tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11909771070043936102012-01-26T14:14:45.740-07:00There's always something...Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.comBlogger1911100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-41049178080424565002011-11-07T07:58:00.001-07:002011-11-07T07:58:54.102-07:00

I always make a meal plan, sometimes it's in my head (and not very useful) and other times I write it down on scraps of paper that get lost.  I'm not very good at keeping track of it.  So When I wrote up my meal plan and used the same page in my notebook to write my shopping list, I figured I had to make myself a copy to put on the fridge.  And since I did that, I should post it here - seeing as

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-84069157720096973962011-09-21T14:38:00.000-06:002011-09-21T14:38:23.286-06:00

Things have been crazy for so long and I haven't kept much of a record of it - except on Facebook and that's not great for journaling. I was surprised to see that I'd actually written something here in 2011, but not nearly enough. Matt graduated from high school in May and we held a graduation/going away party at the beginning of June.  My wonderful friend hosted it at her home and it was

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-81075235464557923552011-03-24T15:48:00.000-06:002011-03-24T15:48:47.990-06:00

I just realized that my mothers birthday is tomorrow. She'll be… well, that's not important. She bought herself a Nook two weeks ago so I think I'll get her a gift certificate to Barnes and Noble. My life has become a pressure cooker. Between planning Matt's graduation/going away party and trying to figure out how to get to Chicago in August, being on the board of the rescue, fostering dogs,

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-75227116894754427662011-01-31T21:23:00.001-07:002011-01-31T21:25:37.517-07:00

It's cold here in Northern Colorado.  So cold that the school district didn't know if they could get the buses started in the morning, therefore stranding kids in below zero weather while waiting for the bus.  They also don't want kids walking to school when the windchill is -24, our predicted morning weather.  I really hate cold weather. On the bright side, I survived January, finished my last

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-15760534779928704642011-01-09T13:49:00.001-07:002011-01-09T13:50:01.082-07:00

As far as my personal life, last week went as smooth as silk.  Evenings were relaxed and dinner was a breeze.  I didn't know what to do with myself when I came home to slow cooker dinners.  I had so much more time on my hands that I had no need to try and stay awake until midnight - I was in bed by 9 every night and asleep before 10.  Amazing. Work, on the other hand, was awful.  I hope I

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-73828115262972843152011-01-03T22:26:00.000-07:002011-01-03T22:26:52.089-07:00

Something about today - the last day of our holiday break - gave me the strength to face the coming month.  January is chaos at work, Thursday I start the last three weeks of my last class at Grand Canyon University, and I'm starting to feel as though I have some say in the direction of my marriage. I have been struggling lately in my relationship...  I guess the right way to phrase that is that

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-79554611359379371672011-01-02T10:17:00.001-07:002011-01-02T11:48:24.696-07:00

And so does meal planning.  If I plan what I'm going to make during the week, I have the ingredients I need and there are no last minute shopping trips, which cost more money than they should.  I truly hate going to the grocery store when I get off work. I rarely decide what day I'm going to make something; it's too restrictive for me, especially when I forget to thaw something - I feel like I'm

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-86563238827328642092011-01-01T09:46:00.033-07:002011-01-01T14:10:58.495-07:00

2010 was interesting.  I received my undergrad degree, started graduate school, decided I hated my job enough to actually consider moving on, decided I had made a horrible choice in colleges, my son enlisted in the Navy, my grandfather died, and so many marital problems...  the last few moments of 2010 summed up the whole year.  Miserable.  Other items of note: I had 8 posts here in 2010. 

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-45842329523687720432010-11-13T21:38:00.003-07:002011-01-02T08:37:06.336-07:00

I joined a group called Navy Mom Connection and talked with someone from there tonight.  It feels so weird - and it's heartbreaking - to be thinking about when Matt leaves and begins a life that doesn't include us.  Not that I thought he would be mine his whole life.  One day he'll just leave and he won't be home for months, as in many.  And this won't be his home anymore.  His home will be

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-73008530722712437812010-10-25T10:10:00.002-06:002011-01-02T08:36:23.738-07:00

I haven't stuck with a meal plan in a long time.  I wrote up seven days worth of meals, put together a shopping list, checked the cupboards, and headed out to the grocery store.  Seven meals, plus breakfast and a few lunch items, added up to about $170.  Damn! Spicy Shredded Beef with potato salad Enchilada Casserole and salad Easy Crock Pot Chicken with long grain and wild rice Macaroni and

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-2743673954035966742010-10-24T23:41:00.001-06:002011-01-02T08:37:51.011-07:00

My son enlisted in the Navy yesterday.  I never imagined this for one of my kids.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-20044309880001388922010-10-03T18:00:00.003-06:002011-01-02T08:39:02.985-07:00

