tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824500306823465132012-02-12T00:07:51.019-05:00Undergrad, Med school, Residency + Family & Home Ownership....That's Ms. Amy to You...http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357451593852423745noreply@blogger.comBlogger5801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882450030682346513.post-50486660794963670112012-02-09T07:00:00.000-05:002012-02-09T07:46:03.330-05:00

I am still in post-party-decompression-and-catch-up-mode around here, and between that, and planning another mini-event for next Saturday, I have not been thinking much about anything useful or beautiful in my home. I mean, other than the fact that I no longer have 4 overflowing laundry hampers. That is absolutely gorgeous. But The William Morris Project looms large in my mind, so I

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I enjoy salads but I rarely eat them because I don't like to make them. I know, it seems perverse, as I will whip up a batch of brownies at the drop of a hat, but drag my feet at the thought of chopping a little lettuce. And yet, I've found a salad that I've eaten at least 5 times in the last 2 weeks. No picture, but the original post (found via Pinterest) is here.  I've found that you can

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My girl turned 8! We've been talking up her 8th birthday for many months now, and one of the promises that was made referred to a party.  A real, in our home, with friends, party. It's been 3 years since our last party, and now I remember why. First, we chose the theme: beach/ luau.  Super fun for FEBRUARY, right?  Yeah, especially in the Midwest when we will likely be snowed in, iced

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Once again, I was super stressed about getting my William Morris Project done, but this morning I realized that I actually have not one but TWO to share!  Two!  Yay me! What's this you say?  Other than being a sad representation of my ability to procrastinate finishing up projects.... it is also the doorway trim FINALLY going from brown to white! Way back in November the walls

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I get lots of random questions about "where we are" in our family.  I'm taking this as an opportunity to blog & answer some of those questions here.  Hope this helps! Q: So, your husband is a Doctor?  How did that happen? A: He is a Doctor, aka a Physician.  After high school, he spent 5 years in the Navy as a Hospital Corpsman.  For him, this means he acted as a cross between a Physician

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Oh, this was a tough week. Good intentions, but zero motivation. Wait, that's not totally true.  I started stripping the wallpaper border in the living room.  And immediately ran into trouble.  Unlike the kitchen, this wallpaper seems to have been applied with E-6000.  It took me an hour to remove a 4' section using my trusty hot-water-and-vinegar formula. I think I'm going to have to

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As much as I like to think that I am a chain-restaurant snob, there's a reason that they sprawl across the nation and entice us with greasy burgers, perfectly crunchy fries, and spicy sauteed chicken bites.  It's decent.  And consistent.  And readily available. Well, now that I live 2 hours from our favorite chain restaurants (OK, we DID drive only an hour for Chipotle..... but that was 3

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For this week, I set a challenge for myself based on one I saw at Makeunder My Life. I challenged myself to Throw Out 50 Things. After doing a BIG purge while moving this summer, I was a little doubtful that I would be able to easily rustle up 50 more items to throw out.   And yet, here we are.  Some of these were easy, some I had to search for, and a few I had already earmarked for

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We were lulled to sleep last night by the patter of rain.  We woke to the whine of the rising wind, to a world frosted over.  Snow is rare here, usually flaking and melting in a matter of hours. Sub-freezing temperatures may allow this dusting to stay. Skittering over subtly icy roads. Swirling across roofs. Blanketed in white, the landscape seems foreign and bleak. Not

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I have never been a fan of wallpaper.  Maybe I have just been scarred by previous experience (growing up with PLAID wallpaper in the kitchen, stripping paint-able wallpaper from plaster walls in our first home).  But it's always been a no-go for me.   Fortunately, I did not let that deter me when we looked at our Ohio house.   Stripes + decorative china + sunflowers + green + burgundy

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I know, I said that I was going to limit each month to 3 goals.  And I will.  Sort of.  So, maybe I'm taking it back. But not really.  I don't know.  I think I'm just adding a bit more, but these aren't really goals, but more of projects.  Yes, we'll call it a project. I love Jules over at Pancakes and French Fries.  Not only is she smart and sassy, but she has a lovely way with words.  I like

