tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40745544875033692282024-03-18T20:44:58.878-07:00Life’s An AdventureStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-68698738995520468602015-09-23T22:24:00.001-07:002015-09-23T22:36:03.504-07:00Long over due<p> </p> <p>It's been a long time since I've actually carved out the time for this little blog of mine. Life has been crazy. I am working multiple part-time jobs while still searching for a full time position. We are in a season of change. BIG changes. Life changes. Change is scary, fear of the unknown. We have been in a storm for quite some time. A relationship that I had hoped would be for the rest of my lifetime has ended. Change. It's sad, painful. However, I know it is for the best for all parties involved. It's been a whirlwind that past few weeks-I had a perfect plan in place. Guess what? God had other plans. Sometimes it's hard to get past those doors that are slammed in your face when you are treading water and feel like your life boat is sinking. I'm a worrier. Even though I know that God has my back, I still worry. Change, uncertainty, its hard for us to let go and let God. Through it all, God has been there.The past few weeks have been extremely stressful, more than they needed to be, prayers were answered-in God's time,not mine. If I had just stopped and truly listened, I would have heard that everything will be o.k. So for those of you who are believers and going through difficult times, stop and listen. He knows what you need, don't resist, embrace the change. While it may be difficult for awhile, good things lie ahead. Hold on to hope. Romans 8:28 <em><strong>And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.</strong></em></p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-63610971274669635712014-08-13T21:06:00.001-07:002014-08-13T21:07:05.813-07:00Saying goodbye to summerTomorrow is the first day of school. Stephen is an 8th grader this year. Each summer I try to spend as much time with Stephen as possible. I know that there will soon come a day when he will be off with his friends. So for now, we create memories. One of Stephen's best friends moved to Texas last week. We spent the summer doing as many fun things as we could with this special young man. We went to Hurricane Harbor, Stephen and his friends spent countless hours jumping at Sky High, and of course there were a few beach trips. One of the best days was taking 3 boys to Carpinteria Beach for pizza, candy and beach fun. It was one of those days that years from now I will look back on and smile. Watching three 13 year old boys play bean boozled on the beach was hysterical. Not familiar with bean boozled? Check out some of the flavors of these jelly beans: <br />
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Watching them as they ate the disgusting flavors, was priceless. <br />
I hope the memories we created that day stay with them. Stephen's friend moved a few days later, and while the moms were teary eyed, the boys soaked up their time together knowing that thanks to modern technology, their friend would never be far away. <br />
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Let the school year begin!!Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-42722205096277830492014-06-18T09:49:00.001-07:002014-06-18T09:51:46.407-07:00Reflection<p>Today is just another ordinary day. Only it's not really. Today is my 50th birthday-half a century. When did that happen??? Sure, physically I feel slightly different, my knees sometimes will hurt as I walk up stairs and then there is the age spots that I have noticed on my arms (I'm sure this is the result of all those years ago of tanning in our backyard as a teenager using baby oil instead of sunscreen). There are times in life when we look back on the road traveled, today is one of those times for me. There has been sorrow, joy, life changing events and many precious memories along the way. Broken relationships, loved ones gone too soon, financial struggles, raising my boys with the hope that they become honorable men, and finally finding the one man who can deal with my imperfections. If I could go back and change anything, would I? I don't think so. The road has led me to where I am today, the person I am today. I like who am I now. 10-15 years ago that was not the case. I will embrace getting older, every gray hair and every wrinkle. I've earned them! I will age gracefully and continue down the path that God has laid out for me to travel on. Where it leads? I don't know, but with faith and determination I will keep moving ahead. </p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-22353734654164067832014-03-10T22:14:00.000-07:002014-03-10T22:14:40.890-07:00Mystery Solved<br />
