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Welcome to our 3rd annual on-line Christmas letter! Whether you arrived via our Christmas card, blog reader, Facebook, or are simply passing through- we wish you a Merry Christmas and a blessed New Year!Dear Family and Friends-It’s hard to believe that another year has flown by… Life continues to progress at the speed of light in our household, where kids keep getting taller- while our house

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You might remember this WFMW post from several weeks ago in which I requested help in sneaking veggies into my kids' diets... I received many recommendations for Jessica Seinfeld's cookbook entitled Deceptively Delicious, which I did purchase. After perusing the cookbook, I decided that cauliflower might be an easy veggie to slip in under the radar.So last night I undertook what will forever be

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Things have been kind of crazy at my house lately... The combination of fall sports, parenting teenagers- including one with a disability, and juggling all the usual activities is taking its toll. Honestly, something has to go- and right now that would be blogging. I just don't have the energy right now.Frankly, I am exhausted.So consider me on hiatus right now. The good news is that fall sports

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Last week I posted a WFMW round-up. Since I got such a positive response I decided to do it again, and possibly make it a regular feature. As I said last week, I did not read every post and this is in no way a definitive list of the best WFMW tips. They're are just a few that caught my eye...Mr P at Where the Kudzu Grows wrote a post with a great Disney World tip. As a Disney Vacation Club owner-

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Usually I have a couple of WFMW posts milling around in my head, but this week I came up dry. Seeing as how I had plenty of other things to do today, I decided to just take a week off. Then this afternoon as I was cleaning my kitchen floor I realized that I had never posted about my steam mop for WFMW. I did put up a general post, but not for WFMW... So I present to you a re-post about my steam

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Well, I sat down at my laptop to write a deeply insightful post about what's going on in my life, but I got distracted when I discovered the Cake Wrecks blog.Go there now.But first, go to the bathroom- lest you wet your pants laughing, and make sure you're not drinking anything while you're reading... Because I guar-on-tee it will come out your nose!And make sure you check out the Creative

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See this adorable young man? While cute, he is also wily. And he hates vegetables. Oh I manage to sneak onions into soups and sauces by pureeing them in the blender. And he will eat a salad consisting of lettuce and croutons with bleu cheese dressing. But that's about the extend of his veggie eating ways...So my question for you is What is your best veggie sneaking secret? Do you hide veggies in

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In honor of Labor Day, Shannon is hosting a Labor Day meme over at Rocks in Her Dryer... I'm a little late to the party, since I just returned from 4 days and 3 nights of camping. But, I'll just jump in anyway!How long were your labors? Teenage Son- probably light labor for a couple of days before I discovered that I was actually in labor. He was born a couple of hours later.Teenage Daughter- 20

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If you have been anywhere in the blogosphere, you already know about Shannon and her Works For Me Wednesday weekly blog carnival that she hosts at Rocks in My Dryer. Reading through all the tricks and tips posted there are a highlight of my week. Although it can turn in a major time-sucker as well, this week, for example, there are 281 different links!After perusing the list last night, I came up

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Young Son is not a big fan of the sandwich. Thankfully, however, he IS a fan of leftovers- so frequently that is what I pack him for lunch. Last night we had one of Young Son's favorite dinners, cheesy potatoes AKA Trader Joe's Potatoes Au Gratin.So after dropping Young Son off at school this morning, I thought with pleasure about how happy he will be when he opens his lunch today as I mentally

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As you may have heard, California went 'hands free' in June. What that means is that you can no longer talk on your cell phone while holding the phone to your ear and driving at the same time. You can dial and/or text message with your phone while driving- just as long as you're not holding the phone to your ear while doing so. I didn't say it made sense, just that it's the law.Anyway- the new

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Seeing how I live in suburbia, you might think that I actually live close to the places that I frequent. You might think that, but you would be wrong. To illustrate my point, here is a record of my driving today...7:45 am- Drive Young Son to his elementary school for the first day of 5th grade. Bring Teenage Daughter with us, since she has to go to Freshman orientation at 9am. (6.49 miles)8:30 am

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Teenage Son is the miser of the family. Seriously, he has quite a wad of cash saved up- birthday money, babysitting money, lunch money (obviously NOT spent on it's intended purpose), etc. Today I needed to go down the hill to our local Lucky grocery store, so Teenage Son tagged along. He brought his wad so that he could use the in-store branch of our family's banking institution to make a deposit

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Let me preface this post by saying that one of my favorite things about living in the Bay Area is the ethnic diversity. That said, can I just say...If you're going to hire someone to work a drive-thru window at a fast food joint- Please. Make. Sure. He. Speaks. English. Understandably!!All right- ranting finished... Thanks for listening!

