<?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-3657358665123010442</id><updated>2012-01-31T06:30:02.285-06:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='illness'/><category term='proud moments'/><category term='Sasha'/><category term='Keeping It Real'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='Mommyhood'/><category term='good'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Prayer requests'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Sunday Scripture'/><category term='bad and ugly'/><category term='tag'/><category term='LOVE IT'/><category term='Quote'/><category term='Baby #4'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Scrapbooking'/><category term='ME'/><category term='Paying it forward'/><category term='career change'/><category term='5 minutes for Mom'/><category term='Time Out Thursday'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Sanity Saver?'/><category term='Something to think about'/><category term='family'/><category term='Food'/><category term='bloggers I like'/><category term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><category term='baby 4'/><category term='Owen'/><category term='kids'/><category term='mish mash'/><category term='giveaways and contests'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='In the Moment'/><category term='Thankful'/><category term='in'/><category term='Shout Out Sunday'/><category term='Not-So-Proud-Mommy-Moments'/><category term='lake'/><category term='Pinterest'/><category term='life.'/><category term='bucket list'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Tackle It Tuesday'/><category term='Things that make me smile'/><category term='faith'/><category term='Quotable Monday'/><category term='Knitting'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='ra'/><category term='Quotable Mondays'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Twins'/><category term='If you were here'/><category term='things'/><category term='Things that bug me'/><category term='awards'/><category term='house'/><category term='Sam'/><category term='Wonderings'/><category term='b'/><category term='1000Gifts'/><category term='good things'/><category term='New Years Resolution'/><category term='fast forward'/><title type='text'>Where did this all come from?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5696841255421274607</id><published>2012-01-30T07:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:49:11.844-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; measure of a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Samuel Johnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5696841255421274607?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5696841255421274607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=5696841255421274607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5696841255421274607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5696841255421274607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/quotable-mondays.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-714834417509292434</id><published>2012-01-25T06:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:57:50.109-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Boys + Snow = Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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request from my second son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Mom can you put the cereal on the bottom shelf so I don't have to wait for you to get me breakfast?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT IDEA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you think I could just swap the cereal on the top shelf for the crackers and snacks on the bottom shelf?&amp;nbsp; Of course &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This began an hour long cleaning of the pantry, a job I DID&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have listed on my ever growing To Do List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did accomplish another task I have had on my list for some time now.&amp;nbsp; I have a huge &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for jars and really wanted to store many items in my pantry within those jars.&amp;nbsp; I adore the canning&amp;nbsp;type but I'll use just about any kind of glass container over plastic any day.&amp;nbsp; I took anything open and stored the items in the glass jars.&amp;nbsp; Muffin liners, dried berries, baking and soda powder, nuts, flax seed, barley and much more.&amp;nbsp; My icing sugar is in the Ice Cream container.&amp;nbsp; If I had my way EVERYTHING would be stored in a glass jar....the look of it just makes me&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ChEZKqMwVaA/Tw1_bZR3SsI/AAAAAAAAEr0/XCu-l7W2JT4/s1600/2012-01-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ChEZKqMwVaA/Tw1_bZR3SsI/AAAAAAAAEr0/XCu-l7W2JT4/s640/2012-01-09.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to put my salt in a glass jar.&amp;nbsp; I have a small basket with my baking powder, soda and vanilla.&amp;nbsp; I grab the basket whenever I bake so I have all these basic ingredients handy.&amp;nbsp; You usually need salt as well so I decided it was time to be rid of the box and put this ingredient in a nice clean jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXz8gecRoPo/Twwq9mZwpRI/AAAAAAAAEqU/gONIri8Uh9o/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXz8gecRoPo/Twwq9mZwpRI/AAAAAAAAEqU/gONIri8Uh9o/s320/015.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;So long nasty pour spout!&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fd6e64XnMdw/TwwrOKrKFwI/AAAAAAAAEqc/e6wo94_8qus/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fd6e64XnMdw/TwwrOKrKFwI/AAAAAAAAEqc/e6wo94_8qus/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Of course I put the two individuals to work that requested this task be done.&amp;nbsp; They enjoyed every minute, assisting in the making of a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huge &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mess.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xm2YCYQ8zJ0/Tx8eYm5UxBI/AAAAAAAAEtY/Y9TlQvFz-qo/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xm2YCYQ8zJ0/Tx8eYm5UxBI/AAAAAAAAEtY/Y9TlQvFz-qo/s400/013.JPG" width="267" /&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/-1QEOPq7lthc/Tx8emCOybfI/AAAAAAAAEtg/ytyNZCGEhBA/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QEOPq7lthc/Tx8emCOybfI/AAAAAAAAEtg/ytyNZCGEhBA/s400/014.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And finally this job was done!&amp;nbsp; LOVE my baking shelf so organized.&amp;nbsp; I love the idea of the kids getting their own cereal now as well.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gj-ssDDUsKc/Tx8eyYY82xI/AAAAAAAAEto/7JyAAD8cjoM/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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position: absolute; top: -9999em; width: 10px;" tabindex="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Patience is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; passive;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the contrary, it is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;active&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;concentrated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Edward G. 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I love all my children but the fact that I survived newborn twins, toddler twins and then preschool twins really makes me feel &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to be a twin and it is hard to be a parent of twins with a combination of other children to raise as well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Six years later we are happy, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, well adjusted {on most days} and ready to start another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these children are happy, social, eager learners, competitive and everything that a normal six year old should be.&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/-EnuFzd0c5Mw/TxleLMlTZbI/AAAAAAAAEso/83mIoAn5pyw/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnuFzd0c5Mw/TxleLMlTZbI/AAAAAAAAEso/83mIoAn5pyw/s400/010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They are excited to be six years old {and so am I} and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eager &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to be in Grade One next year.&amp;nbsp; They are eager to play hockey without parents on the ice, eager to draw and paint like their Aunt...they are so excited for life and I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Sasha and Samuel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two are a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blessing in my life and I adore watching you grow and learn.&amp;nbsp; I love that you still want to cuddle with Mom &amp;amp; Dad, you love us to read you books, play games and are helpful with your little brother.&amp;nbsp; I love how you&amp;nbsp; listen to your big brother and see him as a form of&amp;nbsp;security when you head off to school.&amp;nbsp; I hope the bond never breaks between you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ux_B9b932NQ/Txle9VoX_PI/AAAAAAAAEs4/Iz6g8LgLYVI/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ux_B9b932NQ/Txle9VoX_PI/AAAAAAAAEs4/Iz6g8LgLYVI/s400/018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-924717318800725710?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/924717318800725710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=924717318800725710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/924717318800725710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/924717318800725710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-years-later-im-still-sane.html' title='Six Years Later I&apos;m Still Sane'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnuFzd0c5Mw/TxleLMlTZbI/AAAAAAAAEso/83mIoAn5pyw/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5481993548248036424</id><published>2012-01-18T08:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:32:49.876-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - What's Down That Road?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pZIvHZt-DRQ/TxbUO9TQzgI/AAAAAAAAEsY/__89nwhRCzQ/s1600/035+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pZIvHZt-DRQ/TxbUO9TQzgI/AAAAAAAAEsY/__89nwhRCzQ/s400/035+%25282%2529.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/49293/wordless-wednesday-sopablackout/"&gt; Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5481993548248036424?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5481993548248036424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=5481993548248036424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5481993548248036424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5481993548248036424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordless-wednesday-whats-down-that-road.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - What&apos;s Down That Road?'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pZIvHZt-DRQ/TxbUO9TQzgI/AAAAAAAAEsY/__89nwhRCzQ/s72-c/035+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-8042495268846746033</id><published>2012-01-16T16:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:54:28.784-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1000Gifts'/><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Little boy &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;following &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Daddy around in yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; Daddy &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;letting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; little boy follow&amp;nbsp;him around outside in yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-8042495268846746033?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/8042495268846746033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=8042495268846746033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8042495268846746033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8042495268846746033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/counting-my-blessings_16.html' title='Counting My Blessings'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7133182420623783421</id><published>2012-01-16T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T06:40:31.366-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you don’t know when you’re taking the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; step through a door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until you’re &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;already&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; inside.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Ann Voskamp, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;One Thousand Gifts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A Dare To Live Fully Right Where You Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7133182420623783421?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7133182420623783421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=7133182420623783421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7133182420623783421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7133182420623783421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/quotable-monday_16.html' title='Quotable Monday'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-611388955201552848</id><published>2012-01-13T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:00:02.409-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><title type='text'>Friday Funny - Oh sO mE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuCgK2zFhro/TwrdLe-026I/AAAAAAAAEpk/E_x9a2KQvNs/s1600/3096293463419945_TzJQJgHc_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuCgK2zFhro/TwrdLe-026I/AAAAAAAAEpk/E_x9a2KQvNs/s400/3096293463419945_TzJQJgHc_c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-611388955201552848?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/611388955201552848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=611388955201552848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/611388955201552848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/611388955201552848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-funny-oh-so-me.html' title='Friday Funny - Oh sO mE!!!!'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuCgK2zFhro/TwrdLe-026I/AAAAAAAAEpk/E_x9a2KQvNs/s72-c/3096293463419945_TzJQJgHc_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1082506963821022190</id><published>2012-01-12T07:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:28:30.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1000Gifts'/><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. As I serve my three year old his precious Mini Wheats he says &lt;em&gt;"Happy Birthday to you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1082506963821022190?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1082506963821022190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1082506963821022190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1082506963821022190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1082506963821022190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting My Blessings'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7138035980220875294</id><published>2012-01-11T06:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:52:46.628-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - How I Find My Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDUUCqz6Wfo/Tw2Ep8b8-EI/AAAAAAAAEsM/0s_fjXEl9Ig/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDUUCqz6Wfo/Tw2Ep8b8-EI/AAAAAAAAEsM/0s_fjXEl9Ig/s400/034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you are covering a few acres....like 90 or so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.....sometimes hollering their name just &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;does not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not so wordless today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7138035980220875294?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7138035980220875294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=7138035980220875294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7138035980220875294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7138035980220875294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordless-wednesday-how-i-find-my.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - How I Find My Children'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDUUCqz6Wfo/Tw2Ep8b8-EI/AAAAAAAAEsM/0s_fjXEl9Ig/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-353131537407376905</id><published>2012-01-09T06:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T06:02:52.696-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays - Life's A Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" style="margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="sqtdq" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;Life is a succession of &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crises &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;when we &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rediscover who we are and what we&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Jean Vanier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-353131537407376905?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/353131537407376905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=353131537407376905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/353131537407376905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/353131537407376905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/quotable-mondays-lifes-crisis.html' title='Quotable Mondays - Life&apos;s A Crisis'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6785975949200472523</id><published>2012-01-06T08:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T08:05:57.420-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Moment'/><title type='text'>For My Fellow Stay At Home Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAocGctT7RY/Twb_oqUi2MI/AAAAAAAAEpc/eprBkTngdzY/s1600/sahm-comic-mom-s-salary-being-a-stay-at-home-mom-44783_600_399.