Update - 1/1/11 It looks as though we've finally landed in not only the top 10, but FIRST PLACE!  We'll receive notification from Pepsi on Monday the 3rd.  I'm so excited to be a part of this group and make this a rescue a success. I'm on the board of a very small, very new dog rescue.  This group of women save dogs from being euthanized when they are considered useless by puppy mills.  They, we

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-28372909888050924242010-09-19T14:14:00.002-06:002010-09-20T08:37:32.530-06:00

Yeah, okay...  I may have to revert to posting weekly menus in order to post something here.  It's probably only interesting to me but that's okay.  - Easy Chicken Enchiladas, rice, beans - Meatloaf, baby baker potatoes, green beans - Canadian bacon with apples and onions, sweet potato mash - Taco's - Mac N Cheese with Chicken - Spaghetti and meatballs - Some sort of soup I've finished up my

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-32121772279750688152010-09-06T00:38:00.005-06:002010-09-20T08:50:30.324-06:00

I used to think I had a hard time making friends but I don't really think that's the case. I'm picky. I like people who are moms, who have lives that are just as crazy as mine, and who don't really have time to spend on their friends. That's what makes it difficult. The last woman I met whom I liked, works a full time job, has two little girls, goes to school part time, and is married to a man

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-90098462915747922662010-09-04T15:30:00.008-06:002010-09-19T14:36:48.430-06:00

My life got completely out of hand. First, I walked in commencement exercises with Regis University in December and then I actually was awarded my degree in March. I am the proud owner of a mint condition Bachelor of Science, Magna Cum Laude, Applied Psychology. MAGNA CUM LAUDE people! Knowing my degree wasn't going to pay me enough to start repaying the staggering amount that I now owe to the

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-77612055517763422412010-02-09T10:12:00.001-07:002011-01-01T10:13:18.180-07:00

It is sooo hard to be motivated to be anything but a slug when the whole weekend was filled with chaos and craziness. Anyone else ever feel like that? I do, all the time. Just as soon as things drop 10 levels of insane at work, and my home life explodes with self-inflicted busyness. I offered to do a tax return for a friend and it took around eight hours to finish because there was some

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-66598710666045645672010-01-27T23:03:00.006-07:002010-09-19T14:35:34.751-06:00

See how well that regular posting thing turned out. Yeah, that's why I didn't make any promises to myself. I'm in two classes right now, one online (Adult Spirituality), the other in the classroom (The Family). The Family is primarily a sociology class so I'm not used to just looking at the statistics and saying, "Well that's interesting." I'm more interested in why something is happening not

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-6959326086462203062009-12-27T15:17:00.003-07:002010-09-19T14:38:27.400-06:00

It's been almost seven months to the day since I've posted. But you knew that already, right? I won't cover everything that happened in the time since I disappeared, it's just too much. Some happy, some horrible - lets just say that life happens. I won't promise I'll post regularly either. Well, here goes... Merry Christmas! Ours was pretty good. I threw a party for the in-laws. There were 30

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-8297021327730127952009-05-28T18:10:00.004-06:002010-09-19T14:40:21.676-06:00

It's no secret that I don't like my mother-in-law's. I've said as much before. But MIL-1 is now officially out of the will. She's screwed up one too many times and I just can't ever forgive her. Jakegraduated from high school last Saturday. We sent announcements/invitations to family and friends, just like normal people do. We weren't asking for gifts or money, we were just letting people know

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-51009704695078828292009-04-26T09:40:00.001-06:002010-09-20T08:35:10.603-06:00

Today is the 20th anniversary of Michael's death. 20 years ago today, I kissed my baby boys sweet little head and told the doctor it was okay to turn off the ventilator. Thinking about that still brings tears to my eyes. I wish I could still smell his sweet babyness, cuddle his tiny little self. After his heart stopped and relatives held him to say their goodbyes, we swaddled him in a blanket,

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-17429074555769915892009-04-13T10:23:00.006-06:002009-04-25T22:48:55.151-06:00

The blogging world has experienced some young losses in the past weeks and it is heartbreaking. I don't know them, I never saw them on the street in passing, I didn't even read their mommy's blogs... It matters not; I ache for them.And I think of him... Please keep the Spohr and Myers families in your thoughts and prayers.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-81042117873532345772009-04-03T13:43:00.004-06:002009-04-05T22:19:19.833-06:00

I found it, for only $10 at Kohls!So it's fake, but the real thing cost $300, so the decision was easy to make. It's perfect, but I've seen some other pearl necklaces that now I have a craving for a few more pieces.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-49606859628689341932009-03-20T21:56:00.003-06:002009-03-20T22:05:39.246-06:00

My friend LJ asked me what the fifth ring of hell was. I've been using that phrase for a couple of years and I honestly don't know where I came up with it. So I looked it up.The urban dictionary says it's the hell reserved for:Bad spellersPeople who drink decaf coffee...Tee hee hee...It's also from Dante's Inferno:"Wrath and Sullenness (7-8) Like the fourth circle of hell, the fifth circle--

