<?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-3850957774198259308</id><updated>2012-01-16T22:43:21.935-06:00</updated><category term='Henry'/><category term='abby'/><category term='list'/><category term='news'/><category term='schleich'/><category term='homeschool'/><category term='daniel'/><category term='boys'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='help'/><category term='daily doses'/><category term='FBC'/><category term='sbc'/><category term='pool'/><category term='spring break'/><category term='memories'/><category term='favorite things'/><category term='family'/><category term='planner'/><category term='tv'/><category term='family fun'/><category term='review'/><category term='sale'/><category term='aunthood'/><category term='kids'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='daybook'/><category term='friends'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='ministry'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='homeschool boutique'/><category term='Samuel'/><category term='coupons'/><category term='random'/><category term='letters to the president'/><category term='goals'/><category term='angie'/><category term='school'/><category term='baby l'/><category term='book'/><category term='church'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='food'/><category term='Anna'/><category term='pain'/><category term='stephen'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='musings'/><category term='new years eve'/><category term='david'/><title type='text'>Julie's Journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3483774909163975072</id><published>2011-04-29T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:32:56.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Review</title><content type='html'>We recevied &lt;a href="http://www.greeknstuff.com"&gt;Hey, Andrew! Teach Me Some Greek!&lt;/a&gt; at the beginning of our school year.  My 7th grader was really excited about learning the language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This curriculum teaches "Koine" Greek which is the language of the New Testament. Stephen went to seminary and learned Greek so Samuel thought it would be cool to also know some Greek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began with Level 3, which was just right for his grade level. I tried to use it with the younger ones but it was just enough to difficult for them, I opted to not continue with them. However, if I had had Level 1, or Level 2 I would have used it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3 is set up in such a way that Samuel could teach himself. A cd is included, as is an answer book. Flashcards are provided and the book encourages the use of them. Watching Stephen use flashcards in seminary proved to me that it is defintely the way to learn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Curriculum is broken up into lessons for a parent who wants to be more involved in the subject, but I chose to let Samuel study it at his own pace and he did quite well. There were times when he wasn't real keen on doing Greek, but other times when he was. Typical of any student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student book is $21.95 and the full answer book is also $21.95. &lt;a href="http://www.greeknstuff.com"&gt;They&lt;/a&gt; offer pre-made flashcards, test, quizzes and other items that may be helpful for use with the subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found that making the flashcards was easy and a change from the normal way of school.  Hey, Andrew! Teach Me Some Greek! is a great curriculum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a copy of the text &amp; answer key in exchange for my review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3483774909163975072?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3483774909163975072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/04/review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3483774909163975072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3483774909163975072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/04/review.html' title='A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7304116249654929684</id><published>2011-03-15T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:29:18.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>A Review</title><content type='html'>Oh, it has been a while hasn't it?! A month! Good grief. I've been faithful to the sisters blog though. Go there if you want to find out whats been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a book from Apologia recently. I don't know about you but I think Apologia has got it going on! Their texts are Biblically sound and written in a way that is easy for children to understand and easy to present. What could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is God? And Can I really Know Him? is volume 1 in the Why We Believe series. Each lesson is seperated into sections that make presenting and studying the lesson easy. Well, easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessons begin with an introduction to the lesson then a short story that is enjoyable to read for both parents and children. There are vocabulary words, scriptures to memorize and articles that pertain to the subject being discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an area that highlights Godly character and the final section deals with worldview. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldview is something I didn't use to think about teaching or instilling in our children. But since reading books, like Apologia books, I am convinced that we must teach our children a Christian, biblical worldview. It is of the upmost importance if we want our children to grow up to be mature, Christians that can change the world. I think this book is a great stepping off point for children in early elementary grades. Even as a reminder and added study for teenagers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is $39.99 on the Apologia website. There is also a notebooking journal for $24.  Try it and let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book in exchange for my honest opinion as a member of TOS Crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7304116249654929684?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7304116249654929684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7304116249654929684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7304116249654929684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/review.html' title='A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3055636388795695746</id><published>2011-02-16T10:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:24:26.586-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook  2/16/11</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...a sunshiny day, its supposed to be warm too. A big difference since last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...homeschooling is hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...my Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...Math. Attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...nothing yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...black work out outfit, white socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...our March travel plans. It looks to be a busy month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to be gone a lot in March. Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...Black Heels to Tractor Wheels. The Pioneer Woman's book. Loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... that I can get the laundry caught up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...attitudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...laundry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...sorry, but its my Kindle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...lunch with the in-laws one day, Playtime Pizza with the kids Sunday School class on Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3055636388795695746?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3055636388795695746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/daybook-21611.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3055636388795695746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3055636388795695746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/daybook-21611.html' title='Daybook  2/16/11'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5419135312005256286</id><published>2011-02-02T10:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T10:35:07.926-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook Feb 2, 2011</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...a sunny, very cold day. Did I say very cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...I don't know near enough about 7th grade science to keep up with Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...A warm house and warm bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...catching up on Anna's language lessons. Seems I've been forgetting them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...Nothing today, but yesterday I made yummy monkey bread from biscuits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...a black knit warm-up outfit, white socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...invitations for a widows luncheon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to have to do a little more discipline than I enjoy today. The kids have gotten a little out of hand. Ok, a lot out of hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...The Potluck Club. It's okay, I'm wanting to buy the Pioneer Woman's book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...to also get Sarah Young's Jesus Calling devotional. I got a sample of it on my Kindle and it is GREAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...pages turn, and sniffing noses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...making pinewood derby cars for Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...seeing the kids smile and relief and happiness flood their faces when they understand what is being taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...AWANA tonight, homeschool group tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5419135312005256286?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5419135312005256286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/daybook-feb-2-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5419135312005256286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5419135312005256286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/daybook-feb-2-2011.html' title='Daybook Feb 2, 2011'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6986975254198485330</id><published>2011-01-12T10:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T10:42:33.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>A Daybook Jan 12, 2011</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...A cold, sunny day with a little snow still on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...I don't like to be cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...A warm home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...catching up after snowdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...homemade chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...plaid red flannel pj's from Cindy. She says they look like me. She's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to get hair cuts for the boys today. Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...Fools Rush In. Just finished The Justice Game. Good book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...the weather stays clear for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...a squeaky desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...Not as much clutter as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...my birthday cake candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...I have a retreat to attend this weekend to plan for regional pastor's wives conferneces around the state. Its going to be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6986975254198485330?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6986975254198485330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/daybook-jan-12-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6986975254198485330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6986975254198485330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/daybook-jan-12-2011.html' title='A Daybook Jan 12, 2011'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7900048648914936511</id><published>2011-01-12T09:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:41:13.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Nerd-A Review</title><content type='html'>Ok, this product is great! Do I say that about all the products I get to review? I can't remember, but we really liked this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.virtualnerd.com"&gt;Virtual Nerd &lt;/a&gt;is an online learning program with video-based tutorial lessons aimed to help students in math and science. Courses covered are Pre-Algebra, Algebra 1, Algebra 2 and Physics and they teach using a simple format of watch...learn...understand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For $49 a month you can subscribe to Virtual Nerd and have unlimited tutoring in math and science courses. You can also get a 24 hour subscription for $5. How great is that??!! The website is very straight forward. If you are looking for pre-algebra, you just click on pre-algebra and pick the topic your student is struggling in. I have had no problems with the video's loading or finding what I needed to view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tutorials are a video of one person in front of a white board presenting a problem and the solution in an easy to understand way. Samuel watched them and understood a couple of concepts that he had had trouble with up until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sold on Virtual Nerd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a temporary subscription to Virtual Nerd for my review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your child is having trouble with jr high or high school math. Or if you are having trouble explaining the math lessons to your child. I recommend &lt;a href="http://www.virtualnerd.com"&gt;Virtual Nerd&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7900048648914936511?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7900048648914936511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/virtual-nerd-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7900048648914936511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7900048648914936511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/virtual-nerd-review.html' title='Virtual Nerd-A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7830382601965366236</id><published>2011-01-05T00:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:26:00.201-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>A daybook</title><content type='html'>I don't love doing the daybook as much as I love going back and reading them later. Maybe this will be a goal of mine, to do a daybook each week. Well, we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daybook for January 3, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...    a sunny day and 4 deer in my yard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...    of the things that need to be changed in this new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...  a loving family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the learning rooms...School is back in session. We need a bit of routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the kitchen... not much! maybe chili for supper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... sweatpants, t-shirt, and a cardigan. Socks of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating... photo albums on facebook. Who knew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... to fold clothes today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading... The Justice Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... that my kids learn this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...Anna read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...things are put where they belong, its a nice way to live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...painted toenails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...Sam's dentist appointment, Hogs whipping up on OSU tomorrow night and the rest of the week is empty!!! Woo-Hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7830382601965366236?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7830382601965366236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/daybook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7830382601965366236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7830382601965366236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/daybook.html' title='A daybook'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-4794227234565029005</id><published>2011-01-04T14:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:18:26.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Sugar please!</title><content type='html'>We are so pumped for the Sugar Bowl tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love the Hogs in this house. Tonight we will be having a family pizza party with some kind of sugar-y dessert! We're even letting the kids stay up to watch the whole game. I know, its like we've gone crazy or something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Jim Tressel's book, The Winners Manual, on my Kindle and vowed not to read it until after the Sugar Bowl. I even told Stephen that he couldn't read it until we beat OSU. (Jim Tressel is OSU's coach.) I mean, we have to show our loyalty to the Razorbacks in all sorts of ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our heart is in New Orleans tonight. Along with many of our friends, facebook and real. But our money will stay here in our pockets, it just works better for us that way! And we'll get to see the plays a little more up-close on the tv. But I do wish we were there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HOGS GO!!! WPS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-4794227234565029005?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4794227234565029005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-sugar-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4794227234565029005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4794227234565029005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-sugar-please.html' title='Some Sugar please!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-4760410419887320255</id><published>2011-01-02T21:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:35:25.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years eve'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TSFCeZdP16I/AAAAAAAAAC0/uy8DyfUdTQQ/s1600/Skutt%2BFamily%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TSFCeZdP16I/AAAAAAAAAC0/uy8DyfUdTQQ/s320/Skutt%2BFamily%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557796505148970914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Stephen and I used to throw New Year's Eve parties. In fact, he kissed me for the very first time at one of them. We both had dates at the party but that didn't stop him. I was shocked! Still am a bit! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 years and 4 kids later we hardly ever stay up until midnight on New Year's Eve anymore. I know that as Samuel gets older we will have to stay up, just to insure that he comes in on time. Or quite possibly he could pick up where we left off and throw a party of his own. Oh, that makes me feel old and parental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This New Year's Eve we headed east to my dad's to celebrate Christmas with he and his wife and my aunt, uncle, and cousins. Once we crossed the bridge we headed to the Rendezvous. The kids had never been there, and Stephen and I hadn't been there in well, too long. It was just as I remembered it, except that there was no woman in the bathroom selling sprays of perfume or squirts of lotion. The food was good, and the waiter was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner with Dad, Connie and her daughter Nikki at a Mexicon restaurant. It was yummy and then we headed to their house. We opened presents, the kids were loaded down with gifts once again. And Stephen and I fared pretty well also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Abby, Randall and Henry came along with all the other family and we opened presents, ate and had a loud, laughing good time together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year we'll stay up to usher in the new year. Or maybe not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-4760410419887320255?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4760410419887320255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/stephen-and-i-used-to-throw-new-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4760410419887320255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4760410419887320255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/stephen-and-i-used-to-throw-new-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TSFCeZdP16I/AAAAAAAAAC0/uy8DyfUdTQQ/s72-c/Skutt%2BFamily%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8668761663300131725</id><published>2010-12-13T20:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:01:54.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ALEKS- A Review</title><content type='html'>I know, I know! All I do on here is reviews. I just can't seem to make the time to write on this blog and &lt;a href="http://sistersabbyandjulie.blogspot.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one. I had such good intentions. Maybe I'll make it a resolution for 2011. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was asked to review ALEKS. &lt;a href="http://www.aleks.com/about_aleks"&gt;ALEKS&lt;/a&gt; is a web-based learning and assessment system for math. I've told you before how math is not my strongest subject. So, I was both apprehensive and pleased to be given a one month subscription for this program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easy to set up accounts. I set up accounts for all three boys. Sam is a 7th grader and the twins are 4th graders. I just love to see how the twins are alike and how they are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing the students are asked to do is complete an assessment of their math skills. It doesn't take very long and the day we did it I considered it math class, so they definatly didn't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the assessment is taken we were provided with a pie chart of their strengths and weaknesses. The twins are about the same. I just love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more ALEKS provides other than the assessment. They provide tutorials, lessons, games, etc... We focused mainly on learning from the mistakes that were made in the beginning. The boys like working on the computer to do math and that when they needed help all they had to do was click an icon to receive it. How easy is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good program. It became a bit too much for me, but if you know me at all you know that I can't be thrown too far off my homeschooling path or I totally derail!  Give it a try. &lt;a href="http://www.aleks.com"&gt;They&lt;/a&gt;  offer a free 30 day trial. It would be worth it to find out "where" your student is in math. It helped me! After the free trial a one month subscription per student is $19.95, 6 month subscription is $99.95. And there is a family discount for multiple children. You have to love that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a free month subscription for my review as part of the TOS crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8668761663300131725?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8668761663300131725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/aleks-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8668761663300131725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8668761663300131725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/aleks-review.html' title='ALEKS- A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-4874211570326655199</id><published>2010-12-01T08:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:52:04.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Master Fractions- A Review</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I was given the choice of products that I wanted to review from &lt;a href="http://www.themasterruler.com"&gt;Master Innovations&lt;/a&gt;. They offer The Master Ruler, The Master Angle and The Master Fractions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the Master Fractions. I've always had difficulty with fractions and didn't want to pass that problem onto my children, so I thought this would help. And you know what? It did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel has learned fractions and has mastered them. David and Daniel are just now being introduced to fractions so this product came in so very handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master Fractions is a set of three manipulatives. They are spiral bound with plastic overlays, each one showing three different fractions. My kids loved them! They could color in different parts of the fractions with a dry-erase marker , flip them back and forth to compare the fractions. Even Samuel loved them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set of three manipulatives is $17.95. There is a workbook that is available for $15.95 that is full of story problems that the kids were able to use the manipulatives to find the answers to the problems. The further along in the book, the harder the problems, so we will be shelving the workbook for a bit until we get more instruction under us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also received a poster of measures. It's huge and has great pictures and really helps the kids see what size different measurements are in comparison to others. You can get the poster for $10.00. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoyed The Master Fractions and recommend them to anyone learning fractions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the above products in exchange for my honest opinion as part of the TOS Crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-4874211570326655199?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4874211570326655199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/master-fractions-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4874211570326655199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4874211570326655199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/master-fractions-review.html' title='Master Fractions- A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1649224615541826279</id><published>2010-11-22T08:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T09:12:02.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Young Scholar's Guide to Composers- A Review</title><content type='html'>What:      &lt;a href="http://brightideaspress.com/?p=1971"&gt;A Young Scholar's Guide to Composers. A full-year's curriculum in 32      &lt;br /&gt;           weekly lessons. &lt;/a&gt;Who:       Published by &lt;a href="http://brightideaspress.com/"&gt;Bright Ideas Press&lt;/a&gt;How Much:  The soft-bound book is $34.95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently received a copy of &lt;a href="http://brightideaspress.com/?p=1971"&gt;A Young Scholar's Guide to Composers &lt;/a&gt;to review in our classroom. This is a soft-bound book that contains 32 lessons on periods of music and the composers of each time period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessons require almost no teacher prep time, which is a huge bonus for me! The book provides the lessons, note-taking sheets, coloring pages, time-lines, composer information cards and information for folder books(a close relative to the lap book.) Also included are maps and outlines to add to round out the curriculum, we are using them to enhance our geography lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We not only get to examine the writing style of the composers but also the character traits and Christian life of each one of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried that I wouldn't be able to find all the music we needed to listen to for the lessons, but they provide links to the music in the book. So, we listen online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a terrific resource! I know some states require music credits for graduation. With a little bit of extra work, this would fit the bill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the short time I had this book before the review had to be written I , of course, wasn't able to complete the whole curriculum. But, I do intend to finish it in the spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given this resource in exchange for my honest review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1649224615541826279?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1649224615541826279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/11/young-scholars-guide-to-composers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1649224615541826279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1649224615541826279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/11/young-scholars-guide-to-composers.html' title='A Young Scholar&apos;s Guide to Composers- A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3558531799759194372</id><published>2010-11-10T15:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T15:29:40.