tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-128582722012-02-16T07:41:29.326-05:00Pain makes man think. Thought makes man wise. Wisdom makes life endurable. - John PatrickTracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11081234423925258918noreply@blogger.comBlogger931100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12858272.post-71263698204517662982007-08-16T22:35:00.000-04:002007-08-16T22:42:26.653-04:00

1620Tracy LavenderCambridge101:33.70 F36010:10 I finished dead last - Time: 101:33.70 - Pace: 10:10Check it out here.

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On Sunday, August 12, 2007 I ran the Fergus Highland Games 10K. I was rather nervous about this run because I know exactly what my pace is right now, and I knew this would be a relatively small race. I even tried emailing the race coordinator before registering to hopefully calm my fears, but when I received no reply, I decided to bite the bullet and do it anyway.Before the run started, I asked

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Progress is a funny thing. A day comes when you finally see for yourself that you've made some progress. Then something else happens that makes that thought all go to *bleep*.I'll explain that a little better.I've been running since January, slowly increasing my mileage as the months went by. VERY slowly. Now, I find I'm running over 30K a week. I've been tired. I've been putting in a lot

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Not green, not pink, not silver, and certainly not black. I chose blue.That's right, I've finally done it. I've taken the plunge. I got myself an iPod. So far, I'm liking it. In fact, it made my 8K run this morning go by much more quickly. And, I feel a little more a part of this era. I just have to find some time to take some time to get to know it (and iTunes) a little bit better to make

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You may have noticed some vague references over the last few months about me running. No way! you say? Way. I've been keeping quiet about it though. You see, it's like starting a (new) diet, or quitting smoking. Once you tell everyone about it, it's like setting yourself up for failure. Hey, how's the running going? Did you run last night? No? Why not? When's your next run?

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Easy Does Itby SupertrampAnd if my heart's had wings,I'd be the bird that sings,I'd fly where love isn't shyAnd everyone is willing to try.And if we had the time,And time's so hard to find,I can't believe what you say,Start sending those shadows away,And if you know who you are,You are your own superstar,And only you can shape the movie that you make,So when the lights disappear;And only the

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Herbal EssencesSet Me Upwith a fusion ofCactus Flower & BambooMax Hold HairsprayThis is one product that I have not been terribly impressed with. The reason is very simple - the spray is not fine enough. It sprays on in large droplets. When you don't have a fine mist spray, you end up looking like you've used hairspray, and a lot of it. I don't know about you, but that's not the look I'm

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Okay girls, if you apply your makeup with brushes - and I do recommend that you do - you need this product. It is important to keep your brushes clean, to prolong the life of your brushes, for the best performance, and to preserve the good condition of your skin. Per the company website:BRUSH CLEANSERAn alcohol based formula which disinfects, as well as removes dirt, oils, and pigment from

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I am the mother of a 2 year old. I can hardly believe it. I still remember driving in my car and crying my heart out because I was having thoughts of, "What if I never have a child? What will I do with the rest of my life? What will it mean?" I have always wanted to have children - I was never scared of childbirth, only of parenting. But my life never seemed to head in that direction.

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Regular readers of this blog and Living Lavada Mama (sorry for the lack of a link here - check my links list instead) will remember that we haven't cut the boys' hair since they've been apart. For three months now, Miles' little curls have been evolving. There's a frizzy fuzzy area at the back of his head, where he went bald briefly as an infant. At his crown, his hair is coming in really

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I'm going to lay out a couple of quotes here, back to back . . . "It's a sad day when you find out that it's not accident or time or fortune, but just yourself that kept things from you."~ Lillian HellmanOuch"Nature never repeats herself, and the possibiities of one human soul will never be found in another."~ Elizabeth Cady StantonIt's time to dig in those heels and start looking for

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It's time now to start looking forward to next Halloween!Miles wore his costume to daycare yesterday, and trick-or-treated through the classrooms with all of his friends. They decorated treat bags and cookies. I think he got an idea of the festiveness of the occasion. But he was not in his costume when I picked him up at daycare, and he did not want to put it back on. "No horsey!" That

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I love the lazy, hazy days of summer, but Autumn is just cool. The coolest part of it being Halloween. I attended a fun adult Halloween party this past Saturday night. EVERYONE dressed up, and that was so awesome.Keep your kiddies warm and safe this Halloween, and have yourselves a SCREAM!