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I am not a fan of resolutions.  I appreciate a fresh start as much as the next person, but 1/1 just feels a little arbitrary for making 12 months worth of sweeping goals.  Even if your goal is to sweep more often. *Ba-DUM-BUMP* *crickets* Instead, at the start of each month, I'm going to write 3 goals, to be completed for that month only.  Much like I prefer a minimalistic approach to a To-Do

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Making marshmallow snowmen. Decorating sugar cookies at the Ward Christmas Party Seeing Santa! Sibling gift: potato stamped sleep shirt. Easy, quick, & age-appropriate. Class party - making graham cracker gingerbread houses. Decorating cookies for Santa on Christmas Eve. We haven't done this before, but it was a nice way to keep them busy  before 

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I found this idea on Pinterest (where on earth did we get our ideas before Pinterest?), and decided it would be the perfect Christmas gift: DIY Photo Canvas. Supplies Needed: (I think everything on this list can be found at Walmart) Scrapbooking paper Photos to mount Artist canvas in the size to match the photos Mod Podge in Matte finish Brush or foam applicator Ink pad & sponge Clear

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We don't have a lot of Christmas traditions.  Sure, there are a few: Going to see Santa, enchiladas on Christmas eve, Pajamas all day on Christmas.  But there are no do-or-dies.  We don't see The Nutcracker every year.  We don't go ice skating.  We don't drive to see Christmas lights & then feast on hot chocolate.  We don't wrap our gifts on Christmas eve.  We don't wear ugly Christmas sweaters.

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We are broke around these parts.  Real, real broke.  I've sliced and diced that budget to the point where every penny is accounted for, and the only wiggle room we have is in food.  I don't know about you, but food is not some place I like to skimp, so the wiggle room is in fact more of a tremor than an actual booty shake. Enter Aldi. Despite our pea-sized town, we have an Aldi.  I had never

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I have to craft when the impulse strikes me, or I'd never get anything made.  It's not usually at night, after the kids have gone to bed. Or during naptime, which wouldn't be helpful anyway, as he has decided to cut naps down to a scant 45 minutes a day - without prior approval, I might add. This really puts a crimp in my sitting around, eating truffles, watching Tori and Dean time.   PS,

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I try to be open minded.  Really, I do.  But something in me always balked at the idea of white chicken chili.  I was suspicious of the base (What makes it white?  It can't be good). Many recipes include corn, and you know I can't stand corn IN my food.  And those white beans?  Just......ICK. Once again, I was wrong, wrong, wrong. I don't know why, but when I saw the delicious looking picture

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One of the fun things about small town living is all the small town celebrating that goes on.  Our city likes to kick off the Holiday Celebrations with a Thanksgiving weekend parade, complete with the high school marching band, a herd of firetrucks, lots of candy being thrown, homemade floats, and did I mention the candy? Big Sis got to participate with her dance team, and loved being the

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I love my camera.  I don't understand it very well, but I am trying.  She's a very understanding device so we get along just fine.  Believe me, she does most of the work in this relationship, and the least I can do is support her by showcasing her fine efforts in print.  Folks that is a long winded way to say that she snaps it and I print it. I used to think all printers were alike.  Costco? Fine

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Pinterest has expanded my world in 100 different ways.  While it's fun, and addictive, I have found it is most fulfilling when I actually DO/ BUY/ TRY the things I see on there.  I've made several craft projects, purchased a few etsy items, and actually cooked up a couple of new recipes.  Some of my Pinterest adventures have been a success, some need tweaking, and a precious few have been spot on

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Did you know I am craft deficient?   Sure, I can glitter with the best of them, but when it comes to sewing, I am a bit... lacking.  I don't know what it is, but I just can't keep myself from winging it.  I don't like to measure 3x and cut once.  I usually just eyeball it and take a whack at it.  It's just fabric, right?  And somehow, it always works out.  Maybe I have a magic sewing machine, or

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The title may be a bit misleading, as we're going to be talking about Christmas and gifting and no, my dearest husband, firearms are NOT one of your presents this year (so sorry.... maybe in 5 more years?). Let me also preface this by saying that I am a Gift Giver.  I love to give presents, and I love to receive gifts.  In my head I know that stuff doesn't equal love, but this idea was ingrained

