tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90988280118375780442024-03-13T15:46:33.811-05:00Life in the fishbowlJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-56723669034963514592013-05-23T14:47:00.001-05:002013-05-23T14:47:16.498-05:00EnoughIt has been a long time since I've been here... since I've "blogged". <br />
And that is part of the reason why... you see, I'm not a blogger.<br />
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There are a lot of things that I'm not.<br />
I'm not a sorority sister,<br />
I'm not a size 4,<br />
I'm not a marathon runner,<br />
I'm not a photographer,<br />
I'm not a social butterfly,<br />
I'm not especially pretty,<br />
I'm not outgoing,<br />
I'm not a member of the Junior League,<br />
I'm not part of a big, important family in my small town,<br />
I'm not June Cleaver,<br />
I'm not Martha Stewart,<br />
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I'm not a lot of things.<br />
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And there are a lot of things I wanted to do which I don't.<br />
I'd like to do dressage<br />
I'd like to jump horses<br />
I'd like to have a beautiful garden<br />
I'd like to do only whole eating<br />
I'd like to keep a house like Martha Stewart<br />
I'd like to be on the most liked list<br />
I'd like to be a perfect soccer mom<br />
I'd like to be a sharp dresser<br />
I'd like to have perfectly styled hair every day<br />
I'd like to be fit and thin and healthy<br />
I'd like to be a good dancer<br />
I'd like to be a good singer<br />
I'd like to be a piano player<br />
I'd like to be well traveled<br />
I'd like to be well read<br />
I'd like to do yoga everyday<br />
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There are a lot of things I'd like to do but I don't.<br />
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And that is fine.<br />
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Please don't underestimate that last sentence.<br />
It is harder to believe than it is to say or type.<br />
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I've spent so much time worrying about what I'm not and what I don't that I have a difficult time seeing what I am and what I do.<br />
I am a doctor.<br />
I can do a beautiful perineal urethrostomy and save a child's cat that she got as a gift from from her grandmother.<br />
I can remove a tumor from a dog's leg before it metastisizes to her lungs.<br />
I can see the inside of a dogs heart to find diseased mitral valves and place him on medications to give he and his elderly owner more time with each other.<br />
I can help a man say goodbye and end the suffering of his late wife's beloved poodle, who he has cared for and loved as his own for the years following her death.<br />
I am a mother.<br />
I can calm my screaming infant with one embrace.<br />
I can dry my toddler's tears with a few words and a kiss.<br />
I can hear my son's voice in the midst of a class full of children.<br />
I can get a smile with one tickle or grin.<br />
I can tell what by babies want and need when others cannot understand them.<br />
I am a wife<br />
and a sister<br />
and a daughter<br />
and a friend.<br />
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I am enough to those people.<br />
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I have wasted far too much time and tears and energy comparing myself to and trying to be other people. But I am already enough.<br />
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I won't have an interesting blog to strangers, maybe not to even some of those people who I know. But I don't care anymore. I'll post when I feel like it and I'll write what I feel like. No more trying to be something I'm not when there are people who already love me for who and what I am. I'd rather be loved by a handful than liked by a bunch of strangers.<br />
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So that's where I've been for a while. <br />
Now maybe I can find our camera cord... there has been a lot going on in our lives!<br />
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-33842328650781428512011-12-11T21:52:00.000-06:002011-12-11T21:52:41.275-06:00Hello Winter 2011!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> According to the powers that be, the official first day of winter falls on December 22, 2011.<br />
I'm not quite sure who or how or when this all first came about but I skimmed over the topic <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winter_solstice">here</a> and it has something to do with the distance of the earth from the sun and Julius Caesar and tropical year and the pope and the Council of Nicea...<br />
basically a lot of information I just do not have the room for in my brain right now...<br />
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...Caleb is officially a toddler you see...and I still have a full time job...and a full time marriage...so astronomy really doesn't fit in the top of my priority list right now.<br />
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...so I've decided that in my universe the first day of winter shall be December 1st...because that fits with my 12 months / 4 seasons = 3 months per season:<br />
So as I see it December, January and February are winter<br />
March, April, May are spring<br />
June, July and August are summer<br />
and September, October and November are fall.<br />
This is how things have always been in my mind...I don't know when this winter solstice = first day of winter business began but I'll tell you right now it is false. <br />
Says me.<br />
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That being said, we'll proceed with this post.<br />
You may have noticed that there has not been much to notice here on this blog...that's because this little fishbowl of ours has been jumpin' this fall.<br />
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We've had holidays:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pumpkin carving</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">picking out the perfect pumpkin</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">family photo op at the pumpkin patch</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With Grandma having our pre-Thanksgiving</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hunting for pecans at Grandma's</td></tr>
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We've had sporting events:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Hey! I need more cowbell!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">visiting Mamma and Dadda 's alma mater</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">checking out Bully</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"So there really ARE other bulldog fans.! I was beginning to wonder if everybody but me yelled Roll Tide or War Eagle."</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Woo Pig Sooie!!!" </td></tr>
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We've hunted wild game:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Delta boy at heart!</td></tr>
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Walks among the fall foliage:<br />
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Plus, we've had birthdays:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our best buddy Bryce turned 1 year old!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Great-Grandma Fisher's big birthday get together</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Mark was pretty funny!</td></tr>
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In fact, the biggest event in our little fall was Caleb's first birthday!!!<br />
He had a blast with all of our wonderful friends and family!<br />
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And now that the BEST SEASON of the YEAR (autumn) has come to a close it is time to buckle down and get ready for some serious winter festivities! We have quite a winter planned and can't wait to begin!<br />
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And since December 1st is officially the first day of winter in the fishbowl a certain special little fellow made his debut:<br />
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<a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_136993382">Meet Nerwin Twizzlebottom,</a><br />
<a href="http://www.elfontheshelf.com/">the Fisher family elf</a>:<br />
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Poor fellow must have been pretty chilly waiting all morning out on the front porch to be let in!<br />
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See ya next year Autumn, and Hello Winter!</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-84229142128021013942011-09-23T21:10:00.000-05:002011-09-23T21:10:52.453-05:00back from vacation(s)!So I've been away from the blog lately...like over a month and a half lately...<br />
I doubt that many noticed but just in case you did here is a brief summary of what has been going on in the fishbowl as we wrapped up our summer...<br />
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...work..work and more work...<br />
eating...with our hands!!!<br />
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enjoying a minibreak-birthday weekend in our own town's resort...<br />
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and eating with our utensils...(sorta)...<br />
crawling very quickly,<br />
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...in other words..getting into EVERYTHING!<br />
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road trip with Granddaddy Bull to Wisconsin<br />
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(14+ hours)...argh...<br />
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finally got there! Days straight of playing with cousins Rae and Justin!<br />
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First trip to the zoo!!!<br />
loving the jellyfish...<br />
kinda a tough decision...who is cooler Aunt Wee-sa or jellyfish...<br />
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...definitely Aunt Wee-sa!<br />
then sadly driving home from Wisconsin...<br />
another 14+ hours...argh...<br />
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work two days then another road trip with Grandaddy Bull to Arkansas for the holiday weekend!<br />
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worked a week...and out on the boat...finally agreed to wear the life vest sans tears...<br />
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Off to Nashville Gaylord Opryland Resort for a veterinary conference...<br />
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remember my <a href="http://jbfisherfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/moonlighting.html">one night stint at our local ER veterinary hospital</a>??? well picture me in 40+ hours of lecture about nothing but emergency and critical care! <br />
(I was sweating bullets at the hypothetical situations I could potentially end up in some day! eeek!)<br />
Lucky enough to visit with classmates from vet school...<br />
watched our bulldogs get beat by a bunch of corndogs at the resort sports bar...sad.<br />
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Met the Hubbs and Caleb that weekend in Tennessee at his Uncle Mark, Aunt Amy and cousin Amanda's house for dinner...<br />
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ehem ahem...<br />
somebody took his FIRST STEPS right there in their living room (about 3 steps to be exact)!!!<br />
spent the next morning at brunch then in the beautiful walkways in the resort on Sunday<br />