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Those who face that which is actually before them, unburdened by the past, undistracted by the future, these are they who live, who make the best use of their lives; these are those who have found the secret of contentment.~ Alban GoodierSome days these quotes just make me feel inadequate and unworthy. . . .

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If you have already been to Sherri's blog, you will know that Glenn and Krista completed the Toronto Marathon today. Yay!!! Their official times were: Glenn - 4:21:44.2; Krista - 4:43:49.3 (Cookie - 3:12:00.8). Way to go guys! You are AMAZING! Now go on and enjoy some relaxing time together - you deserve it!

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We visited Kim-Glo's Family Fall Festival this past Saturday. We played in the hay, pet the bull and watched the goats and sheep and bunnies, played a short round of glow-in-the-dark mini-golf and went for a little wagon ride. Before heading home, we tromped around in the pumpkin patch. Miles found himself a nice one.Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

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Do you guys remember that brief discussion/suggestion about the boys not getting haircuts until you return back home? I noticed in Sherri’s blog that Jonah’s hair is looking rather . . . cool. : ) I thought I’d post a couple of pictures of Miles so that you can see how his hair is doing. It’s fluffy, but you can’t actually see how long it is. I wish it would fill in a little more for him,

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Ok, this one will be better related to by the girls, so boys, move on to the next blog please!Today at lunch time, we went to The Mandarin in Burlington to celebrate Grandma's birthday. The food was great, the service was great - I think we all had a great time.On the way home, while driving, I glanced down and wondered why my seat belt seemed to be pushed away from my chest. What was going on?

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"A true man never frets about his place in the world, but just slides into it by the gravitation of his nature, and swings there as easily as a star."~ Edwin H. ChapinI love the flow of these words. But I have no idea whether or not I'm allowing nature to just take it's course. In some ways, I think I really am, and perhaps should even restrain it a bit! But in other ways, I'm afraid that I'm

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"Happiness comes more from loving than being loved; and often when our affection seems wounded it is only our vanity bleeding. To love, and to be hurt often, and to love again - this is the brave and happy life."~ J.E. Buchrose

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This morning we visited Wings of Paradise. This is a special weekend at the butterfly conservatory – it’s Monarch Days! We were the first visitors in the doors at 10:00 a.m We were amazed at how active the butterflies were. It was either because it was early in the morning and there weren’t many people around, or because the sun was shining at that time, or because their nectar and fruit treats

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I meant to post this on my birthday, but life got in the way . . ."Age is mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter."~ Leroy "Satchel" Paige

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Our trip to Storybook Gardens went very smoothly, despite the fact that upon our arrival there was an ambulance at the front entrance picking up a very small child – suspected bee sting. We were swatting bees from the moment we stepped out of the car.I walked Miles slowly through the park, trying to help him experience as much as he could, but pushing him along at the same time, because I knew

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Miles and I are on our first overnight trip away from home. It’s going well so far, much to my relief.Today we visited the London Regional Children’s Museum. What a lot of stuff to see and do! This will be a great place for us to continue visiting for years to come.Here's Miles playing in an old-fashioned kitchen. It surprised me how popular this exhibit was!Here's Miles "riding" a Skidoo.

