tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-187374522012-01-27T06:42:41.086-06:00Noodlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06313570354851840693noreply@blogger.comBlogger8081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18737452.post-23289132907570993322011-08-03T00:01:00.005-05:002011-08-03T01:23:33.922-05:00

Sassy studied Abraham Lincoln at the end of this past school year, and she was fascinated by him. It was a great study, and I always love it when the children get sincerely interested in history.Because so much of history can be dry facts and long-ago dates, I always try to do hands-on history whenever possible. When the opportunity came to travel south last month, I chose our path to take us by

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I think I'm over the whole Facebook phenomenon.I have an account, as do (it seems) most people in the electronically gifted world. Checking what other people are saying seems to be almost a necessity, since ... well, I'll get to that in a moment. But as a forum? I think I'm about finished.Lately it seems that most of what I've read is rantings of one thing or another. Personal affronts, political

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I got a new recipe last week that is too good not to share! Yes, as the title suggests, it's radish salad. I'm not a great fan of radishes because they are so spicy, but this uses a Daikon radish, which has a much more mild flavor. The recipe actually reminds me of my Memaw's cucumber salad.1 Daikon radish, peeled and sliced very thin1/3 cup diced scallions1/4 cup black olives (whole, sliced,

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The scene: Mother, walking out of the bathroom after cleaning.Sass: Oh, Mom, you smell good! Can I wear that perfume? What is it?Me: Bleach.I swear, I can't make these things up. I don't know if I've mentioned it here, but my love of bleach is no secret. Seems like Sassy takes after me in that.

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A snippet of a texting conversation with my 9 year old:Me: Do I need to tell Daddy how to rent the Redbox? Me: Just tell him to put in the promo code before he swipes his credit card. Sass: I got you covered, girl.Maybe it's because I could hear her voice in that, but I laughed aloud right in the middle of Spyder's magic meeting.

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Friday is my least favorite day of the week. By the time Friday comes along, I've usually had a hectic week. Running here and there, schoolwork, messy house because I was busy with everything else. The minutia just catches up to me. I don't like Fridays. For several years, the urchins and I didn't do book work on Fridays to alleviate my Friday Blahs. Instead we did "Friday Fun Time" where we

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Suburbia. I've never truly lived in the suburbs before. We lived in midtown Memphis, then we moved to a suburb of Memphis, but it wasn't The Suburbs as I had seen portrayed in movies. The houses were all older and different from one another, on unevenly spaced plots of land. That was our old neighborhood. Now, we DO live in one of those neighborhoods that looks like a movie set. Every time I

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I am a car snob. I have no reason for it. My car is a Nissan Versa. This one. Yep, I still have that one. And I still love it.It's really amusing to see my little car next to all of the other Mom Vehicles. SUV, SUV, van, SUV, van, my little car, van, SUV, van. The juxtaposition makes me smile.My first car was a huge boat of a thing, one of those 70s classics. My dad bought it for me the

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As I mentioned yesterday, the blizzard came through in two phases. The first occurred from about 3 pm to 5 am. It never stopped snowing entirely, but it was slow enough that we could shovel. Until about 11 am, that is, when the second phase came through. That lasted until about 4 pm.I should have taken more photos, but I was more worried about being able to open the garage and the front door

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OH THE SNOW.Spyder had an orthodontist appointment yesterday morning, but we were done before the snow began in earnest. We even had enough time to stop at Wendy's for lunch (doctor or dentist appointment = patient chooses lunch).We were home by 1:30. The snow had started, but it was still in the early stages. Around 3 it really picked up, and by 5 the wind was howling. We even had thunder

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I may live in the Great Midwest, but I am a southern gal to the core. Those two little words -- "blizzard watch" -- make me shiver. I've gotten over my fear of plain old snow, sort of. I still don't like it, but it has become somewhat commonplace, so it doesn't really BOTHER me like it did. It also helps tremendously that we don't really get ice here the way we did in the mid-south. It's all

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This year marked the 25th anniversary of the Challenger space shuttle disaster. Like many people, I can remember where I was and who delivered the news (at school, walking down the hill, and the news was delivered by one of my jokester friends, so I didn't believe him). I've tried to explain the impact to the children, probably with little success.When I discovered that the Challenger Learning

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A great many things have taken place, most notably moving from the Mid-South to the Midwest. Chicago, to be more specific. We seem to have settled into the groove of the area just fine, although I will say that winter here is significantly different from the winter I'm accustomed to experiencing. To be honest, it seems like our old life is ... well ... a lifetime away. I'm not really certain

