tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85854029691251559242024-02-06T23:02:51.824-07:00 Wyoming MadeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.comBlogger284125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-50137945589464023232014-08-23T22:22:00.003-06:002014-08-23T22:22:51.053-06:00Karsten and Kimberly is Adopting Again<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Still working on another adoption. We have a more up to date and easier to manage website. The wyomingmade.blogspot.com will remain.<br />
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Check out our new site. <a href="http://karstenandkimberly.com/">Karstenandkimberly.com</a><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-77948295395271874772014-08-10T08:48:00.002-06:002014-08-10T08:48:35.282-06:00A Better Me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">I want to post about all
the great and funny things I am enjoying in my life right now.</span><span style="font-family: Optima;"> </span><span style="font-family: Optima;">I need to pause here and be grateful for the
life I have and love and enjoy.</span><span style="font-family: Optima;"> </span><span style="font-family: Optima;">In 2012
I took a only me weekend break from life.</span><span style="font-family: Optima;">
</span><span style="font-family: Optima;">Karsten took Charlee went to Wyoming, along with my phone and other
electronics.</span><span style="font-family: Optima;"> </span><span style="font-family: Optima;">I packed some clothes, some
writing stuff, my scriptures (religious books), and a calling card. I stayed in
a luxury suite in Park City, which had a walk out deck to some walking
paths.</span><span style="font-family: Optima;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">It was not because I was
unhappy with my life; it was that I had stopped being happy in my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt like I was just going through the
motions, I was surviving and crossing things off the list but it was not living
my life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">I looked at each aspect of
my life, the relationships I had and tried to determine what I had and what I
really wanted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have the life I have
because I choose this, I do like being married to Karsten, I do like being a
mother to Charlee, I do like being a Mormon, I do like being a daughter, sister
and and an aunt, and I do have great friendships.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I thought and wrote about all the ways I
wanted to make these things better.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How
I wanted to enjoy, cherish and grow these relationships.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">There were many things and
even relationships I looked at, which I did not enjoy, things that were taking
away from my life and not adding to my life. I thought about why they were
there, how I could change them, could I let them go. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">Oh it was good; even now 2
years later I can feel the relief from that. I took the time to walk through
nature, I took the time to pray from my heart and listen for guidance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I took the time to listen to my heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I took the time write it out and dig to the
bottom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was hard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was some ugly crying<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">As I packed my bags and
left that room, I was a different person then when I checked in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was grateful to meet up with my
family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt raw but energized.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt like I had found myself under all the
bullshit I told myself for too many years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">Nothing big changed, at
least for a while. Inside things were different.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was able to make better choices, I was more
conscious of those choices.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I carved
some time out of my day to check in with myself and make sure I was being true
to whom I was.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">I started being more honest
with people, not just a people pleaser, I started praying more and listening
more. I started doing more things out in nature.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I started enjoying my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">It has been hard to let go
of many things and relationships that were not working.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Keeping everyone happy does not hurt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The life lesson of letting go is not
something I will ever be okay with.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">Two years later, I am
sitting in my home surrounded by nature.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I am more active, and my family is more active.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have found a way for my home to be open to
those I love and care about.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My spirit
feels stronger.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am enjoying the good
and bad parts of my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wish I were
further along in some areas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wish I were
brave enough to share details with you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Optima;">I want you to make the
choices for you, to have joy in your life, let go of those things that hold you
back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sit with yourself, listen and
discover who you are and what you need.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Now that I have a 5 year old, by some miracle I too have grown eyes in the back of my head. It is not enough that I know this and keep this little secret to myself. Oh no. I had to tell Charlee I had eyes in the back of my head and that is how I always knew when she was breaking a rule.</div>
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I think it started 6 months ago, in a desperate moment I told her I had eyes in the back of my head and would know if she broke a rule, then of course she wanted to see them and had all sorts of questions about them. I told her only other moms could see my magic eyes. I told her sometimes they were asleep and not looking so they were not seeing anything right now. I had to tell her they were perfect eyes and did not need glasses like my front eyes. Why did I have to keep adding to the story? Because she just kept asking and asking.</div>
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A few weeks ago, I was feeling brave and took her with me for my eye dr appointment. I grabbed the electronic ritalin (iPad) and headed out the door. Of course she was so curious about all the screenings and tests, and watched everything. I am assuming you have been to an eye doctor and had the thing in front of your face as you try to decipher the letters that are 800 feet away. The office actually had a mirror you looked at, a screen behind you that reflected the letters for you to read. Charlee was sitting under the mirror, and did not know it was there.</div>