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Have you listened to Downhere’s Wide-Eyed and Mystified yet? Have you REALLY listened to it? I haven’t paid attention as well as I should, and here is my case in point.Last summer, while I was home on maternity leave, Glenn was working hard at putting this album together. I would hear bits and pieces of songs over and over again as Glenn tried to perfect its sound. He played one of their new

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“The trick is not how much pain you feel – but how much joy you feel. Any idiot can feel pain. Life is full of excuses to feel pain, excuses not to live, excuses, excuses, excuses.”- Erica JongCan I get the book on how to live without making excuses in 3 easy steps please? Also include the one about how to not let the pain overcome your joy. If you could also find a version you could just

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You’ll have to pardon me. It’s been quite a while since I’ve felt like writing and sharing. While I’ve been in this slump, I’ve been collecting quotes here and there - words that hit me with force - thought-provoking words.If you follow along and pay attention, you’ll probably get a good idea of where my mind has been lately.

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Tomorrow is exam day. Apparently I haven't been tested enough in the last couple of years! (joke to self)I've been taking an online PowerPoint course through the local college. I know, some of you reading may be saying to yourselves, "A PowerPoint COURSE? Why on earth would you waste your time with that, Tracy? You could learn that in an afternoon!" I know, I know. At work, management

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Finally, a topic arises that I am passionate enough about that I need to write about it.I am not good at asking for help. That has become abundantly clear to me since having Miles. There are a number of reasons why I’m not good at asking for help.1. I’m not good at asking for anything. I’m a fairly self-sufficient individual.2. My help-asking timing generally sucks.3. Once I get the

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May I forget what ought to be forgotten; and recall, unfailing, all thatought to be recalled, each kindly thing, forgetting what might sting.- Mary Caroline Davies

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Did you get yours? In stores today! - Wide Eyed and Mystifiedwww.downhere.com

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You need to read this.The last time Krista and I managed to have a nice sushi supper together, she told me about a method of breathing to help me sleep. When I hit a slow time at work, I look through a business magazine to see if I can find anything of interest. It was only a few days after this dinner discussion on breathing that I came across an article called, “Four-Part Breath”. Interesting,

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"Do not believe that he who seeks to comfort you lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life has much difficulty . . . Were it otherwise he would never have been able to find thosewords."~ Rainer Marie Rilke ~ Thank you to those troubled ones with the simple and quiet words of wisdom.TML

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I wanted this picture to post at the beginning of the previous post, but I wasn't able to add any more pictures to that post. I thought it would be okay to place it in a new post just above it instead.

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When I was little, my parents brought us on some cool family vacations. I’ve been to all of the provinces east of Ontario, and all up and down the U.S. east coast. I’ve been on several ferries, and have seen the Anne of Green Gables Homestead (long before it caught on fire). I have been to Cape Cod, and visited the Plymouth Plantation and Plymouth Rock, I’ve been inside the White House, the

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The original rant...In the middle of stop and go traffic, it dawned on me. I now know why those drivers who make me crazy do what they do!I drive a standard transmission – “They” all drive automatics! It sure makes a difference when you have to keep pumping that clutch up and down. It makes sense that those of us who can drive a stick have different driving habits than those who don’t. We are,

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Apparently the final installment in the Harry Potter series is in the works.I can't believe this will be the end of Harry.......Next Potter book on the brew - Yahoo! News UK

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As a blusher, this caught my eye. Check it out.MSN Encarta - Ask Bill Nye - Reader Questions Answered

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For the last few years, I have participated in The Canadian Cancer Society’s Relay for Life. I have also participated in CCS’s Great Ride ‘n’ Stride, the MS Society of Canada’s Super Cities Walk for MS, and the Cheerios Heart & Stroke Mother Daughter Walk. I bring my pledge sheets into work and my coworkers are always very generous and very supportive. I am fortunate to work with such a great

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During supper last night, Glenn was talking about how his bout of stomach flu hit him at a very inopportune time. The band was being treated to a wonderful spread at P.F. Chang’s. One of the items that Glenn missed out on was the chocolate fondue fountain. Grandma suddenly says, “I should pull out my chocolate fondue pot!” I didn’t even know she had one! By the time I got Miles into bed, the

