<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617</id><updated>2012-01-27T15:55:25.644-06:00</updated><category term='Whispered word'/><category term='family'/><category term='One Thousand Gifts'/><category term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Grains of Sand</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7889565501476009853</id><published>2012-01-27T15:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:52:52.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Forget to Do Everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/uVTeIMursb8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVTeIMursb8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVTeIMursb8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7889565501476009853?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7889565501476009853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-forget-to-do-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7889565501476009853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7889565501476009853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-forget-to-do-everything.html' title='Don&apos;t Forget to Do Everything...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5674774591570206123</id><published>2012-01-23T08:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:47:34.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>simple woman's daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Rjy40SOgo0/Tx1n1YntHCI/AAAAAAAABKY/Up05YrLJ0Ss/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Rjy40SOgo0/Tx1n1YntHCI/AAAAAAAABKY/Up05YrLJ0Ss/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY January 23, 2012&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;two morning doves sitting on the birdbath enjoying a moderately cold, gray rainy&amp;nbsp;morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;that my computer is doing some really weird things this morning.&amp;nbsp; Couldn't be user error could it?&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful... &lt;/strong&gt;for God's patience and steadfast love as he waited for this girl to come back to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;the dishwasher is working, the coffee pot is finished brewing my morning cup of coffee,&amp;nbsp;the counters are relatively tidy and I can still smell bacon from last nights dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a charcoal gray Old Navy shirt and&amp;nbsp;striped pj pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating... &lt;/strong&gt;a list and the beginning's&amp;nbsp;of a few homemade items to give to five facebook friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to wish my brother-in-law a happy birthday today and then start planning for Ethan's birthday which is only seven days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering... &lt;/strong&gt;when this puppy of ours is going to sleep longer than six hours at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flygirl&lt;/em&gt; by Sherri L. Smith.&amp;nbsp; It was a school read for my niece and sounded interesting.&amp;nbsp; Plus it's set in World War II which is the era the kids and I are studying for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; the garage warms up a bit today so that I can clean out the used refrigerator we purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to...&lt;/strong&gt; filling the above used refrigerator with all sorts of&amp;nbsp;discounted and bulk food items which leads to something I'm really looking forward to: Saving Money$$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am learning... &lt;/strong&gt;to be content in all circumstances.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; all four children are still cozy in bed.&amp;nbsp; There are books on the coffee table that tell of our future projects; needle felting, basement finishing and dog training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering...&lt;/strong&gt; the movie &lt;em&gt;Courageous&lt;/em&gt; and what changes I might make in how I interact with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A favorite quote for today... &lt;/strong&gt;"Why fit in when you were born to stand out?" ~Dr. Seuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt; the fresh and sleepy looks of my children when they first wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; vet check for Milo, plan and rehearse our skit for the USO party we're having for our end of unit celebration for school, Awana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through the lens... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhUu09jlb24/Tx1xp7Kw47I/AAAAAAAABKg/um3eAy9OVTM/s1600/232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhUu09jlb24/Tx1xp7Kw47I/AAAAAAAABKg/um3eAy9OVTM/s320/232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We filled his dumptruck with bubbles and he sat for the longest time smiling and poking the bubbles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybooks or join in with one of your own, please visit Peggy at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the simple woman's daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for visiting!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5674774591570206123?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5674774591570206123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-womans-daybook_23.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5674774591570206123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5674774591570206123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-womans-daybook_23.html' title='simple woman&apos;s daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Rjy40SOgo0/Tx1n1YntHCI/AAAAAAAABKY/Up05YrLJ0Ss/s72-c/simple-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3576610322883482548</id><published>2012-01-23T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T06:00:07.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>they're back!</title><content type='html'>The birds are back!&amp;nbsp; Yes, maybe it's because I put food in the feeder.&amp;nbsp; But it's also because the hawk is gone.&amp;nbsp; We have a Cooper's Hawk that haunts the neighborhood looking for innocent birdies to snack on.&amp;nbsp; Once the hawk shows up, the birds disappear for a good three days or so.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure the hawk will return once it realizes the birds are back, but for now I'm enjoying the activity in the yard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3576610322883482548?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3576610322883482548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/theyre-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3576610322883482548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3576610322883482548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/theyre-back.html' title='they&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4418812950528452090</id><published>2012-01-21T14:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T14:19:56.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the toothbrush toddler</title><content type='html'>You open the drawer and it's empty.&amp;nbsp; There is no toothbrush.&amp;nbsp; Where could the toothbrush be?&amp;nbsp; You figure you left it next to the kitchen sink or in another bathroom because you frequently multi-task while brushing your teeth.&amp;nbsp; No, not by the kitchen sink or the other bathroom.&amp;nbsp; Maybe the laundry room?&amp;nbsp; As the sweaters get thicker on your teeth you are running out of ideas for finding the missing toothbrush.&amp;nbsp; You decide to brush later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get your toddler dressed for the day.&amp;nbsp; Shirt drawer.&amp;nbsp; Pant drawer.&amp;nbsp; Sock drawer &amp;amp; toothbrush drawer?&amp;nbsp; There's your toothbrush.&amp;nbsp; Nestled nice and cozy next to a pair of socks.&amp;nbsp; In your wildest imagination you can't think of how you could have left your toothbrush in the sock drawer.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&amp;nbsp; At least now you can brush your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decide to brush your teeth while standing still in the bathroom so as not to lose your toothbrush again.&amp;nbsp; In walks your cute 15 month old toddler.&amp;nbsp; "Uh, uh" he points at your toothbrush.&amp;nbsp; "Uh, uh", still pointing.&amp;nbsp; Then he walks over to your toothbrush drawer,&amp;nbsp;pulls it open and looks confused when he can't find what he's looking for.&amp;nbsp; He closes the drawer and heads over to daddy's drawer.&amp;nbsp; He opens the drawer and pulls out daddy's toothbrush, puts it in his mouth and walks out of the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning your husbands asks, "Honey, have you seen my toothbrush?" :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4418812950528452090?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4418812950528452090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/toothbrush-toddler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4418812950528452090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4418812950528452090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/toothbrush-toddler.html' title='the toothbrush toddler'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5232970653414228628</id><published>2012-01-19T08:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T08:19:00.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many Homeschoolers......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.... does it take to screw in a lightbulb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many homeschoolers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?&amp;nbsp; (I took this from a friend who posted it on facebook.&amp;nbsp; It made me chuckle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Before commencing, mom contacts HSDLA to see if there is a legal loophole to change a lightbulb without first asking the local department of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then contacts the co-op to see if there is enough interest to have a field day to watch the changing of the lightbulb.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The co-op then forms a committee to determine whether this is a homeschooling or unschooling type of activity.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Then, mom checks three books on electricity out of the library, then the kids make models of light bulbs, read a biography of Thomas Edison and do a skit based on his life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Next, everyone studies the history of lighting methods, wrapping up with dipping their own candles.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Next, everyone takes a trip to the store where they compare types of light bulbs as well as prices and figure out how much change they’ll get if they buy two bulbs for $1.99 and pay with a five dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; On the way home, a discussion develops over the history of money and also Abraham Lincoln, as his picture is on the five dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Finally, after building a homemade ladder out of branches dragged from the woods, the light bulb is installed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And there is light.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So the answer is: No less than 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5232970653414228628?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5232970653414228628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-many-homeschoolers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5232970653414228628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5232970653414228628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-many-homeschoolers.html' title='How Many Homeschoolers......'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6628409554183918619</id><published>2012-01-10T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:29:30.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>simple woman's daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOZ7w1yK8wA/TwxHvrtOCMI/AAAAAAAABJ4/I_Qj_KH49xQ/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOZ7w1yK8wA/TwxHvrtOCMI/AAAAAAAABJ4/I_Qj_KH49xQ/s200/simple-woman.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY January 10, 2012&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;the sky is dark and clear and the moon is very bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;of the first time I made a daybook entry way back on April 6, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful... &lt;/strong&gt;for all that God has given me.&amp;nbsp; My faith, husband, children, family,&amp;nbsp;house, employment and health just to name the top seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;there is no box cereal for the children's breakfast so we will be having&amp;nbsp;toast.&amp;nbsp; Amish cinnamon bread batter waiting to be baked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; my favorite blogging outfit.... my jammies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating... &lt;/strong&gt;a plethora of craft ideas on pinterest and hoping to tackle at least one per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;my husband getting ready for work and the coffee pot brewing a morning cup of enjoyment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to print some of my favorite pictures from last year and fill an album with them.&amp;nbsp; I will do this by the end of January! (Giving myself a stern reminder and pep talk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering... &lt;/strong&gt;why I cannot find a book light that is easy to use and actually lights up the book adequately enough to read in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading... &lt;/strong&gt;the archaeological bible and finding many fascinating tidbits that I hope to remember, a dog training book and the newest issue of Real Simple magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;we can go on a fun vacation to a place yet to be determined during the 2012 year.&amp;nbsp; It's been a while since we've been able to truly get away to a 'far away' land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to... &lt;/strong&gt;cheering&amp;nbsp;for my favorite four year old tonight during the Cubbie award celebration for Awana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am learning... &lt;/strong&gt;all about World War II with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; I still have some totes of Christmas decorations waiting to be put back into storage.&amp;nbsp; I am also looking about the house with a critical decorator's eye and making a list of decorating projects I'd like to accomplish in the coming months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering... &lt;/strong&gt;whether or not to attend the women's retreat this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A favorite quote for today...&lt;/strong&gt; actually it's yesterday's quote from my facebook status but I think it's worth repeating today; '&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;A bible that's falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn't.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;watching the sun rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; enjoy the spring-like temperatures today, a trip to the library, grocery store and post office.&amp;nbsp; Awana tonight and Co-op on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A peek into my day...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HdcCz7J3B7k/TwxIcDOl4EI/AAAAAAAABKA/tL6C3Gmp7ck/s1600/Milo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HdcCz7J3B7k/TwxIcDOl4EI/AAAAAAAABKA/tL6C3Gmp7ck/s320/Milo.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Milo!&amp;nbsp; The newest addition to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To read other daybook entries or join in the fun with an entry of your own, please visit &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Peggy&lt;/a&gt; who hosts the Simple Woman's Daybook.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for stopping by. ~Kim﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6628409554183918619?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6628409554183918619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6628409554183918619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6628409554183918619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='simple woman&apos;s daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOZ7w1yK8wA/TwxHvrtOCMI/AAAAAAAABJ4/I_Qj_KH49xQ/s72-c/simple-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3155669589520078627</id><published>2012-01-09T08:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:27:55.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a wonderful thing</title><content type='html'>When I'm going through 'something' whether big or small, I tend to be quiet.&amp;nbsp; I pull it all in and digest it, roll it over in my mind and ponder it.&amp;nbsp; Most often no one hears much about it.&amp;nbsp; I've been told that some people would want this method, that those people often come out with it all and wish they wouldn't.&amp;nbsp; Then I think of all the times I suffer and no one knows.&amp;nbsp; All the times when I wish I could say something but can't articulate it.&amp;nbsp; All the times that it festers inside until the small grain of sand turns into a large obstacle.&amp;nbsp; I would rather be out with it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But how do I start?&amp;nbsp; I've had years of practice at keeping it inside.&amp;nbsp; How does a person begin to let it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning that I need to let it all out to God.&amp;nbsp; This may seem like a 'duh' moment to most, but this is an 'aha' moment for me.&amp;nbsp; Let it out to someone who is going to listen, not judge, not yell or condemn.&amp;nbsp; Someone who loves me unconditionally and knows me better than I know myself.&amp;nbsp; Someone who knows the absolute right way to handle the situation.&amp;nbsp; The absolute right thing to say.&amp;nbsp; The absolute right way to tell me not to be so foolish, or prideful or hurt.&amp;nbsp; Duh!&amp;nbsp; How wonderful.&amp;nbsp; A novel concept for me.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to remember to go to God with my issues, it really is.&amp;nbsp; Slowly and surely I will remember and allow&amp;nbsp;Him to deliver me&amp;nbsp;and that's going to be a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He trusts in the Lord; let him deliver him; let him rescue him, for he delights in the Lord&amp;nbsp; ~Psalm 22:8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3155669589520078627?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3155669589520078627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/wonderful-thing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3155669589520078627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3155669589520078627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2012/01/wonderful-thing.html' title='a wonderful thing'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-82658638840540447</id><published>2011-12-28T09:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T09:02:00.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Laor0WnkJ2k/TvseV_YMnDI/AAAAAAAABJw/cCTfg0D7nVU/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Laor0WnkJ2k/TvseV_YMnDI/AAAAAAAABJw/cCTfg0D7nVU/s320/061.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My daughter went on her first date.  She's four.  The invitation came in the mail requesting the presence of Princess Megan with her favorite Knight.  Her Knight was Dad.  When they arrived at the hall the paparazzi were there taking pictures.  The tables were decked out with candles and jewels.  There were crafts and a dance.  While recounting her date to me M said that everyone's faces were green, even dad's.  I later learned that was because the candles made everyone look green.  She ate a pink cupcake and drank orange juice and dad ate a blue cupcake and drank coffee.  Her Knight carried her while they danced and at the end of the evening she brought home her craft and a princess wand as a souvenir.  I hope there are many more dates with dad.  It sure made her feel special!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-82658638840540447?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/82658638840540447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/date-knight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/82658638840540447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/82658638840540447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/date-knight.html' title='Date Knight'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Laor0WnkJ2k/TvseV_YMnDI/AAAAAAAABJw/cCTfg0D7nVU/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-554047276633072461</id><published>2011-12-23T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:00:09.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>made me giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SJROfg2MC4/TukAyTvQKwI/AAAAAAAABFs/mYKaSKRXBjk/s1600/pinata+history.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SJROfg2MC4/TukAyTvQKwI/AAAAAAAABFs/mYKaSKRXBjk/s320/pinata+history.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-554047276633072461?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/554047276633072461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/made-me-giggle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/554047276633072461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/554047276633072461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/made-me-giggle.html' title='made me giggle'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SJROfg2MC4/TukAyTvQKwI/AAAAAAAABFs/mYKaSKRXBjk/s72-c/pinata+history.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7746421755936009949</id><published>2011-12-22T07:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:45:47.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a giveaway from connie</title><content type='html'>I just entered to win His Creation cards over at &lt;a href="http://delightedin.blogspot.com/2011/12/giveaway.html"&gt;Treasured&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You can enter too!&amp;nbsp; Just visit Connie and&amp;nbsp;tell her your favorite Christmas tradition by noon today and you just might be the lucky winner.&amp;nbsp; Good Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7746421755936009949?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7746421755936009949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-with-connie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7746421755936009949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7746421755936009949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-with-connie.html' title='a giveaway from connie'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3223459864716631888</id><published>2011-12-22T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:11:23.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Case You Want to Know</title><content type='html'>An&amp;nbsp;interesting tidbit from Geekdad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/geekdad/2011/12/the-science-and-technology-of-bananas/"&gt;The Science and Technology of Bananas.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now I know!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Geekdad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3223459864716631888?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3223459864716631888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-case-you-want-to-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3223459864716631888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3223459864716631888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-case-you-want-to-know.html' title='In Case You Want to Know'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-832255376144291179</id><published>2011-12-21T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T19:25:39.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>simple woman's daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiQ3O3PE2HE/TvAXRnFuWxI/AAAAAAAABI8/GF8ug4fEJ00/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiQ3O3PE2HE/TvAXRnFuWxI/AAAAAAAABI8/GF8ug4fEJ00/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY December 20, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;it's pretty dark, but it looks cloudy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; that I haven't seen the sun in a long time and think I must be suffering from Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD).&amp;nbsp; I gave a speech on SAD when in high school and it has stuck with me ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful...&lt;/strong&gt; for internet Christmas shopping.&amp;nbsp; We're almost finished and we didn't leave our house to run amuck with the general population at the mall this year.&amp;nbsp; And, before you gasp and tell me I should buy locally, I want to say that I do that the rest of the year and that using the internet to shop has kept this mom and dad sane and less stressed about everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; reading some books on World War II but we are mostly on our Christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt; bread baking day.&amp;nbsp; Should have some yummy muffins and loaves of bread to enjoy after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a charcoal gray shirt and my jammie bottoms.&amp;nbsp; I am half ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating... &lt;/strong&gt;a fun little&amp;nbsp;Christmas present for my honey.&amp;nbsp; I sure hope I finish on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to do everything to the glory of the One who made me!&amp;nbsp; (Great song by Steven Curtis Chapman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering... &lt;/strong&gt;what kind of fun Christmas cookies to make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before and After Getting Your Puppy&lt;/em&gt; by Dr. Ian Dunbar and &lt;em&gt;Read the Bible for Life&lt;/em&gt; by George H. Guthrie.&amp;nbsp; I find both of them to be good reads and quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; that our house will become 100% healthy sometime next year.&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; I'd hope for this year but there are not many days left and M is sniffling and coughing again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to...&lt;/strong&gt; celebrating Christmas!&amp;nbsp; We are also hosting my husbands family this year which should be a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;M singing while playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering... &lt;/strong&gt;the bible and how amazing it is.&amp;nbsp; Some have asked me why I read the bible and believe like I do.&amp;nbsp; The simplest answer is,&amp;nbsp; "Because it works!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt; the sunshine-y attitude M has every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; pick up some much anticipated holds from the library, exchange some items, drop off a Christmas gift or two and celebrate Jesus' birthday, woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture for thought I am sharing... &lt;/strong&gt;some of my favorites from 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpYx1WQ980I/TvKFZIppw7I/AAAAAAAABJY/N0-Vmve6S8k/s1600/179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpYx1WQ980I/TvKFZIppw7I/AAAAAAAABJY/N0-Vmve6S8k/s320/179.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybooks or join in with one of your own, please visit Peggy at the &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for stopping. ~Kim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-832255376144291179?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/832255376144291179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/simple-womans-daybook_19.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/832255376144291179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/832255376144291179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/simple-womans-daybook_19.html' title='simple woman&apos;s daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiQ3O3PE2HE/TvAXRnFuWxI/AAAAAAAABI8/GF8ug4fEJ00/s72-c/simple-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-617155057682342706</id><published>2011-12-20T06:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T06:30:00.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it</title><content type='html'>I actually did it.&amp;nbsp; I took an idea from one of my many pins on Pinterest and made chocolate covered pretzels with the kids!&amp;nbsp; After a bit of trial and error, the last two turned out great!&amp;nbsp; Haha.&amp;nbsp; No matter what they look like, they are very tasty and a fun project with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpn9U6OgpT4/Tupp-5ChM8I/AAAAAAAABF0/7L2wg6GL1kU/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpn9U6OgpT4/Tupp-5ChM8I/AAAAAAAABF0/7L2wg6GL1kU/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWlf6L_kL3U/TupqEIcwOzI/AAAAAAAABF8/3u0Wa-ZidmU/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWlf6L_kL3U/TupqEIcwOzI/AAAAAAAABF8/3u0Wa-ZidmU/s320/002.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8ZkHpIang0/TuvTJ9o-GTI/AAAAAAAABHU/wl8hY5NThDA/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8ZkHpIang0/TuvTJ9o-GTI/AAAAAAAABHU/wl8hY5NThDA/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Wright Flyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFwFYDAxMcA/TuvTOQcsawI/AAAAAAAABHc/7gCynYfWGWg/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFwFYDAxMcA/TuvTOQcsawI/AAAAAAAABHc/7gCynYfWGWg/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-26LFVmOhRbo/TuvTTEmHclI/AAAAAAAABHk/UKPzEvcPbPs/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-26LFVmOhRbo/TuvTTEmHclI/AAAAAAAABHk/UKPzEvcPbPs/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8BAe78Ot5Y/TuvTY1ADegI/AAAAAAAABHs/XXyrI04yd_U/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8BAe78Ot5Y/TuvTY1ADegI/AAAAAAAABHs/XXyrI04yd_U/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aerocar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0mo2F18pvA/TuvThjZT01I/AAAAAAAABH0/ERwTEcmj54A/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0mo2F18pvA/TuvThjZT01I/AAAAAAAABH0/ERwTEcmj54A/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No trip is complete without Legos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KQyUm1i36w/TuvTljVJOUI/AAAAAAAABH8/S8Y2-APFlpA/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KQyUm1i36w/TuvTljVJOUI/AAAAAAAABH8/S8Y2-APFlpA/s320/025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You could hear the intake of breath from the boys when they discovered all the Lego planes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KtySjMtKS8/TuvTqDMpNhI/AAAAAAAABIE/p43PgN_md_8/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KtySjMtKS8/TuvTqDMpNhI/AAAAAAAABIE/p43PgN_md_8/s320/027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrHbtdodGNI/TuvTv2TqHPI/AAAAAAAABIM/cMF0kwb1W7o/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrHbtdodGNI/TuvTv2TqHPI/AAAAAAAABIM/cMF0kwb1W7o/s320/029.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Propeller of the 'Duck'.&amp;nbsp; The other picture didn't turn out, but the duck has&amp;nbsp;a large pontoon that you can almost see on the bottom of&amp;nbsp;this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-qB2fNjbsY/TuvTzoOz6BI/AAAAAAAABIU/wuMazzge2ZU/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-qB2fNjbsY/TuvTzoOz6BI/AAAAAAAABIU/wuMazzge2ZU/s320/030.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eGVNLjoeUEs/TuvT3Kfe7ZI/AAAAAAAABIc/FE6IQfCW2fA/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eGVNLjoeUEs/TuvT3Kfe7ZI/AAAAAAAABIc/FE6IQfCW2fA/s320/031.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YN2ovsvMu7c/TuvT7fPlEjI/AAAAAAAABIk/wxf6SovjCps/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YN2ovsvMu7c/TuvT7fPlEjI/AAAAAAAABIk/wxf6SovjCps/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Havilland Mosquito made of wood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMszJ9gF9tU/TuvT_ZOP9hI/AAAAAAAABIs/ofyca-fUYeA/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMszJ9gF9tU/TuvT_ZOP9hI/AAAAAAAABIs/ofyca-fUYeA/s320/038.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Airman Logan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NMusLn56MQ/TuvUDecQa-I/AAAAAAAABI0/M7IGxB1MoAQ/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NMusLn56MQ/TuvUDecQa-I/AAAAAAAABI0/M7IGxB1MoAQ/s320/039.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Airman Ethan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was our first time at the air museum and we will most certainly go back.&amp;nbsp; At the end of our tour the kids were able to enjoy many&amp;nbsp;hands on activities.&amp;nbsp; They 'flew' a plane, went up in a hot air balloon and tried hang gliding.&amp;nbsp; They also enjoyed learning how a jet engine works, listening to the difference in sound between thunder and a sonic boom and much more.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3599512958702161612?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3599512958702161612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-field-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3599512958702161612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3599512958702161612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-field-trip.html' title='Friday Field Trip'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8ZkHpIang0/TuvTJ9o-GTI/AAAAAAAABHU/wl8hY5NThDA/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-262159139680079591</id><published>2011-12-16T05:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T05:30:02.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>gone fishin'</title><content type='html'>Remembering a weekend fishing on the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BDCx5jQDvI/TugdljmENII/AAAAAAAABFU/FKN3pFzhQ8o/s320/_DSC0227.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oE8w7ciNaBw/TugeN2P-qhI/AAAAAAAABFc/LUll6vmdcHc/s1600/_DSC0233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oE8w7ciNaBw/TugeN2P-qhI/AAAAAAAABFc/LUll6vmdcHc/s320/_DSC0233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmXMWEvsC8Q/TugeVDSK-uI/AAAAAAAABFk/L6oPTv-W_g0/s1600/_DSC0236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmXMWEvsC8Q/TugeVDSK-uI/AAAAAAAABFk/L6oPTv-W_g0/s320/_DSC0236.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-262159139680079591?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/262159139680079591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/gone-fishin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/262159139680079591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/262159139680079591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/gone-fishin.html' title='gone fishin&apos;'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByK_PVy4aKU/TugdVBSq-_I/AAAAAAAABFE/nBjnTqG7NX8/s72-c/_DSC0221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4643152272099495698</id><published>2011-12-15T06:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:30:03.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>gift ideas?</title><content type='html'>Christmas is only 10 days away!&amp;nbsp; For those of you who are still trying to think of the perfect gift for your children, you have to read &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/geekdad/2011/01/the-5-best-toys-of-all-time/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 5 Best Toys of All Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; posted by&amp;nbsp;Geekdad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4643152272099495698?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4643152272099495698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4643152272099495698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4643152272099495698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-ideas.html' title='gift ideas?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5117659745834380979</id><published>2011-12-14T06:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T06:30:03.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story for Advent</title><content type='html'>Christmas time is always a fun time of year.&amp;nbsp; When I think of Christmas I think of family and friends, gifts and trees, lights and cozy fires, snow on the ground (maybe not this year?), cookies and treats, wreaths and bows, red army kettles and toys for tots and most of all the birth of our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these things are easily incorporated into the holiday because they are everywhere, but how do you celebrate Christ amid all the other stuff?&amp;nbsp; That has been a top priority in this house and I'm always searching for another way to show or tell the kids that Jesus is the reason for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IIIcISLInps/Tuf00N_ht3I/AAAAAAAABE0/7GVgefN33FI/s1600/BartCover_preview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IIIcISLInps/Tuf00N_ht3I/AAAAAAAABE0/7GVgefN33FI/s320/BartCover_preview.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One great way we've been able to do this the past couple of years is by reading a story for advent.&amp;nbsp; This year we are reading &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jerichoquillpress.com/node/40"&gt;Bartholomew's Passage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Arnold Ytreeide.