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then once again headed home...smarter, fuller and tired!!!<br />
first ice cream cone...<br />
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Whew...its been a busy month and a half!<br />
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Good to be home!!!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-26901350062161215522011-08-06T18:00:00.001-05:002011-08-06T18:00:02.000-05:00The most beautiful cake in the world!Today is my birthday! <br />
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We won't discuss <i style="font-weight: bold;">which</i> birthday exactly.<br />
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Although it has been said:<br />
<i>"You either get older or you don't."</i><br />
and I don't prefer the don't!<br />
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To celebrate, the Hubbs made me a cake!<br />
From scratch!<br />
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He searched and searched for a recipe with berries...<br />
you see I love cakes with berries...<br />
strawberries,<br />
blackberries,<br />
raspberries,<br />
blueberries...<br />
you get the picture.<br />
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He found a recipe that sounded fantastic!<br />
<a href="http://tastykitchen.com/recipes/desserts/blueberry-buttercream-cake-with-blueberry-filling/">(from here)</a><br />
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He slaved away...<br />
scoured my extremely unorganized and crowded pantry for all sorts of exotic ingredients...<br />
such as baking powder,<br />
baking soda,<br />
cornstarch,<br />
cake flour,<br />
vanilla extract...<br />
you get the picture.<br />
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He made the cake from scratch...<br />
he made the blueberry glaze filling from scratch...<br />
he made the blueberry-buttercream icing from scratch...<br />
and I'll tell you what,<br />
that cake <i style="font-weight: bold;">tastes</i> fantastic!<br />
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However, making buttercream icing is a little tough if you've never had the experience before...<br />
and when your wife decides to put the whisk attachment to the mixer in the dishwasher just before you begin to make the buttercream icing...<br />
and when your wife doesn't really know the exact reason that the paddle attachment won't work quite as well as the whisk attachment so she lets you proceed with making buttercream icing with a paddle rather than a whisk...<br />
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...so the blueberry-buttercream icing was a bit more of a blueberry-buttercream glaze?<br />
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but it's the thought and the taste that count in the end!<br />
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AND THEY WERE BOTH FABULOUS!!!!<br />
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Thanks Hubbs!!!<br />
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It was WAY better than Sugarbakers (and that's pretty impressive)!<br />
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The Crime:<br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">this time however, </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">he was not the victim.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypU4GuCayfs/TjyXiBf4qGI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2cnmFVbssbQ/s1600/IMG_3174_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypU4GuCayfs/TjyXiBf4qGI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2cnmFVbssbQ/s320/IMG_3174_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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We were pretty sad to hear that our child is now the class "biter".<br />
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Luckily, no wounds were left on his friends from the incident...<br />
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although he tries to pretend as if he is completely innocent whenever the subject is brought up<br />
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it turns out he decided to bite his teacher the very next day! <br />
along with Momma's knee later that evening!!!<br />
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I'm afraid he is beginning to develop a preference for arms and legs over bananas and puffs...<br />
These three are beginning to look a little similar.<br />
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Hopefully this phase will pass!<br />
We'll say our prayers,<br />
and cross our fingers...while we still have them!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-52125335734798413932011-08-02T12:52:00.002-05:002011-08-02T14:20:54.997-05:00Happy 30th MTVThis week marks the 30th birthday of MTV!<br />
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Okay so not really a huge earthshattering event but what the hay, I'll go ahead and celebrate...kinda...<br />
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From what Wikipedia says, MTV was first broadcast on August 1, 1981...which I must say at this juncture was really NOT that long ago...ehem ehem.<br />
...because if it were long ago it would make me slightly younger than really old. <br />
which is not so.<br />
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Anyway, the first music video was, appropriately, "Video Killed the Radio Star" by the Buggles who I had never heard of before yesterday when I googled it.<br />
...and I must admit I kinda love it!<br />
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The second song, Pat Benetar "You Better Run"<br />
...who knew Pat was a chick???<br />
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A little different than "Single Ladies" huh?!<br />
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MTV has undergone quite the metamorphasis since it's birth way back when<br />
and from what I remember as music videos pretty much 24/7 to what is now basically reality tv somewhat sometimes geared toward stars of the music industry...often not so much...<br />
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Everybody in my generation remembers the "old MTV" where you tuned in to listen and watch the hottest musicians and pop stars put even more life into their songs with dance, drama and of course...often the COOLEST clothes ever!<br />
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Now, I was not allowed to watch MTV...<br />
but you know how that goes.<br />
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So today, here is a recap of the videos I most remember watching growing up<br />
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But first...one of my faves not available to embed but you can see it on YouTube <a href="http://youtu.be/GuJQSAiODqI">here</a><br />
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Then came the Real World New York and TV as we know it was forever changed!...think, Snookie and her poof<br />
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What about you?<br />
Were you allowed to watch the dreaded MTV?<br />
What videos do you remember?Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-64535010886586188192011-07-21T10:23:00.001-05:002011-07-21T10:25:22.160-05:00Birthdays, love bugs and water babiesOur little family has been pretty busy this summer.<br />
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I probably didn't mention yet how there is a group of about four families that all announced a pregnancy about the same time that we announced ours...weird...there must have been something in the water eh?<br />
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Anyway, last weekend was the first of the something-in-the-water babies to have his one year old birthday celebration! <br />
And Caleb was invited! (So of course Momma and Dada decided to tag along and crash the party!)<br />
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His momma made quite a fuss (as all good mommas should!- and as I plan to!) and wore her self out setting up a Dr. Seuss themed birthday at one of the local parks in town- the Splash Pad.<br />
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Now I had heard of this but I wasn't quite sure exactly what a splash pad is but obviously we brought along his Little Swimmers assuming that he would be needing them...<br />
should have brought some for Dada too!<br />
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There were a lot of smiles...<br />
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and a few not-so smiley moments...<br />
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and some "I just am not quite sure" moments...<br />
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but overall...Caleb approves of the Splash Pad!<br />
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Too bad we forgot to bring a towel.<br />
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And that naughty little love bug reared his head too...<br />
at least for Caleb...<br />
He just can never seem to keep himself from holding Miss Sydney's hand when they get together!<br />
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He met up with one of his other water baby buddies too...<br />
at first he didn't display the affection that he did for Sydney,<br />
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but eventually he gave Peyton his blessing and all was well!<br />
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</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-74136930092847171472011-07-13T21:34:00.000-05:002011-07-13T21:34:38.017-05:00house...browsing<span id="goog_688299294"></span><span id="goog_688299295"></span>Yesterday, the Hubbs met me with the Child (Caleb of course), to go check out a new house...<br />
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Yep, that's right...<br />
We have begun timidly looking into what sort of property we plan to purchase in the next one to five years...so I wouldn't exactly call it hunting yet.<br />
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Note that I wrote "purchase" rather than "move into"<br />
you see there are many options here...<br />
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We could buy a ready made place<br />
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...like the one down the road,<br />
with 40ish acres, a barn, an already fenced in pasture, a beautiful four bedroom home (with a porch!) and a storage barn.<br />
<i><Which is by the way "somewhat" out of out price range - like take our budget, divide it in half and tack that half back onto the whole...so meaning its 1 1/2 times what we would be able to spend comfortably...bummer></i><br />
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Or, we could buy a place with land and an older smaller house<br />
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or...better yet, we could turn it into a guest house<br />
<<i>another word for a house for MY MOMMA someday! just a thought...and I like it!></i><br />
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Or we could buy land and stay where we are for a while with the plan to eventually build a home<br />
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Which means that we would have to choose house plans...and clear the land, and fence it and build the barn and landscape and gravel the drive and run water and electric, and phone lines and have a septic tank or sewage lines placed...argh<br />
...lovely idea<br />