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I began to have an idea of my life, not as the slow shaping of achievement to fit my preconceived purposes, but as the gradual discovery and growth of a purpose which I did not know.- Joanna Field

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Why we put our burgers in foil bags:Back in our drive-in days, we used to bring our burgers right to ourcustomers' cars. We found that foil bags kept the burgers hot and freshevery time. Which is why we still serve them like that today.A&W. It's all in the details.Why there's no ice in our drinks.It's quite simple. Ice melts and that dilutes the taste. Andthat just won't do. So we only use

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School suspends 20 in Web probe - Security - MSNBC.comI don't understand why or how the school got involved in this. I need to start understanding what goes on in schools these days. I've got four (or less) years to figure this out. Scary freaky stuff.

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Drivers who slow down long before they have to stop…We’re talking at least 5 car lengths before the car stopped ahead of them. Then they slowly, bit by bit, creep up behind them. I completely don’t understand it, and it just drives me crazy. Or even those who, while at a stop, move ahead an inch every 10 seconds or so. Why? Why do they do that? Why can’t they just stop at a stop?

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Miles and I finally got a chance to get out and take his new ride for a spin. We've been waiting for this chance for ages. I can only take him out on the weekends, and last weekend I was sick. It was chilly and the wind was biting, but I was too stubborn to wuss out and go back home. Miles didn't care though. He was snug as a bug in his snowsuit. Besides that, I made sure to also buy the

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Aunt Sherri sets up theme weeks for the boys and the playroom. For Valentine’s, everything that could be found that dealt with love or hearts or red or pink or purple was brought into the playroom. Included in this collection were three red hats – each of them had CANADA embroidered onto them. Miles chose his favourite and wore it proudly.

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If you don’t already know, The Philosopher Kings got back together and released a brand new album on Valentine’s Day - Castles. GET IT!At first I thought it wasn’t as groovy as their previous albums, but I’ve been listening to it non-stop, and now I can’t be without it. I strongly suggest you check it out.

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A railway line runs through our city, connecting the three little towns to the rest of the continent. Awesome. However, it crosses the busiest road in the city at the busiest intersection in the city. This really ticks a lot of people off. Folks will drastically change their driving routes home just to avoid the possibility of being caught by the train. I see it as an opportunity though. An

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Miles has developed a fondness for glasses. Perhaps it started way back in January 2004 when he received a pair of sunglasses. But it continued this January during Uncle Bob’s birthday preparations. Soon after that came Grandma’s glasses. Hmmm…what a silly boy he is, my Miles. I have to honestly say that he comes by it naturally.

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And now we have Miles, modeling some sports-inspired outfits that his Grandma Shirley sent to him all the way from South Carolina....Here is the baseball warm-up suit:Sure, you can play hockey when dressed for baseball.And now a dashing golfing ensemble:Ahem... you may also play hockey when dressed more suitably for golfing.As well as something very scholarly:Of course you can play hockey with a

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Back near the end of January, I had finally had enough of picking little bits of lint and fluff out of Miles’ curls. It was time for action! The time and place were ideal as well. While Miles was bathing, I pulled out a fine-toothed comb and a pair of scissors and went to work. I called for Grandma to grab my camera and come on into the bathroom to document the event. After I looked after the top

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I have been back to work for a month and a half now. The last thing I want to do, in the hour or two available to relax in the evening, is sit in front of a computer screen. This is why I haven’t updated my blog much lately. But I do have things to say! And the reason you haven’t seen me commenting on any of YOUR blogs is because I keep forgetting my username and password! I look them over

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Lindsay tagged me to do this . . .4 jobs you've hadrestaurant kitchen ticket readersetup person at a print shoptemporary office clerkadministrative assistant4 movies you could watch over and overPride & Prejudice, A&E versionPersuasion (Jane Austen)My Cousin VinnyHope Floats4 places you've livedPark Ave.Rosslinn RoadWoodside Ave.Forbes Street4 t.v. shows you love to watchLeafs Hockey24What Not To