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAocGctT7RY/Twb_oqUi2MI/AAAAAAAAEpc/eprBkTngdzY/s400/sahm-comic-mom-s-salary-being-a-stay-at-home-mom-44783_600_399.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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 Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6785975949200472523?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6785975949200472523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6785975949200472523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6785975949200472523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6785975949200472523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-my-fellow-stay-at-home-moms.html' title='For My Fellow Stay At Home Moms'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAocGctT7RY/Twb_oqUi2MI/AAAAAAAAEpc/eprBkTngdzY/s72-c/sahm-comic-mom-s-salary-being-a-stay-at-home-mom-44783_600_399.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4163595703697565999</id><published>2012-01-04T06:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:35:39.523-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Sun &amp; Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoB2Af4EIjk/TwRG98aWymI/AAAAAAAAEoo/ERGP_-FS_2c/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoB2Af4EIjk/TwRG98aWymI/AAAAAAAAEoo/ERGP_-FS_2c/s400/020.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/48648/wordless-wednesday-new-years-eve-with-my-boy/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednessday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4163595703697565999?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4163595703697565999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4163595703697565999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4163595703697565999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4163595703697565999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordless-wednesday-sun-snow.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Sun &amp; Snow'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoB2Af4EIjk/TwRG98aWymI/AAAAAAAAEoo/ERGP_-FS_2c/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5131716541890072328</id><published>2012-01-03T07:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T07:03:32.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><title type='text'>Accepting My Weaknesses</title><content type='html'>I'd like to throw out a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;plea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for help regarding my blog header.&amp;nbsp; How do I get the picture to spread across the header area?&amp;nbsp; I have done this once before but my brain cannot find where it stored the info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be very happy to have assistance to figure the above situation out. Thank you in&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; advance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today...well...the kids are all back in school.&amp;nbsp; My youngest has preschool at 8:30 a.m. and I highly doubt he will arrive on time.&amp;nbsp; There is a reason why afternoon preschool always worked for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stealing a friend's idea and decided to start keeping track of my moods.&amp;nbsp; I have a sneaking suspicion that I am like many others out there that fall off the range of "normal" once in awhile and I want to know if it has anything to do with the beginning of my menopause journey and what the doctor has put me on for such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm turning a whopping 38 and menopause and I are becoming friends &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just the beginning of the midlife journey but my doctor feels it does not hurt to be prepared for what is going to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will track my moods and where I am at in the month...follow the moon sort of thing... and find out if I am in need of more meds to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stabilize.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like damaged goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been through Infertility and the death of my Mom and have never been on any sort of drug to help me through day to day functions.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am now at a point in my life where I am thinking for my children's best interest maybe I need to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;consider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has ups and downs...EVERYBODY experiences bad moods.&amp;nbsp; I&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;get&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;that, but I feel like a such a failure when I let my emotions get me down down down down...get the point?&amp;nbsp; FAILURE&amp;nbsp; I really dislike that word.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I must do is start to accept that I sometimes cannot take&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of everything.&amp;nbsp; I know that but to actually follow the actions of my attitude {Proverbs 3} is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I say this year is about&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it is more about just relaxing and taking care of myself...it's about acknowledging that I am&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me...I am not in control but CAN make choices for myself that will enhance, improve, and develop my life so those that I care about {my children} will not be damaged by my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realize that honesty is huge here and I do not have a problem sharing **smiles**.&amp;nbsp; I just need to learn what to share and how to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapy session over for today.&amp;nbsp; Have a good one...I have a busy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5131716541890072328?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5131716541890072328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-9063985296389425351</id><published>2012-01-02T07:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T07:42:58.233-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday'/><title type='text'>Quotable Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conflict cannot &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;survive &lt;/span&gt;without your &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;participation&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Dr. Wayne Dyer &lt;a class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" href="http://twitter.com/#!/search?q=%23quote" rel="nofollow" title="#quote"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1875782851541347003</id><published>2011-12-31T10:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:06:57.564-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year - It's All About Me</title><content type='html'>Do you make New Year's Resolutions?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually throw something out there in my mind that I'd like to change.&amp;nbsp; It's &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;usually &lt;/span&gt;something to do with my health or weight.&amp;nbsp; I have wanted to have a more disciplined lifestyle, read&amp;nbsp; more classic books and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly nothing &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is different.&amp;nbsp; Maybe what's on my list will not be exciting for you to read but I do feel excitement of the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; challenge&lt;/span&gt; I have set before me for 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is about&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yes...me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I plan on looking at the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ugly &lt;/span&gt;things about myself and working on them.&amp;nbsp; This past month has been awful...... emotionally and in turn physically.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; share&lt;/span&gt; some things but you can't understand most of it without knowing the petty stuff and I have decided&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; to share that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have a some very &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; GREAT friends who have given me the time and acceptance to release what is bothering me.&amp;nbsp; I can never &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;thank &lt;/span&gt;them &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;enough &lt;/span&gt;for listening and encouraging me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters have also been there with their wise advice and knowing they are there no matter what is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year...with the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;encouragement &lt;/span&gt;and advice I have received from my husband, family and friends I am going to work on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to give myself &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; without feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; baby steps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to feed myself full of the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;good stuff&lt;/span&gt; and stay away from the negative until I feel like I can take&amp;nbsp;it and then throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to keep hearing the words of those that love me and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;shut out&lt;/span&gt; the ugly words of those that could care less if I exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to give my time to those that need me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; I need to be needed.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; That makes me happy.... helping, listening, nuturing, anything I can to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to find time to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to find time to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; sleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to turn the guilt I feel for time out for myself into &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;something else&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I do not need much.&amp;nbsp; I ask my husband for an hour during the day to find some quiet and use my time wisely and it helps to regain my sanity before I jump back in the parenting trenches.&amp;nbsp; I don't do this everyday but when he is working alot I try to get a snippet of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bare with me while I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;travel &lt;/span&gt;this journey...it may not be your thing to read about what inspires me to be happy and peaceful but the alternative to this is not alot of enjoyable reading either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1875782851541347003?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5011022385561702202</id><published>2011-12-21T06:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T06:57:16.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - The Rink 2011-12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpTz7Oppd1E/TvHWt3CvAlI/AAAAAAAAEnM/vUPzu-2tKfo/s1600/068-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpTz7Oppd1E/TvHWt3CvAlI/AAAAAAAAEnM/vUPzu-2tKfo/s400/068-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Every year our rink gets bigger and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;better.&lt;/span&gt;&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;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; how my husband lighted up the skating are this year.&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;That means more hours to skate.&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;Linking up with&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/48229/wordless-wednesday-christmas-photo-taking/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5011022385561702202?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5011022385561702202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=5011022385561702202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4794848198345477141</id><published>2011-12-20T05:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T05:55:40.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I Am Still Here</title><content type='html'>Remember me?&amp;nbsp; The writer of this blog.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I have totally been&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; neglecting&lt;/span&gt; my duties as a blog owner.&amp;nbsp; Truth be told I am suffering some sort of seasonal depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I read a few blog posts that helped&amp;nbsp;flip my mind around.&amp;nbsp; I woke this morning not feeling so great mentally and I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; battling physical illness...but life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the message today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on not matter what you are feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on even though your sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on even though people are hurting and starving in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on even when someone doesn't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on even when someone is gone from this Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life goes on though the aches and pains of everyday living.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should find my happy face and move on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Ben Stone "The Family Stone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_wM0Zn3493o" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1738002459666444559?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1738002459666444559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7853927549228563063</id><published>2011-12-14T06:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T06:32:43.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Hunting Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg2II0mFjyg/TuiWe5-frnI/AAAAAAAAEnA/nryYFIKiN4E/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg2II0mFjyg/TuiWe5-frnI/AAAAAAAAEnA/nryYFIKiN4E/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;This was an &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; moment for our son.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was with Dad when he shot this buck a few weeks ago.&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;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes Of Mom&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/47799/wordless-wednesday-canadian-girls/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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Buddies'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg2II0mFjyg/TuiWe5-frnI/AAAAAAAAEnA/nryYFIKiN4E/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4495770658920324746</id><published>2011-12-12T06:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T06:31:00.687-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Gift of Time</title><content type='html'>Anyone else find the Christmas Spirit?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to have some friends online that do&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; cheer&lt;/span&gt; me up with their Holiday excitement, but otherwise I am Grumpy Gus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took my Granny to do her Christmas shopping and to be&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; honest&lt;/span&gt; I&amp;nbsp;expected the uglies to come out in people.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised to&amp;nbsp;find many people laughing along and apologizing with me as we bumped butts in the aisles.&amp;nbsp; Literally one lady and I bent and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;bumped &lt;/span&gt;our butts at the same time....we laughed!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was on the Barbie aisle in a local store and said out loud &lt;em&gt;"Barbie's not on sale so this gals outta here!".&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; A lady laughed and said &lt;em&gt;"Me too!".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Granny is a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; brave&lt;/span&gt; soul and really wanted to go to the dollar store in our mall.&amp;nbsp; This store is so hard to maneuver in but you should have seen my Granny with her red shopping cart.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to run ahead of her and&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; wave&lt;/span&gt; flags and warn people that she was coming through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I did not accomplish what I needed to do in the city it felt good that I could provide her with the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; gift&lt;/span&gt; of time.&amp;nbsp; My Granny does not want us to give her gifts, she just wants us to visit and come by often.&amp;nbsp; We do visit&amp;nbsp;but sometimes life gets in the way and hockey and other activities get in the way.&amp;nbsp; When we are ill we must stay away too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best way to get the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; grumpies&lt;/span&gt; away was for me to do this.&amp;nbsp; I was sporting a huge migraine headache too but it was worth it....&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4495770658920324746?