tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63701460971198232332024-03-13T01:43:53.454-07:00Merry Misadventures of a Matriarchal MadwomanMarilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.comBlogger932125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-13513534152684490862013-10-04T07:41:00.001-07:002013-10-04T07:41:34.012-07:00Walking Hand in Hand With GodI've neglected this little blog o mine for a considerable amount of time. Not necessarily by choice really. But on the 1st of October I was sort of looking through it, and by serendipitous chance, I came across a comment from Reno, about exactly the same time, so I thought maybe it was time to "spill the beans," so to speak!<br />
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A few days after my surgery, in March, I began to cough. I thought I had a virus, which seemed to make sense since my son was getting over a nasty virus. The problem was, I didn't stop coughing. I coughed and coughed and coughed and felt terrible. I had a clear chest x-ray in March prior to surgery, and on a trip to Utah in April to go through my mother's things, my sister dragged me to urgent care which produced another clear chest x-ray.<br />
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In May, I began to be very ill with what was termed "pleurisy." The pain in my left ribcage was horrendous and I spent hours on the couch and in a recliner just trying to get through the days. Another trip to the doctor with meds, but no chest x-ray.<br />
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The middle of June, just after our #14 grandbaby was born, I woke up in the middle of the night with severe heart irregularities. I knew it was serious and ended up in the emergency room with what is termed as "atrial fibrillation," or irregular heartbeat. In the process of working all this up, I had yet another chest x-ray and this one was ominous.<br />
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I had a large tumor in my left lung, which ultimately proved to be a malignancy. It took the doctors over six weeks to determine vaguely what they thought it was. I'm still not sure exactly the exact tumor type, since it has been changed since the original diagnosis.<br />
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So there you have it, I'm battling cancer. Time and space does not permit the telling of the huge tender mercies that I have been blessed with. The prayers, the fastings, the blessings and the personal revelation that has been received by me and my family.<br />
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The bottom line is, I am going to get well. I woke up on October 1st, 2013, one year after my mother's passing from lung cancer, and prepared to head off to the cancer center for my fourth round of chemotherapy. I'm doing SO well! I am SO blessed! The tumor IS shrinking!<br />
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In the meantime, grandbaby #15 has been born and God is teaching me daily. I am full of gratitude for the bounteous blessings that He has so generously bestowed upon me! I hope to update the blog more often, but sometimes energy doesn't permit!<br />
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I'm really doing well, I promise. I appreciate all the prayers and fastings for me! I love God and what He is teaching me at this point in my life. I have goals and dreams and we are even working in our garden in this glorious time of year in the sunny desert! I take one day at a time and I remember the manna that God gave the children of Israel to sustain them on a daily basis. I ask for that each day!<br />
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I will be okay.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-1038489138982539692013-03-22T05:00:00.000-07:002013-03-22T05:00:17.707-07:00My-O-My Five Facts for FridayI've been wanting to resume my five facts, but somehow I think too much and do too little about it! So here goes.....<br />
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My-O-My. Or rather myomectomy. My new medical term for today. It means that the surgery I had Monday that was SUPPOSED to be a polypectomy turned into a myomectomy, which is normal regular language means that what they thought was a polyp that they could snip off turned out to be a fibroid, which took longer and a little more digging to get out, ugh, that last phrase just gave me the shivers. Which is good news because fibroids are almost never cancerous. So that little worry that's been bugging me since November is resolved. Now if I can just FEEL better. For some reason, since it was JUST an outpatient procedure, I thought I would bounce back by the next day. Not. I feel actually like I just had a baby, all that soreness, well, er.....down under.....and cramping.....and weeping. Except I don't have a baby to play with or rather, I can sleep all night and recover. Husband took a nicely unflattering picture of me in my garb which I hope will never see the light of day.<br />
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My darling sweet peas are starting to bloom. I've been digging in the garden (prior to Monday) and getting things going for the spring/summer. I just haven't had time to take pics yet. The weather has been so weird. We had some really cold days for about a week, then last week it went into the 90s, and now it's going back down to the 70s (for only a couple of days-waaaah) My poor plants are thoroughly confused, as is the gardener.<br />
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Doing the preparedness thang..... I've got a new ceramic top cookstove and I didn't want to risk cracking it so we tried pressure canning our beans outside. It worked perfectly! Jessica came over and learned how easy it is to do. Thanks Lacey!! I think I will be cooking out here a lot more this summer.<br />
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Spent a couple of days with Jen helping her make curtain panels for her living room. We did another window on another day. Words cannot express how amazing this fabric is. I am super jealous and I may copy her! It's hard to see the colors but it is amazing how much warmer and cozy her room feels with the curtain panels. See, those designers that you see on HGTV are RIGHT!<br />
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Been working on a couple of other sewing projects but I'm too lazy/tired/unmotivated to take pictures of them yet. (hint-it involves baby quilts!)<br />
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Here's a little Target love for ya'. I found these ginormous gallon sized Mason jars and snapped every one of them up. I went back and got a couple more later. So if you are looking for gallon sized Mason jars in Mesa, AZ, sorry, I'm the one that bought the store out a couple of weeks ago. They are currently residing in my pantry filled with pastas. The pantry is a reorganization project in progress.....(it seems like there is always something in progress)<br />
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I've got a bazillion other little projects in progress but I'm having to take a short break MY-O-MY, and hopefully will be on the mend and feeling normal in a few days.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-62599722673256495862013-03-04T08:33:00.000-07:002013-03-04T13:57:38.892-07:00Running fools.....I have produced some amazing women, if I do say so myself! Unfortunately I don't have this fabulous picture in my computer files, so I had to take a picture of the one hanging in my house....<br />