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is the sequel to &lt;a href="http://www.jothamsjourney.com/node/39"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jotham's Journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that we read last year.&amp;nbsp; The story unfolds day by day until Christmas, and the boys just love it.&amp;nbsp; They look forward to these stories more than decorating the tree or eating the christmas cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5117659745834380979?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5117659745834380979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/story-for-advent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5117659745834380979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5117659745834380979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/story-for-advent.html' title='A Story for Advent'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IIIcISLInps/Tuf00N_ht3I/AAAAAAAABE0/7GVgefN33FI/s72-c/BartCover_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7680295125246792663</id><published>2011-12-07T08:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:38:35.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9JuuQb4hVI/Tue8mLflJnI/AAAAAAAABEk/zOq5tNDWxQE/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9JuuQb4hVI/Tue8mLflJnI/AAAAAAAABEk/zOq5tNDWxQE/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY December 13, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; a warm blanket of gray clouds.&amp;nbsp; Thankful for the warmer temps. but I miss the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; of my in-laws as they move from their home of 40+ years and embark on a new adventure in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;that my laptop is charged.&amp;nbsp; Blogging from a comfy chair is always&amp;nbsp;more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt;we enter World War II.&amp;nbsp; Something the boys are looking forward to after the Great Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's cake day at AWANA tonight so we are baking a cake to symbolize the true meaning of christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; shades of purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating...&lt;/strong&gt; a never ending 'to-do' list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to continue decorating for Christmas today.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I'll finish before too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering...&lt;/strong&gt; if we lived in a warmer climate, would we see less illness during the months of October-March?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt; The Small Woman by Alan Burgess.&amp;nbsp; An excellent story about Gladys Alyward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; the older boys don't notice that St. Nick didn't come when he was supposed to.&amp;nbsp; He did not make it to our house on time this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to...&lt;/strong&gt; all that the christmas season has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;sweet silence.&amp;nbsp; Not a creature is stirring, not even the mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; totes of christmas decorations and dust on many surfaces.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering...&lt;/strong&gt; the speed at which life travels.&amp;nbsp; So much has happened in the last twelve months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt; receiving christmas cards with photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; schooling, shopping, decorating, baking and enjoying the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture for thought I am sharing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C162uZEM5OI/Tue9eq9s8vI/AAAAAAAABEs/CebCjHdQBps/s1600/197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C162uZEM5OI/Tue9eq9s8vI/AAAAAAAABEs/CebCjHdQBps/s320/197.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you would like to enjoy other daybooks or join in the fun with one of your own, please visit Peggy at the &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simple Woman's daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for visiting! ~Kim﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7680295125246792663?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7680295125246792663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7680295125246792663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7680295125246792663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/12/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9JuuQb4hVI/Tue8mLflJnI/AAAAAAAABEk/zOq5tNDWxQE/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6677134910351272492</id><published>2011-11-16T07:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:11:43.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>simple woman's daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY November 16, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; a few leaves are tenaciously hanging onto their branches, the sun is fighting to be seen through a blanket of gray clouds and a cardinal is scavenging for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; that I need to find a way to reduce my stress levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful...&lt;/strong&gt; for children who sleep until 7am and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt;the roaring twenties and the great depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt; leftovers and dirt cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; my jammies until I finish this post, then I'll get ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating...&lt;/strong&gt; many boards on Pinterest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt;to write a few thank you notes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering...&lt;/strong&gt; why some of my friends think I'm narrow minded because I have certain morals, values and opinions&amp;nbsp;that they do not share.&amp;nbsp; Are they the narrow minded ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt; many different articles on many different blogs and websites today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; to get some fun beach pictures of the children and then update the look of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;enjoying the day with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing...&lt;/strong&gt; the traffic noise outside as many are heading&amp;nbsp;off to work and school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; I'd really like to clean out our storage area and then the garage.&amp;nbsp; I'm feeling a need to de-clutter a few messy spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering...&lt;/strong&gt; what you are pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt; the sound of autumn leaves dancing in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; Awana, doctor appointment, clean out, menu plan and look forward to the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture for thought I am sharing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-314kHIxhS9k/TsPfJLqUP1I/AAAAAAAABEc/jNXxCMHWQok/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-314kHIxhS9k/TsPfJLqUP1I/AAAAAAAABEc/jNXxCMHWQok/s320/034.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;He got very quiet so we knew something was up.&amp;nbsp; We snuck around the corner with the camera to find him surrounded by all this paper towel.&amp;nbsp; From the look on his face, we certainly surprised him! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to participate with your own daybook or simply read other entries please visit Peggy at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080;"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for stopping by. ~Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6677134910351272492?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6677134910351272492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6677134910351272492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6677134910351272492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='simple woman&apos;s daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-314kHIxhS9k/TsPfJLqUP1I/AAAAAAAABEc/jNXxCMHWQok/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2634233059320908758</id><published>2011-11-14T06:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:34:34.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking in the Rearview Mirror</title><content type='html'>We had a rough weekend.&amp;nbsp; It began Thursday night when Mason's breathing became raspy sounding.&amp;nbsp; We knew he had croup.&amp;nbsp; That night and into early Friday morning we were up with him almost every hour giving him steam "treatments" in the bathroom and then bundling him up to bring him into the cold night air to hopefully open up his airways so he could breathe easier.&amp;nbsp; At about four a.m., when the steam and cold air therapy didn't seem to work we called the on call nurse and put the phone to Mister M so she could listen to his breathing.&amp;nbsp; It was at that moment that the nurse told us what every parent dreads to hear, "You need to call 911 immediately."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And so our long weekend began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They evaluated&amp;nbsp;Mister M in the ER and gave him a nebulizer treatment and soon made the decision to transfer him to another hospital&amp;nbsp;thirty minutes away which had a pediatric intensive care&amp;nbsp;unit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fast forward through all the breathing treatments, steroid shots and worry to Sunday afternoon when we were told he could go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way back up to the hospital to pick up Patrick and Mason.&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp;a dreary rainy&amp;nbsp;day.&amp;nbsp; At&amp;nbsp;one point, ahead of me the sky was dark and stormy, the rain pelting the windshield.&amp;nbsp; When I looked in my rearview mirror I could see&amp;nbsp;a sky filled with beautiful fluffy&amp;nbsp;clouds tinged with orange and rays of sunshine streaming through.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The thought occurred to me that, that&amp;nbsp;is what life is like.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When you're in the thick of it and&amp;nbsp;you are driving through&amp;nbsp;the dark and stormy trials with the rain pelting you, if you could look back and see it in the rearview mirror, you'd see the orange tinged clouds&amp;nbsp;and the sun streaming through your situation.&amp;nbsp; You'd see the beauty that comes after a storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will make it through the trial and the sun will shine again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You just need to persevere.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Do not give up hope and seek the Lord for strength.&amp;nbsp; It won't be easy.&amp;nbsp; Lets be real, it will&amp;nbsp;be arduous at times.&amp;nbsp; But I would encourage you to trying looking through the rearview mirror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2634233059320908758?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2634233059320908758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/looking-in-rearview-mirror.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2634233059320908758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2634233059320908758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/looking-in-rearview-mirror.html' title='Looking in the Rearview Mirror'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7259556541773077431</id><published>2011-11-13T07:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T08:16:18.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Planking</title><content type='html'>Megan said to me the other night, "Planking&amp;nbsp;would&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;easier in bed."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who wondered what in the world that means, don't be alarmed.&amp;nbsp; Planking is an activity where you lie face down straight as a wooden "plank"&amp;nbsp;in an unusual or incongruous location.&amp;nbsp; I first heard of planking while reading about the travel adventures of &lt;a href="http://mikecoatesy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mike and Lisa&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; They took a picture of &lt;a href="http://mikecoatesy.blogspot.com/2011/05/planking-in-san-francisco.html"&gt;Mike "planking"&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in San Francisco and &lt;a href="http://mikecoatesy.blogspot.com/2011/05/planking-at-golden-gate-bridge.html"&gt;another&lt;/a&gt; at the Golden Gate Bridge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Having a&amp;nbsp;picture taken of the participant and posting it on the internet is part of the "game".&amp;nbsp; People&amp;nbsp;try to be&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;unusual or extreme in location and position, that there have been reports of people dying while attempting to plank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were watching a show&amp;nbsp;on Disney channel called Take Two with Phineas and Ferb (one of their&amp;nbsp;dad's favorite shows)&amp;nbsp;and Ben Stiller was their guest.&amp;nbsp; You can watch it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CR5w8rh_Frw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp; Hence the reason for M's statement.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me laugh.&amp;nbsp; I wonder how much thought she put into that to have it on her mind at night.&amp;nbsp; I think I'll take some pictures of the kids planking in various locations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7259556541773077431?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7259556541773077431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/planking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7259556541773077431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7259556541773077431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/planking.html' title='Planking'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1311955739556752406</id><published>2011-11-09T05:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T05:30:01.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKD09s8J3fw/TrlePUVXnVI/AAAAAAAABDs/F-5az6lllDs/s1600/174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKD09s8J3fw/TrlePUVXnVI/AAAAAAAABDs/F-5az6lllDs/s320/174.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right from the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The night was set apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pumpkins and straw bales,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cornstalks and&amp;nbsp;apples bobbing in pails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids costumes were ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures were taken to share with Grandma's Marcia &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Betty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A wounded soldier and mummy (with dad) ran through the 'hood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knocking on doors and saying trick or treat as they stood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mom and baby at home with a sick girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Answering the doorbell and watching many princesses run &amp;amp; twirl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys arrived with candy galore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A girl dressed as a pretty kitty now wants to go door to door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out goes dad with girl in tow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A quick run around the block they did&amp;nbsp;go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys show mom all their loot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While the doorbell&amp;nbsp;keeps ringing&amp;nbsp;by kids so cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All home, time to settle down and get cozy and warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plans for next years costume already begin to form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npOqT6uR0IQ/Trlej3wU0WI/AAAAAAAABD0/Rv1cS2_l_cA/s1600/177+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npOqT6uR0IQ/Trlej3wU0WI/AAAAAAAABD0/Rv1cS2_l_cA/s320/177+copy.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RIw5qMKsyXQ/TrlhPQzCHVI/AAAAAAAABEU/oAT_ib4hEmE/s1600/186+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RIw5qMKsyXQ/TrlhPQzCHVI/AAAAAAAABEU/oAT_ib4hEmE/s320/186+copy.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMsCVs6ZeFE/TrleyO-7PqI/AAAAAAAABEE/R0ysF2BjMtM/s1600/181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMsCVs6ZeFE/TrleyO-7PqI/AAAAAAAABEE/R0ysF2BjMtM/s320/181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1311955739556752406?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1311955739556752406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1311955739556752406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1311955739556752406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween-2011.html' title='Happy Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKD09s8J3fw/TrlePUVXnVI/AAAAAAAABDs/F-5az6lllDs/s72-c/174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6407564712662167778</id><published>2011-11-08T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T10:12:04.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o3qpv233yCw/TrlL6XwzKSI/AAAAAAAABCs/Af1EPwnu5tM/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o3qpv233yCw/TrlL6XwzKSI/AAAAAAAABCs/Af1EPwnu5tM/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY November 8, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt;November rain has come to stay for a few days.&amp;nbsp; That's ok with me.&amp;nbsp; I do not want snow just yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; of and praying for my children to get over their colds, my mother and father-in-law to make the right decisions and be able to find the perfect place to live and for me to be content and thankful&amp;nbsp;in all circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful... &lt;/strong&gt;that my husband was able to mow the lawn for perhaps the last time yesterday, even if he did finish in the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; our unit celebration is Friday!&amp;nbsp; We have 9 weeks under our belts and are working through week ten!&amp;nbsp; We will be dressing up on Friday and hoping to portray someone from the 1900-1920's.&amp;nbsp; Some of us are still undecided and we better get a move on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt; menu planning for the rest of the week to include food from the 1900-1920's for Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; my favorite hooded sweatshirt and pajama bottoms.&amp;nbsp; Perfect rainy day clothes if you ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating...&lt;/strong&gt; a rough draft of things I'd like to accomplish this holiday season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to write a letter to a&amp;nbsp;compassion child and send it off this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering...&lt;/strong&gt; why I have the desire to buy a farm, raise chickens, grow a large garden and live the simple life.&amp;nbsp; (Which, by the&amp;nbsp;way, is&amp;nbsp;NOT simple.)&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;is so not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still reading...&lt;/strong&gt; The Vegetable Gardener's Bible by Edward C. Smith, The Railway Children by E. Nesbit and the Uncommon Woman by Susie Larson and I've added The Other End of the Leash by Patricia McConnell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; to have a productive evening while all the older kids are at Awana tonight.&amp;nbsp; Looking forward to finalizing our costumes for Friday and purchasing any necessary items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to...&lt;/strong&gt; de-boning turkeys as a community service project on Friday evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;Dora the Explorer on tv as my four year old enjoys&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;a little media time until I'm finished with this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;a tent in the living room, crayons and paper on the dining room table and miscellaneous evidence of children having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;what a person of good character looks like and how to persevere during the journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;the smell of new books!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&amp;nbsp;few plans for the rest of the week: &lt;/strong&gt;there is always a trip to the library, Awana tonight, finalize unit celebration plans, grocery shopping on Wednesday, get it all done Thursday,&amp;nbsp;doctor appointment&amp;nbsp;and have fun Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is picture for thought I am sharing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5TZhmdhZlY/TrlSPNk9OkI/AAAAAAAABC0/92HvEcEnsFw/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5TZhmdhZlY/TrlSPNk9OkI/AAAAAAAABC0/92HvEcEnsFw/s320/011.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mister M is by far the messiest eater we've had the pleasure of raising.&amp;nbsp; This is a typical dinner face!&amp;nbsp; Makes me smile. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to participate with your own daybook or simply read other entries please visit Peggy at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080;"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for stopping by. ~Kim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6407564712662167778?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6407564712662167778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-today-november-8-2011-outside-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6407564712662167778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6407564712662167778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-today-november-8-2011-outside-my.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o3qpv233yCw/TrlL6XwzKSI/AAAAAAAABCs/Af1EPwnu5tM/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3525684897981039504</id><published>2011-10-25T07:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:49:03.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vtY3hjckxsk/Tp18bm-D1qI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ix9FWenpI_0/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vtY3hjckxsk/Tp18bm-D1qI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ix9FWenpI_0/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY October 25,  2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my  window...&lt;/strong&gt; cooler temperatures, kids walking to the bus stop and pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am  thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;that life is full of up's and down's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am  thankful... &lt;/strong&gt;for my mother, who is my wise counselor at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the  learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; somehow while planning this school year I forgot to include handwriting.  E reminded me when he was practicing cursive on his own the other day.  We are also reading about Babe Ruth and baseball including the World Series and Jazz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the  kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;apples peeled and sliced and ready for a pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am  wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a track and field sweatshirt, pants and socks.  A far cry from shorts and tank top a few weeks ago.  I guess October is finally here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating... &lt;/strong&gt;a list of letterboxes I'd like to find before the snow flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to dogsit for our neighbors dog while they are&amp;nbsp;on vacation&amp;nbsp;for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am  wondering... &lt;/strong&gt;if I can make the kids halloween costume's.  M wants to be a rock star which should be easy enough, E would like to be a mummy and L is&amp;nbsp;undecided so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am  still reading...&lt;/strong&gt; The Vegetable Gardener's Bible by Edward C. Smith, The  Railway Children by E. Nesbit and the Uncommon Woman by Susie  Larson and I've added The Other End of the Leash by Patricia McConnell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;to show love to others no matter how they treat me.&amp;nbsp; Not easy in some circumstances!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;a date with my honey someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;the sound of large trucks picking up the leaves in the neighborhood as well as honking geese flying overhead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...  &lt;/strong&gt;clean, shiny, slippery(!) wood.  I used Pledge&amp;nbsp;on some furniture items and while spraying the rag some fell on the wood floor.  Whoa!  I'm surprised I haven't had any serious falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering... &lt;/strong&gt;the idea of living one day at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my  favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;the internet.  There is a plethora of information at my fingertips.  I can't imagine schooling at home fifteen years ago without the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few  plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; a run to the library, introducing handwriting practice for the boys :), and everyday stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture for thought I am sharing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xy2Obj-OgqI/TqatlFqqi5I/AAAAAAAAA80/HhmM4gcHBdU/s1600/210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xy2Obj-OgqI/TqatlFqqi5I/AAAAAAAAA80/HhmM4gcHBdU/s320/210.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pondering which pumpkin she will choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pjadc3U6-Ac/TqauUXvwPhI/AAAAAAAAA88/3PfisAKfzuw/s1600/223_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pjadc3U6-Ac/TqauUXvwPhI/AAAAAAAAA88/3PfisAKfzuw/s320/223_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mister M is in constant motion and sat (actually fell) long enough for this picture. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to  participate with your own daybook or simply read other entries please visit  Peggy at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080;"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for  stopping by. ~Kim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3525684897981039504?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3525684897981039504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/simple-womans-daybook_25.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3525684897981039504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3525684897981039504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/simple-womans-daybook_25.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vtY3hjckxsk/Tp18bm-D1qI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ix9FWenpI_0/s72-c/simple-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2661935499785515825</id><published>2011-10-12T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:12:22.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFpZ7ziU3II/TpYPEgCnYsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/HM45Ha7xSwk/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFpZ7ziU3II/TpYPEgCnYsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/HM45Ha7xSwk/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY October 12, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; warm sunshine, autumn breezes, geese overhead and crisp leaves on the patio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; about the dog which we will be adding to our family sometime in the near(?) future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful... &lt;/strong&gt;all the people who work to keep me safe and free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; finishing up World War I, reading about Harlem and it's beginnings, learning about milkweed pods and memorizing scripture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;tacos for dinner, if I can make it to the store in time.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise I'm afraid it's must-go's as my grandmother would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;shorts and a tank top in October!&amp;nbsp; Practically unheard of in my neck of the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating... &lt;/strong&gt;christmas presents but I can't say what, it's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to speed clean when I get done with this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering... &lt;/strong&gt;why the laundry baskets are always full of clothes that need to be washed.&amp;nbsp; I need to find the laundry fairy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt; The Vegetable Gardener's Bible by Edward C. Smith, The Railway Children by E. Nesbit and the Uncommon Woman by Susie Larson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;to be a blessing to my children today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to... &lt;/strong&gt;eating some butterscotch dessert tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;the dishwasher washing yet another load of dishes.&amp;nbsp; Love the dishwasher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;hickory nuts, hickory nuts and more hickory nuts.&amp;nbsp; The children found bags full of hickory nuts at their great-uncle's this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; Have no idea what they wanted to do with them.&amp;nbsp; I'm certain it couldn't have been leaving them lay all over the house for their mother and 12 month old brother to find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering... &lt;/strong&gt;when, where and how to start a B&amp;amp;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;getting together with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: &lt;/strong&gt;school co-op and mini-church on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture for thought I am sharing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTVm320MGpE/TpYI0C48JAI/AAAAAAAAA8c/41sz3vyz6RA/s1600/CIMG0170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTVm320MGpE/TpYI0C48JAI/AAAAAAAAA8c/41sz3vyz6RA/s320/CIMG0170.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One from the archives when the boys were about 5 and 3 years old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to participate with your own daybook or simply read other entries please visit Peggy at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080;"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for stopping by. ~Kim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2661935499785515825?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2661935499785515825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-today-october-12-2011-outside-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2661935499785515825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2661935499785515825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-today-october-12-2011-outside-my.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFpZ7ziU3II/TpYPEgCnYsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/HM45Ha7xSwk/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6364381647402682236</id><published>2011-10-07T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T06:40:00.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to the Orchard</title><content type='html'>One of our fall traditions is taking a trip to the orchard.&amp;nbsp; The short drive is beautiful, the apples are delicious and the time together is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-522nI2P-joU/To2fDYt-rjI/AAAAAAAAA7c/sNTQW8kqeYA/s1600/135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-522nI2P-joU/To2fDYt-rjI/AAAAAAAAA7c/sNTQW8kqeYA/s320/135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9dLQERM2NCQ/To2fHOSHJ8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/oKSMmFqVJOE/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9dLQERM2NCQ/To2fHOSHJ8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/oKSMmFqVJOE/s320/107.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp_3Pt4tA7M/To2fKzhlTyI/AAAAAAAAA7k/YWrssJ-TzxU/s1600/110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp_3Pt4tA7M/To2fKzhlTyI/AAAAAAAAA7k/YWrssJ-TzxU/s320/110.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBkUZeVEoSk/To2fNfkIweI/AAAAAAAAA7o/zuVEdGGfj4E/s1600/112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBkUZeVEoSk/To2fNfkIweI/AAAAAAAAA7o/zuVEdGGfj4E/s320/112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Asking permission to climb a tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjX1UWfDvmI/To2fRK7uxfI/AAAAAAAAA7s/yXsebWUD42E/s1600/115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjX1UWfDvmI/To2fRK7uxfI/AAAAAAAAA7s/yXsebWUD42E/s320/115.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apple picking soon turned into a challenge of who could pick the highest apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U54esZP5ibg/To2fUyfRKJI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YExpCrwflHs/s1600/118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U54esZP5ibg/To2fUyfRKJI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YExpCrwflHs/s320/118.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look how old he is getting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Al6dQSALfJE/To2fXydmsOI/AAAAAAAAA70/BcANjQdjxJY/s1600/121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Al6dQSALfJE/To2fXydmsOI/AAAAAAAAA70/BcANjQdjxJY/s320/121.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another monkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDzZ6XRDnPU/To2faaB0nDI/AAAAAAAAA74/zg30olZ1trE/s1600/122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDzZ6XRDnPU/To2faaB0nDI/AAAAAAAAA74/zg30olZ1trE/s320/122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our bounty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdBnxyBfWEQ/To2feiHStgI/AAAAAAAAA78/cURFE0Ldu4o/s1600/123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdBnxyBfWEQ/To2feiHStgI/AAAAAAAAA78/cURFE0Ldu4o/s320/123.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqeZ_Akkf8U/To2fg_q1QoI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sh6l4w-tAkI/s1600/125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqeZ_Akkf8U/To2fg_q1QoI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sh6l4w-tAkI/s320/125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three monkeys in a tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4raV2UwS56Q/To2fjsyCIBI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_VBp4vvcE0U/s1600/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4raV2UwS56Q/To2fjsyCIBI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_VBp4vvcE0U/s320/126.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNtUPA9QI7k/To2fmuIq_YI/AAAAAAAAA8I/o8ZUZbBQ6TM/s1600/127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNtUPA9QI7k/To2fmuIq_YI/AAAAAAAAA8I/o8ZUZbBQ6TM/s320/127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIBPLWkGack/To2frjCIJaI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Qfzuo4LDzy0/s1600/132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIBPLWkGack/To2frjCIJaI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Qfzuo4LDzy0/s320/132.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I want to climb too!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ox859mYNMaI/To2fuuoD7bI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/wdjnJsq6RkY/s1600/138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ox859mYNMaI/To2fuuoD7bI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/wdjnJsq6RkY/s320/138.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our attempt at a family photo.&amp;nbsp; See how Mason is looking at dad?&amp;nbsp; That's because Patrick just jumped in behind him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Btj_w1wlYFc/To2f0XqM1cI/AAAAAAAAA8U/x3DfrpA0uBo/s1600/139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Btj_w1wlYFc/To2f0XqM1cI/AAAAAAAAA8U/x3DfrpA0uBo/s320/139.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We threw an apple toward the camera so Mason would look that direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qOzMfu8PcZU/To2f2NIRv4I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wV_uL3N8PpY/s1600/141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qOzMfu8PcZU/To2f2NIRv4I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wV_uL3N8PpY/s320/141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6364381647402682236?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6364381647402682236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/visit-to-orchard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6364381647402682236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6364381647402682236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/visit-to-orchard.html' title='A Visit to the Orchard'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-522nI2P-joU/To2fDYt-rjI/AAAAAAAAA7c/sNTQW8kqeYA/s72-c/135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-522574879367066027</id><published>2011-10-06T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:16:49.