tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300441202012-02-02T00:28:11.609-06:00Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.comBlogger8781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-84608157235842194772012-02-01T05:00:00.006-06:002012-02-01T05:00:08.237-06:00

I Corinthians 13:4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. This challenge marks the 6-month point for those

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-64432663219603875152012-01-31T05:00:00.002-06:002012-01-31T10:26:12.068-06:00

Well, we made it.  Some of us made it with several pounds less to show for it and some of us…not so much.  I for one am glad it’s over, but feeling really reflective.  This much is true: I don’t think that after this challenge, I can say with any measure of conviction that I’m otherwise “healthy” but that I just have some extra weight, or that I do “watch what I eat” or that I “don’t eat that

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  So Love. Yes, February is the month for sweethearts – and I totally enjoy the colors, the sentiment, and the idea that we celebrate finding that special someone. But let’s face it; this is a Hallmark Holiday if there ever was one.   Still, one of things about the Month of Love  that I think is often missing is the way we show love to our entire family. Not just our significant other. So this

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-62372652651735765202012-01-29T14:15:00.000-06:002012-01-29T14:15:54.203-06:00

This is the longest I’ve gone without a foodie update.  I’m here to let you know – I did not give up, I have not fallen off the wagon, and I have not gained back any weight I may or many not have lost.  Quite the contrary – I’m going strong! I’m here to just give you the basics today, because AB has been out of town for three days and that’s all I have the bandwidth for.  Ya feel me?  People with

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-84885233794490624672012-01-26T00:26:00.002-06:002012-01-26T08:00:15.321-06:00

Friends, on this, our 25th day together in this very difficult challenge, I have a treat for you that’s totally fat-free.  (Don’t go!)  I’m very happy to introduce you to one of my favorite people; Kate.  With only less than a week left in the challenge, I wanted to find a way to inspire and encourage you to keep on keeping on with the healthy changes so many of you have made this month.  Kate is

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-77207855107197275602012-01-23T23:02:00.000-06:002012-01-23T23:02:16.355-06:00

Several people have asked me if I plan on drinking Coke after the challenge. Sigh. This is such a tough issue for me. It shouldn’t be, but it stinkin’ is. I hate that it is. I have wanted to have a Coke every. single. day of this challenge. It has been the one thing I have been feeling lost without. The irony is that I only drink one or two cans a day. One for lunch, one for dinner. That’s my max

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-89735355040402051382012-01-21T22:15:00.003-06:002012-01-21T22:24:15.580-06:00

I hate this challenge.  AB hates this challenge.  We’ve said it over and over since Day 1.  We hate this challenge.  It’s so difficult.   If I didn’t have to be accountable to you, I would have quit week one.  I’m serious.  Week One.  Maybe even Week One, Day 2.  Quit and been “out like trout”.  Done.  Finished.  Sayonara. And yet… Daily Menus Thursday, 19th Breakfast: I didn’t eat breakfast.  I

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Yes, three days is much easier to manage.  Although, I’m not writing down what I eat so I can't remember it when it comes time to post.  I’ll just say it upfront.  I’m not particularly proud of my food choices this week, and I have missed another workout.  That’s two total for the month, but in the Couch 2 5K, it makes a difference.  UGH!  At least I can tell you my veins are STILL absent any

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-21133733617431255452012-01-16T00:14:00.002-06:002012-01-16T00:15:26.081-06:00

Sorry! I needed a posting break. I just can’t do it every day. It’s too much on an already burdened schedule of to-do’s. You understand, right? So I’m sorry in advance that this post isn’t full of inspiration and ideas! Maybe next time? Probably not then either. Who am I kidding? It’s the heart’s intent that counts, right? (Don’t answer that…)   Mini update: ***3 pounds down and no coke for 15

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-9795017778339151022012-01-13T07:51:00.001-06:002012-01-13T07:51:42.666-06:00

This two days at a time posting is easier and harder.  Easier on me because my days are so packed with to-do’s, but harder because I kind of can’t remember what I ate the day before.  Amazing how fast we don’t commit that kind of detail to memory.  Don’t worry – I’ve got it all below.  But no real pics…my bad! I’m happy to report that under severe duress (of my own making) I have gone 12 days

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-17552097465705291392012-01-10T23:44:00.000-06:002012-01-10T23:44:49.579-06:00

Admit it – you thought I fell off the back of the non-fat choo-choo, didn’t you?  Well, I figured I deserved a break somewhere – and if it can’t be with an ice-cold coke (drooooool) then it might as well be here.  I’ll do a brief Menu re-cap: Day 9 – Menu Breakfast: 1 cup of Life cereal Lunch: Turkey sandwich, much like the ones I’ve already posted about, with a few strawberries PM Snack: 