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-5466229699764242432009-03-04T17:33:00.002-07:002009-03-04T17:41:01.042-07:00

Can you say fifth ring of hell? Yeah, that's what the last two days have been like at work. When something fails that I'm in charge of, it's all my fault - and I can't even blame him for thinking that!Let's just say that I was actually in fear for my job.It was that bad.And I feel a little better now but I've decided some time off work is in order. I'm arranging myself a long five-day weekend

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-28677655988664232752009-02-28T08:14:00.001-07:002009-02-28T08:16:20.213-07:00

Due to recent budget cuts and the rising cost of electricity, gas, and oil the "Light at the end of the Tunnel" has been turned off.We apologize for the inconvenience.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-55322995293858657812009-02-26T19:56:00.003-07:002009-03-01T21:32:22.526-07:00

This morning I told the hubby that I'd seen a necklace that I'd really like to have. I don't have much jewelry and I don't wear what I have too often. I'm just not a jewelry girl. But this necklace is really simple, classic and timeless. I told him that I didn't know what it would cost but that I was pretty sure it'd be pricey so I'd have to look for one that was 'fake'."No, you won't. If you

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-79690466739142324932009-02-17T19:33:00.005-07:002009-02-17T22:09:15.894-07:00

I try to get dinner on the table between five and six every night but I swear, when I don't have a class to run off to, I just don't get it done in a reasonable amount of time. I make meal plans that include enough 'quick' recipes (whatever can be made, start to finish, in 20 minutes) and the rest are meals that take longer because we like it or it's yummy. Tonight is meatloaf and mac n cheese

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-25429222478190956412009-02-12T11:48:00.011-07:002009-02-12T12:24:33.088-07:00

Yesterday was Michael's 20th birthday. I started to wonder if I'd be calling him Mike by now, if he would have gone to college like we would have insisted, met someone special, what mistakes he would have made, how many hearts he would have broken or if his would have been broken. What if... That's how I torture myself.But this year was easier. The jar is definitely bigger now.Let me explain. I

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-79933392732704777392009-02-02T14:15:00.008-07:002010-09-19T14:44:07.329-06:00

Everyone in our house is taking turns getting sick. There's really no way around it either so I've just accepted that my turn will be here before I know it. In my house, as I am sure it is in many others, I don't generally find myself in bed with tea and tissues when I'm sick. There are things that must be done and I'm the one who needs to do them. I don't however, go to work when I'm sick. My

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-90153685726547159392009-01-25T22:11:00.001-07:002009-01-25T22:14:23.942-07:00

The month doesn't surprise. It's busy here as always, but at least it's not in a bad way. I began a series of classes last Monday, training for a volunteer position with the County that I've been interested in since October. For the next five weeks I'll be in classes for two hours Monday and Wednesday night and roughly seven hours on Saturday. Classes are draining, not only because of the hours

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-52828570676055019572009-01-23T08:08:00.001-07:002009-01-23T14:22:40.794-07:00

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-60841823956195648192009-01-13T22:32:00.004-07:002009-03-01T21:33:28.343-07:00

I'm supposed to be in bed, asleep. I've been hunched over a computer all day and felt like I needed an early bedtime but it's just not working out that way. I took a hot shower, got in bed, laid down, and knew I wouldn't be able to relax.The hubby is still at work. He's working on a big conversion that was supposed to be done at three this afternoon but it failed around six tonight and he had to

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-82562988060732890622009-01-11T17:41:00.004-07:002009-01-11T18:01:21.257-07:00

I can feel the stress closing in. And it's the weekend! Yesterday when I got up and began to make coffee I had that all too familiar lump in my throat. I had to consciously tell myself to relax, it's Saturday morning, there's nothing to be stressed out over. I was able to calm down and enjoy the day, but geeze, what is my deal?To resolve that stress I unconsciously resort to soothing behaviors

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-21200899205851992282009-01-08T21:27:00.004-07:002010-09-19T14:47:10.118-06:00

Oh, for the love of God! My sons are both back in Spanish 1 (don't ask) and IN THE SAME CLASS! They will no doubt torture the poor woman who teaches it, Mrs. H. Matt joined Jake for the first time today and already they are making Mrs. H crazy. Matt was given a list of class expectations to bring home and have his dad or me sign but they filled it out and Jake signed it in the parent or guardian

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-86018869171368291372009-01-05T16:59:00.008-07:002010-09-19T15:36:02.822-06:00

I have pushed my boys in many different things from schoolwork to sports to playing an instrument and I think pushing your kids to do their best, to be involved and to try new things is good for them and makes them better people. When the boys started playing football in 7th grade neither one of them did well at first. Jake had a hard time with the discipline and Matt had trouble with all of it.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-9338079342078074032009-01-04T21:17:00.007-07:002010-09-19T15:38:15.246-06:00