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This last couple of weeks two of them have set high goals and accomplished them!<br />
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For the last two years we have participated in Ethan's Run, a benefit race for children with heart defects. They didn't hold it this year because the main organizer was expecting a baby and needed to take care of herself! So Amy organized her own mini "Ella's Run," her own personal goal of running<strike> 5K</strike> <span style="color: red;">oops, I stand corrected! 10K!!!! </span>for the first time. She enlisted her buddy, Leigh, to be her moral support. (Leigh just finished completed her first half marathon!) So we dressed up in our Ella Ladybug shirts a couple of Saturdays ago, and cheered on our girl!<br />
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She did it!!!<br />
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Last Saturday Jen completed her first marathon!! We went to cheer her on at mile 17, she was overcome with emotion seeing us cheer her on!!<br />
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We ran ahead to the finish line to cheer her but unfortunately my iphone didn't get the picture I wanted!!!<br />
It was incredible to see the emotion on her face as she approached the finish line. She "hit the wall" at mile 20 and wasn't sure she was going to make it. She arrived 4 hours and 45 minutes after she started. Her first words were, "I'm NEVER doing this again! It was the HARDEST thing I've ever done!" <br />
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Here she is after a brief bit of recovery. And after a few weeks of recovery, I'm sure she will be planning her next marathon!<br />
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I'm super proud of these girls. Jessica was planning on running the half this year, but instead she's growing a baby!!! <br />
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Way to go girlies!<br />
<br />Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-67462298256255452362013-02-27T08:11:00.001-07:002013-02-27T08:11:50.405-07:00It's done! It's done!<img alt="Photo: It's done! It's done! So cute I could die. Gotta make some pillows now!" src="https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/c0.0.403.403/p403x403/11614_10200621852139418_735789480_n.jpg" /><br />
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I have been obsessing over this quilt for the past several weeks. I finally finished binding it yesterday. It's so cute I could die!! I've set a goal to redo our extra room into a playroom for the grandkids and this was part of the decor. I'm going to get some colorful pillows to go with it.<br />
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I've been hibernating because I'm having a few....umm.....health issues. I had to have a hysterosonogram a couple of weeks ago, looking for something growing inside and ever since the exam I have felt really screwed up. So after weeks of pain I finally went back to the doctor and I have a raging infection which I feel was caused by the exam. (Look it up-I really don't want to explain what it is) It's taken me days to feel better and I still don't feel normal. I'm headed to see a specialist tomorrow to see about...err....um.... taking out the little thing growing inside. Nope-it's not a baby. That factory shut down years ago.<br />
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Hibernating at home helps you get things DONE-albeit slowly, but DONE!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-58165649419795275882013-02-15T09:08:00.001-07:002013-02-15T09:08:35.863-07:00One Fact this FridayOkay-so I'm a fabric-holic. I'm obsessed with fabric, always have been. Running my hands over some bolts of soft cottons makes me suuuppper happy. (weird I know) I wasn't able to do any sewing for many years because I was too busy working and raising my family and having a busy church calling but now that I have a little more spare time-(yikes I may be jinxing myself for saying that) I'm renewing my joy and passion for sewing.<br />
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One of the reasons is this little baby......<br />
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My old machine (it really wasn't that old!) was driving me crazy. I had it in the shop about six times in the last six months. I finally gave up on it just before my birthday in November (well, isn't THAT a coincidence!!) It's a Janome 8900 and it has a large harp (the space between the needle and the case on the right side). It is HEAVEN to machine quilt with-the main reason why I bought it. I smile every time I use it. Worth every pretty penny-(hack hack)<br />
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I found this in my Christmas stocking and it is super fun! A tiny little iron to use when I'm piecing, and making...<br />
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Barbie clothes! I decided to make this little one a matching skirt for her Barbie for her birthday this year. It was hysterically funny to make them. I had an audience of daughters while I was sewing and we were Squealing and giggling the whole time at how cute they were. I made a couple other outfits for Miss Barbie too. I envision some more Barbie clothes in the future! Note-Barbie clothes are harder than regular sized clothes!, smaller seams, smaller sizes, etc.<br />
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This is a quilt top I made for my oldest grandson's 10th birthday. He went with me to pick fabrics and well....er........they are a little interesting.......I had to give him some guidance on that one but I used fleece for the backing and it was wonderfully soft and cozy and comfy.<br />
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This is a top I just finished. It's kind of a retro-50ish fabric. I know the lighting is horrific! My mom had cross-stitched some growth charts....<br />
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So I used the colors in them as a guide for the fabrics I picked for the quilt. These are going in the new playroom for the grandkids. Retro themed-I'm really excited. I'm going to have an unveiling party with the grandkids around Easter, I think. (if I have a goal date-it will get DONE!!)<br />
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And I found these little cuties on line, on sale!! It's for grandbaby #14 coming in June. Can you guess what it is?????<br />
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Here's how they told me......<br />
And we've got another little person coming in August. Dang-that means I have more sewing to do!! and FABRIC shopping!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-62253197857311200212013-02-05T15:05:00.000-07:002013-02-05T15:05:50.446-07:00Wow! Three Months?I can't believe it has been three months since I last blogged. Since then my life has had huge changes. I've toyed with the idea of giving up the blog, but I keep thinking about it, and it's a way for me to keep touch with long distance family. So I thought I would do a pictorial review of the last three months.<br />
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We buried my momma on October 6, 2012. This image is burned into my brain and it's when I cried because I saw her beautiful grandsons lovingly carrying her to her final resting place in Logan, Utah, surrounded by her ancestors that she loved so much.<br />