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Write Foundation- A Review</title><content type='html'>I was given the opportunity to use &lt;a href="http://thewritefoundation.org"&gt;The Write Foundation &lt;/a&gt;curriculum with my children and see what I thought. I was excited about getting this curriculum, since there is such a huge emphasis, as there should be, on writing in high school and college. I wanted a great curriculum to help my kids get off on the right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Write Foundation offers three levels of study. The first level is on sentence writing, the second level is on paragraph writing and the third is on essay writing. I chose the second level, &lt;a href="http://http://www.thewritefoundation.org/17_Paragraph.html"&gt;paragraph writing&lt;/a&gt;, because it was recommended for ages 12-15. Samuel is a 13 year old 7th grader and I thought he would benefit from this study. David and Daniel are 9 years old, but I used it with them for a while also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My overall opinion of The Write Foundation is that it is detailed, knowledgable, and organized. Although those all sound like postivies they aren't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a couple of days to go through the material and "get my head around it." There are many instructions to give and follow. I began with all three boys doing the study. After the first week, I allowed David and Daniel to drop out. It was too much for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The note taking at the beginning of lesson one was too difficult for them to follow. This is not neccessariily the curriculum's fault. I don't lecture and they don't take noted in a normal school day. So, note taking was a new process for them and I didn't give them clear instructions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued with Samuel and have seen progress in his writing. I have stumbled my way through the teachers manual, which I think needs to be streamlined a bit. It seems to give a lot of information but not the information that I needeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the curriculum for Samuel has been useful and I will continue to use it to guide his writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Paragraph Writing curriculum for lessons 1-15 is $65 and can be ordered from The &lt;a href="http://thewritefoundation.org"&gt;Write Foundation &lt;/a&gt;. I'm thinking about using the sentence curriculum in a couple of years with Anna. I think it will be helpful, and a great resource to have on hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This review is my opinion as a member of the TOS Crew. I was given the curriculum  in exchange for an honest review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3558531799759194372?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3558531799759194372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/11/write-foundation-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3558531799759194372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3558531799759194372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/11/write-foundation-review.html' title='The Write Foundation- A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-4532099766662352886</id><published>2010-11-07T17:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T17:34:22.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a weekend we've had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday began with the Bulldog Breakfast for the football team and ended with a GREAT win for the team! We are now undefeated in our conference. We are excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning saw us at the dentist, where every child had at least one cavity. Anna, who went 6 years with no cavities, now has two. How is it possible that in 6 months she has 2 cavities? I don't understand. The Beavers came for about 24 hours so we went out to eat and a last-minute hunting trip to Walmart to round out Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the guys went deer hunting aand brought back nothing. Nothing at all. Daniel shot a deer, but they never found it. He is sad, very sad. And we had a bonfire and hayride with the kids Sunday School class that night. I love a bonfire, and this one didn't disappoint. Fun times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a busy Sunday. As they usually are the closer to Christmas we get. And somewhere along the line I lost my extra hour. I need it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Were you so busy you lost your extra hour?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-4532099766662352886?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4532099766662352886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-weekend-weve-had-thursday-began.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4532099766662352886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4532099766662352886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-weekend-weve-had-thursday-began.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8329143243568294973</id><published>2010-10-28T09:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T09:45:29.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Hair Day</title><content type='html'>Last week was homecoming at the high school in town. Everyday the high-schoolers dressed up, wore costumes, dressed as nerds, etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is crazy day at the elementary school in town. Today they are celebrating crazy hair day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are also celebrating crazy hair at the Beavers Academy. Samuel has come to school with Frosty the Snowman hair, complete with mousse and cotton balls. David's hair is standing up with the help of a lot of gel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel came with q-tips strategically placed on the top of his hair and fastened with gel. Anna is sporting q-tips throughout her hair also. She squealed with excitement when she showed us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy hair day was a success at our school. Do you do anything fun at your school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8329143243568294973?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8329143243568294973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/crazy-hair-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8329143243568294973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8329143243568294973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/crazy-hair-day.html' title='Crazy Hair Day'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5571152296572573779</id><published>2010-10-27T17:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T18:10:03.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PG Key Review</title><content type='html'>I found out about the opportunity to review the &lt;a href="http://www.pgkey.com"&gt;PG Key &lt;/a&gt;and was a little bit aprehensive. We had used a type of internet security before and I had been less than thrilled. It had made the internet difficult to maneuver around in and I wasn't impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my computer skills are sketchy and, well, just not very strong so I didn't quite know how I was going to use it and then be able to review it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I was so very wrong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pgkey.com"&gt;PG Key &lt;/a&gt;just plugs into any open USB port on your computer. ( I used one in the back of my tower. Yes, I still have a tower. And no, I didn't know there were USB ports back there. See what I mean???!!!) When I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.pgkey.com"&gt;website &lt;/a&gt; I entered the required information and it began to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I couldn't view my own blog. This caused a bit of distress for me, as you can imagine. But after I went to the website and realized how easy it was for me to set-up approved websites, I was no longer distressed! I simply had to type in www.blogger.com and all blogger blogs were accessible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my children don't know the security code to PG Key, they do not have the same ability to set up approved websites or un-block websites. I am the only one with the code, thus the only one with the POWER!! It really is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to worry about the boys typing in the wrong word in an address and being taken to some filthy, un-fit website. PG Key won't allow it. It has given me great peace of mind. PG Key also allows me to "see" where they've been on the web. What a great tool! It also can help my kids locate a website they visited but forgot to remember. You know what I mean?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With PG Key, I can also set up time limits for each child. How cool is that??!! I wish I was able to do that with their games!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am impressed with &lt;a href="http://pgkey.com"&gt;PG Key&lt;/a&gt; and am pretty sure you will be too. Especially is you are even the tiniest bit computer challenged like me. It's easy to use, and gives great peace of mind as far as my children are concerned. &lt;br /&gt;PG Key only costs $49.95. It can be purchased online or at selected stores. If you have children, make the purchase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a PG Key in exchange for this review. I am an independent reviewer for the TOS crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5571152296572573779?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5571152296572573779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/pg-key-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5571152296572573779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5571152296572573779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/pg-key-review.html' title='PG Key Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3772990467811913380</id><published>2010-10-01T10:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:06:52.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Foundlings: A Review</title><content type='html'>I was asked to review &lt;em&gt;Foundlings&lt;/em&gt;, Book One of the Peleg Chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is historical fiction set in Biblical times at the time of the dispersion of the Tower of Babel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no magic, no humanism, and no evolution in this book. This is something they promote and with good reason. A couple of my boys love to read more than anything and trying to find books that hold their interest, yet don't slam our worldview are hard to find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure &lt;a href="http://www.matthewchristianharding.com"&gt;Matthew Christian Harding&lt;/a&gt; has provided us with a trilogy of books that my boys are going to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about dragons, giants, and noble and honorable men. Men that are determined to do what is right in the face of danger and in difficult circumstances. The kind of men that I want my boys to admire and grow up to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matthewchristianharding.com"&gt;Matthew Christian Harding&lt;/a&gt; has quite a story to tell about himself. He wants to provide literature that will inspire young people to stay true to their Lord Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can purchase Foundlings, the first book in The Peleg Chronicles &lt;a href="http://www.matthewchristianharding.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for just $11.95. Your kids will enjoy them and you will enjoy not having to worry about what they are reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3772990467811913380?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3772990467811913380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/foundlings-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3772990467811913380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3772990467811913380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/foundlings-review.html' title='Foundlings: A Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3736387409424589072</id><published>2010-09-24T06:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:01:26.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schleich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>A Shleich Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TJyJex2pkhI/AAAAAAAAACk/vQAHW6M68gA/s1600/0923102126a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TJyJex2pkhI/AAAAAAAAACk/vQAHW6M68gA/s320/0923102126a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520438405121020434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to review toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.schleich-s.com"&gt;Schleich Inc.&lt;/a&gt; sent us eight animals to play with and then tell you about. The kids loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received a Przewalskis Horse, Donkey, Dartmoor Pony, Swabian Hall Piglet, Asian Elephant Calf, Okapi, Gnu, and a Gnu calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never heard of an Okapi before so as soon as we got the animals out of the box and found out that we had an Okapi we did a little research and found out about this guy. The boys loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;D took it upon themselves to learn more about the Gnu. So, playtime became educational. And really, isn't that what learning is all about?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These animals are beautiful. They are solid and weighty. They can even be played with on carpet. I don't know about you, but my kids don't like it when their toys won't stand up on the carpet. They are also textured and the fine attention to detail is amazing. Each toy is engineered by a craftsman who works on the finest details for up to six weeks. Then each figurine is painted by hand. So, each toy is unique. You are just going to love these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These animals can't be ordered direct from &lt;a href="http://www.schleich-s.com "&gt;Schleich&lt;/a&gt; but can be found in stores all over the country. I know Target sells them and good toy stores will have them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schleich doesn't just have animals. They have knights, cowboys and indians, and get this, Smurfs! Can you belive it? The catalog they sent has eight pages of Smurfs. It's like 1980 all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these &lt;a href="http://www.schleich-s.com "&gt;Schleich products&lt;/a&gt;. Sorry the picture doesn't have all the animals in it. I took it after the kids went to bed and these were the only ones I could find outside of their rooms. I think Anna is sleeping with the pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received these products as a reviewer for TOS, in return for a fair and honest review of the product.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3736387409424589072?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3736387409424589072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/shleich-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3736387409424589072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3736387409424589072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/shleich-review.html' title='A Shleich Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TJyJex2pkhI/AAAAAAAAACk/vQAHW6M68gA/s72-c/0923102126a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1933214658912196017</id><published>2010-09-23T21:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:20:06.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to the president'/><title type='text'>A Presidential Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TJwIx767GQI/AAAAAAAAACc/P-3TBSpZ-I4/s1600/0922101237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TJwIx767GQI/AAAAAAAAACc/P-3TBSpZ-I4/s320/0922101237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520296897240832258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago I gave the boys a writing assignment. They were to write President Bush and just tell him about themselves. I told them that he would not personally read them, but he probably had a system that in return for a letter to him, they would get a letter from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worked. They got nice letters and pictures from the President. And even a Christmas card that same year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David decided in the summer to write a letter to President Bush. I guess he was just in a letter writing mood that day. The letter was good and so I mailed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not all letters are postage stamp worthy. Some letters have bad penmanship, or incorrect spelling and I won't send letters like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, David got this picture from President Bush. It has David's name on it, he thinks that is so cool. The letter was addressed to Master David Beavers. Thankfully, he hasn't expected us to refer to him as Master. The time could come though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a homeschool mom, its always good to know that those extra assignments we give our children really count! They make a difference in the child's life and sometimes make a memory you can frame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me add that the boys did send letters to President Obama. He responded to one of them with a letter that was not on a grade schooler's level of understanding, or even caring. The boys were not thrilled with the response, so no more letters have been written to him. I'll have them write letters to him again as a writing assignment to see if they get a different response, but we'll do that later in the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1933214658912196017?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1933214658912196017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/presidential-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1933214658912196017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1933214658912196017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/presidential-day.html' title='A Presidential Day'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TJwIx767GQI/AAAAAAAAACc/P-3TBSpZ-I4/s72-c/0922101237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1297153692154821312</id><published>2010-09-22T08:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T08:56:30.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Salem Ridge Press Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.salemridgepress.com"&gt;Salem Ridge Press&lt;/a&gt; is a publishing company founded by Daniel Mills, a homeschool graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal of &lt;a href="http://www.salemridgepress.com"&gt;Salem Ridge Press&lt;/a&gt; is to seek out well written books from the late 1800's-early 1900's that teach godly character and high moral values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not to say that all books they publish are Christian books, but they all must conform to the philosphy of the company which is Phillipians 4:8.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Finally brethren, whatever things are true, whaterver things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy- meditate on these things&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received &lt;em&gt;Out of the Mouth of the Lion&lt;/em&gt; as a paperback and two e-books. The first was &lt;a href="http://salemridgepress.com/yussuftheguide.html"&gt;Yussuf The Guide&lt;/a&gt; the other was &lt;a href="http://salemridgepress.com/themartyrsvictory.html"&gt;The Martyr's Victory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books are suggested for twelve years and up. I don't believe that to be exaggerated. The language is difficult to read, although definitions of some of the more difficult words are at the bottom of the page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://salemridgepress.com/outofthemouthofthelion.html"&gt;Out of the Mouth of the Lion&lt;/a&gt; was not a book for my teenage son. Although he would have enjoyed the story he couldn't get past the old world language and the slow beginning of the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two e-books were good reads, but also had hard to understand language and we just really aren't that fond of an e-book printed out on paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do appreciate about &lt;a href="http://www.salemridgepress.com"&gt;Salem Ridge Press&lt;/a&gt; is their commitment to excellence. I know that any book I purchase from them will be approriate for my children. I won't have to worry about adult situations or rude and crude language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those things alone endear me to this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received three books from Salem Ridge Press as a consultant to TOS for an honest review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1297153692154821312?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1297153692154821312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/salem-ridge-press-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1297153692154821312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1297153692154821312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/salem-ridge-press-review.html' title='Salem Ridge Press Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-977563309046541650</id><published>2010-09-16T11:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T11:39:47.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>The joy of homeschooling</title><content type='html'>As a homeschool mom I have some good days and some bad days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the bad days happen when I'm in a bad mood, grouchy, crampy, or am lacking sleep. (The lacking sleep thing seems to be a real problem lately) And sometimes the kids are just bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good days are great days. Everyone gets their work done quickly and quietly.No one fussess, or bugs another one. Those days are a homeschoolers dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best day is when I get to see the light come on in my childs eye. When, after weeks of work, they finally "get it!".  When one of my kids smiles at me, says "I got it!", pumps his fist in the air, or does a little happy dance. Man, those are some great moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Anna had that moment. Last year I didn't work with her the way I should have and she (and I) have paid the price for it. She was terribly behind on her reading. It wasn't her fault, it was all mine, but I had to get her caught up. And fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was reading yesterday and wasn't having to sound out every word, not having to ask me for help to complete a new story, the smile on her face and the light in her eyes was almost too much for me to bear! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment was when I remembered why I homeschool. It was a great moment in time. One that I have shared with all three of the boys and now Anna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the joys of homeschooling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-977563309046541650?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/977563309046541650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/joy-of-homeschooling.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/977563309046541650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/977563309046541650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/joy-of-homeschooling.html' title='The joy of homeschooling'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6184192493058804320</id><published>2010-09-12T11:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T12:00:34.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dilemma</title><content type='html'>I'm having a dilemma of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A selfish dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you a bit about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a blog a couple of weeks ago and the writer said that she worries (like crazy worry) about her husband and children dying and her being left alone. She said she goes to great lengths to insure that if her husband and two children are together in a car, that she is also with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just can't stand the thought of living a life without them in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read the blog I was struck at how far away my thoughts are from hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand the thought of my children being left without me. I try to prepare them as best I can to be pretty self-sufficient. I even teach school as much like they would get at public school as I can, I make them raise their hands, on the chance that something might happen to me and they will have to go to "real school". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have been thinking about this and wondering why I think this way, I've come to a conclusion. I was raised by a terrific mother. I can't think of anything worse then losing my mother. I don't want my children to experience that. Because my mother was so great and the thought of losing her is, well, awful. I have the same feeling about my children losing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a selfish thought. The other blogger was unselfish in her thinking. Or was she? Maybe she was selfishly thinking about how bad it would for her. Maybe I'm not being selfish in my thinking (however I'm pretty sure I am.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the dilemma? Selfish or selfless? Because I'm a sinner I know for sure that I'm selfish. But I don't want anything to happen to my husband or my children. I don't even want to think about life without them. Just writing that sentence makes me want to put this out of my mind. So, I can think the other way. I can think the other bloggers way. It just isn't my first train of thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about you? How do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6184192493058804320?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6184192493058804320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6184192493058804320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6184192493058804320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/dilemma.html' title='A Dilemma'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-562592226514722309</id><published>2010-09-07T10:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:10:22.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a member of The Old Schoolhouse review team I will get to see many different types of curriculum, books, and homeschool helps. But this one could be the best!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I say that and I'm just a month in to reviewing. But I love this product!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MathtutorDVD.com is a company that specializes in raising math grades through teaching dvd's. The dvd's we have watched and learned from are The Pre-Algebra Tutor Volume 1 and The Texas Instruments TI-83/TI84 Calculator Tutor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calculator tutor was one that we didn't have the need for at this time. But, the first disc in this three disc set was so very informative. We learned how to operate the calculator, what the different keys were for and how to use them for various math problems. Great information!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pre-Algebra Tutor Dvd was our very favorite. We have used a math dvd in our homeschool before, but really struggled with it. Being able to see an actual person on the computer screen makes all the difference for us. The Pre-Algebra Volume 1 Dvd begins with real numbers and number lines and advances to the order of operations in an algebraic equation. The example problems that are worked are done in such a way that makes math not seem so stuffy and hard. Which is the way we sometimes view it in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Gibson worked to Texas Instruments, NASA and has a Masters of Science in Physics and Electrical Engineering. But don't let that put you off. His teaching is clear and concise. He is straight-forward in his approach to math and his desire for the student to understand, not just how to solve the problem but why, is apparent in his teaching style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a son that doesn't love math. (I think he gets that from his mother!HA!) But his comments about this product were "I like this guy", "I like the presentation", and "I wish they had one of these dvd's for each subject!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TI 83/TI84 Calculator Tutor is sale priced at $26.99 &lt;a href="http://www.mathtutordvd.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; . The Pre-Algebra Tutor Volume 1 is also sale priced at $26.99 &lt;a href="http://www.mathtutordvd.com/products/item66.cfm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on &lt;a href="http://www.mathtutordvd.com"&gt;this website &lt;/a&gt;are articles written for parents on how to teach algebra, how to teach fractions, and also how to combat the question "why do I have to learn algebra?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are great products. I highly recommend them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the dvd's MathtutorDVD.com also has an online subscription model where for $19.95 a month you can watch ALL the courses right on your computer! This would be great for you if you have children of different ages. They can share the account and watch the subjects that are appropriate for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This product was provided to me for free in return for an honest review as part of the TOS Homeschool Crew. No other compensation was given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-562592226514722309?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/562592226514722309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-member-of-old-schoolhouse-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/562592226514722309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/562592226514722309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-member-of-old-schoolhouse-review.