<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599</id><updated>2012-02-09T13:21:29.635-08:00</updated><category term='SOC'/><category term='mama musings'/><category term='princess peach'/><category term='tribute books'/><category term='Pac-man'/><category term='Deals'/><category term='A Birthday'/><category term='life musings'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='music'/><category term='Guest post'/><category term='TT'/><category term='D'/><category term='life'/><category term='MSM'/><category term='Exercise musings'/><category term='interview'/><category term='toy review'/><category term='special days'/><category term='WW'/><category term='Super Mario'/><category term='TTT'/><category term='book review'/><category term='Friday Fitness'/><category term='why I blog'/><category term='check-in'/><category term='Lenten musings'/><category term='M birthday'/><category term='musings'/><category term='work'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='education musings'/><category term='update'/><category term='summer musings'/><category term='Thankfulness'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>The Musings of a Mom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1681972291327505530</id><published>2012-01-26T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T21:01:53.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl and her Broccoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGJCKJvftBY/TyIuwYx_60I/AAAAAAAAAKk/bONMaCzqMsU/s1600/IMG_3446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGJCKJvftBY/TyIuwYx_60I/AAAAAAAAAKk/bONMaCzqMsU/s320/IMG_3446.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A takes her broccoli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2S7j7uKGkvw/TyIu0l4kG8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/-SKngvliEAQ/s1600/IMG_3450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2S7j7uKGkvw/TyIu0l4kG8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/-SKngvliEAQ/s320/IMG_3450.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;VERY seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbMsb5lJS6o/TyIu5W-omWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/g62Bf8z4CJI/s1600/IMG_3453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbMsb5lJS6o/TyIu5W-omWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/g62Bf8z4CJI/s320/IMG_3453.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what happens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8mQ2WDl7MA/TyIu9ClDkhI/AAAAAAAAAK8/8zXGXxSz3go/s1600/IMG_3454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8mQ2WDl7MA/TyIu9ClDkhI/AAAAAAAAAK8/8zXGXxSz3go/s320/IMG_3454.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when Mama takes it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(She was VERY upset with me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1681972291327505530?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1681972291327505530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1681972291327505530&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1681972291327505530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1681972291327505530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2012/01/girl-and-her-broccoli.html' title='A Girl and her Broccoli'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGJCKJvftBY/TyIuwYx_60I/AAAAAAAAAKk/bONMaCzqMsU/s72-c/IMG_3446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2694503687009402819</id><published>2012-01-18T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:01:16.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too little sleep</title><content type='html'>Whiny post ahead-just a warning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as much as I appreciated yesterday, and I am trying to appreciate that time for what it was, I have swung to the other extreme today. Having a pity party for one-care to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex came down with the dreaded stomach bug last night. I had just crawled into bed, and asked DH if he could hear A coughing. He said he didn't, so I proceeded to snuggle into my pillow. About 30 seconds later, A is in our room having gotten sick in her bed. We went into clean-up mode with DH cleaning up A and me cleaning up her bed. (Why do we let her sleep with so many stuffed animals?) After all was cleaned up, I began to wonder. Would this be realtively short or were we in for a long night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was the long night. A proceeded to get sick every 10-15 minutes for the next 6.5 hours. DH and I tagged teamed between holding her and cleaning up, adding to the ever growing pile of towels and laundry. I kept loads going, and at about 1:30 sent DH to bed since he had to work in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 4, P came down complaing that his tummy hurt. He decided to try to go back to sleep, but he got sick at about 5. D is completely over this, so I am just waiting for the inevitable time that M comes down with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread this every year. And we were lucky, we didn't get a stomach bug last year, but I am sitting here with lack of sleep praying one of my co-workers picks up my shift for tonight because I am a little bit at my limit. Praying for the grace to get through the moment. Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2694503687009402819?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2694503687009402819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2694503687009402819&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2694503687009402819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2694503687009402819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2012/01/too-little-sleep.html' title='Too little sleep'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5433793990595956636</id><published>2012-01-17T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:29:41.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life musings'/><title type='text'>Appreciating the moment</title><content type='html'>This is the first day in a while that I feel like I am truly appreciating. It is amazing how sick kids can give you some perspective. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't enjoying helping D through that stomach bug, and I would rather the others didn't get it, however, today I am feeling some peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been so crazy! I am working just about full time these days. I really am not sure how my friends who work away from home do it. I have a new found appreciation, however, the past two days have allowed me to see some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ok not to do it all. My house is a mess. I am cleaning like crazy to try to reduce the germiness, however, when I walked in my living room this morning and saw that A had unloaded all our crayons and a number of baby wipes all over the floor, I did not freak out. This is a change for me. I saw it an d laughed and had it picked up in a jiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a busy morning. I had 3 hours of work meetings on the phone. I was thankful to have D still home today to keep an eye on A while I did this. That being said, I was also able to take time to just enjoy my kids. Thankful for those on the mend, and thankful to just be. It's been a long time since I felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have learned in the past two days is that it is OK to let some things go. It is OK to stop and breathe. It is OK to have peace. Thank you, Lord, for helping me to see this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5433793990595956636?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5433793990595956636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5433793990595956636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5433793990595956636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5433793990595956636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2012/01/appreciating-moment.html' title='Appreciating the moment'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4100754002813577042</id><published>2012-01-16T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:01:38.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am trying</title><content type='html'>I am so trying to get back into a posting kind of groove. Life has not been so kind lately. Work has kept me busy, as well as coaching Forensics and all of the busy-ness that four children bring. DH and I have come to a resolution for next school year-live life more simply. I am not really sure how that will happen. It's not like the things keeping us busy are in our control. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I am being kept busy with 2 sick kiddoes. M has croup and D has stomach flu. I have dreaded this stomach bug for a while now. It's been in the school since before Christmas. Seeing that everyone we knew had it, I figured it was a matter of time. That being said, part of me was thinking that perhaps it would pass us over. Ha! This, of course, makes me remember not to make plans as these things are certainly not in our control. I had just hoped that we wouldn't get it. D at least is old enough to make it to the bathroom. I dread the inevitable time that A gets it. Now that it is in our house, I feel like it is a certainty. And what fun is it to have a toddler with stomach flu. OK, enough of a whine. Just praying that it is quick and relatively painless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, if you could keep DH's grandfather in your prayers? He is 92 and was hospitalized with pneumonia this morning. Not an easy thing for someone elderly to get over. Thanks for your prayers, rest assured you are in mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4100754002813577042?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4100754002813577042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4100754002813577042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4100754002813577042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4100754002813577042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-trying.html' title='I am trying'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6929604101410638570</id><published>2012-01-05T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T07:28:50.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My word for 2012</title><content type='html'>I am noticing a lot of my friends coming up with a word for the year. I am writing this as I am in the midst of one of the busiest weeks I have had in a while, and the word popped into my mind. I know this is what I need this year. My word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have been feeling more and more anxious over the past several months. Anxious about things in my control, as well as things not in my control. I need to find peace because with peace, I believe that life will become easier on so many levels. I am so blessed to have a husband and friends to support me in this venture during 2012. So I sign off with a reminder to myself-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Therese&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6929604101410638570?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6929604101410638570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6929604101410638570&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6929604101410638570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6929604101410638570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-word-for-2012.html' title='My word for 2012'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1137397997948073069</id><published>2011-12-31T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:35:02.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for 2012!</title><content type='html'>I am ready to put 2011 to rest. It has been a year filled with ups and downs (I guess most years are like that). It was just so busy! I am guessing as these children of mine get older it will only get busier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have read my blog (both this one and the one before), you know that I don't believe in resolutions. I do, however, believe in goal setting. I am recording them here kind of like a to-do list that I will follow up on throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I want to find time in 2012 to work on spiritual reading, praying the rosary and going to Adoration. I need to work on the spiritual side of life, and I think this will get me off to a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was the first time in a long time that I found the desire to exercise. I walked a lot. I found it a great way to relieve stress. In November, I joined a gym, and have not been able to utilize the way I would like to due to illness of myself and my kids. I plan to get back at it...hopefully tomorrow. No time like the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to get back to regular blogging...I miss writing, and plan to get it back into my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2012, everyone! May the new year be filled with blessings! What are your goals for the new year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1137397997948073069?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1137397997948073069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1137397997948073069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1137397997948073069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1137397997948073069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/12/ready-for-2012.html' title='Ready for 2012!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4774315350899940976</id><published>2011-12-09T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T06:02:42.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CT7vJ8O9L0/TuIU9iplzaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7A84t6UujWc/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CT7vJ8O9L0/TuIU9iplzaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7A84t6UujWc/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nw4JpN5u334/TuIU9qcM4ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gfLxS8ShR_4/s1600/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nw4JpN5u334/TuIU9qcM4ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gfLxS8ShR_4/s320/40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BjPRUqwZ8pI/TuIU950ntRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9Mvd-HmGV5s/s1600/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BjPRUqwZ8pI/TuIU950ntRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9Mvd-HmGV5s/s320/51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLfGUu2wOCE/TuIU-jVJr-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/wubGQPVDsGg/s1600/52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLfGUu2wOCE/TuIU-jVJr-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/wubGQPVDsGg/s320/52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPJpalVmB2c/TuIU-8mpEsI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DqucSNpKHtI/s1600/68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPJpalVmB2c/TuIU-8mpEsI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DqucSNpKHtI/s320/68.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6kjaGwbBS0o/TuIU_IwPnXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r5YmyaTjnd4/s1600/72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6kjaGwbBS0o/TuIU_IwPnXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r5YmyaTjnd4/s320/72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUysfKmR3lQ/TuIU_fE0iDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RMdUjvEviZY/s1600/79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUysfKmR3lQ/TuIU_fE0iDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RMdUjvEviZY/s320/79.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxYIhYP6qsk/TuIVAHwaFzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/IPFKOyV1Hno/s1600/82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxYIhYP6qsk/TuIVAHwaFzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/IPFKOyV1Hno/s320/82.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HA0hcQ859fo/TuIVAFGJzII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cwlj8AV47e8/s1600/86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HA0hcQ859fo/TuIVAFGJzII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cwlj8AV47e8/s320/86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1iuSo6Hs1hY/TuIVAi83pII/AAAAAAAAAKA/M8-OYILXEbo/s1600/91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1iuSo6Hs1hY/TuIVAi83pII/AAAAAAAAAKA/M8-OYILXEbo/s320/91.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4774315350899940976?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4774315350899940976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4774315350899940976&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4774315350899940976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4774315350899940976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CT7vJ8O9L0/TuIU9iplzaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7A84t6UujWc/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7633787658873070755</id><published>2011-12-05T12:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:18:56.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few sentences</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been busy! I haven't forgotten any of you! I have read every post, and prayed for each of you, but life is keeping me very busy. I am working on a very important project right now for my friend, Kristina, and also by relation for &lt;a href="http://deaconharold.wordpress.com/"&gt;Deacon Harold Burke-Sivers&lt;/a&gt;. He is such an amazing, Faith-filled man! It is wonderful to be helping in the small way that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, I will have more on this project in the coming days. If you receive an email from me regarding Deacon, please think about helping in this awesome endeavor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many prayers to you all!&lt;br /&gt;Advent Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7633787658873070755?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7633787658873070755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7633787658873070755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7633787658873070755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7633787658873070755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/12/few-sentences.html' title='A few sentences'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1414392599897395749</id><published>2011-11-10T15:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:46:50.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember me?</title><content type='html'>Hey there! Remember me? I can't believe it has been 10 days since my last post. I decided I needed to take a blogging break. The writer in me has been going through a bit of a writer's block. I think that I have been so busy between work and the kids that when I head over her, I am coming up a bit empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished soccer over Halloween weekend, and not a moment too soon. It's getting cold up here! Just saw the first flakes fly this morning. No accumulation though, and that's a good thing because, as usual, I have no idea if things like snow pants and boots fit. I am hoping to look at that this weekend. I always get caught unaware, and am hoping not to this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my jobs are keeping me hopping. I have a new boss at my new job. In the transition, I had a lot of responsibility. Now, I am left trying to figure out where I fit again, and to prove myself to new management that I am capable. It will work out fine, but is just taking some getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other job, as my friend, K's assistant, is just awesome. I think we work really well together. I am loving helping with something that will bring a lot of good to Catholics in our area. On November 19th, we have a big conference called, Defending Our Faith. It is an apologetics conference, and I am really excited about it. You can find out more at &lt;a href="http://www.clicforchrist.org/"&gt;www.clicforchrist.org&lt;/a&gt; . The next week will be super busy with last minute preparations, but I am looking forward to the end result. If you could please say a prayer (or two or a novena) for registrations, as well as for a fruitful conference, I would very much appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it from this neck of the woods. Know that when I am not here, I am keeping you in prayer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Therese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1414392599897395749?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1414392599897395749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1414392599897395749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1414392599897395749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1414392599897395749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/11/remember-me.html' title='Remember me?'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4159531544919408420</id><published>2011-11-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:01:01.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribute books'/><title type='text'>Interview with Nicole Langan from Tribute Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avcFu5w2LHI/Tq9qp89sOhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cX0TUuDsYUU/s1600/logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avcFu5w2LHI/Tq9qp89sOhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cX0TUuDsYUU/s320/logo.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Langan, from Tribute Books, contacted me about an exciting announcement with their company. This was detailed in the email I received:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning in 2012, Tribute Books will become solely an ebook    publisher of young adult titles.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    We're looking to work with authors who are savvy with social media -    those who blog, tweet and update their Facebook status on a daily    basis.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Our preference is for authors who already have a book(s) published    through a royalty-paying press. We want to work with those who are    familiar with the ins and outs of the publishing process. We seek    those who have experience having their work edited and know the    effort required for successful book promotion.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    There would be NO charge for authors, and those selected would    receive 50% of the net retail price in royalties.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    To begin, we're looking to work with 12 authors in 2012, publishing    one per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Today kicks off a blog tour, starting with me, of interviews Nicole did regarding the exciting changes for the ebook publisher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Here is our short interview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;1. What made you decide to move into the market of young adult    ebooks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My head and my heart actually played a role in this decision. I love    young adult books, and the level of enthusiasm fans have for the    genre truly inspires me as a reader, a reviewer and a publisher.    That kind of excitement for reading is what makes me want to get up    in the morning. While on the other hand, our ebook sales are    currently outpacing our print sales by 2 to 1. The book industry is    in a state of transition, and the shift in momentum is palpable. It    is similar to the movement of when iTunes music downloads    outstripped CD sales. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;    &lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;    2. Do you have any authors lined up so far? Any hints as to the type    of novels you are going to showcase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At this time, we're ready to go with an author we've already    published, Larry Peterson. We published his children's book, &lt;i&gt;Slippery      Willie's Stupid Ugly Shoes&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.slipperywillie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.slipperywillie.com&lt;/a&gt;)    last year, and we're looking forward to e-publishing his second    young adult title, &lt;i&gt;The Priest and the Peaches&lt;/i&gt; in January    2012. Larry has done a phenomenal job over the last year in building    his social media platform through his blog, Facebook and Twitter. He    is the type of author we dream about working with.