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I sat down, went through the drill answered the questions, at one point the optometrist left the room, and Charlee said. "Mom, how come your magic eyes don't know the letters." I was confused and she pointed to the screen behind my head and said you keep saying C and it is a O. I told her they are just testing it all out. And then she told the doctor that my magic eyes in the back of my head usually see things really good. </div>
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The other day Karsten came home at the same time she was walking down the stairs. She looked at me and asked. "Did your magic eyes see that." I told her yes and she needed to go back and fix it. Karsten looked confused and said, "What did she do?" I said I have no idea. She came back down and told me she flushed the toilet and used soap to wash her hands.</div>
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Sometimes at night when I can't sleep, I think I really should tell her its not the eyes that are magic but the ears that pick up the rattling of the candy wrapper, the shutting of a door, the scary silence from naughty deeds. But then I re-think telling her about the clues she gives me, because she is always 2 steps ahead of me anyway.</div>
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Today it happened, she had had it with the magic eyes. She was not going to play the game. She was not going to be out smarted. I was cooking in the kitchen, her back was to my back. She was coloring. I heard it the the tearing of the crayon paper and the chewing on the crayon. Without turning around I said. Charlee stop eating your crayons, put that in the garbage and if it happens again you will be coloring with a pencil. Of course she asked how I knew what she was doing and I just pointed to the back of my head. She got so mad and said, "Well my magic 5 1/2 year old eyes saw you cooking, and you can not see my 5 1/2 year eyes because they are magic and only 5 1/2 year olds can see them."</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-41879537953375060362014-06-30T13:10:00.002-06:002014-06-30T13:10:28.643-06:00Good Bye West Jordan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
For 13 years West Jordan was home. It is weird that this chapter has come to a close. It has been bitter sweet. We had great friends and neighbors that will be missed. Everything about our lives changed while we lived in that home. As for the why we moved, there are a few reasons but the main reason is, we want to grow our family through another adoption, our current attempts have not worked. We needed more money to go through a private agency. Selling our home is how we are going to do that. Right now we are renting in Draper. <br />
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We are so grateful for our excellent Realtor Dawn Perry, who helped us get an offer in 50 days at a fair price. She was amazing and know how to market our home to potential buyers. I think she had 5 open houses and handed out over 1,000 flyers.<br />
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Charlee's favorite statement to announce to strangers, friends or anyone is. <br />
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A fact she learned from her cousin Luke and now it is her mission to announce it to the world.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-36862933121013313792014-05-20T15:21:00.000-06:002014-05-20T15:23:19.774-06:00Sewing with 5 Year Old<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I love teaching her new things and watching her learn. She is slow but percise. She is more patient then me.</div>
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Charlee's first sewing project was a little pillow for her Birth Mom Elle, she was so excited to give it to her. I messed up the finish edge, but Charlee's seams were perfect. <br />
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I am so glad I took a moment out of my craziness right now to do this. Who knows maybe next time we'll attempt a pillow case. Sorry we are not taking any orders right now, and will not be opening an Etsy shop . . . yet.<br />
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Stop the emails</div>
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Stop the phone calls</div>
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Stop the showings</div>
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Stop the open houses</div>
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Stop the assignments</div>
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I am not complaining. I am just letting you know my head is swimming. Right now I want to finish what I have agreed to before I take anything else on. And just now the phone is ringing again, one moment. . . sure I can take dinner to a neighbor.</div>
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I want to find 2 hours to<br />
spend in my yard, getting it ready for the summers.</div>
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clean out my car</div>
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call and catch up with my friends</div>
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take a bubble bath</div>
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have time to shave my legs</div>
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make cinnamon rolls.</div>
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Yeah, just jinxed myself got a text to work an extra 16 hours this week. That thumping is my head hitting the wall.</div>
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I just have to remind myself:</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-40562000930453252392014-03-19T07:26:00.001-06:002014-03-19T10:16:49.746-06:00For Sale<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Book, sans-serif;">The past 10</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;"> months we have been getting
ready to put our house on the market.</span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">
</span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">That is a job!</span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;"> Now</span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;"> that
the excess furniture is in storage, the unused items are boxed, some walls have
been repainted.</span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">We get to have a nifty
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<span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">You can see all the details <a href="http://utahrealestate.com/1217369" target="_blank">here.</a></span></div>
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preschool and also a job, this has been a work in progress. The hardest part has been the emotional good
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<span style="font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">This is our first home, we were
only married 4 years when we bought this home.