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My poison ivy is finally healed up.  And by healed up I mean that it looks healed but I still scratch at it 3 times a day.  It was bad enough that I have scarring.  While I would never, ever wish poison ivy on my worst enemy, I will give you a tip if you find yourself afflicted: hot water.  As hot as you can stand it, in the shower, twice a day.  It's the only thing that subdued my need to

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Grinchy or not, I've made a list.  I don't make it for me. I make it for Them.   Does that seem bratty?  It's not meant to be.   You see, knowing who I am (picky) this is just the best way to do it.  And for us, it works.  They get a list of items that I would be thrilled with and I get the comfort of knowing that I did not saddle anyone with the passive aggressive statements of "Just pick

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In an effort to redeem myself from the whining of my last post (because really, don't we all read blogs so that we can make ourselves feel bad that we're not recycling our tin cans into precious pen holders or stitching up reusable sandwich baggies or decorating our new apartments with nothing but $30 and a trip to Goodwill?)..... Wait, where was I?   Oh, right.   My doldrums of a few

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So.... I inadvertently took a 2 week break from blogging.  I wasn't planning on it, but due to Life, and company, and then more company, well, here we are on November 14.  I thought that I would wake up this morning feeling vigorous and ready to get back to "normal", but instead I find myself saddled with the doldrums. I wanted to plan our meals, replenish the pantry, catch up on the 6 loads of

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When I'm happy, I eat.  When I'm sad, I eat.  When I'm lonely, I eat.  The only time I don't seem to eat is when I am sleeping or busy with projects.  With as much work as this house needs, I have been eating less, but still.... it's not really one of those you can just stop doing, is it?  (OK, you can, but really it's just not optional if you want to do ridiculous things like walk or form a

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Despite my lack of Halloween enthusiasm, I caved & made take-home treats for the 2nd grade Fall Party (Note: apparently it's not PC to say "Halloween" anymore.  I say WHATEVER.)  In order to have the biggest impact with the least amount of effort, I chose to go with the always popular dipped marshmallow treat.  They were supposed to be mummies, but after 24 squares used up every drop of

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3 weeks tomorrow, and still going strong! (Forgive my dry, dirty toes.  This was taken after a day of painting the family room while in my bare feet. Yes, that's the wall behind my houndstooth toes.  Yes, it's beige.)

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With very little bribery I convinced the kids to dress as pirates this year.   A matching skirt and vest, a couple of hand stitched hats, and some dollar store swords later.... and we were in the pillaging and plundering business! They collected lots of booty on Saturday night (in these parts, trick-or-treating is scheduled for the Saturday before the 31st, from 6:30-8:00pm), and

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I am a carb-lovin' girl.  I see the merits of the South Beach diet, but could never, ever stick to it long term, because let's face it: Bread is Life.  Take away potatoes, take away noodles, but don't touch my bread!  I know my weaknesses, and because of this, I also know better than to stock up on crusty, fragrant, yeasty fresh bread.  I'm almost glad to live so far from Trader Joe's, as

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We've talked about having a firepit for years.  Poking through Pinterest, and looking around our yard, we realized that we had everything we needed to attempt one (specifically a decent supply of  "Wall" stones).  At the back of our lawn we have two odd areas of "landscaping".  One had a sad little tree, about a dozen pieces of rotten wood, and plenty of weeds - all outlined with a double row of

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I started writing a blog post about how we've all been sick & J has croup and every time he has a coughing fit I have a mini heart attack as I imagine his throat is closing up and then I wonder if I'd have the guts to grab a ballpoint pen and punch an actual hole in his trachea so he could breathe again (I do, but let's not test that statement).  Oh, then I was going to rant about the smattering

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Halloween is just one of those holidays I don't get super excited about.  I like to decorate.  I like to dress up. I like to eat candy.  But I can do those things any day of the year (although I do get funny looks when I wear my cat ears grocery shopping).  I was having a particularly tough time feeling spooky until my Mom sent me a big box of decorations.  These mostly consist of Annalee dolls.

