Thursday, July 29, 2010
- Follow the blog in the #1 spot
- Grab the Talkative Thursday's button, and make a post on your blog, with the button so new follower's know where to submit comments.
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- Follow as many blog's as you want!!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Mandy Budan at budanArt is an abstract artist that creates the most beautiful pictures! Broken Teepee is sponsoring a giveaway of one of Mandy's prints! You can go check out some of budanArt work on her Etsy site! This is my favorite one!
Isn't it just beautiful!
Friday, July 23, 2010
1. Thong or Granny Panties?
2. If you see a guy with his fly down, do you tell him?
Only if I know him other wise no.
3. Spanx or no Spanx?
4. Do you sleep in your sheets?
5. What is your favorite Disney character?
6. Dream vacation spot?
7. What is your dream job?
Owning my own business
8. Who is your hero and why?
My hubby. He is always there to give me great ideas and he keeps me going.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
The sounds of the wind echoed in my ear and blew my soft white flowing gown, as I stood on the wrap around porch. The house was not massive, but also not small had it had a simple country feel to it. I was standing atop of the steps when he comes up them. He sweeps me up into his arms. He has almost jet black hair that is wavy and flowing in the wind. He is tall and handsome with beautifully sculpted muscles. His eyes are also dark. He takes me to the right side of the house where there are beautiful French doors and nudges them open with his foot. Carrying me, he walks into the most beautiful room I have ever seen. Almost a Victorian style, but very simple and elegant is the room. Towards the center right is a beautiful poster style bed that is covered in the most beautiful white quilt. He walks me over and gently places me on the bed. He kisses me..... This is where the dream always ends.....
I had that dream many times as a child, and always everything was the same. I fell in love with that man in my dreams... Years later I was dating this boy that was a few years older than I was and he introduced me to his best friend.... At that moment I realized that was him from my dreams... We were both dating other people at the time and lost touch for a few years until I moved to the same town that He lived and by chance He was out working on my now X's car. I stopped to see them and the rest was history.... We fell in love with each other and as the days go by that love gets stronger and stronger.
Some other strange things that we later came to find out was: His cell phone # and my moms home # had the same last four digits. His moms now old phone # and my mom old phone number also had the same last four digits. Girls that I had grown up with boarded their horses at his moms house for awhile. We also had many other coincidences between each other.
Pay attention to your dreams - God's angels often speak directly to our hearts when we are asleep. ~Quoted in The Angels' Little Instruction Book by Eileen Elias Freeman, 1994
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Where did the SIMPLE times with family go?Is it me or are we all loosing touch with our families as the year go by? Have we just gotten selfish and put our families aside?
When I speak of family I mean grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins that come together as a family... Not so long ago I remember those times, the simple times when we were all kids... Without a care in the world, but our family always close at hand. Have these simple times died with the past generation?
I remember a time when my entire family would gather for Christmas. Family would come from near and far just to be with the family for Christmas. In fact my uncle and his family lived in Japan for most of my younger life and they always tried their hardest to make it home for Christmas. Whoever was hosting, whether it be my grandmother or her brother or sister, would be preparing food days in advance. The WOMEN would all pitch in to help prepare the meal, all the while the MEN would be watching the football games and all enjoying each others company... The house would fill with laughter of silly jokes and children playing.
When the meal was ready the adults would sit at the BIG table while the children would be sitting at the kiddie table. I can remember how it was an honor to sit at the BIG table as you got older. My Uncle would always say the blessing, he is very well spoken and has a beautiful deep voice that just touches your heart, in fact I asked him to say the blessing at my wedding. Food filled the tables and stuffed every ones bellies. Heartfelt home cooked food that was made from the heart of everyone that was there.
After eating we would all proceed to the living room to open presents under the most beautiful tree... Presents that we thought all year about what to get for them. Unlike some families we would pull a single name out of a hat the previous year and just shop for one person and not everyone, that would have blown every ones budget.
When all the excitement of the presents dwindled down, the men would continue watching the game and the women would prepare the desert. I come from a family that loves pies.... My Great Grandmother baked the most divine pies in the world. She started making them when she was just a teenager working at Conneaut Lake Park in the 1930's. If you would ask her for a recipe she would say "Oh you just put in this and that with a pinch of this and a hint of that." If you asked her how much of something to put in meaning cups or tablespoons, she couldn't tell you because she eye balled everything and never went by a recipe card. I miss her and her wonderful pies that would fill the house with the most wonderful aromas. Of course my favorite was her cherry pie! mmmm
The women would all pitch in to help with the clean up while the children played with new toys and the men would still be watching some kind of sport. After the dishes were done and the left overs were dived up came cards! This was my favorite part of the day! We usually played Hawaiian Rummy(it's similar to Phase 10). Sometimes this one game would last for hours on end. In Hawaiian Rummy on the last Phase per say you have to have a straight run with NO discard. Then as night fell everyone would start to head home, with the hope that next Christmas will be just as good.
So, what happened to those days? I miss those days with a passion! After my Great Grandmother went to a nursing home is when these times ended. Now, its just my grandparents, parents and my husbands parents that gather for Christmas...
My husband and I have also talked about these days gone by and we both miss them... How could we all just let these wonderful SIMPLE times just slip away from us and not have the opportunity to pass it on to the next generation.
Where did those simple times go........
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Each week we will choose a random number every week from the blogs linked and add the random blog to the #5 spot to link to the following week ...
This weeks guest host for the #5 spot is Sanity is Overrated.
