tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44404930584392533562024-03-16T13:52:08.394-05:00All Things BeautifulHe hath made everything beautiful in his time...Ecc 3:11All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-24750734543909929162015-07-29T09:12:00.000-05:002015-07-29T09:12:19.091-05:00Another Year Another Princess!I absolutely love sewing for my kids. Every year I make them something special for their birthdays. This is just as much a gift to myself as it is a gift to them. Sometimes I make them a complete surprise, but as they have gotten older I have taken not only their requests but their design help as well. I love working with my kids to create something special that they will love.
The Princess, my oldest sweetie turned 10 this year. She wanted an Elsa dress, so we put our heads together, went fabric shopping together and whipped up this beauty. This is probably one of my best sews.<br />
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The Princess came up with this pose all by herself. I love it!</div>
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It's no secret I love to sew. Every year I sew something special up for my kids birthdays. This year my niece was born the day before my youngest's birthday, we were on the road traveling to be there.<br />
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All Bug wanted was an Anna dress. I also made up a tiny Anna dress by adapting a doll pattern. These are some of my favorite pics from out trip.<br />
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Just Too Sweet </div>
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Baby Princess</div>
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really love how these dresses came out. I love how my sewing has
improved over the years. Mostly of all I love how much the people I sew
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<br /><br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-24680441154881518832015-06-12T07:35:00.000-05:002015-06-12T07:35:49.564-05:00Miscarriage, Tears, Love and GraceHow do you start a story such as this? I don't know. <br />
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We were excited. We were happy. We were filled with love and expectations. We saw our little one and heard the strong heartbeat. We were in love. Two weeks later we would go for another ultrasound, routine for me. I would admire our baby's head, little arms and legs, his back bone, only to realize I didn't see the heartbeat, we couldn't hear it. The babies measurements were off. Heartbreak.... I never thought this would happen to me.<br />
I believe God created our bodies to work in a certain way. We don't live in a perfect world and because of that we will have troubles and heartache, things will not always work as they should. I believe that God with that foreknowledge created our bodies to take care of things when they aren't going as they should. But don't be mistaken, my beliefs don't soften the pain. I still grieve for this little one that I already called my own. I still ache to feel his little movements, hold him in my arms, to nurse him late at night when I am completely and utterly exhausted. Each life is a gift from God. A heartbeat represents life and a stopped heartbeat represents death. My baby was a life that was lost too soon.<br />
After seeing the ultrasound. I was kind of numb. I am so thankful for God knowing just what I needed when I had no clue what that was. My husband, The Man, was with me at my appointment. He immediately cancelled work and took the rest of the day off. My dearest friend cried with me over the phone. She lived at least 8 hrs away. She immediately started packing and asked me if I wanted her to bring her kids along or not, of course I did. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My friend was pausing her life for a couple weeks to come and be with me through this horrible ordeal. Her sweet kids are such a blessing and made wonderful memories with my own. Words cannot express what my heart felt at that moment nor what it feels now each time I remember this time in my life. Through pain and heartache I can truly say God is good. <br />My friend did a lot of research and helping me get some supplements that would help my body naturally take care of things. The waiting for the passing of the baby was the longest and hardest wait I've ever had. Finally late one night it all began. My husband and my dear friend at my side the whole time. I am so grateful that I was able to go through this with them by my side and in the comfort of my own home. The next day we had a few friends over to share in our grief over the loss of our little one. People who truly care are the most beautiful thing in life. What would the beauty of a rose be in a world with people that don't care? People praying for me, talking with me, letting me cry. My sister wanted so bad to be with me, but life wouldn't let her, nevertheless she was a great emotional help to me. Knowing she had been through this horrible ordeal and knew exactly how I was feeling helped. She knew all the emotions and heartache that came with this and she could respond in kind to me. I am so blessed for the caring people I have in my life and I thank God for them.<br />
<br />Fast forward a few months. We find out we are expecting again!! We are so excited and yet try as hard as I may I'm scared. Scared that something may go wrong. I decide not to focus on fear, but on love. I'm planning for my little one. We see the heartbeat and hear its strong sound. I go for follow ups and the baby is growing perfectly. Off we go to visit family for Christmas. I see the faintest, tiniest bit of pink. My heart sinks. I'm terrified. I tell myself that this can be normal and maybe nothing to worry about. I still feel sick, awful really. When we return from my visit I go in for my 10 wk check, I get checked often due to my Type 1 diabetes. We look at the screen, this time I'm immediately looking for that little heart. I can't see it beating and my heart is once again broken. My first thoughts are a jumble of grief and why. There are so many emotions that came along with this that it is hard to describe and explain all that I felt. <br />Once again The Man and my dearest friend are by my side. My sister is heartbroken with me again and knows exactly what not to say and how to pray and cry with me. I was again blessed to be able to stay at home and go through the process. Waiting is so hard. <br />I'm still processing this and the hurt creeps up at the oddest moments sometimes. All things baby have become so hard to deal with. I see people having babies and I can't help but think "I should have my baby" or "I would be due soon". One of the things that is so hard is knowing the my last pregnancy may be this miscarriage. I feel broken and it's not something easily fixed. I can tell now that my body is all out of synch and I need to work on getting things balanced out.<br />
I love my babies, all of them. The two I have not yet met, but one day will see them in heaven, and the 3 have been blessed to have with me on this earth. I appreciate them even more, knowing just how each one truly is a miracle and a blessing from God. They grow so fast. I am doing my best to remember this and enjoy every moment that God has given me with my children. I do not know how long they will be with me, but whether I have them for a few weeks or many many years, whether I have held them in my arms or no all of my babies are greatly loved and considered a gift from God. All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-41445615350376458272014-06-03T09:16:00.002-05:002014-06-10T08:01:01.963-05:00The Fast Metabolism Diet With Type 1 Diabetes - Week 4Week 4, the last week of the 28 day cycle.<br />
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Monday Day 22 Phase 1<br />
