tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48071393769839173302024-03-04T22:11:57.153-06:00Just JulesJust Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.comBlogger596125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-67315378095945911922015-11-13T08:19:00.000-06:002015-11-13T08:19:13.529-06:00I needed to write, but thenI logged onto Google today with the idea that I could get the topic that was swimming around my noggin out of there if I could just write it down. I thought I would open a Google Doc and spill the nonsense running around my head and then be able to go on my way to conquer the day. But when I logged on I saw that Blogger was a listed Google option . Why not, I thought?! So I clicked. Then I scanned, and then I looked at my blog and realized I haven't been here for two years. All of a sudden I am lost in thinking about these last two years and I have completely lost the topic of conversation that only minutes ago I couldn't stop screaming in my brain.<br /><br />So now I am staring at this writing canvas and instead of leaving it blank and coming back to it another time I am smearing ridiculousness all over it in fear that if I don't say something I will never come back here again......<br /><br />Life is all too strange, I tell you.<br />So after two years of being gone I leave you with nothing, but this nothing has wasted some of your time, for that I apologize.<br />
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<br />Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-64827600871245157512013-06-15T23:24:00.001-05:002013-06-15T23:24:43.222-05:00Highlight reels can't be compared to real lifeToday is one of those days where I need to remind myself that I am comparing my today to other's "highlight reel" as they say. I see people at the movie on the lakefront tonight, and going out to dinner with family, I see them on a trip to the cities, or spending the day/weekend at a beach and checking in at a state park. Others are posting pics of relaxing in the yard or the park. I feel like I had such a waste of a beautiful day!!!<br />
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Reality of my day- I slept in a bit, got up and figured out quickly that the kids had some very real needs that needed dealing with today. Oldest child needed to pick out his glasses before he left for camp so they could get ordered while he is gone. Girlie only had 1 pair of shorts that fit and needed more. Keegan figure out he really only had three pairs of shorts that fit him as well. There were library books on hold that needed getting before the departure to camp and we were a bit shy on food and milk for the day (we forgot the milk btw). Then we came home and made a late lunch. As much as I wanted to get working I was so tired I took a nap. Slept for 1/2 hr before waking to the sound of my boys lighting off last year's fireworks. <br />
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Getting up I decide to continue with laundry. Folding and washing and hanging out to dry takes up the rest of my day. I do take a 1/2 break at 4 pm to tan for 15 minutes per side as I have yet to step foot into the sunlight more than running from house to work or work to do a chore around the yard. It has been raining and glum or I have been working.....<br />
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I start supper super late for our household and by the time we finish it, it truly is time for the boys to go to bed if they are going to read (which is their plan). Time to watch 1 tv show with husband, who falls asleep during.....and it is bedtime. A perfect day (weather wise) pretty much wasted on the triviality of life.<br />
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So when I turn on FB and see others not wasting it away it is impossible not to get jealous. Like - turn green with envy.....jealous! Sigh<br />