So it has been MONTHS since I have posted to this little blog of mine. Life has gotten extremely chaotic. Last August, I enrolled in an Algebra class and less than a month later I got a part-time job. Taking a math is class is like a full time job for me. Add in the craziness of the holidays and I'm not sure how I survived. I didn't do very well in my class and unfortunately, at some point I will need to take it again. This semester I am taking an English class and an advanced Excel course. Both classes are online which makes it a little easier to manage. Some of you may recall that my long term goal is to have my own bookkeeping business. Everything is in place; however, I need the hands on experience. God answered that prayer and I am fortunate to be working with a long time friend in her business. The experience I am gaining is invaluable and exactly what I needed. Two classes, two part-time jobs, endless laundry and raising an almost teenager. That pretty much sums up my life right now :) Oh and Mike has been working graveyard. This particular season in life has created many changes in our little family. Adapting to new work schedules (mine and Mike's) has been the most challenging. I am looking forward to spring break in a few weeks. I am grateful that my scheduled days off coincide with Stephen's. I am looking to spending some one on one time with my boy. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-21157410028034251152013-08-04T17:14:00.001-07:002013-08-04T17:51:55.499-07:00Sunday Projects<p> </p> <p>I have a few weeks before school starts for Stephen and I. I decided now would be a good time to tackle some organizational projects and craft projects. Mike continues to work on his music room. I wanted to make a few personalized décor items. </p> <p>I found this L at my new favorite craft store-Beverly's and musical note wrapping paper from Home Goods. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-P7VtZIsL1q4/Uf7uRjH5BCI/AAAAAAAAGfM/ySm5Uw-Vlaw/s1600-h/DSC00799%25255B1%25255D%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00799[1]" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="DSC00799[1]" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-qoufXr2ixng/Uf7uSDoN4LI/AAAAAAAAGfU/NqEnRLRmdPU/DSC00799%25255B1%25255D_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="136" height="103"></a> <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-XpIXwVjto1s/Uf7uS8Tp82I/AAAAAAAAGfc/UmUgm8nvCAE/s1600-h/DSC00800%25255B1%25255D%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00800[1]" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="DSC00800[1]" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9gFmXkdTD0A/Uf7uTSREFFI/AAAAAAAAGfk/mQ1LHJT497c/DSC00800%25255B1%25255D_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="149" height="113"></a></p> <p> </p> <p>I used the L to cut the wrapping paper, painted the L black and used lots of Mod Podge. Here is the final result:</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XaVQ9hM4PE8/Uf7uUQ-ozcI/AAAAAAAAGfs/hQFrVAd6Cmg/s1600-h/DSC00806%25255B1%25255D%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00806[1]" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="DSC00806[1]" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6aMY9Sc_Yfw/Uf7uUx7Hv9I/AAAAAAAAGf0/6uLsZqxqMG4/DSC00806%25255B1%25255D_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>I love how it came out. The next thing I did was easy peasy. I had an unfinished frame from Ikea, painted it black, added some musical note washi tape and musical stickers I found at Target.<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JHRGD6G7SeI/Uf7uVxj9oyI/AAAAAAAAGf8/hnV4AAgfNE0/s1600-h/DSC00805%25255B1%25255D%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00805[1]" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="DSC00805[1]" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-vaVbO1-DxG0/Uf7uWdW-UnI/AAAAAAAAGgE/lDvLmtvX3yM/DSC00805%25255B1%25255D_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-82572163711292624652013-07-30T22:50:00.002-07:002013-07-30T22:51:00.000-07:00Summer 2013-pt.1<strong><span style="font-family: Goudy Old Style;"></span></strong><br />