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who's One!</title><content type='html'>Some pictures from Mason's first birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnnu5z0MWok/To2ah0LnBmI/AAAAAAAAA60/AGlAQOgXeTs/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnnu5z0MWok/To2ah0LnBmI/AAAAAAAAA60/AGlAQOgXeTs/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRopC3v1cbk/To2ajiIm7WI/AAAAAAAAA64/bHeNMZkwcI8/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRopC3v1cbk/To2ajiIm7WI/AAAAAAAAA64/bHeNMZkwcI8/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVOriihi6LE/To2amadZCOI/AAAAAAAAA68/1DmnuVSTyBo/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVOriihi6LE/To2amadZCOI/AAAAAAAAA68/1DmnuVSTyBo/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ooh fire, it's so mesmerizing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvsnH59Vaeg/To2apEzXukI/AAAAAAAAA7A/rQjxf_hzYDI/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvsnH59Vaeg/To2apEzXukI/AAAAAAAAA7A/rQjxf_hzYDI/s320/020.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to blow out the candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5pNPhptrEY/To2ar6bDNlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/sFdk754c8J8/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5pNPhptrEY/To2ar6bDNlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/sFdk754c8J8/s320/025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, I'm one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OfvwdoBi47U/To2avQRytsI/AAAAAAAAA7I/vxuX3yBTMvQ/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OfvwdoBi47U/To2avQRytsI/AAAAAAAAA7I/vxuX3yBTMvQ/s320/029.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He dug right into the cupcake.&amp;nbsp; No hesitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoDA4juHk4Y/To2axpa5pRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Ajj_Tic7-rc/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoDA4juHk4Y/To2axpa5pRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Ajj_Tic7-rc/s320/031.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so yummy he even wanted to eat the paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-43xAGkBLeCc/To2a2XydtDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ZUekVJEV1Jk/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-43xAGkBLeCc/To2a2XydtDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ZUekVJEV1Jk/s320/049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finger lickin' good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lin3lKm8W-w/To2a4t7r8FI/AAAAAAAAA7U/9lCXQ_Bqcs0/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lin3lKm8W-w/To2a4t7r8FI/AAAAAAAAA7U/9lCXQ_Bqcs0/s320/066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Time for an outfit change and toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mE7JaumT8Jc/To2a6jg0brI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/uTxl0nxPP6I/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mE7JaumT8Jc/To2a6jg0brI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/uTxl0nxPP6I/s320/068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, our one year old got a hammer.&amp;nbsp; May not be the smartest gift but it sure is fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-522574879367066027?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/522574879367066027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-whos-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/522574879367066027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/522574879367066027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-whos-one.html' title='Look Who&apos;s One!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnnu5z0MWok/To2ah0LnBmI/AAAAAAAAA60/AGlAQOgXeTs/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3526983859282179788</id><published>2011-10-05T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T17:55:17.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A First for Us</title><content type='html'>With three boys and one adult male in the house it was probably inevitable that I would someday be making a blog post about a broken bone or two.&amp;nbsp; Never did I imagine that it would be my daughter who would have the distinction of being the first child to break a bone.&amp;nbsp; Yes, it was Megan who broke her arm after a fall from our playset.&amp;nbsp; I believe she fractured her radius.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;am not certain if that is correct because you see, I was a bit more flustered than M was&amp;nbsp;about the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; Oh, the fall that caused the break also caused M to give a scream like I've never heard before and DO NOT want to ever hear again.&amp;nbsp; But after the initial calamity, she was almost good as new.&amp;nbsp; Which is why we decided, after calling the MD, to wait and see what tomorrow would bring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow brought a little girl so full of sunshine that you wouldn't even know anything was wrong.&amp;nbsp; Except for an occasional, "my arm hurts."&amp;nbsp; She was hardly favoring it and was trying to crawl around on the floor chasing her baby brother!&amp;nbsp; But, those few times she complained and I applied gentle pressure in certain areas just didn't settle my nervousness so I took her in to see the doctor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After a consultation in one office, an x-ray at another office across town and finally at the orthopedic office we saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5EftCdFxzk/TozOWs5LRYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/2WytD2zV5iU/s1600/CCF10052011_00000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5EftCdFxzk/TozOWs5LRYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/2WytD2zV5iU/s320/CCF10052011_00000.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You can see a line in the bone on the right.&amp;nbsp; That is the fracture.&amp;nbsp; Completely broken and as the doctors say, partially displaced.&amp;nbsp; Here is another view (it's the bone on the right):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FpwajMbPCE/TozPspn8wPI/AAAAAAAAA6w/q9_Li4Fi3a8/s1600/CCF10052011_00001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FpwajMbPCE/TozPspn8wPI/AAAAAAAAA6w/q9_Li4Fi3a8/s320/CCF10052011_00001.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She is in a splint right now, just in case any swelling were to occur.&amp;nbsp; We go in on Monday for additional x-rays and a cast.&amp;nbsp; She'll be in the cast for 3-5 weeks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I asked what sort of activities she can engage in this week and the doctor gave me one of those polite "are you insane?!" looks and then calmly said, "uh, no activities."&amp;nbsp; "No running, jumping, biking, boarding..."&amp;nbsp; Then he looked at me and said, "of course she could trip while walking, but we're going to hope that doesn't happen."&amp;nbsp; It was one of those moments in a mom's life where you kinda wonder what in the world you've gotten yourself into.&amp;nbsp; Does the doctor expect me to carry her everywhere?!&amp;nbsp; Does he really think I can make sure my 4(!) year old won't run, jump, skip, hop, bike, board or even wrestle for at least&amp;nbsp;one week?!&amp;nbsp; Let alone one day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We walked out of the doctors office, Megan chattering non-stop about all the&amp;nbsp;medical professionals we saw&amp;nbsp;and how their pictures on their Id's don't look anything like them now, and me with a death grip on my daughters hand hoping she doesn't trip while walking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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What did the astronaut see cooking on the stove?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer:&amp;nbsp; An unidentified frying object!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3982818484330489660?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3982818484330489660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/funny-ha-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3982818484330489660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3982818484330489660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/funny-ha-ha.html' title='Funny ha ha!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2891254818380693571</id><published>2011-10-04T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:25:31.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnleGUsBDTQ/ToBvRiv0ZUI/AAAAAAAAA6k/MC5s--n_in4/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnleGUsBDTQ/ToBvRiv0ZUI/AAAAAAAAA6k/MC5s--n_in4/s1600/simple-woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY&amp;nbsp;October 4, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;beautiful, warm sunshine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;of all the inspiring blogs I've been reading lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;for quiet time in the morning so I can sit down with a cup of coffee and my own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;studying the 20th century to present this year.&amp;nbsp; Right now we are reading tons of books about World War I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;something quick and easy.&amp;nbsp; Maybe pizza.&amp;nbsp; It is Tuesday after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;capri pants and a t-shirt with a camera on the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;some fun boards on Pinterest.com filled with great ideas for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;to the orthopedic doctor later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt; The Vegetable Gardener's Bible by Edward C. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;we will have one or two more beautiful sunny days before winter sets in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Indeed the outlook seems promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to... &lt;/strong&gt;being able to make wonderful things with the apples we picked at the orchard the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;our oldest wiggling around on a very loud wicker chair.&amp;nbsp; Wondering when he will be finished with his math and move to a quieter location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;the sun is streaming in through the windows and sending long shadows across the floor, the "laundry folding couch" is free of any laundry and the smell of apple crisp is in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;over all my dreams and wondering which ones I can make into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;cuddling up with a good dog to read a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;I plan on keeping the calendar free and clear of any extra activities.&amp;nbsp; We will run some errands, attend AWANA, head to the bookstore and decorate for fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture for thought I am sharing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMiJz7G4plU/Tou_f11HVrI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mZCdSdgvK0Q/s1600/096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMiJz7G4plU/Tou_f11HVrI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mZCdSdgvK0Q/s320/096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peeking outside at the big ball in the neighbors yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to participate with your own daybook or simply read other entries please visit Peggy at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080;"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks for stopping by. ~Kim &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2891254818380693571?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2891254818380693571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2891254818380693571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2891254818380693571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnleGUsBDTQ/ToBvRiv0ZUI/AAAAAAAAA6k/MC5s--n_in4/s72-c/simple-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6142374443291343197</id><published>2011-10-03T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T06:55:18.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Organization</title><content type='html'>I found &lt;a href="http://fey-next2heaven.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-launch-pad-new-weekly-calendar.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; while browsing this weekend and thought it was an organized&amp;nbsp;way to start a busy week.&amp;nbsp; I am going to try this for myself and I'll post pictures so you can see how it goes.&amp;nbsp; Not exactly sure where I'll hang it, but the space I'm thinking of is horizontal.&amp;nbsp; Thanks &lt;a href="http://fey-next2heaven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristy @ Next&amp;nbsp;To Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6142374443291343197?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6142374443291343197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekly-organization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6142374443291343197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6142374443291343197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekly-organization.html' title='Weekly Organization'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8754857054518107224</id><published>2011-09-27T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:08:22.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hand Up is Better.....</title><content type='html'>It's something I never thought of.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://blog.compassion.com/a-hand-up-is-better-than-a-hand-out/"&gt;A hand up is better than a hand out.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; After reading this post I was convicted of the same thought process,&lt;em&gt; "I feel cheerful and inspired as I negotiate a bulk discount with the store  manager and go about making the various arrangements for transporting 300  jackets across the world."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; That is me.&amp;nbsp; That is something I would do without thinking of the ramifications.&lt;br /&gt;This post has opened my eyes and helped me to see a bigger picture.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Compassion International:  &lt;a href="http://blog.compassion.com/a-hand-up-is-better-than-a-hand-out/#ixzz1Z9rkVLtw" style="color: #003399;"&gt;http://blog.compassion.com/a-hand-up-is-better-than-a-hand-out/#ixzz1Z9rkVLtw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8754857054518107224?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8754857054518107224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/hand-up-is-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8754857054518107224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8754857054518107224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/hand-up-is-better.html' title='A Hand Up is Better.....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6748419752903930112</id><published>2011-09-22T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:05:25.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Our littlest boy is 1 today!&amp;nbsp; His favorite word is "Ba" which began when he pointed to a ball (his favorite toy).&amp;nbsp; Now everything is a 'ba'.&amp;nbsp; He crawls everywhere fast&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;can go up the stairs faster than you&amp;nbsp;can blink, so&amp;nbsp;make sure the baby gate is always up!&amp;nbsp; (I learned that&amp;nbsp;lesson when I found him&amp;nbsp;pounding on his brothers bedroom door upstairs!)&amp;nbsp; He can stand on his own and&amp;nbsp;is very proud of this accomplishment.&amp;nbsp; He'll smile and throw his arms up&amp;nbsp;which is his way of saying 'look at me, I'm so big'!&amp;nbsp; He has a crazy swirl&amp;nbsp;on his forehead and a few more scattered throughout his hair.&amp;nbsp; The poor guy is going to be in front of the mirror a lot in his teenage years just trying to comb his hair.&amp;nbsp; He growls when he sees Teddy Grahams and has started to growl when he sees any animal.&amp;nbsp; He loves to be held and prefers mom &amp;amp; dad to just about anyone else.&amp;nbsp; He is generous with his smiles and more than a little shy.&amp;nbsp; He loves birds, balloons and bubbles.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He enjoys paging through books and magazines and his favorite food is mandarin oranges.&amp;nbsp; When he's tired at night, he giggles when he&amp;nbsp;see's his blanket or&amp;nbsp;mama.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We are so blessed to have him in our family.&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday Mason, We Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7_k5l4QfJU/TntV1pFifyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/seipKxfKCCQ/s1600/159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7_k5l4QfJU/TntV1pFifyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/seipKxfKCCQ/s400/159.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6748419752903930112?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6748419752903930112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-1st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6748419752903930112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6748419752903930112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-1st-birthday.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7_k5l4QfJU/TntV1pFifyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/seipKxfKCCQ/s72-c/159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3746401512451148855</id><published>2011-09-14T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T08:30:42.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon Rally</title><content type='html'>We were all out of the house before 5:30am!&amp;nbsp; If you know our family, you know that is quite the acheivement.&amp;nbsp; We headed down the road to a small community festival and balloon rally.&amp;nbsp; Hopeful anticipation coupled with lots of yawns.&amp;nbsp; We arrived shortly before 6:00am,&amp;nbsp;found our parking spot and ate our picnic breakfast in the car.&amp;nbsp; Armed with coffee, bug spray and smiles we all walked down the short grassy path that led into the open field where the balloons were to take off.&amp;nbsp; Then we waited.&amp;nbsp; And waited.&amp;nbsp; There was cloud cover and a slight chance of rain.&amp;nbsp; Would we be disappointed yet again?&amp;nbsp; We've tried to view many balloon ascensions over the years only to have our hopes dashed by inclement weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0nlp3BL_MY/Tm9yyy5q_dI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Lpg5vmudrYk/s1600/_DSC0463_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0nlp3BL_MY/Tm9yyy5q_dI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Lpg5vmudrYk/s320/_DSC0463_edited-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Much to our delight the sky started to open up and the sun began to peek through the clouds.&amp;nbsp; The field became a flurry of activity as all balloon crews began to set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lym-iY411es/Tm9zfy_lzoI/AAAAAAAAA5E/4JnmzB2qC-s/s1600/_DSC0465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lym-iY411es/Tm9zfy_lzoI/AAAAAAAAA5E/4JnmzB2qC-s/s320/_DSC0465.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had no idea that it took so many people to get a balloon in the air.&amp;nbsp; There were at least 4-5 people with every balloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJBA0aUyuPY/Tm906zld9vI/AAAAAAAAA5I/uExtr5u49EA/s1600/_DSC0472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJBA0aUyuPY/Tm906zld9vI/AAAAAAAAA5I/uExtr5u49EA/s320/_DSC0472.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CPc0qijzHI/Tm91WIQmzOI/AAAAAAAAA5M/4RnedFPWzCQ/s1600/_DSC0474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CPc0qijzHI/Tm91WIQmzOI/AAAAAAAAA5M/4RnedFPWzCQ/s320/_DSC0474.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uNJtCYAcNOw/Tm91vOds2xI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/cnJ2A1ACnbs/s1600/_DSC0476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uNJtCYAcNOw/Tm91vOds2xI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/cnJ2A1ACnbs/s320/_DSC0476.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ooPezMDgmg4/Tm-aS337-2I/AAAAAAAAA5k/bXDZdznE97w/s1600/_DSC0478_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ooPezMDgmg4/Tm-aS337-2I/AAAAAAAAA5k/bXDZdznE97w/s320/_DSC0478_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pI6yVKr-uH8/Tm-fRmgsbRI/AAAAAAAAA5o/7V_GG5-Px1s/s1600/_DSC0484_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pI6yVKr-uH8/Tm-fRmgsbRI/AAAAAAAAA5o/7V_GG5-Px1s/s320/_DSC0484_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first balloon is in the air.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lS5MEJHmNUQ/Tm-f47PQ9bI/AAAAAAAAA5s/UvQnONXS_hQ/s1600/_DSC0485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lS5MEJHmNUQ/Tm-f47PQ9bI/AAAAAAAAA5s/UvQnONXS_hQ/s320/_DSC0485.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Followed by another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CDbQ86Y229Q/TnCVpoIgLtI/AAAAAAAAA50/tdu7ljvBcNk/s1600/_DSC0487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CDbQ86Y229Q/TnCVpoIgLtI/AAAAAAAAA50/tdu7ljvBcNk/s320/_DSC0487.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We forgot to count, but we're pretty sure there were at least a dozen balloons that ascended.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypDtoaEH5Pk/TnCWIhsI4fI/AAAAAAAAA54/qOrp-vF52v4/s1600/_DSC0492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypDtoaEH5Pk/TnCWIhsI4fI/AAAAAAAAA54/qOrp-vF52v4/s320/_DSC0492.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7uo5VhM55c/TnCW7Kq1OzI/AAAAAAAAA58/0YO3PPtDo-8/s1600/_DSC0503_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7uo5VhM55c/TnCW7Kq1OzI/AAAAAAAAA58/0YO3PPtDo-8/s320/_DSC0503_edited-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you look closely in the above picture you can see the pilot is already in the basket.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--N6C8MnBrIM/TnCXQ-WG4ZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/2UcWni45V1E/s1600/_DSC0509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--N6C8MnBrIM/TnCXQ-WG4ZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/2UcWni45V1E/s320/_DSC0509.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Up, up and away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XwZRNozPmc0/TnCbPNOg5BI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qYDNy-KJCt0/s1600/_DSC0510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XwZRNozPmc0/TnCbPNOg5BI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qYDNy-KJCt0/s320/_DSC0510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hot air balloons have long been something special to us.  We decorated the nursery with them for our first and fourth born boys and we frequently see them sailing over our home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t43zlSjSV0I/TnCbYv1sP6I/AAAAAAAAA6I/EsswckpGS8Q/s1600/_DSC0514_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t43zlSjSV0I/TnCbYv1sP6I/AAAAAAAAA6I/EsswckpGS8Q/s320/_DSC0514_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2e884wCj2U/TnCblfoq59I/AAAAAAAAA6M/-KFiH_MyY3w/s1600/_DSC0515_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2e884wCj2U/TnCblfoq59I/AAAAAAAAA6M/-KFiH_MyY3w/s320/_DSC0515_edited-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;M is enjoying the view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GW5iaqCHVBs/TnClU_u5WcI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9i3AhLB3Keg/s1600/_DSC0520_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GW5iaqCHVBs/TnClU_u5WcI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9i3AhLB3Keg/s320/_DSC0520_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our ride back home we 'chased' a few of the balloons for a short time.&amp;nbsp; We also discussed which were our favorites and decided it would be easier to name the one that was our least favorite.&amp;nbsp; Then, it began to rain.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3746401512451148855?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3746401512451148855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/balloon-rally.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3746401512451148855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3746401512451148855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/balloon-rally.html' title='Balloon Rally'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0nlp3BL_MY/Tm9yyy5q_dI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Lpg5vmudrYk/s72-c/_DSC0463_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6388740240312010419</id><published>2011-09-12T14:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:57:59.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWn7cVjQuI4/Tm4Zd8S9N9I/AAAAAAAAA44/0fnnYGTH2bM/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWn7cVjQuI4/Tm4Zd8S9N9I/AAAAAAAAA44/0fnnYGTH2bM/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY September 12, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; Beautiful sunshine, lush green grass and a maple tree that is changing colors already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; of my husband who has to give a presentation at work today (his first presentation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful... &lt;/strong&gt;that we live in an area that enjoys four seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; new student,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;new curriculum, new math, new co-op, new lesson plans.&amp;nbsp; Some many new beginnings from the learning rooms this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;pb&amp;amp;j for lunch and parmesan chicken for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a red Coke t-shirt and black shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating... &lt;/strong&gt;a few sewing projects for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;about my business today and reminding myself that I can everything through Him who strengthens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wondering... &lt;/strong&gt;if I will ever hear the words, "School is fun" from the mouths of my children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading... &lt;/strong&gt;Just finished "Citizen Canine".&amp;nbsp; Good read for those interested in a well-mannered dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;to cross off at least one thing on my 'to do' list for day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to... &lt;/strong&gt;hearing about my husbands day when he gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;little grunts and groans as&amp;nbsp;Mister M&amp;nbsp;joins in the conversation at the lunch table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;a suitcase from the boys stay with G&amp;amp;G, new Legos from that same stay and two excited younger children who are happy to have their older brothers back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pondering... &lt;/strong&gt;which extra-curricular activities the kids should be involved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;seeing birds in the backyard or on a walk through the neighborhood that&amp;nbsp;I rarely see.&amp;nbsp; Such as&amp;nbsp;the belted kingfisher I saw the other morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: &lt;/strong&gt;a library stop, first day of AWANA, grocery shopping, book study, co-op and small group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture for thought I am sharing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw-RQZSyiA0/Tm5XN5WGK4I/AAAAAAAAA48/m7ZbrOKwwCI/s1600/_DSC0323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw-RQZSyiA0/Tm5XN5WGK4I/AAAAAAAAA48/m7ZbrOKwwCI/s320/_DSC0323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;If you would like to participate with your own daybook or simply read other entries please visit Peggy at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for stopping by. ~Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6388740240312010419?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6388740240312010419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-today-september-12-2011-outside-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6388740240312010419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6388740240312010419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-today-september-12-2011-outside-my.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWn7cVjQuI4/Tm4Zd8S9N9I/AAAAAAAAA44/0fnnYGTH2bM/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1758883611201584747</id><published>2011-09-11T08:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T08:15:39.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbxk8HUrAO4/Tm4FhB4X8DI/AAAAAAAAA40/wEtY7QdqO5s/s1600/028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbxk8HUrAO4/Tm4FhB4X8DI/AAAAAAAAA40/wEtY7QdqO5s/s400/028.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1758883611201584747?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1758883611201584747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/911.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1758883611201584747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1758883611201584747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/09/911.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbxk8HUrAO4/Tm4FhB4X8DI/AAAAAAAAA40/wEtY7QdqO5s/s72-c/028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-315151882212095998</id><published>2011-08-03T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T14:46:24.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Army Crawl</title><content type='html'>Mister M is now crawling on all fours.&amp;nbsp; He has abandoned the more difficult army crawl with his tummy on the floor, for an easier, more fluid motion of crawling on his hands and knees.&amp;nbsp; I was watching him crawl from place to place and noticed that when he was very intent on a destination and wanted to get somewhere really fast, he would lay down on his belly and begin to army crawl.&amp;nbsp; He would abandon what he had recently learned and would opt for the old, more difficult crawling technique.&amp;nbsp;He didn't go any faster and in fact went slower.&amp;nbsp; But to him, it seemed as if all the work amounted to a faster pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it occurred to me that I am like that sometimes.&amp;nbsp; When I want to get a lot done during the day or accomplish some sort of goal or make a dream into a reality,&amp;nbsp;I tend to strive toward the end result.&amp;nbsp; I get down on my tummy and work harder,&amp;nbsp;get stressed out, engage in a battle and break a sweat&amp;nbsp;instead of relaxing and letting God direct my steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you striving for today?&amp;nbsp; What&amp;nbsp;battle are you&amp;nbsp;engaged in?&amp;nbsp; What struggle is stressing you out?&amp;nbsp; I would encourage you to relax and let God direct your steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD. ~Psalm 27:14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails. ~Proverbs 19:21&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be still and know that I am God.&amp;nbsp;~Psalm 46:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="keywordresultextras"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="keywordresultextras"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-315151882212095998?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/315151882212095998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/08/army-crawl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/315151882212095998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/315151882212095998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/08/army-crawl.html' title='The Army Crawl'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5707786814841089837</id><published>2011-08-01T15:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:19:29.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Letterbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjXx0h_KMXM/Tjcey0Npv8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/BPrz29aQiw4/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjXx0h_KMXM/Tjcey0Npv8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/BPrz29aQiw4/s320/023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you heard of Letterboxing?&amp;nbsp; I hadn't until last week when a friend told me that&amp;nbsp;she and her family are letterboxers.&amp;nbsp; Letterboxing is a mix of hiking, puzzle solving, treasure hunting and stamping.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend has it that letterboxing goes way back to the 1850's, when a gentleman, while walking the moors of Dartmoor, Devon, England, placed his calling card in a jar by the remote Cranmere Pool.  He is said to have left a note directing anyone who found his card to leave theirs as well.  Word spread of this secret on the moors, and soon other "letterboxes" began showing up in Dartmoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of the hunt.&amp;nbsp; Follow the clues that lead to a hidden letterbox.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Inside the letterbox are a unique stamp and a logbook.&amp;nbsp; When you find the letterbox you are searching for from clues usually posted on a website (&lt;a href="http://letterboxing.org/"&gt;Letterboxing.org&lt;/a&gt;), you stamp the box's logbook with your personal stamp, leaving a record of the discovery.&amp;nbsp; Then you stamp your&amp;nbsp;own personal logbook with the box's stamp, creating a passport of sorts, filled with a collection of unique, mostly hand-carved stamps.&amp;nbsp; You then put the letterbox back in it's original hiding place for another searcher to discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you probably already know, I love hidden treasures.&amp;nbsp; So letterboxing is a hobby that seems tailor-made for me.&amp;nbsp; I am happy to share that the family and I went on our first letterboxing adventure this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother&amp;nbsp;came to visit with his girls and we had all planned on visiting a&amp;nbsp;local amusement park.&amp;nbsp; Much to my surprise and excitement,&amp;nbsp;I discovered&amp;nbsp;a clue to a&amp;nbsp;letterbox that was hidden&amp;nbsp;at the park.&amp;nbsp; I almost could not contain my&amp;nbsp;enthusiasm when we got there.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to search for that box right away.&amp;nbsp; But I didn't want to take the kids away from the excitement of the amusement park so I&amp;nbsp;bit my tongue and tried to be patient.&amp;nbsp; We all decided to eat&amp;nbsp;our picnic lunch first and then&amp;nbsp;go in to the amusement park.&amp;nbsp; Guess what?&amp;nbsp; We ended up eating our picnic lunch&amp;nbsp;just yards away from where the letterbox was hidden!&amp;nbsp; Yep.&amp;nbsp; Right when we were walking in I noticed a sign that I remembered was part of the clue.&amp;nbsp; Can you say kid in a candy&amp;nbsp;store excited!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I almost couldn't eat lunch.&amp;nbsp; As it was,&amp;nbsp;I think I ate faster than I have ever eaten!!&amp;nbsp; It was all I could do not to hurry everyone along.&amp;nbsp; But I still wasn't sure anyone else was going to be okay with a treasure hunt before the amusement park.&amp;nbsp; I waited for just the right moment before asking the question.&amp;nbsp; "Does anyone want to do a treasure hunt before we go&amp;nbsp;in to the park?"&amp;nbsp; (Crossing my fingers.)&amp;nbsp; I waited for their reply.&amp;nbsp; Yes!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time to hunt.&amp;nbsp; And hunt we did.&amp;nbsp; We followed the clue, hunted, re-read the clue and hunted some more.&amp;nbsp; We were about ready to give up when I looked&amp;nbsp;down and saw something peculiar.&amp;nbsp; I waved my husband over.&amp;nbsp; It was the letterbox!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As word spread throughout our little group you could hear the excitement from every one of us.&amp;nbsp; We hurried away from the secret hiding spot (I've read that's what every good letterboxer should do)&amp;nbsp;and found a&amp;nbsp;quiet shady area to open the box and enjoy the stamps of all those that had been&amp;nbsp;there before us.&amp;nbsp; Such fun and so many unique stamps.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As we looked through the stamps, I envisioned the people the stamps represented.&amp;nbsp; Maybe some had found their very first letterbox&amp;nbsp;when they stamped in that logbook.&amp;nbsp; Maybe they were bitten by the letterboxing bug, just like us.&amp;nbsp; We found our first letterbox and it won't be the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5707786814841089837?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5707786814841089837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-letterbox.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5707786814841089837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5707786814841089837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-letterbox.html' title='The First Letterbox'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjXx0h_KMXM/Tjcey0Npv8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/BPrz29aQiw4/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2611227487671828627</id><published>2011-07-25T13:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T13:37:25.