I'm trying a few new things this week but there are also old standbys coming. Jake told me not to long ago that I make like eight things really well and I should just stick with that... Wow, I thought I was a better cook than that, and I said as much. He said I rotate the same stuff all the time, not that I'm a bad cook. Thanks. Meal Plan for January 4 - 10 Chicken strips and fries Tuna

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-41911318947337628922009-01-03T19:54:00.010-07:002010-09-19T15:41:56.243-06:00

I took another unplanned break from my blog. I've thought every day about writing but either never got around to it or couldn't write a coherent sentence to save my life. Anyway, I'm back and hope I can keep going steady through the year... that's not a resolution though. Tee hee hee As far as resolutions go, I don't like them. I said as much last year but I made some goals for myself. I said I

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-9068510413471308672008-12-07T23:57:00.009-07:002009-03-01T21:35:58.559-07:00

Nature's cruel joke... This is the snow we woke up to on Thursday morning.And then we had SNOW! Honest to goodness snow fell Thursday night and we had 7.5" by sundown Friday. I got a couple of pictures of that too but this one was the only one that wasn't fuzzy. It's so dark but it was only 4:30 in the afternoon.A while back, I applied for a volunteer position that requires quite a lengthy

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-42755808521580519552008-12-07T23:32:00.005-07:002010-09-19T15:52:40.625-06:00

My mother-in-law is a piece of work. Oh, yeah. I forgot to say that I have two of them. The one that's giving me fits right now...? We'll call her MIL-1. The one I've mentioned previously will now be MIL-2. MIL-1 has been out of the picture for several years. We have seen her only four times since Lindsay was born and I was okay with that. The last time we saw her, or spoke to her, was a year

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-45022060233122492742008-11-29T23:00:00.008-07:002010-09-19T15:57:56.426-06:00

I worked Tuesday and Wednesday this last week. On Tuesday afternoon, I realized that there were only three full work weeks left in the year. "Oh, you are kidding me?" I actually said that aloud. Nope, I checked the calendar again and it's true - THREE WEEKS! I have to get ready for January, for sending the books at work to the accountant, I have to get IFTA done... and about a hundred other

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-47114042553553944332008-11-25T20:38:00.005-07:002010-09-19T16:01:19.471-06:00

Jake graduates this year, and with graduation comes the mother of all graduation parties - seeing how he's friends with half the school, it pays to host a party with others. So, in preparation for the mother of all graduation parties, four of us moms have decided to throw the party together, assuring we can not only afford the mother of all graduation parties but that the four kids involved*

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-46140039399578571242008-11-24T22:35:00.001-07:002008-11-24T22:40:12.004-07:00

I laughed so hard I cried. You have to see this!

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-49492222255137670872008-11-23T14:46:00.007-07:002010-09-19T16:03:45.185-06:00

I love me the meal plan. I do it every week now. I'm kid of bummed that I didn't post them here because it would have been nice to track. I've kind of expanded the way I do it though; I come up with the number of required meals but don't normally assign meals to days. I also have a list of main dishes that I can easily look over and pick from - that doesn't keep me from pouring over cookbooks

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-83859013286897596542008-11-23T14:21:00.008-07:002010-09-19T16:06:52.563-06:00

I haven’t felt like writing – for a lot of different reasons, none of which are really relevant right now. In order to feel like writing again I had to think a lot about why I wrote, who I was writing for, and what I was writing. After all that thinking (wow, did I just smell burning batteries?) I decided that I was going to go back to just writing for me. In a way, my blog didn’t even start out

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-28036217122568996342008-10-26T15:58:00.004-06:002008-11-23T15:22:01.979-07:00

There's a post up here that I couldn't agree with more.You have the right to agree or disagree with me, you have the right to your own opinion, but none of us have the right to tell people how to live their lives or that their life choices are 'wrong and a lie and unnatural'.Period.

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I just read something that made me proud of myself. You should read it too; I hope it gives you the same feeling.

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And, so did my son! I'm so proud of him, wanting to be involved and making the decisions on his own.Do your part - VOTE!

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-62981147341759241312008-10-23T22:57:00.004-06:002008-11-23T15:22:26.222-07:00

There is so much nastiness right now. I'm referring to the political bashing - against both candidates and supporters - that seems to have permeated everything. Even the comments on our local papers' website are down right disgusting.We don't have to agree. Vote for whomever you'd like and express yourself that way rather than name calling and venom.I can't wait for November 5th.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-9614481305729767432008-10-22T19:15:00.012-06:002010-09-19T16:09:50.897-06:00

Matt wrote a poem for English and I found it on my computer. I thought it was great and asked if I could share it. There are a few references that you may not understand, but for him they are meaningful.***I am from By Matt I am from buffalo steak, And Grandma’s sun tea. I am from Friday night lights, And a gridiron game. I am from snowmobiling at Bundy, And Christmas at the cabin. I’m from