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I've wanted to try these since they launched months ago.  The idea seems intriguing - nail polish strips - like the old press on nails I remember from junior high - but hopefully with better results.  They come in a rainbow of colors and a variety of designs including butterfly, bamboo, leopard, camouflage, glitter, fishnet & denim. At $8.50/ box, they are not cheap.  But I was particularly

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When we moved into the house, we did so knowing that the previous owners had pets (4 cats + a dog at some point + rabbits), and that the carpet was vintage 1995 - and white!  We replaced the carpet in the Master & hallway out of necessity, but debated on what to do with the rest of the house.  I chose to DIY with a Bissell take home steam cleaner rented from Lowe's.   I had never used one

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aka: Adventures in Wallpaper Removal When we moved into the house, I knew it needed work.  And I wasn't afraid of that.  Fortunately for us, the majority of the work is cosmetic: paint, paint, and yep: more paint.  Unfortunately, our new abode also contains wallpaper.  I am not a fan myself.  I think it mostly looks dated, tacky, and generally hideous.  Particularly when adorned with teacups

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Cue the Hallelujah chorus, it's (almost) done! I love my bathroom so much that even though it is still the size of a postage stamp, it makes me feel content every time I step through the door.   We went from 15 year old builder's basics to a slightly customized, cool, calm, and collected retreat, and with some tough decisions we kept it within budget, too.   Honey oak cabinet

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Good gravy.  It's been so long since I've posted that I actually had to go in and check my own blog to see what was important enough that I wrote about it.  It's only been a week, but it feels like a month. I feel like I've run into a case of writers block.  Or boredom.  Or maybe it's really apathy?  Mixed with a touch of lethargy? And a dash of Pinterest burnout. I'm sure no one wants to

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I am not SuperMom.  Or SuperWoman. Or even SuperAmy.  I want to be.  I wish I were.  But I am not.  I have so many limitations, and I struggled against them for years.  But I am tired now.  Or perhaps that truly is just code for "older and wiser".  And as the days and months seem to increasingly fly away from me, acceptance begins to creep in and wrap itself around those struggling thoughts

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I have never been a fan of grocery coupons.  And yet with a new budget and a new location, I wonder if I'm missing out on some big secret or club.  We all know I love to save a buck.  But my grocery bill is pretty stable from month to month, and I'm racking my brain to figure out a way to bring it down.  I already plan meals, avoid impulse trips to the store, eat leftovers, bake my own bread, and

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For me, a move always signifies the chance for a new beginning.  An opportunity to change things I don't like and expand upon what's working.  Coupled with the new school year, and a whole new layout for our house, and we are ripe for an update around these parts.   I've never been one to work from a set schedule, always preferring to fly by the seat of my pants.  I always get the job done, but

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This move was both one of the easiest, the hardest, the quickest, and most drawn out of the many, many moves of our marriage (this was #7).  We normally go with the DIY method of renting a large truck with car trailer, but I this time I took a risk and we moved by "container". After surfing the interwebs and price comparing, I decided that ABF was the way to go.  ABF offers a number of

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Monday: Rejoice in a quiet, rainy day at home with the family. Ran to Home Depot & 2 Lowe's stores.  Bought bathroom supplies: cabinet paint, mirror, cabinet handle, light fixture.  Also broke down & bought 2 patio chairs & cushions on clearance (love them!).   I painted the cabinet in the bathroom, and stared morosely at the blobs of paint I fudged on the ceiling.  Decided to tackle that another

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Until a few months ago, I had never heard of this product.  A friend in Michigan mentioned it, and said it worked wonders in taking out stains.  Being the mother of 2 chocolate-ice-cream-loving children, I am ALWAYS on the look out for a new stain removal product.  Well, this isn't new, and is in fact over 100 years old!   Although it was created as a laundry soap, a common home remedy

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My Mother-in-Law came to visit last month.  She flew into Des Moines, drove back to Ohio with the kids & I, and then kindly wrangled them for 4 days while we were floating on the Caribbean.  When we returned, it was time to show her a little local flavor. The tour of our new hometown took an entire half hour, so I expanded our Ohio love to include a trek out to the Longaberger Homestead.  I

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When we were given the opportunity to attend Med School graduation this summer, it was never a question of "if" we would attend, but "how".  In the end, it required two separate road trips and a slight re-routing of vacations (My MIL flew in from Provo.  Did you know there are flights out of Provo now?  Indeed, and I hear they are very popular).  For me, it would be 28+ hours in the car with my