After so much fat on phase 3, I'm actually starting to look forward to phase 1 by the last day of phase 3. Overall I had a great day with stable blood sugars.<br />
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Tuesday Day 23 Phase 1<br />
I woke with elevated blood sugar this morning. I did not take insulin with my bedtime snack last night. Oops.<br />
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Wednesday Day 24 Phase 2<br />
This was about the same as before for me. I was hungry this time around. No battling lows. Yeah.<br />
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Thursday Day 25 Phase 2<br />
I woke up with a low on this morning, but otherwise back to the normal phase 2 routine.<br />
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Friday Day 26 Phase 3<br />
This was a very busy day and I can't say that I followed the diet to a t, but I wouldn't say that I cheated either. We were out all day and I did the best I could with what was available to me.<br />
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Saturday Day 27 Phase 3<br />
Another good phase 3 day. Good blood sugars. I did "cheat" this day for dinner we had a birthday dinner out. I had fried flounder. Delicious! I didn't regret it and I didn't feel sick. It was one meal and I was right at the end of my 28 days, so I didn't mind at all.<br />
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Sunday Day 28 Phase 3<br />
My blood sugars were a little elevated this day, but overall things were good.<br />
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My thoughts on week 4. I actually lost a little more this week than the previous weeks. So good. I have decided to take a break from The Fast Metabolism Diet and try some tweaking over the next couple weeks. I think the biggest things I have learned form The Fast Metabolism Diet is that I need to eat more vegetables and more protein. I will be using what I have learned as I moved forward with my healthy lifestyle. All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-50600449304659013612014-06-03T09:14:00.001-05:002014-06-10T08:02:02.280-05:00The Fast Metabolism Diet With Type 1 Diabetes - Week 3Monday Day 15 phase 1<br />
I woke up over 100 for the first time in a while. I shifted my aerobic exercise to Tuesday, because of Monday being a holiday. No low blood sugar this day. My numbers were not as stable either. I had a couple lows and then, a couple not highs, but higher than I would have liked. I'm going to fiddling around a little more with my basal rates and see what I can come up with.<br />
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Tuesday Day 16 phase 1<br />
I woke with high blood sugar over 200 this day. I'm wondering if it is that the night before I ate dinner late after 8 or if it has to do with the sweet potato I had at dinner.<br />
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Wednesday Day 17 phase 2<br />
My blood sugars stayed stable throughout the day, although they were higher than what they have been. I did not have high blood sugars, they were just higher than what I had been over the past couple of weeks. I'm assuming this means that my basal rates and body are at their happy place, that or I might be fighting off the stomach virus that my kids have had for the past 2 weeks. I do not feel ill, though. This is the first time during phase 2 that I was not hungry almost immediately after eating. I was not counting down the minutes to my next snack or meal. This made phase 2 a lot easier to cope with.<br />
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Thursday Day 18 phase 2<br />
Off to a good start. My Jay Robb egg white powder came in, this made it a little easier to get my protein in. I battled a couple lows this day. <br />
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Friday Day 19 phase 3<br />
My blood sugar was stable, although they were a little higher compared to what I had become used to. Not too high though. Strange enough I was hungry between meals and snacks on this day. I've never been hungry on phase 3 before.<br />
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Saturday Day 20 phase 3<br />
I woke up with a low blood sugar this morning, but the rest of the day my blood sugars were good and stable. Again this day I felt hungry between meals and snacks.<br />
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Sunday Day 21 phase 3<br />
My blood sugar was mostly stable with one elevated count. I'm wondering if sweet potato may have a bigger impact on my blood sugar than other carbs.<br />
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My thoughts on the week. This week held a few surprises for me. Not being hungry on phase 2 was really odd, but a nice change. Likewise being hungry and phase 3 was odd. I'm assuming this is due to changes that are taking place in my body and metabolism.<br />
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Here we go week 4.<br />
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Find my week 4 post<a href="http://stephanie-allthingsbeautiful.blogspot.com/"> here. </a>All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-44694892935436044902014-05-26T08:47:00.000-05:002014-06-03T09:16:05.160-05:00The Fast Metabolism Diet With Type 1 Diabetes - Week 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Week 2<br />
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Monday Day 8 phase 1<br />
Started the day out right with good blood sugars. I took insulin less for 20 grams of carbohydrates because of doing aerobic exercise. My biggest surprise for the day was that although I had already been through this phase once and had adjusted my insulin several times I still battled low blood sugar this day. I didn't have low blood sugar on my first day of week one. Never stop watching those blood sugars.<br />
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Tuesday Day 9 phase1<br />
After once again adjusting my basal rates and keeping a close eye on my blood sugar through the night, I woke with low blood sugar. I continued to battle low blood sugar all day, always making adjustments to my insulin where needed.<br />
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Wednesday Day 10 phase 2<br />
Blood sugars were good and stable. Phase 2 is the hardest phase for me and I am always tempted to quit during this phase, but I will stick with it. <br />
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Thursday Day 11 phase 2<br />
Surprisingly this day wasn't as bad as Wednesday. I didn't struggle with hunger as much. Blood sugars were stable.<br />
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Friday Day 12 phase 3<br />
Yeah! I feel so satisfied on phase 3. The fats really help to keep the hunger at bay. I had to push some of my snacks to 4 hours apart because I was so full I just couldn't eat. My blood sugar was very stable.<br />
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Saturday Day 13 phase 3<br />
I have learned the quinoa in my morning smoothie is not a good thing. It tends to raise my blood sugar more than when I use steel cut oats. I had to eat out this day and was very nervous about it, but was able to stay on track with the diet and felt full and satisfied.<br />
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Sunday Day 14 phase 3<br />
I had a late start to this day so I ended up eating breakfast, snack, dinner, snack and then bed. I did eat every 3-4 hours during my waking hours.<br />
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My thoughts on week 2. It was easier as far as prep and flow goes. I knew what to eat for different phases for the snacks and meals and didn't have to check my book or notes near as much. I did lose again this week, although I am not losing a lot fast like some are. I think I am going to be a slow and steady loser, but that's okay. I keep reminding myself that this is about health not just weight loss and it will happen in time. I have noticed that I sleep better at night and that foods have more intense flavors. ;-)<br />