until you have to follow through on it.<br />
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I already mentioned we have found one place we love...but its expensive and well...<br />
...well, its not exactly for sale.<br />
Which kinda hinders us from buying it.<br />
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So we've been looking around and have come across a few (very few) other properties that seem to be worth looking at.<br />
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Our Priorities:<br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Ideally we would keep our short drive (15-20 minutes) and have at least 10 acres</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><i><and no skeezy houses nearby></i> </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I didn't think this was a tall order</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">...but apparently it is.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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Right now we live about 8 minutes from the grocery and drug store but about 15 minutes from "real" town (which is known as Wal-Mart here) and our drive to work is about 15-20 minutes.<br />
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Some of the properties are great because they include a lot of land and they are in rural setting<br />
<i><read as not across the street from a sorta skeezy neighborhood> </i><br />
however they would involve an even longer drive to work -not ideal- and also from the grocery.<br />
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Some properties are located conveniently close to town but have smaller lots and very close neighbors <i><which may potentially mean problems with their car eating dogs and fireworks </i><i>scaring</i><i> the horse, again></i><br />
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We found some very pretty land close to where we live now<br />
...then our realtor informed us that about 95% of it was in the flood plain of the nearby creek...not ideal! <br />
<i>Knowing him sure is handy!</i><br />
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Which brings me back to yesterday...<br />
We met our realtor yesterday to look at a house...<br />
The Hubbs, the Child and I had made a drive by a week or two ago and my hopes were high.<br />
Yeah it looked like the beds needed to be straightened a bit but the size of those trees! And the beautiful old Bradford pears lining each side of the drive! And the size of the yard! Plus we hadn't even seen the swimming pool or barn yet! EeeeK!<br />
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As we pull in I noticed the large Japanese maple by the front porch...one that size would surely cost hundreds of dollars to have planted! EeeeeK!...but wait...are those Christmas lights still up? "Hmm"...I think as the sweat drips off my nose and forehead due to the sweltering July heat...the heat index by the way was said to be something unreasonable like 116 yesterday...<br />
There was an old 50sish car of some sort parked in the driveway too...something tells me this may not be just any old Joe who owns this place...it has been on the market for a while now...<br />
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The owner is home and will lead the tour of the house, which I understand from the few previous times I've seen houses on the market (along with Hubbs or from when Momma was house hunting) is not typical...he is a polite man who you can tell dearly treasures the various antique furnishings and civil war memorabilia he has throughout the house.<br />
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The house itself is great...many custom features that the original homeowners placed such as curved cabinetry doors in the kitchen, deadbolt locks at the top of the doors leading outside to the backyard with the pool to prevent children from drowning (never a plus), beautiful high ceilings and custom rounded windows in the foyer and great rooms and even a small room that served as a nursery inside the enormous master suite! There is back deck that spans around the back of the house with old, established crepe myrtles looking out at the pool and even a little mini bar with running tap out by the pool! The pool area is fenced in with a privacy fence already also!<br />
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However, the problem with buying somebody else's house is this...its still their house when you look at it. And after buying our first house, while I can still see us sitting on our back deck with our mojitos watching our children swim with their friends on the other side of the crepe myrtles and I can see that sweet little baby girl in her little pink nursery nook in our bedroom and I can imagine huge Easter egg hunts under those beautiful blooming bradfords...<br />
...I now am adding up the cost of having somebody come remove the algae and tadpoles (seriously they had legs!) from the pool, hiring a timber company to clear the forest that was the pasture (we couldn't even get to the barn - I was sooo disappointed!), new carpeting, refinishing those poor beautiful but dried hardwood floors, a new built in microwave, oven, stove top, dishwasher and refridgerator, updated cabnitery fixtures, and fixtures in the bathrooms...plus hireing a painter to come paint the trim throughout the house and remove wallpaper...<br />
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<i>< Now, I </i><i>don't</i><i> </i><i>mind</i><i> </i><i>painting</i><i> </i><i>walls</i><i> but after </i><i>multiple</i><i> </i><i>horrible</i><i>, </i><i>scarring</i><i> </i><i>experiences</i><i> with </i><i>removing</i><i> </i><i>endless</i><i> </i><i>walls</i><i> of </i><i>wallpaper</i><i> in my </i><i>Momma's</i><i> house I </i><i>say</i><i> "</i><i>H</i><i>-</i><i>E</i><i>-</i><i>double</i><i> </i><i>hocky</i><i> </i><i>sticks</i><i> </i><i>NO</i><i>" to </i><i>EVER</i><i> </i><i>doing</i><i> that </i><i>again</i><i>! And I </i><i>hate</i><i> </i><i>painting</i><i> </i><i>trim</i><i> too-no </i><i>horrid</i><i> </i><i>memories</i><i> there just </i><i>don't</i><i> like it!></i><br />
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...and that wouldn't even touch cleaning up the flower beds<br />
<<i>note</i><i>, I said </i><i>cleaning</i><i> up not </i><i>ripping</i><i> out- there are </i><i>tons</i><i> of </i><i>gorgeous</i><i> </i><i>plants</i><i> on the property- and I </i><i>HEART</i><i> a property with pretty </i><i>plants</i><i>!></i><br />
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Which reminds me...have you ever seen the movie Money Pit? <br />
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If not you should!<br />
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So the Hubb's and I decided that if the place were in better shape we would probably be willing to pay the asking price or near it...there was just no way we could justify paying that for it as is.<br />
Heartbreaking. <br />
Caleb's hypothetical little sister would have loved her little pink nursery nook...and her little paint pony out back behind the pool.<br />
C'est la vie. <br />
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One more reason that house hunting is so hard...<br />
you have to leave all of your hypothetical, potential memories at the door when you leave.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-7036652650162113402011-07-07T11:21:00.001-05:002011-07-07T11:25:14.686-05:00Happy 7th of July!!!I do NOT heart the 4th of July...I might even hate it.<br />
Okay, so before you get upset with me...<br />
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I understand the purpose of July 4th...<br />
to celebrate our independence<br />
to thank the Lord for this wonderful place we are lucky enough to live<br />
to remember those who lost so much to give us these freedoms<br />
and to thank those who served and continue to serve our country to protect our rights.<br />
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All wonderful things!<br />
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However, speaking of our rights...<br />
I sure have to request that one of them be taken away..<br />
the right to shoot off fireworks whenever and however long you want to...<br />
and again, and again and again....<br />
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I mean really, I'm all about fireworks on July 4th and New Years...<br />
I have great memories of shooting them off on our street with my Daddy when I was little (who by the way, made sure we did not aim at houses or yards and that we were done long before any neighbor's bedtimes)<br />
and of bottle rocket wars (yes I know that is not a good idea for anybody) in a friend's field<br />
and maybe even on the occasional personal special event...<br />
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but is it REALLY necessary to shoot off super loud and disruptive explosive devices 5 days in a row?<br />
or at 5pm, 8pm, 11pm, 2 am etc day after day?<br />
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Maybe it is because we live out in "the county" in northwest Alabama...<br />
maybe it is because <i>some</i> people who live out here were raised not by normal, healthy God-fearing parents rather they were seemingly raised by a pack of rabid (and very ill-mannered) wolves?<br />
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Some of us do work for a living and would appreciate a full night's rest.... at least one out of 4-5 consecutive days.<br />
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But the actual reason I have come to abhor the fireworks that occur for days on end twice a year for the past 2 1/2 years is because of this guy:<br />
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He HATES fireworks.<br />
He is thinks fireworks indicate the end of the world<br />
or a huge scary monster<br />
or the thunderstorm from hell.<br />
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Honestly I don't know what he thinks...<br />
but I for one think that one of the scariest things around is a half ton creature flying desperately around the pasture or attempting to jump over/through the 6 foot high walls of his stall...<br />
seriously...it's not fun.<br />
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It has gotten to where we don't really even want to go out and check on him during the firework marathons because if we do find him missing a leg...<br />
or bleeding out onto his stall floor...<br />
we can't even get near him to help him without getting killed in his mad frenzy.<br />
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Soooo this year we decided to try something new...<br />
since stuffing his ears night after night with cotton...<br />
playing the radio super loud to drown out the booms...<br />
and leaving the barn lights on to try to distract from the fire-y skies...<br />
was not working<br />
...at all.<br />
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Instead, we used drugs.<br />
And lots of them.<br />
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Poor Moby was a pin cushion...<br />
five nights in a row.<br />
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but it's okay...whatever lets the county "folk" enjoy their ENTIRE WEEK of blowing $#^* up.<br />
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I'm just glad we found a way to keep him from impaling himself on the stall door.<br />
But I'm happy to report he still has all of his legs, eyes and ears!<br />