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Afterwards, we went to the historic Bluebird Restaurant to eat lunch. It was so amazing because my grandfather played in a band there and I loved feeling the history that had gone on there. Most of my cousins and ALL of my children and grandchildren were there. We spent a couple of hours eating, grieving and laughing over stories of my mom.<br />
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And then, before I knew it, my baby was married! It was a beautiful day with a wonderful spirit.<br />
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She is wearing my mother's wedding dress that is over 55 years old. My sister and I found it in my mom's closet and I wanted Alyssa to wear it to her wedding luncheon. We had a crisis the night before though, and I had to dash to Joann's to buy a new zipper for it. Whew! It is an amazing dress and quite the fashion now!<br />
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And after four years of serving, I was released as Relief Society president in the Tierra Rica Spanish branch. It was an amazing experience but it was time for a change. I love my sisters with all my heart and I'm now serving as a family history consultant.<br />
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And it seemed like five minutes later.......It was CHRISTMAS!!!!!! (I'm missing one of my peeps here, Amy & Bret with their little guy, not sure where those pics went!)<br />
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This photo epitomizes the excitement and joy at Christmas time. I just loved it!<br />
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And before I knew it, we were celebrating a new year........<br />
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Life has changed dramatically. I'm now a college student in the BYU Idaho Pathway program, starting the (seemingly eternal) process of getting my bachelor's degree. I've spent some time healing and resting from the past few months, even the past few years. More changes are ahead too......we've got some more grandbabies coming along, but of course I can't spill ALL the beans in one post!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-9092830143855750672012-11-07T09:48:00.001-07:002012-11-07T09:48:25.522-07:00So Howya Doin?I'm still here. I'm just so sad. I mean, I live my life and I have happy moments and I'm doing things, but I'm just so sad. I can be just going along, and the sadness just sideswipes me like a hit-and-run accident.<br />
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Like today. I got a piece of exciting news last night (which I'm not allowed to share publicly yet) and I got up this morning thinking about calling my mom to tell her.<br />
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But I can't.<br />
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So I called my dad. It's okay, but it's not quite the same.<br />
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I'm mad that I'm sad too. Because my youngest child is going to be married in three weeks. And there are times that I can't even enjoy the moment and I feel like it's a little unfair to be slammed with this much sorrow when it should be a time of joy.<br />
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Like we had her bridal shower last Saturday.<br />
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I mean, who could be sad looking at that?<br />
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So I feel guilty about being sad and I especially hate telling people that I am sad, which is probably why I haven't blogged in awhile. I also know in my head that I should move on and it's okay, but my heart won't let me, or is it the other way around?<br />
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I often feel crushed by all the responsibilities that I have right now and I haven't yet had time to catch a breath and regroup.<br />
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Oh my gosh!! THREE WEEKS!!!<br />
<br />Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-4252473448681072682012-10-02T06:25:00.000-07:002012-10-02T06:25:19.913-07:00ListeningRight now I'm sitting on the bed in the room in my parent's basement we affectionately call "the cave," although rumor has it that this room used to be the study for Elder Dallin H. Oaks. (previous owner of this house)<br />
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And I'm listening. Listening for the footsteps of my mother overhead. But I can't hear them.<br />
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This is the first morning of my life without my mother. She passed away suddenly yesterday afternoon. Of course we knew it was coming, and in our own self-important way, we were discussing our arrivals to the family home to assist my dad. But she surprised us all by leaving quickly. The nurse thought that it was a blood clot in her healthy lung. She had taken a turn for the worse over the weekend and we knew that angels were near and the veil was thin.<br />
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But I didn't get to talk to her yesterday. I'm sad. I spent the whole day making her a comfort quilt and she left us about the same time I finished it.<br />
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I've not shared much during this time because I've felt like I've had my own little package of grief that I didn't want to open and share with the public.<br />
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For the time being, we will be together as a family and plan how to honor this woman who, in the sense of the world, made little impact, but was our whole world.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-86731945544900492052012-09-16T07:36:00.000-07:002012-09-16T07:36:22.906-07:00Taking a Deep BreathA few months ago I had an overwhelming impression that my mother was going to be ill this year. It was so strong that it stayed with me for awhile and brought me to tears. I've shed many tears since.<br />
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I thought I would post an update because I know that a few people will be wondering how things are going. I've hesitated to share much because my parents are very private people.<br />
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I spent almost a week with my parents. We spent one day in the emergency room, another visit to a doctor, another visit to a clinic for a procedure and I'm so glad I was there to help out.<br />
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My mom has adenocarcinoma of the lung-Stage 4. The prognosis is very grave. Currently hospice is involved in her care and I'm comforted that someone with the skill and tenderness needed to help her at this point in time is available. She can revoke hospice at any time if she feels better.<br />
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Currently we are in limbo. Her health is declining rapidly, yet the oncologist has no treatment options available because they are waiting for test results on the cancer cells.<br />
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I weep for the love that is being shown to her by caring friends and family and medical professionals. I weep because of the love and tenderness I feel from my Heavenly Father and my own caring friends and family. I'm feeling tender and soft and oft times even flu-ish because of the grief process we are going through. It's been difficult to function because I just stare at the wall for long periods of time.<br />