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-30049314698457358022013-06-28T22:31:00.001-07:002013-06-28T22:38:37.969-07:00My rant on bullying<p> </p> <p>Bullying is a huge social issue right now. I know that as I parent I have been faced with this issue numerous times. My oldest son suffered from bullying on many occasions when he was younger. 15 years ago I do not think we were as aware of bullying and the impact on our children as we are today. I cannot go back and change what my oldest son went through, I did the best I could. However, we live in a different environment today. One that is aware of how bullying can affect our children. My youngest son has had many situations with bullying. It can be a very frustrating situation when you are dealing with schools, protocols, and parents. Our first occurrence was a when my son was 9. Fourth grade was our worst year ever! It was a constant battle with the school, numerous visits with the principal and finally a formal complaint to the district office. It took the entire school year to resolve the situation. The following school year my son was enrolled in a different school, different district. We managed to get through 5th grade in a new school without any problems. I had hoped that the transition to middle school would be easy. There have been challenges and just when I think one issue is resolved another one pops up. Why do kids have to be so MEAN?!! Is it because kids are facing difficult home lives, their own insecurities, or any number of things that our children face today, that causes them to lash out at their peers? Being bullied is something we need to talk to our kids about. Bullying isn't just face to face anymore, it's also over the internet-video games, computer games, Skype, Facebook, etc. As parents, I think we need to always keep the lines of communication open. I know that becomes more difficult as they become teenagers. I'm a nosy parent. I want to know who my son is with, who he is talking to, playing online with. I am fortunate that my son talks to me. I may not know all of the details, but I do know when something is not quite right and he will come to me when things are beyond what he can deal with. He has to learn how to deal with difficult people and I continue to guide him along the way. Fortunately, he has a great group of friends that he can confide in. I will always be the nosy parent no matter how much my son may dislike it. However, I will let him handle these situations, learn and grow from them, and only take it to a higher level if necessary. Have you dealt with similar situations? If so, what was your approach in dealing with them? Curious to know if I'm on the right track. </p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-66334933490210279002013-05-16T21:12:00.001-07:002013-05-16T21:35:13.937-07:00Nana<p> </p> <p>My Nana passed away yesterday. She was 96 years old. For the past 10+ years she had been in a convalescent hospital and over time it became increasingly painful to visit her. The last time I went was a few years ago, she didn't know who I was, she didn't remember my kids. I made the choice then to remember how she was when I was growing up, not the woman lying in bed barely able to hear or eat, unable to walk, unable to recognize her loved ones, and slowly slipping away. I have wonderful childhood memories. Memories of my Nana teaching me to cook and bake. Something I love to do today. Memories of family get togethers, sleepovers with cousins, Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune blaring so loudly on TV you could probably hear it on the next block :) She was there for me during good times and bad times. She gave me a place to live when I needed somewhere to go with my year old son. My Nana was one tough cookie. She endured multiple car accidents and the untimely death of her husband. And yet, she continued on. She was an active member of the community, involved in church and women's groups. She may not have always showed us or told us, but she loved her family. Tonight, she rests in peace. She is with her husband, her grandchildren who went before her, her siblings and her friends. I know that they will ALL be watching over those of us who remain until that day we are reunited. </p> <p>My Nana:</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Q7fD3pBWvxU/UZWuPbhCboI/AAAAAAAAGDw/A9UsgMCllkA/s1600-h/Nana%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img title="Nana" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Nana" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Pw4te21853I/UZWuQ-7IQ5I/AAAAAAAAGD4/YQ9vRxBJKh8/Nana_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="172" height="244"></a></p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-61618433128046513062013-05-11T22:06:00.001-07:002013-05-11T22:08:23.137-07:00Mother's Day Craft<p>Wishing all the wonderful Moms a very happy Mother's Day. We are on a tight budget and buying gifts for my Mom and Stepmom is never an easy process. A while back I pinned a craft idea on Pinterest-. <a href="http://houseofroseblog.com/diy-makeup-brush-box/">found here</a> My stepmom saw it and hinted that she would like one and from there an idea was born. First, was locating the pencil