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We watched that 'Secret of the Mountain' movie, sponsored by Wal-Mart and Proctor & Gamble. Wal-Mart did the FUNNIEST series of commercials. Sort of like a series of vignettes about a family. It reminded me of those old Folger's commercials. At the end of each one, there was a little preview about what was coming next. We played a guessing game on what would be the next featured

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The household has been sickly. Thankfully we have avoided the regurgitation form of sickly, but still ... it hasn't been fun. We spent last weekend in Chicago. I can't remember if I have mentioned it here, but we will be moving there soon, and we went for a recon mission. We had a fantastic time. Busy, but fun and productive. And it sure is going to be different than the South.The urchins and

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I had planned to write a post about our weekend in the Chicago area, but alas, I have been catering to an icky-feeling Sassy today, so instead a reposting seems more appropriate. I'll tell you about the trip tomorrow. :)Originally posted 2/2/06Yesterday Sass was sick. She woke up at 4:15 am and said she needed to "frow up." We made it into the bathroom and waited for a few moments, but it never

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We have had a rainy autumn. A very rainy autumn. At times we had to sneak visits outside between rain showers.The urchins and I had planned to go to the zoo one day, and, well, we had rain. Of course. It wasn't cold, and it wasn't a huge storm, just rain and more rain. We decided to go anyway -- rain or not.I admit, I was rather skeptical about the whole endeavor. Mostly because I don't like

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The urchins and I volunteer at our church food pantry at least once a week. And every single time we are there, it is such a humbling experience.Now some of the people are stinky liars who are just there for the free stuff. We know that, and we can pretty much tell who they are before they ever open their stinky, lying mouths. And we do serve those stinky liars if they qualify based on income.

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Kris at Weird, Unsocialized Homeschoolers has an excellent post about her 30 Days of Gratitude. Nothing unusual; a lot of people do that in November. But read a little further down and look at the Gratitude Tree.We focus on thankfulness at our house quite a bit, and each night at bedtime we all give our Yay of the Day, something excellent that happened that day. More than one is good too. On

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Today Skeeter and I celebrate our 14th wedding anniversary. Well, technically we won't celebrate today because he is away on a business trip. But 14 years ago today, we were married.1. We were married in the church that I had attended since I was 5.2. Everyone made fun of me because I wanted an opera selection as part of the music. I think everyone else hated it, but I loved that piece.

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Thanks for all the welcomes. See, it's easy to forget how much I like doing this, and then once I begin again, I'm all, "I LOVE IT!" What can I say? I'm a complicated soul.An example:I had a few free minutes over the weekend, and I started cleaning out some old bookmarks. One of the bookmarks I found was a blog named I'm Just Sayin'. Shamefully, I don't remember bookmarking it, but of course

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So, yeah, it's been a while.  When I "take a break" from blogging, it's easy for me to forget how much I enjoy it.  I wonder why that is?  Like splashing in puddles ROCKS when you're a young thing and then it's as if you forget eventually.  So I'm making myself remember to splash in the bloggy puddles again. I haven't really been reading OR writing in the last few months.  Um, should I be

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Those children o' mine just make me laugh so much.(Just for reference, we play a game in the car where we call out "JuicyFruit" any time we see a yellow vehicle. It's mindless fun. Try it. You'll never miss a yellow vehicle again. In our version, commercial vehicles don't count.)SASS: That was a man driving that JuicyFruit. SPYDER: How do you know?SASS: Well, he was bald ....SPYDER: That

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We are reviewing prehistory, mostly for Sass because she was so young when we did it four years ago for Spyder. On Sunday we read a couple of chapters and discussed art in particular, so I went searching for the famous prehistoric art at Lascaux.Oh. My. Word. The French Ministry of Culture has a fantastic website that is absolutely filled with information. It actually allows you a virtual

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It is amazing how time gets filled. And the best laid plans often have to change. So it is with our school year. I had hoped to manage a three day week this year, with Spyder working (mostly) independently. That hasn't happened, either one. We are continuing with the four day week, and I am doing direct teaching for both 6th grade and 2nd grade. We are managing, and it's better to continue

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(via text)SKEETER: I came home to surprise you. You aren't here.ME: We are @ Target, but we will be home soon.SKEETER: We need trash bags and chocolate.ME: We are buying the trash bags.SKEETER: And chocolate. I haven't seen Little Debbie in some time. I kind of miss her.SKEETER: She is my not-so-secret crush. Even though she is Michael's girl.