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-5938986242406695572012-01-09T01:00:00.002-06:002012-01-09T01:04:14.434-06:00

So week two began and with it, a mound of laundry roughly the height of my son.  That ain’t no bull people…(the shame) Thankfully, it was a designated family work day.  Lucky for me, AB tackled this pile with brute force – and by nightfall, seven loads were cleaned and put where they belong.  Thank you for all the encouragement and kind words about my foot.  It is feeling a bit better, and if

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-1758397862924649612012-01-08T09:49:00.001-06:002012-01-08T10:11:43.337-06:00

Well, I guess it’s official.  I’m living proof that you can eat better, stop drinking soda, and exercise – all in the same week – and live to tell.  Who knew?  Haven’t lost a pound, if you must know – but the jeans are fitting looser – so it must be the weight shifting around.  Shift away!  Anything that keeps me from having to open my pants at the dinner table. On the other hand, I’ve already

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-63370656977480138192012-01-07T05:00:00.005-06:002012-01-07T05:00:02.665-06:00

I have a couple good things to report and a so-so/kinda shabby thing to report. The good things are this:  it’s Saturday and I get to spend this wonderful weekend hanging out and and playing Hi-Ho Cherry-o, Play-Doh, and Candyland with these two cuties:         Another great thing is that I completed Day 2 of my Couch 2 5K Challenge today!  Not only did it feel much better (not great, mind you

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-24450267589875390262012-01-06T05:00:00.001-06:002012-01-06T05:00:09.738-06:00

Well, I’m not sure I want to be quoted as having said this, but it seems to be getting a little bit easier.  Not in every way, but in food ways – easier.  Helps to have AB because he’s participating and has good ideas for healthy dinners. Moving along and keeping it short and sweet today: Today’s Menu: Breakfast:  Good Lord, I had this Kashi cereal.  Flax, honey something or other.  Ummm.  Once I

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-26695161649479215102012-01-05T05:00:00.005-06:002012-01-05T05:00:11.178-06:00

It started off a little rough.  Mostly in part to the fact that due to the distractions of two melting down toddlers, I temporarily forgot that I was even doing this challenge – thus I was already sitting and eating my unmeasured bowl of cereal before I realized (mid-bite, mind you) what I was doing.  Oh yes.  What I was doing was shoveling in heaping spoonful's of Life at an alarmingly

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-40980451361902360272012-01-03T09:48:00.017-06:002012-01-04T10:56:42.615-06:00

I have appreciated all of the encouragement for the challenge and I've received lots of advice on how to be successful.  One thing is sure: everyone has a way that works for them and I'm still looking for mine. We have a large group of people participating and some of them decided to blog about their journey through the month as well.  If you’d like to check in on some of them, by all means (

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-39485737263203975732012-01-02T10:45:00.001-06:002012-01-02T10:56:46.374-06:00

Well, here we are.  One day down and a second day started.  I’m just here to report that Day 1 went fine.  Fine if you don’t count my excessive feelings of hunger, the overwhelming urge to snack non-stop, and the pounding headache I had developed by noon for lack of my usual coke.  Sure.  No problem.  Piece of cake.  Joyous occasion, was day 1. UGH. Now here we are, and I should be outside

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-92027091866408876662011-12-31T16:13:00.000-06:002011-12-31T16:13:38.689-06:00

Sorry!  Got sidetracked with merry making and forgot to post a Mister Linky for those who would like to blog their way through the following nightmare Challenge: Don’t let my sour-grapes attitude scare you off.  This is a WORTHY challenge!  And no one (I mean, NO ONE) needs it more than this girl sitting here typing up this post.  I’m just loathe.  Loathe to do what I know I must.  Secret

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Sorry for the delay of sorts in posting, but we've been living up the good life at La Cabin!  Oh how I love the relaxing pace, the family, the kids all playing and laughing, the napping, the food...I just enjoy myself so very much. Meanwhile, I had to get on here and at least give you the reminder that in FOUR DAYS the next Challenge begins and it's a DOOOOOOOSEY: If you want to get a re-cap

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I just wanted to take this opportunity to wish all of you a very Merry Christmas!  We are so blessed with a warm house, food in our bellies, and two of the most amazing children parents could ever ask for! I’ve been thinking a lot about what we have to be grateful for – that seems to be a theme in our house this month, with the “31 Days of Goodwill” and the Christmas season surrounding us. 

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                That is some ADORABLE Christmas cheer….if I do say so, myself…

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What can I say?  Been there, Buddy….been there… Naughty little elf.