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This is why I am trying to remind myself that this is a Highlight reel vs reality moment.Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-31144539677658974302013-03-23T08:52:00.000-05:002013-03-23T08:52:05.023-05:00(Night) owls prefer not to see morningsMy family has a funny weekend habit (funny like stepping in dog poo is funny) They find a way to wake me up wayyyy too early on Saturdays. Oh hahahhahah har har he ha blah! Grrrr.... <br />*1) child #3 finally remembers to set his alarm before falling asleep, unfortunately he only remembered to do this on a Friday night. <br />*2) my hard working husband gets up to head to our business property to work, waking me up when he gets up AND again after his shower AND again as he heads out the door (thanks for the kiss hun)<br />*3) the kids zone out to tv and don't realize the dog is dying of a full bladder...so she barges in to my room to lick my hand hanging over the edge of the bed <br /><br />Soooooo, I'm up, at 8am. on a Saturday. When I have no real reason to be awake until at least 9am. I soooo love sleeping in. I spent over a decade sleep deprived and want nothing more now than an hour or two of extra sleep on a Saturday morn. <br /><br />sigh....done whining. have a good day. I hope you got to sleep in.<br /><br /><span style="color: #444444;"><i>I know it seems odd to have logged back on to my blog to voice this, but it was too long and whiney for FB. Also, if I don't get this grumble out of my head I am going to continue to have a less than productive day. </i></span><br />
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<br />Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-23626888779658624712012-03-06T07:53:00.000-06:002012-03-06T07:53:52.258-06:00Need to get back on the blogging horseI fell off the horse and have only made feeble attempt to get back on.<br />
Between working now<br />
FB<br />
Pinterest<br />
Netflix<br />
Books<br />
Keeping the house up.......<br />
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It just seems like one more thing to do. I do believe FB is a huge part of my lack of blogging.<br />
I can spit immediate thoughts out of my head instead of storing them up until I had enough to blog about<br />
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But it is March and I am stuck in the inbetween<br />
In between winter and spring<br />
In between our business starting and it just ending<br />
In between being depressed and knowing I am soon going to be in heaven with green grass and Spring flowers and warm sun.<br />
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Just waiting....................<br />
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in a holding pattern I guess, and you know how antsy you get knowing the airport is just right down there but you can't get to it</i><br />
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p.s. here is a great website I found through Pinterest:<a href="http://creativeconnectionsforkids.com/"> http://creativeconnectionsforkids.com/</a>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-72116574522532566892012-02-07T23:41:00.000-06:002012-02-07T23:41:33.737-06:00Pictures because even though I had a brilliant thought today I lost it<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrVBehr4IbYGkK0GAOvY_5uXALupk1xRbtB7C3XHG-sv8YAet4gSuKWE4Ih5hZR5_grtlpgFy0u62Cw9ZClXd2iNDiGd_fpz7MHED7ZYmiY5VOnk8EUE5ni26HTqNKCsU-LIZjQ2EvjrE/s1600/DSC_3618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrVBehr4IbYGkK0GAOvY_5uXALupk1xRbtB7C3XHG-sv8YAet4gSuKWE4Ih5hZR5_grtlpgFy0u62Cw9ZClXd2iNDiGd_fpz7MHED7ZYmiY5VOnk8EUE5ni26HTqNKCsU-LIZjQ2EvjrE/s400/DSC_3618.JPG" width="267" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">We have been having the most amazing sunsets</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This particular morning it was so amazing</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was late because I stopped to take pics and admire</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNNdoBQj_4MFCrRVlsk_2yS2xp9VP1Z4me9c8i42oHL-TLQqhyphenhyphenm6BkxxvEkvYyHm76M8-GEr4NRgLyicD6ci1OlLbEalbb305RC6zwxjGEdInO55UMVvPaB9b4rtMmfeNqcTobnwSDBzg/s1600/frost2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNNdoBQj_4MFCrRVlsk_2yS2xp9VP1Z4me9c8i42oHL-TLQqhyphenhyphenm6BkxxvEkvYyHm76M8-GEr4NRgLyicD6ci1OlLbEalbb305RC6zwxjGEdInO55UMVvPaB9b4rtMmfeNqcTobnwSDBzg/s320/frost2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-9670488421129787642012-01-23T07:54:00.000-06:002012-01-23T07:54:22.054-06:00Work? What? What have I been doing for the past 11 yrs if not work?