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Sadly, Lindsay can't play soccer. She isn't allowed to participate fully in her yoga classes either but she isn't in any pain and she should be healed pretty quickly. She has a splint rather than a cast so it makes life easier, bathing and the like, as well as caring for the cuts she managed to get on her hand and arm. However, it doesn't provide enough support for the potential fall or contact

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-8528819786974513532008-10-19T18:27:00.004-06:002008-12-14T10:34:42.033-07:00

I thought it was time for a change of scenery. (Or... Isn't the banner picture beautiful?)I love Fall, all of the sights, smells and feelings involved. The smell of the leaves and the streets covered in them, beautiful! Soon we'll be able to smell woodsmoke in the evenings and there will be nothing more comforting. Funny, I really don't like winter but I welcome the season that ushers it in.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-30217770648184021542008-10-19T18:10:00.007-06:002010-09-19T16:14:25.142-06:00

Senior pictures are expensive. That being said, we took Jake's senior pictures ourselves. It was two hours spent on a Saturday in a beautiful park. The best pictures we took were of him sitting on rocks in a little stream bed. And there it is. Not bad for a novice.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-67946243626727832382008-10-15T18:19:00.003-06:002010-09-19T16:15:09.706-06:00

Lindsay! 10 Whole Years!

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As if we didn't have enough craziness in our lives! Lindsay broke her arm at school today. It should be noted that she broke her other arm, at school, last year on October 18! The girl is one huge accident waiting to happen! Now the good news. It's what's called a buckle fracture, which is incomplete and heals rather quickly. She will even be allowed to play soccer if she chooses considering

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-31137313692501278272008-10-13T21:10:00.010-06:002010-09-19T16:17:56.998-06:00

Updated to include another YouTube Video! This one's fun and you will TOTALLY UNDERSTAND what they're teaching my daughter! Let me clarify the problem with Lindsay's math curriculum. The problem does not lie in the actual math itself, but in the way the school, or district, is teaching it. They use something called Everyday Math, or Chicago Math, that provides students with an alternative way of

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-33375998771062583102008-10-11T20:25:00.002-06:002008-10-11T20:27:39.733-06:00

OMG - I couldn't help myself...Go check out this political joke!

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-4568066475980961562008-10-10T22:02:00.006-06:002010-09-19T16:21:04.503-06:00

It has been insanely busy around here since the beginning of school and I just haven't had the time to think about myself until this last week. We've got football, we've got soccer, I've been working more hours, the hubby's got classes, I started a class, and of course the kids are all in school and the homework is astounding. Rob and I recently had a disagreement with Lindsay's school regarding

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-50773476804894820912008-09-16T22:08:00.004-06:002010-09-19T16:22:38.826-06:00

Matt!16 Whole Years!

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Jake! 18 Whole Years!

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-52458457024723278872008-09-07T20:28:00.006-06:002010-09-19T16:26:34.066-06:00

This weekend has gone so fast. That's always how I feel when I work all day on Friday. When I got off work at 4, I met Rob and Lindsay at Matt's JV game that didn't end until about 5:30. Halfway through the game, Jake's girlfriend came to sit with us and we chatted the rest of the game. I really love that girl. The GF is an amazing girl, but I've probably already said that. Anyway, I waited at

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-37883860110596345132008-09-04T18:47:00.007-06:002008-09-04T19:11:56.085-06:00

Naughty Neighbors, I don't even know where this one is. It wasn't a bad book, but I never seemed to have the time.The Amber Chronicles? It's a lot of pages. Yeah, that's a cop-out. I just don't have the time...Wait, that excuse may have been used before...I've read Digital Fortress before and I'm just not into it right now.Besides, I just don't have the time.And I have a class starting in a month

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-39005705210803040112008-09-04T16:36:00.006-06:002010-09-19T16:38:35.565-06:00

The Bad Jake and Lindsay had bronchitis. It was very bad. Lindsay was so sick that she had to have a nebulizer treatment before they could even hear her lungs. Apparently, she has allergies that brought on asthma that allowed the bronchitis to develop. She's been on five different medications for two weeks. She missed three soccer practices and a whole week of school because she was too sick -

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-34736524254478422002008-08-21T21:41:00.002-06:002008-08-21T22:03:55.487-06:00

Yeah, it was that bad and I hated every second. But I'll try to do it again tomorrow.I went a mile. No, I didn't run it all. I managed to actually run for about a quarter of it, at most. My calf - just one - burned, and when I got home, that ankle was swollen. Go figure. I did worse than I'd hoped but I'll work on it.My boys were impressed though. They couldn't believe that I'd actually

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-15000911331488051042008-08-21T16:45:00.000-06:002008-08-21T17:40:23.332-06:00

So running is supposed to be good for you. I read that somewhere - in a blog, where else? Running has great benefits and while you may hate it, you will likely love it as well. We shall see.I've used arthritis as an excuse not to run or jog for years. Maybe I shouldn't, but I've got to try something more. Walking hasn't ever been enough for me, I don't feel like I've actually gotten a work out