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So I've officially been home for one week now. I've been thinking a lot about how to tell you about my trip, but honestly- I'm having a hard time. How do I narrow a month's worth of Africa down to a blog post or two?Couple that with the fact that I'm having a case of the post-mission-trip-blues...I know it's normal. And people warned me that I might feel depressed when I returned to my everyday,

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I am back.Back from Africa.Back from a month-long mission trip in Africa.I have lots to tell you about, but in the meantime let me just say what a joy it is to brush your teeth with water straight from the tap! Seriously. After brushing my teeth with bottled water for four straight weeks, I will never take clean tap water for granted again!

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Last Sunday we passed out 200 bottles of dirty water to our congregation as prayer reminders. Recipients were asked to place the bottle where they will see it daily as a reminder to pray for the Africa teams that will be traveling to Tanzania this month. Unfortunately- I can't give each of you a bottle- so I present to you this bloggy bottle of dirty water.Dirty water like the river water that

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So have I mentioned that I leave for Africa on Wednesday? Wednesday... THIS Wednesday... In three days- Wednesday...Yup.Actually, we're on track and everything is coming together. Today I was out running a couple errands for the trip and I decided to stop by Big Lots to look for duffel bags. I didn't find any duffel bags but I did see this-It took me a minute to figure out exactly what this is.

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This week's Works For Me Wednesday is "5 ingredients or less". That said- here is one of our favorite quick, easy, and yummy casseroles... The proportions are guidelines- not hard and fast rules. Like it saucier- use more white sauce. Increase the chicken or cheese if you like it better that way. Trust me- you CAN'T mess this one up!Chicken Chili Casserole1 package Corn tortillas2 cups white

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Teenage Son and Teenage Daughter (along with 30 others from our church) just returned from a 10 day missions trip to inner city LA where they worked with WOW JAM International. This was Teenage Son's first year to participate, but Teenage Daughter was returning for her second time. Last year she hit it off with the WOW JAM founders' daughter. This year she was excited to hang out with her again

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This story from ESPN made me cry...Either it's truly moving- or I just have major PMS.You decide.

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I wish I could say that this left me astounded. In fact, I wasn't even surprised. Maybe I'm just jaded by life in the ultra-materialistic Silicon Valley.Maybe I'm so used to the "I need it" teenage angst that it just doesn't faze me anymore.Maybe I just recognize a little of myself, at that age, in that young girl.Or maybe not.

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This morning I woke up and wondered what I felt like eating for breakfast...In Bangladesh a mother woke up and wondered where she would get food to feed her children...I filled my Cuisinart coffee maker with tap water and ground my coffee beans...In Tanzania a young girl walked 2 kilometers to the river to fetch a bucket of dirty river water for her family to drink.After breakfast, I took Young

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I haven't really talked about it much, but I leave for Africa in less than three weeks on a missions trip- and to stay that I'm stressed would be an understatement. Don't get me wrong, traveling overseas doesn't bother me. I'm fine with travel immunizations. And I'm not even worried about what to pack. To be honest, this will be my fourth trip to Tanzania in as many years- so I've worked through

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I set up an account recently on one those social networking sites. One of the profile questions is "Hometown?"I left it blank. Not because I don't want anyone to know where I live or where I came from. But because I don't really know myself.I was born in Seattle and lived in its various suburbs and bedroom communities until I finished 2nd grade. Then we moved to Sandpoint, Idaho where I stayed

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I'll be spending today here looking at a variety of fish. If you want to spend today looking at a variety of things, head on over to Christy's where she is hosting a 'best/favorite post' carnival. If you join in and put your own post up there, you could even win a yummy gift certificate for your favorite treat! So go here and join in the fun!I have a post up too, so what are you waiting for? Head

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We spent most of today in the Big Sur river at Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park near Carmel...This was my view for most of the day...Young Son and a friend sword fighting in the river...Teenage Daughter getting in some tube time...Usually camera-shy, Teenage Son poses for a rare photo...