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NB98WU2FDsg/Tx1mHwvt8pI/AAAAAAAAETw/esFGERyweG0/s1600/work.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="259" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NB98WU2FDsg/Tx1mHwvt8pI/AAAAAAAAETw/esFGERyweG0/s320/work.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>So back to work. I remember kind of liking Mondays (and totally feeling guilty about it) when my oldest was a wee one and in daycare. Well now I have been a SAHM for 10 yrs and 11.5 months. Today I end that cycle and move onto a new phase. One where I get paid for the work I am doing. I am only subbing and today (my first day) is only for 3 hrs. But oh man how I have dreaded this day<br />
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Here I go.Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-11457590796157778442012-01-21T22:28:00.001-06:002012-01-21T22:33:16.506-06:00There is a reason- words to remember<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoHoPQCcJQ4/TxuPVBMytNI/AAAAAAAAETo/YDJPUr67fFw/s1600/reason.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="363" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoHoPQCcJQ4/TxuPVBMytNI/AAAAAAAAETo/YDJPUr67fFw/s400/reason.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">People come into your life for a </span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">reason</span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">, a </span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">season </span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">or a </span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">lifetime</span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">They may seem like a godsend and they are.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">They are there for the reason you need them to be.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Sometimes they die.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Sometimes they walk away.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Some people come into your life for a SEASON,</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">They may teach you something you have never done.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Believe it, it is real.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">But only for a season.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must </span></span> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">TODAY</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">THANK THE PERSON WHO IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER </span></span> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">HAVE BEEN PART OF YOUR LIFE</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Even if a small way you can make them feel</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">That you are indeed thankful for their</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Presence as well as the beautiful moments that they have given -</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">No matter if they are your reason, season, or your lifetime. </span></span> </div>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-79743948368565310872012-01-20T06:00:00.002-06:002012-01-21T22:22:38.837-06:00Food tastes better when it's pretty (or when your kids aren't crying that they don't like it)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6I_sXuc9qSXexy8jl-S-L1LCVt3K2HWt2LLslYCzWQ9LdpVk_G0sTdocTBCMjPUKHjBuodalrueSrRZH5lh423I1JqLXmLyplUSgX2GQSO6BzrUm_6rrguo3TsWGwKQR5QepfS-PthA0T/s1600/Egg+Salad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6I_sXuc9qSXexy8jl-S-L1LCVt3K2HWt2LLslYCzWQ9LdpVk_G0sTdocTBCMjPUKHjBuodalrueSrRZH5lh423I1JqLXmLyplUSgX2GQSO6BzrUm_6rrguo3TsWGwKQR5QepfS-PthA0T/s400/Egg+Salad.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF56uYXUE6WnjIs85lRfDDBQA1t0hirecDQogr0hFX9JouINZutDs79TUsf_VD41slaGYuAXLyyDpl5VMcfaWCATvZaRAOI56QQBg4nW9prPCNPfLBjIpRDHR7EgsWHAGBrhw2pov7tigS/s1600/oranges.