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Next stop: Dickens' London.To promote the new Christmas Carol movie, Disney has a train tour that is traveling throughout the US.First, this was marketing genius. Seriously. It's just a movie. But the promotional tour that they are doing is great!But before we get to the tour, let's talk about the line to get in.OH YEAH. There was a two hour wait. There was a worker dude at the end of the

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School starts in one week. The last of our materials are scheduled to be delivered tomorrow. I will spend the next few days going through and organizing, but I am afraid that I might have to hide them. The urchins are really excited about digging into their new studies. (Let's hope that continues for quite some time AFTER we have begun.) Truly, I think that I am just as excited as they are.

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This is EXACTLY where I am. Skeeter and I changed over to a cash-only system for grocery shopping last month.Anything pertaining to food or toiletries comes out of our grocery budget. That includes any eating out and food for the dogs. I spend $10-$15 a week for coupons, so I subtract that from what I take out of the bank. Oh, and I toss my change into our Disney fund every night. I do

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My 11 year old took this Science Knowledge Quiz. My 11 year old. And he scored better than 90% of the people who have taken it? Considering the questions, that worries me.In all truth, he did ask me about one question, so I suppose technically we collectively scored 12 out of 12. But still, he would have gotten 11 of the 12 correct without me.(H/T to The Common Room)

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Accordion style. Pretty amazing, actually.Sass and I were talking about musical instruments, which led to listening to some in our collection, which led to looking them up on the internet, which led to this. Isn't that always the way it is?

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I have been rockin' the coupon thing lately. People are getting tired conversations containing "Hey, do you need barbecue sauce? How about some A1? Please take it. Please."Tonight I made a stop in the Kroger for a few things -- using coupons, of course -- and my total actually ended up being in the negatives after I used all of the coupons. I didn't really want to add anything, so I had the

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So much of parenting is a trial and error. At least for me. I'm sure that many (most?) parents will disagree, but I often find myself thinking, "Oh, I could have done so much better if I had ________." It's nice to actually SEE where something turned out well.Sass and Spyder went to a Vacation Bible School this week, at a different church where they knew no one. Despite what non-homeschoolers

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6:30 am -- Take Skeeter to work. 7:15 am -- Back home, unpack car, take shower. 8:30 am -- Take urchins to McDonalds for breakfast. Because I promised in a moment of weakness. 9:30 am -- Volunteer at food pantry. 1:15 pm -- Leave food pantry. Stop home for a snack and to gather the library DVDs. 1:25 pm -- Library. 2:10 pm -- Home from library. Start laundry in washer. Sass conks out on the

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Spyder performed three magic shows today. My friend is a first grade teacher, and today was the last day of school. First grade + last day = nothing planned. Several weeks ago, she asked if Spyder would be interested in coming to her classroom to do a little performance.Naturally, the answer was, "OF COURSE I WILL!"Word spread around the school of the magician, and it ended up that every class

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This afternoon the urchins and I were at Big Lots, specifically to get manuscript handwriting paper (I was quite disappointed that they had none), but we ended up wandering. Because really, that's the best thing to do at Big Lots. I love that place.I had told the children that they could each choose a package of snacks to put in the snack basket at home. Of course they ran straight to the

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Ol' Skeeter got mad at the faucet tonight. It has always been quite temperamental, that faucet. We've lived in this house for six and a half years, and the faucet has dripped the whole time. Not horrible, just drip-drip-drip. It didn't really bother me. What DID bother me was when it just decided to stop. It would whine -- yes, high-pitched whine -- and suddenly the flow of water was

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Just in case anyone thought I was joking about the whole toilet-as-lawn-art thing.Behold.

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Originally the plan was to take a little overnight trip. That was scrapped though, partly because Skeeter wasn't interested in getting up early. The kicker was the weather though. Rain, rain, and more rain. And storms. I couldn't leave the poor old doggies out in the bad weather, and I sure couldn't leave them inside for an overnight away trip.So instead of an overnight, we took a drive to

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ME: So, what do you think? Corn or broccoli for dinner tonight?SPYDER: I think ... broccoli.ME: ::double take:: Seriously?SPYDER: I KNOW! You've indoctrinated me!Now if I could only work my sinister English pea magic on him.