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But I'm grateful for my faith because I know I will see her again, and she will be with her family that she so dearly loves. I'm going to miss her terribly. She is still with us now and is only a phone call away but I hesitate to talk to her for any length of time because she is so weak. I joy in my own sweet family and darling grandkids and the joy that a newly engaged couple exudes!<br />
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I will try to update again but it is difficult. But I'm okay.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-54511339840942914362012-09-04T19:50:00.000-07:002012-09-04T19:50:14.984-07:00Checking InI'm just checking in before I check out. Life can be very interesting. You can have the highest of highs and the lowest of lows almost at the same time. Ten days ago my youngest got engaged to be married--November 29th, and today I found out my dear mother has cancer. I'm probably not going to be blogging for the foreseeable future, so I thought I would make that announcement in case anyone wonders what happened to the Matriarchal Madwoman. I'm flying out on the first flight to Salt Lake tomorrow and in between times there, will be planning a lovely wedding. I'm hoping to check back in but right now I can't even think about it.....Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-30156870657173495232012-08-24T12:05:00.000-07:002012-08-24T12:05:57.738-07:00Five Facts on Friday<div style="text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">It's been raining like crazy! I took this photo of the river outside my back door on Monday night. It has been raining EVERY day since then. If it keeps it up-I may be able to grow tropical plants outside! However, I love it because the AC kicks on less due to the "cooler" temps and the overcast skies and I get FREE water! Thank you Heavenly Father!</span></span></div>
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Speaking of plants.....the garden isn't producing much. With the earlier temps in the 115 range, flowers don't set fruit. My peppers are bravely hanging in there, except they've gotten really slammed with the heavy downpours. <br />
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I've yoinked out most of the plants just to let the soil rest. Another reason I'm happy for the rain is that it is helping leach out the heavy salts we've had......lesson #1 in gardening: test your soil!! The grass is actually a couple of shades greener today!<br />
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This is just for show. I like having something green growing. Armenian cucumbers. <br />
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Rosemary, basil and hibiscus growing in the front. I acidifed the soil with some sulfur and the plants are MUCH happier. <br />
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I found a local nursery that grows plants that like the heat better and I've been SO happy with the results this year. This is the first year I've had zinnias all summer. It makes me happy to drive up and see flowers in the summer. <br />
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Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-30759722353978248372012-08-18T09:31:00.000-07:002012-08-18T09:31:34.849-07:00Not five Facts and Not on FridayWe just arrived from a couple of days in Mexico. Hubby likes to go to the dentist there because it is so cheap. Ex: he had to have a bridge made with four teeth (poor guy) and was quoted $4500 our payment AFTER insurance. We paid $1050. My Amy cringes every time we talk about this, but this dentist has a modern office with all the computerized equipment, and exactly the same equipment and products used here in the States. He was trained in the US. He was very gentle-I actually had my teeth cleaned by him-$35, a looooong overdue appointment for me. (you know how mom is sometimes last....)<br />
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So here's my pictorial tour of the last couple of days for your viewing enjoyment. I speak somewhat tongue-in-cheek.......We are <b>really</b> blessed to live in the United States. So many people wrinkle their noses at me and say that "Mexico is dirty." Well, if we weren't able to put our garbage in nice tidy plastic bags to be picked up at least twice a week, I don't know how clean we would be either. They just don't have the infrastructure, unfortunately, in their country to keep the roads up to par or make the nice straight sidewalks that we have. When they run out of money for a project, well, it just sits there. Nevertheless, the people are lovely, friendly, warm and happy. We had SO much fun talking to people. It was the first time I had been back to Mexico since my Spanish skills have improved and it was delightful.<br />
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View from our room. Please don't be jealous. It was <b>VERY</b> hot and <b>VERY</b> humid. We spent as little time outdoors as possible. This was definitely off-season. It rained a lot the next day. My next trip will be when it is cooler.<br />
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My Mexican refrigerator. I'm spoiled rotten and our room was less than stellar so we bought this to keep our bottled water cold. OXXO stores are kinda like Circle K. (we even found a Circle K there!)<br />
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I took this picture because hubs likes to find parking spots as close to the venue/store as possible. You can't get any closer than this!<br />
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Have you ever seen a speed limit sign with 18 mph? We haven't either and we were laughing hysterically when we saw this.<br />
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Did you know that Puerto Penasco has a Rodeo Drive? We didn't either. Look closely at the sign. The second line reads "Mexican Rodeo Drive" Another giggle.<br />
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Ahh Mexico! The road in the lower photo was actually the best one we drove on.<br />
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This was actually when I freaked out the most. This was taken less than a mile from the border. It had been raining a lot and the bridge was washed out (actually for more than several years). So we had to drive on the "desviacion" which is detour and I was scared to death to cross this. The water had gone down considerably by the time we arrived.<br />
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Hubs new hat. I laugh every time I see it. His souvenir from good ol' Mexico. I'll model the one I got for gardening in a future post.<br />
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So back safe and sound with a few new vocabulary words tucked under my belt.........<br />
And for great grandma's viewing pleasure, another photo taken of the newest member of my family just a few days ago......<br />
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Nope-he doesn't speak Spanish-he just speaks cute. Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-49633136216340693722012-08-15T14:47:00.000-07:002012-08-15T14:47:02.174-07:00WiP Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Remember this quilt top?<br />