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Gearing up for week 3.<br />
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You can find my post from<a href="http://stephanie-allthingsbeautiful.blogspot.com/2014/06/the-fast-metabolism-diet-with-type-1.html"> week 3 here</a>. <br />
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<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-40012131449805019392014-05-19T09:17:00.000-05:002014-05-29T10:02:38.934-05:00The Fast Metabolism Diet with Type 1 Diabetes - Week 1After a friend mentioned The Fast Metabolism Diet and how it was helping her feel so much better, not just weight but health. I decided to borrow the book from my local library and see what it was all about. I am not a big dieter. I don't like fad diets or weight loss pills. I prefer a healthy alternative. I have type 1 diabetes and so that factors into all my decisions especially diet related one. Reading the book is what convinced me to give this a try. I highly recommend reading the book. In the book Haylie explains the science behind the diet and how she discovered it.<br />
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Fast-Metabolism-Diet-Weight/dp/0307986276">The Fast Metabolism Diet: Eat More Food and Lose More Weight</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.hayliepomroy.com/">Haylie's website and blog</a><br />
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<a href="https://www.facebook.com/hayliepomroy">Haylie's FB page</a><br />
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The diet has 3 phases. Phase 1 is full of complex carbs, phase 2 is high protein and phase 3 focuses on healthy fats. Please read the book or her website for an explanation on the phases. I decided I want to give this a go. I do have some weight that has crept on and plopped on after having 3 kids and turning 30. Yikes! But I was also very much impressed with the health benefits and figured that even if I didn't lose weight this would be very good for my health. Once I told The Man about it, he decided to do it with me. Yeah! A partner! I decided I wanted to blog each week so that others, especially type 1 diabetics could read about another type 1 diabetics experience. Haylie does have some modifications for diabetics listed on her website<a href="http://www.hayliepomroy.com/diabetes-and-the-fast-metabolism-diet/"> here.</a><br />
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Monday - Day 1 phase 1<br />
I started off my day with the oatmeal smoothie. I took a little less insulin than what I would normally take because I was planning on doing my aerobic exercise. I was pleasantly surprised that even though I was having a lot of carbohydrates my sugars were not only stable ,but good levels as well.<br />
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Tuesday - Day 2 phase 1<br />
No aerobic exercise today. I took my normal insulin doses. My blood sugar did rise after breakfast, but I forgot to eat my protein and vegetable. The rest of the day my levels were good and stable.<br />
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Around midnight I had a scare. I was up taking my toddler to the potty and decided to check my blood sugar to see where my levels were. I was feeling fine. Before I could check my blood I started feeling dizzy, lightheaded and sick. My first thought was my blood sugar was dropping really fast. I started around the corner to the kitchen for some juice, but lost my balance and fell before I could get the juice. I think this scared The Man a bit more than myself. Immediately after drinking some juice I checked my blood and my level was 66. I'm assuming that my blood did not drop extremely low, but rather dropped extremely fast. Just a good reminder to watch your blood sugar levels very closely.<br />
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Wednesday - Day 3 phase 2<br />
I made some slight adjustments to my basal rates (I'm an insulin pump user) to accommodate for the lack of carbs for this phase.<br />
My blood sugar levels during the afternoon (lunch, dinner) were slightly higher than the rest of the day, not too high, but this was due to me playing around with my insulin to prevent low blood sugar. At bedtime my blood sugar was 65. I decided to deviate from the diet and eat an apple before going to bed. I did not want to have low blood sugar through the night, but I did wake up the next morning lower than I would have liked. I probably should have had some protein with the apple. I felt fine all day and wasn't really hungry, but come evening time I had some intense fat cravings. I was craving nuts and nut butters pretty bad.<br />
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Thursday - Day 4 phase 2<br />
I continued to adjust my basal rates as needed. I woke lower than I would have liked this morning and felt that I needed a little carbohydrate to prevent a major low later in the morning/day. I opted for fruit.<br />
I'll be honest this phase made me want to quit! I am not a big animal protein person and although I ate vegetables before starting this diet, I never ate this many and rarely for breakfast.<br />
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Friday - Day 5 phase 3<br />
I woke with low blood sugar again. I once again made some adjustments to my insulin. Phase 3 is my favorite phase. I had so much energy I cleaned out the garage and if you knew what my garage looked like you would be impressed. ;-) My blood sugars stayed stable the rest of the day.<br />
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Saturday - Day 6 phase 3<br />
I woke really low this morning and once again made an adjustment to my insulin. We went out and were out over half the day this day. Unfortunately my blood meter didn't make it in my purse. Yikes! I did feel as if my blood sugar was going low between my morning snack and lunch. I ended up eating applesauce (no sugar added) as that was all I had at the time. I did pack snacks and lunch, but left it in the car. I had lunch at my normal time and so on for the rest of the day. I also had my first cheat or not following the diet on this day, not intentionally though. We were supposed to be home before dinner and ended up staying out late. I grabbed a lemon-pepper roasted chicken from Publix, not the best thing, but not the worst either. I didn't end up eating my vegetable either. When I got home and before bed I did have a snack of Ezekiel Bread and almond butter. My blood sugar was good.<br />
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Sunday - Day 7 phase 3<br />
Woke at a good level this morning. Yeah! I also had my first high blood sugar since starting this diet and I am honestly not sure why. My levels came down and were stable the rest of the day. I got started later this day and ended up not eating dinner. I didn't need to as we went to be before it would have been time to eat. I followed the meal/snack schedule for while I was awake.<br />
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My thoughts on the past week. I am surprised at how level my blood sugars stayed considering how many carbs I was eating at times and all the adjusting I was making to my insulin. The first thing I noticed was my tummy wasn't as bloated. I never did have any major detox symptoms. I didn't feel amazingly different one way or the other really. Just about the same. There were times I couldn't eat all the food as in if I take one more bite it's all going to come back up and there were times that I was hungry. I know Haylie says never to be hungry, eat a vegetable, but honestly there are only so many vegetables one can eat. I usually would just drink water and wait for my next snack or meal (usually only about an hour off), if I was really hungry I would grab the vegetable the sounded the best to me. I didn't have any trouble drinking my water and there were a few days I drank more. I was a big drinker (un-sweet tea and water) before the diet.<br />