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Square Stomach</title><content type='html'>This is the conversation that M and I had at lunch this afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - "Mom, when we were looking at the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Human-Body-Book-DVD/dp/0756628652/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1311618935&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Human Body Book&lt;/a&gt;, they got something wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, what was that?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - "Well, when they showed where the food went it was oval."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The stomach was oval shaped?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What shape do you think your stomach is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - "Square."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2611227487671828627?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2611227487671828627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/square-stomach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2611227487671828627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2611227487671828627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/square-stomach.html' title='A Square Stomach'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8200105051218929764</id><published>2011-07-14T07:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T08:20:05.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lFhXhIGZSQ/Thy5r69LwJI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kLF9pxKaSqU/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lFhXhIGZSQ/Thy5r69LwJI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kLF9pxKaSqU/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today July 13,  2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;the sky is dark and the birds are all clamouring at the bird feeder.&amp;nbsp; Only 20 percent&amp;nbsp;chance of rain today but it looks more like 90 percent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...  &lt;/strong&gt;of my handsome husband who makes coffee for me every morning.&amp;nbsp; I don't express my gratitude for this simple act of&amp;nbsp;love often enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;/strong&gt;my coffee and the man who makes it.&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; Also thankful that my children wake up most mornings with cheerful hearts ready to conquer the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; a red t-shirt and black shorts and a fleece coat because it's rather chilly this summer morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; summer school has officially started.&amp;nbsp; The boys are doing two-three weeks of math and handwriting and anything else we want to throw in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering... &lt;/strong&gt;my fifteenth wedding anniversary is coming up next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to get some overdue library books returned today!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have been at procrastination station&amp;nbsp;and it's time to get the train moving.&amp;nbsp; I am also going to bring the kids to a raspberry patch I discovered while walking this morning.&amp;nbsp; Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;going to read... &lt;/strong&gt;buy-ology by Martin Lindstrom as soon as I pick&amp;nbsp;it up from the library today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; that my dreams come true.&amp;nbsp; Ha!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Seriously&amp;nbsp;though, I do dream of traveling to Italy and&amp;nbsp;have set a goal to accomplish this in 2016, God willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;our littlest talking to himself after waking.&amp;nbsp; He usually just starts to cry so it's been pleasant to listen to his little sounds this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;the children who have no parents and are waiting for a family to love on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing  that... &lt;/strong&gt;the cilantro seeds I purchased are still in their package.&amp;nbsp; Oops.&amp;nbsp; I taped them near the refrigerator so I wouldn't forget to plant them.&amp;nbsp; Guess that didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;thursday today, the day before payday.&amp;nbsp; The refrigerator is rather empty and the cupboards are bare.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to have to be creative for dinner tonight.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to order pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;the kids are all slowly&amp;nbsp;waking.&amp;nbsp; M is sitting at the kitchen table enjoying breakfast and talking to herself.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; I have a few loads of laundry I'd like to do as well as clean a bathroom today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of  my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;a clean house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From  my camera... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56iGaz8A4ec/Th7pznApiPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/hIMBkcVkGVs/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56iGaz8A4ec/Th7pznApiPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/hIMBkcVkGVs/s320/028.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;on the move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you would like  to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080;"&gt;The Simple Woman’s  Daybook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8200105051218929764?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8200105051218929764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8200105051218929764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8200105051218929764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lFhXhIGZSQ/Thy5r69LwJI/AAAAAAAAA4o/kLF9pxKaSqU/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6432877030607179946</id><published>2011-07-12T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:14:59.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Toad House</title><content type='html'>This little toad house was a gift from grandma.&amp;nbsp; We were excited to put it outside when we opened it back in March, but the weather can be sketchy at that time of year and grandma wasn't sure if it was sturdy enough to endure a freeze or two before summer.&amp;nbsp; So we waited patiently for a few months and then chose a spot out in the garden.&amp;nbsp; Then we chose another location that seemed to suit the little house better.&amp;nbsp; And yet again the house endured one more move before it ended up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeJyJEIeM_8/Thy48mBDsAI/AAAAAAAAA4k/cgNs6M33T3E/s1600/109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeJyJEIeM_8/Thy48mBDsAI/AAAAAAAAA4k/cgNs6M33T3E/s320/109.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, much to our surprise and delight the kids discovered that someone has moved in.&amp;nbsp; Yep, the toad house has a little toad occupant.&amp;nbsp; What fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6432877030607179946?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6432877030607179946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-toad-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6432877030607179946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6432877030607179946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-toad-house.html' title='Little Toad House'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeJyJEIeM_8/Thy48mBDsAI/AAAAAAAAA4k/cgNs6M33T3E/s72-c/109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8690374698015265831</id><published>2011-07-08T06:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T08:31:56.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tie Dye Fun</title><content type='html'>Our parks and rec department has a playground program for the summer in which there are organized games and activities for children ages 7 to 15.&amp;nbsp; It is a great opportunity for my homeschooled boys to play with others in the neighborhood that are not right next door, be exposed to new games and activities and just have fun.&amp;nbsp; So far they have played games such as dodgeball, capture the flag, hide n' seek, etc.&amp;nbsp; Today, much to their delight (and mine) they were able to tie-dye t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ooEdSxYkNE/ThYthvNDOSI/AAAAAAAAA4c/pit_fgLt9b8/s1600/387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ooEdSxYkNE/ThYthvNDOSI/AAAAAAAAA4c/pit_fgLt9b8/s320/387.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E with his two shirts.&amp;nbsp; One for him and one for his sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CjBIBeF-ERI/ThYu-i8qlXI/AAAAAAAAA4g/xOdhARmfoak/s1600/389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CjBIBeF-ERI/ThYu-i8qlXI/AAAAAAAAA4g/xOdhARmfoak/s320/389.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;L with his shirts.&amp;nbsp; One for him and one for his baby brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8690374698015265831?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8690374698015265831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-parks-and-rec-department-has.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8690374698015265831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8690374698015265831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-parks-and-rec-department-has.html' title='Tie Dye Fun'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ooEdSxYkNE/ThYthvNDOSI/AAAAAAAAA4c/pit_fgLt9b8/s72-c/387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4953159379553910080</id><published>2011-07-07T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:32:02.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rule Duel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The other day E asked me how to spell 'quiet'.&amp;nbsp; Then L asked me how to spell 'keep'.&amp;nbsp; Aside from the fact that he knows how to spell keep, I was beginning to wonder what was up.&amp;nbsp; Why were the two boys taking time out of their busy play outside to sit quietly and write?&amp;nbsp; If you are a mom of 10 and 8 year old boys, you know that is pretty unusual for them to spontaneously write without being asked.&amp;nbsp; It began to make sense when M asked me how to spell 'brothers'.&amp;nbsp; This is what I found when I went down the hall to their bedrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qC9dT08kZ4/ThYWhzgKDzI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZNlX1kYw5wk/s1600/382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qC9dT08kZ4/ThYWhzgKDzI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZNlX1kYw5wk/s320/382.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;The boys door with many signs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwSdd5k4LgU/ThYbyjprt1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/8lilGXSSCac/s1600/383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwSdd5k4LgU/ThYbyjprt1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/8lilGXSSCac/s320/383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iICEeyOldcE/ThYcxLSll_I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bJ92Gh8t82U/s1600/384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iICEeyOldcE/ThYcxLSll_I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bJ92Gh8t82U/s320/384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love the face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5zmEqTiPlg/ThYdXd_TjdI/AAAAAAAAA4U/H2g2AUda4NY/s1600/385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5zmEqTiPlg/ThYdXd_TjdI/AAAAAAAAA4U/H2g2AUda4NY/s320/385.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;M's door across the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8HBKEL2xjo/ThYeInToOyI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0tgem3wBbWo/s1600/386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8HBKEL2xjo/ThYeInToOyI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0tgem3wBbWo/s320/386.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;For those who have a hard time reading 4 year old writing, the sign says "Knock first brothers".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ah, sibling quarrels.&amp;nbsp; At least these were of the silent variety this time.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure who first had the idea.&amp;nbsp; I believe it was actually M and the boys decided to counter her "attack" with a few more signs.&amp;nbsp; One of the boys signs reads, "No bargeing in".&amp;nbsp; That is my particular favorite since that is something she is quite fond of doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿It is to one’s honor to avoid strife,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but every fool is quick to quarrel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverbs 20:3 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4953159379553910080?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4953159379553910080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/rule-duel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4953159379553910080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4953159379553910080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/07/rule-duel.html' title='A Rule Duel'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qC9dT08kZ4/ThYWhzgKDzI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZNlX1kYw5wk/s72-c/382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8216641624045964555</id><published>2011-06-29T07:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:18:52.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFn-vPSJxos/TgCPWYD3GCI/AAAAAAAAA38/PJPHHFod5bI/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFn-vPSJxos/TgCPWYD3GCI/AAAAAAAAA38/PJPHHFod5bI/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today June 29, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;the sky is blue and it's going to be a beautiful summer day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;that I'll fill the kiddie pool and let Mister M play and explore the water today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;/strong&gt;the bees that make such wonderful honey.&amp;nbsp; We are hopefully going to visit a beekeeper in the next week and he is going to tell us all about his bees.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; tank top, shorts and my grandmother's earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms... &lt;/strong&gt;this mama teacher is planning a few fun summer activities for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering... &lt;/strong&gt;our&amp;nbsp;chocolate lab.&amp;nbsp; It's been almost a year since he's been gone and some days I still miss the pitter patter of paws and toenails on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to enjoy our summer vacation.&amp;nbsp; We celebrated a wedding this past weekend and the kids and I stayed behind while Patrick went out of town for work.&amp;nbsp; We certainly enjoy being in the woods at Grandma and Grandpa's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;through all my mom's magazines and looking for a good book to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;that my drawing skills improve soon.&amp;nbsp; Some of the pictures I drew with chalk on the driveway yesterday are looking rather confused.&amp;nbsp; On the positive side, art may be interpreted in many different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;the birds singing and enjoying the cool morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...&lt;/strong&gt; turning over different ideas for an essay contest I might enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;the boys are getting more and more daring in their advanced years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;chicken on the grill and side dishes yet to be determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;beach towels, toys, books, sunglasses,&amp;nbsp;bug spray and sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;taking pictures of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera... &lt;/strong&gt;lots of pictures, but they are still on the camera.&amp;nbsp; I will upload and edit a few when we get home next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8216641624045964555?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8216641624045964555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-womans-daybook_29.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8216641624045964555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8216641624045964555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-womans-daybook_29.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFn-vPSJxos/TgCPWYD3GCI/AAAAAAAAA38/PJPHHFod5bI/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6556341695174225836</id><published>2011-06-09T16:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:27:20.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lyh1pQLRF78/TfE7kAN2IlI/AAAAAAAAA34/1ftoghJPyRI/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lyh1pQLRF78/TfE7kAN2IlI/AAAAAAAAA34/1ftoghJPyRI/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today&amp;nbsp;June 9, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;Sun is shining and birds are singing.&amp;nbsp; We are all enjoying a cool down from the high temps and humid conditions recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;of the bumpy road ahead as we begin a new phase of parenting our 10 year old.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;/strong&gt;circumstances that help to change and mature me.&amp;nbsp; Thinking I might just be a work in progress for the rest of my life.&amp;nbsp; (See above comment for one instance that is changing and maturing me in fast forward!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;Shorts and a purple pullover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; books are on the shelves and pens and papers are neatly organized because we have officially started our summer vacation.&amp;nbsp; Woot, woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering... &lt;/strong&gt;how I felt when I graduated from high school.&amp;nbsp; There was a great sense of accomplishment accompanied by fear of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to spend some quality time with my dear friend from high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading... &lt;/strong&gt;The Old Schoolhouse magazine&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;jotting down ideas for next school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;my brother-in-law and soon to be sister-in-law have an enjoyable and memorable outdoor wedding in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a house sparrow chirping his victory song after taking over the house that a pair of tree swallows were building their nest in.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;relationships.&amp;nbsp; When summer starts we re-acquaint ourselves with our neighbors and sometimes things can get...&amp;nbsp;tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overheard....&lt;/strong&gt; "There is fly larvae in my cereal!" said by my 10 year old after he noticed some left-over shredded wheat in his cereal bowl this morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;Mister M has been getting up earlier and earlier these past few mornings.&amp;nbsp; He must be missing me.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;Just made fruit pizza and half of it has been devoured by my three hungry kids (and me too)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;a few outlet covers have been added and the floors are on a continous pick-up due to our littlest Mister M being more and more active and curious every day.&amp;nbsp; He almost had a lamp fall on his head because the cord looked fun to pull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;Watching the sunrise while enjoying a cup of coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-67Jr2B5UPag/TfE7K5ZlHkI/AAAAAAAAA30/b9GbSuO-t-s/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-67Jr2B5UPag/TfE7K5ZlHkI/AAAAAAAAA30/b9GbSuO-t-s/s320/039.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and the kids on a recent trip to the botanical gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6556341695174225836?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6556341695174225836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6556341695174225836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6556341695174225836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lyh1pQLRF78/TfE7kAN2IlI/AAAAAAAAA34/1ftoghJPyRI/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4730023406662296353</id><published>2011-05-11T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:26:50.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to a loving mother, sweet mother-in-law and amazing Grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;You make us laugh, you make us cry (in a good way!), you challenge us to try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;You're there when we need a listening ear and ready to give hugs and wipe away a tear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;You give us laughter, joy and fun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;and when today is done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We hope all your wishes come true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;as we sing happy birthday to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;You are in our hearts today and we wish you a very happy birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-85b5b3cb9e815e43" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85b5b3cb9e815e43%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329928776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9EEF281A76EC9B811BB2DC8F47A5CF1003FB62D.3C983A9A2CC8B786E4CB05A9EEABBCA223B44185%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85b5b3cb9e815e43%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqSLngtSBOLWCsSROXhkdaYgFFhk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85b5b3cb9e815e43%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329928776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9EEF281A76EC9B811BB2DC8F47A5CF1003FB62D.3C983A9A2CC8B786E4CB05A9EEABBCA223B44185%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85b5b3cb9e815e43%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqSLngtSBOLWCsSROXhkdaYgFFhk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count.&amp;nbsp; It's the life in your years." ~Abraham Lincoln&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4730023406662296353?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4730023406662296353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4730023406662296353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4730023406662296353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1593726172050188732</id><published>2011-04-27T05:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T05:56:00.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispered Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyDPkYohUCk/TbcxzViwXqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/dLRK63O5f_8/s1600/134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyDPkYohUCk/TbcxzViwXqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/dLRK63O5f_8/s320/134.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1593726172050188732?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1593726172050188732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/whispered-word.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1593726172050188732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1593726172050188732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/whispered-word.html' title='Whispered Word'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyDPkYohUCk/TbcxzViwXqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/dLRK63O5f_8/s72-c/134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8035661460935980573</id><published>2011-04-26T07:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:00:53.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPdTVhJ6DJE/TbbBsxUwTbI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Jq0GEjjo1ao/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPdTVhJ6DJE/TbbBsxUwTbI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Jq0GEjjo1ao/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today April 26, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;it is dark and gray with lots of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; of building an ark because of all the rain in the forecast.&amp;nbsp; Next time we are supposed to see the sun is Friday and as we know, the weather is very hard to predict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;/strong&gt;my home that keeps me warm and dry, windows that allow me to see God's beauty while staying warm and dry inside, a working vehicle that protects me from the elements while running errands and my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a purple pullover, jeans and my spa socks.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I'm pampering my tootsies while my fingers are doing all the work right now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms... &lt;/strong&gt;perseverance, Italy, reading, writing and arithmetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering... &lt;/strong&gt;our Easter dinner was somewhat of a disappointment because our oven stopped working right in the middle of warming our holiday ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to blog about our trip to the zoo and museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt; Amish grace : how forgiveness transcended tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; to fill many bags with gently used household items for the local shelters and donate the rest elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;rain pelting the windows and the sump pump turning on intermittently and the tick-tock of a clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;my identity.&amp;nbsp; Who am I?&amp;nbsp; Who am I in Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;it's quarter to eight in the morning and ALL the kids are still sleeping.&amp;nbsp; Rare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;something stove top since I haven't gotten around to calling anyone about the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;freshly vacuumed carpets, general tidiness in most of the rooms, a load of laundry to be folded, an encyclopedia of dog breeds book on the table and a 'to do' list just waiting for me to cross off some items.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;filling out the Simple Woman's Daybook without interruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qy-WBPsvsA/TbbAyPF6K1I/AAAAAAAAA3o/FmxmFsf3HfQ/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qy-WBPsvsA/TbbAyPF6K1I/AAAAAAAAA3o/FmxmFsf3HfQ/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our taco shells we tried to grill since our oven isn't working right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8035661460935980573?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8035661460935980573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-womans-daybook_26.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8035661460935980573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8035661460935980573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-womans-daybook_26.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPdTVhJ6DJE/TbbBsxUwTbI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Jq0GEjjo1ao/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2689436762380124304</id><published>2011-04-21T08:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T08:13:00.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hunt</title><content type='html'>Every year a few lovely ladies in the neighborhood organize an Easter egg hunt for the children.&amp;nbsp; This was the first year we were able to participate.&amp;nbsp; Word in the 'hood was that there were over 1000 eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IDLe8EEDi4/Ta-Fzj6ub5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/4VEFUIAvzF4/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IDLe8EEDi4/Ta-Fzj6ub5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/4VEFUIAvzF4/s320/050.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such determination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9ASB82Nj_s/Ta-GPIW_pZI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Ag5ZyMc47pA/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9ASB82Nj_s/Ta-GPIW_pZI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Ag5ZyMc47pA/s320/055.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eggs were everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aBo5gY3MY_A/Ta-GvuGPQ2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Pcyh5Uci8QM/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aBo5gY3MY_A/Ta-GvuGPQ2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Pcyh5Uci8QM/s320/066.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Notice how E is guarding his eggs.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZCHhfHf5MI/Ta-HVVgLmPI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Dajz-EvTeXI/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZCHhfHf5MI/Ta-HVVgLmPI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Dajz-EvTeXI/s320/075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The two brothers are discussing all the eggs they found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTCbpgH6Opc/Ta-HzoXqw7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/hhP8v9hkN4A/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTCbpgH6Opc/Ta-HzoXqw7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/hhP8v9hkN4A/s320/080.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;M, posing with her eggs.&amp;nbsp; Notice the winter jacket and gloves.&amp;nbsp; It was a chilly April afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4relvXy6VCw/Ta-ISHtxhdI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Rp5FjdS_YCo/s1600/088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4relvXy6VCw/Ta-ISHtxhdI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Rp5FjdS_YCo/s320/088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mister M always ready to smile at daddy.&amp;nbsp; He had a front row seat to view all the mayhem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2rf3Sresko/Ta-I3smMceI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ClCQISqGguw/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2rf3Sresko/Ta-I3smMceI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ClCQISqGguw/s320/100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here, I'm reminding the boys that they were only to take about 20 eggs instead of the 40-50 they found.&amp;nbsp; They handled it well and even had fun hiding all the extra eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G71PkDqLJUc/Ta-JZlJwYfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/EXor-vtOdxI/s1600/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G71PkDqLJUc/Ta-JZlJwYfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/EXor-vtOdxI/s320/104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, the spoils of a great egg hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2689436762380124304?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2689436762380124304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/hunt.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2689436762380124304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2689436762380124304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/hunt.html' title='The Hunt'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IDLe8EEDi4/Ta-Fzj6ub5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/4VEFUIAvzF4/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3369271696596196224</id><published>2011-04-20T18:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T20:07:55.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4OW0hXSi-4/TaRR77WEXCI/AAAAAAAAA28/T-5GyvEF6rY/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4OW0hXSi-4/TaRR77WEXCI/AAAAAAAAA28/T-5GyvEF6rY/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today April 20, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt;snow, snow and more snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; of items to pack for our field trip tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt; the sun that shines at the end of a long gray day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;my painting pants and a fleece pullover.&amp;nbsp; It's April, I should be wearing t-shirts for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms... &lt;/strong&gt;making a "rubber egg" in Science and doing some reading comprehension exercises.&amp;nbsp; Both boys are doing well in the reading department.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering... &lt;/strong&gt;what it was like being the parent of only one child.&amp;nbsp; A friend just welcomed her first baby into the world and it is stirring up memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;on a field trip to the zoo and museum tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt; Amish grace : how forgiveness transcended tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;to persevere and continue to nurture the little seedlings that I started oh so long ago.&amp;nbsp; I'm growing impatient with them in the house and would like to be able to plant them outdoors where they belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;the water running as one of the children is taking a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;my dad.&amp;nbsp; Today was his appointment to discuss the possibility of a lung transplant.&amp;nbsp; I'm anxious to know how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;I'm kneeling in front of the computer right now.&amp;nbsp; The only reason I noticed was that my knees are killing me!&amp;nbsp; Boy am I getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;cupcakes (because I had a craving for them), spaghetti (because it was easy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;children, a noisy washing machine, a chiming clock and bright rays&amp;nbsp;from the setting sun streaming through the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dOWesT1T9c/Ta-BcxalFWI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Rl53HzeXCO8/s1600/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dOWesT1T9c/Ta-BcxalFWI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Rl53HzeXCO8/s320/134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buds on our serviceberry trees are ready to pop, but received a chilly hello with our recent snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoKXhGTAzfw/Ta-B3sDWK7I/AAAAAAAAA3E/aFq0lJirU6w/s1600/135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoKXhGTAzfw/Ta-B3sDWK7I/AAAAAAAAA3E/aFq0lJirU6w/s320/135.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome honey clearing the driveway so he can go to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3369271696596196224?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3369271696596196224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-womans-daybook_20.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3369271696596196224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3369271696596196224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-womans-daybook_20.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4OW0hXSi-4/TaRR77WEXCI/AAAAAAAAA28/T-5GyvEF6rY/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2510029088152118083</id><published>2011-04-05T06:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T10:46:14.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Td7clXzrjpY/TZstCSovdEI/AAAAAAAAA20/uFNFmW05Edg/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Td7clXzrjpY/TZstCSovdEI/AAAAAAAAA20/uFNFmW05Edg/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today April 5, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt;the birds are singing, the snow is almost gone, the sun is shining brightly and it might just hit 50 degrees fahrenheit for a high temp. today!&amp;nbsp; (happy dance!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;if I'm creative, do I have to have a particular creative outlet or&amp;nbsp;can creativity touch a little bit of everything I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt; all the special people in my life that support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; all shades of purple from my&amp;nbsp;neck to my ankles.&amp;nbsp; (No hat and no socks) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; world religions and ancient history along with the basics.&amp;nbsp; We will also be doing some fun activities to celebrate Easter along with reading "Amon's Adventure".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt; that E lost both of his top teeth in the same day.&amp;nbsp; Oh how I love his toothless smile.&amp;nbsp; So cute.&amp;nbsp; I must remember to take lots of pictures if he'll let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to enjoy a nice long walk with the kids today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have finished&amp;nbsp;reading...&lt;/strong&gt; "So Long Insecurity: You've been a bad friend to us" by Beth Moore.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed the book immensely, had more insecurities than I thought, and am looking forward to being secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; to be supermom today and get all the items on my list checked off before 3pm.