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My good friend L and I are a little bit crazy. Crazy as in we-have-eight-kids-between-us-and-we-regularly-take-them-on-trips-by-ourselves crazy. For the last 5 years we have gone camping. Yes, you read it right... 2 moms. Eight kids. Camping. I bet you're just dying to be the family in the campsite next to us, right?!! We've also gone to Disneyland and on several assorted road trips.Today we're

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After a mostly restful day- full of Dad-pampering, we headed out to Tony Romas for a special Father's Day dinner. Over our scrumptious meal of pasta, ribs, and hamburgers Young Son declared the following to J...Even if you threw us out on the streets and we had nowhere to go and we had to go live with a foster family- you'd still be the best dad ever!Well- lets hope it never comes to all that,

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I remember summertime when I was growing up. Summertime meant sleeping in; lazy days spent on the lake; riding bikes across town for an ice cream; and small town, North Idaho, 4th of July celebrations... Now I admit that I probably don't remember everything- and it might not have been as idyllic as I recall. But there is definitely one thing that I remember clearly- it was never busy.Now of

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Today is the last day of school... In my house there are a myriad of emotions and I am utterly exhausted. Having three kids at three different schools took more out of me than I expected it to this year... Just the driving alone was overwhelming since it's too far to walk and we have no school buses here. When I get some down time later today, I might have to calculate just how many hours of

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In one hour and 15 minutes, Teenage Son will be officially 16 years old!!! We're going to dinner here to celebrate. While we're gone read this and you'll understand why he is such a miracle to us...

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Is it just me or does anyone else think that maybe they should have more than one? After all- we have three for a family of five!

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All right, my good friend, Llama Momma, tagged me for this meme... And although I've already done it once, I'm pretty sure I can come up with 6 random things about me that I didn't already cover here, or here, or here...1. I wear a chain with a gold pendant in the shape of Africa on it every day. At least once a week people ask me if it's South America... Or Texas!2. I tend to go on clothing jags

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One of my children does NOT like onions. Actually- he doesn't mind the onion taste- it's the texture of cooked onions that he dislikes. I sneak them into soups or sauces by pureeing them, but in other dishes, like casseroles, he either picks them out or simply doesn't eat.Last week I was making tuna noodle casserole and discovered midway through that I didn't have the onion that the recipe called

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Since several folks have emailed to ask me why J had knee surgery, I thought I would share this riveting piece of information with you all... Oh, OK- maybe it was just two people who asked, but play along- it'll be fun!Anyway.Back to J's knee... This was his 3rd knee surgery on this same knee. It seems that J's right leg is slightly bow-legged- not bow-legged enough that you could even notice it

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This is J's knee today...By this afternoon, J's knee will be swathed in bandages as he recovers from knee surgery. And while it is surgery- it's not his first (or even his second!) procedure on this same knee, so we've pretty much got the routine down... I've stocked up on some of J's favorite foods for his recovery. We've picked up his pain meds and (since our bedroom is upstairs) I have the

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It seems like just last week when I wrote about this annoying habit that my teenagers have developed... Oh wait- it was just last week!Now that we're on a new week, they've developed a new, just-as-annoying habit...Yes- that would in fact be two open boxes of THE EXACT KIND OF CRACKER! And it's not even like one box is almost empty- THEY'RE BOTH ALMOST TOTALLY FULL!!!Oy vey!

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Warning! Prince Caspian movie spoiler below... Read at your own risk!On Saturday we went to see The Chronicles of Narnia- Prince Caspian, a movie that we've been waiting to see since we saw the first movie two years ago. And while I did enjoy the film (and the kids loved it!) I was a little disappointed that this film does not stay as true to the book as The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe

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I've mentioned before my great appreciation of the work being done around the world by Compassion International. I've been privileged to see their work firsthand in Arusha, TZ- where the above photo of Teenage Daughter and friends was taken. In addition, we sponsor a child in Dodoma. And while I have not yet had the opportunity to meet Juma, I hope to do so in the next couple of years. In the

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I love my kids. I really do- even when they make me nuts. My two teenagers have one bad habit that especially drives me crazy.Case in point- today I wanted a quick snack, so I went to the pantry. Hmmm... Crunchy, whole grain crackers would be good, so I grabbed the box from the shelf.And discovered this.Now look closely and note- not only is the box totally empty, but the perpetrator actually

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I was driving my carpool yesterday morning and one of my contacts was driving me crazy. I was waiting in my carpoolee's driveway yeah, I know that's not a word- I just made it up! Anyway, while waiting for my carpoolee to come out, I took the offending lens out to see what was going on. Seeing what looked like lint on the edge of the lens- I attempted to wipe the lint off. It wasn't lint however