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A lot of the "modern quilters" are piecing the backing on the quilt also. This is a great way to use up leftover scraps of fabric and save a little money. I love the idea. With this quilt, I bought a "layer cake" which is precut 10 x 10 fabrics, so I didn't have any leftovers. I bought some extra yardage of a couple of the fabrics in the same line. I did a 12" border with the center all one piece. I saw it on another quilt and really loved it. I'm kind of a fly by the seat of my pants girl so I just measured the quilt top and then figured out how much I needed for the back..I'm working on that in preparation for pin basting and then off we go with a free motion quilt. I think I'm going to do an all-over squiggly stitching.<br />
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Here's my angry birds quilt top all pieced. Just got the backing in preparation for again.....pin basting. I think both of these quilts will be WiP for awhile. I've got a top I made for Christmas so I need to get cracking on pin basting and quilting that one too so we can enjoy it when Christmas comes. Although I am going to be interrupted for awhile with another WiP.....<br />
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Every morning I get up and drink a large glass of water. Water is a vital nutrient for survival. I can't remember exactly, but more than half of our bodies are composed of water, and our brain is 85% water. We can live quite awhile without food, but we will die within two or three days without water.<br />
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Today I'm going to share a recent study session that I had regarding "living water. Bruce R. McConkie defined living water as "the words of eternal life, the message of salvation, the truths about God and His kingdom; it is the doctrine of the gospel." Jesus Christ is the fountain of living water. He IS living water.<br />
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In John 4:10, the Lord meets a woman getting water. He asks her for a drink, thus opening up a conversation between them. This thought came to me as I was reading this-the woman asked him how he would draw the living water because he had nothing to draw it with. Christ has no need of anything to draw this living water because He IS the fountain of living water! He is the source. I love this story because it is the first time the Lord witnesses who He is-and that person was a woman!<br />
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In Jeremiah we learn of of the apostasy of the people. First they have forsaken the fountain of living water, which is Jesus Christ, and they have made cisterns, which are supposed to hold water, but interestingly they are broken! Therefore, they cannot hold water. I take this to mean the idols and gods of this world, which, when we are focused on them, cannot hold the living water.<br />
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There is opposition in all things. I learned in 1 Nephi 11 that Satan has an opposition to living waters. Nephi saw the fountain of filthy water, which led to hell. This is Satan's counterfeit and opposition to the love of God and the fountain of living water.<br />
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There seems to be a pattern of progression as I have read through these scriptures. It's as if we can become our own pools of living water, being able to learn and receive all mysteries. But we have to be willing and humble....come unto Christ because he is the fountain or the source of all living water. There is also an opposition to this living water. Satan has a counterfeit to everything good and virtuous. We must constantly partake of this living water from its source so that eventually we be able to reach the goal of being our own pool of living water, a reservoir, storing up and then sharing when it is needed.<br />
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When I thirst after the words of Christ, and read and study His word, I am filled as if I was drinking a large, cold glass of clear water. Let me not let my spirit thirst and die from the lack of this living water!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-2528283890427342712012-08-10T14:19:00.000-07:002012-08-10T14:19:14.183-07:00Five Facts for FridayGuess I better get this one up before Friday ends!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">It's hot.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> Searingly, excruciatingly hot. I don't know any other way to put it. We have the added humidity which makes it really unbearable outside. We've been breaking all high temps this week. It was 116 the other day, supposed to be 115 today. The other night it was 103 at 10:00 pm with rain sprinkles.........ugggg.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Her birthday was Monday so Grandma took her for a mani/pedi. Can you tell she was excited? And of course sparkle polish was the bomb!!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">These guys came for a swim the night before school started and they wanted to play "Olympics." So Auntie Alyssa got out her old swim caps and they posed for the photo. Hmmm....future Olympians?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Speaking of school, it started here yesterday. It has been so strange not to be involved in the back-to-school frenzy and that first day of school rush. I honestly don't think I miss it much.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I just finished my second full week at the gym. I can't believe how much better I feel. Sure, I'm sore but I have been in pain almost all the time for a loooooongggg time. I don't know if it is arthritis or what, but I finally just got sick and tired of hurting all the time. I know this is a re-run of last week, but the Olympic athletes have really inspired me and the fact that my back pain is almost completely gone has made me have a huge desire to get up and go work out. I just hope this lasts. I like the feeling of working hard and sweating-sheesh-after I complained about how hot it is here---but the mental and physical benefits of just this short amount of time have really amazed me.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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My little stash of apricot jam. I had received a gift of a jar of homemade apricot jam a month or so ago and it disappeared after only about a week! I LOVE apricot jam. Believe it or not, I have never made cooked jam. I've always done the freezer jam and called it good. I messed up on the first batch and it is more like apricot syrup, but it still tastes yummy and will be great on pancakes or crepes. *note to self-making COOKED jam is different than making FREEZER jam...... </div>
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Like the ridiculous OCD person I am, when I came across a darling pattern for hats for my grandkids, I just HAD to make them for our California trip. So I spent the two weeks prior sewing like a maniac so each kid could have one to wear.<br />
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Remind me not to do that again.<br />
But they looked SO cute I think it was totally worth it...............<br />