&amp;nbsp; (I will have to make a short list!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;Mister M waking up and his sister is once again talking to herself while eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...&lt;/strong&gt; spring and spring cleaning.&amp;nbsp; Hoping to go through the house and purge unnecessary items from the shelves for donation or the neighborhood garage sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;my houseplants are not doing so well.&amp;nbsp; All of them must be going through some kind of transition.&amp;nbsp; One is turning brown, the others are losing leaves at an alarming rate.&amp;nbsp; Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;a trip to the grocery store is in order to pick up items for the weekly menu plan that I haven't done in weeks.&amp;nbsp; But as we all know, tonight is Pizza night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;a watercolor painting by my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;books.&amp;nbsp; I just love books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Assa9_7uoc/TZs4Ivf8YOI/AAAAAAAAA24/HjfCXcGGbjo/s1600/195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Assa9_7uoc/TZs4Ivf8YOI/AAAAAAAAA24/HjfCXcGGbjo/s320/195.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome husband trying to capture one of the children on camera when another prankster threw the mirror into the shot.&amp;nbsp; Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-womans-daybook-list-for-spring.html"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2510029088152118083?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2510029088152118083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2510029088152118083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2510029088152118083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Td7clXzrjpY/TZstCSovdEI/AAAAAAAAA20/uFNFmW05Edg/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2924887394798001030</id><published>2011-04-01T06:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T06:07:00.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, the Clown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mpp2Isy3p0/TZUlZR1MjHI/AAAAAAAAA2s/vyN-LZTVeik/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mpp2Isy3p0/TZUlZR1MjHI/AAAAAAAAA2s/vyN-LZTVeik/s320/008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Original artwork by L&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The other day M came up to me and said that she lost the clown that Anna gave her.&amp;nbsp; For the life of me I could not remember Anna giving her a clown.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"What clown?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"No mom, not clown, clown."&amp;nbsp; Wow, this conversation was going nowhere fast.&amp;nbsp; I gave her one of those weird looks I get when I have no clue what is going on and she continued.&amp;nbsp; "You know, the clown that came with the Barbie that Anna gave me?"&amp;nbsp; My mind began rapidly searching the recesses of my brain trying to remember this crazy clown and wondering why a Barbie came with a clown in the first place.&amp;nbsp; And then it dawned on me.&amp;nbsp; "Oh, the cRown that came with the Barbie?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Yes, the clown!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SfiWDU56OT4/TZUiJbTtg6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/JkHTuEyU3H0/s1600/DSCF2147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SfiWDU56OT4/TZUiJbTtg6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/JkHTuEyU3H0/s320/DSCF2147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Original artwork by E&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGASSM4_mC4/TZUl2Z4UOrI/AAAAAAAAA2w/KMzLydSq-FU/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGASSM4_mC4/TZUl2Z4UOrI/AAAAAAAAA2w/KMzLydSq-FU/s320/010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Original artwork by M&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2924887394798001030?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2924887394798001030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-clown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2924887394798001030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2924887394798001030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-clown.html' title='Yes, the Clown!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mpp2Isy3p0/TZUlZR1MjHI/AAAAAAAAA2s/vyN-LZTVeik/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4184032732804788442</id><published>2011-03-31T06:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T06:05:00.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xh4cyaShPAI/TZH38UY3nYI/AAAAAAAAA2c/sU5dJ2aQ64c/s1600/033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xh4cyaShPAI/TZH38UY3nYI/AAAAAAAAA2c/sU5dJ2aQ64c/s320/033.jpg" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Look at this big stick mom, I can almost touch the sky with it." ~M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4184032732804788442?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4184032732804788442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/overheard_31.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4184032732804788442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4184032732804788442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/overheard_31.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xh4cyaShPAI/TZH38UY3nYI/AAAAAAAAA2c/sU5dJ2aQ64c/s72-c/033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6197218440354570588</id><published>2011-03-30T06:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:26:28.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection Crescents</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite activities to do with the kids in celebration of Easter.&amp;nbsp; It's easy to make and they are delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resurrection Crescents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 (8 ounce) package refrigerated crescent rolls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 tablespoon ground cinnamon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 large marshmallows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/4 cup butter or margarine, melted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Separate rolls into eight triangles. Combine sugar and cinnamon. Dip each marshmallow (Jesus' body) into butter, roll in cinnamon-sugar and place on a triangle (explain that Jesus' friends put spices on His body and wrapped it in cloths). Pinch dough around marshmallow, sealing all edges. Dip tops of dough into remaining butter and cinnamon-sugar. Place with sugar side up on a greased cookie sheet. Bake in oven (tomb) at 375 degrees for 13 to 15 minutes. Serve warm. During the baking, the marshmallows melt and when you open the roll, it is empty inside! He is not here! He is risen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6197218440354570588?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6197218440354570588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/resurrection-crescents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6197218440354570588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6197218440354570588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/resurrection-crescents.html' title='Resurrection Crescents'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8592237754570557069</id><published>2011-03-29T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:47:56.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oW7EMrpnUxw/TZHOdIVsGNI/AAAAAAAAA2U/9Z0Ct60KTsI/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oW7EMrpnUxw/TZHOdIVsGNI/AAAAAAAAA2U/9Z0Ct60KTsI/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today March 29, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;the sun is just peaking over the horizon, the sky looks clear and we still have lots of snow on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;of my father.&amp;nbsp; He is going to see if he is able to receive a lung transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;/strong&gt;my friendship with Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;black sweatpants with a white Redken t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; handwriting practice, math and math games, family reading of "Amon's Adventure" and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt; that I forgot to return a few library books yesterday and late fees are almost certainly accruing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to finally iron on M's lamb patch she achieved in AWANA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt; "So Long Insecurity: You've been a bad friend to us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;to grow my relationships with some of my neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;the refrigerator hum and my fingers typing.&amp;nbsp; The rest of the house is still sleeping!&amp;nbsp; Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;Obedience.&amp;nbsp; Being obedient in the small things makes it a lot easier for the big things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;M is outgrowing all her clothes.&amp;nbsp; She is fitting into 5T clothing and is not yet 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;Made a tasty butterscotch dessert last night, english muffins with homemade strawberry rhubarb jam for breakfast, pb&amp;amp;j for lunch and Pizza for dinner (only 3 more pizza Tuesday's are left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;sleeping children, a hot coffee pot, a full dishwasher and a bed that has been stripped and is ready for clean sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt; blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GFJdhZL1cRc/TZHvaDrohdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JZ1OwjkEmHA/s1600/130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GFJdhZL1cRc/TZHvaDrohdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JZ1OwjkEmHA/s320/130.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what spring looks like in my backyard, 9 days into the spring season.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8592237754570557069?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8592237754570557069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_29.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8592237754570557069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8592237754570557069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_29.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oW7EMrpnUxw/TZHOdIVsGNI/AAAAAAAAA2U/9Z0Ct60KTsI/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1438367800313224693</id><published>2011-03-25T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T08:06:59.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were An Octopus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NhoXU_Slc98/TYyTDa0m8XI/AAAAAAAAA2M/uzZY9PEqESk/s1600/Octopus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NhoXU_Slc98/TYyTDa0m8XI/AAAAAAAAA2M/uzZY9PEqESk/s320/Octopus.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A short time ago my husband and&amp;nbsp;I were bantering back and forth about the advantages of being an octopus in a household with four children.&amp;nbsp; I mentioned that if I were an octopus I'd be able to hold the baby, wash dishes and make dinner at the same time.&amp;nbsp; This got me to thinking that I know little about the octopus, besides having eight legs or arms or&amp;nbsp;tentacles.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few other advantages I found to being an octopus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an octopus I would be very flexible and able to squeeze through some incredibly small spaces.&amp;nbsp; (Very good for getting toys from under the refrigerator, stove, washing machine or beds.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an octopus I would have three hearts.&amp;nbsp; (This would come in very handy for chasing after the little ones, running races against the older ones or giving three times more love to my children.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an octopus I could change my color to match my surroundings.&amp;nbsp; (This is very useful when you want to see what your children are up to without them knowing you're around.&amp;nbsp; Also good for a shy person like myself to be able to assess a social situation before I enter it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an octopus I would be able to lose a tentacle and grow it back.&amp;nbsp; (Wow, how handy is that when all the kids are asking you to do something for them.&amp;nbsp; "Sorry kids, mom has lost a tentacle, it will be a while before it grows back.&amp;nbsp; You'll have to get that yourself.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an octopus I would be considered the most intelligent of all the invertebrates.&amp;nbsp; (Not much point in arguing with me and also very helpful with all those 'why' questions kids ask.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if I were an octopus I'd be able to hug my whole family individually all at once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to know more about the octopus, &lt;a href="http://www.buzzle.com/articles/octopus-facts-for-kids.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is the article written by&amp;nbsp; Debopriya Bose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1438367800313224693?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1438367800313224693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-i-were-octopus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1438367800313224693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1438367800313224693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-i-were-octopus.html' title='If I Were An Octopus'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NhoXU_Slc98/TYyTDa0m8XI/AAAAAAAAA2M/uzZY9PEqESk/s72-c/Octopus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4521252570184423046</id><published>2011-03-22T08:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:41:38.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8aLjDGthmIY/TYiaQc6dDTI/AAAAAAAAA2A/puxrYeAPPfY/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8aLjDGthmIY/TYiaQc6dDTI/AAAAAAAAA2A/puxrYeAPPfY/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today March 22, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;a cold, wet morning.&amp;nbsp; All the birds are puffed up to stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;of taking a trip to the public museum and zoo and maybe a baseball game too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt; water, electricity and my own bed.&amp;nbsp; All those little things I tend to take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt;jamma, jamma, jamma, jamma..... PJ's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms... &lt;/strong&gt;American expansion, Australia, reading challenges, writing and long division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt;the pain and agony I suffered as a child learning long division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to bring Mr. M to his 6 month checkup today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading... "&lt;/strong&gt;So Long Insecurity: You've been a bad friend to us" and&amp;nbsp;am finding many useful tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;to win the lottery or at the very least be the victim of a random act of kindness someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing...&lt;/strong&gt; M singing while she eats her breakfast.&amp;nbsp; She always has a song in her heart and is very good at making them up as she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...&lt;/strong&gt; Starting to form a plan of attack for next school year.&amp;nbsp; Thinking of joining a co-op and the local homeschool group but wondering if that might be too much at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that...&lt;/strong&gt; I usually jump into things with both feet first instead of easing into it little by little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;Pizza tuesday and&amp;nbsp;I am going through the weekly grocery ads and clipping coupons to use on double coupon day tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Then I'll hopefully have a menu planned for the rest of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; oh boy, this is one messy house this morning.&amp;nbsp; Laundry folded and waiting on the back of the couch for the kids to put away, stuffed animals are&amp;nbsp;littering the floors, artwork drying on the dining room table, clipped coupons waiting&amp;nbsp;to be put in their envelope and a few blankets that we used to be cozy while watching Castle on tv last night.&amp;nbsp; (that is just the tip of the iceberg folks.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt;watching my children rise (without tears) to an academic challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera...&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cGZqsMYbshg/TYim0hPcvNI/AAAAAAAAA2I/isVHXdpaIjQ/s1600/Betty+and+Jerry2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cGZqsMYbshg/TYim0hPcvNI/AAAAAAAAA2I/isVHXdpaIjQ/s320/Betty+and+Jerry2.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite pictures of my mother and father in-law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4521252570184423046?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4521252570184423046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_22.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4521252570184423046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4521252570184423046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_22.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8aLjDGthmIY/TYiaQc6dDTI/AAAAAAAAA2A/puxrYeAPPfY/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7063941281104852104</id><published>2011-03-17T20:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:35:19.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saint Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;We typically don't celebrate Saint Patrick's day with much fanfare.&amp;nbsp; Maybe a greeting or two but that's about it.&amp;nbsp; However, I dare say, there was a leprechaun running about our house this year.&amp;nbsp; Catch the lad or lass if you can.&amp;nbsp; We didn't.&amp;nbsp; But we did see evidence that a spritely, mischievous leprechaun had been here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;The kids discovered green candies the leprechaun must have dropped outside their doors.&amp;nbsp; The toilet water was green.&amp;nbsp; (We didn't really know why, but had fun making guesses.)&amp;nbsp; The leprechaun turned our milk green and our bread too.&amp;nbsp; To top off the day, the silly leprechaun made green macaroni and cheese for dinner.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Saint Patrick's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-etehMnJRAeQ/TYKtppHcl4I/AAAAAAAAA18/NIjGEQB7sqU/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-etehMnJRAeQ/TYKtppHcl4I/AAAAAAAAA18/NIjGEQB7sqU/s200/055.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tr4fQki1o8o/TYKs1_W_xSI/AAAAAAAAA10/5wrBUo51-0g/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tr4fQki1o8o/TYKs1_W_xSI/AAAAAAAAA10/5wrBUo51-0g/s200/053.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KERlQZhaByk/TYKtPUtL_JI/AAAAAAAAA14/X80iovz55_w/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KERlQZhaByk/TYKtPUtL_JI/AAAAAAAAA14/X80iovz55_w/s200/054.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7063941281104852104?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7063941281104852104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-saint-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7063941281104852104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7063941281104852104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-saint-patricks-day.html' title='Happy Saint Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-etehMnJRAeQ/TYKtppHcl4I/AAAAAAAAA18/NIjGEQB7sqU/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3691295266445343118</id><published>2011-03-15T08:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T09:37:13.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UEzkeR0LdsM/TX7L3QwIy1I/AAAAAAAAA1k/LKImsM2wsho/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UEzkeR0LdsM/TX7L3QwIy1I/AAAAAAAAA1k/LKImsM2wsho/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today March 15, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; a beautiful combination of blues, grays and whites in the sky and the promise of another beautiful spring-like day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; of all the families whose lives have been turned upside down by the earthquake and tsunami in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt; long winters that come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a combination of grays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; reading, writing, arithmetic, science and nature and a walk around the block to enjoy the nice weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt; "Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust.&amp;nbsp; Make me know the way I should go for to you I lift up my soul."&amp;nbsp;~Psalm 143:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; crazy, want to come along?&amp;nbsp; (Every time I read the prompt, "I am going" I think of those five words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading... &lt;/strong&gt;Nikel and Dimed and So Long Insecurities: You've been a bad friend to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;my children enjoy the greek yogurt that I got for them yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It was a splurge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;the clock chiming and mister M waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;am I crazy for even contemplating getting a puppy right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;my children are not sleeping in as I thought they would because of daylight saving time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;gotta love Pizza Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;a little of this and a little of that for home "improvement" projects.&amp;nbsp; I want to make new curtains for the dining room and we have quotes from various places to put in an egress window in the basement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;the smiles that light up the face of mister M when he sees me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Hs3BkpWM3DU/TX9wHRXbKWI/AAAAAAAAA1o/gwnLxctIQsY/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Hs3BkpWM3DU/TX9wHRXbKWI/AAAAAAAAA1o/gwnLxctIQsY/s320/060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are playing on top of a snowbank that was outside our house.&amp;nbsp; It was at least 8 feet high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KdXdUDBFPRo/TX9wfE0-m7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/FmOFtq_JRk4/s1600/128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KdXdUDBFPRo/TX9wfE0-m7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/FmOFtq_JRk4/s320/128.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jlXN3pNXepg/TX9w8o7ZmzI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ttSaIVruPkw/s1600/191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jlXN3pNXepg/TX9w8o7ZmzI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ttSaIVruPkw/s320/191.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture.&amp;nbsp; It captures my favorite moments with mister M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3691295266445343118?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3691295266445343118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_15.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3691295266445343118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3691295266445343118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_15.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UEzkeR0LdsM/TX7L3QwIy1I/AAAAAAAAA1k/LKImsM2wsho/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5528078004748535621</id><published>2011-03-11T11:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:29:50.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday dear Patrick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed beyond words to have you as my husband.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for sharing your hopes and dreams with me and allowing me to be a part of your life.&amp;nbsp; I thank God for creating you.&amp;nbsp; He did an awesome job!&amp;nbsp; Happy Happy Birthday.&amp;nbsp; I love you more..... and more each day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5528078004748535621?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5528078004748535621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5528078004748535621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5528078004748535621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1070252158536060420</id><published>2011-03-09T14:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T14:31:44.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Giving Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿It's Ash Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; The first day of Lent.&amp;nbsp; A day of repentance.&amp;nbsp; Is there anything in your life that you are holding on to that you should give up?&amp;nbsp; I'm giving up anger.&amp;nbsp; What are you giving up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/AhfUzodLRvk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhfUzodLRvk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhfUzodLRvk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XM7-zurPIPc/TXZHnKnSPWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/uFxrROePcbs/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XM7-zurPIPc/TXZHnKnSPWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/uFxrROePcbs/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today March 8, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; the ground is once again covered by a light dusting of snow, resembling a frosted mini-wheat.&amp;nbsp; More snow is in the forecast.&amp;nbsp; Oh spring, where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;how wonderful it will be to see the first spring flowers in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt; the small amount of quiet time I was able to have this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a mountain dew t-shirt and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms... &lt;/strong&gt;reading goals to set for our reading challenge, multiplication flash card games and more on South America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt; the words from a song I heard this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to organize my junk drawers before the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;reading... &lt;/strong&gt;Nickel and Dimed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; my littlest man will take a nap today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;all the anger and fear I've been dealing with lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that...&lt;/strong&gt; E has a servants heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;Pizza for dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;Books, books and more books.&amp;nbsp; They seem to be littering the floors and tables in every room.&amp;nbsp; Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;Coming home from the library with arms full of books and the silence that fills the house as the kids dig in and start reading them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AF7mXiXx7_Q/TXYyJtC2BFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/PF4I3PcHNSk/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AF7mXiXx7_Q/TXYyJtC2BFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/PF4I3PcHNSk/s320/046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our volcano which was supposed to erupt but only fizzled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-378660071589719580?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/378660071589719580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/378660071589719580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/378660071589719580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook_08.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XM7-zurPIPc/TXZHnKnSPWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/uFxrROePcbs/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3496882305500968728</id><published>2011-03-07T05:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:18:42.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'd like to introduce the newest member of our family, Mister M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-01KM-gwTsZU/TXEJTXfKqRI/AAAAAAAAA1E/a34YPO3eLG8/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-01KM-gwTsZU/TXEJTXfKqRI/AAAAAAAAA1E/a34YPO3eLG8/s320/019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-soL4fcNVmFY/TXEKCmvCY4I/AAAAAAAAA1I/1Q8AJYn_f70/s1600/_DSC0098_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-soL4fcNVmFY/TXEKCmvCY4I/AAAAAAAAA1I/1Q8AJYn_f70/s320/_DSC0098_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Weighing in at 7lbs. 5oz. with a length of 19 inches.&amp;nbsp; He was the fourth addition to our family and brought tears to our eyes when he arrived.&amp;nbsp; Daddy cut the cord and he was quickly placed in my arms.&amp;nbsp; Ten fingers and ten toes, fearfully and wonderfully made by our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wkgVotSS5ik/TXEK28WvsOI/AAAAAAAAA1M/raExkm7sf4A/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wkgVotSS5ik/TXEK28WvsOI/AAAAAAAAA1M/raExkm7sf4A/s320/023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--RVn7Zfnueo/TXELP88nSpI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CrgICTN97P0/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--RVn7Zfnueo/TXELP88nSpI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CrgICTN97P0/s320/047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mister M was a surprise from the beginning.&amp;nbsp; I had just sorted through and given away&amp;nbsp;all our baby clothes.&amp;nbsp; I cried a few tears over the fact that I wouldn't have another baby in the house when donating our high chair and storing the cradle made by Grandpa Jerry.&amp;nbsp; Life was moving forward and now it was time to transition from caring for&amp;nbsp;babies to raising children&amp;nbsp;and training them in the way they should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not the plan God had for us.&amp;nbsp; Unbeknownst to me, while I was&amp;nbsp;giving all our baby clothes away and crying those tears, God was forming&amp;nbsp;Mister M&amp;nbsp;inside me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The first clue was&amp;nbsp;the fatigue.&amp;nbsp; Usually a night owl, I couldn't stay awake past 9pm.&amp;nbsp; Then I couldn't remember the last time "dottie" came to visit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Without&amp;nbsp;saying anything to Patrick, I took a home pregnancy test and when it turned out to be positive, I almost fell over!&amp;nbsp; What a shock.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My mind was reeling with all the real world thoughts.&amp;nbsp; How did this happen? (duh)&amp;nbsp; What is Patrick going to think? (he was&amp;nbsp;cautiously thrilled)&amp;nbsp; This isn't a good time. (Patrick had been un-employed until about two weeks before I took the pregnancy test)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;How will we parent four children? (same way we&amp;nbsp;parented three)&amp;nbsp; Wow, I'm really pregnant.&amp;nbsp;(Wow, I'm really pregnant!!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I could go on&amp;nbsp;with all the things that popped into my head, but you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told the family and all were surprised and thrilled.&amp;nbsp; Grandma Betty&amp;nbsp;even wrote this little poem to welcome our little one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the Little One:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can't touch your little fingers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can't whisper in your ear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But we're practicing a lullabye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We hope your heart will hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can't wait until your BIRTH day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you join our family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll be reaching out to get you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snuggled in our Family Tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PROUD GRANDMA AND GRAMPA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The pregnancy went fine.&amp;nbsp; No major issues or complications, thankfully.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The day of delivery I was induced.&amp;nbsp; First induction.&amp;nbsp; I knew I wouldn't like it, and I didn't.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy laboring&amp;nbsp;at home until the very last minute and was unhappy to have to be induced.&amp;nbsp; Even put it off a week hoping&amp;nbsp;the little guy would arrive on his own.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The only good thing about the induction was the epidural.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;First epidural.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After&amp;nbsp;Mister M&amp;nbsp;arrived, Doctor asked, "After having three naturally and one with an epidural, what would you choose next time?"&amp;nbsp; Of coarse I said natural.&amp;nbsp; Just kidding.&amp;nbsp; I said epidural all the way!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RZp_prV7ZYk/TXELr1YNjOI/AAAAAAAAA1U/usap3_7O-ZI/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RZp_prV7ZYk/TXELr1YNjOI/AAAAAAAAA1U/usap3_7O-ZI/s320/037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's been five months now and Mister M&amp;nbsp;will be 6 months old this month.&amp;nbsp; He is like no other baby we've had.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't&amp;nbsp;nap during the day, and spits up alot.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He first rolled over from back to front and not the other way around.&amp;nbsp; He wants to be in the action at all times and has a voice and likes to use it.&amp;nbsp; He loves to sit with mom or dad.&amp;nbsp; He absolutely adores his older siblings.&amp;nbsp; We have&amp;nbsp;recently discovered he has stranger anxiety and does not like to be held by others.&amp;nbsp; (This isn't going to go over well with the grandparents!)&amp;nbsp; He is quite the handful and we love him dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Mzevn5Sr8l8/TXEMGNly8_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/mN71nBAPG58/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Mzevn5Sr8l8/TXEMGNly8_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/mN71nBAPG58/s320/061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3496882305500968728?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3496882305500968728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/fourth-addition.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3496882305500968728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3496882305500968728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/fourth-addition.html' title='The Fourth Addition'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-01KM-gwTsZU/TXEJTXfKqRI/AAAAAAAAA1E/a34YPO3eLG8/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8325681487900635885</id><published>2011-03-04T14:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:10:01.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard</title><content type='html'>As I finished putting&amp;nbsp;some of my lip polish on M, she rubbed her lips together and then said, "Now I can kiss dad."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8325681487900635885?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8325681487900635885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/overheard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8325681487900635885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8325681487900635885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/overheard.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5292743764271061524</id><published>2011-03-04T07:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T07:26:26.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Trash to Treasure</title><content type='html'>You know the saying, "One man's trash is another man's treasure".&amp;nbsp; Well, we are the happy recipients of a few treasures thanks to my sister-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_F4LOeU2__8/TXDlBbMPheI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Tjs-qG98d2A/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_F4LOeU2__8/TXDlBbMPheI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Tjs-qG98d2A/s320/041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every year, my dear sister-in-law sends a box of items that she has collected throughout the year.&amp;nbsp; Typically these goodies&amp;nbsp;are freebies that are given to her while traveling for business.&amp;nbsp; The items this year included a few t-shirts, a raincoat, some bath essentials and other such gifts which one might use to advertise a business.