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I hate sponges that get musty smelling. I know the microwave trick works, but another trick I've picked up is to put my kitchen sponge in the dishwasher.In general, we have two kitchen sponges. I keep a clean sponge next to the sink, ready to use while the dirty sponge is in the dishwasher waiting to be run through. Once I've washed the dishes (and my sponge!) I put the now clean sponge next to

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One of the things that I love about Young Son's whole-child-focused-parent-participation-hands-on-learning-school is the class plays. This week Young Son's 4th grade class put on four performances of No Talking, adapted from the book of the same name by author Andrew Clements. The following review is just to give you an idea of the storyline...From a reveiw in School Library Journal-Dave Packer's

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Shannon is holding a What DOESN'T Work For Me Wednesday themed bloggy carnival this week... So here it is...Yelling STOP! or NO! in any kind of emergency situation doesn't work for me.Let me explain- when Young Son was little, he was a runner. You know the type- always dashing into the street right in front of a car or just missing stepping on a baby rattlesnake on a creek walk...I would cry out

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My email account has developed an annoying habit. I have discovered that emails (sent from my laptop or our PC) are being labeled as sent, when in fact they are not. And since it seems to be happening with some frequency- I've finally resigned myself to that fact that I need to change email addresses... It should be simple- after all it's just a matter of setting up a new Gmail account and then

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After spending several non-stop, information PACKED! days in North Carolina, I am sitting at Chicago O'Hare (en route to San Francisco and then... Home!). All I can say is that it was a great trip. I spent three days at a medical missions conference learning alongside of folks ranging in size from one-man ministries to Samaritan's Purse and Operation Blessing. It was completely overwhelming and

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You know that scene from The Princess Bride where Fezzik and 'The Man in Black' are fighting in hand to hand combat? Fezzik says that he's gotten so used to fighting mobs that he's forgotten how to fight just one man at a time- and then 'The Man in Black' AKA Wesley wins...That's how I feel about packing right now... I haven't traveled on a domestic flight, by myself in about 5 years. I've gone

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My mom recently introduced me to this product and I can now attest that it is hands-down-the-greatest-stain-remover-that-I-have-ever-tried! It especially good on greasy, oily stains. And here's the kicker.It gets stains out even after they have been set in by a run through the dryer. You know the stains that I'm talking about- the ones you forgot to pre-treat before washing and drying. The ones

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My friend Llama Momma wrote this very helpful post for all you husbands and/or sons out there... So keeping in mind that Mother's Day is fast approaching, I just wanted to add that if your wife just happens to be going away for a few days, you might want to take advantage of that fact- and take the children out to get their Mother's Day cards and gifts... Not that I'm speaking to anyone in

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I hate to mop. And as you can see from the random photo above that I took in my kitchen at some total stranger's home- I don't do it nearly often enough. It could be because I hate the messy, dirty water or it could be that I don't like using chemicals on our floors or it could be that due to a herniated disc in my lower back it actually hurts to mop or it could be because I spend too much time

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Several years ago, my husband's work was having a potluck. So being a dutiful employee, he signed up to bring a main dish... Then he came home and filled me in, because- since J doesn't really cook, guess who was going to make the actual dish?Yep- that would be me.It really wasn't a big deal, though- after all I can throw together a pretty good casserole on any given day. And I make a mean gumbo.

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CRASH!It's the sound that no mother wants to hear. Is it a lamp? Did my glass vase full of beach glass shatter? Is there blood? Is anyone hurt? Will I be angry?!!No. No. And- no...This is a crash of a different kind. A more more serious kind. (Well- excepting for the blood, that is...)The PC crashed.Dead. Nada. Nothing. Seriously- you press the power button and nothing happens. My first thought

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We started our final day at Disneyland with a quick road trip... (I'm guessing that this is as relaxed as J will ever be with Teenage Son behind the wheel!)Then it was off to see the Jedi Training Academy show, where Young Son was selected as a padowan...At the end of the show the jedi-in-training fought off the forces of the dark side...J and I saw Honey I shrunk the audience...Young Son tried

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As I mentioned last night- we are once again in Anaheim. And for the second time, we are staying at our new-favorite-Disneyland-area-hotel... We started our day with a hot breakfast at the hotel. Evidently, Young Son was carb-loading in anticipation of a busy day. That would be donuts, pancakes, potatoes and bacon on his plate. Oh and a cup of hot chocolate to wash it all down-After breakfast, we