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span&gt;Our preference is for damn good writing, the particular topic      is secondary in importance. However, books written with a series      in mind or those that delve into the paranormal will have a slight      edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;3. In working with Tribute before, I can tell that you like to work    with uplifting authors and novels. Will you be continuing in this    venue so that parents have some great options for their young adults    to read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Therese, thank you for your kind words. Absolutely, we're going to    remain true to the mission and purpose that our name implies. We    want to publish quality work that is a heartwarming, feel-good,    inspirational form of entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;4. What will the price range be of the ebooks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We're looking at a range of between $2.99 and $4.95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;In my experience, I have enjoyed what I have read from Tribute, and I am looking forward to this exciting venture for them. For more information, please &lt;a href="http://www.tribute-books.com/"&gt;check out the website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4159531544919408420?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4159531544919408420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4159531544919408420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4159531544919408420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4159531544919408420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/11/interview-with-nicole-langan-from.html' title='Interview with Nicole Langan from Tribute Books'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avcFu5w2LHI/Tq9qp89sOhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cX0TUuDsYUU/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5544277664031898750</id><published>2011-10-26T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T07:53:32.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not at All Wordless Wednesday-My Aunt Connie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKri8lXZ7e4/Tqgd4Fg8OmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k1slx5rdLak/s1600/aunt+connie+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKri8lXZ7e4/Tqgd4Fg8OmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k1slx5rdLak/s320/aunt+connie+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UEHGQ5iq7LY/Tqgd4bmeE4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/czELKEM9FA8/s1600/aunt+connie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UEHGQ5iq7LY/Tqgd4bmeE4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/czELKEM9FA8/s1600/aunt+connie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful Aunt Connie went to Heaven today. She was my Dad's oldest sister. My heart is heavy because she is gone. I know she is in Heaven, and she is united with my parents, grandparents and those who have gone before us. Please pray for our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eternal rest grant unto her O, Lord, and let the Perpetual Light shine upon her. May her soul and all the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace. Amen. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5544277664031898750?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5544277664031898750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5544277664031898750&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5544277664031898750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5544277664031898750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-at-all-wordless-wednesday-my-aunt.html' title='Not at All Wordless Wednesday-My Aunt Connie'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKri8lXZ7e4/Tqgd4Fg8OmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k1slx5rdLak/s72-c/aunt+connie+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2355523314089068602</id><published>2011-10-24T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:03:17.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Martha Monday V</title><content type='html'>I join &lt;a href="http://aussiecoffeeshop.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-martha-monday_24.html"&gt;Therese &lt;/a&gt;in making a post of my goals for the week. It holds me accountable. Please feel free to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here were my goals for last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1. Complete project I am working on for a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2. Stay caught up with laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Done, but I think I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3. Menu plan for the next two weeks. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Not done-why can't I do this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4. Get at least 3 workouts in.&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Not even close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5. Attend Mass on Wednesday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Not done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;6. Go to Adoration once. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Not done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;7. Blog 3 times this week. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As you can see, I am about half. Maybe fewer goals this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Get back on the workout bandwagon by working out twice. (We had a houseguest last week, so I couldn't get them in)&lt;br /&gt;2. Attend Mass on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to Adoration once.&lt;br /&gt;4. Drink at least one bottle of water a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2355523314089068602?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2355523314089068602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2355523314089068602&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2355523314089068602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2355523314089068602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-martha-monday-v.html' title='Smart Martha Monday V'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4681269203757156368</id><published>2011-10-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T21:03:44.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream of Consciousness</title><content type='html'>As the weather turns &lt;strike&gt;chilly&lt;/strike&gt; cold, we are gearing up for the second last weekend of soccer. I found myself on Wednesday morning digging out the winter coats and praying that I had one to fit each boy. Thankfully, we did! It is amazing how quickly this turn came about. The leaves are mostly off the trees, and I find myself layering the kids clothes. I hate to say it, but winter will be just around the corner. We are attending our nephew's football game in the morning before we scoot off to see our sons' games. P and M play at the same time, and D an hour later. P plays again on Sunday, and if they win, he has 2 games next Saturday. I just hope we can bundle everyone up enough, especially A. It was really chilly on the fields last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time tonight with friends. At the last minute, we invited them for dinner. It was great to have time to chat over pizza (albeit frozen) and cocktails while the kids played. Tomorrow night, we will be at their house doing the same thing and enjoying a bonfire. I love fall, and I love spending time with this family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the weather changes, I also feel like life is changing again. I had an awesome lunch with a friend on Thursday. She works very hard putting together Catholic conferences, as well as speaking engagements for Deacon Harold Burke-Sivers. If you haven't heard Deacon speak, you should. He is so filled with the Holy Spirit, and spreads a wonderful message. At lunch, I was given the opportunity to aid my friend in her endeavors. I am doing some assistant-type work for her. I love being able to help, and am looking forward to the opportunity. Right now, I am assisting with behind the scenes work for the &lt;a href="http://clicforchrist.org/files/Defending_Our_Faith_Flyer_2011.pdf"&gt;Defending Our Faith Conference&lt;/a&gt; in November. I love helping with such a great mission!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is busy, but it is good busy. At times, I feel overwhelmed with feeling behind on things, particularly the house, but I know, in the end, a clean house is not what matters. It is family, friends and faith that counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4681269203757156368?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4681269203757156368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4681269203757156368&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4681269203757156368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4681269203757156368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/stream-of-consciousness.html' title='Stream of Consciousness'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3215578075769194202</id><published>2011-10-19T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:24:05.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Blog</title><content type='html'>Over the summer, my friend, Kristina and I talked about doing a cooking blog. It is now up and running, with an oldie from my original blog. You can check it out over &lt;a href="http://realcooking-knt.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3215578075769194202?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3215578075769194202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3215578075769194202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3215578075769194202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3215578075769194202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/cooking-blog.html' title='Cooking Blog'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8861315962644527586</id><published>2011-10-19T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:39:33.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-The Blessed Mother Edition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7vbCuJ8_Gg/Tp7hBHb-0XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kP5cGR3ZMYM/s1600/IMG_2394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7vbCuJ8_Gg/Tp7hBHb-0XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kP5cGR3ZMYM/s320/IMG_2394.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8861315962644527586?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8861315962644527586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8861315962644527586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8861315962644527586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8861315962644527586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/wordless-wednesday-blessed-mother.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-The Blessed Mother Edition!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7vbCuJ8_Gg/Tp7hBHb-0XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kP5cGR3ZMYM/s72-c/IMG_2394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1607330429811678314</id><published>2011-10-17T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T08:07:23.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Martha Monday IV</title><content type='html'>I am joining &lt;a href="http://aussiecoffeeshop.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-martha-monday_17.html"&gt;Therese &lt;/a&gt;in the quest of staying on task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how I did last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;1. Clip the coupons I have and get up to date. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;2. Attend all school Mass on Wednesday.&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;3. Drink more water. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Done, but I can do better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4. Catch up and stay caught up on laundry. My dryer was not working, but DH fixed it over the weekend. I am almost caught up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It was a great week! I got all of this accomplished and more. It was great to have a few days off with DH and the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Here are my goals for this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1. Complete project I am working on for a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2. Stay caught up with laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3. Menu plan for the next two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4. Get at least 3 workouts in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5. Attend Mass on Wednesday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;6. Go to Adoration once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;7. Blog 3 times this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What are your goals this week?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1607330429811678314?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1607330429811678314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1607330429811678314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1607330429811678314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1607330429811678314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-martha-monday-iv.html' title='Smart Martha Monday IV'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3498853533397336606</id><published>2011-10-10T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T06:13:15.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Martha Monday III</title><content type='html'>It is time again for me to set my goals for the week along with &lt;a href="http://aussiecoffeeshop.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-martha-monday.html"&gt;Therese&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I do last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1. Clip the latest set of coupons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;This did not happen, but I plan to do them today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2. Get out to walk 3 days this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I got out 2 days last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3. Got to the boys' all-school Mass on Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; Completed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4. Hem D's new khaki pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; I decided they did not need to be hemmed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5. Menu plan for the next 2 weeks. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Didn't get done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;6. Drink more water, and cut back to 1 diet coke or less per day. I am diet coke free! &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The first 2 days were bad, but I am feeling better right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;So, what are my goals for this week? DH is on vacation, and I have off the second half of the week, as do the boys, so I am going to keep the goals light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;1. Clip the coupons I have and get up to date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;2. Attend all school Mass on Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;3. Drink more water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4. Catch up and stay caught up on laundry. My dryer was not working, but DH fixed it over the weekend. I am almost caught up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What are your goals this week? I am finding this does hold me more accountable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3498853533397336606?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3498853533397336606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3498853533397336606&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3498853533397336606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3498853533397336606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-martha-monday-iii.html' title='Smart Martha Monday III'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6429871966860869247</id><published>2011-10-05T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T09:43:29.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkfaQTpy4Sk/ToxyKSMwlUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WivJaNyV29E/s1600/IMG_2057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkfaQTpy4Sk/ToxyKSMwlUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WivJaNyV29E/s320/IMG_2057.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since giving up DC on Monday, I am feeling a bit like this. The headache is gone today, though. YIPPEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6429871966860869247?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6429871966860869247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6429871966860869247&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6429871966860869247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6429871966860869247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Almost Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkfaQTpy4Sk/ToxyKSMwlUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WivJaNyV29E/s72-c/IMG_2057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2540056654755427652</id><published>2011-10-04T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:14:07.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness Update</title><content type='html'>In my ongoing quest for fitness, I decided to change things up today. I love walking, but the days are a bit cooler, and I decided I needed to look at my options so that I wouldn't be caught without a plan. I still may join a gym for winter, but my fear is that I won't get up and go. I won't put Alex in the day care there, so I either go while it's still dark or not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Because I know that sleep gets the best of me in winter, I wanted to come up with something I like that is feasible. I have a TON of workout videos as well as Wii fit (the original) and EA Active for Wii. In the early days of my marriage, I used to get up and do a workout from The Firm. I still like these, but I was unprepared to do one today as I need to dig out my hand weights and step. I love EA Active, but the balance board needs batteries and the Wii is currently hooked up upstairs and not in the family room where I like to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I was pregnant with A, I purchased the Turbo Jams videos off of Amazon. I paid only $15 for them rather than the expensive set from Beach Body. I remember trying the Learn and Burn video and embarrassing myself because I was so out of shape. I decided to try it today because it was accessible and I only needed to throw on my shoes. Wow! A couple of years and almost 100 miles of walking have made a HUGE difference! I skipped the Learn and Burn and went to the 20 minute workout not feeling quite ready to do 45.&amp;nbsp; I.Loved.It! The music was great and while challenging ( I was drenched after 20 minutes), I didn't feel like I had 3 years ago. I was able to keep up, and it felt good to move. It felt good to change things up. I was actually kind of tearful at the end because I had been able to do it. I am proud of myself. I am changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another change I have made this week is to cut off Diet Coke. After reading all these reports that nutrasweet might inhibit weight loss, I decided it was time. I had only a minor headache last night which quickly went away. So far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another workout I am curious about is Zumba. I would like to try Zumba for Wii. Have any of you tried it? Let me know! I would like to try and rent it before I purchase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite workout?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2540056654755427652?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2540056654755427652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2540056654755427652&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2540056654755427652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2540056654755427652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/fitness-update.html' title='Fitness Update'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8066434742678170651</id><published>2011-10-03T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:38:36.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Martha Monday II</title><content type='html'>I am once again joining my friend, &lt;a href="http://aussiecoffeeshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;Therese&lt;/a&gt;, in Smart Martha Monday where I come up with my list of goals for the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's first see how I did last week. Here were my goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;1. Keep up with laundry, including getting everything folded and put away.&lt;/span&gt; I was able to keep up through midweek. I am behind currently because my dryer is making a squealing sound. We tthought DH had it fixed, but he needs to look at it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;2. Get my coupon box in order. It has been a while and I need to get back to clipping.&lt;/span&gt; Completed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;3. Get out for a walk 3 days this week. I work the early shift 2 days this week, so realistically, this is the best I can do.&lt;/span&gt; I was able to get out on Friday and Sunday this week. It was too rainy Tuesday and Wednesday when I wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;4. Menu plan for next week. &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; did not get this done. I am adding it to this week's goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;5. Purchase my Scrip cards (do your parishes or schools do scrip? It is a wonderful fundraiser!)&lt;/span&gt; Completed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; 6. Go to Adoration. &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I did get to Adoration once, for a very quick visit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I am pretty pleased with how this week went. Even DH commented that I seemed to be more on top of things this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Now, here are my goals for this week:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1. Clip the latest set of coupons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2. Get out to walk 3 days this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3. Got to the boys' all-school Mass on Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4. Hem D's new khaki pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5. Menu plan for the next 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;6. Drink more water, and cut back to 1 diet coke or less per day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What are your goals this week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8066434742678170651?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8066434742678170651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8066434742678170651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8066434742678170651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8066434742678170651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-martha-monday-ii.html' title='Smart Martha Monday II'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5579345192920130923</id><published>2011-09-26T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:35:57.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Martha Monday</title><content type='html'>I am joining &lt;a href="http://aussiecoffeeshop.blogspot.com/2011/09/smart-martha-monday_26.html"&gt;Therese in her Monday meme&lt;/a&gt;. I have always admired her goal setting and accomplishing for the week. I am hoping that by participating in this, I will hold myself accountable. Will you join us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my goals for the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Keep up with laundry, including getting everything folded and put away.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get my coupon box in order. It has been a while and I need to get back to clipping.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get out for a walk 3 days this week. I work the early shift 2 days this week, so realistically, this is the best I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; can do.&lt;br /&gt;4. Menu plan for next week.&lt;br /&gt;5. Purchase my Scrip cards (do your parishes or schools do scrip? It is a wonderful fundraiser!)&lt;br /&gt; 6. Go to Adoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5579345192920130923?