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5656277227500122364</id><published>2010-08-21T15:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T16:01:19.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Facebook. It is one the biggest wastes of time I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I found my first friend in first grade! I was so excited, so I sent her a message asking if she indeed was the person I was thinking of. She sent a message back saying yes she was, and was I the one that was so good in math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no. I wasn't the one that was so good in math. Not even in first grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, over the course of a couple of hours and several messages sent back and forth, she finally figured out who I was. She remembered my hair and my freckles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember so much about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't remember me at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have said her name probably 50 times over the years, and told stories that I remember of the two of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she couldn't even remember me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little sad. Disheartening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was worse is when I realized that people probably remember the stupid things I say or do that I can't recall at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my first friend in first grade can't even remember having to tie my shoes everyday because I hadn't learned yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say you can relate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5656277227500122364?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5656277227500122364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-facebook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5656277227500122364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5656277227500122364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8360343198109165887</id><published>2010-08-18T17:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T17:36:53.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool boutique'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just found the coolest website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my friend Christy told me about it, so I guess technically she found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.....if you homeschool check out &lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolboutique.com/pages/HomeschoolFavorites.php"&gt;the Homeschool Boutique&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have great looking t-shirts for moms, boys, and girls. The Homeschool Princess shirts are too cute. They also have bags, backpacks and an aprons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't ordered anything yet. Because I just found it this afternoon. But, I plan on it. Cute stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was "wear your school colors" day at church. We all dressed in our bulldog blue for the public school in town. We love the bulldogs. We love the teachers at the schools. But Daniel said that we needed our own colors for our school. This just might be where we get our school shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you might like to know about them. Let me know if you order something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8360343198109165887?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8360343198109165887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-just-found-coolest-website.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8360343198109165887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8360343198109165887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-just-found-coolest-website.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1567222892631338080</id><published>2010-08-17T16:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T16:24:45.419-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School is in Session</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our first day of school for 2010-2011. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of 7th grade for Samuel. 4th grade for David and Daniel and 1st grade for Anna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that I started homeschooling when Anna was 4 months old, and now she is a 1st grader! Wow, time does fly right by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have two days of school under our belts and so far so good. We have a schedule we are going by that is really helping things go smoothly. I'm sure I will make some changes to it, but for the first two days of school it has seemed to work pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have to make a trip to the dentist office. I'm not at all happy that I scheduled an appointment during the first week of school, but at least we can get it over with for the next six months! The kids can take their books with them and do the work on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your first few days of school are going well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1567222892631338080?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1567222892631338080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-is-in-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1567222892631338080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1567222892631338080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-is-in-session.html' title='School is in Session'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5384844742790614265</id><published>2010-08-15T20:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:35:21.674-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planner'/><title type='text'>A Homeschool Must Have!</title><content type='html'>You know how when you find out about something great and you can't wait to tell someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have found something every homeschooler should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been homeschooling for six years and wish I had had this all those years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theoldschoolhousestore.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=191_193&amp;products_id=14269"&gt;The Homeschool Planner&lt;/a&gt; put out by The Old Schoolhouse has got to be the most awesome planner ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard of it I was thinking that it was like every other planner I had seen and tried. But, oh! how wrong I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one has all the coolest stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is divided by months, which they refer to as modules. In each module is a calendar, websites for additional resources pertinent to that particular month. It also has e-books to download, recipes, stories and ideas to inhance your homeschool for that month . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the forms. There can't possibly be a form that you need that isn't in this planner. If you need a chore chart, it's there. If you need a Bible reading schedule, it's there. If you need a home improvement chart, or a master grocery list, it's there! And my very favorite list, the TV show reminder list! What a great idea! And so many more and then there are forms just for homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are forms for book lists, book inventory, transcripts, report cards,and many many more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have it in paper form. Just print off any of the 614 pages that you would like to have in your notebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have it on your desktop. Each form can be typed on and you can have computer access to your planner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about being more organized this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go order your &lt;a href="http://www.theoldschoolhousestore.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=191_193&amp;products_id=14269"&gt;planner&lt;/a&gt; now. It's just $39.00. A great bargain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that you got yours. We can compare notes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an independent contractor of TOS and was given a copy of the planner for reviewing purposes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5384844742790614265?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5384844742790614265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/homeschool-must-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5384844742790614265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5384844742790614265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/homeschool-must-have.html' title='A Homeschool Must Have!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2052478980414793158</id><published>2010-07-31T10:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T10:25:30.872-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><title type='text'>A Sale!</title><content type='html'>I love a sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a homeschool sale? Well, is there anything better? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I think not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can receive The Old Schoolhouse magazine for just $9.95 a year! $9.95 a year or you can order two years for just $17.95. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I can hardly stand it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is the LAST DAY! So order today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://campaign.constantcontact.com/render?v=0011yfyIBi0NNpe-qcSkJVhDtbytMUgqfA9u2KF6BcwoBsyhko7bzswBXB5OVaZFxd6YgKPAfVZjaqn6f-ptINiXCAOamN_2kG_X0VogGHHqZhPyOhDneY3g3pDbtu9J-FB5HTG8nygfwbyOAurX2zMufMxxR0d0oF0_9cidKs4X3gxg9Dwn-yAXIzOlgV98W1E4sx9Tm_qc3b4wxAvpUcv6jAnSEAPhjqwjecYSPHq_CTsayJsz46LfAu_l5J12QOxFkIyQ1CYd2aOy1JHYYe6VWrWDWFVy8QPqs2btUyDK5uCNEIZb2UhThNv-uDo7B_qGfSYv5lJZYX4uED49kGrBZGK6YwMUvOL"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2052478980414793158?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2052478980414793158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2052478980414793158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2052478980414793158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/sale.html' title='A Sale!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6868621781491285531</id><published>2010-07-24T10:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T11:25:44.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daniel'/><title type='text'>Daniel vs The Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TEsE27EUP0I/AAAAAAAAACE/IjuruXOxSy0/s1600/0723101429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TEsE27EUP0I/AAAAAAAAACE/IjuruXOxSy0/s320/0723101429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497493111751065410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel fell off of a chair in the dining room and broke his arm. We quickly drove to Little Rock to have it looked at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ended up breaking both bones in his forearm and needing a procedure done to set it. They put him to sleep and made the bone straight again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's now wearing a cast up to his underarm. He's been such a trooper though! &lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of him and his attitude the past 24 hours. Now we'll see how it goes for the next 4-6 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6868621781491285531?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6868621781491285531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6868621781491285531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6868621781491285531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Daniel vs The Chair'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/TEsE27EUP0I/AAAAAAAAACE/IjuruXOxSy0/s72-c/0723101429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-4686930015441395963</id><published>2010-07-21T14:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T08:07:17.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Travel Kits E-Book Review</title><content type='html'>I recently had the opportunity to review an e-book on travel kits. Just having come back from our summer vacation to Disney World, I was anxious to read about what I may have missed out on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is titled, &lt;em&gt;Travel Kits: A Simple Way to Bless Others&lt;/em&gt; by Donna Rees. Its published by &lt;a href="http://thehomeschoolmagazine.com/"&gt;The Old Schoolhouse &lt;/a&gt;( I just love TOS!) and it is full of information for all ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a family that travels quite a bit. In fact, its one of the reasons we homeschool. We love to get up in the morning and decide to go somewhere. We don't go far, usually just 3-5 hours away at a time, but since I know about travel kits I may suggest driving a little further!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Rees begins her book with the basics of what a travel kit is. It is simply a collection of gifts in a bag, or box, or hat, or anything else you can find that you can give a traveling family to help take the boredom out of the trip. After reading the first chapter you can skim the rest of the book for more details on how to bless your family or another family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is full of pictures of travel kits that will make you wish you knew someone going on a trip. There is a section on origami and how to use creative containers for your kits. She has ideas for young children, teens, and even mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this e-book in time to use it for our youth campers at church. We were assigned a camper to make a bag of goodies for. I took my 6 year old daughter with me to shop for fun things for our camper. We bought a notebook and pen for Bible study time and we bought silly string and bubbles for a fun time. We also gave her candy, a puzzle book and her favorite drinks for the ride. Anna loved picking out everything for our camper. And our camper loved the bag full of goodies just for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Rees brings out the fact that homeschooling families are always together and that having a travel kit for each family member could make a trip something to look forward to, instead of just being stuck in a car with the same people that were in the house! And she also includes scripture verses to explain that giving to others is biblical. Even when it seems like we're just gathering items for someones vacation drive, we are cheerfully giving to another(2 Cor. 9:7). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the ideas that are in this book.I'm not real crafty, but making a travel kit doesn't require being crafty, but still made me feel a bit creative.  Ms. Rees does such a great job of giving many ideas and reasons to show kindness to our friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in purchasing this e-book visit &lt;a href="http://www.theoldschoolhousestore.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=334_423&amp;products_id=15670"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. You will be so glad you did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this product free of charge for reviewing purposes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-4686930015441395963?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4686930015441395963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/travel-kits-e-book-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4686930015441395963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4686930015441395963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/travel-kits-e-book-review.html' title='Travel Kits E-Book Review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2847415115998435964</id><published>2010-07-16T10:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:18:43.638-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><title type='text'>A little help</title><content type='html'>Through my years of homeschooling I have met many great women. Some are through with their homeschooling journey, some in the middle of theirs, and others haven't done it very long at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These women have shared their thoughts, advice, wisdom, and laughter with me and I have enjoyed knowing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these great ladies is &lt;a href="http://www.alittlebooknook.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; is the mom of four children. She is funny, beautiful, sweet, caring, articulate, and not afraid to tackle a project. We find the same things amusing, which we get a big kick out of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie has written a &lt;a href="http://www.alittlebooknook.com/2010/07/first-things-first-beginners-guide-to.html"&gt;little guide &lt;/a&gt;that is really great. If you have questions about homeschooling or would just like to remind yourself why you do it, download this pdf file. You'll be glad you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2847415115998435964?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2847415115998435964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-help.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2847415115998435964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2847415115998435964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-help.html' title='A little help'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5694139082973798549</id><published>2010-07-12T20:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:20:29.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Ready or not!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm almost ready for school to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Mardel is having their annual summer educational sale. 20% off! I will be heading that way to pick up a couple of books, a cd and a dry erase board. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a dry erase board, you might ask. Don't you already have one, you might ask. One day last year I lost my cool and threw my dry erase board. Not across the room, not at the kids. But threw it down. Hard. With force. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was embarrassed. I told Stephen and he suggested I get a new one. I opted to keep the broken one. As a reminder of what frustration and anger can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have looked at it for many months. Many months. And I think I now have a handle on the frustration and anger, so I am ready for a new dry erase board. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I get those few things 20% off,(Is it really saving much money when I have to drive 1 1/2 hours one way to save the 20%? I don't know. But I'm doing it anyway)I just have to organize Anna's language papers, and read over some of Sam's history and we will be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for a new school year. Ready for jr. high. (Not that our town has jr. high, but I'm old school.)Ready for 4th grade and 1st grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready or not we start August 16!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5694139082973798549?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5694139082973798549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/ready-or-not.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5694139082973798549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5694139082973798549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/ready-or-not.html' title='Ready or not!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3293005849321945569</id><published>2010-07-06T18:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:37:27.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>A New Start</title><content type='html'>I've made a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should come as a surprise to those of you that know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't make decisions well. Not at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this decision has been a hard one to make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be my homeschool blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a fact. I homeschool my kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't define who I am. I still love public schools. I still love and admire teachers. (Today I took our elementary school principal an orange dreamsicle. She was working outside on this hot day, and I remembered buying dreamsicles from my principle in elementary school. So, I took her one. I like her. We bonded. It was nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although homeschooling doesn't define me, it is what I do. It is my job. (Well, that and cleaning house, but I don't like that job so I don't want to talk about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my 7th year to homeschool. After 7 years you would think I would have all the answers, or at least some of the answers. But sadly, I don't. I still have more questions than answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am going to review curriculum and homeschool products with the &lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/homeschoolcrew"&gt;Homeschool Crew &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Samuel is going to be in 7th grade I decided that I needed all the help I could get, and I think that being able to see and review curriculum for him is really going to help me in this adventure called middle school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still post about my kids, my family, and my thoughts. But if homeschooling turns you off, or disinterests you it won't hurt my feelings if you stop reading this blog. (I lied. It will. But it sounded better to write that it wouldn't!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still be sharing the blog with Abby &lt;a href="http://www.sistersabbyandjulie.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; so please visit us there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for following me on this blog. It's been fun, and it still will be. It will just have more homeschool related posts from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I promise I won't be making my own bread or peanut butter, or cutting my kids hair. Those things do not excite me. Teaching my childern does though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3293005849321945569?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3293005849321945569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-start.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3293005849321945569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3293005849321945569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-start.html' title='A New Start'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5331617179412004344</id><published>2010-06-28T14:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:25:33.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Henry is here!</title><content type='html'>I picked up my nephew Henry yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just precious. He looks like his mom. Those big eyes, and curly hair. Oh My Goodness! That boy will charm the pants right off of ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are loving having him here. Anna is finding out that she has it made as the baby in the family. She is acting-big sister this week, and she has realized that it is a non-stop job. I think she's ready for someone else to take over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby is having a great time. She got a 90 minute stone massage today. 90 minutes!!! Thats ok though. I got 90 minutes of Henry. We're equal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to post pictures this week. So get ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5331617179412004344?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5331617179412004344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/henry-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5331617179412004344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5331617179412004344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/henry-is-here.html' title='Henry is here!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2746936807876704676</id><published>2010-06-18T12:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:05:07.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sbc'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have been to Orlando again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen and I attended the Southern Baptist Convention there. The kids stayed the week with my dad and his wife. They had a great time together. The kids were able to go to church at Bellevue with my cousin Hollye, her hubs Matthew and their daughter Claire. Claire is just about 5 months older than the boys and all of my kids just love her. They spent the night with her two nights and had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy took the kids swimming and to a movie and maybe a little shopping. I think he was surprised to see how much those kids eat. It probably took two weeks of their grocery budget just to feed my 4 kids for 4 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen and I had a great time in Orlando. I always compare the pastor's conference to church camp for adults. Travis Cottrell led worship on Sunday and Monday and it was the best ever. EVER. Casting Crowns sang Wednesday night. We heard great preaching. I mean great preaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We so enjoyed our time together. But it is nice to be back home. With my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would see moms with their children and it made me want mine so badly. It was good to see them again and to have all of our little family together in one van again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are off to the pool! Woo-Hoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2746936807876704676?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2746936807876704676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-have-been-to-orlando-again-stephen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2746936807876704676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2746936807876704676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-have-been-to-orlando-again-stephen.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5122212894396078109</id><published>2010-06-06T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:03:20.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Sunday, Bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>After one of the busiest weekends I've had in quite a while, this morning I woke up early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a pounding at church for our new youth minister and his wife. I love a pounding. It's a chance for the church members to bring household items for the couple. Mostly food and cleaning supplies, or money. A pounding is one of my favorite ways for a church to show its love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... I had to get up early to make 2 dozen sandwiches and guacamole. Because not only were we pounding them, we were also providing lunch for the church. I just love a church get together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... While making the guacamole early this morning, I was having trouble getting the seed (or is it called a pit?) out of the guacamole. So, instead of hitting it horizontally with the knife I hit it vertically and the knife went straight through the seed and into my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yelled for Stephen. He came and put pressure on it while I tried not to throw up. For some reason it made me nauseous. After the bleeding stopped and we made sure I had feeling in all of my fingers I finished the guacamole and preceded to get every one's clothes pressed and myself dressed for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked with a nurse at church and she said it wouldn't need stitches. And then I got an ex-paramedic to put clean it and put some steri-strips on it to close the wound. ( I really wanted to use gaping as an adjective but decided to keep it real instead!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just tell you that my hand hurts?? It hurts, and its been over 12 hours. But, if you don't know me, you don't know that my pain tolerance isn't very high(no comments Daddy!) My fingers are swollen and I think they maybe a little purple! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't panic. Everything is just as it is supposed to be. I can still move them and I am typing this with both hands. Its just that this is my blog and I decided to tell you how it really is. And it really hurts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Enough of that. So, have you ever cut yourself with a knife? My sister has, I'll have to tell her to post that one on the sisters blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5122212894396078109?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5122212894396078109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-bloody-sunday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5122212894396078109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5122212894396078109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday, Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1480855149507733992</id><published>2010-06-03T08:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:10:38.