It is Charlee’s first home, and Fred’s first home. The parties, the get togethers and just
hanging out, with friends and family. So
many memories created in these walls. We have loved this home, it has been our
sanctuary from the world.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I have scrubbed and shined every inch
inside and out, sometime with my tears, this house has been a blessing in our
life. It’s time for this home to be a
blessing for others. </span></div>
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memories to create and a new place to live.
Where that is we don’t know yet.
Once we have said our farewell to this home and welcomed the new owners
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to live in a great neighborhood, with an amazing ward family and an amazing
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-5937245465478666472014-03-11T15:31:00.001-06:002014-03-11T15:31:47.383-06:00A Very Bad Day, I Lived To Tell About<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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left his phone and his wallet at the house before he went to work. I knew he
was working in Orem and I did not know how I could get it to him.</span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">I could not worry about it, I had too many
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kids Minda and Katie. They were going to
help me pack and clean. We were going to
make the kids lunch and give them time to play and destroy Charlee’s room.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I started in the garage, I was pleasantly
surprised to discover a case Soft Scrub and a case paper towels on one of the shelves,
they were on my shopping list and now I could cross that off my list. Charlee
was feeling adventurous and we were all busy, we did not notice her climbing
into the truck, starting it and putting it in drive. Luckily, Katie swung the door open and
stopped it before it could do any damage. I was so scared but could only think
to put her in time out, and talk to her more about it later. I was rearranging
boxes and Charlee was supposed to be sitting on the stairs in time out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was out of his cage and Charlee was holding the lock, she had figured out how
to unlock it and had let the polar bear out.
This polar bear is one of Karsts favorite things, he took such good care
of the little guy and always kept him locked up and safe. When the bear was younger he used to play in
the back yard and had always been nothing but gentle with Charlee. Now he was full grown and little children
were around and I panicked. I yelled at
my friends Minda and Katie to grab their kids and lock them in the house
because the bear was out. Minda started
yelling at me about how crazy having a polar bear in our house is, and at this
point I agreed with her. I was frantically
trying to call Animal Control because I had no way to get a hold of Karst to
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Control, Katie kept opening all the boxes from amazon to see what was
inside. It was a printer, some t-shirft
a waffle maker, and St. Patrick’s decorations. I told her it doesn’t matter it
all has to be packed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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our Christmas tree was still up with my mom’s Christmas ornaments on them. I was feeling so overwhelmed, unorganized,
and behind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Then Karst shook me, told me he was
leaving for the office and Charlee was on the couch watching cartoons. I felt a physical sense of relief that this
was all just a really bad dream and I don’t have to worry about a polar bear, or
Christmas decorations, but I did need to get Soft Scrub and paper towels from
the store. Too many tasks, restless
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-41448686519965364622014-03-04T15:41:00.000-07:002014-03-04T15:43:01.593-07:00When He Spoke My Love Language . . .<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">I am not a Valentine’s Day fan, the
expectations get out of control. I am ok with little or nothing on Valentines, a card is perfect.</span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">On the years I do get gifts, most of the
times it is a mix CD, which I love and listen to in my car, they make me feel
connected when we are apart throughout the day.</span><br />
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anything and was surprised to get one of the best gifts I have ever received. It came in the form of an email. It was an eReceipt for some Hockey Game
Tickets; row 1 in the corner, seats 2, 3 and 4, Utah Grizzlies vs. Alaska Aces. Karst is a genius and got me a gift only he knew I would love but never spend the money on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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everything I dreamed it could be plus so much more. Siting rink side you can feel the chill of
the ice coming through the floor. You
see the expressions and the effort of the players, hear what the players are
saying and when the excitement builds you get to pound on glass. You can feel
the force of the players as they checked each other, hear the puck as it bounces off the side boards. Sharing such an experience
with Karst and Charlee was the cherry on top. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I really loved every moment of it.