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4495770658920324746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4495770658920324746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4495770658920324746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4495770658920324746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-of-time.html' title='The Gift of Time'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4669191038299792371</id><published>2011-12-12T06:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T06:46:06.043-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In other words we realized that the unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;we &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;thought &lt;/span&gt;we always had was actually very &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;conditional&lt;/span&gt; love because &lt;br /&gt;our &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;mouths&lt;/span&gt; said one thing but our &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;actions&lt;/span&gt; said something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Jayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if the name of the person quoted is correct because of the source&amp;nbsp; BUT....this quote did come from &lt;a href="http://www.danoah.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Single Dad Laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in this&lt;a href="http://www.danoah.com/2011/12/the-most-amazing-response-yet-to-im-christian-unless-youre-gay.html/2/"&gt; post&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in reading the very first post that is causing all the commotion and in my eyes is INCREDIBLE insight then please click on this link to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danoah.com/2011/11/im-christian-unless-youre-gay.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"I'm Christian, unless Your Gay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4669191038299792371?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monkey See, Monkey Do!&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;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/47418/wordless-wednesday-rofl/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Club'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9QWgTIuwCM/Tt9iEkw6C-I/AAAAAAAAEic/dCFRlrZqZdY/s72-c/041+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1510401349214625811</id><published>2011-12-05T06:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T06:46:54.630-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday'/><title type='text'>Quotable Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; best&lt;/span&gt; of all gifts around any Christmas tree:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;each &lt;/span&gt;other.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~Burton Hillis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--DMCR--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1510401349214625811?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-3500686962919741865</id><published>2011-12-04T07:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:44:59.614-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good things'/><title type='text'>The Working Man</title><content type='html'>I was reading &lt;a href="http://twopluseight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gayle's blog&lt;/a&gt; this morning and was reminded once again how much she &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;appreciates &lt;/span&gt;how hard her husband works.&amp;nbsp; I was brought up a farmer's daughter married a trucker and have seen how many men in my life have provided with the use of their strong hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I listen to this I think of my Dad, Grandpa, Father In Law, and Husband.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to all of them for providing this &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; life we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you too Gayle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uCTZOSD8RrA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-3500686962919741865?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3500686962919741865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=3500686962919741865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/3500686962919741865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/3500686962919741865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/12/working-man.html' title='The Working Man'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uCTZOSD8RrA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6245700078187985785</id><published>2011-12-01T09:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:26:49.152-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Smiling</title><content type='html'>Today is a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;new &lt;/span&gt;day!&amp;nbsp; We had some hiccups this morning but we got through them and today we are smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas music is blaring...my three year old is home with me so I am not alone and we are enjoying each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; finish&lt;/span&gt; the decorations and move onto Christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; always&lt;/span&gt; be to much on my to do list but today I shall face it with a smile and some get up and go.&amp;nbsp; I think we may even see some sunshine today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6245700078187985785?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6245700078187985785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6245700078187985785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>And Then It's Here....</title><content type='html'>Every year around the first week in October I start to think of the Christmas season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am not one that goes crazy with gifts in dollar amounts but I do enjoy giving gifts.&amp;nbsp; I often prepare &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;homemade&lt;/span&gt; jam, squares, bread and other goodies to give out to friends, family and neighbors.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy the season for just that....harmony with others. A&amp;nbsp;slow down enjoy family, remember traditions that are gone with loved ones that have passed on, and generally just slowing down time.&amp;nbsp; A break from school, hockey, work and many other things that just&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; fill&lt;/span&gt; up our days.&amp;nbsp; I usually have all the gifts purchased early and usually online so I do not have to be in the stores during the rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why today on the eve of December am I so darn&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; cranky&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;nbsp; I love this season and the reason of why we celebrate.&amp;nbsp; Am I the only one that can cry listening to&lt;em&gt; "O' Holy Night"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I grumbled putting up the decorations I put on Christmas music to get me in the mood.&amp;nbsp; That did not work&amp;nbsp;so I&amp;nbsp;read a beautiful story of Jesus's birth to the youngest three while we set up our nativity, and yet I still am a grump.&amp;nbsp; So disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a busy weekend ahead and next week my husband is gone once again for training.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE that he is receiving this training, I LOVE that he loves his challenging job, I LOVE that he gets paid for the week BUT...I do miss his help and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;companionship&lt;/span&gt; when he is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's what it is..maybe it's because the sun has yet to shine this week...maybe I am PMS'ing.&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; What I do know is I need to suck it up and put a smile on this face and find some Christmas cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6292183197436172686?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6292183197436172686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6292183197436172686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6292183197436172686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6292183197436172686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-then-its-here.html' title='And Then It&apos;s Here....'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-371321134690880097</id><published>2011-11-30T07:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T07:06:54.238-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Rescuing Bob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qIhUUCEbK1Y/TtYpdnKqwyI/AAAAAAAAEiU/RM2C5erW0Ag/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qIhUUCEbK1Y/TtYpdnKqwyI/AAAAAAAAEiU/RM2C5erW0Ag/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gage thought Bob would love a dip in his cereal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/47112/wordless-wednesday-sleeping/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-371321134690880097?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/371321134690880097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=371321134690880097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/371321134690880097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/371321134690880097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordless-wednesday-rescuing-bob.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Rescuing Bob'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qIhUUCEbK1Y/TtYpdnKqwyI/AAAAAAAAEiU/RM2C5erW0Ag/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-985031639849554481</id><published>2011-11-25T20:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T20:46:00.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinterest'/><title type='text'>And They Were GREAT!</title><content type='html'>I am a full Pinterest addict....I will not even try to deny how much I enjoy surfing the website.&amp;nbsp; I tried Bagel Bites today and let me tell you..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-plTzYf7UDMQ/TtBSNZO5bSI/AAAAAAAAEeE/nYL9Qo9wHO8/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-plTzYf7UDMQ/TtBSNZO5bSI/AAAAAAAAEeE/nYL9Qo9wHO8/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super easy as well.&amp;nbsp; You can find the recipe and where the pin came from &lt;a href="http://www.justgetoffyourbuttandbake.com/?p=932"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-985031639849554481?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/985031639849554481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=985031639849554481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/985031639849554481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/985031639849554481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-they-were-great.html' title='And They Were GREAT!'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-plTzYf7UDMQ/TtBSNZO5bSI/AAAAAAAAEeE/nYL9Qo9wHO8/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2851939730389067771</id><published>2011-11-23T08:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:24:09.971-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Escape The Cats!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrgH80bgFDI/Ts0BVslg8lI/AAAAAAAAEd8/cISAp1D1CAA/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrgH80bgFDI/Ts0BVslg8lI/AAAAAAAAEd8/cISAp1D1CAA/s400/024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{This was not a leisure walk with the pets...he was really angry they were following him}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/46732/wordless-wednesday-hard-at-work/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2851939730389067771?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2851939730389067771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2851939730389067771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2851939730389067771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2851939730389067771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordless-wednesday-escape-cats.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Escape The Cats!!!'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrgH80bgFDI/Ts0BVslg8lI/AAAAAAAAEd8/cISAp1D1CAA/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2056406533864333003</id><published>2011-11-21T04:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T05:00:52.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel as if my skin is the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; only&lt;/span&gt; thing keeping me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;from going&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; everywhere&lt;/span&gt; at once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="linksoda"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="linksoda"&gt;-Prince Henry, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120631/"&gt;Ever After: A Cinderella Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2056406533864333003?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2056406533864333003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2056406533864333003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2056406533864333003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2056406533864333003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/quotable-mondays.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4245500739015073412</id><published>2011-11-19T07:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:09:23.595-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Something to think about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I Can Be Annoying</title><content type='html'>I know myself enough to know these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I'm loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;I like to talk, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;chit&lt;/span&gt; chat, shoot the breeze...you get the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I know I need to learn to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; shut up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;I am definitely&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; a loner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. I like to keep busy and the busier I am the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; more&lt;/span&gt; I get done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. I do not&amp;nbsp;work well &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;under&lt;/span&gt; pressure nor do I get any thrill from that feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;adore &lt;/span&gt;people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good people, people that do more for others than they do for themselves....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I simply adore hearing their stories or spending time with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many other things too but the points I made above are some qualities in myself that I know drive some other people bananas.&amp;nbsp; I am learning to come to terms with that.&amp;nbsp; Though I can learn to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;downgrade&lt;/span&gt; the chatter I truly could never quit being so talkative, it's who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a point a person needs to embrace these qualities in themselves that maybe are not fully accepted by others and move on.&amp;nbsp; I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; there yet.&amp;nbsp; I'll leave a group gathering and be sooooo embarrassed by something I said or did.&amp;nbsp; That feeling just does not&amp;nbsp;leave right away.&amp;nbsp; I usually get a little sad over it and worry that I offended someone or&amp;nbsp;a certain individual&amp;nbsp;doesn't care to spend anymore time within the space I may be occupying in the universe &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{might I say it's usually a happy place}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then....there are those times you go out on&amp;nbsp;a limb and you know your supposed to open your mouth.&amp;nbsp; You know that you are supposed to go out there and say the words or be&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; in&lt;/span&gt; that space.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's never a comfortable feeling but instead your heart is beating faster and you just know....so you do it...you say what's on your mind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times there is no return from those words that you were scared to say BUT you end up seeing the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blessings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;because you chose to speak&amp;nbsp;directly from the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4245500739015073412?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4245500739015073412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4245500739015073412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4245500739015073412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4245500739015073412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-be-annoying.html' title='I Can Be Annoying'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7579498157289380036</id><published>2011-11-16T06:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T06:45:53.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Sights From The Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNZBpsFCeFI/TsOvbAvT-kI/AAAAAAAAEUg/Vb0z6qAeIYg/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNZBpsFCeFI/TsOvbAvT-kI/AAAAAAAAEUg/Vb0z6qAeIYg/s400/024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt; 5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/46411/wordless-wednesday-baking-with-olivia/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7579498157289380036?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7579498157289380036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=7579498157289380036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7579498157289380036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7579498157289380036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordless-wednesday-sights-from-farm.