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(conversation via text)SPYDER: *indistinguishable photo*ME: The picture was too dark. I couldn't see what it was. Can you tell me?SPYDER: A boxME: A box of what?SPYDER: NothingME: Why did you send me a picture of a box of nothing?SPYDER: I want it.ME: You want a box of nothing?SPYDER: YesME: Um, okay?SPYDER: Good.At that point I decided to call.ME: So tell me ... what did I really

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My parents live in a very rural area of the south. Very. Rural. As a result, they have few neighbors. One of their neighbors is a man we'll call Ralph. Ralph is the epitome of any redneck stereotype you've ever heard. Homemade tattoos? Check. They're from prison too, so I suppose he gets double points for that.Long scraggly hair? Check.No shirt or shoes? Check. Sass called him The Naked

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My children have been all about April Fool's Day this year. They have been anticipating this day of sanctioned mischief for weeks. So just what did they do?Spyder short-sheeted the bed.Spyder taped a piece of paper over the track ball of the mouse.Spyder put a fake "blue screen of death" on my computer.Those were all quite good efforts, but the best one came from Sass. Well, it was her idea,

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Some of my favorite people are going through some hard times right now. Keep them in your prayers and/or thoughts.Celtic BuffyJulieVanessaAnd woohoo! After I started writing, but before I posted, Vanessa posted an update that she has gotten good news from the doc.

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The weekend was quite a whirlwind. We were going non-stop since Friday morning. In addition to the usual schooling and family stuff, I was scheduled to work four nights straight (hasn't happened in a LONG time). I had forgotten how tiring it is! And it's not as if I have some sort of high-stress position. Working at the bookstore is pretty great, actually, and I love it. But combined with

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Vanessa is not the only person who finds the crazies at Target. I have moved into that elite class as well. Tonight I had to run in to get ... something. I can't remember what. But it was important, I swear!Anyway, I was wandering around the clearance endcap in the grocery aisle -- because, hey, you never know what you'll find, right? An older man, probably in his 60s, was loitering in the

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I actually saw this a few days ago, but Skeeter and I had such a laugh about it tonight that I had to share.

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That's how much I paid today for all of this.I started doing the couponing thing back in November. I've used coupons in the past, but never consistently and never deliberately. I always just used them if it was convenient. I decided to really give it a go this time with a different attitude to see if I really could lower our food and toiletries budget with it. In short, I have. It has taken

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Tonight we were driving home, and Sass and Spyder had one of their typical "what if" conversations. I can't remember the exact topic, but it was something along the lines of "what if birds said 'woof' and cats said 'cheep cheep' and ducks said 'cockadoodle doo'?" They play these sorts of games often, and I was only half-listening until I heard Spyder say, "That ain't right!" As usual, I

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The urchins love for me to tell them stories of my childhood. Especially Sass, who finds it just astonishing that I was once a child.One of her favorites is a short but disgusting one, where I decided to have a little ol' nibble of the Milkbone. Don't ask. I've no idea. I was about 5 at the time, and I suppose I just thought it sounded like a good idea. After all, the dog thought they were

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They're more than friends. They can be both a friend and a pillow.

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I know; I know. I just left you hangin'. I'm sorry.Several people sent emails, and my sister even called (twice) to ask me to PLEASE WRITE SOMETHING. ANYTHING. But you know what got me? Skeeter. I was on the phone with Sister Lisa, who was once again asking when I was planning to take up the whole blogging thing again. While Lisa and I were talking, Skeeter popped in with, "February 5th."

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I am guilty of fishicide. Or perhaps it's just fishslaughter. It certainly wasn't intentional.Spyder's betta, Blaze, had been looking sickly for a few days. Tonight I decided that perhaps his water needed to be changed. I got the bowl ready, changing the water, putting in the drops to make the water safe and moved him in. For a while he was looking ... not better but at least more energetic.

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A conversation with Spyder tonight:SPYDER: I love MOM; I love DAD; I love [SASS]; I love BROWNIE; I love LUCY; I love PIZZA ....ME: Hey, do you just realize that you put your family in the same category as food?SPYDER: Well, the 'love' category is pretty big. It also includes not having to pick up the dog poop.

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My Sass turned seven years old today! I can hardly believe it. It seems almost impossible to think that it has been that long.This year her birthday has turned out to be more of a celebratory week rather than a single day. But I suppose it doesn't hurt to have more "YAY ME" time, right?We had her birthday party yesterday. We usually attend church on Wednesday nights (her actual birthday).