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A few days after graduation, this handsome devil swept me away for a weekend vacation.   We took a quick cruise out of Miami, down to Nassau, and back.   It was 2 days and 3 nights of kid-free bliss.  Don't get me wrong, I LOVE my kids.  But I think every marriage can benefit from time away.  There's just something about eating dinner without having to ask for the 14th time that your

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Our Summer was cut short with school starting 10 days ago.  Yes, it's already been 10 days.  Although it brought an end to our lazy days (or not-so-lazy August), I was secretly humming the Hallelujah chorus as the thought of a stricter routine and fewer cries of "I'm bored".  While she dove right back into the swing of things, I am still adjusting to the dreaded Making of Lunch each weekday. 

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He graduated! After 4 of the longest years of our life together, he GRADUATED.  Don't get any high-falutin' ideas, though.   I may have to call him Doc now, but he still has to mow the lawn every week. 

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My little blog, I know I have neglected you.  I know.  You don't need to keep reminding me with your baleful stares and spotty August posts.  I'm back again, and I promise to do better.  We have much to catch up on, so let's begin with a new look for Fall (OK, it's now September, we can proclaim our love for Fall even though it's supposed to be 96 today). Do you like it?  I think it feels

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Do we have to come back from vacation?  Really?  Are you sure?   Did it really not bother the previous owners to have green mold growing inside their bathtub knobs?  Because it really bothers me, and I haven't even used that tub yet.  Should "brass" be a valid color in home decor?  It really just seems like an affront to good taste.  $40 for a curtain rod?  It's a metal tube... Really? The

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It's the beginning of day 4 of  "Operation Indoor Campout".  That's what I've had to call it to get the kids to stop whining about sleeping on a camp pad upstairs while Mama sleeps in splendiferous comfort on the really, really cold blow-up mattress (see kids, we are all making sacrifices). While I think they have enjoyed having no furniture to play around (it's so much easier to run laps when

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My Mom gifted Big Sis with a set of Little House on the Prairie books for Christmas last year.  She has yet to dive into them (despite my enthusiasm), but I've started re-reading them in the last few weeks**. As a girl, I loved these books.  I pictured myself living on the prairie, playing in the stream, churning butter with Ma.  My own Ma even made me a pioneer dress complete with

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We interrupt this move to bring you the following Deep Thought of the Day: You know that point you get to when you're moving - when you look around you and simultaneously think: "This will never end.  It will seriously NEVER END." and "Would I really miss any of this stuff if it spontaneously combusted?"? Yep, that's where I'm at right now. PS - my kids are riding both ends of the

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My eternal quest is to find THE PRODUCT that will make my hair beautiful.  The near-constant high humidity coupled with hair that is sometimes wavy, stick straight in spots, and usually surrounded by a halo of frizz, all equal a daily tonsorial challenge.  I am always, always on the lookout for a product that will tame the frizz, create soft waves, and generally give me the crowning glory I so

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We rolled into our weed-filled driveway at 10:30 last night.  After a slow start to the weekend, this was a quietly emotional return. I stared at the green front door, and willed myself to exit the car.  I didn't want to go into the hot, smelly house.  Entering meant that we had to return to our Michigan life, even if it was just for a few more days.  I will miss the friends, but not the place.

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I recently realized how drastically different our summer diet has become.  With the heat - the true heat - and humidity firmly entrenched, our diet mostly consists of: popsicles, cold cereal, peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, fruit, Sonic beverages, and the occasional grilled item. Not terribly diverse, is it? Without A/C the last place I want to be is in the kitchen.  Doing dishes has

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Out of sheer boredom and a driving to desire to Get! Out! of the! HEAT!, we took a drive north.  It brought us to Port Huron, and the melding of the St. Clair River with Lake Huron.  Until recently, we did not know about the sandy beaches and calm waters of the Lake.  Nor did we know of the random beach closures due to E. coli.  By continuing our journey north, we prevailed.  A lovely stretch of

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The question has been posed, so here are a few suggestions. West Elm gift card:  I love the clean, modern products from West Elm.  I am particularly in love with this duvet cover (seriously, I think I actually drooled), and this blue pillow. Not together, of course.   Amazon gift card... or something from my Amazon wish list.  You can find my wish list via my email address.   Here's a sampling

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Do you know what's coming up? Do you? Do you? Other than..... Closing on our house... Moving... Celebrating a newly anointed physician in the family... New schools, parks, dance academy, playgroups... Road trips..... Family visits.... Isn't it enough? Of course not, for we must throw a birthday in there too! Mais Oui, my birthday fast approaches. (Do you see the small bonfire above?  