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Sights From The Farm'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ka9JKsQzLtc/TsOumsLpujI/AAAAAAAAEUI/dLN0ZzMQ1gA/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6687769935813760426</id><published>2011-11-14T05:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T06:12:09.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The less people speak of&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; their&lt;/span&gt; greatness,&lt;br /&gt;the more &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lord Francis Bacon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #353535;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6687769935813760426?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6687769935813760426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6687769935813760426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6687769935813760426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6687769935813760426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/quoteable-mondays.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2461923107167342707</id><published>2011-11-12T06:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T07:03:47.852-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that bug me'/><title type='text'>A Rant - Preschool &amp; My Kids</title><content type='html'>I have&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt; things I must get off my chest so if you are not into the venting posts I suggest you end your reading experience...here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Number one....&lt;/span&gt;Why must people&lt;em&gt; "tease"&lt;/em&gt; me of having four children.&amp;nbsp; I do not understand it.&amp;nbsp; Usually these comments happen when I am chasing the youngest or diffusing a battle with the twins.&amp;nbsp; A fellow parent will wink and say &lt;em&gt;"Why not try for one more."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;one lady leaned over to her husband after witnessing me have an ugly moment and said &lt;em&gt;"..and that is why I am glad we only had two kids."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; That last comment stung for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time these comments come from parents who have three children and are older than my own.&amp;nbsp; Do they simple not &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; those days of running after toddlers and preschoolers sick of sitting at their brothers hockey games or were their parenting skills just superior to my own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; my Mom was here. She would have been right beside me at those rinks chasing after the kids alongside me....OR keeping them at her house, baking cookies or coloring or just sitting with them watching TV.&amp;nbsp; She also would have been encouraging me to forget these comments and assuring me I am a good parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel anger and hurt from these comments I&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; try&lt;/span&gt; to remember that and not "go there" with others.&amp;nbsp; We have no idea what people are battling in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two....I really need to stop trying to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;defend&lt;/span&gt; my reasons for sending my youngest to preschool at the age of three.&amp;nbsp; I sent all the kids at three years of age&amp;nbsp;but I will admit Gage does seem immature compared to my other children.&amp;nbsp; I think he is right up there with development but his speech is lacking.&amp;nbsp; His vocabulary is growing everyday and now is speaking in sentences but we were worried for awhile.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if you can afford preschool and are willing to make the effort to get them there then why not?&amp;nbsp; I see so many good things from my children attending.&amp;nbsp; Most of all the structure they receive, how to follow instructions, their creativity&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; explodes&lt;/span&gt; {or so in my children}.&amp;nbsp; I can't say enough good things about it.&amp;nbsp;They also get alot of practice following instructions in French.&amp;nbsp; He attends a total of 5 hours a week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been receiving much flack about this from friends and those who just like to comment on everything.&amp;nbsp; One lady gasped as if I had sent him off to boarding school.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{meaning those that think I am sending him to boarding school, not my kind readers}...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;listen up&lt;/span&gt;....I feel the preschool I send my child to will only benefit him.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I am&amp;nbsp;a stay at home Mom but my child needs a break from me as much as I need a break from him.&amp;nbsp; I do not have a Mother to deposit him off to whenever I feel like or when I need to get something done.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;parent&lt;/span&gt; my children 24/7 and I am only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers at the preschool&amp;nbsp;compliment each other so wonderfully I cannot express how much I enjoy watching them.&amp;nbsp; The children adore them and when the time comes my child has a fit and states he will not attend then I will deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until them I do&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; hope&lt;/span&gt; I can bare more comments with a smile and a nod and stuff the anger back down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is my blog and I can cry if I want to so I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2461923107167342707?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2461923107167342707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2461923107167342707' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2461923107167342707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2461923107167342707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/rant-preschool-my-kids.html' title='A Rant - Preschool &amp; My Kids'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4009321409211589589</id><published>2011-11-09T05:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T05:54:57.237-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday -  We Must Never Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yB5ek29bLD8/TrpnlYZxVwI/AAAAAAAAEEg/LeKlzj_uImM/s1600/065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yB5ek29bLD8/TrpnlYZxVwI/AAAAAAAAEEg/LeKlzj_uImM/s400/065.JPG" width="400" /&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/-tWFsMg42OeE/TrpnqoY0adI/AAAAAAAAEEo/d1h8qvpUXHk/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tWFsMg42OeE/TrpnqoY0adI/AAAAAAAAEEo/d1h8qvpUXHk/s400/071.JPG" width="347" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembrance Day is this Friday.&amp;nbsp; The kids are learning about peace at school and what the poppy stands for.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to talk with the kids more about the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; Canadians made for us to have freedom.&amp;nbsp; I decided not to overdo the Poppy and we used our handprints to make Canadian Flags.&amp;nbsp; We had a great teaching lesson while painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loss of life hits close to home for us.&amp;nbsp; My husband's cousin lost her fiance in Afghanistan three years ago...a few weeks before their son was born.&amp;nbsp; Please take time to remember those who have lost their lives fighting for what we live &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/46169/wordless-wednesday-watching-the-sun-go-down/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping It Real'/><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>So.....I have been lazy when it comes to blogging.&amp;nbsp; Okay maybe not lazy but for sure not feeling compelled to type anything into blogger to publish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;whirlwind&lt;/span&gt; these days due to...well...LIFE.&amp;nbsp; I am a proud hockey mom and when you are willing to state this out loud be prepared to be run off your feet racing from rink to rink with kids in tow.&amp;nbsp; What made these last few days so exhausting is the fact my husband has been working alot.&amp;nbsp; My husband is very considerate when it comes to overtime shifts and considers family obligations.&amp;nbsp; This time around we agreed on many shifts for him to work but we did this&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; before&lt;/span&gt; we received the hockey schedules.&amp;nbsp; This of course means Mama is dragging all four children to every hockey event for the next month or so.&amp;nbsp; Why I say &lt;em&gt;"dragging"...&lt;/em&gt;not sure..these kids &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; playing hockey.&amp;nbsp; The only one that wants to go home half way through a game is the child that is too young too play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep breath....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been fighting some kind of flu bug.&amp;nbsp; Nothing serious but yet no one in the house is busting full of energy or appetite.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure we will get over it and until then I shall keep the Tylenol, chicken soup and juice stocked.&amp;nbsp; Which of course means &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; errand to run with kids...the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; for a few things on my calendar, a blank square on tomorrow's date means nothing is scheduled!!!&amp;nbsp; The same goes for Thursday but the kids are all home due to no school.&amp;nbsp; Saturday I am hosting a &lt;a href="http://www.stampinup.com/ca/enc/default.asp"&gt;Stampin' Up&lt;/a&gt; workshop and am excited to spend the afternoon with others that enjoy paper crafts as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these times where I feel like I am always two steps behind I really&amp;nbsp;need to remember that&amp;nbsp;I am still a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; good&lt;/span&gt; Mom&amp;nbsp;who loves and cares for her family.&amp;nbsp; Instead I usually feel&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; inadequate&lt;/span&gt;...self&amp;nbsp;esteem hits a low...you wonder how you would ever get a job outside the home when you can't handle what's happening inside the home.&amp;nbsp; All these thoughts race around my head.&amp;nbsp; I know they are not the truth...I know&amp;nbsp;I do&amp;nbsp;my best but a person has to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;wonder&lt;/span&gt; if they could do&amp;nbsp;more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you fill yourself with to&amp;nbsp;help get out of a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; negative&lt;/span&gt; state of mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6511987939847208002?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6511987939847208002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6511987939847208002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6511987939847208002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6511987939847208002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/11/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--StOEviCBxM/TrFa-N6cdYI/AAAAAAAAEEA/F-LO_OEmjQY/s400/046-2.jpg" width="400" /&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/-BTprH9DGddE/TrFbFUri9oI/AAAAAAAAEEI/SP_fHTGf4tk/s1600/052-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BTprH9DGddE/TrFbFUri9oI/AAAAAAAAEEI/SP_fHTGf4tk/s400/052-2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;Faithful petunias hanging on in the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;crisp&lt;/span&gt; November air....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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Autumn'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K8YwR87t6IE/TrFaYV1CCmI/AAAAAAAAEDo/ExioEfyL71A/s72-c/013-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-880067840760926571</id><published>2011-10-31T10:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:11:05.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays - Parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When my kids become&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; wild&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;unruly,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I use a nice, safe playpen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When they're finished, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;climb out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~Erma Bombeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Parenting'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6507486265292094714</id><published>2011-10-28T16:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T16:50:54.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not-So-Proud-Mommy-Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Five Year Old Boys..GRRRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Today is one of those days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**One child is pushing me slowly into a frenzy and it starts the minute his feet hit the floor in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***Yes I am quite aware that five year old boys can be chaotic, disrespectful, hyper, and just a plain ole' pain in the butt...BUT...that does not make it any easier to parent him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****Yes, I do realize I should feel quite blessed he is a healthy growing boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****The above makes me feel even worse when I get upset with him and right now it's alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******Thank you for letting me vent........back to the trenches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jZWhPaarGlU/Tqf__HOGz_I/AAAAAAAAEDU/XdrCjUdTeaw/s1600/024-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jZWhPaarGlU/Tqf__HOGz_I/AAAAAAAAEDU/XdrCjUdTeaw/s400/024-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{insert creepy music here.....}&lt;/em&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ahy9-bU8J5k/TqgADnma5QI/AAAAAAAAEDc/dpoekY33oGs/s1600/025-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ahy9-bU8J5k/TqgADnma5QI/AAAAAAAAEDc/dpoekY33oGs/s400/025-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{puppet show by Daddy &amp;amp; Sasha}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt; 5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/45491/wordless-wednesday-dandelion-giants/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-8339482898353945588?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jZWhPaarGlU/Tqf__HOGz_I/AAAAAAAAEDU/XdrCjUdTeaw/s72-c/024-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7000688065473472544</id><published>2011-10-25T06:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T06:25:39.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Que Sera Sera</title><content type='html'>Do you have a burning desire for a career or the one you are in now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; have that yearning for anything and I am starting to wonder if there is something wrong with me.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong I do have jobs I would like to do someday but nothing stands out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I ever felt such a desire for something was when we were trying to conceive a child.&amp;nbsp; It took five years and I really do not want to relive those years or the person I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'm not proud of how I reacted to my years of dealing with infertility and looking back I wish I knew what I know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however cannot go back so I pick out how my character grew out of those difficult years for us and go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at a point in my life where I should &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;start&lt;/span&gt; making choices of what kind of job I am going to look for when my youngest is in school.&amp;nbsp; I know what I want&amp;nbsp;for hours but the choice of job narrows quickly when you put a time frame on how much you want to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt; possibilities of&amp;nbsp; a job choice and one of them needs me to start preparing soon in regards to taking classes for a few years to further my education.&amp;nbsp; The other avenue requires minimal upgrade in education and would give me the same hours, possibly less but still be an enjoyable job to be in...or so I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all of this thinking in the back of my mind I still have &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;yet to find&lt;/span&gt; that burning desire to "BE SOMETHING".&amp;nbsp; I truly believe&lt;strong&gt; I AM SOMETHING&lt;/strong&gt;...I am a Mother to four children, a wife to a busy Law Enforcement Officer and it is hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So inside I know I am where I should be and outside I know that the world &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; me to be more...yet I want to fight that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are asked to push ourselves beyond what is possible in the human body.&amp;nbsp; I refuse to follow suit right now and I am very lucky I don't have to.&amp;nbsp; I know there will be alot more time in the future with all four in school but I still want to be here or there with them at 3 p.m when that bell rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that sound wrong?&amp;nbsp; It used to be the norm in my day.&amp;nbsp; Yet I know I should contribute to the family income and I have NO problem with that......I just can't seem to find a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;burning &lt;/span&gt;desire for any specific career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my choice at the moment is take a job that's flexible and decent pay to help out.