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Because it’s takes prep time to adjust your mentality to it.  At least it does for me.  Let’s just say that we don’t exactly practice the art of healthy eating over here.  Maybe more like the art of gluttony.  Ahem.  So ENTER January’s Challenge…. I’m giving you time to process if you really want to tackle this one with us or not.  Here are some details: It will mirror the 30 Days of Nothing

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-4243656110146038762011-12-13T18:56:00.004-06:002011-12-23T01:58:51.759-06:00

Just a quick update to let you all know what we’ve been up to for this challenge. Neighbors ~First of all – we have baked and delivered goodies to our neighbors with cards, (yes, even the ones we never speak to…here’s to relationship building!) and I still have several more to finish.  Really excited about this, as just today I found a gift on my porch.  I was expecting it was from a friend

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-63408480988251824722011-12-09T05:00:00.002-06:002011-12-09T07:39:56.247-06:00

You can read Part One of “What Happened to Quint” HERE to understand medically what happened.  Today’s post will deal with this mama’s emotional and spiritual take on Quint’s surgery. So all of this has resonated deeply with me, because there’s greater significance and truth in all of it. I guess in the big grand design of life – he shouldn’t physically be here in our family. I mean, technically

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-3510350236692290762011-12-07T05:00:00.004-06:002011-12-07T07:45:32.198-06:00

The Four Steps of “31 Days of Goodwill” are these:              To reach out to ~Your Neighbors Your Church Family (or local charity) Your Community/ Your State/Your Nation Your World Step Two feels safer for me, somehow – because I do love my church family and I love my church.  So serving there feels like an easy thing to do.  But since the point of this challenge is to stretch us, I think it

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-47815549568426725262011-12-05T05:00:00.004-06:002011-12-05T09:48:32.207-06:00

Lots of e-mails, lots of questions, and so many prayers for our sweet boy.  Thank you seems to fall short – but it’s heartfelt.  We were covered by your love and concern the entire day.  And Quint’s surgery and recovery went so well. Here is an explanation of what has been going on.  It’s long – so get your popcorn.  I wish I could reach through the screen and hug the mothers out there who have

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-63911981372405220942011-12-03T05:00:00.000-06:002011-12-03T05:00:00.124-06:00

The Four Steps of “31 Days of Goodwill” are these: To reach out to ~Your Neighbors Your Church Family (or local charity) Your Community/ Your State/Your Nation Your World You could change those up – you could modify them. You could do any number of things. Our first goal is to reach out to our neighbors this month.  This is a bit hard, because to be honest (and I’m ashamed to admit it) we

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-28338674627819886652011-12-02T05:00:00.000-06:002011-12-02T05:00:12.905-06:00

…that it was two years ago today that it was snowing outside.  We had our home decorated for Christmas.  Quint had just turned two years old and was napping.  And I sat here – in this exact spot…nervous, anxious, excited.  After being logged in the system to adopt from China for 3 years, 8 months, and 3 days…we were down to minutes until we would finally see her face, find out who she was, where

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-23823963278501819382011-12-01T05:00:00.001-06:002011-12-01T10:06:37.901-06:00

December’s challenge is here, and I’ll be the first to say that it feels like September just ended.  How December crept right on up and stole the spotlight, I’ll never know – but it’s time to get focused, because I’d really like to make this one count: Here’s your RE-CAP and you can sign up below with Mr. Linky.  Just remember that you can motivate others – (chain reaction, my people!)  – to do

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-72536948482731366052011-11-29T23:09:00.001-06:002011-11-29T23:11:35.890-06:00

Someone turned {insert jibberish talk here}Oh, let’s not focus on it, but I should be called “Christie the Grey”.  Seriously.  And the thing about aging is that the following, it turns out, IS true – which I think my mother warned me about but I was too delusional to believe: You do eventually dread your own birthday.  This is truth.  Long gone are the party hats and kazoos and hard candy numbers

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-992885126896038442011-11-26T22:17:00.000-06:002011-11-26T22:17:24.546-06:00

So, re-caps are not really my thing.  I just don’t love the whole “here was our day” or our week, month, etc.  I like reading them for all of you, but not writing them for myself.  (yes, that’s a fact…I read your blog)  But I think in this case – just because I’m so far behind I will officially never (I say, never) catch up – perhaps I can break my own rule for once.   Breaking it down in two

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-73644430611368249222011-11-21T11:12:00.001-06:002011-11-21T11:17:56.639-06:00

Quint’s surgery is over and he is sleeping.  I have so much to say about this…and so many emotions running through my heart, I don’t even know where to begin.  What is a normal routine surgery for so many, was anything but for little Quint.  We had so much riding on this surgery and so many issues and health concerns that all tied back to it going well.  It was imperative, we knew that.  But

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-28236796647172133482011-11-19T22:49:00.000-06:002011-11-19T22:49:10.391-06:00