boxes. I hit all the local craft stores (we don't have many) and finally found what I was looking for at Beverly's. I decided on scrapbook paper and mod podge. I used papers that I knew would complement the décor for each of my moms. I spray painted the boxes white, found some unfinished knobs at Home Depot and this is what I came up with:</p> <p> <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ht4GYtUT6Eo/UY8jSlSthqI/AAAAAAAAF9s/HBXVQPqyaak/s1600-h/DSC00703%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00703" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="DSC00703" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-KU7r73aGc2Q/UY8jTNJ2UvI/AAAAAAAAF90/H11_FFFtFSs/DSC00703_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="193" height="146"></a> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-UwRduNUlzfQ/UY8jUQpIURI/AAAAAAAAF98/iUS1tk_32rc/s1600-h/DSC00702%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00702" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="DSC00702" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sy4SekMWN20/UY8jU0bTdNI/AAAAAAAAF-E/NLq3EXnXcW0/DSC00702_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" height="151"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-48F1wh418Ro/UY8jWB6UboI/AAAAAAAAF-M/MSDBE1s0Jsk/s1600-h/DSC00662%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00662" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="DSC00662" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ehYThNRaG5g/UY8jW3izflI/AAAAAAAAF-U/GEMhc3zHdPs/DSC00662_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>I made 2 for myself. It's a great way to store make-up brushes. </p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-72774297527669571782013-04-20T13:20:00.001-07:002013-04-20T13:24:23.511-07:0030 Day Squat Challenge<p>I saw multiple postings for a 30 day squat challenge on Facebook and Pinterest. In my never ending quest to be healthier, I thought this might be a good way to tone up muscles that weren't getting used when I walked. The first few days were fairly easy, little did I know that by the time I finished the first week at 100 squats, my legs would be very angry with me. My knees hurt, my legs hurt in areas that I didn't even know were there and it hurts when I walk upstairs. I am determined to see this through. In case you are wondering, day 30 is 250 squats. I have already warned my family that they may come home and find me on the floor unable to move. :) </p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-19060331828064313942013-04-10T16:36:00.001-07:002013-04-10T16:46:04.939-07:00Spring Break Roundup<p> </p> <p>Last week was Spring break for Stephen. My goal was to keep him busy as much as possible and away from the TV/computer and video games. I think I succeeded. Monday we met Stephen's Grandma and cousin for brunch and bowling. Wednesday Stephen spent the day/night with his brother. They spent the day cleaning out a storage unit (Stephen needed a few hours of service time for the Honor Society), playing disc golf and hanging out. I'm glad that my boys can still find a common ground even with the 13 year age difference. Mike and I took advantage of the kid free night and went to dinner. It's something we have not been able to do very often and we both miss having that one on one time together. We spent Thursday at Magic Mountain. Now I love my roller coasters BUT there is one that has intimidated me for quite some time-Goliath. This ride has a 61 foot vertical drop. My goal 2 years ago was to start experiencing some of the more 'thrill rides' that Magic Mountain has to offer. Up until last week there were only 2 rides left to try-Goliath and Lex Luther. Lex Luther was closed so that left Goliath. I have to tell you that I kept my eyes closed during most of the ride. I was scared-even with my eyes closed. Will I ride it again? Maybe. It's not going to be one of those rides that I want to ride each time we visit the park. Stephen's history class is studying ancient Greece. So Friday we ventured to the Getty Villa in Malibu. The museum is beautiful and very interesting. If you haven't visited the Getty, I definitely recommend it. Both locations are full of wonderful masterpieces of art and beautiful gardens. Saturday we met Stephen's dad for a round of mini golf and Sunday was a rest day. Unfortunately, the only picture I was able to capture was one from the Getty-Stephen is getting tired of me snapping pics every time we go somewhere. </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ndAGpfdgQf0/UWX3jiYZFAI/AAAAAAAAFcI/8loWpwVX5rw/s1600-h/DSC00668%25255B13%25255D.jpg"><img