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So if you see me next July 2nd ish-6th ish or Dec 31ish -Jan 5th ish and I am very very tired, grumpy or bitter...<br />
please don't think that I don't love the holiday itself...<br />
I just really really hate part of the evening festivities...<br />
(and for a few hours I kinda dislike the people who cause them too!)<br />
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and I do actually long for the days when I could enjoy the pretty fireworks displays with carefree joy!<br />
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So with that I'll sign off saying:<br />
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HAPPY JULY 7TH!!!<br />
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In addition...July 7th is pretty stinkin' awesome because it is also the day my Momma was born!!!!!<br />
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and that kinda does warrant fireworks!<br />
(just not near MY house please!)<br />
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Happy Birthday Momma!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-8754916972442865792011-06-28T16:25:00.000-05:002011-06-28T16:25:32.668-05:00Day in the Life of a Dog-Doc: My list of patients.With all of the rough weather, today was a little slow.<br />
A good day to find the humor hidden in all of this soggy, groggy, mess.<br />
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Today my day included working on three very special doggies...<br />
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Trixie<br />
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Dixie<br />
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I like anything that rhymes so it made me a little bit happy!<br />
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Next funny thing about Trixie, Dixie and Pixie...<br />
one of these furry friends was a boy doggie! <br />
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Can you guess which? <br />
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If so you will recieve a prize!<br />
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...the prize is that you will have the satisfaction of being correct!!! <br />
Yay for you! (if you are in fact correct...)Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-76333454744859437592011-06-22T19:56:00.000-05:002011-06-22T19:56:58.268-05:00the IncidentOur little Caleb hit another milestone today...<br />
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not walking <br />
or pulling up to stand<br />
or even another tooth (we have 5 now by the way!!!)...<br />
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He recieved his first "INCIDENT REPORT" from daycare today.<br />
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That's right...his teacher sent a note home with him from school!<br />
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The Offense:<br />
Crawling around like a houligan...<br />
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What Happened: "Crawling on the slide and went down face first. hit his head on the ground!"<br />
Action Taken...rushed to the ER for an emergency laparotomy...<br />
not really...<br />
Action Taken: "TLC"<br />
...my baby loves TLC!<br />
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This is the slide:<br />
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This is the child as we picked him up at daycare:<br />
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I think we are gonna have a handful with this one.<br />
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Also,<br />
Tomorrow is my day off!<br />
I'm thinking about getting my hair trimmed and getting ready for my Momma to come visit me!!! <br />
YAYAY!<br />
To celebrate this and because it has been so stinkin' hot I think I'll also try making<a href="http://tastykitchen.com/blog/2011/06/mango-frozen-yogurt/"> this</a> !<br />
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One sad note...I'm going to miss this weekend's trip to Mississippi to meet sweet baby Chandler Graham...<br />
he is the Hubb's sister's new addition and from the pictures I've seen, he is precious!<br />
He has had a tough time but finally got to leave the hospital yesterday at eleven days old!<br />
Hubbs is going to see him first hand but I guess I'll have to wait a little longer...he better take some pictures of that sweet lil baby!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-59146778703257311612011-06-20T23:41:00.000-05:002011-06-20T23:41:23.286-05:00to Hubbs- Happy(?) 1st Father's DayDear Hubbs,<br />
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I realize your first Father's Day weekend was not a hit...<br />
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The day before...you stayed home with said screaming baby while I was at work.<br />
And you woke up with me to quiet him just before midnight Saturday...<br />
and just after midnight on Sunday...<br />
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So I wanted to wish you a happy "Day after Father's Day"...<br />
because your first one didn't turn out so hot...<br />
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or rather it was too hot...<br />
like when you set up a 6:30 am tee time on Sunday to avoid the sweltering heat...<br />
but you didn't really avoid it at all...<br />
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and then you rushed home to take us out on the ski boat...<br />
to do a little knee boarding...<br />
or tubing with your little boy...<br />
or to finally teach me how to water ski...<br />
but ten minutes after we got the boat in the water...<br />
we were putting it back on the trailer and heading home...<br />
with a screaming baby...<br />
who wouldn't stop.<br />
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And then you begged your mean, sleepy wife for a back massage and you got only a ten minute neck massage...<br />
ok two minutes...but I did scratch your back too...<br />
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Ok so your Day after Father's Day isn't turning out too well either...<br />
due to the sore neck and back...<br />
and the last minute visit to the pediatrician today...<br />
and what will probably turn out to be another near midnight showing of screaming ear-infection baby.<br />
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But we do love you!<br />
Lots!<br />
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Here is a bit of a recap of your first 8 months as a Daddy to our little Caleb:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You were SO excited to finally meet me!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Youf4zTGT9o/TgAdpptTMgI/AAAAAAAAArc/-x8oOvXCt1w/s1600/IMG_0333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Youf4zTGT9o/TgAdpptTMgI/AAAAAAAAArc/-x8oOvXCt1w/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and hold me...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgQGskv3Zs4/TgAbrPaYkPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/MGYgQuh_QeA/s1600/IMG_0483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgQGskv3Zs4/TgAbrPaYkPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/MGYgQuh_QeA/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and introduce me to your friends and family...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKGFS9n4f5c/TgAbj6_KQbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/WWSWth2ELB0/s1600/IMG_0473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKGFS9n4f5c/TgAbj6_KQbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/WWSWth2ELB0/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and to take me out and show me off (after my first doctor's visit)...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q9V7aE6f0SY/TgAbwjKNtzI/AAAAAAAAArA/psbCQntI2Tc/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q9V7aE6f0SY/TgAbwjKNtzI/AAAAAAAAArA/psbCQntI2Tc/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and begin family traditions like the pumpkin patch...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RT3tdytc-ak/TgAcGarwjcI/AAAAAAAAArE/-9zwXiiaxQ4/s1600/IMG_0764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RT3tdytc-ak/TgAcGarwjcI/AAAAAAAAArE/-9zwXiiaxQ4/s320/IMG_0764.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and the Christmas tree farm...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fj6et8cafU/TgAcYUI_vuI/AAAAAAAAArI/0_buK0koDkc/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fj6et8cafU/TgAcYUI_vuI/AAAAAAAAArI/0_buK0koDkc/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You really liked the Christmas gift I got you...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rjasj7gA3do/TgAcj4RigpI/AAAAAAAAArM/7ikvV_xgvys/s1600/IMG_1188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rjasj7gA3do/TgAcj4RigpI/AAAAAAAAArM/7ikvV_xgvys/s320/IMG_1188.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and I really liked the ones you got me!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNlF_EdgYts/TgAcmIaOrrI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-w41dQSPY4Q/s1600/IMG_1196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNlF_EdgYts/TgAcmIaOrrI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-w41dQSPY4Q/s320/IMG_1196.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You taught me how to defend myself against no count penguins...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlCoeuzrilU/TgAc296JGEI/AAAAAAAAArU/T3inIULbNCc/s1600/IMG_1363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlCoeuzrilU/TgAc296JGEI/AAAAAAAAArU/T3inIULbNCc/s320/IMG_1363.JPG" width="213" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and how to play in the snow!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZQkNTo6NOs/TgAd2502tFI/AAAAAAAAArg/V7NL2PQ0I-c/s1600/IMG_1416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZQkNTo6NOs/TgAd2502tFI/AAAAAAAAArg/V7NL2PQ0I-c/s320/IMG_1416.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I've learned how to dress nice for church...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2cYFKLw8mI/TgAbBdbVYXI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wPbUhrl_rHY/s1600/IMG_1519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2cYFKLw8mI/TgAbBdbVYXI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wPbUhrl_rHY/s320/IMG_1519.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and how to bundle up for cold weather.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLoz6ufTTjA/TgAbKgjJY3I/AAAAAAAAAqw/e-wRWQg4JxE/s1600/IMG_1482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLoz6ufTTjA/TgAbKgjJY3I/AAAAAAAAAqw/e-wRWQg4JxE/s320/IMG_1482.JPG" width="213" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty soon I'll have to learn how to snow ski too!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5xJvhQgEwE/TgAaiyK4rdI/AAAAAAAAAqo/C2jwYVCFtZY/s1600/IMG_1852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5xJvhQgEwE/TgAaiyK4rdI/AAAAAAAAAqo/C2jwYVCFtZY/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You wouldn't dare pinch me on St Patty's Day.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCwuMN_M-5Q/TgAZ8ffiPqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/sTaJK_QjNPc/s1600/IMG_2094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCwuMN_M-5Q/TgAZ8ffiPqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/sTaJK_QjNPc/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Proud Dada!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEt-r1iBH9o/TgAYZ9PDzlI/AAAAAAAAAqE/-Om2m4yg7dk/s1600/IMG_2645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEt-r1iBH9o/TgAYZ9PDzlI/AAAAAAAAAqE/-Om2m4yg7dk/s320/IMG_2645.