I know it’s been a while…like 8 days or something nuts.  And I’ve said every day that I was going to come on here and update and share some pictures – because there’s a lot happening.  Fall Festivals, Thanksgiving programs at school, our wonderful and way too short visit with my brother and his amazing wife, our foray into Caramel Apple making, too much laundry and way too many dishes (yes, that’

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-18115064553868903712011-11-13T12:10:00.000-06:002011-11-13T12:10:34.969-06:00

I can tell you what I’m thankful for today… An Aunt and Uncle who came all the way from Cali to celebrate a certain nephew’s 4th birthday That's what I’m very thankful for… And that I get to take pictures like this for four wonderful days…    Love you little brother…love you both…what a treat for us…

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-72850943640287971552011-11-11T23:12:00.005-06:002011-11-11T23:17:09.733-06:00

Hmmm…who should get these Banana Nut Bread beauties?!?! I can tell you now, it will certainly be someone we are thankful for! Tough decision…Quint will probably fight me for them…this is true. Hope your challenge is going well!!!  We are having a great time with ours… (and maybe eating a little too much of the Chocolate Chip Banana Nut Bread….maybe) My little brother and his wonderful wife come

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-15660550209476511042011-11-07T22:12:00.000-06:002011-11-07T22:12:38.096-06:00

I don’t have much to report today, except this: I have always said that I prefer to give gifts rather than receive them.  It just does something for me.  Fills me up.  I don’t even know.  So this challenge has given me this rush of “giving” – even if it’s something small – and I have to say, I am thoroughly enjoying it.  It doesn't hurt that it's Fall...and leaves are all over the yard, the cool

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-20668431606791822922011-11-05T15:02:00.000-05:002011-11-05T15:02:13.875-05:00

Oh let me just tell you…I am LOVING this Giving & Thanks Challenge.  When AB and I discussed who we would like to express our gratefulness to – we had such a big list, we realized we might have to scale back a bit – now, that was definitely a bonus.  Realizing how many people you have in your life to be thankful for?  Realizing how much you want to let them know that?  Wondering why you maybe

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-20837216632485212682011-11-02T09:18:00.002-05:002011-11-02T11:26:17.895-05:00

Technically, it began yesterday – so I should have posted this yesterday.  Still, I have to say, I am super excited about this month's challenge!  If you missed the rules, here’s a recap: This Challenge is designed to stir up our sense of gratitude for all the blessings in our lives.  Over this thirty days, we will be finding ways each day to Give or to offer Thanks.  It doesn’t have to be

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-25289639932722682882011-10-31T05:00:00.002-05:002011-10-31T11:09:56.679-05:00

So I bet you might be wondering “whatsuh happenin’ hot stuff” with this month’s challenge “30 Days of No Defense”?  Well two things: first of all, there are 31 days in the month, so I’ve decided to defend myself mightily on the 31st for all the things I’ve been avoiding on the first 30. Ahem. (kidding, jeesh!) Second, it’s going as well as my posts have indicated. Which is like saying “blech” or

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-26658717385486333452011-10-27T10:54:00.000-05:002011-10-27T10:54:23.032-05:00

OK!  Here is some exciting news for the Year of Challenges!  I’m going to be posting the upcoming Challenges three at a time – and we have our very own TAB (look up there!  CHALLENGES…hooray!) to keep track of what’s coming and what’s already taken place.   If you want to take a look at what’s coming  - here’s your sneak peak and you can always check the tab across the top too.  I’m a planner.

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Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side. Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change, He faithful will remain. Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly Friend Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end. Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake To guide the future, as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now

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You already know that I love blog design and I love changing the look here pretty much every couple months.  That's because it's my favorite little space on the web (being my own corner and all), and I like to keep it looking nice and tidy and in step with the seasons.  We're only two weeks away from my November Design, and I am EXCITED!  Meanwhile, check out the two I just finished!  (click the

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We are always in transition.  Have you ever noticed that?  We’re moving, even when it seems like we’re sitting still.  Even when we feel that the days are long, the years seem to go racing by.  Our children’s needs are constantly changing, and they themselves are a wonder – always growing, learning, expanding, blooming.  They are different week to week.  So are we.  Each stage of our lives seems

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So it was 11 years ago.  Anton was teaching middle school and I arranged to get off of work to come and see his students perform a new play during Chapel, because it was really important to him and to the kids that I be there.  So there I sat, several rows back from the front and off to the side.  When the play ended, Anton got up to speak to the student body about what the play they had just