&amp;nbsp; Until I have that direction in career choice maybe I should just be&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; satisfied&lt;/span&gt; with the fact that at least I have that choice.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed I am able to stay home, I am blessed with four crazy wild children that have more energy than a zoo full of monkeys, I am blessed with a supportive husband who works hard for all of us, so what's my problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike fighting the "&lt;em&gt;world"&lt;/em&gt; about what is normal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I am strange this is what is going through my head the whole time writing this post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MXQTWCTc0aI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**smiles** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT Tuesday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7000688065473472544?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MXQTWCTc0aI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1028679595685787669</id><published>2011-10-24T14:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:11:20.781-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays -  The Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="quoteauthor"&gt;I know &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;I read...Your mind is&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; a cage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="quoteauthor"&gt;It's a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; garden&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="quoteauthor"&gt;And it &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;requires &lt;/span&gt;cultivating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="quoteauthor"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;―      &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2526.Libba_Bray"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;Libba Bray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1028679595685787669?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1028679595685787669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1028679595685787669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1028679595685787669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1028679595685787669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/10/quotable-mondays-mind.html' title='Quotable Mondays -  The Mind'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4198851346351489229</id><published>2011-10-22T11:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:54:02.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><title type='text'>A Mommy Milestone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yp1ZXfn_im0/TqMCrCVzzNI/AAAAAAAAEDI/pvrzlYaiTZE/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yp1ZXfn_im0/TqMCrCVzzNI/AAAAAAAAEDI/pvrzlYaiTZE/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first time making&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; four&lt;/span&gt; lunches, yes that means all children were attending school that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy the laugh at me.&amp;nbsp; I think it's quite a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;milestone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4198851346351489229?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4198851346351489229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1068123832417768432</id><published>2011-10-19T07:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:07:41.877-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - An Attempt @ Family Photos...sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWFTTndvV0k/Tp7J-n17iMI/AAAAAAAAEDA/o2sUUw12Nc8/s1600/166-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWFTTndvV0k/Tp7J-n17iMI/AAAAAAAAEDA/o2sUUw12Nc8/s400/166-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;em&gt;(there is not one shot where they are all behaving so I surrender to the reality that is my family...crazy....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/45270/wordless-wednesday-flapper-girls-at-blissdom/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Photos...sigh'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWFTTndvV0k/Tp7J-n17iMI/AAAAAAAAEDA/o2sUUw12Nc8/s72-c/166-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2123053357650954107</id><published>2011-10-17T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T10:38:04.595-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays - My friend Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Chaos&lt;/span&gt; is the score upon which&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; reality&lt;/span&gt; is written.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Henry Miller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;this should comfort me in some way...&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2123053357650954107?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1233061327320816038</id><published>2011-10-16T08:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T08:25:54.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Used &amp; Abused</title><content type='html'>Can I scream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to scream, have a rant, dance like a monkey...anything to relieve some frustration and stress.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make some &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; adjustments in my home in regards to my children's attitudes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I will take 100% full responsibility for their whining and complaining.&amp;nbsp; I am their parent and somehow we got ourselves into this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I realize they are all individuals and each has specifics in their personality.&amp;nbsp; I need to parent each child in a slightly different way but not waver off too far from what our family knows as a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; norm&lt;/span&gt; otherwise we hear&lt;em&gt; ".....but so and so gets to do that why don't I?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My five year olds are giving me the biggest headache right now.&amp;nbsp; They are intense bundles of energy and being twins you get served that energy in double doses.&amp;nbsp; EXHAUSTING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have begun to separate them for small portions of time when they are home.&amp;nbsp; They "think" they need to always be beside each other yet they DRIVE each other up the wall...then a fight starts and let me tell you Mama is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;happy about the hitting going on in this house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to also find a discipline for each of them.&amp;nbsp; They all have a different currency and that seems to change as they grow.&amp;nbsp; As of lastnight all of the children were stripped of every luxury they know and were told of harsh discipline if they have the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt; fit in any specific situation.&amp;nbsp; Suck it up buttercup you cannot have a tantrum because I only read you one book!&amp;nbsp; Yes we are dealing with stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal like any other parent is to raise &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;well &lt;/span&gt;rounded, kind, caring, but yet &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; adults.&amp;nbsp; Not the opposite.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe a foundation starts now when they are young.&amp;nbsp; We will however leave the two year old out of this equation for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IS A WHOLE OTHER POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is like no other child in this family.&amp;nbsp; I could go on and on but I do believe he is one of the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;key&lt;/span&gt; ingredients for the chaos I head into every night before bed.&amp;nbsp; My children know the rules, they know how to follow rules but throw in the two year old that has to push every button and you got a war!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;needed to vent and vent I did.&amp;nbsp; I do hope I am not the only Mom out there feeling &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;abused&lt;/span&gt; lately.&amp;nbsp; I encourage my children to do things on their own but I also know they need me yet for many tasks.&amp;nbsp; Most days I can handle it but then there was yesterday.&amp;nbsp; What can I say? &amp;nbsp;I fell of the &lt;em&gt;"keep it together"&lt;/em&gt; boat&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;sinking in the shark infested waters of guilt and conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1233061327320816038?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1233061327320816038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1233061327320816038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1233061327320816038'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHEU6jAjYu4/TpX9Q34bGVI/AAAAAAAAD8o/EkTGQ_e1TDU/s1600/_DSC0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHEU6jAjYu4/TpX9Q34bGVI/AAAAAAAAD8o/EkTGQ_e1TDU/s400/_DSC0441.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Linking up with&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt; 5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/44999/wordless-wednesday-sophia-is-four/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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Meow!'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHEU6jAjYu4/TpX9Q34bGVI/AAAAAAAAD8o/EkTGQ_e1TDU/s72-c/_DSC0441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4625633114812633858</id><published>2011-10-10T08:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T08:33:48.882-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays - Be You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People travel to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; wonder&lt;/span&gt; at the height of mountains, at the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; waves of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;long &lt;/span&gt;courses of rivers, at the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;vast&lt;/span&gt; compass of the ocean, at the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;circular&lt;/span&gt;motion of the stars; and they&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; pass&lt;/span&gt; by themselves without wondering... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, let us &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; the wonder of our physical incarnation— that we&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; are&lt;/span&gt; here, in these particular bodies, at this particular time, in these particular circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;May we never take for granted the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;gift&lt;/span&gt; of our&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; individuality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;— Saint Augustine of Hippo (354-430) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4625633114812633858?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4625633114812633858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4625633114812633858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasha'/><title type='text'>Time Well Spent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I get &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"too busy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to sit down and do something with my kids&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;This was time &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;well &lt;/span&gt;spent......&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gE08_R1pzk/TpCMVYJrtnI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Qd1Btzdl0I8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gE08_R1pzk/TpCMVYJrtnI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Qd1Btzdl0I8/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-9212765139603493289?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/9212765139603493289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=9212765139603493289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/9212765139603493289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/9212765139603493289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-well-spent.html' title='Time Well Spent'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gE08_R1pzk/TpCMVYJrtnI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Qd1Btzdl0I8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4476282124365283562</id><published>2011-10-07T06:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T07:00:00.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping It Real'/><title type='text'>ReAliTy #6 - Halloween Decorations?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ondering if I should just let this one go.....&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wa2zoxclzeY/To72eBTO9nI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/bUkN4bIVRn0/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wa2zoxclzeY/To72eBTO9nI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/bUkN4bIVRn0/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&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/-TNF5juMLa5A/To72nHKpQKI/AAAAAAAAD2U/3tFNKaWV7cM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNF5juMLa5A/To72nHKpQKI/AAAAAAAAD2U/3tFNKaWV7cM/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pictures do not do this &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fine &lt;/span&gt;crafted web justice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids think it should stay till Halloween is over :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4476282124365283562?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4476282124365283562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4476282124365283562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4476282124365283562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4476282124365283562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/10/reality-6-halloween-decorations.html' title='ReAliTy #6 - Halloween Decorations?'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wa2zoxclzeY/To72eBTO9nI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/bUkN4bIVRn0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-3432947826897507748</id><published>2011-10-05T06:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T06:44:53.949-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Annual Pumpkin Patch Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYJ9NrED5i8/ToxPThly3eI/AAAAAAAAD1o/8Lk5OpaDXgA/s1600/028-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYJ9NrED5i8/ToxPThly3eI/AAAAAAAAD1o/8Lk5OpaDXgA/s400/028-2.jpg" width="400" /&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/-qUMKeIIkn_o/ToxPwBh6r_I/AAAAAAAAD1s/eTJGycMqgJ8/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUMKeIIkn_o/ToxPwBh6r_I/AAAAAAAAD1s/eTJGycMqgJ8/s400/046.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A crop of 27 pumpkins this year.&amp;nbsp; Better than expected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/44697/wordless-wednesday-with-mickey-and-minnie-in-hawaii/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-3432947826897507748?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYJ9NrED5i8/ToxPThly3eI/AAAAAAAAD1o/8Lk5OpaDXgA/s72-c/028-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-3146136792128179951</id><published>2011-10-04T15:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:27:28.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tackle It Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Tackle It Tuesday - Comfort Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/160/tackle-it-tuesday-update/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tackle It Tuesday Meme" src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q151/yeshua55/TTBigButton.jpg" title="Tackle It Tuesday Meme" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn is here...it's windy, the temperature is cooler, the leaves are turning color and to me it is all so&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of year and it makes me want to cook up some yummy comfort food.&amp;nbsp; I spent all afternoon in my kitchen preparing meals to eat right away and some meals to freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Started off with &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Pizza Casserole&lt;/span&gt;...it was DELICIOUS and all little people loved it in my household.&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/-KuN5Dk3hf4A/TotuA357-hI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/aMKdQTts88o/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KuN5Dk3hf4A/TotuA357-hI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/aMKdQTts88o/s400/075.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;The twins wanted to make sugar cookies so we &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;whipped&lt;/span&gt; of some while my soup was simmering.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeSvzCWzIIo/TotteWTvMMI/AAAAAAAAD1U/7gImiRVtESk/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeSvzCWzIIo/TotteWTvMMI/AAAAAAAAD1U/7gImiRVtESk/s400/073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is a windy, cool, Fall day without a bowl of &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Chicken Soup&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qhTfoRGMMc/Totu8iXmF6I/AAAAAAAAD1g/kqVP5YajW3Y/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qhTfoRGMMc/Totu8iXmF6I/AAAAAAAAD1g/kqVP5YajW3Y/s400/071.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Doubled &lt;/span&gt;the batch!!&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrGjYoLKtPI/Totuiy_2TSI/AAAAAAAAD1c/h5G9vi5Bw54/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrGjYoLKtPI/Totuiy_2TSI/AAAAAAAAD1c/h5G9vi5Bw54/s400/078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had leftover potatoes and a bit of ground beef from the pizza casserole so I decided to make indivdual sized &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sheperd's Pie&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; No one eats this except me in my house so I made two for me and two for my Granny.