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm not so great at driving the boat yet...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hIXgdO6nA54/TgAaQR-SQVI/AAAAAAAAAqk/T3QBzZwjjtU/s1600/IMG_1953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hIXgdO6nA54/TgAaQR-SQVI/AAAAAAAAAqk/T3QBzZwjjtU/s320/IMG_1953.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">but I'll be your little skipper any day!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1pC0QBgvQY/TgAZvE47ECI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ioXbocO_5mc/s1600/IMG_2196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1pC0QBgvQY/TgAZvE47ECI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ioXbocO_5mc/s320/IMG_2196.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I sure love boating with Dada!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bHeMLbqxpY/TgAZGshErHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/MJZ3ah_WnK4/s1600/IMG_2500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bHeMLbqxpY/TgAZGshErHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/MJZ3ah_WnK4/s320/IMG_2500.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and swinging!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgw_qWq2VkA/TgAZQITUI5I/AAAAAAAAAqY/2pWZrJ42Qdc/s1600/IMG_2475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgw_qWq2VkA/TgAZQITUI5I/AAAAAAAAAqY/2pWZrJ42Qdc/s320/IMG_2475.JPG" width="213" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You're teaching me how to walk too!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PzfNky8E2bk/TgAYm4ZK0JI/AAAAAAAAAqI/UvVDrWO8TWE/s1600/IMG_2629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PzfNky8E2bk/TgAYm4ZK0JI/AAAAAAAAAqI/UvVDrWO8TWE/s320/IMG_2629.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and how to swim!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul2n_wtP_jk/TgAYAbw_dbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/IkIb2RNhiwE/s1600/IMG_2778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul2n_wtP_jk/TgAYAbw_dbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/IkIb2RNhiwE/s320/IMG_2778.JPG" width="213" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You're pretty funny...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqeJoR5CxAI/TgAYChzu7SI/AAAAAAAAAqA/o4x7PRjAhG0/s1600/IMG_2780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqeJoR5CxAI/TgAYChzu7SI/AAAAAAAAAqA/o4x7PRjAhG0/s320/IMG_2780.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and I love teaching you how to play with toys!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-11897286219569694132011-06-15T15:06:00.001-05:002011-06-17T17:07:17.402-05:00Doc says: " "Fix" your dogs and cats!"<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi0GD5KRVC8/Te_YBa9lQzI/AAAAAAAAAok/ant5jVjS1zM/s1600/Rockwell_Veterinarian_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi0GD5KRVC8/Te_YBa9lQzI/AAAAAAAAAok/ant5jVjS1zM/s1600/Rockwell_Veterinarian_2.jpg" t8="true" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Normal Rockwell</td></tr>
</tbody></table>There are three very important...the most important...topics I discuss with clients concerning caring for their dogs and cats.<br />
1) spaying and neutering or as we like to say down here in these parts "get 'em <em>fixed</em>"<br />
2) vaccinations<br />
3) heartworm preventative<br />
and oh yeah:<br />
4) listen to the doctor instead of GoogleUniversity.com<br />
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so we'll say FOUR most very important topics.<br />
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There appear to be a few common <em><and some uncommon></em> misconceptions about spaying and neutering cats and dogs.<br />
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First, we'll address terminology.<br />
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When you spay a dog or cat you remove some of her reproductive organs, her ovaries and uterus, thus preventing her ability to ovulate and become pregnant.<br />
...you cannot spay a boy dog. or cat.<br />
When you castrate* a dog or cat you remove two of his reproductive organs, the testicles, thus preventing his ability to impregnate his girlfriend.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">...you cannot castrate* a girl dog or cat.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
<em><I previously said "neuter" instead of "castrate" but the Hubbs (Dr. #1- he thinks anyway!) suggested (strongly) that I correct this...apparantly SOME people consider spaying a female to be neutering... but I will tell you, that is not how I, myself, roll></em></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LkLByGLEKok/Te_p_pkM40I/AAAAAAAAAoo/7kFvVC9J0oc/s1600/adopt_dog1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LkLByGLEKok/Te_p_pkM40I/AAAAAAAAAoo/7kFvVC9J0oc/s320/adopt_dog1.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Second,<br />
when you prevent pregnancy you prevent unwanted/ homeless puppies and kittens...<br />
you also prevent potential problems for momma dog or cat such as<br />
dystocia- which is the inability for her to successfully give birth to her babies which will lead to one of three things: surgery, euthanasia, or a long, painful death of the momma. <br />
With all of these death of the puppies/kittens is either possible or guaranteed.<br />
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but wait! there's more!<br />
spaying a female prevents much more than pregnancy.<br />
It prevents pyometra- infection in the uterus which will be fatal unless treated with...you guessed it...surgery.<br />
it can prevent malignant mammary tumors...aka bad breast cancer<br />
it will prevent cancer and other disorders of the ovaries and uterus.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpWMOlvLybM/Te_qWh3CPYI/AAAAAAAAApI/NfVyG1zkZNI/s1600/happy+dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpWMOlvLybM/Te_qWh3CPYI/AAAAAAAAApI/NfVyG1zkZNI/s320/happy+dog.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me<br />
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Third,<br />
when you get rid of a dogs testicles you prevent not only your dumb neighbor dog from getting pregnant and creating more dumb neighbor dogs (or worse...cats)...<br />
but you can also prevent your dog from displaying those oh so annoying and dreaded MALE behaviors...<br />
like...peeing on things...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EFCC9aG52w/Te_qSctXpNI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Xu7m3zx9BPg/s1600/dog-peeing1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EFCC9aG52w/Te_qSctXpNI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Xu7m3zx9BPg/s320/dog-peeing1.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /></a></div>peeing on your car tires<br />
roaming the hood for bitches (totally used in the definition for female dogs way-hehe)<br />
peeing on your newly planted begonias<br />
roaming the hood and fighting other boy dogs who are also out looking for love in all the wrong places<br />
peeing on your rosemary plant that you would have liked to use for cooking dinner<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VlEEz8wJ6wA/Te_qT2TYsyI/AAAAAAAAApA/xupnkCb9kJk/s1600/dog-pee-upside-down.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VlEEz8wJ6wA/Te_qT2TYsyI/AAAAAAAAApA/xupnkCb9kJk/s320/dog-pee-upside-down.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /></a></div>the tendency to be more likely to growl, snap and be a total jerk<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4pinIB8FNc/TfkFC2ZnbRI/AAAAAAAAApY/OJ9YEw28E8c/s1600/dog-bite-funny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="292" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4pinIB8FNc/TfkFC2ZnbRI/AAAAAAAAApY/OJ9YEw28E8c/s320/dog-bite-funny.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /></a></div>also, peeing on your suitcase which is in the driveway <em><yes that so happened to me></em> and having to stop at every tree, shrub, tall patch of grass and even fire ant hill to sniff for ten minutes only to leave about 3 drops of pee at each stop<br />
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ps...this all applies to unwanted behaviors in male cats also:<br />
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Fourth,<br />
With cats we also worry about FIV...HIV in cats basically...<br />
having his or her naughty parts in full working order drastically increases a cats chances of getting it...and eventually dying from it. <br />
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not happy times<br />
Plus, if you spay your cat, she won't sit outside and meow all night long to the boys...so she can make six more of these:<br />
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Those are pretty much the most common discussions about spaying and neutering.<br />
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Here are some other <em><sometimes amusing> </em>discussions:<br />
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-No, your cat is not in pain or dying...she is rolling around and hollering all weird because she is in heat...and horny...but yes I agree it is a little weird.<br />
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-Yes, your very very small Pomeranian "Sissy" can most definitely get pregnant by your Labrador "Champ"...no matter how well endowed he may be, love will find a way.<br />
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-Yes, your very very small and vertically challenged daschund "Shorty" can most certainly impregnate your bull mastiff "Lucy"...don't ask me how this happens because I have no idea but these guys are determined and I'm pretty sure it would be hilarious and go viral on You Tube<br />
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-No, it will not make him/her fat...but the cheeseburger you feed him/her will definitely pack on the pounds<br />
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-No, it will not make him/her lazy...but sitting at home eating cheeseburgers will.<br />
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-No, I am not concerned about it inhibiting the growth of her long bones (?) after all, we are not going to the WNBA, correct?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>ah...a day in the life!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-65850315099435268342011-06-08T14:56:00.000-05:002011-06-08T14:56:37.224-05:00eaves dropping at workOne day a conversation was overheard between our receptionist and a client after a visit concerning her dog's tendency to "scoot" or drag his bottom along the carpet, grass etc in an attempt usually to relieve discomfort from full anal glands. The client wanted an estimate for removing the anal glands...to the receptionist's answer the client replied, "Three hundred and sixty dollars?!!? Lord, for that she can just scoot her ass right on down the road for all I care!"<br />
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ah! Thanks anonymous client for the comic relief!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-80358207699374538092011-06-06T22:09:00.001-05:002011-06-06T22:10:04.613-05:00My MemphisThis past week Caleb & I hit the road...<br />
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the destination?<br />
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Memphis!<br />
<i><my kinda sorta hometown?></i><br />
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First of all, Memphis is sooo great!<br />
One and a half days is no where near long enough to hit all of the high notes...or even half of them!<br />
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We did have some good eats!<br />