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“Mommy…come….come”  - waving his hand at me and motioning me towards his room.Smiling like a Cheshire cat.The room I had heard him playing in with his sister. The room they had been in for at least fifteen minutes. So I followed as he ran ahead of me, catapulting himself onto his bedand jumping and smiling and singing and jumpingand giving me that knowing smile.  Look what I did.Look at my room

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James 1:19 - "Understand this, my dear brothers and sisters: You must all be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to get angry." In case you didn’t read THIS POST, you might not know that Anton and I have committed ourselves to a year of challenges.  One per month, starting of course with last month’s 30 Days of Nothing – which we finished amazingly strong – and going through August of

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So yes.  It’s true.  I love October.  I love Halloween.  And I love trick-or-treating with my kids.  Because I love dressing up and being silly, and eating too much candy.  And I have a deep affinity for caramel apples that I can hardly explain.  Warm, gooey, buttery caramel.  Oh my drool…. And so you get to enjoy my Happy October Blog Theme!  Fun, fun fun… Note ** Just be ready for this here

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To be honest, I was just focused on trying to IGNORE the fact that I was on the final countdown.  And because I ignored it, the day went very fast and I had no time to melt my energy on any last minute temptations.  In fact, last night I got to be out with an amazing group of girlfriends – and they were counting down the hours with me right up until we were all too tired to keep it up and

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I know it seems a little ridiculous to have complaints on the last few days of this challenge – but I think if nothing else bothers you in a month like this where you’ve sworn off spending, then the total inconvenience of it will seek you out and hit you in the head.  Translation to that babble = if you don’t hit the wall, the wall will hit you.  I’ve come across no less than 547 reasons to

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I’m going to skip right over the editorial and go to the accountability part – why?  Because there are only three days left.  3 days.  And I want you to know right now that these are the toughest of the challenge.  Why?  Because you feel like you already did the “hard part”.  You feel like you sacrificed.  You feel like you made it this far and proved your point…so why not…say, have that coffee.

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Here we are friends.  Staring down the final four days of the September 30 Days of Nothing Challenge!  In some ways, I can’t believe how fast the month flew by.  Truly!  In other ways though, I have experienced a lot of double-takes on my own impulses.  My spending impulses.  In some cases, I’ve been sad at how instinctively the need to eat out, or buy this or that has come up.  In others, I’ve

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Sorry – I don’t like doing that.  Where I don’t post for a couple days and then I’m struggling to remember what we ate… The truth is, I’ve had a struggle this week with feeling bad – which I’ve already shared, so no boring re-cap of that.  Suffice it to say – waiting anxiously for the “on the mend” part…{UGH...STINK..OVER IT}. So, without much fan-fare of any kind – here is the menu for the past

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  30 Days of Sickness.  That's what I should have called this September challenge.  UGH!  This right ear being all full of gunk and feeling like it’s got a long piece of cotton in it?  For the birds.  That’s what.  It’s starting to make me feel a little nutty.  That is, more so than the usual brand of nutty I've got going on.  OVER IT.  Come on steroids…do your thang.  Please.  Amen. Second, or “

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So it’s uneventful when you’re not spending money.  And there’s not much to talk about when you’re living the life of a recluse to avoid the temptation.  Which is all true, except we have been spending money.  But not on what you might think.  Prescriptions, doctor visits, more prescriptions…more doctor visits.  Not in that order.  But I don’t feel like fixing it.  You get the gist.  While we

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I was looking at the calendar.  Just glaring glancing.  Merely obsessing checking in on where we were.  I was presently surprised and happy to realize that even though I’ve been too busy to really care (cough, *much) – the challenge ends next week.  In a way, I’m sad.  It’s been fun posting almost daily and having something to look forward to.  It’s been so great to read your e-mails and comments

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You know how when you’ve hit a wall and you want to break the rules so bad and you just don’t want to talk about it anymore?  No?  Ok, just me.  I’ve hit that wall.  Here’s the thing – I’m so over it today.  Three times I wanted us to short-cut this challenge and take a detour.  How easy it would have been to order Chinese food, when we were too busy with house projects to stop and cook.  How

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I don't have a lot to report to you today - only that it was a busy day, with a non-exciting menu and no pictures to share.   What I do have to share for inspiration is this: my sweet gal Kayce who posted about hitting a rough spot this week...you can read that HERE.  I will tell you that it really, really touched my heart to hear what she had to say about her family kind of turning a corner in

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Yes, it’s true.  We have, you and I, made it to Day 15 of the 30 Days of Nothing Challenge.  I’m half “pinch-me” and half “get it over with”.  I’m half proud and half shaky from withdrawal.  I know there are a lot (A LOT) of you participating in this challenge.  A lot of you that don’t blog.  A lot of you that live on Facebook.  A lot of you that are my sweet lurkers.  (kiss-kiss)  And a healthy