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF56uYXUE6WnjIs85lRfDDBQA1t0hirecDQogr0hFX9JouINZutDs79TUsf_VD41slaGYuAXLyyDpl5VMcfaWCATvZaRAOI56QQBg4nW9prPCNPfLBjIpRDHR7EgsWHAGBrhw2pov7tigS/s400/oranges.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Eating is something I enjoy far more during the Winter vs Summer. With the sun sitting so low in the Winter sky the beams cast a glow on my counter top right around lunchtime. This makes my food look that much prettier (plus it helps that there are not 4 kids running by saying "I'm starving, I'm going to die, When can we eat?, I don't liiiiiiike egg stuff, can I have your orange?)<br />
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Lunch today- Egg Salad and oranges<br />
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Egg Salad Recipe:<br />
4 hard boiled eggs sectioned <br />
heaping kitchen Tbsp of mayo or miracle whip<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(not the measuring kind, rather the eating kind)</i> </span><br />
a squirt of brown mustard<br />
salt to taste<br />
and a pinch of sugar<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> (this is the secret ingredient)</i></span><br />
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Eat on toasted bread or bagel with a heap of fresh spinach and a tomato if you like <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(which I don't)</i></span><br />
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Enjoy.Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-177756288731211612012-01-19T11:47:00.000-06:002012-01-19T11:47:53.943-06:00Panakuken<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1fNG9V6q7UW6GEQJLcLjOwe1LPVKeIVg2Te8vUMGs_Cml5B1doR2oAQBTUsrkokrVMOM9j9vI20GkThVFuzRWXuzGyO2ruR4KzPLAtDrgsCWP9vQaI5IhBL0SkpxQh2mLG3VgOot3Ez8K/s1600/Panakuken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1fNG9V6q7UW6GEQJLcLjOwe1LPVKeIVg2Te8vUMGs_Cml5B1doR2oAQBTUsrkokrVMOM9j9vI20GkThVFuzRWXuzGyO2ruR4KzPLAtDrgsCWP9vQaI5IhBL0SkpxQh2mLG3VgOot3Ez8K/s400/Panakuken.jpg" width="400" /></a></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Today's weather calls for comfort food</i></div><br />
<b>Panakuken</b> <i> </i><br />
<i>(German Baked Pancake) </i><br />
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<b><u>In a blender: </u><i><br />
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<b>6 eggs</b><br />
<b>1C Milk</b><br />
<b>1C Flour</b><br />
<b>1/2 tsp Salt</b><br />
<b>1/2 tsp Vanilla</b><br />
<b>3 Tblsp Sugar</b><br />
<b>2 Tblsp melted butter for pan</b><br />
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<b>Mix all ingredients together until smooth<br />
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Bake 400 uncovered <br />
in a 9x13 pan<br />
for 20 minutes or <br />
until edges are golden brown<br />
and pull away from sides </b><br />
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With my family of 6 we easily clean up one pan of this easy recipe and could eat a whole other pan. My two younger children love eating it throughout the day as left overs (hot or cold)<br />
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I serve it with syrup or berries with whipped cream. <br />
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<b>NOTE:</b> This should be eaten directly from the oven as it comes out so nice and fluffy, but quickly falls. So be prepared ahead of time. Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-56314696311375613622012-01-19T11:13:00.000-06:002012-01-19T11:13:51.033-06:00Chasing Chikadees (with a 40 below windchill)Good frosty morning to you and yours. I woke this morning to a phone call (6am) from the school district telling me school was 2 hrs late but teachers (my husband) had to report on time. Well he had long since gone to the gym. I ran around the house and turned the kids' alarms off with hopes that they would sleep in a bit and crawled back into bed. When I finally emerged from the cocoon that was my bed I ventured outside (only to feed and water the chickens) along the way I decided to snap a few shots. Birds don't have the option of sleeping in and wandering to the fridge for a quick snack to go with their coffee. They have to get up and get to work to survive. The have to persevere and the colder it is the more so this is true. Conditions may not be ideal but they continue to work to survive and when Summer rolls around they again will be singing their happy tunes. