tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36022820149208953322012-02-16T11:55:42.852-07:00a simple journal to keep track of the gold in our daily livesJenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.comBlogger941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-86518856959574327892009-07-18T09:29:00.006-06:002009-07-18T09:49:50.003-06:00

Ultimately, this is a blog for Sadieso that if she wants to know what happenedon September 30th, 2008, minus potty training, (you're welcome)she can.But for just right now, let's pretend it's all mine.Dear Michael,I loved you, even before WHAM! I watched your Thriller video so many times during a sleepover, I thought my best friend would never speak to me again. I'm sorry I said you looked weird

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-13043927461330155922009-07-14T13:43:00.005-06:002009-07-14T14:03:17.542-06:00

three generations of girls were at a loss as to what to do. So, {for gingerbread men}it was a lovely (not rainy) day

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-25317907554140957062009-07-05T10:08:00.004-06:002009-07-05T10:31:51.463-06:00

as read twice daily by Sadie(and translated by me) WINA!Edwina - she's the dinosaur everybody loves. COOKIES!Dubie-Dubie. Gumpy.Reginald Von Hoobie-Doobie is grumpy (he doesn't like Edwina) Dubie Dubie. Dink.Reginald Von Hoobie-Doobie tells everyone that dinosaurs are extinct.The next two pages take about 10 minutes,and have nothing to do with the story.Mall (small), beeg (big), Dubie-Dubie,

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-43435810972870486922009-07-03T11:39:00.006-06:002009-07-14T14:05:34.891-06:00

cute, no?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-91626600269226824922009-06-01T12:04:00.003-06:002009-06-01T12:09:14.498-06:00

no matter how cool your bus is,sometimes you just need to stop and pick yourself some dandelions.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-16574737359820499132009-05-21T21:48:00.007-06:002009-05-21T22:02:33.221-06:00

I didn't want to say Number Two, but now that I've gone and done it anyway in an attempt to explain myself,allow me to distract you with family photos of Sadie's Second Birthday.It was a quiet and lovely way to celebrate.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-8159516411152844172009-04-20T09:28:00.003-06:002009-04-20T09:32:22.201-06:00

Hey, we're not total barbarians.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-24168417979677013342009-03-31T07:05:00.009-06:002009-03-31T07:15:46.239-06:00

{click to enlarge} she can out run any camera lens.{and any Mama for that matter}

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-2051080515462577512009-03-26T07:40:00.005-06:002009-03-26T08:12:19.155-06:00

is a long time to grown-ups. It's freakin' forever to an almost two-year old. And my dear, sweet Sadie, how you have changed.Your 'please' now sounds like 'meeeeng'.You say 'nuts' for 'thanks'.You recognize the sound of a bus, and then ask whoever's nearby to draw you a bus.You peel all the papers off your crayons.You're in bed by 9PM, but you stay up playing until 11PM.You can call Oliver by

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-29174717813622592332009-01-28T11:20:00.003-07:002009-01-28T12:06:18.005-07:00

Minutes before this picture,Sadie was seated in this box, with only inches to spare beside her.*pat*pat*pat*she patted the small space beside her."Mama!" *pat*pat*pat* "You want me to sit in there with you?""Yup" was the reply.Then Oliver distracted her (thank goodness!)No diet in the world would shrink my backside enough to squeeze into a 4" space.But it was nice to be asked all the same.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-42628235098236941612009-01-26T14:45:00.004-07:002009-01-26T14:53:34.862-07:00

It's too colorful to go with all of that tasteful china in the cupboard.It's silly, ridiculous even.But it holds a lot of tea,and it makes me smile.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-49950693560622256182009-01-20T16:20:00.005-07:002009-01-20T16:33:57.511-07:00

:: Option 1 ::Buy a breadmaker and save a ton of time.:: Option 2 ::Buy new loaf pans and have money left over forSeasons 1 & 2 of Friday Night Lights.It wasn't really much of a debate.Bring on the deformed loaves, and muscle pain from all that kneading.I'm happy to recover while I cheer on the Panthers(and crush on Coach Taylor).

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-4444761053627578222009-01-18T08:40:00.004-07:002009-01-18T14:50:30.420-07:00

Hours of drawing, while Mama does dishes, sweeps, bakes bread...and she's just as happy as can be,a girl and her crayons.{Giggly happy}Really, really happy!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-35803290238562262112009-01-14T09:18:00.004-07:002009-01-14T09:32:56.871-07:00

just a list of things I intend to do.Have a tea party. Show thy neighbors love with cupcakes.Draw more.Be a good person.Raise a good person.Bake more things from scratch.Say thank you more often.Don't cuss (unless I really, really mean it).