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We celebrated Uncle Bob's birthday today.Grandma made a delicious roast beef dinner, Sherri made and frosted her yummy chocolate zucchini cake and I decorated it. Here's the story.I was watching the Leafs game last night, and they were losing horribly (once again). About halfway through the second period I gave up and started on my icing for Bob's cake. Sherri had already frosted it with

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Christmas was good. Miles and I got lots of nice stuff, and we had some nice times with family. There were some things that I would have liked to have happened and didn't, but I suppose that was to be expected.The start of the new year hasn't been enviable. If you've read Sherri's blog, you'll know that I've gone back to work again. The transition really hasn't been that bad. It takes some

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This is a little insano, wouldn't you say? I guess I've just made up for my lack of blogging recently.As we are now a week away from Christmas, I would like to remind you about this post. I'm going to re-read it myself right now.Now let us all eat cake! Cheers! And Merry Christmas!

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I haven't blogged much lately, and I don't mean just writing - I haven't even kept up on the reading portion. I don't know why. I don't have any reasons or excuses. That's just how it is. So I was sitting here thinking that I should write up a new blog post sometime soon....but about what? Nothing was coming to mind, so I Googled (don't you love how that's a word understood by nearly everyone now

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Have you ever heard of actor Marc Favreau?How about Sol the hobo clown?Check out this story. Is this the clown that we used to see little film clips of in French class, and see on TV as well? The name Sol sounds familiar to me...

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I've just recently started getting Miles to sit on his potty again. He's taller now and more steady on his feet, and I think that makes him more comfortable sitting on the potty. He was quite content to sit and look at his book on this day... he even left me a little piddle puddle too. I know they say that children aren't physically able to use the potty until they are at least 18 months old, but

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Years ago, when there were stories of danger in using antiperspirants flying around the internet, and I discovered that my skin is a little sensitive to some deodorants, I decided to try a crystal deodorant. It's just a smoothed and rounded piece of crystal, made of mineral salts, that you moisten with water and rub onto clean armpits (or feet or palms or wherever you have stink issues). On the

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It's true what they say - they grow up too fast.Miles' birthday has come and gone. The party went quite well I thought. There wasn't exactly any ripping into presents. Miles didn't seem to understand that. He didn't really get what was going on, period. But how could he? So I helped him unwrap his gifts, and read his cards aloud. We enjoyed watching Miles and Jonah giving the new toys a workout.

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Have you noticed the ticker at the bottom of my blog page? Yeah. Miles is almost one. ALREADY!!! Where did this past year go? I can't believe how fast it's gone by, how much he's grown, and how much he's learned in the past month alone!We're gearing up for the big first birthday party this coming Saturday (his birthday is in the middle of the week, so we're going to party on the weekend instead).

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A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door. It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was

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As promised, here is the professional photo of my little frogman. Yeah, that's my handsome man. :)

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Isn't Halloween fun? We've been having a great time this weekend.Kathy invited us over for a Halloween party on Saturday, so we all got dressed up for the occasion. We did a scavenger hunt, drank ghostly milkshakes and ate chocolatey spiders, decorated Rice Krispies Squares cutouts Halloween style, and watched all the kiddies having fun in their costumes. They were all so well behaved; they loved

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I forgot to turn my RSS feed reader back on after my last reboot, and I completely forgot about blogs for a few days. I didn't think it was possible! I've been catching up on my reading today and I just found out that I've been tagged by Kathy.The instructions are:1. Go into your archives.2. Find your 23rd post3. Find your fifth sentence.4. Post the text of your sentence5. Tag 5 others to do

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When I had to give up my apartment and move back in with my parents 3 1/2 years ago, most of what I own went into a storage unit. (Man, I can't believe it's been that long!) Today, I went to visit my stuff. I brought my nephew, Jonah, along with me. He was a good distraction. I think the last time I visited I became rather depressed afterwards. I miss having my own space, even though I'm blessed

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For some reason, it's difficult to coordinate naps, the weather, and mothers' moods, but we finally got the boys out and into the sandbox again. Perhaps for one of the last times this year. However, with the very warm weather we're expecting this week, there may be a few more times yet! By the way, does anyone know what you're supposed to do with a sandbox like this (plastic) over the winter?