&amp;nbsp; Then, much to my&amp;nbsp;10 year old's delight, out of the box came a Harry Potter mug, a chocolate frog, a Hogwarts school journal and other Harry Potter essentials.&amp;nbsp; (Oh, and a "Food Face" plate for me.&amp;nbsp; I thought it might come in handy for entertaining.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;L could hardly contain his enthusiasm when he saw&amp;nbsp;these items come out of the box.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Aunt Patti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5292743764271061524?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5292743764271061524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/from-trash-to-treasure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5292743764271061524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5292743764271061524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/from-trash-to-treasure.html' title='From Trash to Treasure'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_F4LOeU2__8/TXDlBbMPheI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Tjs-qG98d2A/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1186242333677116746</id><published>2011-03-01T08:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T15:58:55.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HkbLxk9cjEo/TW0EfaU6lTI/AAAAAAAAA08/aAUO76f9wsM/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HkbLxk9cjEo/TW0EfaU6lTI/AAAAAAAAA08/aAUO76f9wsM/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today March 1, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt;A cold, crisp&amp;nbsp;morning with the promise of sunshine today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; of&amp;nbsp;a little girl with aggressive brain cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;/strong&gt;my family, my shelter, clothes on my back and food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;comfortable cleaning clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms... &lt;/strong&gt;reading challenges, multiplication memorization, cursive and South America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt; when I used to walk to the bus stop for school in sub-zero weather.&amp;nbsp; Love how the snow crunches under your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to&amp;nbsp;show God's love today by cleaning a neighbors house who just had knee surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am currently reading...&lt;/strong&gt; Nickel and Dimed: on (not) getting by in America.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;little MF continues his current evening routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;current events happening around the world and all the unrest that accompanies them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;my birdbath has a crack in it.&amp;nbsp; Looks like I'll be shopping for a new one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;making "Leafy" snacks for my daughters AWANA class tonight.&amp;nbsp; Lettuce and cubed peaches.&amp;nbsp; Going to try to be somewhat creative in presentation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;evidence that we are an active family of six with lists and notes and other paper items that need attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;a hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/2011/02/february-daybook.html"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1186242333677116746?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1186242333677116746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1186242333677116746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1186242333677116746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HkbLxk9cjEo/TW0EfaU6lTI/AAAAAAAAA08/aAUO76f9wsM/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8283412253130338687</id><published>2010-11-16T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:32:09.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TMdL6zVOJHI/AAAAAAAAA0M/H9Jc2o5XY8Q/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TMdL6zVOJHI/AAAAAAAAA0M/H9Jc2o5XY8Q/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today November 16, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;the trees are bare, the sun is shining and the clouds are threatening to take over the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;that it is good to be able to blog today.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I will be able to carve out a little time each day to continue.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;/strong&gt;a warm, cozy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;a long sleeve&amp;nbsp;green shirt and cozy pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms... &lt;/strong&gt;the 1800's around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering... &lt;/strong&gt;the thoughtful food and gifts from friends after the arrival of baby #4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;to sit down and write some thank you notes after I complete this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am currently re-reading... &lt;/strong&gt;What Difference Do It Make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;the stomach flu that has invaded our house will leave and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;my hardworking husband who is putting in a lot of hours these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that... &lt;/strong&gt;this is my first blog post after MF was born at the end of September.&amp;nbsp; Didn't know it would be this difficult to carve out a few minutes to write down some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;/strong&gt;food items that are easy on the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house... &lt;/strong&gt;lots of blankets and kids on couches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;/strong&gt;the smell of a scented candle on a cool fall day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TOKhetzymJI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/0lFkmfwhTKM/s1600/139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TOKhetzymJI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/0lFkmfwhTKM/s320/139.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;A White ninja, an Ice-wolf ninja and Tinkerbell.&amp;nbsp; A winning combination!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TOKiBYUQ8ZI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Mtc2WXqVqAE/s1600/141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TOKiBYUQ8ZI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Mtc2WXqVqAE/s320/141.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tinkerbell trying to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TOKijadTyEI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/OOm7DBKr-Ec/s1600/150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TOKijadTyEI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/OOm7DBKr-Ec/s320/150.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our newest little pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts The &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/2010/11/month-of-thanksgiving-daybooking.html"&gt;Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8283412253130338687?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8283412253130338687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/11/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8283412253130338687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8283412253130338687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/11/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TMdL6zVOJHI/AAAAAAAAA0M/H9Jc2o5XY8Q/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1779667647509530827</id><published>2010-09-14T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T08:01:30.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TI9prtBv_hI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ql5HSHxpL2E/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TI9prtBv_hI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ql5HSHxpL2E/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today September 14, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; ~is a day filled with God's creativity!&amp;nbsp; From the greenest of grasses to the brown fields, the blue,gray,white and silver edged clouds, to the streams of golden sun kissing the earth as it rises.&amp;nbsp; Just magificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; ~of all the last minute details that seem to go into getting ready for baby number four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt; ~the way my oldest son will pick up a book on his own and read.&amp;nbsp; After all the struggles we had while he was learning to read, this is a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; ~my pajamas, which I might add, are hardly fitting over my tummy anymore. :sigh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt; ~First year of Tapestry of Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt; ~how much noise our labrador retriever could make in the morning. (And not really missing it much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; ~ to exercise my right to vote today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am currently reading...&lt;/strong&gt; ~ "A Tale of Two Cities" by Charles Dickens (just one of those classics that I never read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; ~to enjoy the gorgeous day today after running errands.&amp;nbsp; (wow, I just looked out the window and there are gray clouds moving in now.&amp;nbsp; I might be singing in the rain today.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...&lt;/strong&gt; ~the big day for my children.&amp;nbsp; It is their first night of AWANA this year and my three year old daughters first night as a Cubbie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that...&lt;/strong&gt; ~all preparations for baby are slowly but surely coming together, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt; ~a menu plan for the rest of the month.&amp;nbsp; Now to shop for it on double coupon day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; ~little odds and ends that need to find their homes.&amp;nbsp; By the way, has anyone seen the cellphone charger?&amp;nbsp; It seems to have been misplaced after our last weekend away and still has not been found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things&lt;/strong&gt; ~ the honking of the geese as they fly overhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my camera... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TI9xOhMOceI/AAAAAAAAAz4/txLS6JRdxNY/s1600/108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TI9xOhMOceI/AAAAAAAAAz4/txLS6JRdxNY/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;L&amp;nbsp;and another of his Lego creations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080;"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1779667647509530827?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1779667647509530827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/09/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1779667647509530827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1779667647509530827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/09/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TI9prtBv_hI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ql5HSHxpL2E/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3641193122296077129</id><published>2010-08-31T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:17:05.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TH0OSg4bP0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/-TCDPsCtWaA/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TH0OSg4bP0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/-TCDPsCtWaA/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today August 31, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;it's hot and humid with overcast skies and a storm rolling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for..... &lt;/strong&gt;God's comfort in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;a banana republic t-shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;the sound of the air-conditioner keeping the house cool and the wind whipping outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to start organizing the baby clothes the neighbor gave to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;Not much right now, but I think I'll borrow The Secret Life of Bees from the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking..... &lt;/strong&gt;that almost every time we've gone to the library this summer it's been raining.&amp;nbsp; Looks like today will be no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; to be able to efficiently accomplish all the tasks on the 'to do' list today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;lesson plans for our schoolwork, hoping to get at least a month on paper, hopefully two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;the impending arrival of our fourth child, the work on my desk and my husbands appointment tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;I feel much more&amp;nbsp;restful when the house is tidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;our family as we say goodbye to our faithful companion of 13 years today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;it's pizza tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;the same old, same old.&amp;nbsp; I am in the mood for change and will be purchasing a can of paint in the near future as well as shopping for a new rug and curtains for the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;seeing my children accomplish a task they thought was too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;we've purposely left the calendar free from obligations so that we can ease into a new school year and enjoy the end of summer this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought ..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TH0N9YEZZSI/AAAAAAAAAzg/3rCJ3agK-Ec/s1600/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TH0N9YEZZSI/AAAAAAAAAzg/3rCJ3agK-Ec/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for your unconditional love Zeke, we'll miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3641193122296077129?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3641193122296077129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-womans-daybook_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3641193122296077129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3641193122296077129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-womans-daybook_31.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TH0OSg4bP0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/-TCDPsCtWaA/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6494638026958262162</id><published>2010-08-10T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T13:19:41.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TGF5Jy3YFaI/AAAAAAAAAzA/J3UvXnNmyG8/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TGF5Jy3YFaI/AAAAAAAAAzA/J3UvXnNmyG8/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today August 10, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;gray skies, goldfinches and green grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for..... &lt;/strong&gt;family, friends and flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;turquoise tank top and black bermudas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;children chattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to take time to be tranquil today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;a pastdue paperback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking..... &lt;/strong&gt;of my marvelous mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping..... &lt;/strong&gt;to alliterate all my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;school signboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;cultivating commendable character traits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;on occasion I'm ornery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;Jessica Jo (and her family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;cupcakes and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;loads of laundry, a trove of toys, balloons and birthday cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; sipping strawberry smoothies at sundown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;partake in playdates, personal pampering, and a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought or two (from 3 year old M's point of view) .....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TGGWzONY6jI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ydGqHU0Gh68/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TGGWzONY6jI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ydGqHU0Gh68/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Birthday Balloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TGGXLS8ljBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nRXUYbfEleA/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TGGXLS8ljBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nRXUYbfEleA/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Splendid Sunflower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6494638026958262162?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6494638026958262162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-womans-daybook_10.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6494638026958262162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6494638026958262162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-womans-daybook_10.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TGF5Jy3YFaI/AAAAAAAAAzA/J3UvXnNmyG8/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7590861046589831395</id><published>2010-08-03T07:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:43:52.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TEcJM9KpYKI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Tz5NOh7Vr-A/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TEcJM9KpYKI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Tz5NOh7Vr-A/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today August 3, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt; blue hazy skies and a few trees in need of pruning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; the freedoms I have because I live in the United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; black shorts and a red t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; the air conditioner working to keep the house cool on this very warm humid morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; to pick up a book at the library about knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading.....&lt;/strong&gt; From Every End of This Earth by Steven V. Roberts and just finished For Women Only by Shaunti Feldhahn.&amp;nbsp; I would highly recommend For Women Only to anyone who has a husband or significant male in their lives.&amp;nbsp; It brought up some areas that I need to address in my relationship with my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; of how blessed I am to have three (plus one on the way) beautiful children and a loving husband.&amp;nbsp; I was once asked in college what I wanted to be when I grew up and my response was "a wife and a mother".&amp;nbsp; I am sometimes overcome by emotion when I realize that I am living that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; to weed through the two hundred and ninety four pictures we took over the extended weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; a list of curriculum that needs to be purchased before we begin a new school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind......&lt;/strong&gt; what it means to be redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt; my husband will measure the thickness of a cut of meat before grilling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for.....&lt;/strong&gt; our country and our country's leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt; swiss cheese chicken for dinner.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house.....&lt;/strong&gt; three children who have risen from slumber, odds and ends that we didn't get to yesterday and a towering stack of library books that need to be returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; sharing a raspberry tropsicle with my husband on a warm summer night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt; visit the library, research composting and beekeeping for a unit study, put together a cd of pictures for the family&amp;nbsp;and plan for a fun weekend.&amp;nbsp; We will hopefully be able to see a hot air balloon launch and glow over the weekend if weather permits.&amp;nbsp; I am keeping my fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TFgcrQS5ouI/AAAAAAAAAy4/NVuodnbcZOA/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TFgcrQS5ouI/AAAAAAAAAy4/NVuodnbcZOA/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;our family in chalk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7590861046589831395?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7590861046589831395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7590861046589831395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7590861046589831395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TEcJM9KpYKI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Tz5NOh7Vr-A/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3337327883192578624</id><published>2010-07-14T06:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T06:33:00.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaring to New Heights</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we gathered the children and headed over to a hot air balloon rally.&amp;nbsp; As we were within a half hour of our destination we noticed a LARGE, dark cloud hovering overhead.&amp;nbsp; As we were travelling, the wind picked up and then a few raindrops began to pepper the windshield.&amp;nbsp; Those raindrops quickly increased in size and number until the windshield wipers were on high trying to keep up.&amp;nbsp; We suddenly found ourselves driving through puddles in the street that we were lucky to get through.&amp;nbsp; I was gripping the armrest as my competent husband manuevered us through.&amp;nbsp; It almost felt as if we would start floating any moment.&amp;nbsp; Then we began to hear the sound of hail hitting the car and sure enough, we were being pelted by small balls of ice.&amp;nbsp; We sought the shelter of some&amp;nbsp;strong old trees and waited out the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm cloud finally did pass and the sun began to peak through, giving us hope of an enjoyable balloon filled evening.&amp;nbsp; When we arrived at the field, not surprisingly, the hot air balloons were all dismantled and&amp;nbsp;neatly wrapped in their colorful covers.&amp;nbsp; We decided to find something to eat and sat down on a blanket on the soggy wet ground to eat our dinner and wait for any information on whether (weather? ☺)&amp;nbsp;or not the balloons would be able to launch.&amp;nbsp; The announcement came, the balloon launch had been cancelled.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So, we decided to explore the&amp;nbsp;kids' activity area and await the next announcement to determine if the balloons would even inflate for the evening glow portion of the event, which was also cancelled.&amp;nbsp; You could taste the disappointment in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as they say, there is always a silver lining and much to E's delight there was a climbing wall that he spied from a distance and expressed interest in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Off we trudged through the soggy field and took our place in queue to wait for E's turn at the wall.&amp;nbsp; While waiting in line I thought I'd sense a bit of hesitation from him, however, I detected none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzHWP6wgoI/AAAAAAAAAxY/BGzmDW3OrF4/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzHWP6wgoI/AAAAAAAAAxY/BGzmDW3OrF4/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting the harness adjusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzH1V0_ZqI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mDPY-BWC8Hg/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzH1V0_ZqI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mDPY-BWC8Hg/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mentally preparing for the task at hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzIOSZZmcI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8BTs2sOqnI8/s1600/019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzIOSZZmcI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8BTs2sOqnI8/s320/019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, here is the worry I was expecting, from an unexpected source!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzI1R3wzsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qZ8ycKbrz04/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzI1R3wzsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qZ8ycKbrz04/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beginning the ascent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzJ3H92YGI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pvHaqPLC1Qo/s1600/030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzJ3H92YGI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pvHaqPLC1Qo/s320/030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Already at the top.&amp;nbsp; Good thing we didn't blink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzKcJ85J2I/AAAAAAAAAyI/86vwerpXz0M/s1600/053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzKcJ85J2I/AAAAAAAAAyI/86vwerpXz0M/s320/053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the expression.&amp;nbsp; A sense of accomplishment and joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzK1Pc30YI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zKQSkXGb20Q/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzK1Pc30YI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zKQSkXGb20Q/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even though we didn't get to enjoy the hot air balloons ascending into the sky, Patrick and I did get to enjoy our son ascending to new heights.&amp;nbsp; I dare say I was a bit choked up watching him climb with such determination and grace.&amp;nbsp; It gives me a glimpse of the strong character we are&amp;nbsp;trying to nurture and grow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3337327883192578624?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3337327883192578624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/soaring-to-new-heights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3337327883192578624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3337327883192578624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/soaring-to-new-heights.html' title='Soaring to New Heights'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDzHWP6wgoI/AAAAAAAAAxY/BGzmDW3OrF4/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-723308919300944719</id><published>2010-07-13T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:32:21.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDuzy95E8XI/AAAAAAAAAxA/0oCcfO1HM38/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDuzy95E8XI/AAAAAAAAAxA/0oCcfO1HM38/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today July 13, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;blue skies and hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for..... &lt;/strong&gt;the extra amount of patience that I have with three children than I did with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;a black tank top and turquoise blue shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;the sweet sound of the washing machine cleaning our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to put together a grocery list using the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Roundy's&lt;/span&gt; match ups that &lt;a href="http://momforhim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom for Him&lt;/a&gt; provides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;From Every End of This Earth by Steven V. Roberts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking..... &lt;/strong&gt;that our summer seems to be travelling at light speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping..... &lt;/strong&gt;to re-arrange the house a bit to make it more efficient for schooling at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;a master packing list for the family so that we can reduce the amount of forgotten items when we go away.&amp;nbsp; Number one item we forget, toothbrushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;the arrival of our fourth baby is only about two months away.&amp;nbsp; Wow, that time is flying by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms..... &lt;/strong&gt;decision deadline is fast approaching to make final choices for this years curriculum.&amp;nbsp; I think I'll have to write a list of goals for this school year and see which curriculum best meets those goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;the boys sure take good care of their little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;a servants heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;roasted chicken and seasoned potatoes with a side of veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;laundry, laundry and more laundry.&amp;nbsp; Just when I think I'm finished, I turn around and there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;watching our children play in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;women's study group tonight, dentist appointment tomorrow, softball game on Thursday and a family reunion on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought or two .....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDyFGoYiD1I/AAAAAAAAAxI/bfyZ0QX-tKg/s1600/_DSC0344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDyFGoYiD1I/AAAAAAAAAxI/bfyZ0QX-tKg/s320/_DSC0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDyFgZjl4aI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Vc9R3pcXCQA/s1600/_DSC0355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDyFgZjl4aI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Vc9R3pcXCQA/s320/_DSC0355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you would like to read other &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;daybook&lt;/span&gt; entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-723308919300944719?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/723308919300944719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/simple-womans-daybook_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/723308919300944719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/723308919300944719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/simple-womans-daybook_13.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDuzy95E8XI/AAAAAAAAAxA/0oCcfO1HM38/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-3723048180357190932</id><published>2010-07-08T08:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:43:48.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shade Flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDYb_nfvFdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rUbaoUGBr2s/s1600/_DSC0421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDYb_nfvFdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rUbaoUGBr2s/s320/_DSC0421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have a sunflower growing next to our patio.&amp;nbsp; I didn't plant it there.&amp;nbsp; It is a welcome surprise&amp;nbsp;which germinated from a winter supply of birdseed.&amp;nbsp; I just read an article&amp;nbsp;in &lt;a href="http://www.midwestliving.com/mwl/"&gt;Midwest Living&lt;/a&gt; called "Summer Showstoppers", in which they give some interesting information about sunflowers.&amp;nbsp; Did you know that sunflowers follow the sun?&amp;nbsp; (Please tell me I'm not the&amp;nbsp;only one who didn't know this.)&amp;nbsp; The heads track the sun from horizon to horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While M and I were outside together&amp;nbsp;I pointed out this little plant and&amp;nbsp;said to her, "Oh, I think this is a sunflower."&amp;nbsp; Upon assessing the&amp;nbsp;plant and it's mostly shady location, she said to me very matter of fact, "No, it's a shade flower."&amp;nbsp; Such wisdom from a three year old.&amp;nbsp; I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-3723048180357190932?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3723048180357190932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/shade-flower.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3723048180357190932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/3723048180357190932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/shade-flower.html' title='Shade Flower'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDYb_nfvFdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rUbaoUGBr2s/s72-c/_DSC0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8006675449910411246</id><published>2010-07-07T06:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T07:55:49.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRzpvzLweI/AAAAAAAAAwo/vFNRQZ20rmA/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRzpvzLweI/AAAAAAAAAwo/vFNRQZ20rmA/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today July 7, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;it's slightly overcast and going to be in the high 80's and muggy.&amp;nbsp; Ew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for..... &lt;/strong&gt;my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;green shorts and a black v-neck t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;my daughter wash her hands while singing some sort of song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to spend some time on my studies this morning after I'm finished up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;not a thing right now.&amp;nbsp; Pretty soon I'll be crazy with need for a good book.&amp;nbsp; I'd better see what I can find at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking..... &lt;/strong&gt;of all my friends and family who's lives are intertwined with orphans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping..... &lt;/strong&gt;that the maple tree we transplanted doesn't give up because of all the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;not a thing at the moment.&amp;nbsp; I am looking for just the right salvage piece to become a trellis near the garage and thought I might be able to put three items that are similar together, to create a larger piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;beekeeping.&amp;nbsp; Our friends are starting to keep bees and it's something that I would like to do as well.&amp;nbsp; I haven't started because of our suburban city location.&amp;nbsp; Not sure my yard is big enough for kids and bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms..... &lt;/strong&gt;I'm hoping to find some good material which will help me teach/parent my children about conquering our fears.&amp;nbsp; My oldest struggles with being gripped by fear in many areas.&amp;nbsp; Last night he was very upset and fearful of dying because he swallowed some toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;our little sunflower is lookin' good.&amp;nbsp; (that's going to be another post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;my heart to be open to certain people who have hurt me.&amp;nbsp; My tendency is to harden my heart and protect myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;tacos for dinner after we grocery shop and take advantage of double coupon day at the local store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;the smell of freshly brewed coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; being able to re-purpose items.&amp;nbsp; Such as an old door which becomes a desk or an old stair railing which became a headboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;it is turning out to be a pretty quiet week without many plans.&amp;nbsp; We'll see how long it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDR4jeF_3gI/AAAAAAAAAww/VJTNtPZz8O8/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDR4jeF_3gI/AAAAAAAAAww/VJTNtPZz8O8/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;enjoying the rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8006675449910411246?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8006675449910411246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8006675449910411246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8006675449910411246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRzpvzLweI/AAAAAAAAAwo/vFNRQZ20rmA/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6759545498658730329</id><published>2010-07-06T16:57:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:07:50.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to the dad whose last name we share,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRxiDoHgBI/AAAAAAAAAwY/2B_MGJkEEL0/s1600/035modified.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRxiDoHgBI/AAAAAAAAAwY/2B_MGJkEEL0/s320/035modified.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to the man whose toots fill the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRyBnVvDsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/-OYgA39nWGg/s1600/038modified.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRyBnVvDsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/-OYgA39nWGg/s320/038modified.