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is like a big ol' cake made by the students.Give them the tools and the guidance to explore an interest, and let them explore and enjoy, even if you are itching to tell them "the right way" to do it. What comes out might not be pretty the first time, or even the second or third. But it's still an edible effort, and the beauty and refinement will come later.

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Small Town Mom just got back from a trip to Ireland, and she is detailing the adventures.And I am green with envy.

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I first saw The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society at bookstore, looked through it and passed it by. It's set just after World War II, and that's not my usual type of book. Of course, I don't usually go for World War I books either, and I loved Maisie Dobbs.Then I saw that Lucy liked it. Since I tend to like the same sorts of books as Lucy, I got the book. I am so very glad I did

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Um, yeah, it's a bit late for a Christmas Eve post, but we will ignore that this post is three weeks late. I have to tell the story. And it's a long, involved one. Go pee and get a drink before you get started.Every year we have a Christmas Eve Fiesta, inviting friends over for Mexican food, just a relaxed time. This year was our 10th year in hosting it. I didn't even realize that until just

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In the past two weeks, we've had weather extremes -- either completely wretched or quite lovely. Today was lovely, despite being a bit chilly, about 45 degrees. We took advantage of the sunshine and spent about an hour wandering around the park, playing on the playground, watching the ducks and geese. It was a nice change after being inside during days of rain.

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A conversation the day after I worked:ME: Good morning, man! Did you miss me last night?SPYDER: We went to the movies with Dad.ME: Oh, so are you saying you didn't miss me?SPYDER: We like it when you go to work. Dad takes us out. And buys us the good snacks at the movies. We do miss you, but it all evens out.So apparently, my contributions to the household are the equivalent of M&Ms and

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Every Christmas season makes me think of one of my former bookstore managers. I had it in my mind to tell the story, but I've been procrastinating about this for a couple of weeks. I'm glad I did because Julie told the story for me (probably better than I would have).Before you skedaddle to her place and read, let me say that the Christmas that Julie and I worked at the bookstore together was

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Tagged by CelticBuffy.1) Take a picture of yourself right NOW!2) DON'T change your clothes, DON'T fix your hair... Just take a picture.3) Post that picture with NO editing.4) Post these instruction with your picture.5)Tag 10 people to do this..If you've ever wondered .... The Real Me, big nose and all. :)I won't tag, but come on and play along. Hey, if I can post that one, surely you are brave

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I am going to whine a little bit.Last Sunday I did a marathon of laundry. About 4 or 5 hours in, I noticed water on the floor of the pantry. I interrogated questioned the children, and they claimed to know nothing about water there. "Hm," I thought. "Likely story." But I investigated anyway.And I discovered a pretty significant amount of water on the floor of the laundry room as well.Oh.

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Shamelessly lifted from CelticBuffy.1. Where is your cell phone? Here2. Where is your significant other? Bed3. Your hair color? Brown4. Your mother? Kind5. Your father? Clever6. Your favorite thing? Books7. Your dream last night? None8. Your dream/goal? Travel9. The room you’re in? Library10. Your hobby? Reading11. Your fear? Dependence 12. Where do you want to be in six years? Home13. Where were

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This weekend we did an early Christmas with my sister Lisa and her boyfriend Jason. They won't be able to come on Christmas because of work schedules, so we decided to celebrate early with them. As if the urchins would have settled for less. Oh no. They think that Lisa and Jason are just beyond awesome.My Memaw was there too, although she wasn't her usual happy self. She has been diagnosed

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I can't figure out a way to embed, but take 5 minutes to watch this amusing video. In this gift-giving season, just think of it as a public service announcement for those men people who prefer to give only practical gifts.