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-36291279358382197942008-08-19T21:56:00.005-06:002010-09-19T19:39:59.980-06:00

My boss is trying to kill me. Okay, so I'll explain. We've had a problem at work, a small (we're guessing) fuzzy problem. A few weeks ago, I sat down at my desk, reached for the phone, and noticed little droppings... it was icky. I cleaned them up and looked at the rest of my desk - it's a big desk - and found MORE. It went from icky to gross. I picked up some of the droppings in a tissue (yes,

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-26641697789576855002008-08-18T17:06:00.008-06:002010-09-19T19:40:59.210-06:00

I was just going through pictures on my computer and found this one. I think it's AMAZING! I'd never seen it before. It was taken by a friend and one of over 400 that I loaded onto my computer for safe keeping - oh, and so I could have my I graduation pictures, thank you very much. This is Lindsay last summer, somewhere on the back side of the Horsetooth Rock trail.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-77351347593164654252008-08-18T16:06:00.007-06:002009-03-01T21:44:22.716-07:00

Tami was tagged for a "Pug Meme" but didn't know enough pug owners... My family had an English Springer Spaniel for just over five years. He's gone now, but we still LOVE Springers.How did you first learn about English Springer Spaniel's?A friend of ours was a breeder. She'd had Springers for years and adored them.What made you get an English Springer Spaniel?When our breeder friend's dog had

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-36771964511154749522008-08-18T15:13:00.007-06:002010-09-19T19:44:03.420-06:00

I am so frustrated with the Soccer Club and Lindsay's new coach right now that I could just scream, and I have - at least once. The soccer teams are made up of girls from all over Fort Collins and when there are not enough girls to make a full team from one school, they are combined with schools in the 'same geographical' area. Or that's the way it's supposed to work. Lindsay's team is made up

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-26189828142928892052008-08-17T19:15:00.004-06:002008-11-23T15:33:44.750-07:00

I read a lot of blogs; let's face it, I'm addicted. That means I get to see a lot of meme's. I read their answers and think of my own to the questions, like everyone else, I'm sure.I've noticed this question several times in the last couple of weeks, "Have you ever saved anyone's life?"Actually, the answer for me is "yes", but the story isn't amazing. Regardless, I'll tell it.I woke up to a phone

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-61043688250326136972008-08-15T11:21:00.006-06:002009-03-01T23:02:48.988-07:00

**Edited to add - Our Netflix came on Saturday! YEA!Look familiar? Well, we haven't seen any since we sent ours back on Monday. The Netflix system apparently has some problems and I'm about ready to have some withdrawal issues; I really wanted to see Sahara and Flight of the Phoenix, and I'm sure the hubby was looking forward to the next Stargate Atlantis disk! Maybe I'll have to curl up in my

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-88415024757010491522008-08-14T18:17:00.009-06:002010-09-19T19:47:02.412-06:00

I totally forgot to post any pictures of The GF's birthday party. She and her brother share a birthday but she's two years older than him. Their birthdays aren't until next week but the party was last Friday evening. They had a 50-foot slip 'n slide, sumo wrestler suits and a bouncy house - the kids are celebrating their 16th and 18th birthdays... Some kids... This is Jake and The GF. Check

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-39517598497299437612008-08-14T18:11:00.003-06:002008-08-14T18:15:47.846-06:00

Remember how I said I need to think of rainbows? Well, one showed up.I'm going to let it sink in for awhile.Maybe I'll see a pink pony this weekend... you don't think so?

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-6291174897567626602008-08-13T22:58:00.003-06:002009-03-01T21:45:37.388-07:00

The hubby fixed the fridge. Apparently, the pin and washer I found on the floor were all the parts we needed to put the door back on.It seems that my lovely refrigerator was assembled by the Kenmore people on a Friday afternoon because all of the screws and bolts seem to be loose and that's why the door fell off - the pin just worked it's way out.Thank heavens it's fixed. And I even managed to

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-58323276954613926972008-08-13T19:15:00.003-06:002008-08-13T19:38:28.442-06:00

We bought a new refrigerator last November when my old one took a crap. And it didn't really give us much notice, if you don't count that the compressor had been banging when it shut down for like... oh, I don't know, a YEAR? But seeing as how this is the first refrigerator that we actually own and the landlords don't because, well, it's our house, it was our responsibility to fix it or

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-26771567292126912362008-08-09T19:28:00.007-06:002010-09-20T08:36:38.963-06:00

I truly love the fact that I have several good friends. I have friends that have families that require lots of attention and I have friends who have more time to converse (read: chit chat with no point). Some people have the time and some don't, I accept that. These days though, I feel like I make everyone uncomfortable when I bear my soul, or even a tiny corner of it. I want so very much to

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-47630441837540095662008-08-09T14:50:00.008-06:002009-03-01T21:47:02.555-07:00