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5579345192920130923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5579345192920130923&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5579345192920130923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5579345192920130923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/smart-martha-monday.html' title='Smart Martha Monday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3569931833406825158</id><published>2011-09-22T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T07:04:41.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>I have a secret for those of you that aren't on FB that will explain my absence for the last week or so. It was my birthday last Friday. I used to love celebrating my birthday, but since my parents died, it just has never been the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my heart just was not in it. DH knew it, some of my friends knew it. And then something happened. On my birthday, I was filled with such love. It wasn't about presents or cake (although there was that too!). It was about love and friendship. One of my best friends, emailed DH and the two of them planned dinner. We went to a great restaurant, just the four of us. We talked and we laughed. I needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also blessed by the many messages left for me on facebook. Sure, there were some of the generic, "Happy Birthday" types, but then there were others. My family and friends truly blessed me last week. For the first time in a long time I felt valued. I felt loved. I mean, don't misunderstand. DH and the kids are great at making me feel loved as a wife and mother, but sometimes, I need that affirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wrote about my &lt;a href="http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/fitting-in.html"&gt;struggles to fit in&lt;/a&gt; a few months ago.While those feelings sometimes still lurk, what I felt last Friday was love and blessings. I am so blessed to have such a great family and such wonderful friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3569931833406825158?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3569931833406825158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3569931833406825158&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3569931833406825158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3569931833406825158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2629443908920732744</id><published>2011-09-19T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T15:26:28.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storming Heaven</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me, you should know that I am a believer in the power of prayer. Over the past few days and weeks, a few things have happened, and my heart is heavy with all of those needing prayer. Would you join me in praying for the following intentions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The father of a family at our parish school was struck by a truck while biking in a race this weekend. He is on life support. His children are in 4th and 1st grade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This &lt;a href="http://gitzengirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;inspiring blogger&lt;/a&gt;, who has been ill and at home for three years, is soon to go home to Jesus. Could you also pray for those close to her-her family and&lt;a href="http://www.themomcreative.com/2011/09/choose-joy-celebrating-sara.html"&gt; friends&lt;/a&gt;-as they let her go?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dear friend, &lt;a href="http://makemeasaint.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-20-week-ultrasound-went.html"&gt;Jamie, and her babe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friend's son, Johnny, who turns 12 tomorrow. He was not expected to live past his first day. He has been in and out of the hospital lately, and has just been admitted again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dear friend &lt;a href="http://yestheyareallmine-mom.blogspot.com/2011/07/past-week-in-nutshell.html"&gt;Evy's daughter, Kris&lt;/a&gt;, as she fights that dreaded disease once again. Please keep Kris' Mama and family in prayer too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;A &lt;a href="http://harborofaloha.blogspot.com/"&gt;dear friend&lt;/a&gt; on facebook just reminded me to keep giving it to Jesus. Will you pray with me? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2629443908920732744?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2629443908920732744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2629443908920732744&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2629443908920732744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2629443908920732744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/storming-heaven.html' title='Storming Heaven'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-256053542825641824</id><published>2011-09-10T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T06:25:28.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday, A!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zQ95evwS_U/TmtjyJjMDJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qPvkUFhl8C0/s1600/IMG+145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zQ95evwS_U/TmtjyJjMDJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qPvkUFhl8C0/s320/IMG+145.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grwvmBV-7nQ/Tmtj_YtF16I/AAAAAAAAAGc/bUg_WWwSTVI/s1600/IMG_2003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grwvmBV-7nQ/Tmtj_YtF16I/AAAAAAAAAGc/bUg_WWwSTVI/s320/IMG_2003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you baby girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-256053542825641824?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/256053542825641824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=256053542825641824&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/256053542825641824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/256053542825641824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-2nd-birthday.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday, A!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zQ95evwS_U/TmtjyJjMDJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qPvkUFhl8C0/s72-c/IMG+145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2103080653936523148</id><published>2011-09-09T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T08:15:22.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Fitness'/><title type='text'>Friday Fitness</title><content type='html'>It was a good week for walking! The weather has been quite cooperative with temps cool in the morning. I also am now the proud owner of a new-to-me jogging stroller. A loves it-you can tell she feels a bit like a princess because she is up higher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are in the second week of school, I can see the constraints of my schedule. I will not be able to walk on Thursdays as I work day shift, and I have 2 kiddos with soccer after school. Saturday has the issue of 3 soccer games for the foreseeable future, and Sundays have historically been difficult to get out with Mass. That leaves 4 days when I will get in some hard core walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great example of that. I woke up stressed because i had a lot of errands to do. I wrapped most of them into my walk. We walked up to the kids' school to drop off M's soccer stuff, and then stopped at the grocery store on the way back. I had to chuckle in the store (where I was just picking up milk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady doing samples gave me a funny look (and I am thinking it is because I am one hot mess at this point, so I tell her that I am running errands while out on my walk. She responds with something like the store is a great place to so a walk. Really??? I am not hot and sweaty like this from walking the aisles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good week. I am at 85 miles! YIPPEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2103080653936523148?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2103080653936523148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2103080653936523148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2103080653936523148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2103080653936523148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/friday-fitness.html' title='Friday Fitness'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7167889902172395771</id><published>2011-09-07T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:34:45.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M birthday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-Birthday Edition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ai-asHnD9Y/TmdyB6oC9fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WvZLmM8-EDY/s1600/IMG_1932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ai-asHnD9Y/TmdyB6oC9fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WvZLmM8-EDY/s320/IMG_1932.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSZrMlzCbL4/TmdyVqtRP4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Hoo2dgOm9Bg/s1600/IMG_2003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSZrMlzCbL4/TmdyVqtRP4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Hoo2dgOm9Bg/s320/IMG_2003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4SJ-NaFKxk/Tmdyd0JxwdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/04KPIgONh3Q/s1600/IMG_2006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4SJ-NaFKxk/Tmdyd0JxwdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/04KPIgONh3Q/s320/IMG_2006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRx51PWo8Rs/TmdylEWAADI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JaCvPeacKw0/s1600/IMG_2060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRx51PWo8Rs/TmdylEWAADI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JaCvPeacKw0/s320/IMG_2060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;**Disclaimer-A actually turns 2 this Saturday, but with 3 soccer games, we thought it best to celebrate early!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7167889902172395771?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7167889902172395771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7167889902172395771&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7167889902172395771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7167889902172395771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday-birthday-edition.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-Birthday Edition!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ai-asHnD9Y/TmdyB6oC9fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WvZLmM8-EDY/s72-c/IMG_1932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6099118246614662188</id><published>2011-09-02T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T13:02:33.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>I am in a bit of a funk today. I am going through the motions, trying to make M's birthday a good one. I made him a Luigi cake, and we are meeting my in-laws for dinner. We began the morning pulling up his baby pictures. There are a couple of him with my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was so sick at that time. It took a lot for him to get up to the hospital. My dad was a deacon. It always meant so much to me for him to come, hold the baby for the first time and watch as he silently prayed over his grandchild. M was the last one he was alive for. Dad died six months later. When M saw the pictures, he didn''t know who that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about little A, who is named for my Mom. She is the only one of the 26 grandchildren who carries her name. How I wish she had been here when she was born. When Mom was sick, she used to ask me if I thought she would be here for my children's landmarks. I always said yes, though I knew in my heart she wouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has been gone 7 years and Dad 5 1/2. I keep waiting for it to get easier...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6099118246614662188?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6099118246614662188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6099118246614662188&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6099118246614662188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6099118246614662188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5427669522423667821</id><published>2011-09-02T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:37:08.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 6th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HjViVvHggk/TmDpEZiwkRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f4TbX5fokIs/s1600/MVC-449L.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HjViVvHggk/TmDpEZiwkRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f4TbX5fokIs/s320/MVC-449L.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9HTuQ4MfXY/TmDpwRD7xbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/c9XdWvl7cNw/s1600/IMG_1466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9HTuQ4MfXY/TmDpwRD7xbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/c9XdWvl7cNw/s320/IMG_1466.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;M, you surprised us on the day you were born,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you continue to bring joy to our lives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5427669522423667821?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5427669522423667821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5427669522423667821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5427669522423667821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5427669522423667821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-6th-birthday.html' title='Happy 6th Birthday!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HjViVvHggk/TmDpEZiwkRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f4TbX5fokIs/s72-c/MVC-449L.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1898264957852709053</id><published>2011-08-30T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T08:38:25.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama musings'/><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>It seems like yesterday, I wrote &lt;a href="http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-comingcan-you-feel-it.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;. Almost 3 months ago to the day, I was musing on how summer would be. This was the fastest summer we have ever had. I am thankful that with the exception of the two visits to the ER, it was a great summer. Lots of great time spent as family, and lots of great time spent with friends. It went way too fast. Not once did I say, "When do they go back to school?" We blinked, and it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, we dropped off P, D, and M.&amp;nbsp; I am the proud Mama of a 6th grader, a 3rd grader and a kindergartener. Dear sweet A and I have had a lovely morning. We went on my walk together, and have been home for a couple of hours as she chats to me, plays, and follows me around as I am trying to catch up on laundry. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you, Jesus, for a beautiful summer! Keep my children safe and happy when they are not with me. Help them to learn and grow. Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1898264957852709053?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1898264957852709053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1898264957852709053&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1898264957852709053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1898264957852709053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3553173276393544247</id><published>2011-08-29T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T08:48:24.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSM'/><title type='text'>Money Saving Monday</title><content type='html'>It is back to school time, and while this post probably would have been a good about a month ago, perhaps this will help in the future. I will be sure to re-post next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school give us the school supply list at the end of the school year. It is very helpful, however, if your school doesn't I am sure that there are certain items that are universal to your children's lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I tackled supplies a bit differently. Normally, I get to about mid-July and I just get it all. This year, I was much more patient. I saved a lot more money. I watched weekly ads-a lot. Many stores starting in July will start off slowly. It is important to get those early deals. Walgreen's, for example, typically has a couple of items that will run each week for around 19 cents. I took advantage of these items for pencils, pens, notebooks. You can save SO much this way. Over the period of a month, I slowly added to my stash. I know have a surplus of things like pens, pencils, glue sticks. When the boys run out at school, it isn't a problem, because we have it on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my word of advice is to be patient, and watch those ads. It made a huge difference this year! How did you save money on school supplies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3553173276393544247?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3553173276393544247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3553173276393544247&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3553173276393544247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3553173276393544247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/money-saving-monday_29.html' title='Money Saving Monday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6855665222468920834</id><published>2011-08-27T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T14:16:17.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Fitness'/><title type='text'>Friday Fitness-Saturday Style</title><content type='html'>So, not my best week in terms of miles. I was plagued with migraines all week, and while I could walk through them a couple of days, there were a couple of others where I was not so good. My longest walk (and actually one of my best paces ever) came on Friday. I did 2.5 miles. I worked out a lot of pent up energy. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of my week was Saturday. A bunch of my friends did the Make-a-Wish walk/run. It was a beautiful day, down by the lake. The only bummer for me was that the route for walkers was only a mile (the runners had a 5K). I am at a point where I am just getting started at a mile. I also had DH and the kids there cheering me on. It was a great way to end the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be the challenge of figuring out when to go out. The boys are back in school which means I either go early or it is stroller city for A and I. Can't wait to see how the week shapes up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6855665222468920834?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6855665222468920834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6855665222468920834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6855665222468920834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6855665222468920834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-fitness-saturday-style.html' title='Friday Fitness-Saturday Style'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6109020620516255973</id><published>2011-08-24T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:24:14.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Cross Currents by John Shors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mm30K270ODc/TlUuV7s5NJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X_zRpbNNjBI/s1600/CC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mm30K270ODc/TlUuV7s5NJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X_zRpbNNjBI/s1600/CC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me begin this review by saying that I have read EVERY book by John Shors. As an author, I have always liked his writing style. I also think that he has great appeal in how he interacts with his readers. When my book club read &lt;a href="http://johnshors.com/wishing_trees.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Wishing Trees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, we had the pleasure of having him call in to our book club. Last month, on a whim, I had tweeted him that I could not wait to read his new book, &lt;a href="http://johnshors.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cross Currents&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I was very surprised when he tweeted back that he would love to send me a copy and I could review it on my blog! About a week and a half ago, it arrived, and it was even autographed! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story takes place on the island of Ko Phi Phi in the days before the tsunami of 2004. I have to admit that prior to reading this novel, I did not know much about what happened. I remember seeing it on the news, but it was the day after Christmas of that year. The whole incident was a blur to me. Reading this fictional account makes me want to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story centers around brothers Patch and Ryan, as well as a Thai family that Patch has been working for as he hides from the police, evading arrest. Ryan and his girlfriend, Brooke, come to the island to try to talk Patch into turning himself in. The family he works for has come to love and accept him as one of their own. To turn himself in would mean to spend a year in a Thai prison. Without spoiling the outcome and how it unravels, I will just say that this is a story about love, forgiveness and the bond of family. The tsunami serves as a beautiful vehicle for this message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading the book, the suspense built. Each chapter is a day closer to the tsunami. As I read closer to December 26 (the day of the tsunami), I grew increasingly anxious as to what the outcome would be. Would everyone live or die (you'll have to read the book for that answer!)? What happens not only to the characters but to this beautiful place that has become a hot spot for tourists in the area?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Shors has woven a beautiful tale while sharing the history of this tragic day. He is a master story teller that draws you in making you able to picture the landscape and feel a part of it. He makes you care about the characters he has created and their outcomes. Once again, John Shors has written a beautiful tale that I simply did not want to put down. It left me wanting to know more, not just about the aftermath, but also about the characters that filled the pages. I urge you to read &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnshors.com/"&gt;Cross Currents&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;It is simply an amazing story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Disclaimer: I was provided with a free copy of &lt;i&gt;Cross Currents&lt;/i&gt;. I have not been compensated for this review. The opinions are thoroughly my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6109020620516255973?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6109020620516255973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6109020620516255973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6109020620516255973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6109020620516255973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/book-review-cross-currents-by-john.html' title='Book Review: Cross Currents by John Shors'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mm30K270ODc/TlUuV7s5NJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X_zRpbNNjBI/s72-c/CC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-355506687184386936</id><published>2011-08-24T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:46:58.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-Last week of summer edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtVheanNq9E/TlUqxeIBsRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yu816cRVFKA/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uIv9gMPc3JA/TlUq8fMG3sI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fpUx7vj0pGA/s1600/IMG_1645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uIv9gMPc3JA/TlUq8fMG3sI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fpUx7vj0pGA/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-355506687184386936?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/355506687184386936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=355506687184386936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/355506687184386936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/355506687184386936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday-last-week-of-summer.