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Plus, I now have lots of photos for our annual ABC Christmas book... Go <a href="http://marilynmomof7.blogspot.com/2011/11/q-is-for.html" target="_blank">here</a> to see what I'm talking about.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-4967823789856488872012-08-08T15:02:00.001-07:002012-08-08T15:02:31.844-07:00WIP WednesdayLately in my spare time, I've been perusing quilt blogs. Many of them belong to fabric and quilt designers and I've learned a new acronym called WIP, which means Works in Progress. I usually have a dozen or more projects going on at one time but I'm currently working on a quilt for one of my grandsons and I'm super excited about it because I'm pretty much making it up as I go along.<br />
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I'm using an old pattern from another quilt I made and piecing all the pieces with fabric from my stash. I'm bound and determined to create this with as little expense as possible. It has been super fun creating the blocks in the primary "angry bird" colors. I've figured out that if I don't take time to be creative every week, I'm not a happy person and this week I'm VERY happy!<br />
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As the acronym implies, it's definitely a work in progress and I'll share the finished project....well... as soon as it is finished! After all, I've got to have something to do while it is 110+ outside every day!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-9121189675999717512012-08-05T15:28:00.000-07:002012-08-05T15:28:17.778-07:00Is this not the Fast I have Chosen?This is a quote from the book of Isaiah. I love the description of the proper law of the fast in this chapter. Isaiah describes the true law of the fast and the many wonderful blessings we can receive from proper fasting, such as,<br />
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I guess I'm re-studying and writing this post today because fasting is hard for me. I feel weak, head-achy and quite frankly cranky. I loved it when I was pregnant and nursing my babies because I had a terrific excuse not to fast. Not so much these days. But when I read the wonderful blessings that can be received by proper fasting, I feel encouraged and uplifted to do better.</div>
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For those who may read this who are not members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day-Saints (Mormons), on the first Sunday of the month, we fast for two meals, and then donate the amount of money it would have cost us for those meals to the church in order to directly assist those who are poor and needy. Many people donate much more. I have been witness to that assistance and know that 100% of those funds donated goes DIRECTLY to those who are in most need. This is what constitutes a proper fast. We fast to receive spiritual strength as well as assist those who are less fortunate.<br />
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My husband told me a story recently of a friend of his, who while attending law school, was an intern in the White House during the Reagan administration (I guess that dates us!). At one time, some individuals came to him and asked him to explain the principle of fasting, as practiced by members of the Church. As a young man, he explained the procedure we go through each month. Being analytical types, they wondered if the entire United States practiced this principle, with an average of $20 per family, how much money would be raised each month to help those in need. If every family in the United States donated the money to their churches to be used directly for the needy, our entire system of welfare in the United States would be abolished. Based on the numbers of those on the welfare rolls at that time, every needy person could be assisted! <br />
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Can you imagine the good that could be done in the world if we all practiced this principle? Not only the good of the poor and the needy, but the personal health we can receive by fasting. Many medical professionals have encouraged the practice of fasting once a month to assist in good health. Every day there are articles regarding the obesity of the people in the United States. Could this be an answer for us also?<br />
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Finally, the spiritual strength received by fasting and sacrificing cannot be counted. Sacrificing something as basic as food and water for a short time and petitioning the Lord on behalf of another person yields innumerable blessings. It makes us humble and teachable. I am sure there are many who can testify of the wonderful blessings they have received through fasting.<br />
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So as I struggle again to properly fast today, this page will be bookmarked so I can go back and remind myself of all the good that comes from the sacrifice of two meals a month!<br />
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<br />Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-70778966803560836782012-08-03T08:58:00.000-07:002012-08-03T08:58:04.116-07:00Five Facts for Friday<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Numero Uno:</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I LOVE FABRIC!! I've finally had some time to play this week! Here's what's been making a mess in my sewing room.......</span><b> </b></span><br />
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New Quilt for somebody. I used a "layer cake" and got a free pattern off the internet. A great place to get free patterns and ideas is Moda Bake Shop...<br />
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This may or may not be a surprise for someone who just got born.............<br />
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I found this fabric on line-ON SALE-this week in honor of the Olympics. I had to have some as I have a future project in mind for one of my anglophile children.......hmmmmm....who could that be? <br />
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Making some new quilt blocks using a pattern from the book I just bought. I have realized that this is a long term project, kinda like eating an elephant type project.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Numero Dos:</b></span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I went to visit Ella last week because I bought her a new toy. I'm pretty sure she's fully aware that she has a new baby brother.....</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Numero Tres:</span></b> </span><b> </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">No photo for this one. I finally have gotten fed up with my body hurting all the time, so this week I began training with the gentleman who also happens to be my myopractor (kinda like a chiropractor). In the gym with him two days a week and then on my own the rest of the time. Oh my aching quadriceps!!! But having someone guide and instruct you so you don't hurt yourself has been great.</span> So here's hoping I exchange my old-lady arthritic aches and pains with strengthened, toned body aches and pains.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Numero Cuatro:</b></span> <br />
Anyone else out there obsessed with watching the Olympics? As I've been sewing, it's been fun to watch the more obscure sports like archery, skeet shooting, beach volleyball, rowing and trampoline bouncing......<br />
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The only thing that annoys me is that they wait until super late to show the results of the more popular sports like swimming and gymnastics. We wake up bleary-eyed every morning after staying up too late the night before. The dedication and sacrifice of the athletes is AMAZING!<br />