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So yesterday I mentioned that we were heading down to Southern California for a couple of days. What I didn't mention was our exact destination... Yes- we are at Disneyland again.We left around 8:00 this morning and, in spite of a an accident on I-5 which resulted in an hour long detour, we made it to LA early enough to miss the traffic. So after checking into our hotel and resting for an hour or

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We're leaving at 8 am tomorrow morning for an impromptu trip to Southern California. So I should be packing right now. Instead I am baking cookies, because I am a big fan of denial... That's right my friend, it's not just a river in Egypt anymore...Honestly, it's unusual that I bake at all, but when I do- I usually make cookies. And when I make cookies this tool is my best friend-It's the medium

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As I mentioned- everyone in my family was battling some mutant virus last week. And coupled with being sick, I am just plain end-of-the-school-year-plumb-worn-out-tired. So on Thursday I was cruising around on the net- looking for something to entertain me when I discovered this.Yes, that's right- it IS The A Team!Now let me just put it out there that at 38 years of age- I am, in fact, a child of

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When my mom called me yesterday and commented that I haven't been posting much lately, I figured I'd better put something up. It's only significant that she even noticed because my parents live in North Idaho-Which means that she has dial up...Which means that it takes forever for her to log on...Which means that she doesn't read my blog often...Which means that when she does log on and read, she

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Last weekend Teenage Daughter heard that the Olympic torch would be passing through San Francisco this week. She asked if we could take the day off from school and go to the city to see the event. I briefly considered taking the kids up to see the festivities. Until events unfolded in London and Paris that is...With the threat of potentially violent protests hanging over the torch relay, I told

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I have three kids. That means that I have lots of doctors appointments, volunteer slots, carpools, meetings, orthodontist appointments, and dentist appointments to juggle. That's just the tip of the iceberg, and keeping track of it all is enough to drive any sane mom crazy! After missing several appointments a couple of years ago, I realized that I needed something to keep me organized... Then I

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Our neighbor just came by and knocked on our door asking if we have running water. I checked the sink in the powder room- turning both taps on full and discovered this-So I called the water company's hotline and was informed that there is 'an emergency shutdown'... Guess we'll have to go out for dinner tonight.Darn!

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Can anyone tell me why I spend hours in the grocery store reading juice labels in order to find the one brand that doesn't use high fructose corn syrup......and then buy these?!!

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Last week I was at my local Safeway buying a couple of days worth of groceries. Ahead of me at the checkout was a very pregnant mom with her two little boys in tow. The checker finished ringing up her weeks worth of groceries while a young bag boy packed them for her. When he was finished bagging her groceries he quickly moved on to mine. I noticed the mom pause- waiting for him to ask her if she

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This week Shannon is hosting a 'Best of' WFMW. So here, without further ado, is the very first WFMW tip that I posted...Most of us know that light and heat cause the flavors and colors of dried herbs and spices to deteriorate. After throwing away dried herbs that had faded on my spice rack before I could use even 1/2 of the jar, I figured that there had to be a better way. That's when I found a

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In honor of the arrival of Spring, I decided to bake a frou frou berry pie today. What? You say you've never heard of frou frou berries? Well, that's because the little known frou frou berry, bright pink in color, only grows here in the Silicon Valley...Oh, OK... There is no such thing as the Silicon Valley frou frou berry. What I actually made for dinner was a shepherds pie in disguise. It's an

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This morning I was heating some water in our recently repaired microwave for my coffee. Then, in the course of getting all the kids out of the door, I promptly forgot about it... So after getting 2 out of 3 kids out of the door, I again heated the water by re-starting the microwave for 2 more minutes.I settle down to my laptop at the kitchen table while waiting for my water to heat (again!) when

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J is gone overnight at a soccer tournament in Redding- about 4 hours from here. So of course, since he's gone, someone had to get sick. And this weekend that 'someone' would be Jade, the cat.Evidently it started this afternoon while I was outside reading my Bible. That was when I heard Teenage Daughter and Young Son arguing over who was going to 'clean that up'. Thinking one of the cats had

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While J and I were doing malaria clinics in Africa last fall, my generous mom came to stay with our kids. Somehow during that time, our 6 month old GE Adora microwave died. Mom was horrified by the thought that she might have accidentally killed it, going so far as calling my dad back home in Idaho and having him walk her through changing the fuses in hopes that it would fix it. When that didn't