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-Last week of summer edition'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljT-CZ8jznA/TlUqgx4bIlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kPnwYFRhPnQ/s72-c/100_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8413093230627240736</id><published>2011-08-22T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:21:59.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSM'/><title type='text'>Money Saving Monday</title><content type='html'>It's time for Money Saving Monday! Sorry I missed last week, but with getting life in order for back to school, I have been running like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts this week around eating out. I think back to the early years of our marriage and how much money we wasted on eating out. Back then, I didn't really budget-oh how I wish I had. We have come up with a few rules for eating out. I am actually at a point in my life where I prefer not to get fast food, but sometimes life gets in the way. This fall, I am looking at six soccer practice and 3 games a week, as well as two evening shifts at work that start right about when I should be cooking. Menu planning will help, as will my crock pot, but I am not naive enough to think that we will NEVER get fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, here are our rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. The maximum number of times we will eat out (or do carryout) per week is once.&amp;nbsp; If we run to pick something up for lunch on a Saturday because of soccer, then that is it. If we decide Friday night is it, then we are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If we are doing fast food, we don't get the kids happy meals. We order off of the value menu, or we order something that they can share. French fries (OK, not the healthiest, but I am dealing in reality) at Mc Donald's for example, I can do the value ones for $1 each, but I have found that if I get the large for $1.79, and split them between two children, I am spending less per child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We don't buy drinks, particularly if we are eating it at home. We pour our drinks here. This step alone can save a TON of money. (The caveat to this is that I do, on occasion, get a large Diet Coke FOR THE MAMA-because it is the only caffeine I really have and fountain DC is SO yummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those are our eating out guidelines. Now, before any of you berate me about healthful choices, I cook healthfully the majority of the time. As I said before, life happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you saving money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8413093230627240736?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8413093230627240736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8413093230627240736&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8413093230627240736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8413093230627240736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/money-saving-monday_22.html' title='Money Saving Monday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2602742807468106219</id><published>2011-08-19T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:09:22.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Fitness'/><title type='text'>Friday Fitness!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I missed last week. The dog days of summer are sure keeping me busy! As are some changes at work. Thankfully, though, I have had my walks to keep my stress lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of last night, I was at 67 miles total since starting at the end of June. I LOVE seeing that number go up! I am also so happy to have such a great support system including my DH, my besties (you know who you are) and &lt;a href="http://insanitynwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/arm-fat.html"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt;, Martha, and &lt;a href="http://hurryupandweightnancy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nancy &lt;/a&gt;who are such inspirations to me! (Please check out the links to their blogs-Kim has a HILARIOUS post about arm fat today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the trek continues. I am continually finding new routes in my neck of the woods. When I started, my route just short of a mile was my short route. About a month ago, that changed to a mile and a half. My new short route is 2 miles...I am certainly building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sharing this journey with me. How did you stay fit this week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2602742807468106219?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2602742807468106219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2602742807468106219&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2602742807468106219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2602742807468106219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-fitness_19.html' title='Friday Fitness!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1809175495891739766</id><published>2011-08-17T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T07:39:07.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Prayer Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6_wWVllSt0/TkvRyvqgL2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/407aVDAWooM/s1600/P.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6_wWVllSt0/TkvRyvqgL2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/407aVDAWooM/s320/P.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This sweet boy taught me a lesson last night. P was waiting for his final swim of summer. I looked over at him, and he appeared to be talking. I asked who he was talking to. He smiled and said, "Mom, I'm praying!" I am always struggling to find time to pray. He taught me the simplest lesson last night. As I watched him jump in for the many laps he would do last night, I said a quick prayer that P would always be as faithful as he is right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1809175495891739766?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1809175495891739766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1809175495891739766&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1809175495891739766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1809175495891739766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/prayer-musings.html' title='Prayer Musings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6_wWVllSt0/TkvRyvqgL2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/407aVDAWooM/s72-c/P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6981703071275732053</id><published>2011-08-17T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T07:35:24.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMJDBET_yQ0/TkvRof_IFPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NOuSaESN1lY/s1600/nose+to+nose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMJDBET_yQ0/TkvRof_IFPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NOuSaESN1lY/s320/nose+to+nose.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6981703071275732053?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6981703071275732053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6981703071275732053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6981703071275732053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6981703071275732053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMJDBET_yQ0/TkvRof_IFPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NOuSaESN1lY/s72-c/nose+to+nose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3823042331790261448</id><published>2011-08-11T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T06:43:10.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TT'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TViEDWykjM/TkK8jWQATcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yCYUy5uKDtA/s1600/MVC-632L.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TViEDWykjM/TkK8jWQATcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yCYUy5uKDtA/s320/MVC-632L.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seven years ago today, my Mama went to Heaven. I have to admit, this has been an awful week because I miss her so. This picture is Mama looking at D as a baby. I like to think of her and my Dad watching over all of us-just that close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let the perpetual light shine upon them. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3823042331790261448?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3823042331790261448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3823042331790261448&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3823042331790261448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3823042331790261448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TViEDWykjM/TkK8jWQATcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yCYUy5uKDtA/s72-c/MVC-632L.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2921661956367939601</id><published>2011-08-10T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T10:13:13.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-When Mom's Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5a0fesUvUs/TkK7L76A5bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aZOOPy3qK8E/s1600/IMG_0088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5a0fesUvUs/TkK7L76A5bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aZOOPy3qK8E/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsjG7qNDe_k/TkK7ont_lzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TDFYorwFwWQ/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsjG7qNDe_k/TkK7ont_lzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TDFYorwFwWQ/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2921661956367939601?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2921661956367939601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2921661956367939601&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2921661956367939601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2921661956367939601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday-when-moms-away.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-When Mom&apos;s Away'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5a0fesUvUs/TkK7L76A5bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aZOOPy3qK8E/s72-c/IMG_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4656452185528226677</id><published>2011-08-08T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T06:56:40.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSM'/><title type='text'>Money Saving Monday</title><content type='html'>I was going to have really cute pictures for this post today, but I have misplaced my camera! :( I thought that with the way things are continuing to stay stagnant with the economy, that we needed to start encouraging each other with ways to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I love saving money in any way I can. I am not trying to turn myself into one of those bloggers who posts deals all the time-although I do love those too! I am just trying to share and look for more ways to save money. At the heart of this, I do feel like it is a part of my calling as a wife and mother to live frugally. So on Mondays, I will be posting little helpful hints as to how I go about it. I am hoping you will join me on this journey by posting your own money saving ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend, I gave haircuts to all four of my kids. This is a major way in which I can save money in our budget. I started by cutting my husband's hair when we were first married (I still do), and I continued with the boys. Saturday was a first in that I even cut A's hair. She just is not ready to sit in a chair. So, DH held her, and I gave her some much needed bangs and took about an inch off the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I am unable to cut my own hair, although, I do give myself bang trims to go longer between cuts. By cutting the hair of my five family members, I have estimated that I save approximately $90 every six weeks. That is a savings of $780 each year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing to save money? Join in on my Money Saving Monday discussion by posting and linking in the comments section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4656452185528226677?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4656452185528226677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4656452185528226677&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4656452185528226677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4656452185528226677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/money-saving-monday.html' title='Money Saving Monday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5233416522354812582</id><published>2011-08-05T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T06:30:46.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Friday Fitness!</title><content type='html'>I had a great week! After a week's visit with my sister-in-law and her kids, when I didn't get out much, I cam back with a vengeance! I have walked every day since then, with the exception of today. I made a conscious decision not to walk today as my left knee is acting up. As a result, I am allowing a day of rest to let myself heal, but watch out! I will be back out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mile away from reaching my first 50 miles! WOW! I can't believe I have hit that number! I am in it to stay! I love getting out, and I can feel my stress levels going down. This plan started on a whim, and here I am, loving where I am at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DH researched options as well for when winter strikes. There is a place not to far from here that I can join for $10/month. So excited to have figured this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, my music drove me this week. Here is one of my favorites from my playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qzU9OrZlKb8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how was your week? Leave a comment or write your own Friday Fitness post and link on up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5233416522354812582?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5233416522354812582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5233416522354812582&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5233416522354812582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5233416522354812582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-fitness.html' title='Friday Fitness!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qzU9OrZlKb8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8873505725604803126</id><published>2011-08-03T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T10:17:18.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-Big Brother Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlV00P-Ugbs/TjmBuNLgnDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YIthnMTzrY4/s1600/IMG_0968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlV00P-Ugbs/TjmBuNLgnDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YIthnMTzrY4/s320/IMG_0968.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves watching out for his baby sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8873505725604803126?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8873505725604803126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8873505725604803126&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8873505725604803126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8873505725604803126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday-big-brother-edition.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-Big Brother Edition'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlV00P-Ugbs/TjmBuNLgnDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YIthnMTzrY4/s72-c/IMG_0968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6693202868796200490</id><published>2011-07-30T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:18:24.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Achievement!</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I passed the one month mark in my quest for fitness! In one month and 4 days, I have logged 42 miles. I am pretty proud of that. If someone had told me the walking bug was going to hit this summer, I would have said, yeah, right! I actually get antsy to get out. I can feel my stress level drop because of it. Loving this choice I have made, and thankful for the people supporting me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6693202868796200490?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6693202868796200490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6693202868796200490&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6693202868796200490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6693202868796200490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/achievement.html' title='Achievement!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1198702155939886945</id><published>2011-07-29T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:50:40.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Friday Fitness</title><content type='html'>I thought I would start using Fridays as a day to recap what I have done this week, and possibly share what is motivating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only done about 3 miles this week. This was in part due to the storms that came through right during my walking time, as well as caring for my niece and nephew this week. I am OK with it. I know that life happens. Next week is looking busy work-wise, but I am looking forward to getting out. I know it relieves my stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music totally drove me this week when I did get out. I thought I would share some of what gets me going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vRfIAmt1fvo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always considered myself kind of a misfit, and the pounding rhythm in this keeps me going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what was your fitness of choice this week? Feel free to comment or write a post about it and link on up in the comment section because it is FRIDAY FITNESS and we need to motivate each other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1198702155939886945?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1198702155939886945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1198702155939886945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1198702155939886945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1198702155939886945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-fitness.html' title='Friday Fitness'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vRfIAmt1fvo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8626674800968697145</id><published>2011-07-28T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:04:43.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama musings'/><title type='text'>Random Musings</title><content type='html'>It has been a crazy week! I have been running here and there and watching my niece and nephew while my sister-in-law takes a class. So much fun to see the cousins spend time together. If I haven't responded to a text or email, chances are it is because I have been so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D has had a couple of follow-ups this week. His stitches are out! He was a couple of days out from a haircut, so he is looking a tad shaggy. The doctor said that I can cut it next week. (I know, it is the little things!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also had a follow-up in the burn center. This time we saw a pediatric surgeon. I have to take him back on Monday. If it isn't making adequate progress, then the doctor wants to do surgery next week to close it, hopefully without skin grafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that this appointment took me by surprise. After last week's, I thought we were set with the dressings, and that it would take a long time to heal. On the one hand, it would be closed and done. On the other hand, I hate the thought of him being put under. He has had such a rotten summer. Perhaps if they do the surgery, he can enjoy what is left. Praying for wisdom for the doctor when I take him back in on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D got to go to a birthday party today. I took M along, as well as my niece and nephew. I think it did D good to see his friends. There was a bounce house and a water slide. The doctor gave us a special dressing so he could participate. The only down side of the party was that the whole class was invited meaning that the boy who has bullied D in the past was there. We also saw him over the weekend at our parish festival. We have told D that if it is a group, he can play with this child, but there is to be no one on one. I believe that this boy is trying to alienate D. Over the weekend, D was with a few of the kids from this class and this boy was trying to pull kids away from D, including L, who is a girl and one of his best friends. L was having none of it (LOVE THAT GIRL!). Just brought back some of the worries I have for D for the next school year. I know he will be fine. He has some great friends who will stand by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about it in this neck of the woods. I have barely been out to walk this week, but timing is everything. We've had storms, and with my niece and nephew here, I haven't been able to get out unless I go before DH leaves for work. Oh well, I am a work in progress, and next week is another week. I have another 5K coming up at the end of August, as well as the one we are planning as a fundraiser in September for my kids' school. Loving my "sanity walks", and am already looking at what I can do when the snow flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8626674800968697145?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8626674800968697145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8626674800968697145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8626674800968697145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8626674800968697145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/random-musings_28.html' title='Random Musings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-750035287263481120</id><published>2011-07-21T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:06:07.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama musings'/><title type='text'>Feeling beaten</title><content type='html'>For those of you who are friends on FB, you already know some of this, so bear with me, please? This morning, all 4 of my babes were playing upstairs in my oldest's bedroom. I was starting to plan out my day as I smiled listening to their laughter. I should have checked. One of the boys had thought it would be a great idea and prop an air mattress up to P's bed and make a slide. D went down, and hit his head on a cabinet in the corner of the room. M came down before him saying that D's neck was bleeding. It wasn't his neck, but his head. There, on the side of his head was a one inch slash, and it was bleeding-alot, and it was deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the second time in a week, it was off to the ER with D. Fortunately, it was uncharacteristically quiet. We were taken back to a room rather quickly. The doctors joked that D got style points for how it happened. The attending commented that his godmother has 6 boys. He understood. I was thankful for that. About 3 hours, and 7 stitches later, we headed home. D is fine. I need to take him in next week for suture removal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also get to go back to the burn center next week as well. No skin grafts-thank God, but they are watching it as it heals. We got a new treatment plan, one that is more user friendly. He still can't swim, but he has a dressing we will change every 2 days and he can shower! That's it! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the feeling beaten? I am just feeling overwhelmed. My friend, K,&amp;nbsp; texted me yesterday that Satan is on attack. I believe I agree with her. I have some friends that probably feel the same way right now (could you &lt;a href="http://yestheyareallmine-mom.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-not-blogged-for-while.html"&gt;pray for them&lt;/a&gt;, please?).&amp;nbsp; I am having a hard time verbalizing how I feel right now. On the one hand, I am thankful that Drew's injuries weren't more serious. On the other, I am left wondering why and why twice in one week? I am also left wondering why my &lt;a href="http://yestheyareallmine-mom.