:11:00.001-07:002009-06-29T09:27:09.828-07:00Whats for Dinner? Menu Plan Monday June 29 - July 5th<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQcj-RvtlIwYgkF4WvS_d-IVbUgUm3U3qRVfgU_eO3zaMzg5jBw8A4qcgl4rgwQhuuluy85PjfjtQ5IAwXIRwT4Z-kUbgeXN_FVM5HbPcoKEF4vquDPM3QcUA1oPWOkr_4zzrWhHouKCs/s1600-h/mpm121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352046730459678450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQcj-RvtlIwYgkF4WvS_d-IVbUgUm3U3qRVfgU_eO3zaMzg5jBw8A4qcgl4rgwQhuuluy85PjfjtQ5IAwXIRwT4Z-kUbgeXN_FVM5HbPcoKEF4vquDPM3QcUA1oPWOkr_4zzrWhHouKCs/s200/mpm121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Some part of me is being VERY resistant to menu planning. I have no idea why. :) However, it will save me some grief, so I'm going to try. I'm thinking we need to have beans every week. It'll be healthful and save some money. So Thursday is either Chili if I have TVP or Barley, Black bean, and corn burritos (recipezaar 357938). I might have to make tortillas, though.</div><br /><div></div>The Barley, Black bean, and corn burritos are out, we had them for Sunday dinner. There is enough for leftovers or lunch. But I found Hermana Juans Easy Pinto Bean Soup. That ought to be good. <a href="http://rtheyallyours.blogspot.com/2008/11/hermano-juans-easy-pinto-bean-soup.html">http://rtheyallyours.blogspot.com/2008/11/hermano-juans-easy-pinto-bean-soup.html</a><br /><br />I've been thinking about Food Stamp Challenges. Some are done for finacial reasons, others seem like they might be a personal test. Whatever the reason, it's interesting (and educational!) to see what people come up with. We are on our own personal Food Stamp Challenge, but really on foodstamps. My decision to start menu planning came from the fact that misplanning during the month of June meant we just didn't quite have enough to make it through the month. Our family gets $2.67 per person per day. I also have to buy at least 2 cans of formula a month to supplement our WIC. Not very much money, and easy to mismanage on that tight of a budget. I hope to do better this month!<br /><br />Ta-ra ta-ra! Now, for the menu plan!<br /><br /><div>Monday June 29 - Hermano Juan's Easy Pinto Bean Soup</div><br /><div>Tuesday June 30 - Dinner at mom's</div><br /><div>Wednesday July 1st - Ladybug's birthday, she requested Salmon croquettes. In her honor we are also having Devil's Food cake with cherry frosting.</div><br /><div>Thursday July 2nd - Chili or ???<br /></div><div>Friday July 3rd - spaghetti</div><br /><div>Saturday July 4th - cookout somewhere :) Maybe in honor of MY birthday, I'll bring Simply Sweet Home's Patriotic Cupcakes. <a href="http://simplysweethome.blogspot.com/2009/06/patriotic-cupakes.html">http://simplysweethome.blogspot.com/2009/06/patriotic-cupakes.html</a></div><br /><div>Sunday July 5th - My birthday!</div><br /><div></div><div>See I'm an Organizing Junkie for more meal plans! www.orgjunkie.com</div>Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-85131090565960665952009-06-25T22:08:00.000-07:002009-06-25T22:14:05.496-07:00GrowthI realized today that I've changed. Matured. Learned to appreciate things more. Able to give and receive compliments so much easier. Appreciate the little things easier.<br /><br />What was it that brought these changes? Three years of school? Charlie? Being over 30?<br /><br />I don't know.<br /><br />Tonight I got to ride MIL's horse. What a beautiful experience! Difficult, but beautiful. She's done a good job training the horse. It was hard work, though, the horse thought she'd see what she could get away with, and I had to keep working working working to get her to behave.<br /><br />10 years ago I might have been frustrated that I didn't get it all right. Now, I'm just thrilled to have gotten something right.<br /><br />Thanks for the lessons. I've needed them.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846583413159112367.post-62867198005659964472009-06-24T20:37:00.000-07:002009-06-24T20:42:52.834-07:00A new project......as if I don't have enough. <br /><br />Let me just say I LOVE knitting for Charlie. So far I haven't knitted for anyone else, but I bet I'll like it, too.<br /><br />I have a sweater that is ready to start for him, but this one <a href="http://thriftyknitter.com/?p=223">http://thriftyknitter.com/?p=223</a> It's such a beautiful baby vest, but I think I'll have to adjust it (as in try to size up) because Charlie is just so big. And I don't have any beautiful tweed for him. It'll be on my wish list.Whirlwind Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13449519409229108338noreply@blogger.com0