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkunybOC8j1Q8Olqn2FmbDypyN_IMiRuMND90W-NvstPl99oZnyzLHGmVfg-Z_vNWvjf7MRWb58VcJk1PpVTlDckAhGZDymO2x8Mssb1YOdS10FmDMV0ors7ONzNhT3AUkgmVVN2rztxui/s1600/DSC_3842.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkunybOC8j1Q8Olqn2FmbDypyN_IMiRuMND90W-NvstPl99oZnyzLHGmVfg-Z_vNWvjf7MRWb58VcJk1PpVTlDckAhGZDymO2x8Mssb1YOdS10FmDMV0ors7ONzNhT3AUkgmVVN2rztxui/s400/DSC_3842.1.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> If you want to eat you have to work for it</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even if the conditions are not ideal</div><div style="text-align: center;">We could learn something from birds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaV0BB589RoG6V5bqKYp3WVt2Oz0bOx7hozg-09xJysWxKuIqt34jL_xNlK9DYskXjl8tpWeiwia6ylvKskpjWfRggiAARQoZcPPfdcfrL85yIWP-dp5t09yZHpdUDOg4QmVkQ4cHSOkI/s1600/DSC_3843.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaV0BB589RoG6V5bqKYp3WVt2Oz0bOx7hozg-09xJysWxKuIqt34jL_xNlK9DYskXjl8tpWeiwia6ylvKskpjWfRggiAARQoZcPPfdcfrL85yIWP-dp5t09yZHpdUDOg4QmVkQ4cHSOkI/s400/DSC_3843.1.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Coming in for a landing</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjInoQFZZ926IQnzpV-5qOCUG8I8hFygYB2bTlYpZv-DdUj2bxei1XMexb2OyUv9ChJrT1CvGnG2idR4W_Hb_m8xFRI0Hd9LiKb9naOvTe4ab00jW88QHlesBgb-ogoVLZseUxnBksM1_gl/s1600/DSC_3848.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjInoQFZZ926IQnzpV-5qOCUG8I8hFygYB2bTlYpZv-DdUj2bxei1XMexb2OyUv9ChJrT1CvGnG2idR4W_Hb_m8xFRI0Hd9LiKb9naOvTe4ab00jW88QHlesBgb-ogoVLZseUxnBksM1_gl/s400/DSC_3848.1.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> White Breasted Nuthatch</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunIg9F1qTOdcmhzcn-ng5OKibChdHPVDPgl_Ept70_XJd1Hsru8TyY-eS6XReqclO-WHHRmthz79UBhza7blcmgOXUvwlwqh2aSRV-XJGZKqbLpvauijlswhQ9lrfm376-JlZ_fpYMXAb/s1600/DSC_3849.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunIg9F1qTOdcmhzcn-ng5OKibChdHPVDPgl_Ept70_XJd1Hsru8TyY-eS6XReqclO-WHHRmthz79UBhza7blcmgOXUvwlwqh2aSRV-XJGZKqbLpvauijlswhQ9lrfm376-JlZ_fpYMXAb/s400/DSC_3849.1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Fancy meeting you here</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy6t7y1-soUG6Kecm6FnnZVJ7jKZ3hzLGyrvPf0TgTaBkoPQkvh935d493RpY-By0e9FpDsFVmse4d2nKePNUk0GpwX_UubMjj_OfjxvSkVl3oFClvsY9PVeRVkmAHZmT3qfKx3nglXjec/s1600/DSC_3850.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy6t7y1-soUG6Kecm6FnnZVJ7jKZ3hzLGyrvPf0TgTaBkoPQkvh935d493RpY-By0e9FpDsFVmse4d2nKePNUk0GpwX_UubMjj_OfjxvSkVl3oFClvsY9PVeRVkmAHZmT3qfKx3nglXjec/s400/DSC_3850.1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I'm going in</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKpxFYce2nSUS3ZhiMUoBA9FHFMlr6PUMQHZYvTxR2duu2lgeG7OhgZmGT8XnACBvC2K548UWQ-PeAfqTh6tsLJi1jIWv6farxkfDisGn-C1YEtJhPAPjaAXJ6MwAbHsA-OLb87Ec9KB-/s1600/DSC_3854.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKpxFYce2nSUS3ZhiMUoBA9FHFMlr6PUMQHZYvTxR2duu2lgeG7OhgZmGT8XnACBvC2K548UWQ-PeAfqTh6tsLJi1jIWv6farxkfDisGn-C1YEtJhPAPjaAXJ6MwAbHsA-OLb87Ec9KB-/s400/DSC_3854.1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> This little guy found a patch of sunlight</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">See, it really was cold out there this morning</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I came in and my right hand ached from the cold and my cheeks stayed rosy for an hour</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But that is what Minnesotans do- challenge the weather </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(and we even win sometimes)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jyIM2eu3Z24/TxhNaUMkMLI/AAAAAAAAES4/L2IYuU9S5EU/s1600/416371_352981278047133_113070295371567_1436656_583555334_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jyIM2eu3Z24/TxhNaUMkMLI/AAAAAAAAES4/L2IYuU9S5EU/s320/416371_352981278047133_113070295371567_1436656_583555334_o.