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Let me just say that hypothetically speaking if you are on a diet, it's probably not a good idea to stay up late to watch any TV shows about chefs or even food in general.For example, if hypothetically speaking- again, I was on a diet and stayed up on Monday night to watch oh, lets just say- No Reservations with Anthony Bourdain?That would be bad. Following that to stay up on Wednesday night to

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Next month I am flying round trip to North Carolina on United Airlines. And while it may not be all that unusual to book a ticket using frequent flyer miles- keep in mind that I did not earn those miles by flying on United or even by using a miles earning credit card.I earned my miles buying groceries.Yup- groceries. You see Safeway (A.K.A. Dominicks, A.K.A. Vons, A.K.A. Pavilions, A.K.A.

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I wanted to write a deeply introspective post about Easter, but Ann did it better than I ever could have... Read it here.And Happy Easter to you all... He is risen- He is risen indeed!

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I cannot tell you how many posts I have read that have referred to the wonders of the Sonic beverage. I even read this recent article in the Wall Street Journal about compulsive chewers of Sonic's ice.Unfortunately the Silicon Valley remains Sonic-less. So while I may have been tempted by posts about Sonic goodness, I could only wonder about the cherry lime aide or the vanilla diet coke. Not to

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J has been having stomach problems off and on for a couple of years... At one point last spring it got so bad that he ended up in the ER for several hours where he narrowly avoided an (unnecessary!) appendectomy. Recently I was reading this post written by my bloggy friend, Christy and a dim light bulb went on... Then two nights ago we went out for Mexican food and J ended up throwing up his

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It just happened... Only moments ago... The day that I knew was coming, but I've been dreading...When being picked up by his morning carpool, Young Son declined to kiss me goodbye in front of his classmate.(sob)I knew I was living on borrowed time. After all, he is almost 11. But he has always been my snuggler and is by far the most affectionate of my three. He delighted in giving me kisses and

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During our last move I found this very helpful tip in a brochure that I picked up at the post office...When you are packing for your move, set aside a medium to large size box and label it GO BOX. This is going to be the first box that you will open in your new home. Pack all the items that you will need right away (and don't want to have to root through other boxes to find!)...Some of the things

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As a result of what will forever be known as the tri-tip crisis of '08, I purchased this product. Following the directions on the can, I preheated my oven to 200 degrees Fahrenheit, turned said oven off, and proceeded to spray the interior of my very dirty oven.At least that was the way it was supposed to go.What is not mentioned in the directions on the can is that spraying oven cleaner into a

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Before you read this post, let me just ask you to please ignore the dirty oven in this photo. Thank you. Please read on...Note to future self regarding baking stones-In the future make sure that you explain to children that Pampered Chef baking stones cannot be run through the dishwasher. Failure to heed this advice may result in said children doing the dishes while you are out with husband- and

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In past posts, I've mentioned that one of my favorite things about the hippie school, which Young Son attends, is the number of field trips that we go on. Since fourth grade history is all about the California gold rush, this week we went to the Almaden Quicksilver Mining Museum in San Jose. Once again, it totally amazed me to discover that- just a few minutes from my home of 19 years, is a whole

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A couple of weeks ago I wrote this post moments after a bobcat went strolling across our back fence. We've seen another, smaller one since then- both on the fence and in our driveway. Well, one is here again and this time I had time to grab my camera and get a couple quick shots for you...Forgive the quality of this picture- it was taken through both the dirty sliding glass door (time to break

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Today is our wedding anniversary. One might think that after 17 years of marriage, we've pretty much seen and done it all. Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt- you get the picture. That is, of course, not the case- proven by the fact that last night we went on our very first date ever.Yes, you read correctly- our first date.You see, J and I met at church in the college career group. We hung

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So I mentioned earlier today that I was trying the henna haircolor from LUSH. I grated off a piece of the henna bar, mixed it with boiling water, painted it on a section of hair, wraped it in saran wrap, and let it sit for 3 hours. And while I don't usually bother with a strand test- I've never used straight henna before and I was really paranoid about the color being overpoweringly red.Since I

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Christy at After a Cup of Coffee or Two keeps talking about how much she loves LUSH products. After reading this post- I was especially intrigued by the shampoo bars. Not having to pack a potentially leaky bottle of shampoo on our next trip to Africa is hugely appealing, not to mention that anything that saves me space and weight in a suitcase is a good thing!So after reading yet another