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-42509111465673400532009-01-13T11:58:00.005-07:002009-01-14T09:33:53.352-07:00

of a Tuesday morning in the kitchen(clockwise from top left) Sketching over breakfast is such a luxury.I wonder if I should change the flowers on the chandelier?Oliver, always waiting for some food to drop.Even her feet are cute.I love my new calendar!Guess I should do the dishes.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-76940888083394562282009-01-11T10:36:00.004-07:002009-01-11T10:43:11.524-07:00

is really just this: crackers and peanut butter.(What can I say?...it's what she wanted.)

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-82542311341077121402009-01-08T08:37:00.005-07:002009-01-08T08:46:11.086-07:00

We miss you.Not the gross uncomfortable part, or the sleepless part, or the sweating bit,...oh never mind.Dear Spring,We miss you. Please come back soon.love Jen & Sadie

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-59682243389678551712009-01-06T12:40:00.005-07:002009-01-06T12:54:47.894-07:00

Well,Just ask your Mama to make you some of thismakes 1L of Strawberry Soda5 or 6 large strawberries1 Tbsp of water1 packet of SplendaDiet Gingeralea pretty 1L bottle, preferably pink glass with flowers~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Put strawberries, water and Splenda in a blender or food processor. Blend/process until it's liquefied. Pour strawberry juice through a strainer to get rid of

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-13661353417207583182009-01-04T21:16:00.003-07:002009-01-04T21:20:55.922-07:00

I got me a new camera!And some new books so I can figure outhow to use my new camera.Now, does anyone know of a book I can getso that I can understand my new books?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-68212478705654293512009-01-03T22:30:00.007-07:002009-01-04T21:24:05.097-07:00

how to tie her shoes,or put her thumbs in her mittens,...but after a week of an on again-off again-on again stomach flu, she knows what that plastic bucket is for.but don't worry. She's on the mend (again).{oh, she wasn't actually using the bucket there...I do have some sense of other people's boundaries. Not much, but some :)}

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-86672347748856347772008-12-31T23:20:00.001-07:002008-12-31T23:23:28.939-07:00

everything your heart desires in 2009. With love,Jen, Chev, Sadie & Oliver

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-978398809184706232008-12-29T07:57:00.004-07:002008-12-29T08:06:38.168-07:00

finding the rainbow and stopping for kisses. Auntie Lynn & Uncle Jack, she loves that book!We're going on 20-some reads already. Uncle Mike & Auntie Carol, the puppy hasn't left her side yet.(I think she's thrilled to finally have a dog she can kiss on) Thank you all so much!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-17522345223075662302008-12-28T08:41:00.004-07:002008-12-28T09:10:57.945-07:00

I read a real-life love story.Two people, a great distance between them,infatuated with eachother, new and shiny love,everything still to be discovered.For a brief moment I longed for that 'newness'.Then it dawned on me that we have something more.We have history.We have an understandingand a love that only comes with years of practice.We know each others faces,each others habits,each others

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-12951728604967183822008-12-24T06:56:00.007-07:002008-12-24T07:32:09.202-07:00

I won't get into why.I will say that it's been a challenge to findthat Thread of Gold,and far too easy to focus on the negative.Now that the rough patch is over,this is what I've learned (again):Stress, frustration and worry are self-imposed(and useless). A small taste of bitter every so often helps to appreciate the sweet. . . . and life is sweet.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-72261656971918684512008-12-15T12:59:00.001-07:002008-12-15T13:07:36.424-07:00

according to Sadie.'ticka ticka ticka' is what you say when you tickle someone.'meesh' and 'mama' both mean please.If she sticks out her tongue and says 'ahhhh', she wants to brush her teeth.A rooster says 'do do do do do'.A lip smacking hand blown kiss means 'I love you' & 'thank you' & sometimes 'goodbye'.Buzz Lightyear is called 'Bzzzzzz', just like what a bee says.Bats say 'shhh' if they say

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-59223228238741350382008-12-11T11:11:00.004-07:002008-12-11T11:19:55.359-07:00