title="DSC00668" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="DSC00668" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Av80Sysf8ng/UWX3kYq6jAI/AAAAAAAAFcQ/BrpXZI18zFg/DSC00668_thumb%25255B10%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p> Doesn't he look thrilled <img class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-winkingsmile" style="border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none" alt="Winking smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-x4iP7_n_Kr0/UWX3kuYgt0I/AAAAAAAAFcY/pcUv4MtZzUk/wlEmoticon-winkingsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"></p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-66589478082276098052013-03-30T21:52:00.000-07:002013-03-30T21:52:30.799-07:00Catching up. Again.Geez. Seems like I have been really busy lately, but doing what I don't know. I feel like I have been running around like a crazy lady the past few weeks. I have had a few job interviews with no offers extended. It is such a frustration trying to find a part-time or semi full -time position to gain some additional experience. I continue look for work and keep on strengthening my skills. I know that eventually something will happen-in God's time, not mine. Being a mom and managing our household seems to be consuming a lot of my energy lately. Especially the mom part. Stephen is getting closer to the dreaded teenage years. The attitude and surliness begin. UGH!! Everyday is a new battle. Anyone have any words of wisdom to help me keep my sanity during these difficult years???? <br />
I finished up a Mother's Day project. Unfortunately, I can't post pictures yet-since my second mom reads this blog. :) <br />
It's Easter weekend. Today we had a bbq with a few of Mike's friends from work and some of our neighbors. I love our neighbors. The weather was perfect, the food was great and everyone had a good time. Tomorrow is sunrise service at our church, a hike after breakfast and family dinner. Then we begin spring break-bowling, the Getty for an extra credit project for Stephen, brother time, date night, Magic Mountain, and mini golf. <br />
Today my friend Mitzi took a few bunny pictures with Stephen. It's been a few years-<br />
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Happy Easter!!Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-20678273740117050772013-03-07T18:06:00.000-08:002013-03-07T18:06:42.442-08:00Creating Subway Art<br />
I love Subway Art. I would put it everywhere in our house but I think Mike would object. He subscribes to the less is more philosophy. We have been in our house for 5 years and there are still bare walls. I decided it was time to tackle these areas one at a time. First was Stephen's bathroom. Now Stephen could care less if there is anything on the walls, but it is also the bathroom that is used when we have overnight guests. I made these using vintage looking scrapbook paper, canvas and Mod Podge. I'm not in love with them, but it is an improvement. <br />
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The next thing I wanted to do was put some sort of motivational subway art in our bathroom where we can see it every day as a reminder. I spent hours on Pinterest searching for something and nothing felt right. So, I decided to use Google and find out how to make my own. I used Google Docs which was definitely easier that trying to create it through Word. I LOVE this and am quite pleased with myself for how it turned out. I can't wait to frame it and hang it in our bathroom. <br />
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And guess what? Now that I know how to do this, the possibilities are endless. ;)Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-41971396355042892812013-03-05T15:06:00.000-08:002013-03-05T15:07:34.690-08:00Vanity Tray<br />
The blogging world has opened up so many creative ideas for me. Yesterday I saw a post using an acrylic picture frame as a tray (click <a href="http://www.justagirlblog.com/">here</a> for details). A few months ago I shared a redo on a tray I found at Goodwill. Unfortunately, it has not held up so well on our bathroom counter. <br />
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The acrylic frame seemed like a perfect solution to contain the chaos of perfume bottles. Today I ventured to Michael's to see what I could find. SCORE! I got all of this for $8.00.<br />
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The paper I used in the original tray was on clearance for $.14. I need to protect the paper from moisture so I glued it to a piece of cardboard from the frame, cut the scrapbook paper to size, sealed with Mod Podge and Mod Podge sealer. I love it. This couldn't have been any easier and the total cost was under $10.00.<br />