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Aaaand finally......<br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Numero Cinco:</span></b><br />
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Standing at the end of the line at Chik-Fil-A, taking a stand for free speech. They ran out of lettuce just after we got our food.<br />
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And for all you local yokels, Alyssa & I got asked to help make a commercial for a local politician. So watch out in the next few weeks for my face on a tv uttering the scintillating words............<br />
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Unless of course my part ends up on the editing room floor........</div>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-192520063793814112012-07-29T07:48:00.003-07:002012-07-29T07:48:59.521-07:00My latest Obsessions:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Obviously this little guy. It was amazing to me how much he changed in a few days! The photo above was taken just before we left the hospital last week. Can you see the little "lo-jack" on his right leg? The hospitals put them on babies as a security device to prevent baby snatching. What is this world coming to? <br />
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First time in new car seat!<br />
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Grandma rocking his lusciousness! <br />
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Momma giving him his first bath at home. He didn't like it much at first, but then calmed down.<br />
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In honor of the Olympics, she dressed him in this for one of our outings. She received some darling stuff from some friends in Wales. Thanks Theresa! She LOVES it, but I don't think he will be able to wear this much longer due to his enormous size.</div>
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I'm not going to be with her this week, sniff, because I have to catch up on my own life-how boring is that! They live an hour away but I'm thinkin' I may have to make a quick trip just to give him squeezes and kisses!</div>
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Next obsession.......I bought this book and I'm anxious to get started on making some of the quilts. The premise of the book is how to use up all your stash and scraps. I'm thinking it's going to be an awesome way to get nearly free quilt tops!</div>
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Downton Abbey. I think I watched more movies while I was with Amy than I have in the past six months. We had just gotten started on this series, and we were interrupted, so I went home and watched the entire first season on Netflix on Saturday afternoon! Now I'm salivating for season 2 and trying to figure out how I can watch it for free or nearly free. It's agony! Season 3 doesn't start until January 2013.....</div>
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Speaking of movies, Amy & I also watched the BBC Masterpiece Theater version of Jane Eyre. I was able to find the book for free to download to my iPad and now I'm obsessed with reading it! I remember trying to read it when I was much younger but had a difficult time because it was so "dark" to me. Plus the fact that any time my mom wanted me to read something she considered a "classic," I would rebel and refuse to read it. Like how I refused to read "The Secret Garden" for over 35 years and when I finally did, I LOVED it. Sorry momma, you are right.....</div>
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Sheesh-after re-reading this post, I'm thinking I should title this.."my British obsessions.....Thanks to the influence of my sweet anglophile, Amy! </div>
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So now I'm trying to figure out how to cram all these current obsessions into my life and still keep up with "real life." {sigh}</div>
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Ridiculous photo of Daniel taken during our recent (rare) heavy rain. He's trying out his old raincoat that he wore in Alaska. Just checking to see if it still keeps him dry.<br />
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Don't ask me the significance of him wearing the lava lava. You may have seen this one on facebook.<br />
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Photo taken at Home Goods and sent to Jessica for opinions. I frequently send photos to my offspring so I can make sure that I don't make a horrible mistake in a purchase, especially with clothing. The pillow on the left was mine. It currently resides on our sectional. I nixed the one on the right. It was too scratchy to cuddle up with while sleeping on the sectional. (she liked it tho-guess I do have a little taste)</div>
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Another ridiculous photo taken of my son in law in Oceanside. He's demonstrating the Donald Duck beak purchased at Disneyland. It was the only thing my 7 year old grandson wanted.</div>
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We aren't sleeping on the floor anymore!!!</div>
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Photo taken of an impending dust storm. I was driving fast to try to get where I was going before it hit. They are called haboobs. Why, I have no idea. We all love saying the name over and over just for laughs.</div>
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I know this is more than six, but I COULDN'T resist adding an extra one of little guy's first bath at home. He is luscious!!!!</div>
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<br /></div>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-51507461320372778742012-07-23T20:20:00.000-07:002012-07-23T20:20:40.888-07:00Beachie KeenWell hello there......I decided that since I'm going to be spending most of the week munching on those fat cheeks of my little grandson and loving his squishiness, that I would post a few photos of our beach trip just to tide you all over........<br />
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Our umbrella village. U is for umbrella, dontcha know? Notice that TL is on the phone......ALWAYS on the phone, can't leave home without it......<br />
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Yea, I was a ding dong and overexposed most of the pics. I forgot to switch to automatic when I had the zoom lens on.....so most of the boogie boarding pics look like this. I figured they would make great background pictures for my beach book.<br />
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These are some more seriously munchable cheeks. She turned 6 months while we were there and she was SOOO good!<br />
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This year there was a lot of really intense crab hunting. When the kids finally got some hot dogs and wire hangers.....<br />
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SUCCESS! Look at those little faces!<br />
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Some extreme sports on the beach.....<br />
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This was just before a wave knocked this little guy over. He went running out to the ocean in his jammies and I started screaming and chasing after him. Fortunately someone else with swifter feet than me rescued him from the next incoming wave.<br />