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-not-blogged-for-while.html"&gt;dear friend&lt;/a&gt; and her family are having to go through what they are. She has had an awful year, and much more than anyone should have to deal with, especially all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have been surrounded and lifted up by such wonderful people in prayer (you all know who you are), yet the selfish side of me wonders why I haven't heard from certain others? Then I get angry at myself for even thinking that. The world certainly does not revolve around me.&amp;nbsp; Everyone has things they are dealing with, and from what I can see, Satan is hitting the faithful hard. I know that is at the root of my selfish thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, please help me to ignore that awful, insecure voice of mine. Help me to be able to focus on the task at hand and meet the needs of my children, and my family and friends. Help me to remember that YOU are at my side, and that is all I need. Jesus, I trust in you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-750035287263481120?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/750035287263481120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=750035287263481120&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/750035287263481120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/750035287263481120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-beaten.html' title='Feeling beaten'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6352273785446661750</id><published>2011-07-20T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:02:03.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Walking update</title><content type='html'>What an awesome experience the 5K was last week! The walkers (me) did a 2 mile loop through downtown. How cool to walk through the streets at night. We signed up for this as a big group, but the walkers included my DH, one of my best friends and her DH. Our time was OK, but, more importantly,&amp;nbsp; it was so much fun! I hope to do another soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Thursday, I took the weekend off. Life was too busy for me to get out, and I am OK with that. I now know I am in this for the long haul. I have been out every day this week so far even in the heat. My pace is good given the hot, humid air. It just feels good to get out and push myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made it past the 21 day challenge I gave myself (funny I didn't walk on day 21, though I would have liked to), and there is no turning back. I now wonder what took me so long to get here...no matter...I am EXACTLY where I am supposed to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6352273785446661750?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6352273785446661750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6352273785446661750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6352273785446661750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6352273785446661750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/walking-update.html' title='Walking update'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5701141958933408600</id><published>2011-07-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T08:28:43.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama musings'/><title type='text'>Mama Musings</title><content type='html'>My heart is aching for my son right now. I took D into see his pediatrician to get his leg looked at again. Three medical professionals looked at it (a nurse, who has 20 years of ER experience, a resident PA, and his pediatrician). Two of the three alluded to the fact that it should have been stitched. One of them said it might be showing signs of infection. The pediatrician came in and said that no, it could not have been stitched, and that it didn't look infected. They changed how we dress it, and asked that it get cleaned out twice a day. Next week, he goes to the burn center to get it looked at. I am wondering if they think it needs skin grafting. He goes on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I cleaned it for the first time. He screamed because it hurt. I think it is hurting more as time goes on. I hate feeling like I am hurting him. I hate that he has to go through this. It is on my mind constantly. I can't stop thinking about it. SO worried about infection. So worried about the next time I change a dressing. My Mama's heart wants to take the pain for him. My Mama's heart wants this to go away. I am worried and I am sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His pediatrician joked with him yesterday that if it didn't get better, they could cut his leg off. Really? You say that to an 8 year old? You say that in front of his Mama? I was so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had such a fun summer. We are told no more swim. Soccer starts in August. Not sure if he will be able to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for him. Please pray for wisdom&amp;nbsp; for the doctor when I take him in on Wednesday. Just pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5701141958933408600?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5701141958933408600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5701141958933408600&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5701141958933408600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5701141958933408600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/mama-musings.html' title='Mama Musings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1659366769020330546</id><published>2011-07-14T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T12:51:54.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Random Musings</title><content type='html'>It has been a crazy couple of days! I am continuing my quest of walking every path in my neighborhood. I am at 29 miles total right now, and day 18. I live to see those numbers go up. I am working on increasing my pace, but that is slow going. Tonight is my first 5K! It is a fun run/walk, and I am very excited. I am nervous too! I went out walking this morning to squelch the butterflies in my tummy, and that helped, but now I am getting REALLY nervous! Looking at doing another one in a couple of weeks. This one's proceeds are for a local meal program. I never thought I would be going down this road, and am enjoying the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we were in the ER last night. D fell off his new bike, and tore his leg open. I was working, but I heard the cries-not a fun thing to hear when you are working. DH brought him in and it was gushing. We needed to take him to the ER. Luckily, my boss, and dear friend, was able to log on and finish my shift for me. DH drove, and I put pressure on D's leg. We were there for a couple of hours. Ended up not getting any stitches, but summer fun is on hold for him for a while. No swimming and no shower. Today, he is playing video games while he stays off of it. It is going to take a while to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life moves on. Wish me luck tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1659366769020330546?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1659366769020330546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1659366769020330546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1659366769020330546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1659366769020330546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/random-musings.html' title='Random Musings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-32244959707127601</id><published>2011-07-13T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:13:59.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest post'/><title type='text'>Guest Posting</title><content type='html'>My cousin, Gregg, has an amazing blog, and asked me to guest post this week. You can check out what I wrote &lt;a href="http://brandempire.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-it-comes-to-brands-choosy-moms-are.html"&gt;over here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-32244959707127601?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/32244959707127601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=32244959707127601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/32244959707127601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/32244959707127601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/guest-posting.html' title='Guest Posting'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-402052507522230477</id><published>2011-07-13T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T08:42:11.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Almost Wordless Wednesday-Family Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr-4stdAzCM/Th28EsMFw3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/hUOk_W6AGo4/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr-4stdAzCM/Th28EsMFw3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/hUOk_W6AGo4/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A couple of my adult nieces (I am not old enough to have adult nieces, am I?) came over for a visit on Saturday. The kids were so excited to see their cousins! After, I went for a margarita with them to catch up. So good to see them! Love you girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-402052507522230477?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/402052507522230477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=402052507522230477&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/402052507522230477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/402052507522230477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-wordless-wednesday-family-time.html' title='Almost Wordless Wednesday-Family Time'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr-4stdAzCM/Th28EsMFw3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/hUOk_W6AGo4/s72-c/IMG_0528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-179714446574791811</id><published>2011-07-10T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:59:11.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Days12-15</title><content type='html'>Wow! I have passed the two week mark! As you can see from my sidebar widget, I have logged about 23 miles. Six days left to my 21 days makes a habit personal challenge, and I can tell you that I believe I am in this for the long haul!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to do about 2 miles a day. Really it depends on whether I work or not. The heat and humidity is also a drain, but boy, I feel like a new person! Only four days until the 5K-and I am super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a few friends saying that I am inspiring them. The truth is I am being inspired as well! So thankful for all of the support! Together, we can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that is helping is good music. My current favorite is Kings of Leon, "Use Somebody". It was an amazing help as I walked uphill this morning. What is your favorite workout song right now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-179714446574791811?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/179714446574791811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=179714446574791811&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/179714446574791811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/179714446574791811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/days12-15.html' title='Days12-15'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5043425830304354851</id><published>2011-07-06T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:13:59.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Days 9, 10, 11</title><content type='html'>I am having a great week! I have gotten out every day since my day off! On Independence Day, I walked for a personal farthest of 2.3 miles. Followed up 30 minutes later by another 1.3 (to and from the parade. Yesterday, I did my short, almost a mile circuit. I had to work early, and wanted to be sure I could get my walk in. I just got back from today's walk, and while I wanted it to be a 2 miler, I was short by a bit, walking 1.84 miles total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I am half way to my 21 day makes a habit personal challenge and I feel great! I also signed up for a 30 day challenge on &lt;a href="http://dailymile.com/"&gt;dailymile.com&lt;/a&gt; . One of the things that has struck me over the past week and a half is the great support network I have. There are a group of us from my Church doing this together as well as a few of my other close friends, and I love the support I am getting, and I hope they feel like i am supporting them. My DH even commented on it the other day. He was actually in amazement at how supportive we are all being of each other. My response, "that's how we roll!" So, to my friends who are supporting me, and I hope you know who you are, "THANK YOU!" We can do this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5043425830304354851?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5043425830304354851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5043425830304354851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5043425830304354851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5043425830304354851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/days-9-10-11.html' title='Days 9, 10, 11'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5549454530931750620</id><published>2011-07-06T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T06:51:02.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D'/><title type='text'>Almost Wordless Wednesday-the 8 year old edition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sVSg4ynguc/ThRl3lIdn8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/OAJkl1HYiho/s1600/IMG_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGxyZ6DL9vQ/ThRoAkQjo_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/iHJgIm9edhk/s1600/102_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGxyZ6DL9vQ/ThRoAkQjo_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/iHJgIm9edhk/s320/102_0024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sVSg4ynguc/ThRl3lIdn8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/OAJkl1HYiho/s1600/IMG_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eight years ago today, you came into this world. We are so proud of you, D! Happy Birthday! Love, Mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5549454530931750620?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5549454530931750620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5549454530931750620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5549454530931750620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5549454530931750620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-wordless-wednesday-8-year-old.html' title='Almost Wordless Wednesday-the 8 year old edition!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGxyZ6DL9vQ/ThRoAkQjo_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/iHJgIm9edhk/s72-c/102_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7414224529371270317</id><published>2011-07-04T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T06:52:03.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Days 7 and 8</title><content type='html'>Saturday, I waited to get my walk in. I work early on Saturdays, and I could not bring myself to get up early and walk. We were going to fireworks that night, and I knew I would get a walk in that way. Not as much exercise, but my friend, Teri reminded me that because we were shuttling the kids that I should get extra credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I didn't get out to walk. I wish I had. I am sitting here on Monday morning feeling bad that I missed a day. In fairness, we didn't get home from fireworks until 1:30 in the morning, and we had Mass, but I am really wishing I had gone. Today is a new day, and as I hear my oldest rise, I know I will be on the road shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7414224529371270317?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7414224529371270317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7414224529371270317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7414224529371270317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7414224529371270317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/days-7-and-8.html' title='Days 7 and 8'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7895302182511581628</id><published>2011-07-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T07:50:25.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>Today I went farther but slower. At 9 AM, it is almost 80, and supposed to go up to 95. I decided I wanted to slow down a bit after a discussion DH and I had last night. If I am in this for the long haul, I need to build up. So I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slowed pace allowed me to actually have a few thoughts to myself, and God. Like how beautiful the day was. I relished in the breeze blowing on my face, cooling me in the humidity. I could smell the flower as I passed certain houses, and the freshly cut grass. I was filled with thoughts of how good God is. THAT made today's walk all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7895302182511581628?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7895302182511581628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7895302182511581628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7895302182511581628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7895302182511581628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5205651887613307229</id><published>2011-06-30T14:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:59:36.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A-isms</title><content type='html'>When M started talking, I would write a post about the funny things he said. We are starting into the same stage with A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if we are moving toward early potty training. She is often dry after sleeping, and is very aware of what she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Twice yesterday, she came to tell me she had "poopies" (she came up with that term by the way). Later in the day, I asked her if she had a BM because, well, she was stinky. She said no, but Daddy does (he was at work)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she brought me her dolly to be changed-she was actually the one needing changing. She makes me laugh when she does this. So different from her brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The boys were all between 3 and 4 when they trained, but I just wonder about her. When did your littles train?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5205651887613307229?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5205651887613307229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5205651887613307229&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5205651887613307229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5205651887613307229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/isms.html' title='A-isms'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-916510287961042181</id><published>2011-06-30T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:50:13.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update because I work in a bit. I almost didn't get out this morning because I overslept and then my DH went to work P was still sleeping, but God knew I needed to get out there. P woke up in enough time for me to get a quick loop in, shower and then work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned on my iPod, the first song was "I can only Imagine", by MercyMe. What a great way to start! I had the sun in my face, and it felt wonderful! I did a few spurts of running-wish I could push myself more, but I keep reminding myself, baby steps. In the end, I shaved a minute off my time from yesterday, and 3 minutes off my time from when I started. I call that progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total miles so far: 6 (widget on my sidebar)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-916510287961042181?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/916510287961042181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=916510287961042181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/916510287961042181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/916510287961042181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2247394841947854412</id><published>2011-06-29T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T07:54:24.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJAEpVRmZww/Tgs8j8F0Y-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Dzp6TdE2L9w/s1600/shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJAEpVRmZww/Tgs8j8F0Y-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Dzp6TdE2L9w/s320/shoes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2247394841947854412?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2247394841947854412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2247394841947854412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2247394841947854412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2247394841947854412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/wordless-wednesday_29.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJAEpVRmZww/Tgs8j8F0Y-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Dzp6TdE2L9w/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4959035645267522774</id><published>2011-06-29T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T07:53:12.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Days 3 and 4</title><content type='html'>Day 4 and I am still going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day 3, I had to back off and just walk yesterday as my right shin was killing me. I thought about taking the day off, but I needed to at least move. Some friends made comment that perhaps I needed new shoes. My shoes were pretty old, but I never used them for much. In looking at them a little more closely, I realizes that they were a 1/2 size too small! (4 babies have increased my shoe size by a full 2 sizes-what's up with that???) So off to the store I went. My shin continued to bother me throughout the day. I told DH I would be taking day 4 off (which really bummed me out),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got up this morning (Day 4), and my shin felt really good. AND I was dying to try out my new shoes. So, after getting the kids set with breakfast, I left my very capable oldest son in charge, and out I went. NO SHIN PAIN! I mostly walked, but did a few spurts of running. It was wonderful!!! I even clipped a minute off my time for this route. So glad I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles this week: 5&lt;br /&gt;(not bad, huh?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4959035645267522774?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4959035645267522774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4959035645267522774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4959035645267522774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4959035645267522774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/days-3-and-4.html' title='Days 3 and 4'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7366421160868614566</id><published>2011-06-27T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:08:18.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>21 Days</title><content type='html'>I have heard that it takes 21 days to make a habit. Well, I am on day 2. I went out this morning, did just shy of a mile, and ran about a third. Feeling hot, sweaty and in need of a shower., but I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH and I also signed up for that 5K in 2 1/2 weeks. We are doing it with a few friends from our parish. DH says&amp;nbsp; he is walking all the way. (He is a former high school track runner and football player, and I don't think his knees are up to it). And me, I entertain no delusions about this. I will most likely walk most of it, but I am hoping for a couple of spurts of running. Wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for more updates in my quest for fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God, all things are possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7366421160868614566?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7366421160868614566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7366421160868614566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7366421160868614566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7366421160868614566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/21-days.html' title='21 Days'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1574523496515235113</id><published>2011-06-26T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T19:29:48.