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna'/><title type='text'>A Big Pool Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a big day at the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna jumped off the diving board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after about 20 minutes of me dog paddeling in the deep end while she stood on the diving board with her floaties on. I finally got out of the pool and while the lifeguards dog paddled in the deep end, I grabbed her arm and pulled her off the board into the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she continued to jump off 5 more times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling her since she was three, that the floaties she was wearing would keep her from going under water. Every year she decides to ignore my wisdom and stay in the shallow end of the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is having a big time in the deep end. She told me the other day that her "floaties will keep me from going under water!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where she had heard that before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think of what wisdom I listen to for years before I actually head it. And then seeing what I missed out on for so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another first happened at the pool yesterday. We all got sun burned. We applied sunscreen, but I guess those pesky little rays of sun got through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friend Christy brought me do-nuts to the pool. Do-nuts? Really? She spoke my food love language! Thanks Christy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1480855149507733992?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1480855149507733992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-pool-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1480855149507733992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1480855149507733992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-pool-day.html' title='A Big Pool Day'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3210037238565436444</id><published>2010-06-02T08:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T08:48:22.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had to go back to Little Rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about getting an apartment there. HA! Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new van had to have the tires rebalanced. Did I tell you we got a new van?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did. We love it. We are getting used to a couple of things it doesn't have that our old van had, but all in all we love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it took them an hour and a half to fix the tires. I had all the kids with me. And they are good kids, but finally I had to go tell the service dept that I had to go! They told me it would be just a few minutes. They were right. IF it had been much longer, we would have had to steal a car off of the lot. Even I can only be good sitting down for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we got home from Little Rock we went to the pool. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to a Relay for Life meeting and baseball practice. Samuel made the All-Star team again this year. That boy just loves baseball. He practiced in his white ball pants last night. When he got home, they were brown. I don't know how many times I will have to wash them before they come clean. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day. I love good days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3210037238565436444?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3210037238565436444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/tuesday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3210037238565436444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3210037238565436444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6019647421176424620</id><published>2010-05-31T08:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T09:05:52.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>This weekend was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Stephen took the boys to play golf in Pine Bluff. Anna and I went shopping and then went and picked them up. We got there just in time to see all our guys walking down the 18th green. It was a sweet picture. They had a good time, despite the heat. And Stephen makes them walk. I think because he had to walk at their age! Payback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Anna, Daniel and I went to Little Rock to see Abby, Randall and Henry. We ate lunch at the Purple Cow and enjoyed time together. I'm trying to get Henry to call me Mama. Abby hates it, so out of respect for her I have now changed it to Mama Juju. One of these days its going to sink it to that cute little head of his. And when he sees me he's going to yell out "Mama Juju!" I just can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went to church. We had great services with people saved! Who would have thought that could happen on a holiday weekend! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Stephen is at the grill and smoker. He is lovin' every minute of it. The kids are counting down the minutes until the pool opens. But first we are going to the memorial service at the town square. Samuel and the Boy Scouts are leading the flag ceremony and David and Daniel are going to wear their cub scout uniforms (and get a badge for it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a great Memorial Day! I thank God for allowing me to be born in the USA and to have the freedoms that I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6019647421176424620?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6019647421176424620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-recap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6019647421176424620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6019647421176424620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-989780050622204086</id><published>2010-05-28T14:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T14:17:48.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Days 5,6 and 7</title><content type='html'>Friday was our first day at Magic Kingdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all we thought it would be. Disney music was playing, people were happy, Mickey ears were everywhere. It was grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there about 45 minutes early. My mother-in-law rented a motorized scooter for the day, which was just great. I wish I had gotten one for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, again, rode all the rides we wanted to without any long lines. Just fyi, a long line to me there was 45 minutes. We saw characters, got to ride the teacups and Dumbo, so Anna's trip to Disney World was made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to Hollywood Studios. We again rode all the rides we wanted to, but for some reason we didn't ride them twice. I would love to ride Rock N Roller Coaster again. That was the best ride ever for me. I'm just sick I didn't ride it twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we ate at Ohana. It was recommended by Hollye and man was she right! This is not a restaurant for a vegatarian. I have never seen so much meat in my life. And I've never seen David eat so much shrimp either. That boy scarfed down a dozen shrimp and that doesn't count the steak, pork and turkey he ate. It was soo very good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen and I are thinking about making reservations there when we go back to Orlando for the convention in a few weeks. Thanks Hollye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to church at FBC Orlando. It was great! I was worried that we would be standing in lines at Magic Kingdom since we didn't get there early enough to ride first, or to get fast passes for the big rides. But, you know, God doesn't dissappoint. We didn't stand in long lines, and didn't miss out on anything we wanted to do. God is good. Lesson from Sunday is go to church on vacation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday Samuel misplaced his backpack with his crocs and camera in it. Daniel still couldn't find his camera from Tuesday. So, now we had no pictures of our Disney trip! I know I don't post pictures much (hush Abby Jo!), but no Disney pictures was just too much for me to handle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been calling Disney lost and found to see about Daniel's camera but they didn't have it. We went to City Hall at Magic Kingdom to see if Sam's bag had been turned in, but they didn't have it. So, after dinner and before the fireworks we went back to see if they had it. And they did!!! YEA!!! Sam's camera found!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home Tuesday afternoon and were cleaning everything out of the van we found Daniel's camera. It had been there the whole time. We had looked for it, but it was not to be found until we came home. Oh well, at least we found it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Disney recap is done. Aren't you glad? But I'm not through yet. I have a "Best of" list coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-989780050622204086?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/989780050622204086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-56-and-7.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/989780050622204086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/989780050622204086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-56-and-7.html' title='Days 5,6 and 7'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7403976549193360950</id><published>2010-05-28T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:07:23.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Vacation Days 3 and 4</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday we headed to Epcot. It was our first day at a Disney World park. I was prepared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Hollye is a Disney expert and after many emails I had a plan. We got to Epcot 30 minutes before they opened and were one of the first in line. It was so exciting. I talked to Hollye on the phone and I think she and Matthew were as excited as we were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the park opened we rode the rides we wanted to ride without a wait! We had a great lunch and enjoyed our day so very much. There wasn't a big crowd, it was a great first day. We had dinner at a revolving restaurant while Chip &amp; Dale, Pluto and Mickey walked around. The kids loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we went to Animal Kingdom. I didn't ride any rides at this park. But the kids and Stephen did. The kids rode the water ride by themselves. Stephen and I were no longer needed to ride with our kids. It was a bittersweet moment for us. After all the years of having our kids attached to us, they were riding a ride without us. Sad, but exciting!! We enjoyed the safari and the Lion King show. We were done with Animal Kingdom by around 3:00 so we went back to the hotel and swam and did laundry. We had been gone 4 days and we needed some clean clothes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we ate with some relatives of mine that I hadn't seen in 14 years. We had found each other on facebook but they had never seen my kids. We had dinner together and had a good time reconnecting with each other. I hope we don't go so long without seeing each other again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days 5,6,and 7 are next, probably later on today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7403976549193360950?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7403976549193360950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacation-days-3-and-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7403976549193360950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7403976549193360950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacation-days-3-and-4.html' title='Vacation Days 3 and 4'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6464480733860678717</id><published>2010-05-27T13:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:03:59.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daniel'/><title type='text'>Vacation Days 1 and 2</title><content type='html'>Still no pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush up Abby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will begin to tell you about our vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left bright and early on a Monday morning, drove to Florida ate dinner with our friends who were vacationing there, played in the sand a bit and then went to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left not so bright and early Tuesday morning. Our drive would be shorter so we didn't have to leave as early as the day before. We drove and drove. And then we saw Walt Disney World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen our faces. (and if I had pictures you could!) We were excited, and relieved that our time in the van had come to an end! Hallelujah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked in to our hotel that seemed to be bustling with Disney excitement. Everyone was so friendly and helpful. We got to our rooms and the towels had been made to form Mickey ears. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Downtown Disney to eat supper and do a little browsing. That place is great. Like Branson Landing on Mickey steroids! This is where Daniel asked me, "Do you know where I put my camera?" I told him I did not. The rest of that story is to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to the hotel and a swim. The kids decided they wanted to swim in the baseball pool (shaped like a baseball diamond, but also like a square! some of the magic wore off after the traveling.) They made a friend from Nebraska. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we went to the room, and went to sleep. I was ready for the next morning. Epcot here we come!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6464480733860678717?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6464480733860678717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacation-days-1-and-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6464480733860678717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6464480733860678717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacation-days-1-and-2.html' title='Vacation Days 1 and 2'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3941544852513603984</id><published>2010-05-26T14:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:46:00.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're back and we're pooped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time and as soon as I get my thoughts in order I will share them with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm doing laundry. Fun times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3941544852513603984?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3941544852513603984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-back-and-were-pooped-we-had-great.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3941544852513603984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3941544852513603984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-back-and-were-pooped-we-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1850419258735381088</id><published>2010-05-15T12:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:31:30.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Books and a Ballgame</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Anna and I headed north. Well a little north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Searcy to the Homeschool Convention. I just love Searcy. The people are nice, the shopping is good and eating isn't bad either. It's such a nice town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lunch with my friend Kim. Kim and I have been friends for about 8 years. She has prayed for me and seen prayers answered. I have watched her ministry grow and seen her do some great work for the kingdom of God. I love her and it was great to get to spend a little bit of time with her over a yummy chef salad at the Cookie Basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Anna and I headed to the convention. I always go to this convention with my list of books I need for the next year. And then I get there, and I see all kinds of other books and curriculum I hadn't thought of and then my mind gets so full of information it almost explodes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always work the used book sale so that I can shop the sale first with the other volunteers. It is definitely worth my time to volunteer when I see the money I save by getting to shop early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't leave until about 8:30. Stephen called and he and the boys were at a Travs game in North Little Rock so Anna and I stopped there. By the time we got there it was the 6th inning. Parking was free and so was admission. A free baseball game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed getting to watch the boys brush off the bases between one of the innings though. Stephen said it was funny and the boys loved getting to be on the field. They have always signed up to do the games between the innings but this is the first time they've been picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game all the kids got to run the bases. I wish I had videoed Anna. She was so cute flying around those bases in her hot pink flip-flops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get home until about midnight. Today we have a wedding to go to and hopefully we can get to bed at a normal time tonight. I have a feeling it will be the last time until we get back from vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1850419258735381088?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1850419258735381088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/books-and-ballgame.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1850419258735381088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1850419258735381088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/books-and-ballgame.html' title='Books and a Ballgame'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6232253233981932561</id><published>2010-05-13T08:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:55:48.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook 5/13/10</title><content type='html'>For today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside my window...it looks like a cloudy day. I'm hoping the sun will shine this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...that I need to get this house in order before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...Nancy's surgery being over and praying that it is a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...Third grade is over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...cinnamon toast and cheese toast for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...blue capris, red t-shirt and socks. House clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...havoc????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to Disney World!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...Breach of Trust, its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying...that Nancy's surgery was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...the movie "Gone Fishin'". Have you seen it? It has Danny Glover and Joe Pesci in it. Not one ugly word, no nudity. And so very funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...backpacks are being packed for the trip, clothes are being packed, and curriculum for next year is being decided on. Tomorrow is the homeschool convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...The Kindle case I got for Mother's Day. Love.It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...Homeschool convention tomorrow, Jeremy &amp; Becca's wedding Saturday, church Sunday, leave on Monday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybok.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6232253233981932561?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6232253233981932561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/daybook-51310.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6232253233981932561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6232253233981932561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/daybook-51310.html' title='Daybook 5/13/10'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2253046656461657263</id><published>2010-05-12T16:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:03:52.342-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School is Out!!</title><content type='html'>Yes! School is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I should just say third grade is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindergarten and sixth grade are still rocking on. Anna loves to do worksheets. Who am I to disappoint her? She will continue to do school probably through June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel is wanting to begin his 7th grade year as soon as possible. And possible will probably be when we return from Disney. I'm all for it, if he is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on just going with the flow with him. If he wants to work on school then I will let him. If he wants to take the summer off that is fine too. I don't plan on devoting a lot of time to school this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know the only thing I plan on devoting a lot of time to this summer is the pool! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I am making the last minute plans and packing for WDW, I am also cleaning out the third grade books out of the school room. I can't believe Daniel and David are going to be fourth graders. Where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Anna is out of kindergarten? I never have to teach kindergarten again? Thank heavens for that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you glad school is out too? Are you breathing in the summer air with expectation and excitement? Or are you just glad you don't have to worry about school ever again? Either way, Congrats on a successful year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2253046656461657263?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2253046656461657263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/school-is-out.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2253046656461657263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2253046656461657263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/school-is-out.html' title='School is Out!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-959461203164488455</id><published>2010-05-10T10:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:42:18.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>A list</title><content type='html'>Good grief! It has been a while since I've posted anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I like to tell you a story too much has been going on so I must make a list to keep things concise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We are in the middle of baseball season. David is playing right field. Daniel is playing left field and are both hitting pretty good.  Samuel is playing catcher, or as they say in south Arkansas back catcher. He is hitting pretty good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We have been having car troubles for over a month now. The truck is really in trouble, and has been in and out of the shop for many weeks. As soon as we got the truck to a place where it could be out of the shop for a while, the brakes on the van started grinding and had to be fixed. Thankfully we have a great mechanic in town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Saying all of that. We looked for a van over the weekend. We had prayed about it and had a number that we could spend. The first dealership was just sad. Sad. The second dealership we fell in love. The third dealership, I was sent to by myself, and failed miserably. So we went back to the second dealership hoping for a deal. But no! We drove home in our van, stains on the carpet and all. But I just heard from Stephen and the dealership has called today. Maybe we'll make a deal afterall. Who knows!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mother's Day was good. All the kids got me cards that were so funny I laughed outloud. David's was real wordy, he said he got it for me because he knew I liked to read, and because he likes to read. Daniel's said I was a 24/7 mom and he was glad because if not he would be doing 5-10. Funny, just like him. Samuel's was to his mommy and talked of me giving baths, and naps. He so wants to always be my baby. Anna gave me a homemade card that she had made at a neighbors house. So sweet. I didn't get breakfast in bed. I just couldn't stomach the idea of what they would do with peanut butter, tartar sauce and A-1, because that is just about all we had in the pantry! So when I heard them in the kitchen, I hurried in to tell them I was already up. Saved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We are headed to Disney soon. I have kid clothes stacked in my bedroom ready to be packed, snacks and drinks ready to be divied out. We are ready. 7 more days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Please be praying for Stephen's mom this Thursday. She is having brain surgery. It sounds awful, but will out-patient. Her birthday is Friday and we all leave for Disney on Monday. Pray for a healing and a speedy-quick recovery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And since I just told you when I will be out of town, please don't break into my house and steal all of my treasures. I wouldn't be happy about that at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    More to come! I really like to blog, but sometimes I get overwhelmed with what to share. It seems like I want you to know so much but can't get all the stories out of my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Have a great Monday. It's a rainy one here, so I shall clean my house or maybe go pickup a new van!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-959461203164488455?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/959461203164488455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/959461203164488455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/959461203164488455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/list.html' title='A list'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2831742655691223674</id><published>2010-04-30T10:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T12:26:38.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Disney Bound!</title><content type='html'>The countdown has begun. We have a chalkboard in the kitchen that we change each day to reflect the number of days until we leave. As of today it says 17!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing last minute research and planning this week. Trying to decide which attractions to see, and which rides to ride is a job! Cousin Hollye has helped me so very much. I'm sure I will be burning up her email account the next few days. She is just so knowledgable and eager to help. And I am so needy and helpless. We're a fine pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few people have asked why we can go to Disney now and we couldn't go a few years back. The answer is simple. Focus on the Family, AFA, and the SBC lifted the boycott on Disney when they began making more family-friendly movies and tv shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are glad! But not as glad as Stephen's parents. I think they want to go to Disney more than any of us do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be in prayer for Stephen's mom. She is having surgery the Thursday before we leave that will hopefully relieve her of pain she has experienced for 8 1/2 years. &lt;br /&gt;Pray that the surgery is successful and the recovery is quick so that she can enjoy herself while at Disney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll keep you updated on all things Disney!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2831742655691223674?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2831742655691223674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/disney-bound.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2831742655691223674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2831742655691223674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/disney-bound.html' title='Disney Bound!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3824171954784366868</id><published>2010-04-29T08:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:06:58.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>It's Daybook time!</title><content type='html'>I know, I skipped a couple of weeks with the daybook. Birthday week was last week, and well the week before? Well, it was the week before birthday week. That is the only excuse I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...a sunny beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...on James chapters 1-4. He tells it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...my children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...capris!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...moving into our first house. (Our new youth minister is moving, thats why I'm thinking of such.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading...The Wounded Healer, but I just finished A Promise to Remember, and it was great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...to get something clean today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...getting myself straightened out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that...my kids are LOUD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words...James 1-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...Strawberries. I don't know where they came from and I don't know what I'm going to do with them. But I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...School is winding down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3824171954784366868?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3824171954784366868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-daybook-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3824171954784366868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3824171954784366868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-daybook-time.html' title='It&apos;s Daybook time!