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-56459957113434629732012-01-02T21:53:00.001-06:002012-01-02T21:54:18.289-06:00It was a moment - a moment I took a breath<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"><i>(Decorations are put away and I have had a chance to get over it all now. I am fine, now)</i></span>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-24323915203096416402012-01-01T22:59:00.001-06:002012-01-14T18:59:26.429-06:00New Year/ New Day/ New Possibilities<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEs8qNOldJ4ZlnRud0XEcBuibfjFiL1DJpxSxSvOvIZu_meyKX7_7xfb3ONv0xNkneTXahyYlk5c7kvw-yWzIyXPdkFI-45nEVDzp4cu0Cu2Db8iZp-TuojkXa0Fweu1M-D415oPhsEy5U/s1600/DSC_3036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEs8qNOldJ4ZlnRud0XEcBuibfjFiL1DJpxSxSvOvIZu_meyKX7_7xfb3ONv0xNkneTXahyYlk5c7kvw-yWzIyXPdkFI-45nEVDzp4cu0Cu2Db8iZp-TuojkXa0Fweu1M-D415oPhsEy5U/s400/DSC_3036.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Photo Credit: Julie Saari </i></span></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">The moment when you first wake up in the morning is the most wonderful of the twenty-four hours. No matter how weary or dreary you may feel, you possess the certainty that, during the day that lies before you, absolutely anything may happen. And the fact that it practically always doesn't, matters not a jot. The possibility is always there. ~Monica Baldwin</span><br />
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<i style="color: #999999;">Near my house</i><br />
<i style="color: #999999;">Grace Lake, Mn</i><br />
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<i style="color: #999999;">copyright TIMTB 2011</i>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-35839381796661682712012-01-01T12:18:00.002-06:002012-01-01T12:19:57.872-06:00Space for my (introvert) girlie -a tiny hideaway- it was easyLeft over tulle from a birthday party<br />
Ribbon from gifts given by<a href="http://magnificentdebra.blogspot.com/"> <span style="color: #4c1130;">Debra at Sojourner</span></a><br />
A set of butterfly wings left over from a Halloween costume years ago<br />
Christmas lights straight off the tree<br />
A staple gun from the garage<br />
and about a half hour.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnI-09N1VtTBkG_1TINJ-U9aVpixFPmYNP9-W03YylDlPvbM2V1GOGK4XluDjF823KmlLk9ttLcyhl4BA31LEO_3d7FANIwh0cmCKDSb6cBSFA1mogoUnYeU0u6BqUpNR7NaidPylY2g9/s1600/collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnI-09N1VtTBkG_1TINJ-U9aVpixFPmYNP9-W03YylDlPvbM2V1GOGK4XluDjF823KmlLk9ttLcyhl4BA31LEO_3d7FANIwh0cmCKDSb6cBSFA1mogoUnYeU0u6BqUpNR7NaidPylY2g9/s400/collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Now a trip to the store for a larger pillow and a fun fabric to cover the pillows in and we will be set. A hideaway for my girlie who just needs time away (from school, her 3 brothers, the world). I am not an introvert but I am trying to understand.Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-74805022575490526632011-11-19T00:15:00.000-06:002011-11-19T00:15:56.572-06:00You might like it a little<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIAgBRI9M8pL93KD-RGCsIt5oejk4gxa-cXUA8nBnb3IiXSxkmgGkb9VV-zxpfe8yedd6vYI3jZVjmtn_uXVPJ8e9J8c95sIA9lkGJlGDLDQVKlAokqTouVGhpU8exM3Wiueb7quG0r7_T/s1600/pp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIAgBRI9M8pL93KD-RGCsIt5oejk4gxa-cXUA8nBnb3IiXSxkmgGkb9VV-zxpfe8yedd6vYI3jZVjmtn_uXVPJ8e9J8c95sIA9lkGJlGDLDQVKlAokqTouVGhpU8exM3Wiueb7quG0r7_T/s400/pp.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>OHHH, the fun I have been having with this site: <a href="http://pixlr.com/o-matic/" style="color: #0c343d;"> http://pixlr.com/o-matic/</a><br />