Even though we sat by crazy 50 year old lady, a school teacher from Rock
Springs, with bad breath, who talked to us like we had never seen hockey. The game was intense, the Grizzlies had lost
to the Aces the day before and they were in for the win, it was tied a couple
times and the last 10 minutes of the 3<sup>rd</sup> period we finally pulled
ahead and kept the lead 4-3. Charlee said I was screaming too loud.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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year for Valentines, Karst spoke my Love Language and got me Rink Side Hockey
Tickets!! I am a very lucky girl!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-20114752884311038892014-02-25T20:14:00.001-07:002014-02-25T20:16:56.560-07:00Am I On A Game Show?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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called 1001 Question. The prize for
answering correctly, is more questions. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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cars need keys? Why can’t I have grilled
cheese for breakfast? How come there are no leaves yet? Where are those cars going? Did dinosaurs go
swimming? How did Indians take baths? How come those people are not at work? How
does the paper get pink? What bugs do you like? Are we lost? Why do we need
gas? Have you been on this road before? Is a$shole a bad word? Why do you say it? To her credit I don’t
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there was not enough of the story, and she kept asking for more details. Going to a movie theater takes some planning,
she needs to be able to ask her questions.
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because their magic and she can say as$hole because she is the driver, that is
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Opening up about infertility to my friends who are in the different phases of life I have learned valuble truths about
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<li><span style="font-size: 7pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My friend Stormy,who had just lost her mother and
was now facing life at 30 without any parents sent me a message about
supporting and loving others around us, no matter the situation it opened my
eyes that others around me were grieving and suffering. </span><i style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: #ed7d31; mso-themecolor: accent2;">Don’t have a pity party alone, others are grieving also, find them. Love them.</span></i><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> I will always be
grateful for her wise words.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: 7pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">In a conversation with my friend, Elizabeth who
had 6 kids, (of course I was jealous), she just mentioned “really, you never
have to worry about being pregnant? Oh wow, that would be fabulous.” </span><i style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: #ed7d31; mso-themecolor: accent2;">It was then that I realized that fertility could be a double edge
sword.</span></i><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">The brief conversation
changed my thoughts about timing.</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">I
gained sympathy for others, who were blessed with children that came in a time not planned, and might have been overwhelming.</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">While talking with my single friend Christie,
who shared with me that when she does find someone she wants to spend her life
with, baring children will no longer be an option</span><i style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: #ed7d31; mso-themecolor: accent2;">. Many have missed
opportunities and they have to let go of their family dream.</span></i><span style="color: #ed7d31; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">We cried together about what will never be. My sympathy grew for
those who had lost the opportunity to bare children.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: 7pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My friend Kim, shared with me her struggle with
choosing to have a hysterectomy, at the age of 26, although she had 3 boys who
she loved. Having so many girl problems, it was recommended by her doctor, to
have the procedure. </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">She had second
thoughts and struggles, but knew it was best for her health and well being</span><i style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: #ed7d31; mso-themecolor: accent2;">. I realized many have to close the door on fertility, even though
they are still young.</span></i><span style="color: #ed7d31; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Years later, in a new marriage I
have watched her find her way through adoption, a very rough road for her.</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">It is heartbreaking watching a good mother,
fight so hard for children to bring into her home.</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">What really opened my eyes, about </span><i style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="color: #ed7d31; mso-themecolor: accent2;">the truth</span></i><span style="color: #ed7d31; text-indent: -0.25in;">
<i>every woman faces their own fertility</i></span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">,
was in talking to my friend Becky, she had 4 children, they were older, she was
older and now going through that hmm “change.”</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">She shared with me her unexpected grief and sorrow in letting go of that
part of herself. I recognized the grief of getting older.</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> N</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">ow I watch her trying to support and help her daughter go through IVF, to start her own family.</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">She feels helpless watching her daughter go
through this, and wants to help her daughter find some peace in her life.</span></li>
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<i><span style="color: #444444;">#6</span><span style="color: #ed7d31; mso-themecolor: accent2;"> <b>YOU NEVER HAVE CONTROL OVER FERTILITY.”</b></span></i><b><span style="color: #ed7d31; mso-themecolor: accent2;"> </span></b></div>
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<span style="color: #ed7d31;"> </span>Every woman has a point in her life