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Just a reminder if you are diabetic, talk with your doctor before starting and watch your sugars closely!<br />
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I'm excited to see what the next week holds. I am also curious to see the final results this diet has on my overall health and diabetes. Here we go Week 2!<br />
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Here is a link to my <a href="http://stephanie-allthingsbeautiful.blogspot.com/2014/05/the-fast-metabolism-diet-with-diabetes.html">week 2 post</a>. All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-2240675636161874652013-10-18T08:07:00.000-05:002013-10-18T08:07:47.684-05:00Five Minute Friday - LaundryI occasionally join in on Five Minute Friday over at <a href="http://lisajobaker.com/2013/10/five-minute-friday-laundry/">Lisa-Jo Baker</a>. It's fun writing on the given topic for 5 minutes. It gives me something to change up the routine a bit. If you would like to join in hop on over and check out the rules.<br />
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Today's topic Laundry-<br />
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What do you think of when you hear/read the word laundry? My mind immediately goes to piles of clothes needing to be washed, dried, maybe rewashed because I forgot to put them in the dryer, folded, put away. I also think of the word cycle, it is a never ending cycle. Forgiving? I think so. If I don't get a load finished I'll just start all over, it's really not that big of a deal. It's a little thing and not worth stressing over. I actually don't mind laundry for that very reason, it is one chore that I really don't have to stress over. I throw a load in and I'm off to work on something else. Come back throw the load in the dryer another in the washer and off again. Back again and the laundry from the dryer goes into the basket, what's in the washer goes in the dryer and another load is started in the washer. You see the clothes may not always get folded and put away, but we always have clean clothes. Sometimes good enough just has to be good enough. Striving for perfection is not always what is best for my family. I would rather have kids that remember me for playing games, reading stories and cooking yummy meals and treats together, than for perfectly cleaned, ironed, folded and hung clothes. Really now that I've stopped and thought about it. I think it's a waste of my time to do all that the clothes just end right back up in the laundry room anyway. Maybe I should convert my laundry room to a family closet. Hmmm. Now don't get me wrong, I haven't judged you if you manage to get your laundry perfectly done. I'm just saying to each his own and there are things that just aren't worth judging others over, stressing about or even judging yourself as unfit, not good enough, because you haven't reached someone else's idea of what a wife, mother, homemaker should be doing.All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-25787120369520389952013-09-25T08:10:00.000-05:002013-09-25T08:10:05.929-05:00Vaccines - Did You Know?I am continually reading and coming across new information. There is so much more to our world and how it works than we know. There are so many touchy subjects, our food and medical health being towards the top of that list. This week I learned some new things about abortion and the innocent lives lost to it. Check out this link for <a href="http://www.cogforlife.org/fetalproductsall.pdf">U.S. Aborted Fetal Products</a>. Food and spices? I'm really struggling with this one. I guess it really shouldn't come as a surprise if we are using aborted babies in the development of vaccines why not food too!? I am not one to tell others what they should do. I believe that God has given us a guideline through his Word and that we as individuals should base our decisions of what to do on the principles found in God's Word and the knowledge we have of the situation in question. I am giving links so that you can inform yourselves and make your own decisions. This article, <i><a href="http://www.rtl.org/prolife_issues/LifeNotes/VaccinesAbortion_FetalTissue.html">Vaccines, Abortion & Fetal Tissue</a>,</i> does a good job of explaining how aborted babies were/are used in the vaccine production process. This next<a href="http://www.vaccine-tlc.org/human.html"> link</a> shows which vaccines contain human protein & DNA. I would like to encourage you to research for yourself. There is so much information out there, if you only look for it. Since I am a type 1 diabetic, I'll throw this next <a href="http://whale.to/v/coulter.html">link</a> out just for good measure. <br />
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I hope that this was helpful.All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-78036710867005950372013-07-24T18:11:00.000-05:002013-07-24T18:11:35.008-05:00Fireplace Makeover 2!Back in 2011 I did a mini fireplace makeover. You can check it out <a href="http://stephanie-allthingsbeautiful.blogspot.com/2011/02/fireplace-makeover.html">here</a>. It helped, but I still did not love this fireplace. I hated the orange/rust color in the stones. I'm still not quite sure why anyone would put orange/rust stones in the same house with pink tile. Yes, we still have the same pink tile from when the house was built. I had toyed with the idea of painting or whitewashing the stone for a long time. Several seem to be of the opinion that it will lower the house value for resale. Well, I've lived here nearly 10 years and I don't care anymore. I want it to look pretty to me, not some potential, possibly, one day buyer. I figured it couldn't possibly look any worse than it already did. So I did it. I whitewashed the stone.<br />
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First I cleaned the stone. I just used my normal cleaner and made sure to get as much dust and sand off as possible. <br />
Next I mixed my paint and water. I just used some flat paint I had on hand. I used a 1:3 ratio. 1 part paint to 3 parts water. <br />
Now for the work. I brushed the paint on and waited just a bit before wiping it back off. I did this until I got the coverage I was looking for. Be careful of drips!<br />
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It's looking much better, but I still have plans to tweak it just a bit. I plan on painting the insert again, but this time with white. Hubby says he would like the stones to have a hint more ivory to them, so eventually I will do an ivorywash. ;) I'm also thinking of using a satin finish instead of the flat finish. But, in the meantime I am liking this so much more than that ugly orange/rust color. Did I mention I hated the orange/rust?<br />
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Now for the pics!<br />
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<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-53663155036873938272013-07-05T08:08:00.001-05:002013-07-05T08:09:47.329-05:00Five Minute Friday - Beuatiful<a href="http://lisajobaker.com/five-minute-friday/" title="Five Minute Friday"><img alt="Five Minute Friday" src="http://lisajobaker.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/5minutefriday.jpg" style="border: none;" title="Five Minute Friday" /></a><br />
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Today's prompt is Beautiful! Love it.<br />