&amp;nbsp; Hope it freezes okay.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mz4WvuCocXI/TotvEOjq04I/AAAAAAAAD1k/Z2NZktOAWek/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mz4WvuCocXI/TotvEOjq04I/AAAAAAAAD1k/Z2NZktOAWek/s400/067.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; day yesterday but so appropriate for a Tackle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; and be&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/44657/gratitude-tackle-it-tuesday/"&gt;inspired&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-3146136792128179951?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3146136792128179951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=3146136792128179951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/3146136792128179951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/3146136792128179951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/10/tackle-it-tuesday.html' title='Tackle It Tuesday - Comfort Food'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KuN5Dk3hf4A/TotuA357-hI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/aMKdQTts88o/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7014085818049805450</id><published>2011-10-03T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T06:00:04.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Submission is not about &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;authority&lt;/span&gt; and it is not &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;obedience;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it is all about relationships of &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;respect&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-William P. Young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7014085818049805450?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7014085818049805450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=7014085818049805450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7014085818049805450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7014085818049805450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/10/quotable-mondays.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2121745407362895063</id><published>2011-10-02T07:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T08:04:53.676-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>You And Me...What That Means</title><content type='html'>I will be turning 38 in a few short months.&amp;nbsp; Highschool was twenty years ago yet I feel I'm still there sometimes when in regards to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;relationships &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;with other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at the phase in life where things are changing once again.&amp;nbsp; Remember when you went from working spouse to stay at home spouse because a special delivery arrived?&amp;nbsp; Those days are slowly coming to an &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt; for me.&amp;nbsp; My youngest is starting preschool in a few short weeks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No longer will I have those kids at home to invite playdates {with Mommies along to visit}.&amp;nbsp; Which to me means less&amp;nbsp;interaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;thrive&lt;/span&gt; on connecting socially with others.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy chatting with&amp;nbsp; Moms, LOVE talking with seniors and enjoy watching kids get to know each other.&amp;nbsp; I recently had a playdate at a friends house with three of my children and only one of hers {three others were in school}.&amp;nbsp; It was an awesome playdate.&amp;nbsp; The kids played together and we enjoyed chatting over coffee and lunch.&amp;nbsp; I know I felt &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;refreshed&lt;/span&gt; in my spirit when I left there and I hope my friend did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need relationship to keep balanced in our busy lives.&amp;nbsp; I know as a Mom my first thoughts of the day are never about myself but of my family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everything I plan including my spare time revolves around my family's schedule.&amp;nbsp; If I want to sit and have a cup of coffee or write a post like this I have to wait until my little one's are occupied or in bed sleeping otherwise&amp;nbsp;my brain does not work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my need for personal space and personal relationship are huge in my life.&amp;nbsp; If I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt; myself for others I need to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; fill&lt;/span&gt; it up in some way right?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a different space than some of my really good mommy friends.&amp;nbsp; I don't seem to fit in with my friends prekids and I am not yet into meeting Mom's with kids at my children's school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I take that last sentence back&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...I am&lt;/span&gt; into meeting Mothers of children at our school.&amp;nbsp; The problem is I feel like people do not want to engage in relationship with others {or me}.&amp;nbsp; Afterall it is time consuming to have a relationship with another person and in our society today who has that time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; willing&lt;/span&gt; to make that time.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy listening to my friends issues, troubles and&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; joys&lt;/span&gt; in life.&amp;nbsp; I think of many friends constantly.&amp;nbsp; I may not speak with them all the time but I know they are thinking of my family and myself on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So why are people scared to engage?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling really down lastnight because I did not attend an event with my husband.&amp;nbsp; We did have a babysitter issue but in truth I am very much over the "drinking/dancing" stage in my life.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong I enjoy adult conversation and alcoholic drinks just not in the setting where this event was.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The self esteem was lagging because I want to stay true to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;who I am&lt;/span&gt; but I mourn relationships which were once strong because I no longer see some social activities as fun or fulfilling.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could put this in more descriptive words!&amp;nbsp; Let's just say one minute I feel great that I know who I am and other times I feel like I am taking a totally different direction than many people I care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Make sense?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not because there is that possibility I am making this way more than it should be.&amp;nbsp;I did end up&amp;nbsp;receiving&amp;nbsp;a phone call from a fellow Mom and new friend.&amp;nbsp; From just a light conversation she made me feel&amp;nbsp; I was not the only one taking a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;step away&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;em&gt;"the norm".&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; It put a smile on my face and lightened my mood greatly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I need&amp;nbsp;also add that this&amp;nbsp;encouragment was done in a&amp;nbsp;way that we were not trashing anyone that&amp;nbsp;chose to enjoy a night of dancing and drinking.&amp;nbsp; In&amp;nbsp;NO way were we&amp;nbsp;making ourselves out to be better than anyone else.&amp;nbsp; It was more a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;confirmation&lt;/span&gt; in&amp;nbsp;who we are, though I am pretty sure she was not feeling like a lost sheep, that was just me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there stands my case for relationships....we need to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; build&lt;/span&gt; each other up in ways that are free of&amp;nbsp; anything but&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; true&lt;/span&gt; care and concern.&amp;nbsp; We need more straight shooters and less people hiding behind what society thinks makes us well liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so very simple and we make it all so &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;complicated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you are thinking of a friend call them, text them, or facebook them but do something.&amp;nbsp; Straight shoot!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2121745407362895063?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2121745407362895063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2121745407362895063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2121745407362895063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2121745407362895063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-and-mewhat-that-means.html' title='You And Me...What That Means'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2795836558851868384</id><published>2011-09-30T12:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:54:48.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fibers on Friday - Scarf...Almost Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plumslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i25/swandiva/IMG_3385_7850_edited-1copy-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is my first scarf&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; my first experience with bead stitch so I should not be surprised I have had to rip out and redo many stitches along the way.&amp;nbsp; Here it is...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KMPJYBlH2M/ToYPBqiQnOI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/kHpscNmAdoU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KMPJYBlH2M/ToYPBqiQnOI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/kHpscNmAdoU/s400/003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Lucky for me we are still not in winter wear weather {say that three times fast} but I will be happy when it is finished and waiting for me to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; wrap&lt;/span&gt; around my neck.&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;Linking up with&lt;a href="http://plumslife.blogspot.com/"&gt; Beth&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://plumslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/fibers-on-friday-multnomah.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fibers on Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2795836558851868384?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2795836558851868384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2795836558851868384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2795836558851868384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2795836558851868384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/fibers-on-friday-scarfalmost-complete.html' title='Fibers on Friday - Scarf...Almost Complete'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KMPJYBlH2M/ToYPBqiQnOI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/kHpscNmAdoU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7701946907529373929</id><published>2011-09-28T13:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:16:44.345-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Standoff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Et9Zu7OesU0/ToNTHx5-G9I/AAAAAAAAD1I/cKheWfizsL8/s1600/105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Et9Zu7OesU0/ToNTHx5-G9I/AAAAAAAAD1I/cKheWfizsL8/s400/105.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90dcj8OXWq8/ToNTgbkO01I/AAAAAAAAD1M/kcFVVGKwtH8/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90dcj8OXWq8/ToNTgbkO01I/AAAAAAAAD1M/kcFVVGKwtH8/s400/107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who won?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/44375/wordless-wednesday-my-four-year-old/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7701946907529373929?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7701946907529373929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=7701946907529373929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7701946907529373929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7701946907529373929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday-standoff.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Standoff!'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Et9Zu7OesU0/ToNTHx5-G9I/AAAAAAAAD1I/cKheWfizsL8/s72-c/105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-706133432261999345</id><published>2011-09-26T07:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:46:33.702-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;For some &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;moments&lt;/span&gt; in life there are &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;words.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~David Seltzer, &lt;i&gt;Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/i&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: center;"&gt;Nine years ago today I lost my Mom to cancer.&amp;nbsp; I can &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;relive&lt;/span&gt; that day in my head.&amp;nbsp; I remember laying on my bed just stunned, not crying, not knowing how to feel.&amp;nbsp; I remember friends coming to the house with food and hugs.&amp;nbsp; I never cried then.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure I cried much until the funeral.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true....there are moments in life there are no words to help,&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; explain&lt;/span&gt; or heal.&amp;nbsp; I will say time does help but to be honest I still miss her.&amp;nbsp; How can I not.....she was my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always on this date I ask you to hug your Mom today, tell her you love her and if those words are tough to get out just contact her, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;honor&lt;/span&gt; her in some way today.&amp;nbsp; Do this in memory of my Mother and to help heal the ache in my heart today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that have&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;let me&lt;/span&gt;"borrow"&lt;/span&gt; me your Mom I thank you.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes its just nice to have a Mom ask you how you are doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-706133432261999345?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/706133432261999345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=706133432261999345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/706133432261999345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/706133432261999345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/quotable-mondays_26.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6238860738025668391</id><published>2011-09-21T20:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:38:14.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Mon Chat, Mon Amie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It_IUxJbhOc/TnqdgUQNQ1I/AAAAAAAAD1E/mJ3kkqt5pdA/s1600/134-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It_IUxJbhOc/TnqdgUQNQ1I/AAAAAAAAD1E/mJ3kkqt5pdA/s400/134-2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linking up with&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt; 5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6238860738025668391?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6238860738025668391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6238860738025668391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6238860738025668391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6238860738025668391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday-mon-chat-mon-amie.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Mon Chat, Mon Amie...'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It_IUxJbhOc/TnqdgUQNQ1I/AAAAAAAAD1E/mJ3kkqt5pdA/s72-c/134-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-8206436996671630205</id><published>2011-09-19T07:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T07:07:51.188-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="tweet-row"&gt;&lt;span class="tweet-user-name"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tweet-text js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; meaning&lt;/span&gt; of life is to find your gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tweet-text js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The purpose of life is to give it &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tweet-text js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tweet-text js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tweet-text js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-8206436996671630205?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/8206436996671630205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=8206436996671630205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8206436996671630205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8206436996671630205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/quotable-mondays.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6292597518636852555</id><published>2011-09-16T06:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T06:07:09.605-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping It Real'/><title type='text'>ReAliTy #5</title><content type='html'>&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;When one room&amp;nbsp;has had the Cleaning Fairy &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wave&lt;/span&gt; her magic wand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{yeah right}......