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to dad and Grandpa Jerry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you and hope it's merry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6759545498658730329?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6759545498658730329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6759545498658730329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6759545498658730329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TDRxiDoHgBI/AAAAAAAAAwY/2B_MGJkEEL0/s72-c/035modified.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8982653711391310850</id><published>2010-06-29T08:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:02:31.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCitcJx8J7I/AAAAAAAAAvw/ANtT9InDca8/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCitcJx8J7I/AAAAAAAAAvw/ANtT9InDca8/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today June 29, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;a beautiful&amp;nbsp;crisp and clear morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for..... &lt;/strong&gt;cranberry orange muffins.&amp;nbsp; Yum, Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;shorts,&amp;nbsp;a t-shirt and a sweatshirt on this cool morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;the dishwasher, Wimbledon tennis on TV and the birds chirping outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to enjoy our upcoming holiday.&amp;nbsp; Friends are hosting a farmer's breakfast with homegrown food.&amp;nbsp; Yum, Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;Dangerous Journey: The Story of Pilgrim's Progress by Oliver Hunkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking..... &lt;/strong&gt;that I'm hungry after blogging about all this yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; that my flowers I just transplanted will survive.&amp;nbsp; They're looking kinda droopy right now. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;a garden oasis (slowly but surely).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;what a privilege and responsibility I have in being chosen by God for His purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms..... &lt;/strong&gt;a small unit study on Independence Day and reading Dangerous Journey: The Story of Pilgrim's Progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;some &lt;strike&gt;cute little&lt;/strike&gt; fuzzy bunny is munching my perennials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;safe travels and beautiful weather for the upcoming holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;my husband is cooking for the kids tonight because I'm off with the ladies.&amp;nbsp; So, I'm guessing they'll have a buffet style meal consisting of whatever he wants to put together on a plate.&amp;nbsp; (the kids love it, by the way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;a lazy dog and three rambunctious children enjoying each others company, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;when a project with an unknown result turns out better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;enjoy the weather, find a summer read at the library and mentally prepare for the holiday.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and eat some cranberry orange muffins!&amp;nbsp; ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCoKalsbSUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/6E_5_KMEIok/s1600/202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCoKalsbSUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/6E_5_KMEIok/s320/202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In my mother's garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;daybook&lt;/span&gt; entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8982653711391310850?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8982653711391310850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_29.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8982653711391310850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8982653711391310850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_29.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCitcJx8J7I/AAAAAAAAAvw/ANtT9InDca8/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6667460292169314436</id><published>2010-06-28T06:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T07:07:12.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commonly Referred to as Bee Balm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCf34ero3QI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tloAbKrTZVI/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCf34ero3QI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tloAbKrTZVI/s400/063.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am not a very outgoing person.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I jokingly tease with my husband that I would make a great hermit.&amp;nbsp; However, there is much truth in that statement.&amp;nbsp; When meeting new people I tend to get tongue-tied and say all the wrong things.&amp;nbsp; I am content just being at home.&amp;nbsp; I am very anxious when put in a situation to speak one on one with a stranger or even an acquaintance that I haven't seen in a while.&amp;nbsp; When I'm in the grocery store or other public place, it is very likely that I will make eye contact and smile at people, but if it seems like they will want to speak with me, I avert my eyes and keep moving!&amp;nbsp; So, it has been quite challenging to follow through on my desire to make myself more approachable and have, as Tammy from Garden Glimpses puts it, &lt;a href="http://agarden4tam22.blogspot.com/2010/06/greetability.html"&gt;greetablility&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been praying that God would give me opportunities to have greetablility and He came through in a big way on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; The family and I were at the farmer's market enjoying the hustle and bustle and stopping to ooh and aah at all the wonderful handmade products, fragrant ripe produce and delightful goodies.&amp;nbsp; (Like fried twinkies and bison sausage!)&amp;nbsp; While waiting for my husband and the boys to finish the purchase of some bison sticks I wandered over to a stand that featured annual and perennial flowers.&amp;nbsp; My attention was drawn to a beautiful scarlet flower commonly referred to as Bee Balm.&amp;nbsp; While picking out just the right container I was approached by a sweet older woman who was also drawn to the bee balm in my hand.&amp;nbsp; She commented on its beauty and asked what kind of flower it was. (This is the part where I had to talk to her!&amp;nbsp; Gasp!)&amp;nbsp; We discussed the merits of the flower and she prompted me to purchase it and thought she might do the same.&amp;nbsp; I did indeed make the purchase.&amp;nbsp; Now, before I go further, I need to say that this bee balm was approximately three to four&amp;nbsp;feet tall.&amp;nbsp; So when I was holding onto the container, it towered over my head.&amp;nbsp; And, did I mention the flower was scarlet in color?&amp;nbsp; It was a sort of red flag waving above my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the family and I once again joined the wave of people walking up and down through the vendors, the boys happily munching their bison sticks and me with my towering red bee balm.&amp;nbsp; And then I heard behind me, "Oh, I think that's bee balm."&amp;nbsp; Turning, (against my inclination to avert my eyes and keep walking..) I greeted the individual and said, "Yes, it is bee balm."&amp;nbsp; I quickly pointed out the vendor so she could purchase one of her own.&amp;nbsp; On we went.&amp;nbsp; A young man and his friend, laughingly remarked that my beautiful flower looked like something from The Cat in the Hat, to which I had no response except a hearty chuckle and an agreeable nod.&amp;nbsp; Then I saw another woman with appreciation in her eyes and a smile on her face pointing to that red flag waving so high above my head.&amp;nbsp; She was excitedly speaking with her husband as we met.&amp;nbsp; And so it began again.&amp;nbsp; Another moment to be approachable, peppered with some greetablility.&amp;nbsp; All because of a scarlet red flower commonly referred to as bee balm.&amp;nbsp; Wonder what&amp;nbsp;I will purchase next week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6667460292169314436?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6667460292169314436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/commonly-referred-to-as-bee-balm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6667460292169314436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6667460292169314436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/commonly-referred-to-as-bee-balm.html' title='Commonly Referred to as Bee Balm'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCf34ero3QI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tloAbKrTZVI/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5043603056858632928</id><published>2010-06-22T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:04:37.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCCzWwOisTI/AAAAAAAAAvA/WyoMypQ7ruQ/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today June 22, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;a beautiful sun-filled day with a view of my neighbors new above ground pool.&amp;nbsp; With a high in the mid-eighties today, I wonder if they'll be able to enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; of blogging friends who encourage me and make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;how gentle God is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;black tank top and comfy shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;the air-conditioner and the dogs toenails on the wood floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to watch some tennis on TV today while folding laundry.&amp;nbsp; Second day of&amp;nbsp; Wimbledon 2010.&amp;nbsp; I sure do enjoy watching tennis.&amp;nbsp; Maybe someday I'll be lucky enough to watch a match or two in person.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;nothing right now and looking for a good summer read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping..... &lt;/strong&gt;to increase my awareness of others wants and needs and decrease my awareness of self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;nothing right now, but I am feeling the urge to sew.&amp;nbsp; This is weird, since I don't&amp;nbsp;sew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;lots of dreams of living in the country, tending a large garden and gathering fresh eggs for the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms..... &lt;/strong&gt;summer vacation for the kids, but I am compiling a list of small unit studies I'd like to tackle this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;we have a never ending supply of dirty clothes for the washing machine. ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;a smooth adoption process for friends entering a new and exciting phase for their family and&amp;nbsp;safe travels for my brother-in-law and his girlfriend as they travel in and around Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;It's Tuesday which means the pantry is rather empty.&amp;nbsp; I think we'll have parmesan chicken for dinner tonight.&amp;nbsp; Then, I'm off to the store tomorrow to take advantage of double coupon day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;it looks as if our suitcases exploded after we brought them in.&amp;nbsp; There are clothes and shoes and other items strewn about from our weekend away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;the way the kids play together.&amp;nbsp; For the most part they get along well and the older boys even include their younger sister most of the time.&amp;nbsp; What a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;make a grocery list today and shop tomorrow, sign up the kids for swimming lesssons, pay bills, order a couple books, buy birdseed and clean the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought or two.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCERV0JyeMI/AAAAAAAAAvI/_aTSIrcH4gI/s1600/210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCERV0JyeMI/AAAAAAAAAvI/_aTSIrcH4gI/s320/210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stopping to smell the flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCER0NNc_RI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ZThUhAStPdc/s1600/213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCER0NNc_RI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ZThUhAStPdc/s320/213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sporting a fern hat to keep the flies from bugging him. ☺&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCEUzruhc0I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nXcfMaNQ7GY/s1600/247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCEUzruhc0I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nXcfMaNQ7GY/s320/247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Re-purposing a stick as a gun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5043603056858632928?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5043603056858632928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_22.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5043603056858632928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5043603056858632928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_22.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TCCzWwOisTI/AAAAAAAAAvA/WyoMypQ7ruQ/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-642927520600407500</id><published>2010-06-17T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T08:40:50.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBolwWoQxyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/pwhIw_TZ55s/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBolwWoQxyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/pwhIw_TZ55s/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;M has&amp;nbsp;a great&amp;nbsp;sense of humor for her age.&amp;nbsp; She never ceases to amaze me when she actually gets her dad's jokes. ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday she asked me, &lt;em&gt;"Why did the chicken cross the road?"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because there were no cars coming."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to cross the street to get the mail and couldn't help but chuckle when I remembered her joke.&amp;nbsp; May you be like the chicken and cross the road only when there are no cars coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-642927520600407500?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/642927520600407500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/overheard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/642927520600407500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/642927520600407500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/overheard.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBolwWoQxyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/pwhIw_TZ55s/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1537519019149520188</id><published>2010-06-15T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:47:30.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBeeHaSIFKI/AAAAAAAAAuo/4np4SqfMMFk/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBeeHaSIFKI/AAAAAAAAAuo/4np4SqfMMFk/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today June 15, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;thunder and lighting and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking..... &lt;/strong&gt;I might be addicted to coffee by the way I act before my first cup in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; life's little distractions that keep me on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;denim capris and a spring green shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;sweet silence.&amp;nbsp; How I enjoy the quiet mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to resolve to&amp;nbsp;add more approachability and &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://agarden4tam22.blogspot.com/2010/06/greetability.html"&gt;greetablility&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to my character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;Unspoken by Francine Rivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping..... &lt;/strong&gt;the sun will come out to play sometime this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; more like &lt;em&gt;gathering&lt;/em&gt; some fun items that will make up a father's day gift basket for my handsome husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;the heaviness that always comes when I'm being challenged to grow and mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt; debating which of two curriculum to choose for the upcoming school calendar.&amp;nbsp; New curriculum and flying solo or new curriculum with the benefit of a veteran friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;the clock is ticking and here I sit.&amp;nbsp; I have allowed myself a lot of extra computer time this morning.&amp;nbsp; Good for me, bad for all my other responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for.....&lt;/strong&gt; confidence and biblical self-esteem for all my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt; it seems that Tuesday always brings an empty pantry.&amp;nbsp; I believe there is a frozen pizza in the freezer, which is great for the kids and hubby.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;most of the laundry was done yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I'll run the vacuum and do general picking up today.&amp;nbsp; Nice and easy so we will have more time for fun things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;reading books with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;first of seven women's study nights tonight, running the usual errands and hopefully enjoying some sunshine later in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBee4MKyK_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/WNYCL5YW_NQ/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBee4MKyK_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/WNYCL5YW_NQ/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Stopping for a quick pic in the shade.&amp;nbsp; The day was very hot, 95 degrees and humid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1537519019149520188?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1537519019149520188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1537519019149520188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1537519019149520188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_15.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TBeeHaSIFKI/AAAAAAAAAuo/4np4SqfMMFk/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7995625609292856272</id><published>2010-06-14T07:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T08:39:40.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meaning Behind the Name</title><content type='html'>The other night I was reading Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs to my daughter.&amp;nbsp; As the book was introducing the seven dwarfs to us, I began asking M what characteristics the dwarfs had as described by their names.&amp;nbsp; "This one is named Sleepy", I would say, "Why do you think that is?"&amp;nbsp; M would answer, "Because he is tired."&amp;nbsp; We went through the most obvious names such as Grumpy, Happy and Sneezy.&amp;nbsp; Then we came upon Bashful, Dopey and Doc.&amp;nbsp; I shared with M what bashful meant and we had a grand time acting bashful.&amp;nbsp; According to M, Dopey "trips over his feet alot."&amp;nbsp; I thought that was&amp;nbsp;rather insightful for a three year old.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My favorite though, is Doc.&amp;nbsp; According to M, Doc is aptly named because "he stands on docks alot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's in a name? That which we call a rose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;By any other name would smell as sweet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7995625609292856272?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7995625609292856272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/meaning-behind-name.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7995625609292856272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7995625609292856272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/meaning-behind-name.html' title='The Meaning Behind the Name'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1531050570597269833</id><published>2010-06-09T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:38:39.784-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TA-ZF8YoxUI/AAAAAAAAAug/gH2DnwGrtGM/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TA-ZF8YoxUI/AAAAAAAAAug/gH2DnwGrtGM/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today June 9, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt; a beautiful sun-filled morning where the landscape is freshly washed from a day of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; that I have a lot of character flaws.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to know which one to work on first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; the abundance of wildlife in my suburban setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; purple plaid pajama bottoms and a purple tank top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; my daughter eating a bowl of cereal in between stories of flowers, Dora and "Kooky" guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; to pick up the basement today.&amp;nbsp; I have left it in a bit of a mess since going through everything for the rummage sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading.....&lt;/strong&gt; A Man After God's Own Heart by R.T. Kendall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; to finish up a project for my sister and send it off to her very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; a gift of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind......&lt;/strong&gt; a few discussions my husband and I have had the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt; still doing the summer vacation dance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt; the more I clean, the more dirt I discover.&amp;nbsp; Better stop cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for.....&lt;/strong&gt; a humble heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt; cornish game hen, potatoes and a veggie for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house.....&lt;/strong&gt; only M is awake right now, the boys must be going through a growing spurt, they sure are sleeping a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; giving gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt; enjoy today and let tomorrow worry about itself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing.....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TA-XwQO864I/AAAAAAAAAuY/op8iV2Fpj1I/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TA-XwQO864I/AAAAAAAAAuY/op8iV2Fpj1I/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I chuckled when I saw this sign.&amp;nbsp; Whatever you are thinking of doing, No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1531050570597269833?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1531050570597269833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_09.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1531050570597269833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1531050570597269833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook_09.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TA-ZF8YoxUI/AAAAAAAAAug/gH2DnwGrtGM/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4582931637336511209</id><published>2010-06-01T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T09:17:51.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S_va74u0xSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/zEjfcu-FDFQ/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S_va74u0xSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/zEjfcu-FDFQ/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today June 1, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;a beautiful sun-filled morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; of an enjoyable mini-vacation and wishing we didn't have to go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for..... &lt;/strong&gt;hot showers and a comfortable bed to lay my head at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;a black tank top and gray shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;the washing machine do the dirty work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to look for a few summer clothing options to accomodate my growing belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;through all the magazines that have piled up in the past few months and just finished Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping..... &lt;/strong&gt;my three year old daughter will be victorious in her potty training soon.&amp;nbsp; This has been a long and winding road for us.&amp;nbsp; The most challenging of the three children, hands down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;ha, I wish I were creating something.&amp;nbsp; I've been too overwhelmed with life lately to think about being creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;the week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt; doing the summer vacation dance.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;my landscape needs a bit of sprucing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;my friends sister and niece as they are encountering some pretty challenging trials right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;scalloped potatoes and ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;folded laundry that needs to be put away, suitcases that need unloading and a few small treasures we acquired over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;watching all the baby birds follow their parents around in the yard this spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;pay the rest of our property taxes today, run a few errands, enjoy the nice weather,&amp;nbsp;softball on Thursday and small group on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TAUVrKjTcKI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Iy6PgE-Ayg8/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/TAUVrKjTcKI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Iy6PgE-Ayg8/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The spiderman of our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4582931637336511209?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4582931637336511209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4582931637336511209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4582931637336511209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S_va74u0xSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/zEjfcu-FDFQ/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7057850619043073616</id><published>2010-05-12T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:52:21.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Legs Feel Better On Top Of The Covers</title><content type='html'>My three year old daughter is in the testing (for lack of a better word)&amp;nbsp;stage.&amp;nbsp; Or is it just the "let's see how many hoops mom will jump through stage"?&amp;nbsp; For instance, today when I put her down for a nap she wanted me to tuck her in.&amp;nbsp; When I walked to the bed and went to tuck her in she said, "But my legs feel better on top of the covers."&amp;nbsp; So, I said good night and before I could make it to the door (and yes, I was kinda sprinting toward it) she said, "I want you to tuck me in." ::&amp;nbsp;grrr ::&lt;br /&gt;I lose patience very quickly with these little games!&amp;nbsp; As I was trying to keep&amp;nbsp;calm, the thought occurred to me that I'm like that at times.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will strengthen my faith and that I will grow closer to Him everyday.&amp;nbsp; But, when I encounter a trial that will stretch me and strengthen my faith,&amp;nbsp;I tell God that I was comfortable doing what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. ~James 1:2-3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7057850619043073616?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7057850619043073616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-legs-feel-better-on-top-of-covers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7057850619043073616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7057850619043073616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-legs-feel-better-on-top-of-covers.html' title='My Legs Feel Better On Top Of The Covers'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1279227487571565001</id><published>2010-05-11T07:35:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:20:06.631-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-lapDfAOGI/AAAAAAAAAto/u1XE5Q4HgVk/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-lapDfAOGI/AAAAAAAAAto/u1XE5Q4HgVk/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today May 11, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;a drippy rainy day that is bringing the worms to the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;of my dear mother-in-law who is another year older today.&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday Betty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; the songs of birds that add some cheer to a gray day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; comfy athletic pants and a cozy sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;a red-winged blackbird singing and the pitter patter of rain on the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; to relax, curl up in a comfy chair and make the most of my quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading.....&lt;/strong&gt; Get Out Of That Pit by Beth Moore and really getting a lot from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; to be able to add a few trees to the yard this year.&amp;nbsp; We saw an Eastern Redbud this weekend and thought it was quite beautiful in it's spring attire.&amp;nbsp; We'd also like to&amp;nbsp;create some privacy by way of a few additional pine trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; a nice long grocery list.&amp;nbsp; We had french toast, hash browns&amp;nbsp;and eggs for dinner last night because that was all the refrigerator or pantry would allow.&amp;nbsp; I am apparently not very good at keeping up with the amount of food this family is eating these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind......&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't wait for strawberry season.&amp;nbsp; Looking forward to picking and eating fresh strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;handwriting practice, spelling and a wee bit of mathematics.&amp;nbsp; We are very near the end of our school year.&amp;nbsp; However, don't tell the boys, I'd like to continue on and start&amp;nbsp;our 2010-2011 school year so that we won't fall behind when baby comes in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;the children are still sleeping.&amp;nbsp; Must be the rainy day that is keeping them in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;my heart to be softened and that I would show God's love in a particular relationship in which I'd rather just close the door and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;that is a mystery.&amp;nbsp; We'll see what I can find at the grocery store.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Maybe parmesan crusted chicken breasts with sugar snap peas and dinner rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;a few dust bunnies are hopping to and fro.&amp;nbsp; I'll probably try to catch them today.&amp;nbsp; There is also a beautiful flower arrangement on the table which is reminding me of mother's day and what a lovely family I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; hot, sticky cinnamon rolls with a cup of coffee and good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;hmmm, looking at the calendar there is not a single thing penciled in until Friday.&amp;nbsp; Whatever are we going to do with all that free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-mAVmrJ0fI/AAAAAAAAAt4/IN2vZyfgdS4/s1600/216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-mAVmrJ0fI/AAAAAAAAAt4/IN2vZyfgdS4/s320/216.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a mother with three out of six of her babies that we saw on a walk around the pond on Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-mC4wkFNXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/i-mKqk9RuEE/s1600/248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-mC4wkFNXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/i-mKqk9RuEE/s320/248.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three of our 'babies' resting a moment after a long walk around the pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1279227487571565001?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1279227487571565001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/simple-womans-daybook_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1279227487571565001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1279227487571565001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/simple-womans-daybook_11.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-lapDfAOGI/AAAAAAAAAto/u1XE5Q4HgVk/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7955537428213833503</id><published>2010-05-04T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:55:47.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-AyR9GQcBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ejybSHKhzuk/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-AyR9GQcBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ejybSHKhzuk/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today May 4, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt; a beautiful day with blue skies, apple blosssoms and dandelions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; of how modern technology allows us to see an unborn child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; my husband's steadfast support.&amp;nbsp; I have been having a tough time with friendships or lack thereof lately and he is always willing to listen to my frustrations and offer logical advice.&amp;nbsp; He also reminds me that he's my best friend and innocently asks, "What more do you need?"&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; purple plaid pj pants with a purple tank top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; my oldest reprimand my youngest for getting out of her chair while eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; to visit&amp;nbsp;my neighbors new little girl today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;The Bronze Bow by Elizabeth George Speare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;to edit my list of volunteer&amp;nbsp;opportunities and pick a place to serve&amp;nbsp;this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; a mess.&amp;nbsp; Getting ready for the neighborhood rummage sale this month is making the house look worse instead of better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;oh boy that is quite the question this morning.&amp;nbsp; I have so many thoughts swirling through my head it's making me dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms..... &lt;/strong&gt;reading, writing, arithmetic and life cycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt; the price of gasoline is outrageous.&amp;nbsp; I remember when it was $1.99/gallon.&amp;nbsp; Will I ever see that again?&amp;nbsp; Or better yet, $.99/gallon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for..... &lt;/strong&gt;perseverance and increased patience as well as the&amp;nbsp;continued good health of our unborn child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;lasagne, french bread and green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;three kids, one dog, and one woman who is currently barefoot and pregnant at the computer in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;teaching my children and learning new things.&amp;nbsp; Did you know that the White Tern does not build a nest?&amp;nbsp; It lays&amp;nbsp;it's egg on a tree branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week..... &lt;/strong&gt;run a few errands, purchase flowers and celebrate spring by spending lots of time outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing.....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-AvLCO15PI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/8QzZL2AcsgQ/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-AvLCO15PI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/8QzZL2AcsgQ/s320/007.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My daughters princess birthday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-Axgnlp2FI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BrzPYo0U0lQ/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-Axgnlp2FI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BrzPYo0U0lQ/s320/027.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the look that M had on her face for every birthday card and present she opened.&amp;nbsp; She had a fabulous time celebrating her third birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7955537428213833503?