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Shannon at Rocks in my Dryer has posted an impromptu dish carnival. Since I can't even remember the last time I participated in a dish carnival- I decided to join in on the fun!It's only recently that we've upgraded from plastic to real dinnerware. For years we ate off of these every day-Yes that is in fact a make a plate. I have a full set of ten place settings produced during our many of parent

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Today is Shannon's WFMW Backwards Edition- where we get to post those burning questions we have and you get to help us solve them! So here is my issue. Well, let's be honest here- I have lots of issues, but here is the one most appropriate for this forum!Anyway...When I'm reading other blogs, I often see a blog post with a You Tube video inserted into the middle of the post like this... Now I've

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Last week I ran into an acquaintance at a local establishment. We chatted for over an hour as I caught up on her life (it has been several years since I saw her last). While we talked- I recognized in her that desperate need for adult interaction only seen in mothers of young children.And I remembered.I remember those days when my only conversationalists were preschoolers and my deepest

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I just got home from the gas station where I paid $71.64 to fill up my vehicle. Now I do drive this, but it gets pretty good gas mileage for a vehicle in it's class. And while I didn't put in the cheapest blend- I didn't go for the most expensive either, I got the middle. The bigger issue today is that gas was $3.75 a gallon.$3.75!Did I mention that it was $3.75?!! The ironic part of this whole

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This morning Teenage Daughter, along with 349 of her classmates, boarded a charter bus bound for Yosemite where they will be spending 5 days hiking, snowshoeing, cross country skiing, and generally avoiding any type of book learnin'. Of course, being the completely dedicated blogger (and mother!) that I am- I totally forgot my camera and had to resort to using my cell phone to document the event.

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Before you start to think that I'm promoting polygamy- let me explain this post's title by saying that last night my friend, L, and I went to a late showing of The Other Boleyn Girl. Now before I go on, let me just preface this by saying that I have not read the book, but I did really enjoy the film. It was beautifully filmed and the costumes were spectacular. I don't usually go for the

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See that shiny, golden button on the right side of this post? Mary at Owlhaven kindly bestowed it on me yesterday for a comment I left on this post...If you are one of the few readers who has not yet discovered Owlhaven- make sure you check her out today. Not only is she a mother to 10(!) children, she is an adoption advocate, a writer, a homeschooler, and a blanket party hostess. Really the list

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In 1985, at the ripe old age of 15, I enrolled in driver's ed. That was back in the good ol' days when you could get your driver's license at 14 (daylight only). My driving instructor was Mrs Head, and seeing how we were in Bonner County, Idaho- where the school budget was already tight, the cars we learned to drive in were of the, shall we say, vintage variety.In other words, we drove big, boat

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Yeah- I went to the dentist today. It was just a cleaning, but I still can't help thinking of Steve Martin whenever I get in the chair... (and you HAVE to admit that he was great in this role!)So, while my teeth are all still clean and shiny- I think I need to go to Netflix and order "Little Shop of Horrors"!

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I discovered this morning that this man chose my "Big Brother is calling" post as a runner up here. Now don't get me wrong- it's totally cool. And totally intimidating. Because...Suddenly- there's pressure...Not internal-I-need-to-find-a-restroom-right-away pressure, but "is-this-post-just-as-witty?" pressure. Am I entertaining enough? What if I gain thousands upon thousands of devoted readers?

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When my kids were younger, at least two of them seemed to get lost easily whenever we went on an outing. Teenage Daughter is visually impaired- so she sometimes has difficulty navigating in large crowds. Young Son is easily distracted and would sometimes run off to look at something exciting without telling me first. Since I often took all three kids on outings by myself- I would get somewhat

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Young Son returned from his week of snow play at Grandma and Poppy's house in frosty North Idaho on Sunday, so I went to pick him up. I left the house around 4pm and drove 45 minutes to the airport in order to arrive in time to pick him up from his flight- which was scheduled to arrive at 5:30. Knowing that I would have to stand in line to get a gate pass from the agent at the check-in counter

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Now there's a post title that could draw some weird Google searches. Hmmm... I might as well throw a conspiracy theory in there as well- and make it really interesting! Anyway- I have nothing to talk about. Well, nothing other than Teenage Son driving, Teenage Daughter leaving for a week long school trip to Yosemite, and Young Son returning last night from his snow adventure in North Idaho-

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