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It seems this is truly a year of changes, as Big Sis did something I never thought would happen.....She had her hair cut! We had talked about it for a while, but I really didn't think she'd go through with it. Before: (hair halfway down her back) After! She is adorable with her bob, and it seems to offer the best of both worlds.  Long enough to still use headbands, hairbows, and even form 2

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I'm only about 3.5 weeks late in posting this, but here are some snaps from Big Sis' ballet recital: Her class did a dance from Tangled, and she did an amazing job.  I don't have any shots from the actual recital because I had to pick between still shots & video (they only allow filming during the dress rehearsal, and they only do one run-through). I missed the video last year, so I had to

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I took Big Sis to the movies yesterday.  It was an impromptu, last minute, we-only-have-20-minutes-to-race-across-town-&-make-it-there-in-time-decision.  But we made it. In the car, she asked if she could get a Kid's Pak (popcorn, gummies, and a drink for $5).  I asked if she had her own money, and she said she didn't bring any.  My reply: "Then we're going to do it my way." We rolled into

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I think this about sums up what's going on around here.  Yes, despite the fact that we have 34 days until we can actually begin moving, I am packing every day.  Just a few boxes here and there, but I'm doing it.  Part of me looks around and thinks "We have plenty of time, why start now?".  And the other part looks around and thinks "The more you do now, the less you have to do later.".   The

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My husband asked me today why I haven't posted lately. My response:  "I don't know.  I just don't have much to say.  And I'm sure nobody wants to hear me talk about how much I'm looking forward to getting out of here and on to Ohio." To be clear:  I will miss the people, but not the place.  More on that later. And really, I'm trying to live in the now.  Every day that we wake up to cool

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Summer, I am not a fan of you.  I know you know, but I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page. I don't like your heat, your humidity, your blazing sun.  I don't like that your favorite gifts are burned skin, frizzled hair, and beads of sweat. But Summer, I am willing to do my part to make things better. Instead of lazing around the house all day, we're going to get up each morning

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Inspired by a friend's blog, I thought I'd share a few of my favorite things with you. 2Do App for iPhone I make my daily to-do list, keep random shopping lists, and generally stay on top of things all thanks to this app.  Super easy to use! Nike FreeI picked these up last Fall, hoping they would be good for indoor cross-training.  They are OK for workouts (I have hard to fit feet), but I have

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Because I am a lady of leisure, I spend much time on the interwebs. Between eating bon-bons and lacquering my nails, of course. And when I have had my fill of the 5 websites I stalk regularly (Facebook, Twitter, Google Mail, eBay, Blogger), I will often jump from page to page in pursuit of something to amuse me whilst I am being fed peeled grapes. For one simply cannot peel a grape while

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Lemonade Drinking Hand Pie Eating Backyard Swimming BIKE RIDING! This post is mostly to commemorate the fact that Big Sis is now a no-training-wheels bike riding girl.  We found a bike in the appropriate size and it all clicked for her.  Within two days of testing it out, she was riding in circles around me.  We may have to find a bike trailer & a bike for me so that we can go on family

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Moving to Ohio means we'll be settled for four years. FOUR. I know it will go by in a blink, but after moving every 2 years for nearly the last decade, 4 years seems semi-permanent.  And as such, we decided to look into buying vs. renting.  Part of this is because we are all craving a little stability (4!  Years!).  And part of this is because of where we are moving.  Our new town has a small