This is my plan: A small line of knitting patterns for Spring +Summer '09, lots of math and decision making, cashmere and cashmere blend yarns, writing in code {sl1, k2tog, psso, yo, etc.}, sample knitting, proof reading, editing, publishing, advertising,...It's a lot of work.But if you love it,can you really call it a job?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-70523979602051770882008-12-09T15:03:00.003-07:002008-12-09T15:09:23.453-07:00

Sadie and I find comfort in these:wintery fairy buns. Why 'wintery'? Peppermint extract in the icing. Wintery.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-73997436064133188732008-12-08T07:06:00.003-07:002008-12-08T07:13:03.370-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-9359395471537697742008-12-05T07:10:00.000-07:002008-12-05T07:13:55.437-07:00

(on a count of it's my birthday)Sadie's laugh, knitwear, family, the color red, vintage earrings, Otis Redding, table linens, nursery rhymes, poppies, snowflakes, blueberry muffins, daydreaming, ladybugs, quilts, a-line skirts, hidden treasure, curiosity, polkadots, stilettos, homemade pizza, Chev's humor, chinese checkers, perfume bottles, sleeping in, kindness, iPods, tissues with menthol,

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-59836147375777790582008-12-04T08:33:00.004-07:002008-12-04T08:37:03.857-07:00

Funny then,that it usually feels as thoughI've got it all wrapped up in my arms.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-18434217555067845272008-12-01T08:39:00.003-07:002008-12-01T08:49:48.278-07:00

A Horoscope!Born today, you can boast great intelligence and remarkable insight -- two valuable tools that you put to good use again and again. You have a keen memory, and the ability to put facts and figures together in an order that serves you and others well again and again. You are able to gain a great deal from what others would see as mere confusion -- but what is even more valuable is that

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-71198432530349700932008-11-26T13:04:00.005-07:002008-11-26T13:16:18.261-07:00

from staying home with Sadie,is that being too serious is a waste of perfectly good happy.So go ahead and... put chocolate chips in your pancakes, buy yourself a pretty flower,pay bills with a smile,brush off some silly nay-sayersand most important of all, put some pants on your head!{you know you want to}

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-13911385516682314912008-11-25T13:49:00.002-07:002008-11-25T13:53:06.868-07:00

where you stay wrapped up in your blanket, long after you've gotten out of bed.Wishing you all a cozy, happy Tuesday too.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-77146736577420245852008-11-24T13:23:00.005-07:002008-11-24T13:32:22.726-07:00

Mama singing to Sadie, who was pretend-napping in her arms. "Rock-a-bye baby,in Grama's arms,....something or other,living on a farm" photo: Sadie, just home from the hospital ~ May 15, 2007

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-53557495320907604012008-11-23T18:50:00.004-07:002008-11-23T18:59:58.082-07:00

We got cool black light stamps on our hands,ate pizza and wings,played bowling games,almost rode on a train with Barney, but not quite,were run over by hundreds of kids all high on life,won tickets and claimed prizes,and sat for portraits by Chuck E. Cheese himself.All in all, it was freakin' awesome!And that Laryssa,...she's one cool chick.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-18657856755712119792008-11-20T07:52:00.006-07:002008-11-20T08:11:54.558-07:00

She's *shiny and new*.She entertains my daughter to no end.My husband finds her endlessly amusing.She'll go wherever you direct her.She's almost the perfect woman.so thank goodness she's a truck.(even with that pretty halo of light,she's got nothing on me....)

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-44984545821191284992008-11-19T09:08:00.005-07:002008-11-19T09:53:04.256-07:00

there were vaccination needles...3 of themthere was a lot of crying on Sadie's parta lot of guilt on my parta 2:30 AM wake up calla 5:00 AM wake up callsome throwing up, and a lot more tearsan uncomfortable nap in the rocking chair On the Up Sideshe didn't have anywhere to go,nothing to explore,no major feats to attempt,and so I got to hold her for as long as I wanted to.Just that one thing? you

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-74979724643966464812008-11-18T11:24:00.008-07:002008-11-18T11:41:46.866-07:00

Mama reminded me of a theme song from one of my favorite TV shows when I was younger.I don't remember the show, but I'll never forget that song. "Believe it or not, I'm walking on air.I never thought I could feel so free.Flying away on a wing and a prayer.Who could it be? Believe it or not it's just me."(you just sang along didn't you?! I swear, it's contagious.)I found it on iTunes, put it on