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It was COLD! Colder than in years past. After a couple of days in the wind and cold air....<br />
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We decided to stay inside all one day. Our resident hairstylist played hair with the girls, and the boys placed cards......(can you see the big boys sitting behind the little guys?)<br />
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And there was a little romance. We really had it all......<br />
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And you can't forget the s'mores!<br />
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Flying kites....<br />
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Eating fresh tortillas in Old Town.....<br />
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Being silly.....<br />
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And getting really, really dirty......Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-21729095046315570892012-07-19T07:22:00.003-07:002012-07-19T19:07:40.322-07:00Finishing up a lil project<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There's a lil project that is going to be completed today! It's not MY project. It's Miss Amy's day to give birth to her HEALTHY baby boy!! Yippeeee! We are trucking down to the hospital in a few hours to wait for his arrival via c-section. The little tiger decided to grow so big that he's not such a lil tiger and has to be born that way. So I'll post some photos as soon as we have them! I'm so beyond excited!<br />
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He made it all safe and sound! Don't know if you can see the numbers on the last photo, but the lil chunky monkey weighed 9 lbs 15 oz! No wonder poor Amy was dragging. He has huge hands and feet and is all boy-all 22 inches of him. We are so blessed and so grateful that all is well. Amy has a little bit of a recovery ahead, due to the c-section but we are so happy and relieved......I'm sure more pics to follow!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-16095025949404898982012-07-17T06:02:00.000-07:002012-07-17T06:02:02.811-07:00Tuesday's TipSo this year in my garden I decided to grow some pumpkins. Never had any success with them before, so having faith, I planted my seeds and waited........<br />
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They grew!!<br />
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Dang it, I can't remember the name of the pumpkin, but these are not the regular Halloween type. They are made to cook and make pumpkin pie with. So if anyone out there is waiting anxiously for their pumpkins to grow and ripen, here's how to cook them.... easy peasy!<br />
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Here's my lovely orange beauties.<br />
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Cut them in half and scrape out all the seeds. I saved them and actually roasted them but due to my extremely sidetracked personality (ie doing too much at one time) I forgot about them and they burned. <br />
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After everything is cleaned out, place them on a cookie sheet and bake them in the oven at 375 degrees. Mine took about an hour to get soft.</div>
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When everything is cooled, peel off the skin and puree the cooked flesh in a food processor. I placed 1 cup of the puree into ziplock bags and froze them. Now I'm ready for pumpkin pancakes and pumpkin bread.</div>
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The fresh cooked pumpkin is really delicious! It didn't taste ANYTHING like the pumpkin out of a can. It was more like squash and had a nutty flavor. I got five pumpkins out of my little patch and it was super satisfying to grow, harvest and preserve the fruits of my own labor. Although it's a pretty good thing I'm not a pioneer, because I think I would have starved due to sad lack of production........ </div>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370146097119823233.post-59991532727805724622012-07-16T08:12:00.000-07:002012-07-16T08:12:09.114-07:00Monday Morning MusingsWell hello there! I'm taking a few moments to check back in. I've been noticeably absent for awhile. I really don't need to explain why.......but I'm kind of purging my brain at the moment.<br />
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A while back I had posted something on my Five Facts on Friday that had completely offended someone. This person wrote me a really nasty message that totally and completely crushed me. Now I know someone will say, this is your blog and you can say what you want, but the person accused me of being someone that I am NOT. I decided to remove the post (nope you can't find it) and I've been pondering whether or not I want to continue with blogging. Blogging is a really public forum, and I know that I can't please everyone every time, but much of what goes on in my life may not be for public consumption. I've been evaluating what the purpose of this blog is and whether it should continue. I'm leaning more towards continuing it, due to the pleadings of my dear mother, who lives far away, and also a few of my kids who actually read it. I love reading other people's blogs and so I guess someone else may be interested in my regular little life. I also need to develop a little tougher skin if I'm going to put myself "out there."<br />
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Secondly, I've been LIVING life and not really writing about it much. I'm either going crazy doing too much, or spending time recovering from doing too much. (If there is any middle ground, please educate me on how to reach it!!) For example today I have to make bread for the Pioneer trek coming up this week. Each ward/branch was assigned a certain number of loaves to make and so the task fell to little ol' me because not too many of my dear Hispanic sisters know how to make bread and today there is not enough time to teach someone how to make it. So with the assistance of one of my English speaking sisters, the task will be done today. There's also some service to be done this morning and just the regular everyday stuff like having clean clothes and food on the table....oh yeah, the house needs to be shoveled out occasionally.<br />
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I've always had a problem with journaling and keeping track of my life. As I get older I realize that I'm not going to be here forever, and if I can at least get a few highlights down, well maybe it will prove that I did do something in this world!<br />
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So for my mama, I'm going to continue. Realize that what you read is only a tiny snippet of my life and thoughts, and if everything seems all peachy keen, well, it may be that I cannot share everything that is rumbling around in my head, at least publicly.<br />
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Okay, I gotta go clean up my bread mess. Before I do, I want to share a favorite photo from our trip.<br />
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I'm watching my baby fall in love. It's sweet and tender and bittersweet because I realize that my nest will be emptying sooner than I think. No! There is no announcement! But I heartily endorse this wonderful young man.........Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899771913707613456noreply@blogger.com4