Go see, I dare ya. I bet you might like it a littleJust Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-28012055217565009642011-11-09T07:35:00.000-06:002011-11-09T07:35:26.405-06:00A Minnesota Tradition<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi02B9r9PQlIwyTwMFbpuJs7pZMLWBnUxoZEPUiBbce-h4hEn2uAt_EwtInhqkqz8-mZ2PW3RmPrTbY5nZLEDMzLndpS0R9p3fjpUZB_Os0jSSbwYYuDXP_QHTIoqYKxW7SvCvVBEI_2b3L/s1600/DSC_2785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi02B9r9PQlIwyTwMFbpuJs7pZMLWBnUxoZEPUiBbce-h4hEn2uAt_EwtInhqkqz8-mZ2PW3RmPrTbY5nZLEDMzLndpS0R9p3fjpUZB_Os0jSSbwYYuDXP_QHTIoqYKxW7SvCvVBEI_2b3L/s640/DSC_2785.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's that state wide holiday</div><div style="text-align: center;">Deer Hunting!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After hours and hours spent strapped to a tree in a tiny tree stand </div><div style="text-align: center;">and now even more hours sitting in a deer standing</div><div style="text-align: center;">My oldest finally got his first deer</div><div style="text-align: center;">A good size 6 pt buck</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am happy for him</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a Minnesota Thing</div>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-7943487319702635692011-11-03T08:09:00.001-05:002011-11-03T08:09:19.143-05:00Frosty Fall Morning (Picture Post)<object height="300" width="400"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fbemidji%2Fsets%2F72157628043304342%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fbemidji%2Fsets%2F72157628043304342%2F&set_id=72157628043304342&jump_to="></param><param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=109615"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=109615" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fbemidji%2Fsets%2F72157628043304342%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fbemidji%2Fsets%2F72157628043304342%2F&set_id=72157628043304342&jump_to=" width="400" height="300"></embed></object>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-87132618454957376722011-10-31T16:14:00.000-05:002011-10-31T16:14:18.447-05:00Happy Halloween from Minnie (Mouse) Me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhym-k6v7oSPTKeQkjcGeYXC8OTujCf-2yQUf0deFSxFhQngxzFdaEtBvpDvJ7wmZv7qwtUtENWCKzt9OI38vMinah7Hvr9h5FbaQHQ36ytWOY8TwICbeqaujNsXRlRP6eI8HPcInq7befF/s1600/minnie11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhym-k6v7oSPTKeQkjcGeYXC8OTujCf-2yQUf0deFSxFhQngxzFdaEtBvpDvJ7wmZv7qwtUtENWCKzt9OI38vMinah7Hvr9h5FbaQHQ36ytWOY8TwICbeqaujNsXRlRP6eI8HPcInq7befF/s400/minnie11.jpg" width="355" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>Happy Halloween!!!</b></span></div>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-13589738434439575942011-10-22T08:16:00.000-05:002011-10-22T08:16:37.791-05:00disappearing actThank you for the messages, I am fine. I just seem to not have anything worth time to say lately. Kind of just fallen into days of getting things done, trying to remember to breath and then dealing with family until bedtime (after school) followed by watching Netflix and going to sleep. Just nothing exciting right now. I haven't disappeared...just boringJust Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-77368999771159349532011-10-14T08:30:00.001-05:002011-10-14T08:31:27.059-05:00Shot of the Season<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMnvZMsBuMRi90Cckjzl5kNvaRRNJ3Td9Odx1E1vv9tXe-XJOgZWhA_MVL04UFXaWr1d4Zw6fx_YbcIhghT8ooHqsVUwOaUBwiYwnvFbJ9hTPMA3mNuu0L9pKZ6fJITRBe3ABybmvvitoL/s1600/dive+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMnvZMsBuMRi90Cckjzl5kNvaRRNJ3Td9Odx1E1vv9tXe-XJOgZWhA_MVL04UFXaWr1d4Zw6fx_YbcIhghT8ooHqsVUwOaUBwiYwnvFbJ9hTPMA3mNuu0L9pKZ6fJITRBe3ABybmvvitoL/s640/dive+collage.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>This is my husband diving off a pontoon into the lake.<br />
This is my shot of the season<br />