that she feels the grief of this. No
matter the circumstances, our own choice, age, body failing or the many other
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I no longer categorize myself as an infertile woman. I categorize myself as a woman, who has
already discovered the truth about fertility. I decide how much I will hold
onto the hurt. How much I will reach out
to other woman and talk to them about this truth. I am always a better person listening to
someone else share with me their journey of motherhood, and very grateful we do not have to find these truths on our own.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-61261960067176936782014-02-10T20:33:00.000-07:002014-02-10T20:33:19.800-07:00For all my Auditing Friends & Their Spouses - Enjoy the BS (busy season)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-29642861270434918492014-02-07T13:19:00.000-07:002014-02-07T13:22:45.692-07:00Our Sochi 2014 Olympic Party<div class="MsoNormal">
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tonight. Total prep time was maybe 2
hours and the cost as under $30!! I google imaged and went through Pinterest and I found some
great ideas, (maybe for Rio 2016?) but
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Geography & Olympic
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I found this map for $ 6 at <a href="http://www.uisupply.com/?s=world+map&x=0&y=0">Utah Idaho Supply Store.</a> Where I picked up some star stickers. <o:p></o:p>To show the sports I printed off the <a href="http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/winter-olympics-2014-pictograms">Olympic Pictograms</a>, $10 at <a href="http://fedexoffice.com/">FedexOffice.com</a>. </div>
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Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-52660033941253235692014-02-04T11:37:00.000-07:002014-02-04T11:37:43.905-07:00Celebrating the Olympics!! Sochi 2014 - bring it!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
O is for Olympics. And it is exciting. <br />
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We are going to celebrate excellence. Hard work. Achievement. Goal Setting. Sportsmanship. Defeat. Endurance. Diversity. Talent. Skill. And Love.<br />
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The Opening Ceremonies are in 3 days. This is how I will be teaching Charlee about the world, geography, language, culture. This is how I will be teaching her about joy, and successes and sadness and how nothing is guaranteed, but good or bad you have to move on in life.<br />
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Thanks to OnDemand we will watch what we can, and track what we can't. Here is a link to the schedule. <a href="http://www.sochi2014.com/en/schedule-and-results">http://www.sochi2014.com/en/schedule-and-results</a><br />
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It may not be a party every night. But we will be watching and learning and experiencing these games together. . . . if your close and want to join us. Please do! (we might be eating fruit loops). Oh and be sure there will be plenty of tweets and fb posts to keep you in the loop.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-18447439831471865052013-12-30T19:12:00.000-07:002013-12-30T19:12:09.777-07:00Happy New Year<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This was going to be a Merry Christmas post, but as usual I am about a week behind. We love this time of year. The good food, fun times with friends and all the crazy business. Our Christmas was wonderful, we spent time with family, nothing exciting.<br />
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There is something about spending time with people you don't see all the time. We had an early Christmas Dinner with my family a few days before Christmas. Watching all 5 cousins play together is enjoyable.<br />
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We spent Christmas day in Wyoming. Santa spoiled her, she got the polar bear family and penguin family she wanted plus some too many other toys. She played and played with her cousins, but she played most with Uncle Brandon's dog Eddie. After we opened presents we went to Elle's parents home to visit them. Although Elle was not there and was missed we were able to Skype with her there. Of course Charlee was spoiled there and she was teasing everyone. We then went back to Grandma's and helped get dinner ready for 30. Charlee was a great helper, she cut some veggies and did a lot of clean up. Now that she is 5 she is a big girl who can help.<br />
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We are grateful for our supportive family and appreciate it when we get to spend time with them.<br />
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I can't believe another year has come and gone. It has happened so fast. No amazing changes or great vacations, just enjoying our life and trying to find ways to squeeze more into a day then we should. <br />
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I am still having problems getting pics from my camera onto my computer because of all the space, I am trying to move pictures to cloud storage system, but it is not going as smooth as I hopped. HELP! Any suggestions? Tell me how you manage.<br />
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Happy New Year!!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470384564995386947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8585402969125155924.post-53010028554172460482013-08-30T01:24:00.002-06:002013-08-30T01:24:36.325-06:00Sharing a Truth . . . I don’t always tell people I am Mormon<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Wow . . . that was scary just to write.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I did not grow up in Utah, once I moved
here I found out that sharing you’re a <a href="http://lds.org/">Mormon</a>, is not always a positive
experience.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I first moved to
Utah people would ask me if I was a Mormon, when I told them yes they would say
oh, are you a Molly Mormon or a Jack Mormon?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was confused.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>If I swore someone would comment that I must not be a good Mormon, if I
did not want to go to hang out with him or her, I was a judgmental Mormon. I
was just trying to be me, to grow up and to figure out who I really was.</div>