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Beautiful. What is beautiful? Well, beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder. It's beautiful when a child needs their parent. It's beautiful when teaching moments present themselves. It's beautiful when a marriage lasts and is strong. It's beautiful when children learn to problem solve and put others before themselves. It's beautiful when others look at you like your strange because they have no clue what it is like to be you. It's beautiful when the house is quiet or loud. ;) Everywhere I look it is beautiful. When I stop to think Why is it beautiful? I know it is because of my Saviour, God. "He makes all things beautiful, in his time". - Ecclesiastes 3:11. "In all things give thanks." - 1Thessalonians 5:18. I am not bragging on myself, but my God. He is ever working and molding me into the person he wants me to be. And that is Beautiful!<br />
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<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-32471269290507152332013-07-04T23:40:00.000-05:002013-07-04T23:40:22.296-05:00Why I Love My Husband (the never ending list)22. He does little things that shows his love for me. For example: He got up early this morning to put gas in the van before he left for work, just so I wouldn't have to do it before heading to piano. These things can sometimes say "I love you" louder than anything I know.<br />
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23. He helps me with the grocery shopping.<br />
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24. He's almost as at bargain shopping as I am. ;)<br />
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25. He doesn't mind shopping for fabric and craft supplies with me.<br />
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26. He let's me bounce my ideas off him and helps me make the ever so difficult decision of which fabric to buy.<br />
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27. He is my best friend.<br />
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28. He doesn't mind when I mess up dinner, it's just another opportunity to have pizza.<br />
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29. He completes me.<br />
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All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-45131269465280071772013-04-16T17:50:00.000-05:002013-04-16T17:50:14.635-05:00A Yummy Treat For My Yummy Man! My Man and I make a great team! One of the areas that we work well together is the kitchen. Even though The Man rarely does any cooking or baking, he helps. By help I really mean he is the one who brainstorms the ideas and I do the work to make it happen. I love it when I can make his ideas come true. This treat is one of the results of our great teamwork. ;)<br />
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Berry Burst Cookies 'N' Cream Bark </div>
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1/2 a package of almond bark</div>
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Chop and melt almond bark</div>
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Chop Oreos to desired size</div>
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Spread on a lined (wax paper, foil, etc.) cookie sheet</div>
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Cool in refrigerator for 15-30 minutes</div>
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Break into pieces</div>
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<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-78509909386652288542013-04-12T22:31:00.000-05:002013-04-12T22:31:22.392-05:00Five Minute Friday - Here<a href="http://lisajobaker.com/five-minute-friday/" title="Five Minute Friday"><img alt="Five Minute Friday" src="http://lisajobaker.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/5minutefriday.jpg" style="border: none;" title="Five Minute Friday" /></a><br />
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It may be late, but I'm joining in on <a href="http://lisajobaker.com/2013/04/five-minute-friday-here-2/">Five Minute Friday</a>. It's fun and easy. There are only a few rules.<br />
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.<br />
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.<b><i><br />
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Today's prompt - Here<br />
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When I think of here, I think of present. Then I wonder am I here? Am I present? Life gets so crazy with chores, to-do lists, running here and there, lesson plans and lessons that sometimes I feel the pile closing in on me. I'm buried under a never ending pile of must do's. At the very same time, my kids are asking questions, learning, investigating, changing, growing. I think they are growing way too fast. Then my mind begins to wonder, am I here for them how they need me to be?<b><i> </i></b>Does it really matter when the clothes get washed or if they even get put away? As long as they have clean clothes that's all that matters, right? Does it really matter if there are scuffs on the wall and something sticky on the floor? What will they remember a mother who was too busy doing constantly, a mother they can't see for all her business with chores and such? No! I don't want that. I want them to remember a mother who loved them. A mother who kissed every boo boo, read stories just because, rocked in the rocking chair, sang songs and played games. I want them to remember a mother who was a part, who was present, who was there (here) with them in their moment of youth. I want to be here for my kids in the now. The moment that they need me the most. I want to be by their side. And when life gets crazy and the pile gets deep, my prayer is that I will remember to just simply be here with my little ones. All too soon there will come a day when I will have more hours than I need and clean and tidy house. I'm sure in that day I will long to buried under the pile of to do's and to be with my kiddos again. So here's to enjoying the Here!<b><i><br /></i></b>All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-7094330433925258972013-03-25T09:32:00.001-05:002013-03-25T09:32:47.154-05:00Why I Love My Husband (the never ending list) video clipThere are many reasons why I love my husband. Number 21 on my list is a video clip. The Man made the video with the help of his cousin on a work related trip that separated us for the first time after being married. <br />
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<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-73913529926828011692013-03-21T22:01:00.004-05:002013-03-21T22:23:38.310-05:00There's More Than Meets the EyeIf you look from the outside you may see a tired man working hard, going to school with not much extra time to spare. But, if you live on the inside you will see so much more. You will see a husband who loves his wife immensely. You will see a father whose utmost concern is his children. You will see sacrifice of sleep, sometimes sweets ;) all to show his family love. You will see a man who is thoughtful and analytical of every word and action that his children do. You will see a man who is ever thinking of the future for his children, not only in their physical needs, but most importantly their spiritual needs. You will see him sewing seeds of wisdom and love. You will see him carefully tending the garden of his children's hearts, pulling the weeds and giving food and water to their souls. You will see a husband who only has eyes for one woman, his wife. If you look into those eyes you will see that his love and care goes so deep that there are no words to describe it, so he makes up his own "EST". If you live on the inside you will see that this husband is ever playful and sweet with his wife. He is thoughtful and caring. He is encouraging and helpful. He doesn't expect too much, but he isn't surprised by just how much she can do. Why? Because he believes in her. He believes in her even when she doesn't believe in herself. He is her best friend and she is his. Life isn't always easy, fun and games, but this family has heaven on earth. This family loves, believes, cares, enjoys life. Why? Because this family has Christ and has centered their life around him. This family has chosen to follow Christ and his example. This family cannot thank God enough for giving them a guideline to live by, because of this guideline they truly do have a heaven on earth.<br />