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-21176131461399316152008-11-17T10:53:00.003-07:002008-11-17T10:56:30.331-07:00

than a closet full of tiny coats.(except maybe the tiny person who wears them) Happy Monday everyone!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-8138587585420319112008-11-16T09:40:00.002-07:002008-11-16T09:43:46.585-07:00

where you are?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-13840753699826741692008-11-15T22:49:00.007-07:002008-11-15T23:05:09.254-07:00

I was planning on writing you a lengthy note, to express what you mean to me.But I think I can sum it up pretty simply.You are who I want to be when I grow up.You are my hero and my friend, as well as my mother.I love you. Happy Birthday!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-54804566832443525062008-11-14T13:25:00.001-07:002008-11-14T13:28:38.813-07:00

that when you spend a Thursdaybaking bread,you should spend all day Friday eating itwith butter and jam.And that's just what we're going to do.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-38333516510416335502008-11-13T07:12:00.001-07:002008-11-13T07:14:03.252-07:00

Happy mid-Birthday angel!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-84592203010009136532008-11-12T08:14:00.009-07:002008-11-12T08:26:45.540-07:00

but we didn't make the deadline forCalgary's Cutest Kid Contest. thank goodness we made the deadlinefor having Calgary's Cutest Kid!(minivans aren't really our style anyway)

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-6792397155595651402008-11-11T13:06:00.002-07:002008-11-11T13:14:12.932-07:00

I should probably be embarrased about,but am not. 1. I am totally smitten with Murder She Wrote. I could watch it all day, every day.2. I know all the words to 'Always On My Mind' by Willie Nelson and get it stuck in my head regularly.3. I say things like 'I reckon' and 'on a count of'.4. My yarn collection is most likely worth a small downpayment on a nice home.5. I'm no good at 'right'

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-1766928753766222502008-11-10T11:59:00.004-07:002008-11-10T12:01:51.599-07:00

I'll bet this is the next winning look on Project Runway.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-76512184701903747502008-11-08T18:06:00.004-07:002008-11-08T18:24:50.721-07:00

this day comes around.It is a day that offers me reminders, lessons and memories.You are always good enough.Other peoples expectations don't matter, so long as you are happy with yourself.Words are powerful things - words can build relationships, and words can destroy relationships - be careful with them.Regardless of age or independance, you always belong to your parents. It is where love

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-1721841876515234522008-11-07T11:35:00.003-07:002008-11-07T11:42:33.759-07:00

While I've been concentrating my time on making Christmas gifts,Sadie's been concentrating too. on chocolate chips.And that leaves Oliver, also concentrating(perhaps more intensely than either of us),also on chocolate chips.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-83290871397077918602008-11-05T14:51:00.002-07:002008-11-05T14:55:28.079-07:00

President-elect Barack Obama's acceptance speechBy Associated PressOBAMA: Hello, Chicago.If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-23967624334474282812008-11-04T19:39:00.003-07:002008-11-04T19:46:42.742-07:00

History in the making. (I hope, I hope, I hope)

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-65536675663081183572008-11-04T08:56:00.006-07:002008-11-04T09:18:16.220-07:00

this is what we have planned.Warm drinks&good books.{and some blueberry muffins,fresh from the oven}

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-7460337606837456162008-11-03T11:22:00.007-07:002008-11-03T11:29:51.325-07:00

I cleaned out the fridge & washed the shelves and drawers.Isn't she *sparkly*? And now I'm trying to find theperfect cookie recipeso we can use these babies!Any ideas?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-22629055659881184502008-11-02T06:45:00.008-07:002008-11-02T07:00:05.561-07:00

to do for her birthday party.On Saturday, November 8, 2008 we're going to help build.Chantal, who works with my mom, is raising four kids on her own, working two full time jobs, and is a Wonder Woman. In order to have a Habitat home, people have to put in 500 hours of work to help build it, and since she's obviously busy, and only her eldest is allowed to work, our hours would go towards her

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-86784300341124783052008-10-31T20:44:00.001-06:002008-11-01T20:51:41.736-06:00

love,the Rat& her parents

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-55980767082768700262008-10-30T11:16:00.003-06:002008-10-30T11:25:53.137-06:00

So much fun!Who doesn't want their very own avatar? Get yours here!