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A few weeks back, we found ourselves with a free weekend.  Given that our days in Michigan are limited, we decided to cross off a must-see: Mackinac Island. This is the Mackinac Bridge - the state of Michigan's single largest asset. (as viewed from the UP) Old Mackinac Point Lighthouse The Bridge as viewed from Mackinac Point.We took the ferry over to Mackinac Island, and walked over to Fort

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I know I am late with this, but everything got a little crazy at the end of April, and we ended up taking an impromptu trip to Utah. Here's the recap, in brief: Week 1: $0 Week 2: $8.09 Week 3: $26.45 Week 4: $8.50 + n/a* * The $8.50 was for movie tickets on a Saturday morning.  This was a semi-class activity for Big Sis.  She & Daddy saw a show on African Lions (It was somehow related to

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Big J has been obsessed with trains for months now.  I think it happened when we visited Grandma & Grandpa this summer.  A kind neighbor brought over some of her grandson's trains for him to play with, and he was hooked.  When we returned home, he took a keen interest in any Thomas the Tank Engine show on Netflix, and he began his train empire with a metal train from TJ Maxx. He now has enough

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I am digging the blog eighteen25. I am using their Thanks-a-Latte printable for Big Sis' teacher, and am excited to send it to school with her this week. I also appreciate their free subway printables.... as well as the suggestion to print them at Costco (why did I never think of uploading & having the prints turn out AMAZING instead of AVERAGE??). Go check them out today.

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Last week I was talking with a friend about my amazing All-Clad find, and she mentioned that not only had she never heard of Barkeeper's Friend, but that it sounded like something containing alcohol (totally understandable given the name). Friends, let me share the love. My Dad first introduced me to the wonder that is BF.  And if my Dad knows something about something, it is cleaning.   As

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Day 16: Saturday!  It was cold & rainy again, so we had a slow morning & then went to the Y to swim for a bit.  We didn’t know they were also having an Open House, but it was a bonus for us, because we left with balloon animals & mini smoothies!  After we cleaned up, I made a Target run to buy Easter Goodies.  I know – this was a test of want vs. need, but I think I did OK.  I bought easter grass

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Well, if I am going to fail this No-Spending Experiment, I'm going to fail it in spectacular fashion.   Tell me what you see below: And if you answer (as my husband did) "A box of crap", then you are wrong.  What you see above is a box of All-Clad cookware I bought at my local thrift store. For $24.95.  ALL-CLAD : $24.95 I very nearly had a heart attack when I realized what lay before me.  And

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15 days down = halfway there! Day 8:  Finally Friday!  A cold, wet Spring Break is stretching me to my limits.  We are so very bored.  I did stock up at the grocery store, but did great.  I stuck to the list & didn’t even stop to ride the penny pony when we were done (I just didn’t want to wait behind the family of 7).  Total spent: $0  Day 9: Another cold day.  Woke up late, and after

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I've long been a fan of the magnetic knife holder. I have no idea where I saw this idea, but when we lived in Des Moines I insisted we hang one in our apartment kitchen.   The tired knife block was immediately put out to pasture in favor of this sleek update.  And why, oh why, did I never think of using it to hold my recipes, too??  Our next kitchen may end up with the entire backsplash accented

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What could be more apropos than having my 500th blog post be about food? Really, nothing. So here goes.... I am always on the lookout for new, simple recipes.  In the midst of a grey, cold, rainy Spring Break week, I came across a recipe for Hainanese Chicken with Rice on the Kitchn. An excerpt of the author's description of the recipe: "And finally you have this scrumptious rice — slippery

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I so frequently feel that products are all hype with little substance to back them up.  So I get a ridiculous amount of satisfaction in using tools that work well. Functional, sturdy, pleasing to look upon.  And if they are reasonable in price, my pleasure is doubled. My latest love is this little scraper from Sur la Table. At one point I bought it because I had a recipe that called for

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As explained before, I am both vain about my hair and not an early adopter of new products.  But one of those clearly swayed the other, and I recently convinced myself to try something NEW.  I'm an at-home hair colorer, and have been very happy with my preferred product (Clairol Perfect 10).  But I'd been hearing a lot of buzz about Foam Haircolor.  I read several items online, then a compelling

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Day 1: After 4 days of the stomach flu, I woke up feeling better.  Coupled with sunshine and day 2 of Spring Break, I decided it was time for family fun.  I knew my membership was up soon so I made the executive decision, and we packed up to head out to the Detroit Zoo.  I did stop at the grocery and bought snacks to tide us over.  I also topped off the gas in my car – all allowed under the ‘

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Mmmmmm... mini lasagna! I used my usual recipe, but cut the noodles & made them in a muffin tin! Note to self: Reduce cooking time to 10-12 minutes.  Note to self, part 2: Yes, improvising with jumbo shells when you run out of lasagna noodles works just fine.  