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7955537428213833503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7955537428213833503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7955537428213833503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S-AyR9GQcBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ejybSHKhzuk/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-5005208830722589053</id><published>2010-04-30T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T14:00:51.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard</title><content type='html'>I am getting so much joy out of all the fun things my 3 year old daughter says.&amp;nbsp; Just today on our way home from the store, we were passing a field spotted with dandelions.&amp;nbsp; M said, "Oh mom, it's a flower day today.&amp;nbsp; Those dandelions sure are awake early."&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-5005208830722589053?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5005208830722589053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/overheard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5005208830722589053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/5005208830722589053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/overheard.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-7501069374114053204</id><published>2010-04-29T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:39:36.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Around The House with M</title><content type='html'>My three year old daughter wanted to take some pictures.&amp;nbsp; So, here is a walk&amp;nbsp;around the house&amp;nbsp;through M's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mxfNwbkZI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HaUDjcujeYY/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mxfNwbkZI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HaUDjcujeYY/s320/014.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Going down the stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mx603f0xI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ZvfM0jUpxQ4/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mx603f0xI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ZvfM0jUpxQ4/s320/015.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The foyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9myW2-A8hI/AAAAAAAAAsg/N0H9dbtqj0I/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9myW2-A8hI/AAAAAAAAAsg/N0H9dbtqj0I/s320/017.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pink poodle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mzpOi6LCI/AAAAAAAAAs4/zWhcRdbqQ5k/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mzpOi6LCI/AAAAAAAAAs4/zWhcRdbqQ5k/s320/022.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mxDF3s4WI/AAAAAAAAAsI/in9gpcgs5-o/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mxDF3s4WI/AAAAAAAAAsI/in9gpcgs5-o/s320/013.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her brothers enjoying a favorite pastime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9myx61ndsI/AAAAAAAAAso/Mms7ZjFS3Nc/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9myx61ndsI/AAAAAAAAAso/Mms7ZjFS3Nc/s320/018.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking into her brother's room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mzNZchtAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1N7nG49g1d0/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mzNZchtAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1N7nG49g1d0/s320/019.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9m0HJWDX5I/AAAAAAAAAtA/ynEHoKzMRPI/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9m0HJWDX5I/AAAAAAAAAtA/ynEHoKzMRPI/s320/023.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love all the feet pictures, even if they are a bit blurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-7501069374114053204?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7501069374114053204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/around-house-with-m.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7501069374114053204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/7501069374114053204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/around-house-with-m.html' title='Around The House with M'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9mxfNwbkZI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HaUDjcujeYY/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6677759979195610960</id><published>2010-04-28T06:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T06:06:00.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Field Trip</title><content type='html'>We headed out to the botanical gardens to enjoy a spring walk and explore.&amp;nbsp; Our first stop was the fountain.&amp;nbsp; The kids were inclined to stay and play in the water, but then I mentioned there was a map to guide us on our journey.&amp;nbsp; We were then treasure hunters in search of hidden treasures waiting around every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XKSFDSr3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/mNIBvDAzNhs/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XKSFDSr3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/mNIBvDAzNhs/s320/019.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Following the path to the children's garden we came across this field of daffodils.&amp;nbsp; Too pretty not to stop and take a picture or rest on one of the many benches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XKzpSvDOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/c8hK2miB6rg/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XKzpSvDOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/c8hK2miB6rg/s320/020.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XLQzztljI/AAAAAAAAAqo/w_yhAOog0Yc/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XLQzztljI/AAAAAAAAAqo/w_yhAOog0Yc/s320/023.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This frog greeted us as we arrived in the children's garden.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XP73YZj6I/AAAAAAAAArw/iyhT9g3myvY/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XP73YZj6I/AAAAAAAAArw/iyhT9g3myvY/s320/031.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;This slide was very fast.&amp;nbsp; This is M's first and last time down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XMiLj1cRI/AAAAAAAAAqw/MoOG_IChyWI/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XMiLj1cRI/AAAAAAAAAqw/MoOG_IChyWI/s320/038.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Such a handsome butterfly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XM-8BU7wI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Kj4gvOnejFA/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XM-8BU7wI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Kj4gvOnejFA/s320/040.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;On the path to the pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XNZlHkwOI/AAAAAAAAArA/kR8r0iT_IHU/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XNZlHkwOI/AAAAAAAAArA/kR8r0iT_IHU/s320/045.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;What a delight when this little green friend popped up out of the water.&amp;nbsp; The kids were elated.&amp;nbsp; We spent a lot of time watching and trying to catch this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XNx7UitMI/AAAAAAAAArI/bU5l7tiOGuQ/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XNx7UitMI/AAAAAAAAArI/bU5l7tiOGuQ/s320/050.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;The botanical gardens allows you to grab a backpack that is filled with activities to supplement your time.&amp;nbsp; Our backpack was the "Discovery" pack.&amp;nbsp; It included pictures of items we could search for on our journey through the gardens.&amp;nbsp; This door knocker was tricky as it was so small and somewhat out of the way.&amp;nbsp; There were cheers and jumps when the kids spotted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XOM8yp-aI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZsWz2hHhh0k/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XOM8yp-aI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZsWz2hHhh0k/s320/056.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;A beautiful magnolia tree that M requested I photograph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XPgaa6huI/AAAAAAAAAro/fzWG5z0291c/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XPgaa6huI/AAAAAAAAAro/fzWG5z0291c/s320/026.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;On the lookout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XOnv3fcZI/AAAAAAAAArY/IEQUTpmG0v0/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XOnv3fcZI/AAAAAAAAArY/IEQUTpmG0v0/s320/057.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XPDoQmcYI/AAAAAAAAArg/hVow7KkDjVw/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XPDoQmcYI/AAAAAAAAArg/hVow7KkDjVw/s320/058.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;We had a great time and look forward to visiting in the summer months.&amp;nbsp; The kids decided that dad needed to come along next time.&amp;nbsp; I concur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6677759979195610960?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6677759979195610960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/field-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6677759979195610960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6677759979195610960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/field-trip.html' title='A Field Trip'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9XKSFDSr3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/mNIBvDAzNhs/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4464657711056320964</id><published>2010-04-27T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:30:14.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9bh18CsAcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/QW6vz6WN0DQ/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9bh18CsAcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/QW6vz6WN0DQ/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today April 27, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;gorgeous sunshine after a weekend of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the cake my daughter wants for her third birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;steadfast faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;comfy pants and my husbands old UMASS sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;the fan of this old laptop as it tries to keep up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; shopping for my daughters birthday present today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am finished reading.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Help by Kathryn Stockett.&amp;nbsp; Good book.&amp;nbsp; I find it interesting that I read this on the heels of What Difference Do It Make by Denver Moore and Ron Hall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;to see an answer to prayer for friends someday soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;a rough itinerary for our summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind......&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;the song, &lt;a href="http://www.castingcrowns.com/?q=content/music"&gt;Until The Whole World Hears&lt;/a&gt; by Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;an odd combination of yay's and&amp;nbsp;ugh's as we are finishing up some books (Yay!) and finding it hard to stay the course (ugh)&amp;nbsp;when we are wanting to be finished with school for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;my wrist is feeling much better after injury sustained from gardening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pondering these words....&lt;/strong&gt; "God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today. Have you used one to say "thank you?" ~William A. Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praying for.....&lt;/strong&gt; my sister and her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt; roast chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;sleeping children, a snoring dog and little odds and ends of a life at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;spring blossoms on the crabapple trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;hmm... softball practice and small group gathering.&amp;nbsp; The week is open for spontaneous activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9bl9uT0XRI/AAAAAAAAAsA/JV7eF6uLJYc/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9bl9uT0XRI/AAAAAAAAAsA/JV7eF6uLJYc/s320/031.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the children's garden during our trip to the botanical gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4464657711056320964?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4464657711056320964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook_27.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4464657711056320964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4464657711056320964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook_27.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S9bh18CsAcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/QW6vz6WN0DQ/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-299644799137051266</id><published>2010-04-21T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:10:00.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83QrrNq64I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DggCi8nDGBs/s1600/308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83QrrNq64I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DggCi8nDGBs/s320/308.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are blessed to be expecting baby #4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As Patrick and I were discussing our family and the possibility of not having more children, God&amp;nbsp;gave us&amp;nbsp;His answer.&amp;nbsp; I just love&amp;nbsp;hidden treasures and I&amp;nbsp;could just picture the smile on God's face as he began&amp;nbsp;His work inside my body.&amp;nbsp; This little one is fearfully and wonderfully made and already being loved by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-299644799137051266?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/299644799137051266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/299644799137051266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/299644799137051266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83QrrNq64I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DggCi8nDGBs/s72-c/308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-1971888377694871953</id><published>2010-04-20T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:57:09.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83OvsyEGEI/AAAAAAAAAqI/pYokZKqk3Ko/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83OvsyEGEI/AAAAAAAAAqI/pYokZKqk3Ko/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today April 20, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window.... &lt;/strong&gt;fresh mulch in some of the planting beds, red-winged blackbirds at the feeder and the sun lighting up the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking..... &lt;/strong&gt;of how challenging it is to love your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for..... &lt;/strong&gt;a husband who helps out around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;a red shirt and black pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing..... &lt;/strong&gt;some construction vehicles intermixed with chirping birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going..... &lt;/strong&gt;to read through a few old magazines and then finally recycle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Out&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Of&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;That&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pit&lt;/em&gt; by Beth Moore and &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Help&lt;/em&gt; by Kathryn Stockett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping..... &lt;/strong&gt;I'll have the energy to get a lot of chores done today.&amp;nbsp; I've been very tired lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating..... &lt;/strong&gt;wall art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...... &lt;/strong&gt;I can't even begin to sort through all the jumbled thoughts racing through my head today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms..... &lt;/strong&gt;a special unit to celebrate Earth day and a few projects to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that..... &lt;/strong&gt;home improvement projects tend to roll one right into another, kind of like a snowball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pondering these words.... &lt;/strong&gt;"America will never be destroyed from the outside.&amp;nbsp; If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves." ~ Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen..... &lt;/strong&gt;Lasagne for dinner, chocolate chip cookies for dessert and homemade bread just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house..... &lt;/strong&gt;stacks of magazines to sort through and recycle, laundry to be put away, plants to be watered, carpets to be cleaned, beds to be made and the list goes on.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things.... &lt;/strong&gt;seeing how excited my children get when I tell them grandma and grandpa are coming to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt; a&amp;nbsp;few errands to run to the bank and library, picnic at the park, get the wall art framed and matted, attend a train show and head to the botanical gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83NVY5LkxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/4BiAffcn8BI/s1600/293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83NVY5LkxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/4BiAffcn8BI/s320/293.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-1971888377694871953?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1971888377694871953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1971888377694871953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/1971888377694871953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook_20.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S83OvsyEGEI/AAAAAAAAAqI/pYokZKqk3Ko/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6345660817767313052</id><published>2010-04-14T10:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:33:56.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Thousand Gifts'/><title type='text'>One Thousand Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. (James 1:17)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts straight from God's hands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. The chatter of birds at sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. A reliable vehicle to take us from place to place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Wisdom for those tough decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. A dishwasher that effortlessly washes two or three loads in one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Double-stuffed Oreo cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Being able to live in a house where my children have room to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. The sound of a Northern Cardinal on an early morning walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Sorrows that come to stretch out places in the heart for joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. The first bite of a savory meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Learning from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. The expectation of Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.&amp;nbsp;Green grass tickling my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Medical doctors who are able to diagnose and treat illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Raindrops on spider webs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Political discussions that challenge the participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Pitter patter of little feet running with abandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Mountains to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Calamity that brings people together for a common good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Friends who speak the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. The&amp;nbsp;strength of an uncut stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Sharing all the firsts with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Finding shapes in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Sunny 75 degree days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.&amp;nbsp; Sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gifts everyday, everywhere, good and perfect from the Father of heavenly lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="holy experience" height="112" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/ann%20voskamp/mondaybutton2.png" title="holy experience" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6345660817767313052?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6345660817767313052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-thousand-gifts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6345660817767313052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6345660817767313052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-thousand-gifts.html' title='One Thousand Gifts'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/ann%20voskamp/th_mondaybutton2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-2910175366012517481</id><published>2010-04-13T07:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:41:46.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S8R6PxDRJOI/AAAAAAAAAp4/nIt26lG7r00/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S8R6PxDRJOI/AAAAAAAAAp4/nIt26lG7r00/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today April 13, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt; gray sky, rain and active robins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; of some loose ends and errands I'd like to tie up this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; the treasure I have in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; my jammies and will be getting ready for the day after I finish this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; my own thoughts in a quiet house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; to the dentist this week for an implant consultation.&amp;nbsp; (I still have a baby tooth that won't be holding on for much longer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading.....&lt;/strong&gt; The Help by Kathryn Stockett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; to finish cleaning the house today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; a&amp;nbsp;gift basket for a neighbor who recently had&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind......&lt;/strong&gt; the heaviness of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt; reading, writing, arithmetic, the human body and nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt; I'm feeling quiet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pondering these words....&lt;/strong&gt; "We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ." ~2 Corinthians 10:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt; pizza tuesday, dishes that need to be put away and a few bananas to turn into banana bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house.....&lt;/strong&gt; a little girl who just woke up, a sleeping dog, sleeping boys&amp;nbsp;and a blogging mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; the vibrant colors&amp;nbsp;of the earth after a&amp;nbsp;spring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt; AWANA ceremony, dentist appointment, library, finish up painting our daughters room, small group get-together and a benefit for the fire department and police department on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-2910175366012517481?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2910175366012517481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2910175366012517481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/2910175366012517481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook_13.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S8R6PxDRJOI/AAAAAAAAAp4/nIt26lG7r00/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4053384533365117250</id><published>2010-04-06T06:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:07:46.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7s7HE2yhXI/AAAAAAAAApw/ybsKtOsuBAc/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7s7HE2yhXI/AAAAAAAAApw/ybsKtOsuBAc/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today April 6, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt; a nice soft rain, little itty bitty leaves on the trees and birds singing in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; of how my neighbors will react if I start keeping bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; God's perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; my jammies.&amp;nbsp; However, I will be getting ready for the day after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; the rain and birds through the open window and the ice maker dropping ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; to bring the kids to the pediatrician for a check-up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading.....&lt;/strong&gt;What Difference Do It Make? by Ron Hall, Denver Moore and Lynn Vincent, Get Out of That Pit by Beth Moore and Experiencing God by Henry Blackaby.&amp;nbsp; (I will be cutting this list down and prioritizing so that I can give each one my undivided attention!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; my husband will find favor with his new employer and that business picks up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; a list of artisan cheese's I'd like to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind......&lt;/strong&gt; how we miss learning rich life principles if we don't have a listening attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt; L has finished with his math and I'm wondering if I should go ahead and get him started on the next one or take a break and supplement.&amp;nbsp; Our sex education unit went well and now we will finish up the year with a study of the human body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt; all my pens seem to be running out of ink at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pondering these words....&lt;/strong&gt; "And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow." ~Gilbert K. Chesterton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt; it's pizza Tuesday!&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow we are having grilled pork chops with creamy potatoes and green beans, tacos on Thursday and the sky is the limit for Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house.....&lt;/strong&gt; orange traffic cones that form some sort of obstacle course, folded laundry on the back of the couch, and a few miscellaneous items that need to be put away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; sleeping children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt; attending one last regulation AWANA (for real this time ☺)&amp;nbsp;before the end of year ceremony, a trip to the library, sorting through the basement for rummage sale items&amp;nbsp;and painting my daughters bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture thought I'm sharing.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7s6tdlomfI/AAAAAAAAApo/rsr0hSNsH2U/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7s6tdlomfI/AAAAAAAAApo/rsr0hSNsH2U/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This female mallard has been spending quite a bit of time on our front porch lately.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4053384533365117250?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4053384533365117250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4053384533365117250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4053384533365117250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7s7HE2yhXI/AAAAAAAAApw/ybsKtOsuBAc/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-8688741851479670739</id><published>2010-04-05T16:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:20:29.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A is for Avocado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For my sweet mother-in-law who is quite certain she has never had an avocado in her entire life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7pS5ncF4TI/AAAAAAAAApg/06d9tCfRc-k/s1600/_DSC0066_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7pS5ncF4TI/AAAAAAAAApg/06d9tCfRc-k/s320/_DSC0066_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lso known as Alligator Pear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;egetable or fruit?&amp;nbsp; Technically a berry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;riginated in Mexico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ultivated this&amp;nbsp;tree from seed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;re high in &lt;a href="http://www.superfoodsrx.com/superfoods/avocado/"&gt;fiber&lt;/a&gt;, folate, potassium, vitamin E and magnesium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;elicious as guacamole, on burgers, in salad..and the list goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ptimistic this might someday bear fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-8688741851479670739?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8688741851479670739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-for-avocado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8688741851479670739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/8688741851479670739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-for-avocado.html' title='A is for Avocado'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7pS5ncF4TI/AAAAAAAAApg/06d9tCfRc-k/s72-c/_DSC0066_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6845582275960945638</id><published>2010-03-30T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T08:00:56.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7H1pF7M1uI/AAAAAAAAApY/MsPBGapJ6Sg/s1600/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7H1pF7M1uI/AAAAAAAAApY/MsPBGapJ6Sg/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today March 30, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window....&lt;/strong&gt; a bit of frost covering the ground this morning but the sun is peeking over the horizon and it is promising to be a beautiful day filled with sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;/strong&gt; of all the plants I'd like to add to the garden this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for.....&lt;/strong&gt; brewed coffee awaiting me when I wake up (thanks to my wonderful husband).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; jeans, a brown shirt and cream colored sweater with my new cute shoes. ☺&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing.....&lt;/strong&gt; the peace and quiet of a sleeping house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going.....&lt;/strong&gt; to bring M to the eye doctor for a follow-up visit today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading and being inspired by.....&lt;/strong&gt; What Difference Do It Make? by Ron Hall, Denver Moore and Lynn Vincent (watch for a review coming soon).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/strong&gt; to connect with a good friend this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating.....&lt;/strong&gt; a bookmark for a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind......&lt;/strong&gt; amazement at how one person can make a big difference in people's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms.....&lt;/strong&gt; a much needed spring break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that.....&lt;/strong&gt; there is only one more day in March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pondering these words....&lt;/strong&gt; "Helping someone is when you find out how to help them move toward wholeness and then hang with them until they make a change." ~Ron Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/strong&gt; nothing at the moment, our refrigerator looks as if we are preparing to move. There really is no food in there. Yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house.....&lt;/strong&gt; The suitcases are sitting open and in the process of being un-packed after our weekend getaway to see the grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things....&lt;/strong&gt; to hear the wind whispering through the pine trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/strong&gt; hmm, enjoying spring break, attending one last regulation AWANA before the end of year ceremony, meeting with friends, communion service on Thursday, Good Friday celebration and then enjoying the absolute best&amp;nbsp;day all year, remembering the resurrection of Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you would like to read other daybook entries or join in with your own entry, please visit Peggy who hosts &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman’s Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6845582275960945638?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6845582275960945638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook_30.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6845582275960945638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6845582275960945638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook_30.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1eMWchh7Xgo/S7H1pF7M1uI/AAAAAAAAApY/MsPBGapJ6Sg/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-6979997344735251404</id><published>2010-03-25T08:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:34:00.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barn Owl Cam</title><content type='html'>The kids and I have been able to view a female &lt;a href="http://www.sportsmansparadiseonline.com/Live_Owl_Nest_Box_Cam.html"&gt;barn owl&lt;/a&gt; in California, thanks to Sportsman's Paradise online.&amp;nbsp; She currently has 2 owlets and&amp;nbsp;3 eggs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are quite a few &lt;a href="http://www.sportsmansparadiseonline.com/Live_Webcams.html"&gt;wildlife webcam's&lt;/a&gt; to view from fish to deer to birds on this site.&amp;nbsp; Pick your favorite.&amp;nbsp; It is always fun to get an up&amp;nbsp;close picture of nature's moments.&amp;nbsp; Fascinating!&amp;nbsp;We hope you enjoy this as much as we do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-6979997344735251404?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6979997344735251404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/barn-owl-cam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6979997344735251404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/6979997344735251404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/barn-owl-cam.html' title='Barn Owl Cam'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333417247227721617.post-4002841624395570814</id><published>2010-03-24T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:07:29.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things You Might Not Know</title><content type='html'>I read a post on the LPM Blog today called &lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-things-you-might-not-know.html"&gt;10 Things You Might Not Know&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I had so much fun reading everyone's things that&amp;nbsp;I think you should head over there and read a few.&amp;nbsp; Here are the&amp;nbsp;10 Things You Might Not Know&amp;nbsp;about me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love stationary and thank you cards, I can't leave a store without one in hand.&lt;br /&gt;2. It bothers me when I walk into a store with someone else and the person greets us by saying, "Hi Guys".&lt;br /&gt;3. My food items cannot touch each other on my plate.&lt;br /&gt;4. I do my best thinking in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;5. My least favorite food is pizza.&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't like having my picture taken, it makes me feel self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to bird watch, binoculars and all.&lt;br /&gt;8. The same person has cut my hair my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love surprises and hidden treasures.&lt;br /&gt;10. I received a big stuffed dog as a reward for potty training when I was three, I still have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4333417247227721617-4002841624395570814?l=kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4002841624395570814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-things-you-might-not-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4002841624395570814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4333417247227721617/posts/default/4002841624395570814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kim-grainsofsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-things-you-might-not-know.html' title='10 Things You Might Not Know'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019197955901800416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1CWd_8me4/TrlVnTidBZI/AAAAAAAABDA/HJPOzntY7ps/s220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