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3052316548975412889</id><published>2010-04-25T08:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:54:22.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daniel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 9th Birthday Daniel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? You are 9 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you went to bed last night, you said "eight was great, but nine is fine!" I think you are going to love being nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still so funny. You love to play jokes on people and see them laugh. I enjoy watching you plan how to make people laugh. But telling people I'm 80 isn't really funny. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third grade has been good for you. You've done well in all of your subjects. I'm proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still enjoy cuddling up with me. I know it will soon pass, so I try to enjoy every moment. You like to help me around the house. Thanks for being so ready to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad God chose me to be your mom. I love you!!! Happpy Birthday Daniel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3052316548975412889?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3052316548975412889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-9th-birthday-daniel-can-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3052316548975412889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3052316548975412889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-9th-birthday-daniel-can-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2956420394896355621</id><published>2010-04-25T08:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:48:04.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday David!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned 9 yesterday. It's hard to believe that so much time has passed since the very first time I heard you cry, and the very first time I saw your sweet little face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years old. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a voracious reader. You take a book everywhere you go. It doesn't matter if we are just going to the church, you still have a book with you for the two minute ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also writing your own book. I can't wait until you finish and I can read the final version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a sensitive spirit and kind heart. You don't like to cuddle as much as you used to, but you are 9 afterall. I guess that just happens as you get older. Oh well, I'll be sure and snatch a cuddle from you as often as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have done great in school this year. Third grade hasn't been too tough for you. You're such a good student. You make my job easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad God chose me to be your mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dave!!! &lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2956420394896355621?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2956420394896355621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-david-you-turned-9.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2956420394896355621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2956420394896355621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-david-you-turned-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-247319372822461001</id><published>2010-04-21T12:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:06:45.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna'/><title type='text'>One down, Two to go</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we celebrated Anna's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated from the time she got up to the time she went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is our tradition to open presents as soon as you wake up. Anna likes to sleep late, so everyone was up and waiting and Anna was snoozing away in her bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she woke up (because her daddy was yelling across the house, "ANNA!! WAKE UP!!" She really didn't have much of a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she came out of her room she was met with hot pink streamers hanging from her door frame(also a tradition). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened presents and then got to eat the breakfast of her choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then put her new curtains up and her new comforter on her bed. She was excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Papa came in time to eat lunch with us and then she opened presents again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys had ballgames last night so after the games, we headed to the mexican restaurant for supper and some birthday entertainment. Anna did not disappoint. When she found out that Daniel had told the waiters it was her birthday, she cried a "real" cry and insisted that they NOT sing to her or make her wear the hat. She just got the free dessert. Which really is the better deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went home and had birthday cake. Forget the fact that bedtime is 8:30 and that we didn't get home until 9:20, and birthday cake wasn't eaten until 10:00. She had a great day and enjoyed all the birthday wishes from my facebook friends, and our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to repeat this again this weekend. Friday is D&amp;D's party and Saturday is their actual birthday. Then, I can concentrate on Disney!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-247319372822461001?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/247319372822461001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-down-two-to-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/247319372822461001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/247319372822461001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-down-two-to-go.html' title='One down, Two to go'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-695280492345539066</id><published>2010-04-20T10:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:17:18.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Anna!</title><content type='html'>Today is Anna's 6th birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://sistersabbyandjulie.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-anna.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for my birthday post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-695280492345539066?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/695280492345539066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-anna.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/695280492345539066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/695280492345539066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-anna.html' title='Happy Birthday Anna!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7694380145222063536</id><published>2010-04-10T16:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T16:56:08.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>A blissful Saturday</title><content type='html'>It has been an absolutely beautiful day in southern Arkansas today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept late and when I awoke I reminded myself that I had beaten all of my children and my husband at bowling last night. Yes, me! I won a game! I never win a game. Especially one that requires physical ability. But the skills I learned in my college archery/bowling class came in handy last night and I beat them all soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good feeling this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to buy baseball pants and other a sundry items for the sport. After spending 60 on said items we headed home. We were going to eat lunch out, but I decided it would be best if we just ate groceries we had already paid for. Stephen would be so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I spent a couple of hours on my patio with a coke and my Kindle. The kids were running around the yard having a good time, and I enjoyed watching them. It was a wonderful Saturday afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm off to cook dinner and prepare for tomorrow morning. Re-read my Sunday School lesson and iron clothes. Tomorrow will be one of those long days at church. The youth are having a lunch and a pie/sweets auction after morning worship and tomorrow night is our monthly potluck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our church. We have such wonderful people that do great things to insure that Gods love is shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7694380145222063536?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7694380145222063536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/blissful-saturday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7694380145222063536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7694380145222063536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/blissful-saturday.html' title='A blissful Saturday'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6289578062033184771</id><published>2010-04-07T09:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:59:27.095-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook April 7, 2010</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...pollen, pollen everywhere. Everything is covered with a layer of yellow dust. I have to put my Kindle in a zippie bag so it doesn't get covered. I hate to think what we are bringing in from outside on our skin and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...school is almost over, just another month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...children that learn well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...capris, Red Wolves t-shirt, and socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...this time 9 years ago. Just days before D&amp;D were born and this time 6 years ago, days before Anna was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to buy baseball pants. 3 pair. Really???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading...the first book in the Sophie Trace series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...that it rains and washes the pollen away, but not until I've gotten a chance to sit outside for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...birthday parties &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that...Samuel is almost as tall as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...nothing so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...just the normal things. Laundry, dirty carpets, kids running around, and school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...time with friends. I enjoyed yesterday so much, spending so much time with different friends was just what I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6289578062033184771?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6289578062033184771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/daybook-april-7-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6289578062033184771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6289578062033184771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/daybook-april-7-2010.html' title='Daybook April 7, 2010'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8834345321993655108</id><published>2010-04-05T08:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:36:59.216-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/S7oRpRDfEUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Irv5GfvsGTg/s1600/23516_378784821781_593231781_4199493_1514315_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/S7oRpRDfEUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Irv5GfvsGTg/s320/23516_378784821781_593231781_4199493_1514315_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456693299163107650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter morning began with a egg hunt in the back yard. Its the only time my kids hunt Easter eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, we have never made a big deal about Easter egg hunts, so they don't even know to expect them. I know most families hunt eggs all day and even the days before Easter. We are not one of those families. One time and thats it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father-in-law went to the store for breakfast while I got lunch ready. I had inadvernatly forgotten to buy anything for Easter breakfast. I made sure I had everything for lunch and supper but nothing for breakfast. Oh well, my kids are used to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got dressed and looked so nice. I took pictures with Samuel's picture. A couple of pictures of the kids all together and then a picture of me with each one. Samuel requested that he get a picture of just the two of us, he said we hadn't done that since 2006. Surely it hadn't been that long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post a couple of the pictures, but I can't find the cord to the camera. My old printer used to have a slot for my memory card, but now I have a new swanky printer and no memory card slot. We also are a one car family for a few days (well, it has actually been over a week) while the truck gets fixed and today I'm homebound while Stephen is making hospital visits. So, there won't be any pictures today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you're shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right before we left for church. I mean, right before we left. Daniel ripped his pants. On Easter. What are the odds of that? So, Daniel got to wear jeans! I was so proud he had a clean pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your Easter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8834345321993655108?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8834345321993655108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8834345321993655108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8834345321993655108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHfTyMeaGPE/S7oRpRDfEUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Irv5GfvsGTg/s72-c/23516_378784821781_593231781_4199493_1514315_s%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8264284656831872672</id><published>2010-04-04T08:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:45:14.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Up from the grave He arose!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Jesus is alive and well and wants nothing more than to have a relationship with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8264284656831872672?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8264284656831872672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/up-from-grave-he-arose-our-jesus-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8264284656831872672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8264284656831872672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/up-from-grave-he-arose-our-jesus-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7555439573851358198</id><published>2010-04-01T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:34:33.196-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this last year and loved it. So, I decided to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote from Amy Carmichael...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If a sudden jar can cause me to speak an impatient, unloving word, then I know&lt;br /&gt;nothing of Calvary's love. For a cup brimful of sweet water cannot spill even&lt;br /&gt;one drop of bitter water, however suddenly jolted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it speaks to you. But I was reminded of how awful my Jesus was treated and how He didn't speak an unkind word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I was reminded of how I am treated, and how it can't be compared to being beaten, and mistreated the way Jesus was. And how I am so quick to speak an unkind word, or sigh an unpleasant sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we never gloss over the Crucifixion and may we never lose the excitement of Jesus' glorious resurrection!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7555439573851358198?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7555439573851358198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-found-this-last-year-and-loved-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7555439573851358198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7555439573851358198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-found-this-last-year-and-loved-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2214867793773422942</id><published>2010-03-30T17:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:12:48.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen'/><title type='text'>Hair and husbands</title><content type='html'>I got my hair colored, high-lighted, and cut today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a while since I've had my hair done. Before Christmas. The girl that does my hair has had some health issues lately so I've just gone around with long, gray hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not all gray, but a lot gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she turned me around today to look in the mirror I looked like me!  Oh, it was like going to a therapist. She made me look like me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling hip, cute, and young again, I went and picked up Stephen at work. He knew I had just come from getting my hair done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got in the van, looked at me, and said "so, how's your hair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to join me in rolling his office Wednesday night after church?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2214867793773422942?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2214867793773422942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/hair-and-husbands.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2214867793773422942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2214867793773422942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/hair-and-husbands.html' title='Hair and husbands'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7248044326982758163</id><published>2010-03-29T19:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:43:58.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read several blogs daily. One that I read faithfully is written by a mom of triplets. She writes every night, so usually before I go to bed I check to see what wisdom she has decided to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is wisdom most days. The way she acts out her faith is a challenge to me. No, I don't know her personally, but I'm pretty sure that she is the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, over the last year and a half she has talked about a friend that has cancer. He was a young guy, early thirties, married, no children. He and his wife worked tirelessly with Young Life. They had devoted their lives to this. And they loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogger would write about his battle and the faith that both he and his wife held to during their most trying times. She would share a link to his caring bridge website, but I decided to not get involved in that. I didn't want to have to think about that. (I know, real christian of me, I know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today her friend died. They had been praying for a miracle. Over the last few weeks I had been praying for a miracle for him. We didn't get the miracle that we asked for, but he is with Jesus tonight, and that is a miracle in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read many comments that were left for he and his wife today. And let me just say that I was moved to tears. Tears. Daniel even came in and asked if I wanted him to call Stephen and tell him that I was sad. Such a sweet kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogger, and the couple, lived in the moment. They didn't stay bogged down in the disease and the pain, and the inconvenience. They instead, chose to live out their faith. They didn't waiver, they never posted any pity party posts. They stood strong, asking for a miracle and knowing that it may not be granted. And it wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, oh the faith they showed. The love of Christ they showed to any that would read and listen was unbelievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to go down the road they were on. But if I have to, I prayed today that I go through it like they did. What a beautiful testimony of Gods love and faithfulness to His people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves you. He loves you when you screw up, when you yell at your kids, when you speed down the road, when you want to run away from it all. He loves you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question the last few days has been Do I love Him like that? Am I in love with Jesus? Or do I just speak words? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Him!!! And I want to show it! How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7248044326982758163?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7248044326982758163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-read-several-blogs-daily.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7248044326982758163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7248044326982758163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-read-several-blogs-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7094001281705496564</id><published>2010-03-28T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:14:35.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you just couldn't wait to find out what I did this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lead such an exciting life that you want to lead vicariously through me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. That is why I've decided to share my weekend with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, the kids made a volcano. They were so excited, as was I. We exploded not one but three volcanos. I wish you could have heard them squeal with delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen and the boys went on a boys scout campout Friday and Saturday. Well, Samuel stayed until Sunday since he is the "real" boy scout of the family. So, that left Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was beside herself with anticipation. She couldn't wait for the boys to leave. When they finally did leave she yelled "We're free!!" Too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate mesican(as she says it) and as we were finishing up a couple of our friends came in, another mom and daughter, sat with us and while we ate dessert they ate their dinner. It was a nice girl time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then came home and watched a movie and then crawled in bed together. That was a first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Anna woke up Saturday morning she looked at me and said "Its girl day!!!!!" So, after she took the longest bubble bath in history, we went shopping and to McDonalds for lunch. I never thought having a girl could be so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Stephen and I went to dinner with our deacons. Not everyone showed up, but we had such a good time with those that did. I love the people of our church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I went to church and heard a great sermon from my Lord through my husband. I was so proud of him today. He didn't hold back, he preached the word of God and people will be changed because of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good weekend. Hope yours was too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7094001281705496564?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7094001281705496564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-recap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7094001281705496564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7094001281705496564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2884178824727143292</id><published>2010-03-25T21:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:20:38.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook 3/25/10</title><content type='html'>Its Thursday night at 9:30 and I'm finally getting around to posting my weekly daybook. I can only blame it on spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...darkness, but it was a pretty day today. At times stormy looking, but nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...about D&amp;D's birthday party. They will be nine in a month. A MONTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...my husband. He has done the nicest things for me the last couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...jeans and a sweater. I seem to dress better when I do this at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...my day. Its been a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to bed soon. But first I must drink a cold can coke and eat a candy bar(and I wonder why I'm the size I am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading...Deadlock by James Scott Bell. I like it so far!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...to finish my week strong tomorrow. I just have one more closet to clean out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...nothing. Is that good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am noticing that...my kids are getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pondering these words...Is this band-aid bad? The question really should have been is this bad enough for a band-aid. But, its a pretty good question the way he said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...dirty dishes in the sink, clean dishes in the dishwasher. I have no plans on changing that until the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...winter clothes out, spring and summer clothes in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...my new shirt that goes with my long black dress. YAY Stephen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2884178824727143292?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2884178824727143292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-32510.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2884178824727143292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2884178824727143292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-32510.html' title='Daybook 3/25/10'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6623470991078202622</id><published>2010-03-24T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:15:33.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><title type='text'>Spring Break lunches</title><content type='html'>It is Spring Break in Arkansas! Woo-Hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had decided not to take a spring break this year, work the kids through it, but it turns out I like spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered back to my 9th grade year. I can remember running through the halls on the Friday before spring break, so excited! I have no idea what I did that spring break, I know I didn't go anywhere, but I guess I was ready to have me some 14 year old fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I've decided to take each one of the kids on a one-on-one lunch. Just me and one of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was David's day. He chose Subway. He had a BLT and some bbq chips. We had a good time talking and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was Daniel's day. He chose the bbq restaurant in town. He had a BLT and fries. Strange that they ordered the same thing at two different restaurants isn't it. This twin thing is really weird! We also had a good time talking and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Samuel's day. I'm not for sure where we are headed to, but I know we will have a good time. We always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing for spring break?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6623470991078202622?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6623470991078202622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-lunches.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6623470991078202622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6623470991078202622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-lunches.html' title='Spring Break lunches'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5572198252950406315</id><published>2010-03-17T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:38:26.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>March Madness</title><content type='html'>For the last 7 or 8 years our family has filled out individual March Madness brackets and hung them on a wall in our home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we have children that are ages 8 and 5 right now. And yes, we have filled out brackets for them since they could talk. It is quite fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen would sit each child on his lap and tell them the names of the teams, and which ever name they repeated would go on their bracket. Fun times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the results of all of our years of bracket-making are, but I'm sure Samuel and Stephen have beat us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided this year to let you know who our final four are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel&lt;br /&gt;Kansas vs Kansas St&lt;br /&gt;Baylor vs West Virginia&lt;br /&gt;Kansas St vs Baylor&lt;br /&gt;Baylor wins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;br /&gt;Kansas vs Syracuse&lt;br /&gt;Kentucky vs Baylor&lt;br /&gt;Kentucky vs Baylor&lt;br /&gt;Kentucky wins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;Tennessee vs Syracuse&lt;br /&gt;Temple vs Duke &lt;br /&gt;Syracuse vs Duke&lt;br /&gt;Syracuse wins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna (get ready this was a fun one!)