1.Follow the 5 hosts, #1 – 5, ( leave us a comment & we will follow you back- only leave a comment if you follow please ).
2.Create a blog post about FMBT (you may copy this post if you wish).
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Friday, July 16, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Get back down to 120 lbs
Exercise at least 4 times a week
Drink More Water
Loose 52 lbs!
Friday, July 9, 2010
- The Simply Fit Jocabell Life
- Living the Simply Fit Life
- Simply Fitting Life
- Simply Fit Living
- The Simple Fit Life
So here is another one that my mom suggested and I think I like this one the best!
- Simply Fitting into Life
Well, I think this is the motivation that I need and have been looking for! Scarlett Black from The Maniacal Matron has been participating in a weight loss campaign at Mamavation! I am now Officially Pledging to become apart of the Mamavation™ Sistahood! It's pretty simple:
- Interact with others in the group on twitter
- Create a Mamavation Monday post
- Link up your Monday post on Bookieboo.com
- Go to Mingle Media TV Network at 7pm PST/10pm EST
- Email firstname.lastname@example.org to let her know you are interested
So, I need some help on a name for my blog!! Any ideas are welcome!!!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
I just came across a post from Just Another Mom of 2. Ashley participates in Pour Your Heart Out at Things I Can't Say and she did a post of The Fear of Playgroups. I was inspired by her post and decided to also write one as well.
~First, as Shell says: Again, just a brief reminder that everyone linking is pouring their hearts out and we should all be respectful in our comments.~
My Fear: What do you call a fear? A fear for water, heights, airplanes, spiders(this is also one of mine), or dogs? I don't have many fears, but when it come to trusting........walls spring up everywhere....The only person I can really count on and trust is myself and my husband(he has never let me down).
My fear goes back I guess to my birth, yet not knowing then as a baby you would call it a fear. I was adopted when I was just a few weeks old by my very loving parents who were unable to have children. I was the center of their world and love them with all my heart. From the start my parents were always open with me about being adopted, but deep down I always felt that I was somewhat unwanted, an outcast, different...... Don't get me wrong I did not feel this way towards my parents it was just something that was inside of me.
As the years went on I began to question who I was as a person and where I came from. When I was 13 *a rebellious teenager* my mom told me that my real mother was only 16 or so when she had me and what her name was. I was somewhat satisfied with that, but there was that emptiness that still resided hidden.
At 16 I was walking around our local mall before I went to work and this woman comes up to me, I have never seen her before and I am somewhat unsure of her. She proceeds to ask me "Were you adopted?" My mouth dropped to my toes, how does this woman know that I was adopted, I don't know her. I manage to push out a "yeah". The woman proceeds to tell me "I was married to your father and you have an older sister." I am totally dumb founded, head circling, in shock. No words come to me, but the woman goes on...She tells me her name and that I have an older sister that looks almost identical to me, that we could pass as twins! She goes on that I look like my father and that I have a younger half brother and sister from my mom. I am just so dumb founded that this woman would tell me all of this. In the matter of 5 minutes I got more information about who and where I came from than I had my entire life. At this point I think the woman realized that I was just in utter shock that she asked for my phone number to talk with my parents.
I proceed to work in total shock and astonishment. The woman calls and talks with my mom and they decide to set up a meeting with my sister. We all( me, my mom, the woman, and my Sister) meet at a local restaurant. The moment I see my sister tears fill my eyes and yes we could pass as twins, all the while we were both going to the same school and lived in the same town. I found out that "our" mother had kept my sister and gave me up....Some how I felt like I was so unwanted in many ways, the one thing I wanted to know was WHY! Being young and not realizing the entire situation, I didn't ask. Although, they would not have know why either...only "our" mother could give me the real answer to why.....
So, now some 10 years later I have yet to ask why....I almost could easily find her, but something inside of me just keeps holding me back...Is it fear of finding the real truth? Is it fear of rejection? My heart has always had this void from not knowing who I am, and yet I am scared to the core to truly know.......
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Join the Double Duty Divas as they get ready to hit the Big Apple for BlogHer 2010 for a Twitter party on Tuesday, July 13th at 9:00 p.m. EST. With prizes exclusively for mom such as Verso's Cellulite Removal Massage System and Moody Mama's Capsule Collection for fashionable moms-to-be, it will be a fun-filled hour of chatting about BlogHer primping and parties and consolation for all those not able to attend. Just use hashtag #DDDivas and follow @DoubleDutyDivas, @coolbabykid, @BridgetteLA, @marybeauty @MoodyMamas and join us on July 13th. Feel free to check out the Double Duty Diva and sponsor sites Verso (Facebook Page) and Moody Mamas (Facebook Page) to get acquainted beforehand.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Emergency medic Marilee Trainor likes her freedom and lives for trouble. But when she stumbles upon a clue to the legendary McCord gold, she 's suddenly in a mysterious killer's sights--and the arms of irresistible playboy Wyatt McCord. This McCord cousin has been everywhere, yet the ranch is the only place he feels at home. Now Marilee's courage and independence make him want to protect her, win her heart, and finally settle down. But trust is the one thing Wyatt and Marilee can't easily give. And their survival and everything they cherish depends on whether they can surrender to each other--to fight for their...
This is the second book in the Montana series by R.C. Ryan. I also reviewed Montana Legacy awhile ago.
"If you love someone let them go, if they come back to you their yours and if they don't they never were .. "
I was given the opportunity to review this product because of my membership at The Product Review Place. I received this book Hachette Book Group and was not compensated in any way.