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</i>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-68675228567985567762011-10-12T09:12:00.000-05:002011-10-12T09:12:37.071-05:00Realization<div style="text-align: center;">So <i>(as I was cleaning the toilet this morning)</i> I had a realization......</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">All human fears can be summed up in one word-</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>UNKNOWN</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are basically afraid of the unknown. Fear of the dark, fear of death, fear of heights- they could all be blamed on the unknown. Yes, it is a scary scary thing, that unknown</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> (my oldest. The QB)</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">Football is, after all, a wonderful way to get rid of your </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">aggressions without going to jail for it. ~Heywood Hale Brown</span></i></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">Let's face it, you have to have a slightly recessive gene </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">that has a little something to do with the brain to go out on the </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">football field and beat your head against other </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">human beings on a daily basis. </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;">~Tim Green</span></i></div>Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-35168631802451027482011-10-01T22:56:00.002-05:002011-10-01T22:57:13.277-05:00Fall 2011- A picture post<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy_iFiRi_t-pvd4lNDvZS2fGVEEfH5j7NPjNu0Y3eQqKV0KsbDtNo05hyphenhyphenp6cINFUAgisS5A1S5A3fNykLAiKjEMBQtisvPsfNGMBDB4sRpXzptw00eqhWXwUxY-qzootXaI06cLniXkby9/s1600/tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy_iFiRi_t-pvd4lNDvZS2fGVEEfH5j7NPjNu0Y3eQqKV0KsbDtNo05hyphenhyphenp6cINFUAgisS5A1S5A3fNykLAiKjEMBQtisvPsfNGMBDB4sRpXzptw00eqhWXwUxY-qzootXaI06cLniXkby9/s400/tree.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Julie S.<br />
2011Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-37779351393272392292011-09-30T07:57:00.000-05:002011-09-30T07:57:34.511-05:00A lesson that needs telling again......<b>I originally posted this in July of 2009. I liked it enough to post it again.</b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMZH7Uabux6EZzXtfq0ryGN8ozmUocZEE88J1rHBc1DxcyKUaIWyncGYUqHsPJnEdss79P0aeX6lEJU9JZKmMtO9iz9_BeR6zrBhwvm2NW3VelFyG46TpNAL5e8R-jinubjv6JKWW0R1g/s1600-h/buying.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351421250389512930" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMZH7Uabux6EZzXtfq0ryGN8ozmUocZEE88J1rHBc1DxcyKUaIWyncGYUqHsPJnEdss79P0aeX6lEJU9JZKmMtO9iz9_BeR6zrBhwvm2NW3VelFyG46TpNAL5e8R-jinubjv6JKWW0R1g/s400/buying.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 168px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 168px;" /></a><br />
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The lesson in the van tonight-<br />
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It is not what you buy that makes you "cool"<br />
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You can not buy yourself into a personality.....<br />
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It is who you are<br />
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As a person<br />
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That matters.Just Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4807139376983917330.post-28874956127565515582011-09-29T23:02:00.000-05:002011-09-29T23:02:13.176-05:00A black eyeI got a black eye tonight. I got a floor hockey stick on the face. I laughed even though it hurt. <br />
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I was the only parent at Family Fun Night for the 6th graders who didn't stand on the side lines but rather played. It was so worth the tiredness, leaky bladder (thank you four pregnancies), loss of breath, sweat, and yes even the black eye. It was a blast and my son (and his best friend who was with us) said they weren't at all embarrassed because of how well I played *heart swell*<br />
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This after watching my 6th grader play his first football game. Watching him play QB was a good mom moment. He got an interception, several tackles, and a touchdown. <br />
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A good night<br />
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and now I can look all tough girl tomorrowJust Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.com3