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It’s because life has been so completely insanely busy.  That’s why I felt the sting.  And so, while running myself ragged yesterday – I called Anton.  You see, I am weak, friends.  On my way to the doctor’s office (because little man has ear infections) I realized that I had failed to lay out anything for dinner.  Translation = it would be leftovers or sandwiches.  Ugh.  Done with that.  So yes,

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...calling my name.  Saying YOU MADE IT.  Sigh…I really wanted Baskin-Robbins tonight. You see, tonight was Quint’s first night at Awana – which is just the cutest program.  Sorta like Boy/Girl Scouts but for Church.  Lots of scripture memorization, games, fun coloring, stories, singing, etc.  And don’t forget the badges you can earn!  Well, for a child with a fairly good speech delay – this just

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New York Stock ExchangeWell, it’s hard to publish anything on a day like today that doesn’t seem completely pale by comparison to the sad anniversary observed no doubt, worldwide.  I confess to being truly sad and overtly aware from the time I woke up.  I’ve done what so many have – spent time today watching the Memorial Service live, different programs honoring the 10 years we’ve spent as a

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and I promise to get to them tomorrow! We haven't jumped ship.  We're still going strong.  No slip-ups... Just not a lot of time with which to tell you all about it...hope I can remember what we ate - yikers! Please to forgive?

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First, a clarification:  Chipotle still cost me $13.  That's right.  CHEAT CENTRAL over here.  Wasn't sure how to feed the kids, but retrospectively, I could have ordered them the same thing I got.  Instead, I ordered kids meals.  I'm still a bit irked at myself about the $13 (don't even ask AB how he felt about it...grrr) because it really was nonsense that I didn't order in such a way that

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I can’t believe we made it a week with little to NO issues.  Seven days of no spending.  More specifically, no eating out, no coffees, no nuttin’ honey.  I love it!  It just goes to show you that even in a very busy family of four – where we are rarely sitting still for a second - it can be done!  Now three weeks to go…(gulp) Also?  Please go visit Shelley and read this touching post about how

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    Today was the first day back to Pre-K for Quint – but it was also Keira’s 1st day of school (evah’). Sniffle. I wanted to cry, but I held it together. She was SO READY. Barely a wave backward…and I snuck a kiss before she ran off to play with play-doh. Sob. How can it be that it’s already time for school?  That it’s already time for my little girl to hold a lunchbox and wave goodbye to me

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We’ve been stuck in the triple digits for a long time.  I do intentionally mean to infer that when you step outside to go do anything at all – it feels like you’re melting into the concrete.  The house could not be cool enough, the car would not get cool enough, the clothes you wore – not lightweight enough.  On and on.  Just so stinkin’ hot that you find yourself longing for snow suits and

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Sorry bout’ that…sometimes the days get away from from me.  So Days Four and Five have come and are almost gone, and the challenge is going really well so far.  No major urges to spend, no major slip-ups.  No major meltdowns while driving past Chipotle.  This in part to not having driven past any.  Ahem. I would like to say that you might think this challenge merely prevents me from my 1st love,

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The bells.  Ah, yes.  They are the tingling in your mind.  The sound of want.  The distant jingle jangle of what could be, with merely the swipe of a debit card.   I heard Chipotle, friends.  It called to me tonight.  Just a bit.  Jingle, jingle…right about the time I was trying to decide how to feed myself and the children.  Rather, what to feed us.  But I use the word “how” because I am so

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No, really.  I had it easy today, with very little time to even consider how I would have spent money had I given myself the permission to plunk it down.  Which I didn’t.  Give myself permission.  I attended a lovely ladies brunch at our church, followed by an afternoon snack at home, followed by a GLORIOUSLY prepared meal at a friends home.  We were spoiled!  See for yourself… Breakfast:  Ladies

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Ahem.  Well, it’s always easy the first day, isn’t it?  And the second, and often the third.  Those are the glory days.  When the zeal is still HOT.  But admittedly by days 4, 5, and 6, you might start to hit a wall.  We’ll tackle that on day 4 - right now, let’s just stick with positive thoughts.  If you haven’t visited in a while and aren’t sure what I’m talking about - you have stumbled upon

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Yes, we’re all FALL over here at Bushel & a Peck now...and it’s a day early.  But, I’m juggling a lot of plates right now, so early is at least better than say...never.  And also?  It’s like 346 degrees over here in Texas.  So, Fall is no where to be seen.  But I’m willing it, people...willing it to come see me.  It’s my favorite.  I don’t care that it’s sluggish and hasn’t shown up - I’m WILLING