&lt;br /&gt;Kansas vs Minnesota&lt;br /&gt;Wofford vs Sienna&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota wins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie &lt;br /&gt;Kentucky vs Louisville&lt;br /&gt;Kansas vs Syracuse&lt;br /&gt;Kansas vs Louisville&lt;br /&gt;Kansas wins!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5572198252950406315?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5572198252950406315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-madness.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5572198252950406315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5572198252950406315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8540784698154647797</id><published>2010-03-16T10:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T10:20:19.686-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook 3/16/10</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...A sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...That I never want to model at a fashion show again. I do not have my Mawmaw's genes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...Friends that I can laugh with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...Nothing made with milk. We've been without milk since Saturday night, I guess I should go buy some before our bones become brittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...blue knit capris and a sweatshirt. Its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to sit on my back patio today and soak up some sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...I just finished a book last night, and haven't had time to start a new one today. But I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...that we will be able to take some days off of school for spring break next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...The Price is Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...Lots of little things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...the smell of a birthday cake candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...Lukas's Eagle Scout ceremony tonight, AWANA tomorrow night, Brittany's wedding rehersal and wedding Thursday and Saturday and I hope Winter Jam Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomasdaybook.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8540784698154647797?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8540784698154647797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-31610.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8540784698154647797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8540784698154647797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-31610.html' title='Daybook 3/16/10'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5124283884410746913</id><published>2010-03-12T09:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:29:58.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you seen the new Kleenex commercials? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They start off so sweet with pleasant muic playing. The mom is taking care of her grown-up child and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music stops and the child gets out and goes to another mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He PICKS another mother!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the kind of day we've had at this house.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that my kids want to pick another mom today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How aobut you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5124283884410746913?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5124283884410746913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-seen-new-kleenex-commercials.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5124283884410746913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5124283884410746913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-seen-new-kleenex-commercials.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8222100169212219233</id><published>2010-03-10T11:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:40:30.228-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook 3/10/10</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...sunny and warm. I can't wait to go outside.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...that time away from my children does NOT make me a good mother.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...The sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;From the learning room/dining room...School as usual&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...homemade pizza for supper&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing....jeans and a gray long sleeve t-shirt and socks (of course!)&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...chalkboard plates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am going...to my room to fold clothes&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...Off the Record. A Christian fiction book, that for a change, I'm enjoying!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...that I can get rid of the clutter in this house.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...the washer and dryer&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...kids are cleaning their rooms&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...frozen waffles with butter and syrup&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...Contiune to get this house in shape and see Mom, Abby and Henry this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your Wednesday is a special one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8222100169212219233?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8222100169212219233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-31010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8222100169212219233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8222100169212219233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-31010.html' title='Daybook 3/10/10'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7024044143801740700</id><published>2010-03-09T09:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:25:19.516-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The week we moved to this town a few people dropped by to see us in the evenings. (We love drop-in guests)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them was our across the street neighbor. She bought a cake and friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family fell in love with her. She has done countless good things for us. Countless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also cuts hair and, not to brag, but my hair looks better than ever. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the opportunity to take her to the doctor the other day. And we had such a fun time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We endured a doctors office visit. Which I must say was more fun with a friend. I've never taken a friend to a doctors appointment before, but I think I will the next time. Who knew you could have such fun in the exam room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we got to have a girls lunch. Oh, I really love a girls lunch. There isn't anything quite like laughing and sharing together over salad, coke and pasta. Really. Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I took her to the Boy Scout Store. Yes, there is such a thing. One of the ladies that works there is over the top nice. It's a good thing, because when I walk in that store I lose all focus. Its as if I've walked into another world. The Boy Scouts world. I would rather walk into the Target world, or the Belk world if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we headed home. It was such a good day with a great friend. I'm glad I got to spend my day with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7024044143801740700?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7024044143801740700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-we-moved-to-this-town-few-people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7024044143801740700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7024044143801740700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-we-moved-to-this-town-few-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7844145882237151143</id><published>2010-03-08T00:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:59:55.534-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As with anything, being a preachers wife has its ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced some real downs recently but yesterday I experienced an up day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For absolutely no reason except that this particular woman felt love for me, I was blessed. She loved me in spite of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with her family as soon as we moved here. I even remembered their names from the very first time we met. Which is very unusual for me. They are a sweet family full of love for the Lord, one another, and other people that God puts in their lives. I am fortunate and honored to know them. They will never know how their encouraging words, smiles, and love have often taken a cloudy day and turned it into a sunny one for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God put us together yesterday. It isn't what she did that reminded me of her sweetness as much as it was the way she did it. She was kind and sweet and full of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has made me desire to be an unexpected blessing to someone today. How about you? Can you be a blessing to someone today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7844145882237151143?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7844145882237151143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-with-anything-being-preachers-wife.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7844145882237151143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7844145882237151143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-with-anything-being-preachers-wife.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-4268799966476186674</id><published>2010-03-04T10:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:35:32.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Curling, A Chore?</title><content type='html'>I love a list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to mark things off of a list. In fact sometimes I add things to it that I've already done just so I can mark them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only one right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Monday I made a list. Not my best one ever. Nothing lofty on this list. Here's a sample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;         clean refrig&lt;br /&gt;                  hang and tag clothes for DDG&lt;br /&gt;                  mop floors&lt;br /&gt;                  sweep garage&lt;br /&gt;                  take clothes to a&amp;e's&lt;br /&gt;                  hang Samuel's shelf&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now Thursday and I have marked one thing off the list. Just one thing. I haven't even added anything to mark off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it isn't that I haven't done anything this week. Because I have. I really have. Just nothing list worthy I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'm on a mission to complete my list. I will do it. I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The one item I completed? Mopping. Its my new favorite chore. It reminds me of my new most favorite Olympic sport-Curling. You should see me go. I think I could take that girl from Canada on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make lists?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-4268799966476186674?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4268799966476186674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/curling-chore.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4268799966476186674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/4268799966476186674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/curling-chore.html' title='Curling, A Chore?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5504855087785242786</id><published>2010-03-03T13:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:26:02.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A Doughnut Obsession</title><content type='html'>I am a Krispy Kreme fan from way back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we would go to Pensacola on vacation we would always stop at Krispy Kreme for doughnuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Krispy Kreme made its appearance in Memphis. Whenever we were there we would get more than enough for the two of us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the hot doughnut sign is on they give you a free one. Sometimes you have to drive around the block a couple of times before the sign comes on, but its worth the gas! The hot ones just melt in your mouth! I often forget I ate one because I didn't even have to chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend Cindy told me about the ice cream filled doughnut. I haven't ventured from the glazed and the occasional chocolate (which, strangely, I'm not a fan of.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled it isn't filled with ice cream but something like birthday cake icing. Oh sweetness! I couldn't finish the whole thing. But it was so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cindy had never been inside a Krispy Kreme store. I couldn't believe it. She had never seen them made. And she wasn't the least bit excited to watch the process. She just wanted a doughnut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Krispy Kreme fan? Which is your favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5504855087785242786?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5504855087785242786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/doughnut-obsession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5504855087785242786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5504855087785242786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/doughnut-obsession.html' title='A Doughnut Obsession'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7803044777091547648</id><published>2010-03-02T08:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:07:46.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook March 2, 2010</title><content type='html'>Outside my window... a cloudy day but the weather people say its going to get warmer this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...that when I'm in a bad mood, my childrens moods reflect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...my mom and sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...it is a mess in there. I really need to get in there and do some cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...scrambled eggs for breakfast and stroganoff for supper. Lunch? who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... you really don't want to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to get in a better mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...Daring Chloe. I don't reccommend it, but like last week, I'm almost finished with it so I will persevere.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... Today I'm hoping that the mocha brownies in the Pioneer Woman's cookbook are as good as they look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing... pencils being sharpened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...Stephen is building shelves in the garage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...a clean house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: Just cleaning really. Stephen's parents are coming this weekend so I probably need to do a little cleaning for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7803044777091547648?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7803044777091547648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-march-2-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7803044777091547648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7803044777091547648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/daybook-march-2-2010.html' title='Daybook March 2, 2010'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6043277497876877746</id><published>2010-03-01T19:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:20:51.601-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have banished myself to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? you ask. Because Stephen and the kids are watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never watched the movie. Thankfully Stephen has and knows when to change the channel before any inappropriate parts are shown. The boys are eating it up. I think they just like to laugh with Stephen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna is right in there with them though. I think I've lost her for the night. She had taken to calling me "my Julie", but now its just mom. Sad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you doing tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6043277497876877746?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6043277497876877746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-banished-myself-to-office.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6043277497876877746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6043277497876877746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-banished-myself-to-office.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2112884006219224141</id><published>2010-02-27T20:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:36:40.500-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend I celebrated my BFF Cindy's birthday with her in Little Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her birthday was in December but this was the first time we were able to get together and spend the weekend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her husband the week of her birthday to make sure that a weekend away was ok with him. And it was. And he bought her Christmas presents accordingly. Gift cards and luggage! What a guy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Friday and met at lunch time. So we flipped a coin to decide lunch. El Chico ( a long-standing favorite of ours) or Olive Garden (where we have lunch now as grown ups.) Cindy flipped it and it landed on tails, so El Chico it was! Good stuff. And we caught up on everything that had gone on in my life since the last time we saw each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were off to the mall. We shopped and shopped and shopped some more. We tried on clothes and laughed. It was so much fun! We bought a few things, she used a gift card or two, and then we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the hotel, got an upgrade and enjoyed an appetizer in the lounge before we headed to Bonefish. This we also flipped for. Bonefish was tails, PF Changs was heads. Tails it was! We had an hour wait at Bonefish, so like good girls. We went shopping and found pretty much the best deals of the weekend at Belk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the movie, but they didn't have a 9:00 show. Crazy! So, we headed to JCPenney. Then to the hotel to watch tv and plop down on the cushiest, whitest, softest beds. It was so comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept until 8:30! I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast at Krispy Kreme. There was no need to flip a coin for this one. I have only tried their glazed and their chocolate do-nuts. But today I ventured out. I got an ice-cream filled do-nut(which is not filled with ice cream, but something like cake icing. Which is DELISH!) and a sour cream do-nut. Oh my goodness. Why have I waited so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some more shopping and buying. Old Navy, Target, Barnes &amp; Noble. Then lunch. It really wasn't necessary that we eat lunch. We had just eaten do-nuts but we are girls and we like to eat. So, heads-Purple Cow, tails-Mimi's Cafe. Tails it was. And we were so glad. It is such a girly kind of place. We had a great waiter and took the only picture of the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time. I'm so glad we got to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2112884006219224141?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2112884006219224141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-weekend-i-celebrated-my-bff-cindys.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2112884006219224141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2112884006219224141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-weekend-i-celebrated-my-bff-cindys.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8727422123209006968</id><published>2010-02-22T11:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:33:34.038-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook</title><content type='html'>Daybook for February 22, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... a cloudy day but I'm insisting on thinking of it as sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...that a trip to Piggly Wiggly might be better than a trip to Walmart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...my children. They are treasures from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...trying to get SOS science loaded on this computer for the twins. I am so NOT a good techie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen... Betty O's chicken kiev tonight. Can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... gray sweatpants and darker gray fleece. At least I match today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to price and label spring clothes for duck duck goose this week. I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading... Talk of the Town. I don't really like it, but my Kindle says I'm 64% of the way done. I hat to quit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... for a spring like day this week. I think we need a picnic at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...trash being gathered up and taken outside. I love having boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...not much going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...today it is the computer and my access to the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: complete the ministers wives blog, and pack for my weekend trip with Cindy. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8727422123209006968?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8727422123209006968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/daybook_22.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8727422123209006968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8727422123209006968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/daybook_22.html' title='Daybook'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6628231236887342533</id><published>2010-02-17T21:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:39:53.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily doses'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday night at church I noticed that Daniel's jeans had a hole in the knee. This is his only pair of jeans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, David and Daniel are different sizes. Well, not sizes so much as the cut of the jean has to be different to fit each one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day I had to go find him a pair of jeans. I tried our local resale shop (that I love) and they had NO jeans. So, we headed to our nearest town with any kind of retail stores to find jeans. The poor thing tried on jeans at Walmart, Sears, and JCPenney to no avail! He probably tried on 20-25 pairs of jeans. Size 8,9,and 10. Bootcut, relaxed, loose, straight, skinny straight(which was defintely a NO!), husky and regular. We left with no jeans. Why is it so hard? Right now the only jeans that fit are Gap and Old Navy. So, we will be driving a little bit farther in the next couple of days to buy jeans. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is not what I wanted to tell you about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the mall today in our nearest big town and our nearest big town is known far and wide for its crime. So much so, that I carry my money, phone and keys in my front pocket and not in my purse if I am shopping so if my purse is stolen nothing else will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the mall over an hour, trying on jeans and walking from one store to the other. When we walked out of the mall to the parking lot, I looked at the van, I had gotten a front parking spot, and the sliding door was open! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "guys, the door is open!"&lt;br /&gt;Samuel said" I know I closed it!"&lt;br /&gt;I said " I know it was closed!"&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can think of is that when I hit the lock button on my key ring ( I usually hit it 3-4 times) I must have hit the door open button and then the lock button. All the closed doors were locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 2 Nintendo DS's, my Kindle, 5 coats, a GPS, and a brand new vacuum cleaner still in the box in the van. I was scared to death. We got to the van, and everything was there. EVERYTHING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it. God must have put extra angels around and in that van while we were in the mall. I must work those angels overtime, who knows what stupid stuff I do that I don't even realize. I was so thankful to God for watching over me and my stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was, when I was driving off the parking lot I looked at my leg and saw what looked like a dead bug or something. I shooed it off of my leg and kept driving. When I stopped to order food at the drive-thru at Wendy's I looked at my steering wheel and there was bird poop on it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bird had flown in the door and pooped on my steering wheel and then flew out of the van???!!!! How strange is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow won't be this eventful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6628231236887342533?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6628231236887342533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-night-at-church-i-noticed-that.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6628231236887342533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6628231236887342533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-night-at-church-i-noticed-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-375765576061615428</id><published>2010-02-16T14:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:02:52.643-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought I would say this but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen gave me a Kindle for Christmas and all I've done since December 25 is read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read when I cook, fold clothes, exercise, ride in the car, or am just sitting watching tv or waiting for something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read 3 "real" books since Christmas but the other times I have read from my Kindle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are 53 days past Christmas and I have read 12 1/2 books on my Kindle and 3 "real" books. Not to count the samples of books that I have also read on my Kindle. I've read several of those, probably 9-10. And they are each a chapter or two long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its taking me about 3 days to read a book, but considering I have 4 kids, a house to clean (HA!), meals to cook, and school to teach that isn't too bad. Because a couple of those books were just s l o w. But I was determined to finish them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I'm just tired of reading. And I have 17 books on my Kindle that I haven't read yet. UGH! I can't stand it. I can't stand having an un-read book. It's like having dirty clothes, they must be washed. These books must be read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many free books at Amazon which is why I have so many books yet to read, and why I have read so many. I love Christian fiction, and almost all the books I've read are that. With the exception of a couple. So, I'm going to give you a few of my favorite books so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Can Still Wear Cute Shoes... by Lisa McKay            *****&lt;br /&gt;Peculiar Treasures...Robin Jones Gunn                     *****&lt;br /&gt;Who Stole my Church...Gordon MacDonald (A must read for church members!) *****&lt;br /&gt;Monday Night Jihad...Steve Yohn                           *****&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I have also downloaded the Economic Report of the President. I don't think I'll read it, but I've never owned a copy of the budget before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you suggest I read?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-375765576061615428?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/375765576061615428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-never-thought-i-would-say-this-but.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/375765576061615428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/375765576061615428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-never-thought-i-would-say-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-6309682289431823423</id><published>2010-02-14T16:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:27:10.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Love-the memory</title><content type='html'>Did you know that this is the same calendar year as the year 1993? And the year 2004?