Today I was reading a loss blog of a woman whose son was stillborn. To be fair, I haven't read a whole lot of her. She's probably a wonderful person. The following just hit me wrong during a very difficult time I'm going through.She said, and I'll quote here,"...there is absolutely no need to tell me, a woman who has buried her only (much wanted, much planned for) son, about the prevalence of

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-26718919449798738192008-08-07T19:13:00.005-06:002008-11-23T15:36:46.903-07:00

I've been having trouble with a happy occasion in one of my friends lives. No, I'm not a bad person, but as much as I am happy for her, the situation has become very difficult for me.My friend Amaya and I have an odd connection. She lost custody of her son nearly 15 years ago to her control-freak mother who then had a permanent restraining order placed on her. She hadn't seen her son in all those

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-71658225454682596372008-08-01T21:41:00.007-06:002009-03-01T21:47:48.862-07:00

We had a microburst tonight - a massive gust of winds - that downed my neighbor's tree... right onto her new car.The winds picked up and peaked in about 15 seconds and then died out just as quickly. In those few moments I got up, closed the dining room window most of the way and was headed to the front door to rescue anything that might blow away outside.My daughter met me at the door

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-16256696545306679022008-07-31T10:30:00.005-06:002008-07-31T10:38:38.706-06:00

Wow - I'm all bad news, all the time. I'll have to work on posting some of the good things. As soon as I start noticing them, I'll start posting them, k?I woke up with a headache and soon realized it was a migraine. I hadn't had one in about a month so I was surprised. I was also in denial so I pulled a pillow over my head, fell back to sleep, and overslept by an hour.When I got to work, on

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-76619480820875895762008-07-30T21:00:00.006-06:002010-09-19T19:59:37.434-06:00

Today there was kicking and crying at my house. You could almost call that an accomplishment since it's normally worse than that, except today it made me downright angry. Why can't they be nice to each other? Why is that so difficult? I ask them but they never have anything to say except, "Well if he/she didn't...." For some reason, the boys believe that it is their God given right to torture

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-67261169918195943132008-07-29T14:49:00.003-06:002008-07-29T14:56:06.560-06:00

So I'm at work and my cell phone rings. Not uncommon, the kids call all the time during the day, as do those people who want all my paycheck - are those two the same thing?Anyway, the caller ID says that it's a friend of mine from from college. She's lived in Denver for the past three years and I only see her once a year but we call about every two months to catch up on eachother's lives.She

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-26434311438220930252008-07-28T15:49:00.005-06:002008-11-23T15:38:24.917-07:00

Safeway is getting on my nerves. They are one of six large chain grocery stores in town (if you count Super Wal-Mart and the just opened Super Target - with whom I'm falling in love, by the way).I've been a loyal Safeway shopper for 12 years now, even when their prices seem to be the highest in town and they can't decide how they want the groceries arranged and in which aisle they belong. I

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-54833081651088869702008-07-23T22:02:00.003-06:002008-07-23T22:08:04.076-06:00

You'll find my picture there.I have some serious 'oh, woe is me' attitude going on. I hate it when that happens because I'm a complete wreck and I'm pathetic. I've decided to accept that my neighbor is going to move. She's not only going to move, but she's going to leave me behind! Oh, wait. That's what moving is, right? Yeah… That's how pathetic I am.My neighbor hasn't even found out how

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-39424076281762721072008-07-22T21:27:00.007-06:002010-09-19T20:05:18.903-06:00

This evening I took Matt driving. He got his learners' permit on Monday and this was his second time out. We own a stick shift and my theory has always been that when you first learn to drive, it should been on a manual. I've been careful about only driving when the traffic is light, starting out in empty parking lots and driving around our neighborhood. But this evening we noticed that the

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-82628606645727290802008-07-20T17:08:00.000-06:002008-07-20T17:09:57.282-06:00

Oh, have MERCY! I've been reading about BlogHer for months now and it never meant much to me because, well... My blog is a baby? Yeah, that's it. I had no idea what it was all about and I had no interest in meeting all of the mommy bloggers out there because I wasn't one of them.NOT!I may not be popular, I may not have but a handfull of readers and not even begin to understand Technorati

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-80448294446050586662008-07-14T03:51:00.003-06:002011-01-01T10:21:15.038-07:00

This is, quite literally, just a mess of mostly-unrelated topics with massive punctuation overuse, too many adjectives, meaningless ideas and a total and utter disregard for your time - READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! It's 1:30 in the morning and I'm exhausted but I cannot sleep. I suffer from insomnia quite a bit. The morning after brings headaches, neck and back pain, more exhaustion I can't relieve,

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-74035592702378916682008-07-12T21:03:00.005-06:002008-07-14T03:55:57.488-06:00

I found a quote on Tami's site that inspired me. Insults with class! There is a whole page of them. Go check it out... go, do it and be quick about it. Then come back... please?Worth it, wasn't it? I thought so.There's one that made me think of myself... "He had delusions of adequacy." - Walter KerrMaybe that's what I should have named my site...'Delusions of Adequacy" I'll have to consider

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-7788164529406139912008-07-09T22:04:00.003-06:002008-07-09T22:11:24.301-06:00

Tami was right. It is really difficult to get good pictures of food. Tonight I made a zucchini pie to go with dinner. I found the recipe on Pillsbury's website. It's similar to the recipe I had a couple of years ago. I played with it and came up with something pretty yummy. Of course, I forgot to take pictures before I sliced it and ate some of it.It was pretty good. You should try it.