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Why I Love My Husband (the never ending list)<br />
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11. He is purposeful in what he says and does.<br />
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12. He has changed me.<br />
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13. He teaches me so much.<br />
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14. He loves me when I'm not lovable.<br />
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15. He makes me smile when no one else can.<br />
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16. He whispers sweet somethings in my ear.<br />
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17. I know that look in his eyes.<br />
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18. He lovingly and willing will take care of the baby during the night just so I can get some sleep. And no I don't have to ask.<br />
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19. He gives me time and space to grow.<br />
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20. He prays. All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-60119912675141084542013-03-20T08:02:00.001-05:002013-03-20T08:02:31.622-05:00The Baby GiftMy sister is about to have her second baby any day now. Life can be rotten sometimes. I was supposed to be there for the birth of her first, but life got in the way and it was impossible. I was supposed to be there for this one's birth too, but once again life gets in the way and it is impossible. Sometimes life frustrates me to no end. I love my sister so much and would love to be there to support her and help during these last and first days. My sister and I are 7 years apart, but we are best friends. This is a great encouragement to me, not only in my personal life because everyone needs a good friend, but also because my girls are 7 years apart and I know what they have to look forward to. I can count on one hand my true friends and I am thankful that one of those is my sister. <br />
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I would give my sister the world if I could, but alas time and money got in the way of that too. LOL! So I went with the next best thing. My recent go to baby gift has been a car seat canopy. I made one for my last daughter and love, love, love it. My daughter is 1 yr and 1 month and we still use the canopy on occasion. Yes, she is still in her infant seat. I came up with this pattern myself. I based it on several that I had seen on-line. I liked different things about each one, but there was not one that combined them all so I made one. I really love how this one turned out. I fell in love with the adorable fabric and colors as soon as I saw them. I know my sister will love them too. It should arrive in the mail today, fingers crossed. I can't wait for her to receive them. I also made her a diaper bag, matching wipe case and changing pad. When I was pregnant with my last one a dear sweet friend made me a diaper bag and I love it. My sister wanted a special bag. I have never made bags and was very nervous about making this one. I am super duper excited how it turned out. My hubby helped me pick out the fabric at Hobby Lobby. I guess you could say it just spoke to us calling out my sister's name. ;) I found the tutorial for this bag on none other than <a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/271764158736277569/">Pinterest</a>. The <a href="http://www.modabakeshop.com/2009/07/angelas-diaper-bag.html">Angela's Diaper Bag</a> is actually quite large. I didn't really think through the measurements before making it so I ended up getting it put together only to take it apart and make it a bit smaller. I took 2" off the length and 1" off the width. Apparently I'm a bit of a rebel and don't like following instructions (honestly I rarely follow a recipe, pattern or tutorial without making some changes) so, yes I did make some modifications other than the size. I added a cell phone pocket inside one of the elastic pockets, I added a magnetic flap instead of the ribbon ties, I lengthened the straps to make should straps, instead of the divider I made a zippered pouch divider and last of all I added a cute ruffle down the front of the bag. I couldn't have made this bag without the much needed and appreciated technical and emotional support from one of my dearest friends and awesome bag maker Kelly. Yes, she is the dear sweet friend that made me my diaper bag. ;) You can find her at her blog <a href="http://kellysplainpath.blogspot.com/">A Plain Path</a>.<br />
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Now we get to the good part, Pictures!! At least for me that is the main reason I end up reading blogs in the first place. Lol!<br />
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One more extra little gift I made for the new baby. Really it's hard to stop myself. There are so many things I wish I could have made also. ;)<br />
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And just for the fun of it here's a look back at my very first car seat canopy.<br />
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<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-83026564107999845272013-03-07T07:35:00.000-06:002013-03-07T07:35:37.233-06:00A Tutu Fit for a PrincessA Tutu Fit for a Princess - a rolled ribbon tutu.<br />
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As promised, a tutu tutorial. ;) I had seen these adorable tutus on pinterest. I loved them and knew I could make one myself. I searched and didn't find any tutorials online so I thought I would give it a go. Now keep in mind tutorials are not my thing.<br />
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1. Measure how long I wanted the tutu to come ( 8 inches, for my daughter). Double that measurement (16 inches), because you will be folding it in half. The next thing I did was to get my ribbon and roll it how I wanted it to look finished. Mark and measure the ribbon 13-14 inches). I measured each ribbon according to the tulle piece to account for slipping. Sew ribbon onto the tulle ends. I used 30 tulle sections give or take a couple. 4 5/8 yards of tulle was more than enough. I used about 20 yards of ribbon. The amount of tulle and ribbon you need will vary based on the size of tutu you are making and how tight and much you have the ribbon overlap.</div>
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2. Measure the child's waist for the elastic. I like to cut my elastic at the exact measurement, overlap by about an inch and stitch. <br />
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3. Roll tulle.<br />
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4. Fold roll in half.<br />
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5. Make a loop at the top. Fold the tulle around the elastic and slip the ribbon ends through the loop to attach.<br />
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6. Pull and tighten tulle on elastic. Make sure that it is how you want it to lay. Repeat until you have a tutu that is as full as you want.<br />
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Make sure that you have your slip knots all on the same side. Not backwards from each other. This affects how the tutu lays. <br />
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7. After attaching all the tulle sections use 1 inch ribbon to wrap around the waist. I forgot to measure the amount of ribbon used. Sorry. This step is optional, but using satin ribbon makes the waste softer on the skin.<br />
After finishing my tutu I added a little bling with some glue and jewel dots. <br />