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or do you dream about waking up here too?I cannot get this house out of my mind.Wrapping up in a freshly laundered quilt, sitting near the water with my morning coffee in handand Sadie in my lap.It'd be that much closer to heaven I imagine. Someday.

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could pull this off.She called the grocery store close to our house,found someone who lived nearby to us, put together a list for a fabulous meal, and had it delivered to Chev on his birthday, cake included.If that wasn't the most thoughtful and unique gift ever, I don't know what is.And Diane, if you read this, he was completely thrilled!

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of Chev He builds things and has a lot of tools. He has a wicked sense of humor.He starts a lot of sentences with "Jen says..."He loves his family.He has gorgeous eyes ~ and he gave them to his daughter.He's sensitive (but don't tell him I told you).He gets embarrased if you tell him how great he is.He's honest.He's a decent & strong man.He works hard to support his family.He's a butt man.He uses

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-2871243847465716952008-10-23T07:36:00.006-06:002008-10-23T07:50:25.196-06:00

I spent one month of every summer living with Auntie Debbie & Uncle Terry Dunlopon an acreage outside of Whitecourt.My name became Jennifer Caren Shorty Dunlop Lang. And now, it seems, my daughter has been adoptedmuch the same way.Sadie Rose Dunlop Lang MacKenzie.It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-27276980299107080762008-10-22T08:04:00.001-06:002008-10-22T09:02:06.582-06:00

In the days after you were born, I made a lot of promises.I promised you a family built on love, trust and respect. I promised you honesty. I promised you freedom tempered with boundaries. I promised to encourage creativity, activity and faith. I promised to teach you manners, to allow you to express yourself and to respect you as an individual. I promised to make your days happy, and your nights

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Lovely, no?

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Wearing pink dresses&playing with dump trucks.Who says you can't have it all?

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and all because I wanted something pretty (and 1930's) to hang on my bedroom wall.It took an hour just to trace her onto the cotton.It may take a year to embroider her. Totally worth it.

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That's my girl!

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We We We have And then we all go to bed,safe and warm.

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We miss you/want to meet you!How does Christmas sound?much love to you and Jack,Jen & Sadie

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She offers to share her table when the restaurant is full.And she shares stories of her life.She grew up beside Blind Man River. When she was a young girl, she wore bob skates to skate on the lake. She remembers a time when you could have a whole beach to yourself, with just your family and a picnic. When she was older she'd picnic overlooking Elbow Falls with a friend who would later become her

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-26425077296456459952008-10-10T21:34:00.002-06:002008-10-10T21:47:05.540-06:00

Is curling up in the big chair,embroidering love birds on an apron,having someone read Jane Eyre to me on the iPod,stopping every now and then to be inspired by this lovely book,and occasionally indulging in seeing my knitwear on the internet.

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That's it ~ that's the game. Ready? GO!

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as Halloween approaches?Around here, to make them dance.And when that fails, Just so they know who's boss.(it's the little one, with 12 teeth)

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Charlie & Molly (the salt & pepper shakers) Sadie's Favorite Thingsa rock she foundher jar of lip stuff (aka 'lips')goldfish crackers Jen's Favorite Thingslemon lily candleslancome hand creamlemon drops

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1. paint second coat on chalkboard frame ~done2.. make breakfast muffins ~done3. decide on meal plan and grocery list ~nearly done4. go for a walk with Sadie ~postponed due to freaky storm5. pick up some groceries for dinner during the walk ~use what we have6. review IK pattern & send correction notes ~done7. send updated bio to Interweave Knits ~done8. clean the kitchen ~done9. wash Sadie's

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of Sadie. She likes the smell (and apparently the taste) of fall leaves. She offers goodnight kisses without being asked.She holds her ears (or mine) when she's stressed.She loves Oliver, eventhough he doesn't really like her.She laughs when she falls down.She says 'Wow!' a lot, usually to passing trucks and buses.She smiles easily.She waves to trees, kids and feet.She smells like lavendar and

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-41576353461680185762008-10-02T16:06:00.004-06:002008-10-24T14:13:39.061-06:00

Jen: My mom is going to send the kitchen contractor upstairs.Chev: Why?Jen: To build the booth.Chev: To fix the roof?Jen: You're such a goof.Chev: To buy some boots? Bah, the point is moot.Jen: Who gives a hoot.~some laughing~Jen: Look at us, being all dorky together.Chev: That's how we roll baby.and that concludes the fascinating conversation had by us this afternoon.Oh yeah, we really are that