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this because those are special years in my life. 2004 was the year Anna was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1993? Well that is the year I got engaged and married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 13, 1993 Stephen is home from college and we are going on a date. He asked me to make reservations at Tommy's Seafood (thank you FB friends for reminding of the name of the restaurant. We both felt pretty dumb!) I did. I got a manicure and wore my favorite black dress that my friend Annie had made me. The jacket was a little low cut. And the skirt? Well, it was pretty mini. He and I both loved that outfit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed into the restaurant only to find out that they had no record of our reservation. No big deal, they made room for us. Stephen had my Bible in his hand, I didn't exactly understand but who was I to question? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime during the dinner, (neither of us can remember when it happened? Was it before dinner, after, during, we don't know. How lame are we?) he gave me my Bible and in it he had written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Julie, &lt;br /&gt;We counted it joyful when we faced trials. We have learned patience through the testing of our faith. Now let us be mature and complete. May we never forget what got us here so that we will not lack anything. beginning with your answer to the question, Will you marry me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried. I said yes. And the couple sitting next to us congratulated us. It was sweet and tender and ABOUT TIME!! No, just joking, it was the right time. Not to late, not to soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life verse is James 1:2 Count it all joy. Stephen knew this and proposed using the verses from that chapter. We had them read at our wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to my house, his house, my aunts house, his aunts house, and showed off my ring, and well, just talked about us. It was a great night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Sunday. Our pastor announced from the pulpit that we were getting married. I like to think the congregation clapped but I don't know that for sure. But I remember it that way in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a walk after lunch that day and decided on a wedding date. 6 months from that very day. August 14, 1993. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he left for school, I cried and got a fever blister. It was ugly and I made sure to get some medicine to prevent that from happening again over the next 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still try to celebrate Valentines Day big. We used to go away for the weekend. Now, we just get a babysitter and eat somewhere where we can spend a lot of money on good food. This year, Samuel was our babysitter. It was strange, but it felt good to leave our oldest child to watch our 3 younger children while we went and celebrated the weekend that meant so much to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-6309682289431823423?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6309682289431823423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-memory.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6309682289431823423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/6309682289431823423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-memory.html' title='Love-the memory'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-549197573250220191</id><published>2010-02-11T20:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:17:33.064-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Review 2</title><content type='html'>Samuel is going to be a 7th grader next year. I am trying to get all my ducks in a row as far as curriculum options are concerned. But as soon as I start thinking about jr high and high school I break out in a cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got this e-book called "Help Lord, I'm Getting Ready to Start Homeschooling my High Schooler" from The Old Schoolhouse Magazine I was excited. (They always offer such great resources.) And after reading it I am no longer in a cold sweat. Still a little nervous but I have a peace too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 15 homeschool parents that have written about their high school homeschooling experiences. Each story is filled with sweet words of wisdom. Nothing preachy or condescending, but loving words of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a compilation of encouraging home school stories. Most of them shared of their struggles and then their successes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved these parts. It made me feel like I was part of a community. Sometimes I get so discouraged in the home school adventure. This book was like a bright light at the end of a dark tunnel.(Can you tell what kind of day I was having?!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The different writers talk about their special needs children, their children that excelled quite easily and their children that struggled at young ages and then "caught on" later on in their school careers. It is full of scripture verses that will remind the reader that parenting (and teaching) your child is a noble calling from the Lord and is one to be taken seriously. But is also one that you are not alone in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't have a high school student in your home read this book. It will encourage you to keep on. It will encourage the mom with young children and the mom with teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be put off by the illustrations. It seems like it may just be a cute little book full of not much, but it is packed full of nuggets of truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it, read it, and re-read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help Lord, I'm Getting Ready to Start Homeschooling my High School Student" is published by The Old Schoolhouse Magazine and is a little over 100 pages long. Also included in the book is a list of websites and resources that offer information on various topics discussed throughout the book. Visit www.theoldschoolhousestore.com and get this e-book. You'll be glad you did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-549197573250220191?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/549197573250220191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/review-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/549197573250220191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/549197573250220191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/review-2.html' title='Review 2'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8728735650348052329</id><published>2010-02-10T10:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:53:29.027-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>A book review</title><content type='html'>I'm going to do a couple of book reviews in the next few days. Well, really today and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know I homeschool my children. I've been doing it for six years now and don't know how long I'll continue. All I know is that for this year and next year I will teach my kids at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought that it didn't define who I am but I've noticed that it has. I am a mother who homeschools. Good or bad. Pretty or ugly. Like it or hate it. It is me. I am it. Oh My!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's book is an e-book which simply means you can download it, print it out and it is yours to keep. I love an e-book, I usually keep them saved on my computer and have a printed copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is called Molly's Money Saving Digest. It's the January 2010 edition and its published by The Old Schoolhouse Magazine and has several contributing writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly's Money Saving Digest is full of tips on how to save money and be a bit frugal. It begins with a recipe. I was pleasantly surprised. I wasn't expecting a recipe and this one looks easy enough for me. Samuel loves to cook, so I have given it to him to try. And the step-by-step pictures are pretty good and very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also quite a few worksheets that can be printed out as well. There are a few for budgeting but my fave was the clothing inventory sheet. Why have I never thought of this before? I can tell this is going to be HUGE in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also included in this months edition is a weeks worth of menus with a shopping list. And the cutest, cheapest decorating tip. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where my children are concerned it had a great art project for my younger kids and a hands-on check-writing lesson for Samuel. I realize that he will probably NEVER have to write a check and will only use debit cards when he gets older, but I think it is important to teach him the basics. (I've also taught my kids how to use a telephone with a dial! I know, I'm odd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this e-book and found it a helpful and useful tool for my day-to-day life. I bet you will too. Visit www.econobusters.com and see what all Molly has to offer. Its a great blog and the montly digest editions are just $4.95. What a deal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8728735650348052329?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8728735650348052329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8728735650348052329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8728735650348052329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-review.html' title='A book review'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7482825414967269368</id><published>2010-02-08T14:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T14:40:41.169-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Daybook</title><content type='html'>It is Monday and I'm actually posting a daybook. I can't believe it is happening. The planets must be aligned just right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daybook 2/8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...rain, gloom, and more rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...it isn't really fair that every other member of my family is experiencing snow and me, the one with 4 kids, isn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... HEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...the smell of a birthday cake candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...a cute black knit jacket and pants with a turquoise shirt underneath. Must say, it brightens my face on this gloomy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...snow days from days gone by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to basketball practice tonight. Not for me, the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...The Apothocary's Daughter ON MY KINDLE!!!Love.it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...for snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...the sound of the garbage truck. Thank God for the garbage truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...messes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...the vacuum cleaner I borrowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans I have for the week... Valentines day presents need to be bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I have the correct list for the daybook. So I just took the ones I likes and left the ones I didn't. It's the way I roll!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7482825414967269368?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7482825414967269368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/daybook.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7482825414967269368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7482825414967269368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/daybook.html' title='Daybook'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8200631654687552810</id><published>2010-02-05T09:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:06:12.631-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I went out with 4 other preachers wives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most fun. We laughed, were moved to tears,and just had a great time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running late yesterday. The kids and I had done school, gone grocery shopping, and had a lot of fun with the homeschool group. After putting up the groceries I had a couple of people to visit with. And that made me late to pick up my fellow PW Melissa. She thought she had gotten all dressed up for nothing, but alas I showed up and we headed off in the dark rainy night to eat with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't anything quite like a girls night out. My kids don't understand it, I don't think Stephen does either. But it doesn't matter, I understand it and I LOVE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8200631654687552810?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8200631654687552810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-night-i-went-out-with-4-other.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8200631654687552810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8200631654687552810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-night-i-went-out-with-4-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8492464827682942520</id><published>2010-02-04T09:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:38:48.007-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><title type='text'>A few un-faves</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I listed my faves. Today a list of my not-so-faves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* alarm clocks&lt;br /&gt;* bills (not Bill a person, but bills that I have to pay)&lt;br /&gt;* stop lights&lt;br /&gt;* 1-ply toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;* sloppy joes&lt;br /&gt;* being misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;* facebook requests&lt;br /&gt;* fractions and decimals&lt;br /&gt;* being so far away from my family&lt;br /&gt;* a cluttered garage&lt;br /&gt;* frustration&lt;br /&gt;* sibling rivalry (I don't understand why it is called that. It should just be sibling ugliness)&lt;br /&gt;* flower-y shirts&lt;br /&gt;* smacking&lt;br /&gt;* sharpening pencils&lt;br /&gt;* unpainted toenails (only on women, men please don't paint your toenails!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange list. But I can be a strange person at times. This is one of those times!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8492464827682942520?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8492464827682942520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-un-faves.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8492464827682942520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8492464827682942520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-un-faves.html' title='A few un-faves'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2973608918323173707</id><published>2010-02-03T09:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:38:08.628-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><title type='text'>A few faves</title><content type='html'>A list of some of my favorite things! I know you're excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a cold can coke&lt;br /&gt;* the number 8&lt;br /&gt;* having a daughter&lt;br /&gt;* sit-coms&lt;br /&gt;* receiving a text from a friend&lt;br /&gt;* clean sheets on my bed&lt;br /&gt;* having twins that love each other&lt;br /&gt;* a chocolate doughnut for breakfast and one for a snack&lt;br /&gt;* Sunday night church&lt;br /&gt;* preachers wives&lt;br /&gt;* girls lunches&lt;br /&gt;* having a pre-teen son in the house&lt;br /&gt;* a husband who not only loves me but loves the way I look (despite the weight gain)&lt;br /&gt;* jeans&lt;br /&gt;* sleeping late&lt;br /&gt;* Jesus. I mean, really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2973608918323173707?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2973608918323173707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-faves.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2973608918323173707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2973608918323173707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-faves.html' title='A few faves'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8606536286736214299</id><published>2010-02-01T15:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:25:20.902-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna'/><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>As a parent there are many milestones that we await anxiously for our children to meet. &lt;br /&gt;Sleeping through the night, the first step, the first word and being potty trained. And as they get older we look forward to other steps. Learning their numbers and ABC's, going to school, losing a tooth, and accepting Christ as their Lord and Savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today Anna met a milestone. She learned how to ride her bike. The boys all accomplished this a little earlier than Anna, but we also worked with them more than we have her. (And when I say we I mean Stephen) Today the twins and Anna were at the gym with me while I walked. The boys had taken their scooters and Anna insisted on bringing her bike even though she didn't know how to ride it. I told her I wasn't going to help her with that today. But she was determined to take it. Stephen came to say hi while we were there and Anna yells "hey, look at me!" we turned around and there she went. Riding her bike, on her own, with no help, and she didn't crash. Stephen and I were amazed. How did this happen? We don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a milestone met! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others now to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;Learning to drive, first date, graduating, going to college, graduating, moving away, getting married, having children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We await all of these anxiously. We are so proud of our children and know they will do great things. Today I'm most proud of Anna. Who, because of her stubburn will, can ride her bike!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8606536286736214299?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8606536286736214299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/milestones.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8606536286736214299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8606536286736214299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-8959471751007293963</id><published>2010-01-26T09:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:36:52.802-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past weekend the kids and I headed out on a little trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry and Mom were having a little party. A Sip &amp; See. A new southern tradition where you invite friends to come see the new baby and sip a drink while doing so. It was at Mom's friend Genia's house. She is such a terrific hostess. I mean that woman goes all out! The food was delish, her house was beautiful, and that party was just perfect. There are pictures &lt;a href="http://www.sistersabbyandjulie.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out I wasn't really invited to the party, but was so glad they let Anna and I attend anyway. I got to see so many special people. People that have played important roles in my life. It was a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Abby and I went shopping. Just a wee bit of shopping, but enough to satisfy our need for a sister shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday the kids and I went to church. We sat up in the balcony, because thats where they always want to sit. When Anna and I were walking up the stairs to the balcony alone. She said she thought we weren't supposed to be doing that and we were probably going to get in trouble! I assured her if we got in trouble, I would be the one in trouble, not her since she is just 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... As I stood in the balcony during the song service (because at GABC they don't let you sit while you sing, I guess Keith thinks we are all in the choir!)I looked around at the people. The choir and sanctuary was full of my old Sunday School teachers, parents of my friends, my old friends, people that poured themselves into my life and made me a better person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also walked past many people that I knew that didn't know me. I would say hi, and they would smile and say hi but with no ounce of recognition in their voices. Those people also were so good to see. I saw people that were church staples. You know the ones that are always at church, in the same pew. It was good to see them still there, singing praises to God and worshiping Him. Although the look and feel of GABC isn't the same as it used to be, all those people are still going to church. Do you know why? Because they love the Lord. That is what it is all about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have gone through a rough couple of years at church. Things have changed, the music is louder, the dress is casual, the preaching is different. But the Lord is being worshipped and praised at that church. The method may be a little different, but the God is the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad to be there. I got teary. I leaned down to Samuel (I won't be doing that much longer, that boy is getting tall!)and told him that I hope when he is an adult that he can go back to FBC Star City and look around the congregation and see people that poured themselves into him to make him a better person. And that he will be able to see people that helped make him a better Christian, and a lover of the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my question is, Who are you pouring yourself into? Are you making a difference in someones life? Are you someone that others look at with fondness because of what you did for them? Are you the person that can always be counted on to be in the same pew every Sunday? &lt;br /&gt;Or are you the person that has decided that you've served your time, you've taught VBS and Sunday School and now you think you should rest and stop serving? Is that what God wants for you? Does He want us to stop serving because we've done it for 20 -30 years? I don't think so. I pray that we will all find a place to serve, a place to make a difference in someones life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-8959471751007293963?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8959471751007293963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-past-weekend-kids-and-i-headed-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8959471751007293963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/8959471751007293963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-past-weekend-kids-and-i-headed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5808882193397295591</id><published>2010-01-22T09:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:09:38.849-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a little hesitant about spilling my guts here on this great blog of mine. I don't know who all reads it, which is okay. I kind of like the anonymity of it too. It gives me a freedom to write more of a journal type blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only journal I keep. I'm sure that years from now my children will be glad to know that I was hooked on tv and loved a cold coke in a can! Those will be revelations I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't know who you are I will share a little about what has been on my heart the last few days. I won't use names or specifics, just generalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were friends with a couple a few years ago. They had a son one of our kids age and we enjoyed watching them play together. We shared the same beliefs and values. We often thought that if we were any closer we would get together more. We found out yesterday that she has left him and their child. We were shocked into silence. We are in unbelief. And so is the husband. We have invited them to come and spend some time with us soon. I hope they do and that we are able to minister and give them love and hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend of mine is wanting to get pregnant so badly. We thought there might have been success and sadly this was not the month. I ache for her. She is already a great mother and I'm excited to enjoy her pregnancy with her when God sees fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another friend who is no longer talking to me. There are many factors to this story that are to difficult to go into, but none that directly involve her. So I'm confused by this turn of events. I asked her if I had done something to make her mad and she said she couldn't think of anything and seemed like she didn't understand what I could possibly be talking about. Yet, she still doesn't talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like for anyone to not like me. I hate it when people aren't happy with me. And I'm currently in a situation where I'm not sure who likes me and who doesn't. Can I tell you about the stress level in this body of mine? Too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you please pray for the top two situations? They are in need of prayer for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a lighter note, I have errands to run and I need to walk today too. I sure hope I get those things done!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5808882193397295591?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5808882193397295591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-little-hesitant-about-spilling-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5808882193397295591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5808882193397295591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-little-hesitant-about-spilling-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-2652809325965786009</id><published>2010-01-20T09:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:25:19.982-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog friend &lt;a href="http://www.apreacherswife.com"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt; has written a book for preachers wives.I can't wait to get my hands on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have followed her blog for quite a while and was honored to meet her when she came to Arkansas to lead a women's conference that our association held in August.(I wont' tell you that I left her at the airport and I had gotten her there just late enough that she missed her flight. I was terribly embarrassed but she said she enjoyed the down time. I'm going to believe her and not feel bad anymore!) She is the cutest, funniest, sweetest person. She has a love for the Lord, and a love for her husband and her church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book would be a great gift for any preachers wife. You can go &lt;a href="http://www.lifeway.com/cuteshoes"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and enter your preachers wife in a drawing to win a book, $100 at DSW (Shoes, people!) and $125 for a spa day. Does it get much better than that? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go. Enter your preachers wife. She is an invaluable part of your preachers life. She is the one keeping the home fires burning, the one that pushes her husband out the door when he is tired of being slammed against the wall at every turn for proclaiming God's word, the one that needs her church family's support and love as she probably lives far away from her family. Go ahead enter her, or just buy the book for her. She deserves it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-2652809325965786009?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2652809325965786009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-blog-friend-lisa-has-written-book.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2652809325965786009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/2652809325965786009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-blog-friend-lisa-has-written-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-387980707186607120</id><published>2010-01-19T19:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:15:34.721-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>I love TV</title><content type='html'>Have I told you how much I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have discovered The Office just recently and we look forward to watching re-runs every night. Tonight it will be on for four hours. Four hours! I can't wait. I adore the looks Jim gives the camera, the sweetness of Pam, and the absurdity and hilarity of Michael Scott. Stephen and I laugh and laugh at that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol is back on. Tonight it is on for two hours, at the same time as The Office. I'm not sure where my loyalties lie. I wish I had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 24 has returned. If ever there was a hero on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, it would have to be Jack Bauer. That man can do more in 24 hours than I can think of. Stephen wasn't able to watch it last night and I want to talk to him about it so bad, but he doesn't want to until he watches it on &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know if I can wait, I might just have to tell him all about it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you watch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-387980707186607120?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/387980707186607120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-tv.