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I had a testimony then, and I have a testimony now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know what my beliefs are; I also know
what my strengths and weaknesses are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I need my religion, and my beliefs in my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I need to pray to my Heavenly Father daily, I need that
spiritual guidance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew this
then, I know it now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It takes work
to live obedient to my beliefs, some days are better then others.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My religion, my relationship with my
Savior is personal and for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A
part of my personal belief is that you have to live it and do it for
yourself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can do and say all
the right things, but if in your heart you do not feel it, it does not count,
that is a personal belief of my own.</div>
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I never felt so judged or watched.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was weird it was hard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And most of the time it was from others who were not Mormons
or who had chosen to no longer be Mormons.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They acted like I was the one passing judgment, when the
truth was they were judging me, what they thought I believed and how they
thought I should be living.</div>
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I stopped telling people I was Mormon, I would avoid the subject, hide it from those around me. It felt like they were attaching me personally and I was not strong enough to defend myself. I moved here not knowing anyone and not having family around. I was trying to make friends and connections here.</div>
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I have never pick my friends based on their religion;
my choice was made on how they treated me and how they lived.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Why was I not treated the same way? Most of my friends then and now are not mormon, I like being around others who are different then me.</div>
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Fast forward . . . many years and I am still selective about
what I share about my personal beliefs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Where I work part time, I am in contact with people
visiting Utah for the first time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They have questions about Mormons, sometimes about Temple Square, but usually
it is revolved around the Utah Liquor Laws, so it is not a time to share my
real beliefs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I usually respond
with “I am a Mormon but I did not grow up in Utah. I am not sure why the liquor
laws here are so different from other states.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then I ask them about their liquor laws, and honestly the
only thing they know is that at 3 am they can still get a beer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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I guess I want people to know who I really am; before I
share with them I am a Mormon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
guess like everyone I don’t want to be stereo –typed.</div>
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In the perfect world I would like to respond. </div>
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“I do belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day
Saints, or the Mormon church as you know it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is a great blessing in my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I believe in Jesus Christ, I know He is my Savior, I rely on
Him daily.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This church is
right for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t expect
it to be right for everyone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am
happy to talk about what I believe if you want, I am also happy to keep my
beliefs to myself, and just be your friend.”</div>
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Maybe someday I can say that, but in the real world, the
next time someone asks if I am Mormon I will smile and say, “Yes, tell me about
your religion?”<br />
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Well, FRESH, healthy and great dinners.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have always struggled with
meals.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I did do the <a href="http://wyomingmade.blogspot.com/2008/10/30-freezer-meals-in-8-hours.html">freezer meals</a><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(1 day cooking 28 meals
frozen), a few times.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I liked them
but I would not do them every month.</div>
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My mother in law has taught me a lot about cooking; I could
do a large meal for a large family. I have found great
recipe’s for when we had friends or family join us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just could not climb the “wonderful
dinner every night” wall.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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I knew I was not up to the mustard as a cook is when I had my<a href="http://lds.org/"> Young Woman Class</a> over for a “how to prepare the meal activity”, I handed Whitney a box
of scalloped potatoes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
held the box and blinked, she said “I have never made anything out of a box
before.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>WHAT?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> When its made in your</span> kitchen its home made right?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Yeah that day I learned I was falling short in the cooker
department.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(Charlee calls chefs
cookers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So now it is in my
vocabulary).<br />
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6 months ago the heavens parted, the angels sang and I
discovered<br />
<a href="http://www.thefresh20.com/">The Fresh 20 Meal Plan</a>.<br />