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise musings'/><title type='text'>Exercise</title><content type='html'>So, something has been gnawing at me for a while. I need to exercise. I get so discouraged about weight. My thyroid is dead, and my medication is still not at the right level. I know the key is going to be exercise. I've been down this road before, and I start out and then get discouraged. A week ago, my friend, Jodi was talking about someone she knew who lost a lot of weight running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running?!? I hate running...at least I think I do. I did in high school. After that, any exercise I did was in the form of aerobics or biking. I was on a good start after I got married (that tells you how long it has been), and then I injured my knee. I had surgery, and then I was afraid to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone, (OK, not everyone, but a lot of people I know) are running. Jodi, and another friend, Kristina, just did a 5K today. They had a blast. They are loving it. As are my friends, Lisa and Sydney, to name a couple more. Is it possible that I might enjoy running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not convinced, however, a bunch of my friends are doing a 5K in a couple of weeks. They will be Storming the Bastille. I have been told that it isn't so much about running as it is about fun for this one. I am thinking about it, praying about it. I don't want to look like a fool...but what if I like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out tonight for a little get up and go. My DH offered to come with me for a walk, but I wanted the time alone. I felt bad telling him that, but I am trying this for me. &amp;nbsp; I did about 2 miles. I jogged/ran about a third of it. I am slow...I know it...but I did it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1574523496515235113?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1574523496515235113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1574523496515235113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1574523496515235113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1574523496515235113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/exercise.html' title='Exercise'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4200343664978930245</id><published>2011-06-24T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:52:03.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life musings'/><title type='text'>Life Musings</title><content type='html'>Oh what a jumble of emotions the past 24 hours have been. My cousin, &lt;a href="http://www.themomcreative.com/2011/06/sleeping.html"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt;, gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Adeline Olive. Last night, P, my 11 year old, told he didn't want to grow up too fast (please, baby, don't). And I thought about Adeline and looked at P, and wondered, where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night another cousin, who was celebrating her 33rd anniversary, posted pictures from her wedding in 1978. It is the first wedding I remember. She posted the individual pictures of each family. At first, it was funny to see. I mean, it was 1978! The leisure suits, the perms, it truly made me giggle. Then, I was suddenly hit with sadness for those who are no longer here. I miss my Mom and Dad, my Uncle Frank and Aunt Marilyn, my Uncle Tony Bal, my Aunt Sandra. Then the picture that brought me to tears, my Nana. It was taken less than 2 months before she died. Again, I ask myself, where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the family gatherings. I miss the infusion of Italian culture. Try as I might, I am a sore substitute for my Dad in that area. I am grateful for what FB has brought to our family. I have connected with some of my cousins in a way I perhaps might not of. We are planning a family reunion for next year. I look forward to it, but it won't be the same. Too many people are sore missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end on a lighter note, here is the picture of my family. Guess which one I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ilgmymrj2xc/TgSyj-BaykI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kW6Enpka93M/s1600/1978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ilgmymrj2xc/TgSyj-BaykI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kW6Enpka93M/s320/1978.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4200343664978930245?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4200343664978930245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4200343664978930245&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4200343664978930245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4200343664978930245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-musings.html' title='Life Musings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ilgmymrj2xc/TgSyj-BaykI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kW6Enpka93M/s72-c/1978.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4028993957279916530</id><published>2011-06-23T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T14:12:55.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v4GteZ6Fl3k" width="425"&gt;&amp;amp;amp;lt;p&amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;This &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;lt;/p&amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a bit of an oldie, but the lyrics really speak to my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4028993957279916530?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4028993957279916530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4028993957279916530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4028993957279916530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4028993957279916530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v4GteZ6Fl3k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7511540525853555830</id><published>2011-06-23T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T07:03:11.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer musings'/><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>I guess I have been MIA over here for a while. We have been so busy, but good busy! I have fallen into a nice groove with the kids between summer and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P has been such a great help with the littles. He is turning into quite the young man. He began babysitting for us since turning 11. I would like for him to take the certification class, but it will have to wait until fall as the times this summer conflict with his swim schedule. In the meantime, he has been caring for his siblings here and there so DH and I can get out a bit. Diaper changing is still needing more practice, but he will get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had lots of time with friends in the short time we have been on break. We were invited over to M's teacher's house (a good friend of mine) with a couple of other families. The kids had a blast, as did the adults. (I think I counted 14 kids between all of us). I was in charge of dessert. I made an eclair torte and raspberry tiramisu. The tiramisu is making an encore this weekend as we dine at another friend's house Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good summer so far! If only the weather would cooperate we'd be in great shape! We've had almost 3 inches of rain this week alone, and as I write this, it is raining yet again. I had planned on taking what my college roommate calls "sanity walks" but the weather is being VERY uncooperative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my college roommate, please keep her mother in your prayers. She underwent a mastectomy last week, and may now need valve replacement surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, please keep my cousin, &lt;a href="http://www.themomcreative.com/"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt;, and her almost born daughter in your prayers. She is delivering any minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping everyone's summer is going well! What have you been up to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7511540525853555830?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7511540525853555830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7511540525853555830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7511540525853555830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7511540525853555830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4428698579104176212</id><published>2011-06-15T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:43:10.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Fitting In</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot about friendship lately. Making friends has not always come easily to me. I am basically a shy person (some of you who have known me for a while may not believe this), until you get to know me. It is part of where my &lt;a href="http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/phone-phobic.html"&gt;phone phobia&lt;/a&gt; comes from.&amp;nbsp; I had a hard time fitting in as a child. I struggled with my weight (still do!). I was teased and even bullied at times. This didn't make finding friends any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have gotten older, I still have some of the same struggles. That inner voice still tells me that no one will like me. That I am not as pretty, certainly not as thin, and I am BORING. I sometimes struggle with finding where I fit in. Some of you who followed my old blog, know that I had a pretty bad falling out with some friends from high school a couple of years ago. It was bad. And as my 25 year reunion approaches (in 2 years, but some of us are starting to talk about plans on FB), I am encountering some of those people on the reunion group page. It all comes back to me like a stinging slap in the face. I remind myself, however, that I am a stronger person now. I have value. I have worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been really thinking about this issue of fitting in. I can look back and realize that the fall out with those supposed friends was really due to one thing. My faith and their lack of it. I have no judgment in that statement. I am not saying I am better than they are. What I am saying is that my choice to practice my faith was at odds with their choice not to. When we were young and single, it didn't seem to matter as much. Now that I am older and have impressionable children, it is tantamount that I surround myself with friends in the same struggle. Friends who have the same goal-raising our children to get to Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself very blessed to have found friends who support me, and whom I can support right back. Some are those who read this blog whom I have never met in real life, one is someone who has not left my side since we reconnected about 10 years ago, others are from my book club, and many are those whom I have surrounded myself with at my parish and in my children's school, including the mother to my beautiful god-daughter. While I still sometimes hear that inner voice of my youth, I am better able to quiet it. I have some wonderful, faith-filled people surrounding me who do remind me that I have value. I have worth, and we are in this together. I do fit in. Perhaps I always did, but I needed these people in my life to show me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4428698579104176212?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4428698579104176212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4428698579104176212&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4428698579104176212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4428698579104176212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/fitting-in.html' title='Fitting In'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6953997694311990240</id><published>2011-06-13T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T07:42:57.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check-in'/><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>Summer has arrived! We are just a couple days in, but so far so good! Lots of busy-ness this week, but all fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few blog posts swirling in my head, so hopefully, I can find some time to get them written. In the meantime, hope everyone is having a wonderful summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6953997694311990240?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6953997694311990240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6953997694311990240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6953997694311990240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6953997694311990240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8308279161863843023</id><published>2011-06-08T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T20:39:52.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi3zmaeeB9U/TfBAbHMMjnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cmMFdGspZso/s1600/Alex+and+mama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi3zmaeeB9U/TfBAbHMMjnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cmMFdGspZso/s320/Alex+and+mama.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8308279161863843023?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8308279161863843023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8308279161863843023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8308279161863843023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8308279161863843023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi3zmaeeB9U/TfBAbHMMjnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cmMFdGspZso/s72-c/Alex+and+mama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4503876273847577518</id><published>2011-05-27T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T07:36:02.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer musings'/><title type='text'>It's coming...can you feel it???</title><content type='html'>As I slowly got moving this morning, I relished in being able to take my time. The boys have a four day weekend for the holiday. Alarms were turned off last night as the kids were tucked in. This morning as I snuggled with A and D, the thought came to me, "We are almost there!" On June 9, school is out for summer. God willing, I will be the mother of a sixth grader (P), third grader (D), K5 kid (M), and an almost 2 year old (A).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am relishing the thought of summer. I think it is getting easier as they get older. Yes, this year will be busy with an almost 2 year old who will need to be followed as she doesn't have the experience yet to know not to run in the street, but I do think this is going to be a great summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P is joining a pre-competitive swimming program. His swim teacher has already told me he is moving up to level 6 (the last level before life-guarding), so we thought it would be good for him to gain the experience he will need if he chooses to do swim team in high school. D and M will continue with weekly lessons throughout the summer. Needless to say, all three boys are swimming on Tuesday nights, and P will be at a different high school meaning my DH and I will be going in 2 different directions. We usually take summers off, but I am looking forward to this activity for the boys this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to work this summer, and am grateful for the hours. I even like my schedule. I have one night shift, one day shift (mostly during A's nap time) and Saturday mornings. Between this and the web research that I am doing for work, I am thankful that I will not be worrying about lack of hours this summer while I still get to spend time in my favorite activity-being a mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I write this with excitement and gratitude...SUMMER IS ALMOST HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;***Did you notice I let go of the nick-names? The boys did not like the Super Mario themed names I had given them, so in order to please them and still keep the anonymity, I will refer to them by an initial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4503876273847577518?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4503876273847577518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4503876273847577518&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4503876273847577518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4503876273847577518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-comingcan-you-feel-it.html' title='It&apos;s coming...can you feel it???'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1172036528887917143</id><published>2011-05-19T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:34:00.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TT'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1iK2lf6acPs/TdVFq8JYcVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IzzoGNQUUdg/s1600/IMG_6857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1iK2lf6acPs/TdVFq8JYcVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IzzoGNQUUdg/s320/IMG_6857.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am thankful for this crew,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but see the one in the middle hanging on to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;his sister (who by the way ADORES him)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is 11 today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eleven years ago today, I became a Mama, his Mama,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I am so thankful for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, dear sweet, P!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_964533971"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_964533972"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1172036528887917143?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1172036528887917143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1172036528887917143&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1172036528887917143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1172036528887917143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1iK2lf6acPs/TdVFq8JYcVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IzzoGNQUUdg/s72-c/IMG_6857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2340203890385304898</id><published>2011-05-16T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T13:41:07.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Phone Phobic</title><content type='html'>Hello, my name is Therese, and I am phone phobic. There. I said it. I know some of you know what I mean. I have a really hard time talking on the phone. If I have never called someone before, like a new friend or a blogging buddy, I find it extremely difficult to make that jump. I figure that they are too busy or truly just won't want to hear from me (yes, I am insecure like that-I always have been). Once I make that first contact, I am pretty good, but that first leap of faith takes a lot from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there have been some blogging buddies that I have been dying to meet. My friend, &lt;a href="http://yestheyareallmine-mom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Evy&lt;/a&gt;, for example is one (along with her daughter, Karyn). I didn't have to go through that total discomfort I feel at being the first one to call. She had an email/FB issue about a year ago, and her daughter called me, and then she called. Issue taken care of. We don't talk often (need to do that more, Evy!), but I have no problem calling my dear friend and bloggy Gramma to my children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the same issue with people I know in real life. I am kind of up-front about it-usually. Takes me forever to make that leap. It is really hard for me to offer my phone number or cell as a result (Kristina-if you read this, it took a lot of courage to offer you my cell number!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's world of technology, though, I find my way around things. I don't need to call. I can email. I can text. I can facebook.&amp;nbsp; I don't NEED to call. I kind of think this is a problem though. I think it makes life very impersonal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason, though, today I felt encouraged. I decided to take the bull by the horns so to speak. I received a postcard from another dear blogging friend, &lt;a href="http://benotafraidnancy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nancy &lt;/a&gt;that she sent while in Rome. It meant a lot to me, and the beginning on the front was, "Do not be afraid." So I called. I also called &lt;a href="http://makemeasaint.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt;. She and I have been making plans to talk for a while-like over a year. I mustered up all my courage to make these two calls...and no one was home. UGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2340203890385304898?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2340203890385304898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2340203890385304898&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2340203890385304898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2340203890385304898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/phone-phobic.html' title='Phone Phobic'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-564226113753831762</id><published>2011-05-13T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T10:20:00.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As blogger was down this morning, a few of us were commiserating that we couldn’t write this morning. Then, someone said, “Why not write it in a word doc and you can post it later?” What a positively great idea!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a moment though, it got me to thinking about blogging. I was hesitant to write a post over in word for upload later. It made me think. Why am I writing? Is it for me alone? If it were, why not just write in word, for only me. I used to do that from time to time just to get my thoughts out.&amp;nbsp; Then, I thought about the wonderful friends I have made in this awesome thing called blogging.&amp;nbsp; I don’t just write for me, but for them as well. We have this great online conversation dependent on what each of us is writing about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember when I had first heard of blogs. “Web logs” is what they were called. I remember scoffing at the idea. Why would someone want to do that? Here I am, many years later doing the thing that I used to scoff at. It is such a great way to exchange ideas. It is also a great way for friendships to be formed. Many of you have touched my life in so many wondrous ways.&amp;nbsp; I cannot fathom my life without many of you. For some of you, and you know who you are, I look forward to the day we can meet and carry on this conversation in real life. Until then, at least we have our blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;**I did actually write this in word while I waited for blogger to come back.&amp;nbsp; Not the same…I want my blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-564226113753831762?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/564226113753831762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=564226113753831762&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/564226113753831762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/564226113753831762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogger-musings.html' title='Blogger Musings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-4102840951448547082</id><published>2011-05-10T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:13:53.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special days'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I received these for Mother's Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2jIjVPJyCw/TclV6pNqpUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sJNfNDvKkzU/s1600/chimes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2jIjVPJyCw/TclV6pNqpUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sJNfNDvKkzU/s320/chimes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine have the "Love is patient" quote from Corinthians on the chimes. I have to say that this is one of the most meaningful Mother's Day gifts I have be given by my DH. For one, the scripture passage was read at our wedding.&amp;nbsp; Secondly, my parents always had wind chimes hanging outside their kitchen window, and now I do as well. As I worked at my kitchen table yesterday, I loved hearing them and thinking of my parents, and my wedding, and my DH. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-4102840951448547082?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/4102840951448547082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=4102840951448547082&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4102840951448547082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/4102840951448547082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2jIjVPJyCw/TclV6pNqpUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sJNfNDvKkzU/s72-c/chimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5395780475600391350</id><published>2011-05-08T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T13:46:28.