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Momma, Caleb and I went to a little restaurant in the Cooper Young area of midtown called Sweet Grass<br />
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I had a pimento cheeseburger- sooo good- sorry I ate it before I thought about taking it's picture...my bad!<br />
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Momma had a Cuban sandwich...super tasty!<br />
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Later, I met my Daddy for dinner and chowed down once again at the one, the ONLY place to ever even think about enjoying ribs...<br />
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THE Rendezvous!<br />
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Don't even think about arguing with me on this one...these are the only ribs that matter!<br />
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and the atmosphere is the best!<br />
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And check out what was parked next to my Honda in the parking garage...<br />
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The next day on the way out of town I met my Daddy again for lunch. <br />
Our plan was to go to the Blue Monkey in cute neighbor hood around south Front Street...<br />
but apparently they take their no under 21 policy pretty strict...<br />
I guess Memphis doesn't have the whole no smoking in restaurants thing going and I must admit I was a little bit offended that they sent us away just so a bunch of fools can have the option of giving themselves lung cancer...oh well...<br />
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as it turns out...we went somewhere 100 times better!<br />
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The Arcade is the oldest restaurant in Memphis...who knew? <br />
Believe it or not, I have been a practically daily commuter to Memphis since I was born and I don't remember EVER having dined here!<br />
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Plus it's just so darn cute!<br />
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A few quick photo-ops at the condo my Daddy is staying in while his house's flood damage is repaired then a trip to visit with my sweet Aunt Melissa and Caleb and I hit the road to get back home before Caleb's dadda made it back from his long day at work!<br />
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Love my Memphis!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-16055033908691766052011-05-22T08:14:00.000-05:002011-05-22T08:14:20.151-05:00the "me" police and my chocolate obsessionI often feel that some things in life would be sooo much easier if I had my own personal police force.<br />
Their goal would be to prohibit, enforce and basically just police yours truly...me.<br />
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Let me explain...<br />
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My dogs are all nice and lean...why?<br />
because I am the one who says what goes in their mouths...<br />
<em><although they do occasionally sneak treats like horse poop...which is abundant in these parts...my pasture at least></em><br />
I care about their welfare and their well being and their health so they are on a strict, measured diet of a very high quality food.<br />
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If only I could do the same for myself.<br />
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Seriously. <br />
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Now I'd admit that I'd be a little...we'll call it, disgruntled... if I were suddenly locked away from all food and only able to eat what some higher, well- intentioned being allowed me.<br />
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But, I would be a much skinnier <em>and healthier blahblahblah</em> disgruntled person.<br />
Which would be nice!<br />
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I was going to give up chocolate or caffeine or alcoholic beverages for Lent...<br />
but that fell through...<br />
I definitely lean on these things to get me through the day...<br />
<em><the first two anyway...I must have them! the third is just nice to have occasionally...like on the weekend or after an especially long day of work></em><br />
Seriously though, I used to depend on coffee to warm me up on freezing cold winter mornings<em> <And Yes, sis we DO have those down here- even if it's like minus 30 up there where you are it does not make plus 30 here any more bearable for me!> ...</em><br />
but now...its ALL mornings...then a soda or sweet tea midday to keep me going!<br />
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Chocolate, however, is the devil and salvation all in one.<br />
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A moment on the lips , forever on the hips...it's true.<br />
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But when you need it, none of that matters.<br />
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My new rule...unless you are Godiva, Swiss, or some fantastically decadent freshly baked dessert...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7rHsCXTdoro/TdbjkHWGs3I/AAAAAAAAAnA/7O-fOQqU3Pw/s1600/godiva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7rHsCXTdoro/TdbjkHWGs3I/AAAAAAAAAnA/7O-fOQqU3Pw/s320/godiva.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div>I don't need you anymore.<br />
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Really.<br />
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You too Snickers.<br />
I mean it.<br />
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P.S. I will miss you dearly.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-45496531409670565652011-05-20T22:25:00.002-05:002011-05-21T09:25:40.379-05:00new do and the case of the missing dinnerSo...I got my hair did...<br />
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Melba at the salon put it in a ponytail and cut straight across...<br />
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3 1/2 inches...poof!...gone!<br />
then she just kept on cutting and cutting <br />
and trimming and trimming..<br />
shorter and shorter and shorter<br />
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And I LOVE it!<br />
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She kept asking me...its not too short is it?<br />
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I was a little sad when I was scrolling through ideas for hair and makeup on yahoo this morning and I realized "oh yeah I can't do cute braids or romantic curls" <br />
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but then I realized that the last time I braided my hair (other than to sleep in) was when I was in oh we'll say about 8th grade...<br />
...and that I only curled my hair say every...2-3 months...<br />
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then I remembered how it took me only FIVE MINUTES to dry my hair this morning!!!<br />
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YAY!!!<br />
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Here is me after sleeping in an hour too late the following day...<br />
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Hey...its way better than a gross pony tail...every single day!<br />
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Before:<br />
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After:<br />
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What do you think?<br />
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as a side note:<br />
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while preparing dinner tonight we played a little game of where did the duck breast run off to?<br />
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So, I am sure most of you don't eat much duck,<br />
but I'm from the Delta<br />
and my daddy is a duck hunter<br />
so YES! I eat duck. <br />
It's delish and I'm not afraid to say it!<br />
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Tonight it was sauteed duck breast with sweet peas and rice.<br />
While I was waiting to begin, I was preoccupied with something in the guest quarters...ok the guest room...<br />
anyway when I returned to the kitchen,<br />
something was missing:<br />
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It was that darn cat. <br />
He is the devil.<br />
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So I searched high and low for Toonces and the missing meat...<br />
I even looked under the bed.<br />
Finally I found him under the kitchen table<br />
<i><I know...surprise right?></i><br />
But there was no duck to be found...<br />
until...<br />
I saw this little lady trying frantically to scarf it down.<br />
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I snatched it up and commenced to clean the floors with all my might!<br />
Raw meat = GROSS!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-65095045327641422612011-05-13T21:19:00.001-05:002011-05-13T21:23:23.823-05:00Happy Momma's Day!This year was my first Mother's Day to celebrate as a real live Momma!<br />
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to this guy:<br />
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I feel soooo lucky!<br />
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Although we are trying to cut down on gifts and other purchases I still made out like a bandit!<br />
...with my<br />
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new cook book,<br />
new (and much needed) colander,<br />
and beautiful flowers!<br />
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After church and lunch,<br />
we went to the park!<br />
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where we went strolling...<br />
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cheesing...<br />
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swinging...<br />
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and sliding!<br />
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It was all very fun...<br />
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...and exhausting!<br />
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Overall it was a wonderful way to spend my first real live Mother's Day as a mother!<br />
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The only part missing?<br />
My dear, sweet Momma :(<br />
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but she's 3 hours away.<br />
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A few days earlier Caleb and I sent her our love...<br />
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signed with finger paint!<br />
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What else have we been up to?<br />
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Going to First Fridays!<br />
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Attempting our own 6 month old photo shoot!<br />
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That's all folks!!!<br />
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things have been "hectic" here in the south.<br />
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I've been pretty busy with work, my little family and celebrating upcoming events with friends.<br />
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I've been worrying about my family back in Arkansas<br />
we are having the worst flood since 1927<br />
and the Mississippi River isn't supposed to crest until May 10.<br />
My momma's house is less than 1/4 mile from the levee so that is freaking me out<br />