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was listening to the <a href="http://adamcarolla.com/COL/2013/01/melissa-lanz/">For Crying Out Loud Podcast</a> and Melissa Lanz was sharing about her Meal Plan The Fresh 20.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>5 MEALS,<br />
made from 20 FRESH INGREDIENTS,<br />
feeds 4 PEOPLE ,<br />
meal plan,<br />
emailed weekly with SHOPPING LIST,<br />
and NUTRTIONAL
INFORMATION.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>For $5 a MONTH.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
You can choose between CLASSIC, GLUTTEN
FREE or VEGETARIAN.<br />
<a href="http://www.thefresh20.com/getstarted/">Click the Link to get all the
details.</a><br />
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I have tested this for 6 MONTHS, (that’s 24 weeks, or 120
dinners) and I am never going back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It has seriously changed my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I am not exaggerating.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Along with great recipes, and shopping lists, my favorite part is the
step-by-step guide.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have learned
how to cook, how to sweat the veggies and why that is different then
sauté.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Cooking without the box is
better when you are walked step by step.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Karst</span>, has liked most of the meals and he is eating a lot more
veggies.<br />
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The first few weeks before going to the grocery store I
would google image some of the items I did not recognize to know what I was
looking for at the store.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But after awhile I have the hang of it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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3 weeks after starting the menu plan I went through my cupboards
and gave all my boxed and processed food to the food bank.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Knowing the Fresh 20 Recipes are
designed for 4 people, I use the suggested serving size for portion
control.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We usually have the
leftovers for lunch the next day.<br />
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Over the last 6 months I have been replacing
my old kitchen tools for newer, more appropriate versions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By the way <a href="http://www.harmonsgrocery.com/">Harmons Grocery Store</a> here in Utah has had all of THE FRESH 20 ingredients, plus a lot of kitchen
gadgets that make prep work easier.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>My pantry now holds items like Barley, Orzo, Brown Rice, Couscous, Grape
Seed Oil, Kosher Salt (it is NOT the same as table salt), and Quinoa.</div>
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We have not loved everything we have tried.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But I learn about different foods and
recipes’ with each one I try.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just
last week I made pancakes – from scratch!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I have made homemade Humus, Chicken Milanese, Shrimp Scampi, and Tuscan
Soup all from scratch.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I liked
some of these recipes enough to make again to share with friends or
family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The first month we would
sit down to eat and I would ask Karst to guess how many bottles or cans I
opened to prepare this meal, and the answer was usually 0 or maybe 1 (black
beans). (my <a href="http://instagram.com/wyomingmade">instgram "wyomingmade"</a> has more pictures of what I have made #thefresh20)</div>
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There is a prep guide, what you can prepare a few days
before to help with meal prep time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>For the most part, I am able to get the meals from, ingredients to the
table in 30-40 minutes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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One of my
favorite things about making dinner now is, Charlee is by my side, both of us in our aprons, her stirring
me cutting and chatting away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And
someday when someone hands her a box, she can look confused because WE DO NOT
COOK FROM BOXES!<br />
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In April Melissa Lanz released her first cookbook: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/0062200984/?tag=mh0b-20&hvadid=2398359332&ref=pd_sl_83iv8apqg1_e">The Fresh 20 Cookbook.</a><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of course you can buy
it on Amazon and Barns and Noble.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The cookbook has a seasonal meal plan, 16 meal plans, 150 dinners. I
however will be picking up my copy in the next week at <a href="http://www.kingsenglish.com/">The Kings English</a>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I will pick up a 2<sup>nd</sup> copy to
give away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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1) leave a comment about the last boxed meal you made </div>
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why you deserve the book (ie you have ate cold cereal for dinner more than once
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I paid for my menu plan with my hard earned; money and I
will be buying the books with my own hard earned money.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I want to share with you what has
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What if you got the chance to get your WHY question answered, completely and to your understanding, but it would only be one question. Which would it be? <br />
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W H Y?<br />
don't I crave spinach like I crave chocolate?<br />
do people bug me?<br />
can't I be nice to the people who bug me?<br />
doesn't Charlee sleep for 12 hours?<br />
are some people empty vessels, that need acceptance, get acceptance, but are still unfilled?<br />
can't I keep up on my home the way I expect too?<br />
can't I keep in touch with the people I want to?<br />