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I have struggled for years with my weight. And now as I approach the big 50 ( in 18 months) I am finding it extremely difficult to lose those nasty extra pounds. Instead of focusing on weight loss, I am focusing on being healthier. I cook healthier meals, healthier sweets and walk A LOT!! I love where we live. There are so many options for walking/hiking. Last Spring my oldest son and I hiked a 6 mile trail at least once a week. We have yet to do it this year-hopefully soon. The view is breathtaking on a clear day:<br />
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And there is the occasional goofing around:<br />
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Lately, I have been taking my faithful companion (Max) on walks on a paved trail close to our house. We walk 3-4 miles and are exhausted (in a good way) by the time we get back to the car. Here is Max patiently waiting to leave for our walk:<br />
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Today Vinnie joined us. Max was in Heaven having someone who can actually run with him. I want to run or jog, unfortunately, my body doesn't always cooperate with that desire. I get painful shin splints. I have been using a brace that past few days and it is helping. Don't know that I will be ready for a marathon anytime soon but it is an improvement. Anyway, on our way back to the car today we say a crane (kind of weird to see it right across from a Pavilions): <br />
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Not the greatest picture, I was trying to be quick before Max scared it away. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-15782487175566275452013-02-15T18:48:00.001-08:002013-02-15T18:49:28.584-08:00Valentine's Day<p> </p> <p> Now that Stephen is in middle school, we no longer do the class Valentine Day's cards :( I decided I would make something special for a few special kids. I found these great kraft paper french fry boxes from <a href="http://www.pickyourplum.com">Pick Your Plum</a>. I had so much fun decorating these with washi tape and twine. </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--ErgUdv02wI/UR7zaYsIv5I/AAAAAAAAEYI/KPjt4XFhAa0/s1600-h/blog%252520feb%25252013%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="blog feb 13" border="0" alt="blog feb 13" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-_3PFaQfZDFE/UR7zalfzD0I/AAAAAAAAEYQ/mFLTGCIqGmQ/blog%252520feb%25252013_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="109" height="144"></a> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8F_RlwRlG4k/UR7zbBb3POI/AAAAAAAAEYY/aCCKEpVt5Xg/s1600-h/blog%2525202%252520feb%25252012%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="blog 2 feb 12" border="0" alt="blog 2 feb 12" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CBz4ixnkgqk/UR7zbjnwT7I/AAAAAAAAEYg/DA_D325ByMA/blog%2525202%252520feb%25252012_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="110" height="145"></a> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-vOjoujlBl8I/UR7zcGzDPVI/AAAAAAAAEYo/RRKJCUiobtI/s1600-h/blog%2525203%252520feb%25252013%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="blog 3 feb 13" border="0" alt="blog 3 feb 13" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gtx_PgwQ54k/UR7zcjb87FI/AAAAAAAAEYw/j3CyEvjyOU0/blog%2525203%252520feb%25252013_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="111" height="146"></a><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Z_PVCdNvsf4/UR7zdeUk9lI/AAAAAAAAEY4/DMcsIKn3V8w/s1600-h/blog%2525204%252520feb%25252013%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="blog 4 feb 13" border="0" alt="blog 4 feb 13" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-CjeSgdEIXgI/UR7zdzdyeeI/AAAAAAAAEZA/PB3v2djD1-w/blog%2525204%252520feb%25252013_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="96" height="146"></a></p> <p>I also made red velvet cookies. Recipe <a href="http://www.pincookie.com/red-velvet-crinkle-cookies/">here</a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-OYfl5DcXEyk/UR7zeTOnM8I/AAAAAAAAEZI/Gx01tpc5nFM/s1600-h/blog%2525205%252520%252520feb%25252013%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="blog 5 feb 13" border="0" alt="blog 5 feb 13" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5S38BWGEW6I/UR7ze__pb8I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/UcnkOQAWxrg/blog%2525205%252520%252520feb%25252013_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="141" height="187"></a></p> <p>I love making the holidays fun, even if it is something simple. Besides, it gives me an excuse to bake ;)</p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-44291363486084606402013-02-06T21:46:00.001-08:002013-02-06T21:47:34.056-08:00Honor Society<br />