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Mario'/><title type='text'>First Communion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlyS2U7hhOE/Tcb_IKnpXPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/l8pgiMvBYMw/s1600/IMG_6651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlyS2U7hhOE/Tcb_IKnpXPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/l8pgiMvBYMw/s320/IMG_6651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3coCP0fGwg/Tcb_RYHhdHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Zr_QfEeHeec/s1600/IMG_6650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3coCP0fGwg/Tcb_RYHhdHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Zr_QfEeHeec/s320/IMG_6650.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tggwajrQgWg/Tcb_aoZ8mWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VafiThr4Pt8/s1600/IMG_6642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tggwajrQgWg/Tcb_aoZ8mWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VafiThr4Pt8/s320/IMG_6642.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5395780475600391350?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5395780475600391350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5395780475600391350&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5395780475600391350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5395780475600391350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-communion.html' title='First Communion'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlyS2U7hhOE/Tcb_IKnpXPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/l8pgiMvBYMw/s72-c/IMG_6651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8038896680484997850</id><published>2011-05-05T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T10:57:00.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess peach'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Words</title><content type='html'>My dear Princess Peach is really starting to talk-a lot. She seems to understand so much more than the boys did at this age. Not sure if she is brilliant or if it is a girl thing, but I love it when she says something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Good Friday, we had the pleasure of having Rosina sit behind us. Rosina is an elderly lady&amp;nbsp; from Slovenia who has belonged to our parish for decades. She is a widow, and I am not sure if she has children. I first met her at Adoration a couple of years ago, and I asked her to pray for my sister-in-law who was being treated for breast cancer at the time. She loves children, and always stops to say hello to mine, especially taking time with Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Good Friday, as I said, Rosina was behind us, and during the service, she would stop, take out her Missal and show Princess the picture on the cover of the San Damiano Crucifix. She would point to Jesus and tell Princess, "That's Jesus, love Jesus." To me, she would say, "See! She knows and she loves Jesus." It was such a beautiful moment, and one that I would like to think that Princess would have had with my Mom, had she still been alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday, when I went to go get Princess up from her nap, she was snuggling into my shoulder, and she pointed to the crucifix on her bookcase. She whispered, "Jesus!" I stopped where I stood and said, "Is that Jesus?" and I got a very firm "YES!" from her. Obviously, she hears us talk about Jesus, and she is there when we pray, but there was no denying what Rosina had taught her-and it was such a beautiful word to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8038896680484997850?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8038896680484997850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8038896680484997850&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8038896680484997850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8038896680484997850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/beautiful-words.html' title='Beautiful Words'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2204110609576957239</id><published>2011-05-05T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T09:38:41.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Mario'/><title type='text'>Busy, Busy!</title><content type='html'>My dear sweet Super Mario is making his First Communion this Saturday! He is very excited. Could you please pray for him (as well as his very stressed out Mama who is trying to get everything ready)? Hope to have pictures after the weekend (we have a niece's First Communion on Sunday as well!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2204110609576957239?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2204110609576957239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2204110609576957239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2204110609576957239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2204110609576957239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/05/busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2639002668754648421</id><published>2011-04-30T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T21:08:38.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Blessed John Paul II</title><content type='html'>I am so excited for the beautification tomorrow! I have waited for this for a long time! When I studied in Rome in 1990, I had the privilege of seeing Pope JP II several times. I was there for Spring semester which meant that I was there for Lent and Holy Week. What a profound effect that semester had on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw him was at a Papal Audience. In those days, he was still in good health. After the audience, he went around the barricades greeting people, shaking hands, and here or there, stopping to lay hands on people's heads and blessing them. As he grew nearer, I remember saying to myself, if only I could shake his hand or touch his sleeve. Well, our Lord must have known that I needed a special blessing because when he came to where I stood, he laid hands on my head and blessed me. It seems like so long ago (it was), but I still hold that memory dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be at my nephew's First Communion. I will be joining with others around the world in prayers of Thanksgiving as Pope John Paul II becomes Blessed John Paul II!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2639002668754648421?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2639002668754648421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2639002668754648421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2639002668754648421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2639002668754648421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/04/blessed-john-paul-ii.html' title='Blessed John Paul II'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1325526942484817930</id><published>2011-04-30T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T20:59:08.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Jesus, I Trust in You!</title><content type='html'>Ever have one of those moments where you realize that you indeed have had a prayer answered? A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about how I felt through Lent like I had been in a desert, just going through the motions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around that time, I had also received notice that my hours were being cut. I was told that the part of my job that I love was in tact, but the project I had been working on was gone. As usual, worry set in. School fees would be due when we returned from break, and well, I was worried. I am a worrier. Try as I might to lay things in the hands of our Lord, I am a worrier. It's the whole control thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was working on our household budget, I heard the words come to me, "Jesus, I trust in you." A couple of hours later I was on &lt;strike&gt;the time-sucker&lt;/strike&gt; Facebook. My dear friend Corrine had posted a reminder about the Divine Mercy novena starting on Good Friday. I started the novena in earnest.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, as I had feared, I forgot to continue, and I was so disappointed in myself.&amp;nbsp; As the days passed, however, I found myself repeating those words, "Jesus, I trust in you". I felt and continue to feel such great peace at these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Thursday I received an email from one of the people I had been working with on the project. She wanted to meet with me to discuss a new direction. Friday I met with her, as well as another person on the project. Although the project in its last form was dismantled, they wanted to keep me around to be a part of the re-work. In other words, the hour have been replaced. Praise Jesus! He certainly has taught me a lesson! Jesus, I trust in you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1325526942484817930?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1325526942484817930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1325526942484817930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1325526942484817930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1325526942484817930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/04/jesus-i-trust-in-you.html' title='Jesus, I Trust in You!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7881407800753393983</id><published>2011-04-27T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T20:34:10.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-Rainy Day Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fg2QiusQBX0/TbjfvWm7G5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JrX8fnz9Io0/s320/michael.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Yu0B9ZdQk4/Tbjf9xHsh0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/nU9VAxasrVk/s1600/p.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Yu0B9ZdQk4/Tbjf9xHsh0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/nU9VAxasrVk/s320/p.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7881407800753393983?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7881407800753393983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7881407800753393983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7881407800753393983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7881407800753393983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/04/wordless-wednesday-rainy-day-style.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-Rainy Day Style!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-0TJRv0ldI/Tbjfugwf6SI/AAAAAAAAADw/AhiwCfiHybo/s72-c/alrx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3683468031753288079</id><published>2011-04-26T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T17:43:59.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TTT'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Tea Talk</title><content type='html'>My friend,&lt;a href="http://makemeasaint.blogspot.com/2011/04/tuesday-tea-talk.html"&gt; Jamie, is hosting Tuesday Tea Talk&lt;/a&gt;, and I thought I would join in. She asks the questions, we give the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are her questions, and my answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is something you wish you were better at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were better at crocheting. I have some friends who make some amazing things, and I am just not that good. I make awesome potholders, but that is it. I aspire to be more crafty, but I just don't have the time or the talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why do you like the music you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than opera, I like just about anything. I relate to a lot of the music I listen to. (Jamie-Rick Springfield-ABSOLUTELY! He does 5 shows here every May. I have yet to go...maybe you could come down and we could go!!!) Basically though, if I can sing it, I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. New York or California?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York! I would love to go someday and take in some shows. Again, it's the music thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ocean or Pool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely pool! I don't like sand, nor do I like swimming among creatures. Kind of freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Year so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM...This is a hard one. I would have to say the year DH and I were married. It was the start of such a wonderful time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like joining in? Hop over to&lt;a href="http://makemeasaint.blogspot.com/2011/04/tuesday-tea-talk.html"&gt; Jamie's. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3683468031753288079?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3683468031753288079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3683468031753288079&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3683468031753288079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3683468031753288079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/04/tuesday-tea-talk.html' title='Tuesday Tea Talk'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3097838459262610458</id><published>2011-04-21T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:47:18.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>I am guessing that &lt;a href="http://makemeasaint.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie &lt;/a&gt;is taking the day off as it is the start of the Easter Triduum, but I thought I would take a moment to think about things I am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my hubby and kids. They really are the reason I have motivation in the morning! I always look forward to those smiles and early morning hugs. Hoping they will be a little later now that they are off for Spring Break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my friends in real life and here. It was so good to see comments from some of you yesterday. I have missed this community. I am trying to make a real effort to participate. I feel more at peace when I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the wonderful days we are entering into. Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday! God is so good to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all have a Blessed Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3097838459262610458?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3097838459262610458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3097838459262610458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3097838459262610458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3097838459262610458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/04/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3722597751724686591</id><published>2011-04-20T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T09:37:29.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Musings</title><content type='html'>Well, I wonder if anyone will even read this post. I have been so busy that I haven't posted, I haven't commented. Not a very good blog friend, am I? I do pray for all of you...that counts, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH...where do I begin? It has been a very interesting few months of 2011. I am working quite a bit (still from home) and the kids keep me busy. We have been preparing Super Mario for his First Communion on May 7. Please pray for him. He has such a big, loving heart. Praying that the next few weeks will be good for him as he nears this Sacrament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys have been busy with school and now spring soccer. There is not an afternoon that I am not driving someone somewhere. I think this sort of snuck up on me. I didn't expect to be driving all over the place so soon. Luigi will be 11 in May. He will be taking the babysitting class soon thereafter. Thankfully, he has started watching his siblings when I have close, quick errands. It has made trips like the orthodontist for Super Mario much less stressful. He is really very good at it. I am looking forward to the bit of freedom this will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent has not been what I had hoped it would be. I am in kind of a dry season right now (appropriate for Lent, don't you think?). It actually started in January when I went to the Women of Christ conference. I was blessed to be able to listen to &lt;a href="http://immaculee.com/"&gt;Immaculee Iligabiza&lt;/a&gt;, a survivor of the Rwandan genocide. I highly recommend her books. She was giving a talk on forgiveness and healing, and asked us to open our hearts to forgiving whomever we are mad at. I thought to myself, "I am mad at no one." As the day went on, the emotions started to pour out. Yes, I am. I realized that I have been harboring anger about losing my parents. I went to Confession, and had a wonderful chat with one of the many priests there. I needed that. I cried- a lot. It was very good, but now I feel kind of, well, empty. Lent has proceeded mainly this way. Except for Living Stations last week. It was all I could do NOT to cry. Seeing how our Lord sacrificed for us. Hopeful for a blessed Easter season. I need it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lest I not mention my two youngest...PacMan is very busy with K4. He loves school and is much better behaved than I really expected. It is amazing to see the transformation in him from someone who refused to say the alphabet with me to someone who is preparing to read. And Princess Peach? She is a busy 19 month old who loves time with her Mama...until Daddy comes home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all have a Blessed Easter! Hoping that this post will get me back into the groove! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3722597751724686591?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3722597751724686591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3722597751724686591&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3722597751724686591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3722597751724686591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/04/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5535090521468984513</id><published>2011-03-17T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:12:14.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess peach'/><title type='text'>Princess Peach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XQTD8pRLbiA/TYIyk6mp4hI/AAAAAAAAADs/BQF94uSrX0I/s1600/big+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XQTD8pRLbiA/TYIyk6mp4hI/AAAAAAAAADs/BQF94uSrX0I/s320/big+girl.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_524472524"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_524472525"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5535090521468984513?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5535090521468984513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5535090521468984513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5535090521468984513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5535090521468984513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/03/princess-peach.html' title='Princess Peach'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XQTD8pRLbiA/TYIyk6mp4hI/AAAAAAAAADs/BQF94uSrX0I/s72-c/big+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7290692297812671319</id><published>2011-03-09T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:27:08.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenten musings'/><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>On this first Day of Lent, peace is my wish for you. I was struck with this thought as I saw how beautifully Princess Peach can say it to everyone around her at Mass now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been blogging much at all, but know you are all on my mind and heart as Lent begins. May it be a fruitful Lent for us all as we near closer to Easter! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7290692297812671319?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7290692297812671319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7290692297812671319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7290692297812671319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7290692297812671319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/03/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-9187957372318914326</id><published>2011-02-17T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:35:28.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education musings'/><title type='text'>Education Musings-Wisconsin Style</title><content type='html'>I am a former Wisconsin public school teacher. There, I said it. I taught for five years in the third largest school district in the state. According to Wisconsin law, you pay union dues whether you choose to belong to the union or not. As a result, I did belong to the union. That great union that was there to protect my rights as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in my fourth year of teaching, I found myself in the situation of having absolutely no prep time. My union? They did very little to improve the situation. I was one special ed teacher. I wasn't worth the effort.&amp;nbsp; How is that fighting for the union members' rights? It certainly was not in the best interest of the students to not give me time to prep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to join the union. I was one of those teachers. I am a conservative. There was no way I was going to vote for the Democrat that they were telling us all we HAD to vote for. In good conscience, I couldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the point of my post? If any of you have been paying attention to the news, our governor, Scott Walker, is looking to balance the budget. He has decided that the public unions (think teachers) need to start paying more for insurance as well as paying in to their pensions. He is also taking away some, but not all, bargaining rights. In the real world, they are still paying less than most private sector employees do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher unions' response? To have teachers call in sick to the point that at least 45 districts in Wisconsin have had to close today. My guess is that even more will close tomorrow. This does not impact my children as we have made the decision to send them to Catholic schools, but what about the thousands of students who are left without school today. How is that serving the best interests of the students? And what about the parents who are left high and dry trying to find childcare for their children? Some of these districts called in so late that the parents didn't know about it until 8 AM today! This is so wrong! So unprofessional! There was also word of Madison teachers taking students to the protests! Again, totally inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be honest here. As I said before, I never wanted to be a union member. I also think that teachers' unions are unnecessary. Teachers scream about wanting to be paid and treated as professionals. You can't have it both ways. If you are a professional, you don't belong in a labor union. I firmly believe that teachers should be evaluated and receive increases based on merit. Merit based wages would ensure that we have teachers who are performing. We would be able to eliminate any teachers who were not making the grade. I am sorry, but for those teachers (and there are many here) who are making over $100K per year (in salary and benefits) for working 8-9 months a year, you have NOTHING to complain about. I think about your private school counterparts who are making far less, and have their students performing. Thank you to my sons' teachers. You show you care. Public school teachers-shame on you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-9187957372318914326?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/9187957372318914326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=9187957372318914326&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/9187957372318914326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/9187957372318914326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/02/education-musings-wisconsin-style.html' title='Education Musings-Wisconsin Style'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3800955871416500189</id><published>2011-02-09T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:21:13.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><title type='text'>Almost Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9xzY7IEZfg/TVNnNHb0u-I/AAAAAAAAADo/Ho4DBdvK6cM/s1600/Alex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9xzY7IEZfg/TVNnNHb0u-I/AAAAAAAAADo/Ho4DBdvK6cM/s320/Alex.