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I was searching around for a cake recipe and pulled out my mother’s The Treasury of Newfoundland Dishes cookbook (published by Maple Leaf Mills Limited, Newfoundland, millers of Cream of the West Flour, Seventh Edition 1971). I had never noticed this one before. I’ve seen a number of recipes like this, but this one’s a little different.You Are A Christmas Cake 1 cup of butter of faith – to make

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I have a wee bit of a dilemma.I have a few piercings. Okay, strictly in my ears. 7 to be exact. 2 in my right ear, and 5 in my left. Why the lack of balance? I'm not sure whether there's a reason or not. Hey, it was the thing to do! The thing I did, anyhow.So I found a bunch of these nice, thicker guaged, sterling silver, sleeper hoops at Shoppers Drug Mart. I was having trouble with

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Does anyone within my local readership have the book, “Make the Connection” by Bob Greene and Oprah Winfrey? I would love to borrow it, if it’s available.Who has read this book? Was it helpful? I’ve seen the video and it was good, but not quite enough to make a connection for me. (I want to dig in a little deeper)If you have it, please let me know if you’re willing to give it up for a little

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He came along at a time when I really needed a distraction and some unconditional love. Little Toro, the runt of the litter, born with a harelip.The breeder’s husband and vet both thought Toro should be put down. They thought he’d never survive. But Jane, the breeder, must have seen Toro’s spunk early on. He managed to find a way to eat and drink, despite the harelip. He held his own at playtime

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There is some kind of bond going on here that I didn't even see coming.Tonight, I was sitting on the couch, watching TV when my dog, Toro, started barking."Toro, no!" "Toro, no barking!" "Toro, quit it!" "Toro, that'senough!" "Toro, SHUT IT!!!" It gets quiet for a moment, then I hear it....Miles is crying. I run up the stairs telling Toro to keep it quiet, and tend to Miles. A bit of a tummy

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Taken from Environment Canada:SLOW MOVING THUNDERSTORMS WITH VERY HEAVY DOWNPOURS...CLUSTERS OF SLOW MOVING THUNDERSTORMS IN THE GODERICH AND KITCHENER AREAS HAVE ALREADY DUMPED LOCALLY NEAR 50 MILLIMETRES OF RAIN TODAY. THESE THUNDERSTORMS AND OTHERS WHICH ARE EXPECTED TO FORM ACROSS THE REMAINDER OF THE DISTRICT WILL CONTINUE TO BRING LOCALLY VERY HEAVY DOWNPOURS FROM TIME TO TIME THIS

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In our family we follow some basic rules while at the table.However, we'd probably still be considered complete heathens by some.Let's look at one of our more formal meals - The Sunday Roast Beef Dinner complete with silverware, fine china, and guests.Complete places are set for every meal. Everyone gets a knife, spoon and fork whether there is a need to use every utensil or not.We wait until

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Last Sunday, Miles and I had the opportunity to visit Wings of Paradise with Grandma.I could see how Miles has changed since our last visit there. I could tell that he could more easily see the butterflies flying around him, that between the heat and the missed nap that he can really look bored sometimes (LOL), and that he really likes gazing at pretty, young girls. Oh well!This was a special

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We did it! We went to the Canada Day Parade, and dressed the part in our reds and whites.I think everyone had a great time. The weather was great - hot in the sun and cool in the shade. The boys did really well during the parade, even though it was obvious they were getting tired.Cambridge Canada Day Parade The Proud Flag Waver Thanks Jen and Lori for inviting us over and letting us have such