&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acYPWmkknJ8/TnM6KnH8zPI/AAAAAAAAD0w/qHXbten4uxs/s1600/110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acYPWmkknJ8/TnM6KnH8zPI/AAAAAAAAD0w/qHXbten4uxs/s400/110.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;....the Disaster Fairy &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;hits&lt;/span&gt; the room next door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{or maybe it was the three kids I kept shooing out of the other room}.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89FmP24LOHk/TnM6jnyNtxI/AAAAAAAAD00/YDAg5NSpKtM/s1600/112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89FmP24LOHk/TnM6jnyNtxI/AAAAAAAAD00/YDAg5NSpKtM/s400/112.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6292597518636852555?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6292597518636852555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6292597518636852555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6292597518636852555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6292597518636852555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/reality-5.html' title='ReAliTy #5'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acYPWmkknJ8/TnM6KnH8zPI/AAAAAAAAD0w/qHXbten4uxs/s72-c/110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-9076368089545056445</id><published>2011-09-14T06:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T06:34:21.752-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - R.I.P Froggy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQWuo4VXxtI/TnCeoiF3aNI/AAAAAAAAD0s/XxF9lc7Ddak/s1600/058-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQWuo4VXxtI/TnCeoiF3aNI/AAAAAAAAD0s/XxF9lc7Ddak/s400/058-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&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;Linking up with&lt;a href="http://www.5imuntesformom.com/"&gt; 5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/43901/wordless-wednesday-first-day-preschool/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-9076368089545056445?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/9076368089545056445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=9076368089545056445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/9076368089545056445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/9076368089545056445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday-rip-froggy.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - R.I.P Froggy?'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQWuo4VXxtI/TnCeoiF3aNI/AAAAAAAAD0s/XxF9lc7Ddak/s72-c/058-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2942604174337557530</id><published>2011-09-13T06:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T06:46:47.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of The Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-Y2log2e1c/Tm9MHwSV_BI/AAAAAAAAD0o/mySiz-C8HUY/s1600/049-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-Y2log2e1c/Tm9MHwSV_BI/AAAAAAAAD0o/mySiz-C8HUY/s400/049-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;There is a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; harmony&lt;/span&gt; in autumn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and a luster in its sky, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;which through the summer is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;heard or seen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;as if it could not be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;as if it had&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; been!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~Percy Bysshe Shelley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently reside where I lived as a child.&amp;nbsp; To be honest I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; ventured far.&amp;nbsp; There are so many reasons why we built our house on family land.&amp;nbsp; For myself it is&amp;nbsp;where my heart is.&amp;nbsp; I can walk through our pastures and have so many memories of my Grandfather and fun times with my Dad.&amp;nbsp; You learn to have a huge appreciation for the life they gave you when you walk &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;where &lt;/span&gt;they worked so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school began in the fall all of a sudden&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; everything&lt;/span&gt; changed.&amp;nbsp; The leaves on the trees turned yellow, the air was colder and best of all....&amp;nbsp;you got to wear your new clothes!&amp;nbsp; But for me it was&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; always&lt;/span&gt; the geese that held the start of change.&amp;nbsp; I loved standing at the end of the lane for the school bus and they would fly right over... so low I could see the different colors in their feathers.&amp;nbsp; I loved their honking and to this day I enjoy waking up to their noise....flying overhead in the early morning hours on their way to the riverbank or the fields for a feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2942604174337557530?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2942604174337557530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2942604174337557530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2942604174337557530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2942604174337557530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-is-harmony-in-autumn-and-luster.html' title='Change of The Seasons'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-Y2log2e1c/Tm9MHwSV_BI/AAAAAAAAD0o/mySiz-C8HUY/s72-c/049-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1970032710129982913</id><published>2011-09-12T06:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T06:43:16.735-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;shadows.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They simply mean there's a light shining&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nearby.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Ruth E. Renkel&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1970032710129982913?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1970032710129982913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1970032710129982913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1970032710129982913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1970032710129982913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/quoteable-mondays_12.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4914354343195396918</id><published>2011-09-08T06:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T06:32:09.014-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><title type='text'>The Day Has Arrived - Kindergarten For The Twins</title><content type='html'>Not sure where to go with the emotions today.&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;day my twins go off to school has finally arrived.&amp;nbsp; To be &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt; one moment I am giddy with joy, anticipating fun things to do with just Gage, a cleaner house for most of the day which means less work for me, and the quiet for a little bit.&amp;nbsp; I know I will miss their noisy bodies but a Mama needs her quiet time once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about me...the twins are excited and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than ready for this.&amp;nbsp; They attended an all day every day French Summer Camp a few weeks ago and LOVED it.&amp;nbsp; They did not want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 4:30 {not on my own a 2 year old had a lot to do with it}, settled him in bed beside the 5 year old that is between my husband and I {don't judge, sometimes it's easier to have them crash with you for a few hours so they get some sleep} and then I was awake.&amp;nbsp; Awake with &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;nerves&lt;/span&gt; for the two of them as they go off today without my protection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GASP!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have fear with the academics of school, nor the social aspect...my kids can hold their own.&amp;nbsp; I fear for the bus ride and playground activities.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I am one of those moms!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my&amp;nbsp;anxiety will&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; settle&lt;/span&gt; the moment I see them playing on the playground equipment.&amp;nbsp; When they rush off the bus today and tell me all about their day.&amp;nbsp; I KNOW it will be okay.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done this before with our now 8 year old....what's my problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because these two are different.&amp;nbsp; My oldest marches in a room and just &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;deals &lt;/span&gt;with what is coming to him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These two are emotional, or at least my daughter is.&amp;nbsp; I really have no worries of my son, I worry more for the teacher in&amp;nbsp;his case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because they are twins.&amp;nbsp; Everything doubles....especially my emotions {good or bad}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for them and excited for&amp;nbsp;Gage and I&amp;nbsp;to have some time&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; together&lt;/span&gt; for a full day.&amp;nbsp; I usually do not mourn the fact that they are growing.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am one to look at the exciting changes happening and how they are loving every minute of growing up.&amp;nbsp; I cannot go back in the past and change anything, &amp;nbsp;but I can sit and listen to their stories of how we used to hold them when they were babies {of course they only know this because of pictures}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; tuck my nervous emotions back in, pray for safety on the way to school, and remember to take pictures!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to make three lunches instead of one, gather three backpacks, shoes, and jackets instead of just one of each.&amp;nbsp; I promised them a special breakfast of pancakes and treats they love for that very first day.&amp;nbsp; Our oldest is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;too because he loves to be in charge and today we asked him to help the kids with the bus ride and getting them to their teacher when they arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; milestone&lt;/span&gt; in the bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4914354343195396918?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4914354343195396918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4914354343195396918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4914354343195396918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4914354343195396918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-has-arrived-kindergarten-for-twins.html' title='The Day Has Arrived - Kindergarten For The Twins'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4600882923890485978</id><published>2011-09-07T06:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:52:47.475-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Blankie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpmHkI1yuAY/Tmdn7owK_eI/AAAAAAAADz8/dqnARN1M_jg/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpmHkI1yuAY/Tmdn7owK_eI/AAAAAAAADz8/dqnARN1M_jg/s400/013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love how they&amp;nbsp;hold on to those security blankies as&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; long&lt;/span&gt; as they can.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little boy will head to Kindergarten tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My how time&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; flies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/43636/wordless-wednesday-painted-nails/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4600882923890485978?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4600882923890485978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4600882923890485978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4600882923890485978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4600882923890485978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday-blankie.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Blankie'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpmHkI1yuAY/Tmdn7owK_eI/AAAAAAAADz8/dqnARN1M_jg/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-8342041706608456189</id><published>2011-09-05T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T08:47:16.641-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Mondays'/><title type='text'>Quoteable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Make somebody&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt; today.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Mind your own business.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~Ann Landers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-8342041706608456189?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/8342041706608456189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=8342041706608456189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8342041706608456189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8342041706608456189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/quoteable-mondays.html' title='Quoteable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5357011304365198629</id><published>2011-09-03T10:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:12:41.547-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting'/><title type='text'>A Scarf</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plumslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i25/swandiva/IMG_3385_7850_edited-1copy-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to be back knitting.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have&amp;nbsp;yet to knit&amp;nbsp;myself a&amp;nbsp;scarf and I do love my scarves in our -40 C weather.&amp;nbsp; I found a patteron on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt; and ordered some yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yarn is super soft {&lt;a href="http://www.straw.com/cpy/yarns/mochiplus_card.html"&gt;Crystal Palace Mochi Plus in Autum Rainbow&lt;/a&gt;} and I&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt; the color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am learning to do the&amp;nbsp;Beaded Rib Stitch.&amp;nbsp; I am super slow but am loving the results.&amp;nbsp; &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/-MgktZXgdNBg/TmJLECt6kHI/AAAAAAAADz4/KURjENzlFaU/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgktZXgdNBg/TmJLECt6kHI/AAAAAAAADz4/KURjENzlFaU/s400/011.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; thank you to Beth who at one time suggested I get bamboo needles!&amp;nbsp; I LOVE them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://plumslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/fibers-on-friday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beth&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Fibers on Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5357011304365198629?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5357011304365198629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=5357011304365198629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5357011304365198629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5357011304365198629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/scarf.html' title='A Scarf'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgktZXgdNBg/TmJLECt6kHI/AAAAAAAADz4/KURjENzlFaU/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1311741152776950464</id><published>2011-09-02T10:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T14:03:07.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ReAliTy #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIb9A0V3PXY/TmEIlEcWwYI/AAAAAAAADz0/Xz_Jbs8n4_8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIb9A0V3PXY/TmEIlEcWwYI/AAAAAAAADz0/Xz_Jbs8n4_8/s400/001.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Right by my &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;front &lt;/span&gt;door......&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;Dust forever my foe!&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;Post your &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt; and leave a link in the comments.&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;Let's all support each other in our domestic failures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1311741152776950464?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1311741152776950464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1311741152776950464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1311741152776950464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1311741152776950464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/09/reality-4.html' title='ReAliTy #4'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIb9A0V3PXY/TmEIlEcWwYI/AAAAAAAADz0/Xz_Jbs8n4_8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5237369668061481048</id><published>2011-08-31T07:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:07:32.211-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Snow Storm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LVUXzXfafgc/Tl4xdHvVNYI/AAAAAAAADzw/wLcgTff6eGU/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes for Mom&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/43388/wordless-wednesday-kayaking/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5237369668061481048?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5237369668061481048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=5237369668061481048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5237369668061481048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5237369668061481048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday-snow-storm.