My daddy's house has already flooded twice in the past week<br />
so I'm a little worried about them.<br />
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And I have been thankful<br />
and overwhelmed<br />
with feelings and grief for those who have lost so much in the tornadoes everywhere around me.<br />
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For some reason they seemed to have gone around us here.<br />
But just 69 miles southeast of us Cullman was hit<br />
just 34 miles south of us Phil Campbell was obliterated<br />
just 40 miles south of us Hackleburg was hit, destroying an elementary school...with children inside.<br />
And there are so many more communities that lost so much.<br />
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I've said it before...I'm not good at touchy feeley so this won't be like that<br />
but even though we haven't been directly affected by the tornadoes, it has been on our minds and in our prayers for the past week.<br />
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While the storms came through our town I prepared the closet for myself, baby Caleb, and the three dogs (the hubbs went to work...not my idea there)<br />
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We were blessed that the storm passed over us quickly and the hubbs made it home safely.<br />
We got ourselves back out of our makeshift shelter...<br />
except for Sue...he stayed...he hates storms<br />
...and bumble bees.<br />
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My other post today about spinach and mangoes and pears was actually written for April 17th but apparently I don't know how to properly schedule posts to appear!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-80124032275811370402011-05-04T20:43:00.001-05:002011-05-13T21:23:54.299-05:00spinach and mangoes and pears, Oh My!we have improved our baby food eating skills lately<br />
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So when I found a baby food that mixed mangoes and pears with spinach I thought...oh yeah! Sneaky!<br />
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What else we've been up to:<br />
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Granddaddy Bull came to visit<br />
and we went out for barbeque<br />
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Made some cucumber sandwiches for my friend <a href="http://jllnewbern.blogspot.com/">Lisa</a>'s baby shower<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">bread + pesto or mayo + cucumber slice + pesto or mayo + small or medium sized shrimp (found by the canned tuna in the grocery store) + parsley garnish</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">yummy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">such a pretty little pregnant lady! ALMOST makes me wanna be preggers too- in about 2 years!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-40810600175382550702011-04-16T11:29:00.152-05:002011-05-13T21:24:50.105-05:0030 Photos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>I was reading my friend Ashley's blog and saw <a href="http://andhudsonmakesthree.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-photos.html">this post</a>! <br />
So cute!<br />
She inspired me to do the same!<br />
<em><after all, imitation is the best form of flattery></em><br />
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{someone you spend a lot of time with}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">da Hubbs...we live together...we work together...we never get away from each other!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my baby laughing!</td></tr>
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{an old picture of you}<br />
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{a picture of your siblings}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lisa, Greg & Jeff- I'm the baby by at least 13 years!</td></tr>
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{a picture you've never posted on your blog before}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">at the pumpkin patch 2010</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leigh, Steph and Amber 2007ish?</td></tr>
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{a picture of your favorite place}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">THE south</td></tr>
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{a person you can tell anything}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my big sis Lisa</td></tr>
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{a picture of your everyday life}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">surgerizing...well not EVERY day but pretty often</td></tr>
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{a picture from a place you love} <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our honeymoon to Jackson Hole, Wyoming- us at Grand Teton National Park (2009)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1) when the Hubbs & I first started dating 2) College/Grad school days!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my momma...don't get to see her nearly enough :(</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">speaking of Memphis- Charles Vergo's Rendezvous ribs- can't beat 'em!</div></td></tr>
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</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">{a picture of your spare time}</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">uh...what spare time?!</td></tr>
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 {a photo from a great night}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">October 5, 2010</td></tr>
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<br />
 {the people that know you the best}<br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">{a picture of someone you always have fun with}</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">ever since high school!</span></span></span></div></td></tr>
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">{a picture of your parents when they were your age}</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">a little older than my age now :)</td></tr>
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 {a picture from last summer}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">waiting for Caleb</div></td></tr>
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">{a photo of your closest friend of the opposite sex}</div> <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Pat O'Brien's New Years 2008</div></td></tr>
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">{a picture of your favorite vacation}</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy took me on a cruise to Alaska- 2004ish</td></tr>
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{a picture of an accomplishment}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">more like a miracle- I'm more proud of him than anything else I've ever done!</td></tr>
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{a picture of your closest friend}<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my bff Stephanie from college</td></tr>
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{a picture from a photobooth}<br />
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I don't have any photobooth pictures! Is that wierd?<br />
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{a photo that makes you smile}<br />
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We didn't go crazy but we did have a nice day on the boat<br />
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dinner at his parents<br />
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and finished the night off with his special request:<br />
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Strawberry Swirl Cream Cheese Pound Cake from Southern Living March 2011<br />
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Of course we had to take a bath to rinse off all of the sunscreen:<br />
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We've also gotten really good at eating our feet...<br />
with our new tooth!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyOgcY6BhF8/TaOvrmX6s0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/QjTmySUmndw/s1600/IMG_2145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyOgcY6BhF8/TaOvrmX6s0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/QjTmySUmndw/s400/IMG_2145.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-87899567540951897182011-04-05T20:22:00.001-05:002011-04-07T16:23:52.121-05:00project: sista' slate the coffee tableSo...we've been looking for a coffee table...<br />
hubby found a lot that would do...<br />
I found a lot I hated to spend more than $50 on (which were all over $250)...<br />
and we found one that we both agreed we were in LOVE with...<br />
kinda like <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHNVCLwaKlQ/TZ0ZZaiFbSI/AAAAAAAAHao/kej4H2QLKpk/s1600/ct3.png">this one</a> which is a little bit like this one:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from <a href="http://www.woodlandcreekfurniture.com/publishsite/index.cfm">here</a></td></tr>
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for $1400.<br />
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...we didn't buy it.<br />
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So we did what we always do when we can't reach a decision...<br />
ignore the issue.<br />
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Then this came...<br />
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and because our existing coffee table had two glass panels on top we decided that we couldn't ignore the coffee table quest for much longer.<br />
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But to spend a few hundred dollars on something that will in the next few years probably see a lot of this,<br />
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this,<br />
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and this...<br />
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is not my idea of a good time.<br />
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So...we improvised!<br />
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We had to paint it because as I previously mentioned...Kane ate a leg and a few corners of the table when he was a young whipper-snapper.<br />
We removed the glass panels and were left with this:<br />
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Next, we sanded the wood down and painted <a href="http://www.behr.com/Behr/home#vgnextoid=c15eb3f45ecdb110VgnVCM1000006b0910acRCRD;channel=INSPIRATION;view=32">Behr's Pebble Stone</a>.<br />
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Then we had a piece of plywood cut to size and screwed it into the wooden frame,<br />
afterward we spent f-o-r-e-v-e-r figuring out how to arrange the slate tiles...<br />
We got our measurements wrong and were left with about 3 extra inches of tile with no table top to put it on...uh oh!<br />
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So off to Home Depot...no wait Lowe's...to have the tile cut with a wet saw!<br />
<em><they are much much MUCH more helpful at Lowe's></em><br />
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But in the end it turned out even better because we arranged the tile diagonally- always more appealing to the eye!<br />
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don't you agree?<br />
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So we adhered the tiles...<br />