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/387980707186607120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/387980707186607120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-tv.html' title='I love TV'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5726503889298165574</id><published>2010-01-16T21:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:07:55.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Your help in all things Disney was just what I needed. Thank you so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to stop on here and let you know that. Last night D&amp;amp;D had a cub scout lock-in and I didn't get much sleep. Between the heater in the gym cutting on and off every other minute (no joke!), boys running around when they should have been sleeping, and me sleeping in a chair there not many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zzzz's&lt;/span&gt; caught! We have been in Little Rock shopping today and are just now getting home. I'm going to bed now. More later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5726503889298165574?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5726503889298165574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you-thank-you-thank-you-your-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5726503889298165574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5726503889298165574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you-thank-you-thank-you-your-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7915794841437154937</id><published>2010-01-13T13:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:36:35.647-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Disney Help!!!</title><content type='html'>OK!&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you read this and don't comment. That is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I REALLY need your help. We are planning a Disneyworld trip in June and I'm beyond confused and bordering panicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you can offer any help for me I would appreciate it. Any help that you can give me is more than I have now. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to comment you can email me at cooljules143 at hotmail. com You know how to put all of that together and make it work right? Thank you so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7915794841437154937?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7915794841437154937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/disney-help.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7915794841437154937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7915794841437154937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/disney-help.html' title='Disney Help!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-3147265588724616866</id><published>2010-01-12T10:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:36:37.465-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When Anna was 1, she cut her thumb on something. We don't know what for sure. We think maybe a tape measure. It bled, and bled, and bled some more. And required three stitches. She was the first of our children to get stitches. It seemed wrong at the time. It seemed even more wrong when 6 months later she fell off a chair, hit the dining table, cut her lip and got three stitches under her bottom lip. Still the only child to have stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Daniel have since been run over by scooters and poked by a rusted hand plow and have had stitches of their own. Samuel still has never had any. It isn't that he is any less clumsy, I think his skin is just thicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I learned from Anna's ER visits was that peroxide gets blood out of clothing (or carpet). Did you know that? It works like magic! The blood just disappears. Its like a miracle cleaner. It doesn't work, however, on ink in carpet. I tried that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday David came in saying he was bleeding. And he was right!&lt;br /&gt;His wart (are you as grossed out as I am by that word?) was bleeding. Oh the humanity! Gross!!!&lt;br /&gt;I called the doctors office (after cleaning up the blood from the carpet in 4 rooms and my electric blanket) and made an appointment for that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are wart-free! It wasn't without much agony and gnashing of teeth. Not mine, but David's. That kid cried for almost an hour. Not just cried, but screamed, wailed, and bounced around in the seat in the van. It was crazy and painful for all of us. Daniel and Anna were scared to death. Daniel had never seen his brother in pain like that and couldn't contain his tears. It was sweet that he showed such compassion for him. He even yelled at me one time (he had to yell, he couldn't be heard over David's crying) to TAKE HIM BACK TO THE DOCTOR!! It was sweet, but I yelled back NO, I'M TAKING HIM HOME! And I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; friend,(who we first met when she was in the 7th grade at our first church where Stephen did youth ministry, now she's a grown-up married and has a child. Am I really that old?) told me about the wart fairy. Apparently the wart fairy leaves something special in the sock drawer at night. Like the tooth fairy. Well, I have enough trouble remembering that the tooth fairy visits, that I just couldn't do the wart fairy. And really? A wart fairy? What must he look like? YUCK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-3147265588724616866?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3147265588724616866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-anna-was-1-she-cut-her-thumb-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3147265588724616866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/3147265588724616866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-anna-was-1-she-cut-her-thumb-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5628702961469262523</id><published>2010-01-10T23:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:26:57.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember many years ago at an Amy Grant concert she said "you've just got to love people". I don't know why I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; that from so many years ago but it has stuck with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been times when it has come to mind just when I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. Sometimes people aren't. Sometimes I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need to remember is that Jesus commanded me to love my neighbor. My neighbor is more than just the people that live in my neighborhood. My neighbor is everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my neighbor i&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sn't&lt;/span&gt; nice to me. Sometimes my neighbor hurts my feelings, or worse hurts my children and husbands feelings. It's not easy dealing with people when they do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my neighbor. I don't talk about it. I don't hurt back. I'm supposed to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't easy. Its hard. But I have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so do you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5628702961469262523?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5628702961469262523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-remember-many-years-ago-at-amy-grant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5628702961469262523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5628702961469262523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-remember-many-years-ago-at-amy-grant.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5655418347572333831</id><published>2010-01-07T17:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:55:52.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Another dose of randomness</title><content type='html'>Anna got her ears pierced Saturday while we were visiting Dad and Connie. We had been talking about it for over a year. She had a couple of goals to meet and then she could get her ears pierced if she wanted. She met the goals and she announced while we were at the mall that she wanted to do it. I don't know who was more excited her or Stephen! Isn't that funny? He let her pick the earrings she wanted (cost was not to be considered) and she sat up in the chair hugged a bear they gave her to hold on to, held her breath and cried a few tears. She had quite the audience, her brothers, me, Dad, Connie and Stephen were all there. It was a memory. And the girls that pierced her ears. Their names were Julie and Anna. How neat is that??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; women and girls are posting one word on their status's. Just a color. I didn't get it at first. As the day went on I caught on that it was their bra color. Really?? I googled it to find out what was going on. It turns out it is for breast cancer awareness.  No money is being raised, it is just for awareness. Call me a prude (some do), but I just thing that is a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TMI&lt;/span&gt;. I have men that are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; friends, preachers, old youth ministers, my husbands friends. I really don't want them to know what color my bra is. Posting it as my status would just get them to thinking about other women, their bras, and their breasts. Is that really what we should be promoting? I've not had breast cancer. I have friends that are fighting it right this very minute though. I don't mean any offense to you. Really I don't. I just don't know that posting the color of your bra on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; is the best way to get the message across. We have enough trouble in this world with men and them taking advantage of women of all ages, we shouldn't give them free information and let their minds wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;! Enough of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the pioneer woman's mashed potatoes tonight. They're still in the oven, but I'll let you know how they turn out. With 2 sticks of butter, cream cheese and half and half, I don't know that we will notice the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair done today. Hows that for random???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Henry. I need to smell him and kiss his neck (but only if it is clean of formula gunk. Don't you just hate the way it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gunks&lt;/span&gt; up under the baby's second neck, and you only clean necks 1, 3 and 4??!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier Anna met a couple of goals we had set for her. I can't tell you the difference in that little girl. She is happy go lucky, fun, silly, and is feeling all of her 5 years. What a  precious treasure she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I have talked about her twice, let me say something about the boys. They made a salt dough map of Egypt today for school. They worked together and made it look so cool. I'm not sure if it is geographically correct, but they worked as a team and sometimes that is more important!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you stay bundled up tonight if it is cold where you are! We are going to cheer on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bama&lt;/span&gt;. It goes against our nature, but cheering for the other team would probably just kill us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5655418347572333831?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5655418347572333831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-dose-of-randomness.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5655418347572333831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5655418347572333831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-dose-of-randomness.html' title='Another dose of randomness'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-7021510777822885254</id><published>2010-01-06T10:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:08:36.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abby'/><title type='text'>Thank you Abby!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited about my new look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love it?? I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you probably know, I am limited in what I can do with my computer. So, I was nice to my sister and she said she would help me look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pays to have a sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has had a terrible week. She has had to take Henry (who is the cutest thing!) for an upper GI test, deal with a fussy baby, go without sleep and pay a whole heck of a lot of money for medicine for Henry!! And did it alone, without help from family or her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of her! She is a trooper and a great mom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ab, for helping me look better even though you were lacking sleep!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-7021510777822885254?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7021510777822885254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you-abby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7021510777822885254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/7021510777822885254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you-abby.html' title='Thank you Abby!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-5005128338306416655</id><published>2010-01-05T11:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:16:13.050-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>A Funeral</title><content type='html'>I went to my first funeral since 2002 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2002 my grandmother died and my mom just happened to be visiting and was able to keep my kids for me while Stephen and I went to the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, many people have died but I have not attended their funerals. Many special people in the churches we have served in have died and I have stayed home with the kids while Stephen went and not only represented our family but also, most times, preached the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;We take the kids to visitations the night before the funerals, that seems to always be a more casual, yet more emotional, time. The kids usually stay in the lobby and don't cause any trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funeral is different. As you can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend a beautiful, Christian lady in our church died. She was a mentor to so many women and a living example of a Godly woman for so many to emulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen asked me to go to the funeral. It is the first time he has asked me to go to a funeral, not quite like a date, but still he wanted to be with me. How sweet. A funeral date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. More about this lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had written all of her funeral plans out and put them in a special place to be opened at the time of her death. Her family remembered this and did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had let them know what dress she wanted to be buried in, what pall bearers she wanted, who she wanted to preach the funeral, and where she wanted the funeral to be held. It helped the family so much that she had already made these decisions for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; we move I plan Stephen's funeral in my head. I know it sounds morbid, but I don't think of it that way. I think of it as being prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided, since I heard about this woman and her funeral plan, that I too will write down my wishes for my funeral. She wrote hers 8 years ago. Thankfully the dress she wanted to wear still fit! I don't know that I will be able to be so specific about my clothing. As much as I like to shop, I would be getting into that envelope all the time and changing my outfit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about that? Will you make funeral plans before hand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-5005128338306416655?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5005128338306416655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-went-to-my-first-funeral-since-2002.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5005128338306416655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/5005128338306416655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-went-to-my-first-funeral-since-2002.html' title='A Funeral'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1465202356637116644</id><published>2009-12-31T10:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:47:10.908-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>Good-bye 2009</title><content type='html'>We have been trying to clean and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;declutter&lt;/span&gt; the house this week. And while doing so, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been thinking of resolutions I could make and keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keeping part is always so hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on another blog and thought I should do this as a good look back on 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you do in 2009 that you had never done before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cubmaster&lt;/span&gt; of  the cub scout pack here in town. I never thought I would do anything like it, and am not sure that I will do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you keep you new years resolutions and will you make any this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept a couple of them in a general sense. If I made any more than two, I can't remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! FINALLY!!!!! Abby gave birth to Henry in December. I'm an aunt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any relatives or friends die this year. But many of my friends did. I grieved with them, and prayed for comfort for them from our sweet Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What places have you visited?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the Southern Baptist Convention was held in Louisville, KY. Stephen and I had never been there before, so we went and left the kids with my dad for the week. We loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More patience. I found myself short on patience with my children so much this year. I know it seems like all mothers are short on patience but that doesn't make it right. I hope next year finds me more patient, sweet and kind to my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What date from 2009 will remain etched in your memory?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 2, 2009! Henry's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your biggest achievement this year? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the hardest year Stephen and I have faced together. We have endured more than we thought we would have to. And we did it together with the Lord. I'm pretty sure that was my biggest achievement. That instead of trying to handle things on my own and in my own way, I gave them to the Lord and let Him deal with them. And He did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I was safe and healthy this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cute brown shoes at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dillards&lt;/span&gt;. I bought them in the summer for $5.00! And I love them!&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I bought was my ticket to go to an event Beth Moore did just for minister's wives. My friend Jill and I went to Nashville for 2 days and actually got to see Beth Moore up close and personal, even speak to her! It was a wonderful weekend. I'm so glad I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where did most of you money go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food. Groceries, and eating out. Next I would say kids shoes. Seems like I can never find $5 shoes for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will remind you of 2009?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Francessa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Battistelli's&lt;/span&gt; Free To Be Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you wish you would have done more of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling others of God's love and saving power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you wish you would have done less of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying and worrying. Neither of them made any difference in the problems I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was you favorite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; program?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we found The Office. I love that show. I don't know why they talk to a camera at the office (maybe if I had started watching from the beginning I would know), but I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the best book you read this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. I read so many, and I know I read some great ones, but I can't single one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your favorite film of the year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because it was the only adult film I saw. (Not that kind of adult film!) The Blindside. It was great, I cried and it makes me want to adopt a little boy even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you do on your birthday and how old were you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the pool on my birthday this year. My children pushed me in many times, it was delightful! I went out to eat and turned 39. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What political issues stirred you the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to list two here. One, is my friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;. She is a breath of fresh air for me (and a wealth of knowledge), I'm honored that she would want to hang out with someone as old as me.&lt;br /&gt;Simone is my other best new person. She is spirited and lovely. I love her accent, the way she loves her family and her enthusiasm for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit in a chair and finish this list for yourselves. It was a lot of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1465202356637116644?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1465202356637116644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-bye-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1465202356637116644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1465202356637116644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-bye-2009.html' title='Good-bye 2009'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1025326270037254355</id><published>2009-12-30T14:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:29:05.563-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Up for a random story?</title><content type='html'>Today I met a friend for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change, I was the first to arrive. I sat in the car for a bit, not wanting to be alone in the restaurant. Finally I gathered nerve and went inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sat by myself. Well, with chips and salsa of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone reminded me of this random story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My first job was as a clerk in the lingerie department at Montgomery Ward. At closing we employees had to walk to our cars from the back of the building. Which meant having to walk 1/2 the width of the store, the length of the building and then the length of the parking lot, because we had to park in the most far away parking spaces at the shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I was feeling a little lazy. Or a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;manipulative&lt;/span&gt;. Take your pick. And decided I didn't want to walk all the way to my car at 9:15 on a weeknight. So, I called my boyfriend who lived about 15 minutes away in a neighboring town. I asked him to please come pick me up and take me to my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you know what? He did! He drove from his house. Where he was watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; in his comfy clothes. To pick me up at the back door of Montgomery Ward, drive me to my car and then drive back to his house alone. And he was nice about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  I'm pretty sure the relationship didn't last much longer after that. I mean, what else was there after that? He had proved to me manipulation worked on him, it was downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen was a much harder nut to crack, in fact I'm still trying! I love that man, even though I know for a fact (because I asked him) that he would not have driven 30 miles just to drive me 1/4 of a mile in a parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random enough for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1025326270037254355?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1025326270037254355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/up-for-random-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1025326270037254355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1025326270037254355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/up-for-random-story.html' title='Up for a random story?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-1169197824458158198</id><published>2009-12-29T12:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:52:06.439-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>On to Round 3</title><content type='html'>Round 1 and Round 2 of Christmas are done!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first year to stay at our home for all of Christmas. We had decided some time last Christmas that we should stay home and see if we liked it. Going from my moms to his parents house, fitting in relatives, meals, friends, and last minute shopping was wearing us out. Not to mention Stephen having to load the van with the presents we had to take home. So, the decision was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Stephen's parents came the week of Christmas and my mom came the day after and stayed the night. We are going to Dad's this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds relaxing doesn't it? But, oh my goodness. The work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked pies, cakes, meals, meals and more meals. I was exhausted by Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't decided if I like Christmas at my house any better than Christmas in Ft. Smith. I love the hustle and bustle of the holiday. And seeing my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mamaws&lt;/span&gt; for Thanksgiving this year so that we could see the family we wouldn't get to see at Christmas. I'm so glad we did that. If I hadn't seen my aunts, uncles, and cousins I think I would have had to make a trip to the Fort on Christmas Eve for a family fix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't so sad that I cried about being home and away from my family. It was different, and I just haven't decided if different was good or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have to have a discussion about it as a couple and a family and see what we do next year.  That can wait a while though. Thank heavens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-1169197824458158198?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1169197824458158198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-to-round-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1169197824458158198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/1169197824458158198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-to-round-3.html' title='On to Round 3'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850957774198259308.post-203920904540460212</id><published>2009-12-24T20:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T20:27:09.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since Tuesday I have cooked 4 pies, 1 cake, 6 full meals for 8 people, done 5 loads of laundry (washed, dried, and folded) run the dishwasher 8 times, washed 3 sets of sheets and put them back on the beds, vacuumed, mopped, taken 3 showers, and applied compound w to David's wart 3 times (gag me with a spoon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to say THANK YOU to all the adults in my life that never complained about doing all those things every Christmas for the past 39 years. You are my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heros&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to sort presents and put them in piles for the kids (Abby hates this but it makes me happy), make sure Santa has stockings filled, presents out, and has eaten his cookies and delivered the apples to the reindeer. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Calgon&lt;/span&gt; take me away!!! It will be more like Tylenol pm take me away. I can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;Luke 2:18 And all they that heard it wondered at those things which were told them by the shepherds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850957774198259308-203920904540460212?l=juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/203920904540460212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/since-tuesday-i-have-cooked-4-pies-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/203920904540460212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850957774198259308/posts/default/203920904540460212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliesjournalofmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/since-tuesday-i-have-cooked-4-pies-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374748320730717546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