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<span style="font-family: LoveNessTwo; font-size: medium;">Being in a relationship makes all the difference when Valentine's Day rolls around. For many years, I hated the day. Now I enjoy doing small things of love for the special men in my life. It's usually a nice dinner and some yummy baked goods. This year I am making treat packages for my favorite neighborhood kids and yummy red velvet cookies for my guys. I'm not a flowers and chocolate kind of girl. Wait, don't get me wrong, I LOVE chocolate but don't necessarily need it for Valentine's Day. I'm perfectly content getting a card from my sweetheart and sharing the day with special people. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: LoveNessTwo; font-size: medium;">Since we don't have a mantle for me to decorate, I have a holiday table. It usually houses all of our family photos. For Valentine's Day I wanted to keep it simple. I am obsessed with subway art. I have a frame that I use for every holiday. I found my favorite bible verse (1 Corinthians 13) in subway art form here: </span><a href="http://www.oneartsymama.com/2012/01/love-is-subway-art.html"><span style="font-family: LoveNessTwo; font-size: medium;">http://www.oneartsymama.com/2012/01/love-is-subway-art.html</span></a><span style="font-family: LoveNessTwo; font-size: medium;"> Perfect for Valentine's Day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: LoveNessTwo; font-size: medium;"> I needed to do something creative-I feel like I haven't had much time for this outlet. I saw this on pinterest: </span><a href="http://onlyfromscratch.blogspot.com/2012/01/valentines-day-mantel-that-cost-me.html" title="http://onlyfromscratch.blogspot.com/2012/01/valentines-day-mantel-that-cost-me.html"><span style="font-family: LoveNessTwo; font-size: medium;">http://onlyfromscratch.blogspot.com/2012/01/valentines-day-mantel-that-cost-me.html</span></a><br />
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<span style="font-family: LoveNessTwo; font-size: medium;"></span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-39469097363597873672013-01-18T12:02:00.000-08:002013-01-18T12:07:03.604-08:00Kid Stuff<p> </p> <p><font size="3" face="Seriously"> <strong>As a parent, we always want what is best for our kids. Sometimes life throws curve balls and you do the best you can.. I raised my oldest son alone. I always wanted what was best for him but wasn’t always able to provide him with extra perks.. I did the best I could keeping him active in sports and encouraging scholastics. ( maybe someday I will dedicate a post to the trials and tribulations of being a single parent). I am proud of the adult he has become. He’s hard working and making his way in life in spite of some struggles.. Life changes.. Today I am fortunate to have a wonderful man in my life who is very supporting and provides a wonderful life for us. My youngest son has been living with us full time for the past 18 months., his father and I had previously shared custody. As a result, we were able to put him in a better school district. Sometimes I look at my youngest and forget that he is 11. He has experienced so many things at such a young age. Things we don’t want our children to have to go through. I see how these experiences have changed him. He’s wise, funny, smart, loyal, and intolerant when it comes to things he knows are wrong. Someday I hope he realizes how important forgiveness is. Anyway, this is his f,irst year in middle school. At the beginning of the school year we told him he could earn $$ for good grades. No D’s, F’s or U’s allowed. I love that I can check his grades on a daily basis and catch any problems before they get out of control. As a result of his hard work, his first report card consisted of all A’s with the exception of P.E. and invitation to join the honor society. WOW!! I am so excited for him. This is a great opportunity. Oh, and that $$$, I believe we are going shopping for an Ipad this weekend.. We are so very proud of him.