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then added the grout...<br />
We thought we could stop here.<br />
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But no...apparently natural stone tile should be sealed?<br />
who knew?<br />
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So we applied sealer...and again...and again.<br />
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And alas, still we were not finished...<br />
the top looks great but the legs and sides...<br />
just too fresh and to clean, clean, clean...<br />
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So out came the sand paper!<br />
And out came the glaze!<br />
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And here is the final result!!!<br />
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We really like it!<br />
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Next...the end tables!<br />
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Added bonus...I have the left over slate pieces to put at the bottom of my potted plants now! (to help with drainage and I don't have to steal gravel from our driveway anymore!)<br />
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Plus...<br />
my Momma came to visit last weekend!!!<br />
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<br />
being cute...<br />
(by we I mean baby Caleb)<br />
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cooking and eating...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">potatoes + olive oil + garlic + rosemary + sea salt + pepper...yummy!</td></tr>
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learning how to use our new workbench and tools...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">learning how to rest like Daddy!</td></tr>
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doing laundry in our new laundry machines...(!!!)...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my oh my! aren't you purdy!?</td></tr>
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and re-inventing our coffee table...<br />
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because the dog ate it...<br />
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about 4 years ago...<br />
bad dog.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">this one.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">not this one.</td></tr>
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we'll see how it turns out soon! <br />
(my deadline is this Thursday)<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098828011837578044.post-90483160691607193212011-03-20T21:54:00.001-05:002011-03-28T22:57:38.324-05:00weekend-wrap up: our little skipper!Besides starting to recover (very quickly) from his illness,<br />
<i>< like a CHAMP I might add!></i><br />
Caleb had a few interesting activities this weekend.<br />
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First, he got very used to his "breathing treatments"<br />
<i><his nebulizer in Dr terms></i><br />
but that didn't mean he was happy about them.<br />
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Second, Daddy got the ski boat out of the barn and prepared it for it's first venture out onto the river on Saturday!<br />
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The one downfall... the battery was dead.<br />
oh well...<br />
After replacing the bum part, the whole family loaded up to head out for a short trip on the water!<br />
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<i><sans Boogie... she was very disappointed> </i><br />
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Caleb continued to rest with the relaxing waves lulling him to sleep<br />
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But he did awake to let his mommy know he was ready to eat... NOW!<br />
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He didn't think much of his hat... or his sunglasses<br />
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but over all, he did well!<br />
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Daddy was very happy to have the little skipper on board!<br />
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Third,<br />
Caleb continued his feud with "Mr. Sunshine"<br />
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He really has it in for this guy.<br />
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"Mr. Sunshine" is constantly smirking at the poor fellow...<br />
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Caleb can often feel his glaring eyes on the back of the poor baby's head<br />
so Caleb turns around and screams at him for staring at him!<br />
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<i><I can already hear the arguments between him and our hypothetical younger children></i><br />
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When Caleb finally gets his composure...<br />
he bites the stew out of "Mr. Sunshine"!<br />
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"That'll teach him to stare at me!"<br />
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and Fourth,<br />
Bananas!<br />
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Meanwhile, I got into a few things myself.<br />
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First, we checked out our new house on the river! <br />
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haha...just kidding...this is actually a friend's parents' new home...<br />
a little fabulous huh!?<br />
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Caleb can't wait to party it up at Uncle Blake's house!<br />
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I decided not to be all creepy and take pics of the inside of their home...sorry!<br />
but I did take a picture of their view...<br />
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Can you imagine waking up to this every morning?<br />
BEEEautiful!<br />
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Hey, we'd settle for their boathouse!<br />
It's purdy niiice too!<br />
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Second,<br />
I did a little cooking!<br />
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I made Italian Edamame for lunches this week...<br />
can't remember which magazine this recipe came from but it's one of my faves!<br />
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I'll put the recipe on the end of this post if you're interested!<br />
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I also made my St. Patty's day cut-out cookies for our little bunko group this Tuesday night!<br />
Rather than doing plain cut-out sugar cookies, I decided to try a new recipe from <a href="http://sweetsugarbelle.blogspot.com/p/recipes.html">here</a>...<br />
Sugarbaker's Chocolate Mini-Chip Cookies from this <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sugarbakers-Cookie-Cutter-Cookbook-Collingwood/dp/0684833182">cookbook</a>!<br />
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Looks tasty huh?!<br />
I'm thinking about green beer too...I wonder if any of those girls drink beer?<br />
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Third,<br />
We began planning for our vegetable garden!<br />
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Also, I planted some herb seeds<br />
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Most of my plants are faring pretty well...<br />
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so far all three blueberries are intact...<br />
(the Hubbs ran over this guy's original buddy with the lawn mower last year...he was in trouble!)<br />
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The curly willow I have been attempting to grow from cuttings of my Momma's tree for the past half decade decided that it didn't bite the dust last year after all! <br />
<i><although it is significantly smaller than it began!></i><br />
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Two of my five "George Tabor" azaleas kicked the bucket- two that I bought!<br />
(the others are babies from my Momma's plant)<br />
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There are <b><i>some</i></b> things I don't kill though!<br />
Day lillies, rosemary, onion chives, garlic chives, honey-suckle, and irises!<br />
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<i><I won't even get into houseplants...that's a morbid topic for me></i><br />
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and of course mint...can't kill it with round-up!<br />
<i><ok, so you probably could actually...I'll ask the dead azaleas...they know from experience></i><br />
here is the chocolate mint sprouting up everywhere...it was only about the size of a salad plate last year...<br />
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I think we may be in trouble- my Momma warned me!<br />
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This rose bush has turned out amazing!<br />
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It grew from about 1'x1' to this size in only two seasons!<br />
I'll have to get pictures once it starts blooming-it is so pretty! <br />
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The Hubbs had a big weekend as well...<br />
besides the boat, he had another first for the year...<br />
mowing...<br />
and mowing...<br />
and mowing...<br />
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He's also been busy with the mulch...it's a LOT of fun.<br />
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Unfortunately, our weekend ended on a somewhat crumby note... starter went out on the truck <br />
no good<br />
no good at all.<br />
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Hope your weekend went well also!<br />
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Here's that recipe:<br />
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<b><i><u>Italian Edamame </u></i></b><br />
<i>serves 4</i><br />
<i>prep time: 20 min</i><br />
<i>total time: 55 min</i><br />
Ingredients:<br />
2 medium zucchini (about 1 lb total), ends trimmed<br />
1 tsp olive oil<br />
2 cloves garlic, minced<br />
1 3/4 C chopped onion<br />
1 3/4 C diced red bell pepper<br />
16 oz edamame, shelled<br />
2 C canned diced tomatoes with Italian herbs<br />
3/4 C orange juice<br />
1/2 C chopped fresh basil<br />
2 C cooked long-grain brown rice (can be replaced with any small whole-wheat pasta such as rotini or orzo)<br />
garnish with fresh basil and orange slices<br />
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>Slice zucchini in half lengthwise; cut acrss to make 1/4-inch slices. Set aside.<br />
>Heat olive oil in a large saute pan or wok over med-low heat. Add garlic and saute for 1 minute.<br />
>Add onion to pan. Cook 2 minutes or until pieces begin to soften. Add bell pepper, zucchini, and edamame; stir and cook for 2 minutes.<br />
>Strain tomatoes, reserving juice (about 1 C). Combine solid tomato chunks with vegetable mixture and stir.<br />
>Whisk together reserved tomato and orange juice, pour over vegetables. Turn heat to low and simmer 15 to 20 minutes. Add basil and toss together.<br />
>Spoon 1/2 C rice on each plate. Top with 1 1/2 C edamame mixture. Garnish if desired.<br />
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<i>Nutritional values per serving:</i><br />
<i>379 calories, 7 g fat, 0 g saturated fat, 60 g carbs, 19 g protein, 13 g fiber, 174 mg calcium, 4 mg iron, 398 mg sodium</i><br />
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</i>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15882177532035866293noreply@blogger.com0