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Princess Peach got herself in a little predicament over the weekend while we were at the waterpark! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3800955871416500189?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3800955871416500189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3800955871416500189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3800955871416500189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3800955871416500189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/02/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Almost Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9xzY7IEZfg/TVNnNHb0u-I/AAAAAAAAADo/Ho4DBdvK6cM/s72-c/Alex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2298112234656139327</id><published>2011-01-21T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T19:55:35.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>This week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://7-7-7heavensent.blogspot.com/"&gt;Frizzy&lt;/a&gt; commented asking me where I have been this week. All 4 of my kiddoes have been some form of sick this week. We all have colds, but Princess Peach and Pacman have had stomach flu, Super Mario and the youngest two now have croup. Super Mario is also asthmatic, so he went in yesterday and he has an ear infection to boot. I am sick, tired, and tired of being sick and tired. May next week bring better things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2298112234656139327?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2298112234656139327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2298112234656139327&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2298112234656139327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2298112234656139327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-week.html' title='This week'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1351623046421674239</id><published>2011-01-13T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:41:33.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TS9xUJFrYfI/AAAAAAAAACE/J5CZU42ToCM/s1600/IMG_5819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TS9xUJFrYfI/AAAAAAAAACE/J5CZU42ToCM/s320/IMG_5819.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TS9xVqmrg3I/AAAAAAAAACI/zpA8t1RF89A/s1600/IMG_5814+%2528Large%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TS9xVqmrg3I/AAAAAAAAACI/zpA8t1RF89A/s320/IMG_5814+%2528Large%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So thankful for my kids!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1351623046421674239?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1351623046421674239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1351623046421674239&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1351623046421674239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1351623046421674239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/01/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TS9xUJFrYfI/AAAAAAAAACE/J5CZU42ToCM/s72-c/IMG_5819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-7941640556795514222</id><published>2011-01-03T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:18:26.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pac-man'/><title type='text'>And it all started with a glass of wine...</title><content type='html'>I know some of you saw this on Facebook last night, but I had to share. Last night, as I sat down to do a start on our taxes (we start entering things now, and update as paperwork comes in), my DH brought me a glass of wine. Dear, sweet Pac-man took one look at it and asked, "Mom, is that a glass of Church water?" I guess he is paying attention to something! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-7941640556795514222?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/7941640556795514222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=7941640556795514222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7941640556795514222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/7941640556795514222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-it-all-started-with-glass-of-wine.html' title='And it all started with a glass of wine...'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1296388906403453744</id><published>2011-01-03T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T09:39:15.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no motivation today. What happened to the lovely 10 day break my boys had from school? What happened to staying up late and sleeping in? Gosh! I am having such a hard time getting moving today. Well, that is not so true. I have folded the 6 loads of laundry that I did on Saturday. I have done some work and some tutoring. I am just in a funk. Ten days of no routine make getting back into the swing of things hard. Pray for me that I can move past and get moving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1296388906403453744?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1296388906403453744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1296388906403453744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1296388906403453744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1296388906403453744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2011/01/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-2416138331700443347</id><published>2010-12-27T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T16:26:17.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Miss me?</title><content type='html'>Where the heck have I been? That truly is the question! Life got so busy this fall! Quite honestly, I am not sure how I have made it through, but I will say that I have missed my blogging friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall saw some changes for me regarding work. I was promoted. I was also called in to work a special project, which was temporary. Now, it is permanent. Besides taking care of my household duties, including our baby girl whom I will now refer to as Princess Peach, I am working 30 hours a week. While it is all from home, it has posed some challenges in terms of the house. I always work around the kids. I work when Princess Peach naps. I work in the evening. Unfortunately, the house has suffered a bit as a result. My DH has been awesome, though. He is helpful and always willing to lend a hand when things get out of hand. Work is something I have to do, so I am pleased that I can do it around our kids. It is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, the boys kept me busy. I have a fifth grader, Luigi, who has had to transition into the upper grades at our school. He is doing great! He also had a great soccer season, and is playing basketball for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second grader, Super Mario, also had a great soccer season. We had some issues with one of his classmates bullying him, however, he is such a forgiving soul. The school is handling things beautifully. Unfortunately, the parents of the classmate think that their son is without fault. It was a very stressful time for us, but right now, the situation has stopped for the time being. Super Mario also made his First Reconciliation. It was a beautiful night, and we are thankful that another son has received the Sacrament. Spring will see us preparing him for First Eucharist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there is our youngest son, Pac-man. He started school this year and has done beautifully. His sister and I miss him during the day, but he is so eager to learn! I love watching this transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Princess Peach, you ask? At 15 months, she is leaving a path of destruction wherever she goes. I cannot seem to keep up with all of the messes she makes, however, she is such a blessing to our family. These boys needed a sister, and she fits right in with our crew. She is very good at communicating her needs, and I just love what she has brought to our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my prayer that you all have had a wonderful Christmas! May 2011 be the best year yet! I, for one, am hoping to get back to this blogging thing! Love and prayers! T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-2416138331700443347?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/2416138331700443347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=2416138331700443347&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2416138331700443347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/2416138331700443347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/12/miss-me.html' title='Miss me?'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-5921241193781172213</id><published>2010-11-30T14:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T14:44:26.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no blog</title><content type='html'>It has certainly been crazy around here. Rest assured all is well, but life has thrown some changes around here. I promise to update soon. Know for know you are not far from my thoughts and prayers. Please keep my 7 year old in your prayers. He is receiving the Sacrament of Reconciliation for the first time tonight! I know, I still need to "name" the kids, that is coming too! God bless!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-5921241193781172213?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/5921241193781172213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=5921241193781172213&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5921241193781172213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/5921241193781172213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/11/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time, no blog'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-6475360993792916506</id><published>2010-10-24T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T14:58:58.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Musings on Working from Home</title><content type='html'>I consider myself very blessed to be able to work from home. DH and I made the decision before we had children that they would not attend day care. This post is not about the decision to stay at home or work. When our oldest was born, we were not sure how we would make it work. Back then, I did a lot of odd jobs and was fortunate to have a mother still living who would watch our son during the hour or so of overlap time that DH and I had. Times changed, and I have truly been graced with the ability to work from home using my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, though, I have been feeling really stressed out. I am working a lot more hours than I ever have. DH and I are able to balance out well our work schedules and time with the kids. I think what I am discovering, though, is the frustration of working from home and being present to the household work I am not getting done. Right now, I have a huge pile of laundry to be folded, as well as more to wash. I feel like my house is filthy (in reality, it just needs to be tidied). When I worked outside the home, there was a clear division. Now, there is not. I can sit at my kitchen table, working, and I SEE all of the things needing to be done. I know I have homeschooling friends who I imagine are in the same boat. How do you handle it? This frustration is eating at me right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-6475360993792916506?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/6475360993792916506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=6475360993792916506&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6475360993792916506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/6475360993792916506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/10/musings-on-working-from-home.html' title='Musings on Working from Home'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-150583125981135090</id><published>2010-10-20T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T06:21:41.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>This Morning</title><content type='html'>Wednesdays are always crazy in our house. The boys have to be out of the house on time on time because they attend Mass. This morning began with the 5 year old asking if he was going to Church today (his class goes once a month). I told him yes, an then the conversation turned to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youngest son, "I DON'T WANT TO GO TO CHURCH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, "Sweetheart, don't say that. It makes Jesus sad to hear you say that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle son responds, "Yeah! Jesus won't let you in the gates of Heaven!" (he's preparing for First Reconciliation right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, I hear my youngest son call me, that tattling tone in his voice, "Mom! D called me a CHRISTIAN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, dear, you are a Christian, a Catholic Christian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Wednesdays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-150583125981135090?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/150583125981135090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=150583125981135090&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/150583125981135090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/150583125981135090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-morning.html' title='This Morning'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8977990390659504656</id><published>2010-10-08T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:45:34.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOC'/><title type='text'>Stream of Consciousness</title><content type='html'>It was a very busy week in our household. I thought I would write a bit about the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I worked this week-a lot! Between the two jobs I am doing for my employer, I have put in about 30 hours this week. I fit it in mostly when my hubby is home, as well as when the baby naps. I work about 4 hours tomorrow. I am ready for the weekend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In light of this work, dear hubby surprised me by cleaning the house and finishing the laundry! I am married to the BEST man! I should also mention that he did this while I was out for the evening with some friends. I went out for a cocktail with some of the other moms from school. Boy, did I need that!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you haven't, you should check out&lt;a href="http://martinfamilymoments.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-bullying.html"&gt; Colleen's blog&lt;/a&gt;. She wrote a great post about bullying. It really resonated with me given the situation regarding the bullying of my son.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of which, thanks for the prayers and comments last week. Thankfully, there were no new incidents this week, however, I did receive a letter from the parents today (the father said nothing to me last week). Not so much an apology (there was a very small one in there), but a lot of excuses. I was very angered by it initially. Right now, I am struggling with how to respond. Praying for wisdom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to our parish school's Living Rosary this afternoon. One of my sons lead a Hail, Mary. It is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. It literally reduces me to tears! I love the Blessed Mother, and the Rosary, and I love how my children get to participate in these activities as a part of their school day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Have a wonderful weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8977990390659504656?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8977990390659504656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8977990390659504656&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8977990390659504656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8977990390659504656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/10/stream-of-consciousness_08.html' title='Stream of Consciousness'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1668902543061837904</id><published>2010-10-03T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T10:27:39.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>This weekend, my oldest played in his first soccer tournament. He has been playing soccer for 6 years, but this was his first tourney. His team took first! To make the victory sweeter, my boy was named MVP after the last game. So proud of him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1668902543061837904?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1668902543061837904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1668902543061837904&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1668902543061837904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1668902543061837904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/10/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-3901374482402045746</id><published>2010-10-01T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:13:13.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOC'/><title type='text'>Stream of Consciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;You know the good thing about my do over on the blog is that I am no longer feeling the pressure to post all the time. The bad thing? I'm not posting a lot. It's OK, though, just where I am at right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;When I see every one's pictures, it makes me want to post pictures of my children. Not until I come up with nicknames for them. I am thinking about them...we shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Had a long week this week. My middle son has been the target of a bully at school for a while. It comes and goes in waves. This week was a bad one. There were two incidents. The first one, I found out about from his teacher. He didn't even tell me. So unlike my son. The school is handling things beautifully. I am so grateful for Catholic education. Please pray for my son, and please pray for me. I expect I will see the parents of the child bullying my son when we have soccer tomorrow. I am not sure that I can be kind. My son has been hurt too many times. I know I need to do the Christian thing and forgive. I am trying. I am still so angry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I guess that is it. Feeling a tad isolated these days. Leave a comment, please. It will cheer me up! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-3901374482402045746?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/3901374482402045746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=3901374482402045746&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3901374482402045746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/3901374482402045746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/10/stream-of-consciousness.html' title='Stream of Consciousness'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-8721010240320918887</id><published>2010-09-28T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:00:03.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Why God Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TKFhqjWihlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/a6ZgGcRIXOY/s1600/noname.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TKFhqjWihlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/a6ZgGcRIXOY/s320/noname.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked by&lt;a href="http://www.tribute-books.com/"&gt; Tribute Books&lt;/a&gt; to be a part of the blog tour for the the book,&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_241199330"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0982256531?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=tributebooks-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0982256531"&gt;Why God Matters:How to Recognize Him in Daily Life&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; Let me say at the beginning that I have received no compensation for reviewing this book. I only received the book in electronic form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was written by a father and daughter, Karina Lumbert Fabian and Deacon Steven Lumbert. I was drawn to this book because Steve is a Deacon like my Dad. I like the &lt;i&gt;idea&lt;/i&gt; of a father and daughter collaboration. That being said, the book fell a little bit short for me. I love books that tell stories of faith. This book did so, but the stories were too short to make a huge impact. I was left wanting more-more details, more stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was an incredibly easy read. At only 114 pages, it was quick. The chapters are short, so you could finish the chapter and put the book down or move on. I also liked the meditation, as well as the Scripture passage at the end of the chapter. Overall, I liked the book, but I wish there had been more to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-8721010240320918887?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/8721010240320918887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=8721010240320918887&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8721010240320918887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/8721010240320918887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/09/book-review-why-god-matters.html' title='Book Review: Why God Matters'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TKFhqjWihlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/a6ZgGcRIXOY/s72-c/noname.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1318968031226133310</id><published>2010-09-23T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T09:51:16.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday!</title><content type='html'>My friend, &lt;a href="http://makemeasaint.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful-thursdays.html"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt;, has instituted Thankful Thursdays. I decided to join in because I want to focus on thankfulness rather than complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful first and foremost for God in his infinite wisdom for always answering prayers (even when the answer is not the one we expected or wanted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a wonderful husband who is kind and loving and gives of himself to many. I am so blessed to be his spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for healthy children who can run, play and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for friends in real life and the blogospere who support and love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my promotion, and the new experiences it is bringing, and also for a wonderful supervisor who makes me want to come to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to join in? Go over to &lt;a href="http://makemeasaint.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful-thursdays.html"&gt;Jamie's blog &lt;/a&gt;and link up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1318968031226133310?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1318968031226133310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1318968031226133310&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1318968031226133310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1318968031226133310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674597862316903599.post-1533545241374346493</id><published>2010-09-23T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T06:41:27.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deals'/><title type='text'>Diaper Deal!</title><content type='html'>So, there is a site called &lt;a href="https://www.plumdistrict.com/?ref=u1db2eec9a0a"&gt;Plum District&lt;/a&gt;, which is similar to Groupon where you get daily deals. Today's deal is for DIAPERS! You pay $20 for a $40 voucher on diapers.com. You can &lt;a href="https://www.plumdistrict.com/?ref=u1db2eec9a0a"&gt;check it out here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Disclaimer: referral link used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674597862316903599-1533545241374346493?l=therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/feeds/1533545241374346493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674597862316903599&amp;postID=1533545241374346493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1533545241374346493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674597862316903599/posts/default/1533545241374346493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therese-themusingsofamom.blogspot.com/2010/09/diaper-deal.html' title='Diaper Deal!'/><author><name>Therese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08482486759060256157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moliEBxtgfg/TH-5bqrM_PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eUz-KwErpwc/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