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I love it! I hope this is helpful to someone. ;)<br />
<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-53615390887316340092013-03-07T07:32:00.000-06:002013-03-07T07:32:11.872-06:00Happy Wives ClubI joined the Happy Wives Club. How cool is that? I never even knew we had a club. I love it though. I found it through the <a href="http://www.happywivesclub.com/happy-wives-club/">Happy Wives Club blog</a> and love what they are doing ( although I agree with most of what they are saying, don't think I agree with everything 100%). The <a href="http://www.happywivesclub.com/daily-blog-happy-wives-club/why-i-love-my-husband-warning-this-list-may-go-on-forever.html">Why I Love My Husband </a>post grabbed my attention and made me want to join and be a part of this group. Not like I really need an excuse to brag on my hubby, The Man. ;)<br />
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This has inspired me to start my own list. My list will not be in any specific order.<br />
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Why I Love My Husband (the never ending list) <br />
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1. He has Christ as his Saviour. (I had to make this #1 because this is central to the rest of my list. Without this one thing I know he would not be who he is.)<br />
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2. He follows God's Word as to our marriage and family.<br />
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3. He thinks outside the box. Just because everyone else thinks so or says so doesn't mean it is so. <br />
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4. He applies things across the board.<br />
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5. He is faithful.<br />
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6. He purposely does not look at other women<br />
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7. He is teaching our son to purposely not look at women.<br />
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8. His main concern is the salvation of his family.<br />
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9. He would rather be home than work overtime.<br />
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10. I can trust him.<br />
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It is so easy to go on and on, but this will have to do for now. Will you join and start your own list?All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-18393785784271178752013-02-06T09:11:00.000-06:002013-02-27T07:58:06.428-06:00Once Upon a Time...<div id="yui_3_7_2_1_1360160449819_5658">
Once upon a time in a not so
far away land lived a young lady. One day a friend of her family set out
on a mission. Her mission; to find this lady a husband. Now the young
lady wasn't too keen on this idea. It wasn't that she didn't want to get
married, but she had more of the knight in shinning armor find the
princess point of view and she sure as well did not want to be known as a
"man chaser". This friend threw out names one after the other, some
the girl knew and others she had only heard the name, but did not know
who it belonged to.</div>
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Days came and went and it was
meeting time again. You see this young lady and her family met
regularly with others of like faith. If only the lady had known what
was in store for this next meeting. Oh the questions this friend posed
to a certain gentleman. Oh, the embarrassment this young lady felt, for
there was but one person in the entire group who had the concerns her
friend was questioning the gentleman about. This friend was
determined. She set about getting this young lady and gentleman
together, getting them to meet, to see if maybe just maybe something
might spark. </div>
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The gentleman, being a wise young man, talked to this friend's
husband about her friendly inquiries. He told the man he didn't mind
coming, but he wasn't too keen on the idea of being set up. The young
lady didn't care for the idea at all, but her mother said she should go,
it would be fun and she needed to get out some. The lady went, but she
was not going to be throwing herself at this guy. She was in the back
room with the children when the gentleman arrived. She wasn't really
sure what to say or how to say it. The only thing she was sure of is
that she did not want him thinking this was her idea.</div>
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gentleman was supposed to be making his special wings for dinner. The
young lady was asked to come help. She comes to the kitchen and imagine
her surprise when she is asked "Do you know how to cook wings?"
Apparently the gentleman had not made the wings before and this recipe
was from a friend. Yes, the lady cooked the wings. ;) </div>
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The dinner conversation was full of inquiring questions, not from
the gentleman or the young lady, but from the friend. All the friends
questions led to more conversation and joking. In the course of the
conversation came a statement saying something to the effect of 'only a
jerk would do that'. The gentleman then inquires "Are you calling me a
jerk?" To which the young girl replies "If the shoe fits." Although the
young lady didn't know it then, this was the start of something
special. </div>
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The gentleman and the lady became friends and as friendships
sometimes do it turned into something more rather quickly. It wasn't
long, less than two months, before they knew they wanted to spend the
rest of their lives together. Knowing what she wanted the young lady was
ready to set the date. The gentleman being more cautious and not
wanting a "3 date" nickname wanted to wait a short while before getting
married. This waiting earned him the nickname "molasses" from his
sweetheart. Once given the dates to choose from the young lady naturally
chose the earliest date, making it 8 months from the time they met
until the time they were married. </div>
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So thanks to a family friend, whom they now lovely call Cupid, two
people now share a life and a family and yes will live Happily Ever
After.</div>
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Today marks 9 years of Happily Ever After!<br />
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There is but one regret. If given the chance they'd get married a whole lot sooner. ;)
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<br />All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-91145007276162632592013-01-25T10:57:00.002-06:002013-01-25T10:57:37.094-06:00Time Where Did You Go?My first baby is nearly 8, my little man nearly 7 and my last baby almost a year. Time where have you gone? Why are you in such a hurry? My babies are growing way too fast. I feel like I miss weeks with just one blink. Time can you slow down? It seems like yesterday I was planning a wedding and getting married. I was young and now... I went from being a young girl barely 20 to being married with 3 kids in what seemed like overnight. I know its been years, because my calendar and my body tell me so. Time your such a tease. When I was young the days couldn't come fast enough and now I don't know where they have gone. What a cruel joke to play. One thing you have taught me is to cherish the moments for they will be but memories before I know it. So I cherish each day with my loving husband and sweet kids.<br />
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James 4:14<br />