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  That's right!  One day left before the Challenge begins (ok, technically 2 days if you count today)....I'm getting nervous.  Can't lie.  Thursday is the big START.  It wasn't easy the last time around, and now I have two kiddos instead of only one to entertain.  Gulp.  And I do confess to eating out a bit more than usual in the past week.  Double gulp.  I'm bidding it a very fond farewell,

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I’ve had SO MANY responses about 30-Days of Nothing – it’s been tremendous!  So first of all – WOWZA – and second – THANKS FOR THE ENCOURAGEMENT!  For those of you hanging on the fence about it – this post is for you.  For those of you who signed up?  This post is your reality check.   Sorry it's a little bit wordy...but I have lots to say... Remember, if you want to take the 30-Days/Empty

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and not just because I had already made up my mind to forge ahead into the challenge.  No, it was you!  My inbox was filled with those who want to play along, as well as the comments I received on the last post.  Not sure what I’m talking about?  Head  HERE and read all about how AB and CB have lost their minds and decided to do the 30-Days of Nothing Challenge, once again.  The gist is there.  

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Remember when Anton and I went on our January 2009 30-Days of Nothing and Empty Pantry kick???  Anyone?  Crickets chirping??  Very challenging but highly productive in many ways – not only did we save money, but we got a firsthand TRUE look at how much we spend, how often, and how our impulses and schedule affect our choices.  Well, with the economy in the tank and no end in sight - we’ve been

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I’m not the best house-keeper of late.  Oh no, I used to be.  Yes indeed.  If you scoured back through my pre-nutter-farm days, you would find what I would now call arrogant little posts from me about how to clean and organize your home.  Yes, you would. But we’re focusing on the “of late” part.  The part wherein I have two small children and a full-time job and a husband who keeps long hours at

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My Grandmother and I share cake, circa 1975 When I was young, we had cake regularly.  Yellow cake with chocolate frosting.  Banana Nut Cake with cream cheese frosting.  Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting.  Sometimes all of these accompanied by a couple robust scoops of vanilla ice-cream.  My mother loved (and still loves) dessert.  And so, my childhood was decorated with my mothers ability

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-68793739126223225712011-08-08T05:00:00.000-05:002011-08-08T05:00:01.028-05:00

Well, ok…I’m sort of misleading you.  She’s not really a sassy girl.  She’s a sweetie-pie.  I’m really referring to the fact that my little darlin’ got her first real haircut.  I just couldn’t take the straggly look anymore.  Try though I might!  So, I gulped and got my “tools” and sat her in a chair…and double gulp…snip snip snip. We have a bob.  And we are sectioning back some of those

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When I was a kid, we used to stand outside around 4pm, listening.  Waiting for it.  Listening for him.  And then, when you were dripping sweat from your forehead, and your eyes were squinting from the sun, and your bathing suit was itching…you could hear the faintest jingle.  The smallest tingle of what sounded like a music box.  And it got louder and closer and then he rounded the corner and we

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Right.  So this is Part II of Boating – so if you haven’t read the previous post, just scroll on down…and then come back here. Where were we?  Yes. Right. So, everyone took turns (except me) and had a great time – and AB even spent some time “dare-deviling” on the tube until he took it up on one side and eventually lost his grip.  It was impressive people.  I was a wife impressed.  Just sayin.  

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So I promised you a post about our boating adventure at the end of our La Cabin visit.  Well – here it is! The lake was beautiful. Let’s start there. It was a hot July day, even early in the morning – which is when we “set sail”. Although we were on a beautiful Pontoon Boat, so technically, there was no sailing. Before we left the dock, I managed to grab a shot of the water. This shot. And it

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Have you seen Tangled?  If you have, then you’ll follow…if not, well…maybe not so much. My AB is in NYC this week filming some spots for IKEA.  Let’s just say that we miss him!!!!! Let’s just say it again. WE MISS HIM!! But I’m so proud of him, happy for his being picked to do this, and excited for him to have the opportunity! Meanwhile, I miss the smolder…(tee hee) Love you babe!!

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ah yes…our time at La Cabin is over.  Those two weeks flew by faster than my mind can believe.  But sadly it’s true – back to life.  Back to reality.  Thanks to Mom and Dad B for hosting our family, feeding us, and putting up with our shenanigans.  No need to elaborate there. Still, there is something to say for your own bed, your own home, your own mess - {Cough} - your sad and sorry lack of

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The day started early – as it always does.  Hot coffee perking, and my bright eyed babies up at the crack of dawn.  5:30am, anyone?!? Bueller? Fresh baked bread with butter and jam. (don’t get me started on the fresh bread) We made time for cuddling and laughing, amidst breakfast on the patio and some relaxing conversation.    Around 10:30, we made our way to the pool.  The sky was cloudy

