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getting DD11 from diabetes camp

I hugged DD11 for the longest time when I saw her!

I went into the cabin & couldn’t find her. I saw her bags all packed up by her bed, but she was not there. Her counselor had to go get her. She was in the bathroom “doing” her hair. When I hugged her, we both had tears rolling down our faces.

On the last night of camp, she was awarded the Code of Life award, the highest honor bestowed at the camp. One child from each cabin gets the award during each session. Her cabin mates & counselors voted on things like integrity, spirit, sense of humor, leadership, attitude, friendship, etc. She got to sign her name on a piece of paper & then have it burned into the Code of Life wall in the lodge. She was so cute showing me.

When we got home, she was very happy, dancing around & singing karaoke with DD13 & two of their cousins (ages 13 & 9), and telling stories. She’s tan, tired & happy and full of knowledge & stories.

I’m so glad she’s home. I could hardly sleep Friday night with the anticipation.

We’re leaving today for a week in Branson. I’m looking forward to having a relaxing time with my kiddos plus one niece, hanging out by the pool & hunting around in antique shops.

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countdown tickers

Many people find their way to my blog looking for the weight loss ticker that I put on my blog in 2005. It has been removed. However, I’ve made a few samples tickers for you to see.

Visit ticker factory dot com to make your own tickers for all occasions.





Happy New Year!


Today is Chinese New Year – the year of the Pig.

The kids and I will probably have Chinese food for dinner in honor of this day. What about you?

Read more about Chinese New Year here.

Photo from Wickipedia.

Merry Christmas

from our family to yours.
Wishing you a joyous Christmas and all the best in 2007.

Holiday eating tips

A friend of mine posted this on a forum today. I love it – my sentiments exactly!

1. Avoid carrot sticks. Anyone who puts carrots on a holiday buffet table knows nothing of the Christmas spirit. In fact, if you see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where they’re serving rum balls.

2. Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly. like fine single-malt scotch, it’s rare. In fact, it’s even rarer than single-malt scotch. You can’t find it any other time of year but now. So drink up! Who cares that has 10,000 calories in every sip? It’s not as if you’re going to turn
into an eggnog-aholic or something. It’s a treat. Enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It’s later than you think. It’s Christmas!

3. If something comes with gravy, use it. That’s the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone. Pour it on. Make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.

4. As for mashed potatoes, always ask if they’re made with skim milk or whole milk. If it’s skim, pass. Why bother? It’s like buying a sports car with an automatic transmission.

5. Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort to control your eating. The whole point of going to a Christmas party is to eat other people’s food for free. Lots of it. Hello?

6. Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year’s. You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is the time for long naps, which you’ll need after
circling the buffet table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of eggnog.

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get up from the table, you haven\’t been paying attention.

Reread tips; start over, but hurry, January is just around the corner.

Remember this motto to live by:

"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of
arriving
safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in
sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly
used
up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

“,1] ); //–>7. If you come across something really good at a buffet table, like frosted Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa, position yourself near them and don’t budge. Have as many as you can before becoming the center of attention. They’re like a beautiful pair of shoes. If you leave them behind, you’re never going to see them again.

8. Same for pies. Apple. Pumpkin. Mincemeat. have a slice of each. Or, if you don’t like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin. Always have three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert? Labor Day?

9. Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it’s loaded with the mandatory celebratory calories, but avoid it at all cost. I mean, have some standards.

10. One final tip: If you don’t feel terrible when you leave the party or get up from the table, you haven’t been paying attention.

Reread tips; start over, but hurry, January is just around the corner.

Remember this motto to live by:

“Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming “WOO HOO what a ride!”

ice, snow, new house

We’re all moved into the new house! YIPPEE!

On Thursday morning, as sleet pelted down & children across the city slept late (school closings), we closed on the house. Around 11:00am, we began loading Dad’s truck & trailer. By mid-afternoon, all the furniture & boxes were moved and only one car load of things remained in the old place.

I must say, I’m really good at a lot of things, but I’m horrible at packing. I don’t plan on moving again for a long time, if ever, so I’m not worried about improving on that particular skill.

On Friday night, I had gone over to the old place to make sure I’d gotten everything out and was gone for about an hour. When I got back, my sister had come over & helped the kids decorate for Christmas. She’d gotten a new tree (we use artificial – allergies/asthma) last year the day after Christmas and had been saving it. When I came in, the living room was all dark & when I flipped the light switch, the tree lit up & everyone shouted, “Surprise!” It was so great. I got all teary-eyed & the kids were so cute & excited. My sister is just great – she loves giving surprises & seeing people smile.

I am from

I saw a beautiful poem at D’s blog . The poem originated here.
To see poems of others, look
here.


I am from clotheslines, walking the fence and gunny sack swings, from Tide, Clorox and Burpee garden seeds.

I am from the kind of small town where everyone knows your family…..a two-story house at the end of the drive built just the way Mom & Dad designed it, safe, comforting, happy…. home.

I am from the tomatoes, cucumbers, green beans, the touch-me-nots, impantiens, black-eyed susans and bachelor buttons.

I am from holidays with all the family at Meema & Grandad’s house and not being afraid of hard work, from Johnson and Bunch, Haley and Bennett.

I am from the walks along the railroad tracks and spinning honey from the hives outside and picking blackberries for cobbler.

From not sitting to close to the television, doing the right thing because it’s the right thing to do and being kind to others.

I am from Mountain Fork Christian Camp, Bible studies in our living room packed with teenagers, trips to Six Flags over Texas with the youth group, late night devotionals on the shores of the lake.

I’m from Stillwater, Oklahoma and the Choctaw Tribe of Mississippi, corn on the cob and venison.

From the “Jeanie-Weanie I beat you”, the paddling from Mrs. Dean in 2nd grade, and Oreos, fishing and campfires when camping at the lake with Jack & JoAnn.

I am from the “dog will bite” sign for Chubbs, Chico, Wayside Grocery, Granny scratching my back on the front porch, Papa’s desserts, picking potatoes from the tilled rows at Grandpa Haley’s house, driving Uncle Ben’s golf cart.

I am from happy stories passed down from parent to child. I am from holding hands and praying together before dinner every night, waiting until Christmas morning to open gifts, a new ornament to mark each year, chocolate chip cookies and Easter bread.

I am from photos, family trees, birth and death certificates, our family roll number, the little red table & chairs, Meema’s quilts.

I am a compilation of both sides of my family, of my parents and of the choices I have made.

I am sure of my family’s love and friendship. This gives me strength, independence and stablility.