<i>"whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away."</i> All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-37912427003389568032013-01-25T10:41:00.001-06:002013-01-25T10:41:16.722-06:00Five Minute Friday - Again<a href="http://lisajobaker.com/five-minute-friday/" title="Five Minute Friday"><img alt="Five Minute Friday" src="http://lisajobaker.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/5minutefriday.jpg" style="border: none;" title="Five Minute Friday" /></a><br />
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It's late. Another sleepless night. Someone needs me. They need my hugs and my cuddles. They need me to care for them. I'm tired, not just tired, but exhausted. I wonder when with this cycle will end. When will I sleep again? My days go by in a fussy fog. I'm tired, I didn't get much rest. Coffee has become one of my best friends. Sometimes I get frustrated for the lack of sleep and the daily responsibilities I have, but... But then I remember there is someone who loves me. He didn't just endure lack of sleep. He endured rejection, beatings and death. All of this the pain of my sin. Somehow I'm given new resolve to stay strong, to continue to love, to be patient (or at least try to). I know in an instant that if my reasons for lack of sleep were gone I would cry "I want them back! I want them all! I will do it again!" So in my weakest, sleepless moments I draw strength from my Saviour's love and the love he has given me for my little ones. The love that lets me know I would do it all again.All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-23525451482242922942012-12-14T08:27:00.000-06:002012-12-14T08:27:47.991-06:00The Kind of Mom I Want To BeEvery now and then I stop to think about the kind of mom I want to be, the kind of mom I hope I am and the kind of mom that I want to change. Life can get crazy and we make mistakes. My prayer is that my mistakes are far and few in between, but honestly sometimes they are close and too many for my liking. I fail. I struggle with the balance of household chores, school, and just being and enjoying my kids. Maybe I stress a little too much sometimes. I will never be the perfect mom that I want to be, but I will never give up trying. I have an awesome God who stands by me and gives me strength when I need it and forgives when I need it. I have a husband who encourages me to stand up and try again when I fail. I have loving kids that forgive in a heartbeat, they show me God's love in their quick and unconditional forgiveness and love. <br />
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So what do I imagine when I think of the mom I want to be? I think of snuggles, lots and lots of snuggles. Have I snuggled my kids enough today? I think of hugs and kisses, an over abundance of hugs and kisses. Have I hugged and kissed my kids enough today? I think of play, inside, outside, silly, good old fashioned fun play. Have I played enough with my kids today? Have I played with my kids at all? I think of crafts and baking. Have I been creative with my kids today? I think of laughter. Have I laughed with my kids today? Can we laugh more? I think of smiles. Have I smiled at my kids today? I imagine one day when my kids are grown and they're looking back on life's memories, they will have more happy memories than they can count. I imagine they will remember the Christmas cookies we baked and decorated, yes it was messy and they may not have been the 'prettiest' Christmas cookies, but they were our Christmas cookies and so much more. They were our memories. I imagine they will remember climbing trees and Mama taking pictures and saying how strong they were. I imagine they will remember all those silly stories we made up that were so funny we would crack up together. I imagine they will remember hide-and-seek, telling jokes, walks, bike rides, dolphin cruises and so much more. I imagine that when they remember; a smile will sneak it's way onto their face, they will feel warm, happy, content and loved. <br />
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We don't know how long we have. "Life is but a vapor". We need to live this way everyday, not in going places and doing things, making checks off our bucket lists. But in loving, being and giving. So I'm off to take some of my own advice and live this day loving, being and giving to the fullest. All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-55993442007966192132012-12-03T07:45:00.000-06:002013-03-20T07:33:46.602-05:00CraftinessI am not the best blogger, but you probably already know that. I am one of those people who always have to have at least one project in the works and a million ideas floating around in my head at all times. I may be a little ADD when it comes to things, because sometimes my projects tend to sit especially if I get frustrated with them or I'm just not really inspired by them. I love to love what I am working on and if I don't love it I just don't enjoy it. That is why I would rather sew an entire new outfit than sew a button on. :-P<br />
I absolutely love my latest projects and I couldn't wait to share. I made these for a dear friend's soon to be little man. Her husband recently joined the Marine Corp so that became my theme.<br />
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First up the car seat cover. I love how sharp this turned out. It looks even better in person.<br />
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And next the Marine Corp cover and cocoon. All that's missing is the globe and anchor button for the front of the cover.<br />
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Patterns used:<br />
Car seat cover is my own design with ideas I picked up from several blog tutorials out there.<br />
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Marine Corp Cover pattern can be found and purchased at <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/111429458/marine-dress-blues-cover-pattern?ref=cat_gallery_3">Penguin Place Props</a> on etsy.<br />
I will be honest this pattern was a bit confusing, but once I figured it out worked up easily and quickly. <br />
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Cocoon pattern can be found at <a href="http://mrsmelodyadams.blogspot.com/2012/06/very-hungry-caterpillar-cocoon.html">Melody Crochet</a> blog for free.<br />
This pattern was super easy and quick. No confusion here. ;-) All Things Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07028283177559357474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440493058439253356.post-44038384393266759442012-11-30T08:29:00.001-06:002012-11-30T08:29:51.857-06:00Five Minute Friday- Wonder<center a="a" href="http://lisajobaker.com/five-minute-friday/" title="Five Minute Friday">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Today's topic is Wonder and I think its a wonderful topic. ;-)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">There are so many ways I could take this topic, so many things to talk about. Hmmm...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The wonder of childhood. I love my kids. I love the way they look at life and new things. I love the wonder and magic the world holds for them. If you look at the world through a child's eyes, you might think it would be a scarier place, but in actuality it is a much more magical, happy place. Many times I find it is the adults who are grouchy, scared and mean. Now I know its because we aren't as innocent as our children, we know the dangers in life, but do we have to let that take the wonder and magic out of everything? Can we not discover things all over again with our sweet little ones? And do we have to corrupt them so young? I believe God gave this gift of wonder to everyone, especially children. If we open our eyes to this wonderful gift, we will see the wonder of our God's Creation, a testimony to his truth, love and existence. The devil, the great deceiver would rob us of this truth. In fact that is his number one goal, to keep us from our Wonderful Creator! Look to the heavens and see the wonder of Christ.</span></div>
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