</strong> </font></p> <p> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-As0J7LFadWE/UPmqWsMRM2I/AAAAAAAADeo/faCIojBZqEM/s1600-h/DSC00614%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC00614" border="0" alt="DSC00614" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-RH3WpMqshpc/UPmqXOej7TI/AAAAAAAADew/odabqqXgQqA/DSC00614_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-74866193770617707622013-01-06T17:04:00.001-08:002013-01-06T17:06:16.242-08:00Small Changes<p> </p> <p>I love when I can change something in our home for next to nothing. Months ago, I bought some red fabric tape. I wasn’t sure what I was going to use it for and put it away. The crystal lamps in our bedroom belonged to Mike’s mom and I have yet to find lampshades I like. A few years ago, I added burgundy ribbon to the shades. It was ok but I knew I wanted to do something different. </p> <p> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QjRwM_TVJ1Q/UOofAT_YoEI/AAAAAAAADZs/yvLpmFuSo8M/s1600-h/DSC00590%25255B1%25255D%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC00590[1]" border="0" alt="DSC00590[1]" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5yKhNWottuw/UOofA5Sq23I/AAAAAAAADZ0/gjKDqMca9xA/DSC00590%25255B1%25255D_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="191" height="144"></a></p> <p> Last week I had an Aha! moment….a purpose for the red fabric tape.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-W0jzOnF5zjs/UOofB8Mi0sI/AAAAAAAADZ8/0KdnlU8R-n4/s1600-h/DSC00592%25255B1%25255D%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC00592[1]" border="0" alt="DSC00592[1]" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-riU0MTic0z8/UOofCNwocQI/AAAAAAAADaE/r9vT5wQTOg8/DSC00592%25255B1%25255D_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="136"></a></p> <p>I Love it. Just that one little change can make a huge difference. </p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-40845677732141969952013-01-04T17:22:00.001-08:002013-01-04T17:37:11.990-08:00New Year, New Goals<p> </p> <p><font face="Bell MT">I decided to do away with New Year’s resolutions this year. I think setting goals is a better approach. I noticed that many of the blogs I follow were using one word for their goal for 2013. That got me thinking that maybe I should do the same. I want 2013 to be the year that I finish my Quickbooks Pro Advisor program and get my bookkeeping business going. I decided that if I was going to choose one word to motivate me, it was going to be success. A few days ago, I came across this printable on </font><a title="http://www.poofycheeks.com/" href="http://www.poofycheeks.com/"><font face="Bell MT">http://www.poofycheeks.com/</font></a><font face="Bell MT"> (thank you)</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ikW4qVZweV4/UOeASE2y-ZI/AAAAAAAADX0/R6WxzKMCp5I/s1600-h/DSC00593%252520%252528800x600%252529%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC00593 (800x600)" border="0" alt="DSC00593 (800x600)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ZtBgb22i09M/UOeASYWbGgI/AAAAAAAADX8/y24mt0djUuM/DSC00593%252520%252528800x600%252529_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="188"></a></p> <p><font face="Bell MT">Perfect!!! Framed and sitting on the desk where I will see it every day. </font></p> Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-29632111798714408532012-12-31T09:55:00.001-08:002012-12-31T09:55:41.592-08:00December Wrap-Up As a family, we love the magic of December. Baking, Christmas lights, time spent with family and friends, giving to others, celebrating the birth of our Savior.The past few years, we have tried to scale back on the amount of presents we give. However, we always try to find one special gift for someone. Something unexpected. This year, it was my Dad and step-mom. For two people who have everything, I thought a group photo would be perfect for them. Organizing the schedules of 12 people can be a bit challenging, but we made it work and with the help of an awesome photographer (photobymitzi.com) this was the end result:<br />
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-67971208938686923972012-11-29T22:48:00.001-08:002012-11-30T14:08:09.106-08:00He's back<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Clyde returned a day early. He rode in on his reindeer and brought Stephen a new pair of sleep pants. <br />
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593758031597753914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074554487503369228.post-58704024149105902012-11-28T12:36:00.001-08:002012-11-28T12:36:52.650-08:00Christmas projectsI decided last year to minimize the amount of decorations we use inside. We have so much it tends to be overwhelming. Last year, I had this bucket:<br />
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I found these great ornaments at Pier 1 this year and had to incorporate them into our Christmas decor : <br />
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I made these blocks using Vintage style scrapbook papers:</div>
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This is usually the weekend that Clyde the elf returns. However, Santa needed extra help this year so Clyde's arrival has been delayed until December 1. We are counting down the days. I can hardly wait to see what mischief our little guy gets into this year. <br />
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