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The weather has been strange around La Cabin.  One day hot, humid, and unbearable – leaving us housebound and with a bad case of  La Cabin Fever.  The next day brings thunder, lightening, and rain showers – leaving a sticky feel in the air, but cooler temperatures – yet, still housebound.  We’ve busied ourselves with card games, movies, walks, long naps, and good meals.  Still – I would be

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-12303894737101291952011-07-09T23:18:00.003-05:002011-07-09T23:29:25.753-05:00

For those, like myself, not fluent in La French….that’s “Life at the Cabin”.  To clear something up – and this probably goes without saying – of course, “La Cabin” is simply my pet-name for AB’s parent’s home.  It’s clearly not a cabin.  It’s a beautiful home over the river and through the woods… One of the things I really treasure about time away that’s just for family, is the complete lack of

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I have to confess – I’m not really into “critters”.  Or creepy crawlies of any kind.  But there’s something to be said for nature – as a whole.  It kind of draws you in.  You can sit outside for hours here and just *listen*.  Tree frogs, birds, deer, turtles, and yes – bugs of all sorts.  And for some reason, they don’t bother me quite as much when I’m surrounded with the tall trees and the

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Last night there was a tremendous and glorious lightening storm here at La Cabin.  At 4am – yes, you read that right – I had to open the shutters in our room just to enjoy it.  It was spectacular!  Needless to say, we woke up to showers – and it’s just as I suspected.  Even rain cannot dampen the beauty of this gorgeous place… And yes, I had that wonderful first cup of coffee – and I

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but there is something about this place… and the minute we arrive – truly…those first moments when we’re driving on the windy path to La Cabin – I can feel it. I can feel the unwind start happening.  I can feel the “aaaahhhh” of my shoulders and the “sigggghhhh” escape my chest.  And I can start to sense that it’s going to go by way too fast… So we didn’t waste a moment.  After our hugs and

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more to come from tranquility central…

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  *Design by Bushel & A Peck ~ Elements Courtesy Shabby Princess*

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That’s what Quint calls it.  “Osh”.  It, being Ice-Cream.  Don’t know why – don’t know where he got it from – we just know that it’s practically his personal love language.  This kid loves ice-cream.  Whatdyagonnado?  He’s clearly got good taste buds… And I have to tell you that my favorite place to go when we visit Cali is an old fashioned Ice-Cream Parlor.  Like, old school.  They make all of

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So this is what happened:  I had all these high ambitions today.  I had this mental to-do list that was full of really great and necessary things.  None the least of which was to catch up on my pictures and posting.  And I had what appeared to be the proper motivation to see those things through.  However, I started out by getting way too absorbed in surfing my fav-o sites.  So much so that

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-52687116557815301222011-06-27T02:06:00.004-05:002011-06-27T15:02:36.401-05:00

I have them.  You have them.  No, don’t bother denying it – we’re human and so we have expectations.  All the time.  Small and large.  It’s our thing.  It’s what we do.  I expect I’ll drink a coke with my next meal.  Small expectation, yes.  But also?  Highly, highly likely. Still, I’d also like to go on record as having admitted here and now that I had a big ol’ whopper of an expectation. A

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-19302119040413601892011-06-23T17:21:00.003-05:002011-06-23T17:23:36.241-05:00

…but I’m going to let two pictures say it for today.  Because we just returned from a whirlwind week long vacay to California and let’s just say that for two days we have been comatose.  Mostly.  We are WORN OUT – and I will attempt to tell all about it in the next couple days, but for now…we are napping and relaxing, unpacking (mostly) and recovering.  We did and saw an awful lot – including a

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Can I just say, that my children have the absolute best Daddy EVER? Good. At least it’s out there in the universe now… Happy Father’s Day to AB – truly the best man I could have ever hoped to meet and to love, and the best thing to ever happen to my babies *I would also be remiss not to mention my own Daddy...who I love deeply and who, after 8 years, I was finally able to be with on

Christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09641535226387478870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044120.post-88401396519647249682011-06-15T23:43:00.003-05:002011-06-15T23:44:55.897-05:00

Today Keira is two.  And truthfully, I’m one-part “can’t believe it” and one-part “time is going too quickly”. We celebrated with the most wonderful party hosted by my little brother and his wife.  And the best part of course, is that we get to be in California with my family to celebrate – a wonderful treat indeed! Keira, you are exactly as your name says you are…a joyful beauty… We love and

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We do, and it has kept us together going on 12 years. Married friends, I know life happens.I know it’s not always easy.I know it is in fact, easy to let the weight of life creep in.I know it’s hard sometimes.But please…Please laugh with your honey… It truly can bridge the gap between being ships passing in the night…and remind you of the best friend you married.Laugh together.Often, with each

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