do I get mad at my husband for things that are not his fault?<br />
does it cost so much to live?<br />
do we work too much, watch every penny and don't feel like we are getting ahead?<br />
are people so nosy?<br />
can't I ask someone for help when I need it?<br />
do 49% of unplanned pregnancies to single women between the ages of 18 and 40 end in abortion and less than 1% end in adoption?<br />
do I want to sell all my baby things and move to the next phase?<br />
can't my car stay clean for just 2 days in a row?<br />
doesn't my body adjust better to a low calorie diet?<br />
am I afraid of showing my tender thoughts?<br />
can't I just be grateful for all I have and enjoy?<br />
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Answers anyone? Oh that's right these are my problems I get a lifetime to work on, and either I will figure them out or I will move on.<br />
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4 and a half years later, and it still happens. Just for everyone who asks, so do you still talk to the birth mom. Of course. While she no longer lives as close, the visits are farther between, they still happen. <br />
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We have tried to skype a few times, sometimes Charlee is into it and other times she wants to run and play, but when she can see Elle, she is eating up all the attention, and why not? <br />
We look forward to the time we do get to spend with Elle, Charlee's understanding of who she is grows. She loves her, admire's her and for the next week she talks about visiting with her birth mom. We love spending time with Elle, catching up and having fun together. <br />
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After the the previous visit, Charlee and I were looking at pictures and she asked me "How come we just call her Elle and not birth mom?"</div>
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During the visit when Elle and Charlee were alone, I asked Charlee to ask Elle her question. Charlee was shy and wouldn't not bring up the subject, I asked Charlee if she was alright if I brought it up and she nodded. I told Elle that "Charlee wants to know what she can call you?"</div>
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And because of how loving and kind Elle is, she said, "You can call me what ever you want." Charlee replied" I want to call you birth mom Elle." So for the rest of the visit she said it about 80 times and every time she would smile. In the car or in public Elle always responded to her and was great about it. I was grateful Elle was so accommodating to Charlee, and that Charlee expressed a need. I know in the future they will continue to work out their relationship, with or without me.</div>
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There is something there that is more than a friend, or an Aunt or another family member. For Charlee you can see her connect on a different level. I love watching their bond grow. I want her to know where she came from, I want her to embrace that. I want to be sure these moments happen. <br />
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Adoption is a gift of love that is given to the child, the child has a chance to be in a stable, loving home and an open adoption allows for the child to share more love with the birth family and adoptive family. <br />
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This relationship is as easy and comfortable, because we have made it so from the beginning. It feels normal, to us. <br />
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A few weeks ago, Charlee figured out, if you press really hard into a feather pillow you could pull the feathers out. She was obsessed with this. Of course we explained this was not a good thing, there was some time out done. We hoped she would get over it. </div>
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Daily, her and I laid down for some quiet time. Books are read, the timer is set, no one gets out of the bed until the timer goes off. Sometimes she falls asleep, sometimes I fall asleep. The timer goes off I wake up, she wakes up, and we go on with our day. It had worked well for about 6 months.</div>
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It isn't even the whole pillow, maybe just half. It is one of my older pillows so I figure she pulled a feather through and the seam tore.</div>
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Charlee is loves it; she is feeling all the feathers, talking to me about how soft they are.</div>
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Holy Shit was said a hundred times, under my breath.</div>
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She stood up and it went everywhere. I am on the phone with Karsten, I sent him pictures and he did not understand what was going on. He came home. I started cleaning up. Half the problem was they were so light, that when you tried to grab a handful the feathers would move. I filled up 1 garbage bag, 2 vacuum bags we did laundry at the house and I took the large bedding to the laundry mat.</div>
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Even though it has been a month I am still finding stray feathers under things. Just walking around you would look down and feathers were stuck to your legs. UGGH. </div>
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Here is a bonus for you blog readers, something I did not share on face book. 2 days after the incident in my bedroom, we are driving up to Heber and she throws up all over the back of my car, she had ate chocolate milk, cereal and a granola bar. Yes a piece of me died cleaning that up in 10 degree weather. </div>
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Charlee had done it again. My sweet little 4-year-old TORE OPEN ANOTHER PILLOW!</div>
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She bit a hole in the seem until she could get her fingers in there and pull.</div>
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I took this picture of her hanging her Mickey Mouse friends on a jewelry tree. Later while going through the pictures I looked at her and realized that little toddler, is no more. She is in big girl stage. Yay for her. Sad those days are gone. <br />
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Of course that means she will do chores without being hounded, she will not make huge messes and will always act appropriate in public. </div>
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