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-40854103214071935482008-07-07T18:48:00.006-06:002009-03-01T22:53:03.229-07:00

I added a new widget to my side bar. It shows the books you've read, are reading or plan to read. So far I've only added what is in my book bag - the bag I take to work with me and that's almost always near my desk when I'm home. This way I don't lose anything - or at least not easily!I've owned the blogging book for months and I keep it in my bag to dig out when I'm feeling lost at the computer

Breehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16351727306828688571noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190977107004393610.post-50586198828146523562008-07-06T16:59:00.005-06:002010-09-19T20:10:16.412-06:00

Matt and I stopped by the Farmers Market today right before they closed. We filled a big bag with veggies for $10. It's a pretty good deal. We bought beets, turnips, an onion ('cause I only needed one), zucchini, yellow squash, peas, green beans, carrots and cucumbers. The bag probably weighed 20 pounds. Too bad we don't eat cooked greens or we'd have lots more for our $10. I happend to have

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I have ideas for blog posts all of the time but never seem to be able to get them written down anymore. I'm working on a post about my brothers, though it's only a few sentences so far. I've thought about posting about health frustrations I'm experiencing right now, but thinking about it is draining. So I thought I'd just summarize our holiday. I was supposed to meet my parents for breakfast

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I guess we have to take the good with the bad sometimes. We did buy a 'new' car last week. It's a 1998 Ford Contour. It's red, not bright and not brick, somewhere in between. I'm kind of in love with it. On the other hand, I've been in a lot of pain this last week. Yesterday was excruciating, but I survived. It's depressing to have to be in this same place again after so much time, surgery and

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I'm crossing my fingers... I'm thinking positive thoughts... I have the money... (thanks to my boss) Now I need to pray for patience. Tomorrow after work, the hubby and I are going to Loveland to look at a car. If all goes well, I'll drive it home tomorrow night. This isn't the car, it's the same color and body style - 1999 Ford Contour

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Lindsay fell asleep reading a book next to her chair on the floor. She was too cute so I had to take a picture. She had a long weekend, helping with the new chairs, some cleaning and spending time with her grandparents. This is my desk - when it's clean. There are really only two distinct piles and that is a huge plus for my desk. Every bill, paystub, school note, photo, scrap of paper,

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There is a method to my meal planning madness. The goal is to feed my family, for a week, for $100 or less. This is out of necessity, not some desire to save tons of money. So far I've done okay. I have back up food in my freezer, and I budget a little extra for quick stuff from Schwans. This week I went to the store before I had everything planned out and I spent almost $100 for less than the

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Last week we skipped a few planned meals. I never really was happy about making spaghetti casserole in the first place, so the kids just ate leftovers. Tonight, Lindsay made dinner for us out of her Children's Cookbook; Tater Tot Casserole isn't too bad. It's only got ground beef, tater tots, cream of mushroom soup and milk in it. Meal Plan for June 16 - 22 Monday - Spicy Beef and Broccoli

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It's finally my 100th post and I have a list of 100 things about me - some are about my kids and husband though, I guess I've cheated a little. 1. I have a pen fetish. However, I’m not as bad as my friend Crystal, she’ll steal pens from the wait staff at restaurants because she likes the pen she signs the credit card slip with. Weird. 2. My father died in a small plane crash when I was five

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Aspen Mountain has enough snow to open for skiing this weekend! It is unbelievable. I just thought I'd share that bit of information. My weekend is over and work is waiting for me in the morning. I've tried to make this weekend productive - at least the very end of it. Lindsay and I cleaned out some cupboards and a closet today. It felt good but I don't have enough room in my trash tote to put

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Like I said, planning last weeks' meals was a great idea and helped a lot. This week I shopped for most of our meals at Sam's, with future weeks' meals in mind as well.Meal Plan for June 9 - 15Monday - Chicken, Black Bean and Corn Quesadillas with sour cream, salsa, avocado, lettuce, tomato and tortilla chips. From Allrecipes.comTuesday - Spicy Shredded Beef on french hard rolls with potato

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Poor Lindsay. Her vacation was cut short by a JUNE snowstorm in the mountains. They had 8 inches of snow in fewer hours and it wasn't stopping. She came home Thursday afternoon and I was happy to see her - even if it did cut short my time away from her. The boys were at football camp at CSU for 13 hours a day on Thursday and Friday. They had camp this morning until noon, came home, whined for

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