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The boys had some fun playing in the sandbox this afternoon. What a mess! It was fun to watch Jonah just not care at all about how dirty he got, and sweet to watch Miles discovering the texture of sand for the first time. Uh, and the taste of sand too. That's inevitable, isn't it? He got his fingers and toes into the action of wriggling in the sand, picking it up and dropping it over the

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Playing in the sandbox 

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How long does it take the average person to save up enough money to buy a house? I'd sure like to know!I've been living with my parents for 3 years now. I honestly thought I'd be out of their hair by now. Instead, I've added another person to the household. (sigh) I'm here because I lost my apartment and couldn't find anywhere else affordable enough to live. Practically at the last minute I

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Patriotic: Feeling, expressing, or inspired by love for one's country. Do you love Canada? Do you love being a Canadian? I do. My boyfriend might be American, and my son might be half American, but I'm proud to be a Canadian. I love the fact that we have land, lots of green, open land. I like our easy-going, calm, polite and friendly nature. I think this place suits me well. :)Every year

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I'm not a great lover of shopping. Let me try to clarify that. I'm not a great lover of going shopping. I don't shop because it's fun, I shop because I have to.One Christmas I was just dreading the thought of hitting the malls. So I started surfing. That led me to an experience I cannot forget. I ended up buying gifts for all the girls on my list from a place called Lush. If you love

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We did it, we took a road trip. We piled in the van with the aunts and uncles and a cousin and went to see Niagara Falls. We had a nice little walk, saw all the water running over the falls, felt the spray on our faces, did a little souvenir shopping, and bought some fudge. Then we drove up the road a little for a nice picnic lunch. It wasn't a lengthy trip, but just long enough.Miles and I had a

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Enjoying the wonder of Niagara Falls 

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My baby's 6 months old now. It's incredible how time flies!But I had thought that by now I'd have it all together. Instead I still feel disorganized and not quite confident enough to take baby out for much more than an afternoon-long shopping trip. Is this normal? Have I been expecting too much of myself? Have I been taking it too easy? Or should I be stepping up the effort somewhat and get

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You may think me odd or a tad twisted (wink to Sherri), but these helped me a lot.I haven't done it much lately, but in the past when I had trouble falling asleep, I would repeat these affirmations over and over in my head. It got so that I couldn't even get through them two or three times before falling asleep. At first glance they didn't make any sense to me, but after I paid attention to the

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I've always been the type of person who is careful about other people's feelings. I have also grown to be a person who knows the value of honesty. Sometimes a person just needs to know the truth, whether it hurts them or not. I hate the struggle between honesty and kindness.Growing up, my feelings were hurt fairly often. I may not have always let it show, but I spent a lot of time feeling hurt

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Backup Midwife Tanya, Miles, and Barbara 

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I am so thankful that Barbara came into our lives. Otherwise I probably never would have been bold enough to choose to use a midwife.I remember Barbara and Gerry talking about the birth of their first child. It was so beautiful I wanted to cry. I knew then that if I ever had the chance, I wanted my baby to be caught by a midwife, not delivered by a doctor.The first time I became pregnant, in 2001

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My sister is a vegetarian bordering on vegan. Through her, we've had some fun exploration into the world of meatless dishes. I rather enjoy it and look forward to the new recipes that she finds and brings to the table.This year for Mother's Day, we tried to come up with a meal we could put together without Mom having to do any work. My sister introduced us to a vegan potato salad recipe a year

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With my son wailing in the background (at least one blog topic on its own), here I go with my first ever blog posting.I hadn't even heard of a blog a couple of months ago. Then my brother started talking about it. Then I read his. Then my sister-in-law's. Then blogs their friends have. I'm thinking to myself, they're so smart, so worldly, so much more interesting than me. What on earth would I

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New Mom 

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