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It rained all day yesterday. All day. The poor dogs were stuck in the house the whole time, minus about 15 minutes when I coaxed them outside to do their business in the yard rather than on the living room floor.Sass overheard me talking to them -- as I always do -- after they had come back inside and I was drying the rain off their fur. "My, my, Miss Lucinda! You need a bath. That rain has

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I can't even say how much I love working at the bookstore. I enjoy it for lots of reasons, but a big part of that is the customers. There is a fine line there though, because sometimes they make me hate working there. But that's another story.This is about the nicest guy who came in on Sunday night. Very personable. We chatted for a moment, the usual small-talk, building up to what he really

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1. Do you send out Christmas cards? Have you done it yet?I used to, but I haven't for the past couple of years. I send a few to friends if I happen to think about it, but I don't send them en masse the way I used to.2. When you cook chicken, do you cook a whole chicken?Sometimes, but mostly not.3. What is your favorite Christmas movie?We've covered this already. If I have to choose just one

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I am up to my ears. My Spyder has created a blog though. Yay him! The Blog of a MagicianCheck it out if you have a chance. He is all about the comments. LOL!More from here very soon. :)

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I'm not really a Martha Stewart kind of person. I think her creations are lovely, and I've even attempted a few of them on my own. But really, I'm not one of her followers.However, I am so glad I went searching for one of Martha's Christmas creations today.Dear me, what is this? Martha and Snoop Dogg making mashed potatoes. I don't think I have ever laughed at a Martha show more.Awesome

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I own a small (very small!) homeschooling list.aside: I hate thinking of it in ownership terms. Is there something else I could use? Anyway. I have a list of daily talking points for the list. Nothing brilliant, just items to make you think about your day -- what you've done, where you're going with it, how it could be better. I only realized it recently, but it truly stems from the same

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Oh, no. Not for us, although my children have become quite the fans of these puppies.My parents got two puppies recently. Their dog Molly was hit by a car and died, and my sister and I both encouraged them to get a new canine friend. They surprised us both by getting two puppies! The children visited for a couple of days last week, and Sass (of course) is in love with them.They have been

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Hat tip to Sue @ Navel Gazing

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So I'm giving this couponing thing a try, inspired by D.O. Wife. I've tried it before with minimal success, but I think I've finally wrapped my brain around why.I need to start thinking of meal planning according to what I have or can get rather than my usual method of whatever I'm in the mood for making. Sort of like an extended pantry challenge. This was a real breakthrough for me because I

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Just an FYI: I have nothing profound to say. We've had a good week. It's been a strange one, but good. The last few weeks have been good, actually. Busy, but not hectic, and just overall pleasant. Even the weather has felt cheerful, nice and warm but not hot. We've spent most of our days outside this fall. We had intended to go to the zoo today. I called a friend to join us, and she said,

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Several companies are giving away freebies to those who get out and vote today! Wear your "I Voted" sticker and get your treats! Free Starbucks coffee, tall.Free Krispy Kreme star shaped doughnut with sprinkles.Free Ben & Jerry's ice cream cone (5-8 pm)And yes, you could probably score the freebies if you don't actually vote. But let's keep it honest, 'kay?

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SASS: Mama, today was a good day.ME: I'm glad you had a good day. What specifically was good about it?SASS: (ticking off each item on her fingers) (tick) I got to wear my hair in braids.(tick) We had a tea party.(tick) I got to play with Dad.(tick) Dad let me draw on his computer. (He is teaching her to use Paint.)(tick) You let me get Mulan. (A 99 cent toy from the thrift store.)::

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After you go vote tomorrow (you will go vote, right?), here are some excellent sheets (PDF) that you and your students can use to track the votes as they are reported, including one on how many Electoral College delegates each state has.What a great learning opportunity!

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We don't really watch television. Other than the news shows, of course, which apparently feature boring guys. We've had issues with television in the past, but no more. We watch movies, and the urchins watch some shows that Skeeter records on PBS, but we don't turn on the set to watch "live" television.I don't really think about it much any more because it's just one of those things we do.

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Halloween means bat brownies at our house. This year we made (and consumed) them a little earlier than usual, so we had none left for Halloween.Obviously, we had to make more. After a short trip to the library's Halloween fest, we spent some time mixing, baking, and cutting out the brownies. This year I picked up extra cookie cutters, so in addition to the bat brownies, we had ghost brownies

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Your result for What Your Taste in Art Says About You Test...Conscientious, Fulfilled, and Spiritual24 Renaissance, 14 Islamic, 10 Ukiyo-e, -34 Cubist, -34 Abstract and 10 Impressionist! The Renaissance was a cultural movement that profoundly affected European intellectual life. Beginning in Italy, and spreading to the rest of Europe by the 16th century, its influence

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Sassy has a cough. Our only planned outings this week were the homeschool swim at the Y (not a good idea with the cough) and a outdoor play day at a local farm/pumpkin patch (also not a good idea with the cough). So since today was required to be an inside day, we went to the Redbox and rented the new Tinker Bell movie. I was thrilled to hear the voice of Jane Horrocks -- I love her! AND