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-61616116128232461292008-10-01T22:02:00.007-06:002008-10-02T06:46:15.038-06:00

in no particular order a. woke up early to watch the sunriseb. tried on our new shoes (mostly so I could take pictures of them).c. i. played 5000+ rounds c.ii. of peek-a-bood. put on vintage earrings and blackberry lipstain, just to feel prettye. ate ramen noodles with egg for lunchf. caught a big spider in the snack cup (and am still squirming)g. enforced a time-outAnd welcomed Chev home from

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-82977518495274520522008-10-01T08:44:00.005-06:002008-10-24T14:14:17.442-06:00

Don't you just love stepping outinto the crisp Fall air?It makes everything feel lighter, cleaner, sharper.(but since I can't take a picture of the air, lookey here) courtesy of her Papa's forehead and a horsey ride gone wrong.......really, very wrong.

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and a reminder.I don't know about you, but I really needed a reminder today.And I am grateful.

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I sat down this morning, alone, in the quiet.I asked no-one in particular, "What are my true priorities?"A simple string of one word answers.Myself.Chev.Sadie.Our home. Works for me.

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This is what I'll be reading as the weather gets colder.How about you?

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We don't 'do' lullabyes. Sure, there's singing, and rocking, but it's to songs I find much more meaningful than babies rocking in trees, or falling from trees. :)Our favorite is this one (sing along if you know the tune)At lastmy love has come along.My lonely days are overand life is like a song.At lastthe skies above are blue.And my heart was wrapped up in cloverthe night I looked at you.I found

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I think it might just last.

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Really sick.sick, sick, sick.And when we're sick, wedrink cream soda floats!(the original happy drink)

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through your neighborhood?This oneIn between there was and when we arrived home

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-72527378175345238652008-09-22T17:01:00.005-06:002008-09-26T22:02:26.918-06:00

is the fireplace mantle. There sits a 2 ft x 3 ft canvas of our lives the past two years - pregnancy and ultrasound photos, shots of Sadie's first sit-up on her own, her first solid food meal, her first steps. It's just laser printed photos and a lot of decoupage glue, but it's one of Chev's favorite things, and mine too.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-56769896422843631152008-09-19T10:58:00.005-06:002008-10-02T06:54:48.443-06:00

was my favorite day of the work week,the one day I could wear jeans.Now on Fridays we and wear pajamas all day. It's still my favorite day of the week.Happy Weekend everyone!Love,Jen & Sadie

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-74632519394615329542008-09-18T09:26:00.011-06:002008-09-22T22:01:21.189-06:00

in the park.it was just what I needed today.(click on the picture to make it larger)

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-539618839139808412008-09-18T09:26:00.010-06:002008-10-21T08:05:24.275-06:00

I'm making a quilt of Sadie's baby clothes - that was the plan even before she was born. But all that cutting brought a tear to my eye (or chest-heaving sobs,...whatever) because the clothes were so small and she's getting so big, because I remember dressing her in each one of these things, because I can't help but want my little girl to be even littler, just for a short while, so that I can have

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-34057090848747734032008-09-17T09:31:00.006-06:002008-09-17T15:46:41.691-06:00

now, what do you say we get to work on thosepeanut butter cups?Peanut Butter Cup Update:these puppies are not good for you, and not recommended as a 'pre-nap' snack. Just a public service announcement. But really, you have to try them!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-54876672144044834412008-09-16T09:42:00.005-06:002008-09-16T09:47:31.082-06:00

{ except that it does, and it's perfectly lovely }okay, okay, I'm cleaning it up. picky, picky.

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a husband who watches your daughter for the whole weekend... and you get to shop, eat and watch Steel Magnolias.Thank you honey!

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Dear Oliver,She's not moving out for at least 17 more years, so please stop pooping on my floor.Love,Mom

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-80892222055392108182008-09-13T20:15:00.007-06:002008-10-02T06:54:48.443-06:00

and we saw 'The Women'. Not great.How was your Saturday?

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take pictures of your shoes just because you loved your shoes?What? Oh.Yeah, no, me neither.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00240597760633240584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602282014920895332.post-74260540618333677332008-09-12T13:25:00.005-06:002008-09-14T10:15:02.626-06:00

to our corner of the internet. We're so happy to have you!!!Now, excuse us while we get our pants off the coffee table :)Love,J&S

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