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April is a month of changes.  From the celebration of Easter and the true beginning of Spring, to rising temperatures and the unveiling of snow white arms, April is all about evolution. And this April will include the evolution of our budget.  For this year, we are putting a stop to all unnecessary spending.  This means no car washes, no eating out, no snacks, no movies, no lip gloss, no sodas,

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After church on Sunday, I had a salad for lunch* & immediately started feeling sick.  Upset stomach, the chills, achy - I was a mess.  I skipped dinner and went to bed at 9pm.   Nine! I woke at my usual time on Monday morning & had to drag myself out of bed.  Despite a delicious 9 1/2 hours of sleep, I was no better.  I rallied long enough to put on sweatpants and get Big Sis to school (but not

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My husband laughs at how excited I get when Friday rolls around.  Being a SAHM, I can see his point - every day is a little like the weekend for me.  I just love that I don't have to get up and whip myself into a frenzy trying to get everyone out the door on time. I am also loving...... This project would be perfect for a grandparent gift or Mother's Day.  We are trying to make an effort to

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It's a step stool!It's extra seating!It's a lunch table!I love the Bekvam Stool from Ikea.  

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Did I mention that I am almost famous? Indeed, 'tis true. One can be famous by association, right?  I mean, if Gayle King, Kelly Ripa, and Dr. Phil can do it, so can I. For you see.... I am a WINNER. Specifically, I won a giveaway from the famous blogger Natalie Holbrook aka Nat the Fat Rat. So I am both a WINNER and FAMOUS BY ASSOCIATION.  Yes, life is nearly complete. And what did I

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(I guess I should be happy he is focused on getting his daily allowance of fruit & fiber)

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I am boggled that not only are we halfway through March of 2011, my Baby Boy is also 3!  We started our day with donuts & presents.  Frog Pillow Pet from Grandma Huff.  A HUGE hit.  More Thomas from Mom & Dad 3! During errands that morning, he got the special treat of riding with Bob the Builder.  Buzz Lightyear, Space Ranger. Big Sis loves to play dress-up.... and in the interest of

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Build a 7 foot snowman!

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Another week conquered.  Hard to believe we are nearly half-way through March, but it's true!  2011 is nearly one-quarter down.  Hoo-ray. (image from Whisk Kid.  I am drooling!) I am not much of a party go-er or throw-er, but these Party Tutorials make me want to whip up something fun and festive. I'm sure you've seen the lovely Rainbow Cake by Whisk Kid, but I can't get it off my mind.  

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Although we are far, far out from our summer move, my mind reels with the minutia of the homebuying process. Bedrooms, bathrooms, square footage, lot size, and of course: location, location, location. But there's more to buying a house than just the fun stuff. It's WORK. And this work is reviving memories of our previous home-buying experience. It was less-than-stellar, and because I

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Lent began yesterday. And while I am not Catholic, nor a fan of deprivation, I have decided to give something up in honor of the Lenten season. Soda. I don't drink it every day, but I find myself drinking it more often than I'd like should.  A Diet Coke here, a little lemonade-Sprite mixture there. I have been preoccupied with other things & find myself consuming these bubbly beverages

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Did you know today is Fat Tuesday?   (aka Paczki Day here in metro Detroit) In honor of a holiday which has no bearing or impact on my life, I decided to make a King Cake! Really, it was all for our Cajun Princess, born in the heart of Acadiana. Ok, really really it was just a reason to make cake.   King Cake Recipe from Our Best Bites (check them out!  lots of yummy stuff to be found!) Know

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Because, really, who doesn't like Dum-Dums?

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After watching a Scrubs episode featuring "Dr. Acula", my children decided to do this: 10 points for creativity!

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