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The week started off on the go, but after a few changes it ended up being a good week after all.Monday -- Game Day with the homeschool peeps. Always fun. Tuesday -- Toured the Botanic Gardens and participated in the Native American crafts class. The same day, I decided (well, really we all decided) that we've been going and doing too much. Wednesday -- Stayed at home, sweet, home. The urchins

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1. The World Series has begun...do you watch it? (and do you care who wins?)No. No. And no. Skeeter would care if the Orioles were in it, and I would feign interest. But since they're not ....2. Is the inside of your car clean or 'garbage dump filthy'?:snort: The back seat is usually filled with junk that belongs to the urchins, but that is only because I am driving the extra vehicle at the

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Because I am attempting to get back in the habit of actually posting something every day. Or almost every day. Whatever.Here are a few good things I wanted to share:Top 10 Gifts for Christmas from the Bevans Family. Don't tell, but I am SO getting #10 for my sister. Or Jason. I haven't decided which yet.Just Living Life is a (relatively) new money saving blog. Skim down a few posts and

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Comment #3, CelticBuffy, chosen from the bowl by Spyder. :)Congratulations!

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Of staying home ALL DAY today! Woot!How about a book giveaway? I found an advance reader copy of Emily Giffin's Love the One You're With while I was cleaning out the bookshelves today, and I will be happy to send it to one of y'all!Just leave a comment with what YOU did today (maybe I'll be jealous!), and I will have one of the urchins choose someone at random tomorrow morning.Happy commenting!

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This school year has been, er, busy. I know, I know. It always is, but this is more than usual. Busier than a one-armed paper-hanger, to use one of my mom's favorite expressions.I used to have a rule of no more than two outside activities per week. That started when Sass was little because I didn't want to drag her to Spyder's activities every day. Now that she's older, I've been seriously

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Yesterday's big activity was carving our pumpkins!It's a little bit earlier than I really like to do them. They can get a whole lotta gross in the two weeks between now and Halloween. But we let the children choose their pumpkins at a local farm during Skeeter's company's "family day" and they were excited to get on with it.I bought one of those "pumpkin carving kits" from Target for Sass to

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The vent:I ordered The Book of Time Outs last week because we love the Wicked History of the World books, and this sounded similar. (It's not.)The book came in the mail today, and not only is it NOT a hardcover, but it is NOT EVEN BOUND. It's just a bunch of loose pages with a dustjacket holding them together like a file folder. Seriously. How could I not be annoyed by that?... grrrrrrr

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Reading in the lounge area of the bookstore. Nothing unusual about that, but I like the lines created by the mirror.

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Okay, I admit. I'm hooked. I didn't do a menu plan for last week because I wasn't able to sit down and just do it over the weekend. Unwise. Very unwise. So I'm back again!This is the quick and easy week because -- once again -- we're going to be on the go several days. The only day that will take real work is Wednesday, when we're supposed to be able to stay near home.SUNDAYBeef

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A most fascinating look at warfare from World War II to present day.See if you can figure out which foods represent which countries.Here is the cheat sheet to see if you were correct. The home page has a list of the battles, but that's a bit of a spoiler, so check it afterward. Then watch it again.Thanks to my friend Christy for pointing me to this!

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Kris at Weird, Unsocialized Homeschoolers has begun a "weekly wrap-up," which is perfect for me at the moment, since I can't seem to focus on one single thing.Hmm. Our week. Well, let me just say, "unsocialized"?Hehehe!! Harharhar!! Hoohoohoo!! *snort* Oh, excuse me. :)We were on the go all week. I really don't care for weeks like that because it just feels like it's too much. The

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Spyder had a friend over this morning. It is always so amusing to me to hear them. Each always addresses the other as "dude" and it just makes me laugh."Dude, look at this.""Dude, let's play this.""Dude, did you see that?"I was working around the house, just smiling to myself in listening to them. Then I overheard the following while they were playing Rock Band (Spyder on guitar and the friend

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My friend Tina at Golden Goodness has designed a fun little play-along. Fun, fun! And as usual, I'm slightly late in participating, but here goes. Let the grilling begin!1. Do you snort when you laugh?Um ... yes. I do, sometimes, when I am really into the laughter. This phenomenon only started a couple of years ago though. My children think think it's a riot.2. Do you have any idea why we

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