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Snow Storm?'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5fsAXIX1bA/Tl4wVhGbw2I/AAAAAAAADzo/hxLKuWQt88s/s72-c/008-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1956998486016656358</id><published>2011-08-29T08:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T08:55:55.535-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quoteable Mondays - Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My theory is that the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; hardest&lt;/span&gt; work anyone does in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;appear&lt;/span&gt; normal.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~From the movie &lt;i&gt;Ed TV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1956998486016656358?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1956998486016656358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1956998486016656358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1956998486016656358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1956998486016656358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/quoteable-mondays-normal.html' title='Quoteable Mondays - Normal'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1902551942363439226</id><published>2011-08-25T08:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:05:08.812-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Decisions!</title><content type='html'>I have been having these thoughts lately....they just randomly&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; pop&lt;/span&gt; up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**POOF** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One day my sons will bring home a girl they want us to meet."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**POOF**&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This will be the last time I shop at this store for my oldest son...next year these clothes will be too babyish for him."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**POOF&lt;em&gt;**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How will I ever keep food in this house when these boys are all teenagers?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of the future.&amp;nbsp; I have always lived in the here and now because I am way too &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; to think about what may be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not sure where all this is coming from. My oldest will be turning nine in a few months.&amp;nbsp; He is going to be a massive man one day...like his Father.&amp;nbsp; I'm slightly terrified when he hits teenage years.....we may have to hire help just for grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with future thoughts of my children come ideas of what &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; life will look like.&amp;nbsp; I keep thinking I will go back to work as soon as I can.&amp;nbsp; Something part time, possibly try to get into the school system so I can be home in the summer with the kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.... reality will strike and I think of the activities, after school sports and programs that my children will probably be involved in and I&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; wonder&lt;/span&gt; how will I do it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you working Mom's....I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;admire &lt;/span&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go back and forth on if I should get a part time job to help out with the monthly income.&amp;nbsp; My husband supports whatever decision I pursue but he also will put in his thoughts.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wrestled&lt;/span&gt; with a position that is open right now, a perfect job with hours and such.&amp;nbsp; Should I apply? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much debate we decided this year was &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;the time for it.&amp;nbsp; .&lt;br /&gt;But....even after the decision was made I wrestled with the thoughts &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I am reading &lt;a href="http://lysaterkeurst.com/"&gt;Lysa Terkeurst's&lt;/a&gt; book &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lysaterkeurst.com/am-i-messing-up-my-kids/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Am I Messing Up My Kids?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and something she wrote made me realize I am making the right decision to stay home this next year and make my family the number one priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am convinced there is no greater way to model for our kids the heart of God than to serve our families with a happy heart."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed that I do not have to work and we can live without a major financial constraint so for this year we will continue with Mom at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;serve my family with a happy heart.&amp;nbsp; I can feel joy getting that cup of juice, defusing an argument {I need some work on finding the joy in that} and spending much time in the truck driving here and there to activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there days I want&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; out&lt;/span&gt; of here....OH YES!&amp;nbsp; Are there days I&amp;nbsp;would&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; rather&lt;/span&gt; be in an office of adult conversation....OH YES!&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;my place is&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; here&lt;/span&gt; right now.&amp;nbsp; I am starting to&amp;nbsp;realize how &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; this time is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to be here right now in the thick of raising little people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;for their development&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;for &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;mine.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Please know that I am not in anyway stating that Moms should not work.&amp;nbsp; I do not feel that way at all!!&amp;nbsp; This post was about my family and what is best for us.&amp;nbsp; I believe working Moms can serve their families with a happy heart too :)}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1902551942363439226?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1902551942363439226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1902551942363439226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1902551942363439226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1902551942363439226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/decisions.html' title='Decisions!'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1168737961207520080</id><published>2011-08-24T07:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T07:23:45.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - A Million Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/43214/wordless-wednesday-ballerina-smiles/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&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/3657358665123010442-1168737961207520080?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1168737961207520080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1168737961207520080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1168737961207520080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1168737961207520080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday-million-wishes.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - A Million Wishes'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cUyHdgVHRn8/TlT53vR5B8I/AAAAAAAADzc/A2wuBf1nlVY/s72-c/052-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5234814032133836630</id><published>2011-08-23T07:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:19:19.860-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Something to think about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's quote....&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; but so true.&amp;nbsp; I never believed those that said life just gets better as you receive wisdom.&amp;nbsp; I knew life experience would change me.&amp;nbsp; Life experience such as travelling or trauma, missions&amp;nbsp;or marriage, or the many other "big" things that happen to people.&amp;nbsp; I never thought life experience from &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;living could create wisdom, spiritual growth and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people who are mean, just plain old mean.&amp;nbsp; These people want things their way and if you cannot provide this to them then you are not worthy to be on the same patch of dirt they are standing upon.&amp;nbsp; They can be&amp;nbsp;fake, dishonest, manipulative and have values that are shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all from my point of view of course.&amp;nbsp; From their point of view I am scum so I guess we can call it &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is we all know people like this, mean people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's quote talks to all of us.&amp;nbsp; It does take courage to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;change.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; View the world differently.&amp;nbsp; Try a little harder, come out of our shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have been working on this specific task a VERY &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In my thirties, since becoming a mother I have realized that this change within me cannot be for the happiness of others...but for myself and that it will continue for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strive for good, I fail alot but I am willing to&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; keep&lt;/span&gt; trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love these changes that keep happening &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;within&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be so much easier to just keep disliking these people that are mean.&amp;nbsp; The hard part is seeing through all of that.&amp;nbsp; I waiver, go back and forth, somedays I cannot control how angry I am at them.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if there way is right and I'm just a sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I am wrong.&amp;nbsp; I think &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;striving&lt;/span&gt; to be generous, empathetic, kind, respectful is the change I want and what I want my children to learn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The hard part......modeling the behaviour even when emotionally you are not feeling generous, empathetic or kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang emotions...ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5234814032133836630?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5234814032133836630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=5234814032133836630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5234814032133836630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5234814032133836630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/yesterdays-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-5775105459976319177</id><published>2011-08-22T07:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T07:10:22.730-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quotable Monday's - Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It takes&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; courage&lt;/span&gt; to grow up and become who you&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; are.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~e.e. cummings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-5775105459976319177?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5775105459976319177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=5775105459976319177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5775105459976319177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/5775105459976319177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/quotable-mondays-growing-up.html' title='Quotable Monday&apos;s - Growing Up'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6365053254190064114</id><published>2011-08-20T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T08:46:00.111-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mish mash'/><title type='text'>Mish Mash #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Day four of my diet and I KNOW for a fact I&amp;nbsp;am planning on falling off&amp;nbsp;the wagon for a few hours today {movie popcorn and pop}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Day four and I have lost 4lbs.....the most noticeable....the puffiness in the baby bulge on PMS week is not present, I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;enjoying&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***I now believe and understand how and why certain food and POP (my beloved Co*Ca Co*la) makes you puffy. This realization however will&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; deter me from enjoying a cup today.&amp;nbsp; I shall deal with the consequence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****The above statements have&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt; my perspective on food which was the intent of this diet/experiment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****Off to see&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thehelpmovie.com/us/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"The Help"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today with a good friend.&amp;nbsp; We have to drive&amp;nbsp;3 hours to see it because the movie will not be coming to our somewhat busy city.&amp;nbsp; But we are not bitter...we are set free for a few hours child free.&amp;nbsp; What is there to be bitter about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******Took the kids for a walk yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It is 1 mile to the farm where my Granny lives.&amp;nbsp; They enjoyed picking flowers, sighting snakes and arguing....yes just like they would if we stayed home&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YI2KVoLJTJg/Tk_Icu3wqiI/AAAAAAAADzU/dfYf79m7PJQ/s1600/061-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YI2KVoLJTJg/Tk_Icu3wqiI/AAAAAAAADzU/dfYf79m7PJQ/s400/061-2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made them pose for this!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******Trying to overcome some serious Mommy guilt.&amp;nbsp; Booked a weekend at a friend's house.&amp;nbsp; She lives 4 hours away.&amp;nbsp; She has a very comfy futon that only comes with a cat instead of a husband and two children.&amp;nbsp;This means&amp;nbsp;I have lots of room to stretch out and possibly....POSSIBLY...get some sleep without being awakened by tiny feet hitting my nose.&amp;nbsp; I&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; aim&lt;/span&gt; to scrapbook my youngest's baby book while I am there, enjoy some good conversation and REST my little brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********Encouraged I have not had a carbohydrate in&amp;nbsp;four days!&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Amazed&lt;/span&gt; at what I am doing.&amp;nbsp; I have not been on a diet for many many years.&amp;nbsp; Love the way I feel too, energized!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********Sam just asked me if we could eat skunk.&amp;nbsp; My answer was &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; but feel free to chime in on this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6365053254190064114?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6365053254190064114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6365053254190064114' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6365053254190064114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6365053254190064114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/mish-mash-3.html' title='Mish Mash #3'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YI2KVoLJTJg/Tk_Icu3wqiI/AAAAAAAADzU/dfYf79m7PJQ/s72-c/061-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4471750544599563658</id><published>2011-08-17T08:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T08:22:08.714-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Sights At Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XhDzfUREPtA/TkvNaP8iyUI/AAAAAAAADyw/yGdsjHAzPOI/s1600/May%2B14-09%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XhDzfUREPtA/TkvNaP8iyUI/AAAAAAAADyw/yGdsjHAzPOI/s400/May%2B14-09%2B027.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/43009/wordless-wednesday-anissa-at-blogher11/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; 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of living  are not found by rushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;from point A to point B, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;but by inventing some  &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;imaginary&lt;/span&gt; letters along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Douglas Pagels, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;These Are the Gifts I'd Like  to Give to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4321384441281096029?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4321384441281096029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4321384441281096029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4321384441281096029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4321384441281096029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/quotable-mondays-imaginary-letters.html' title='Quotable Monday&apos;s - Imaginary Letters'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6630614161168546876</id><published>2011-08-11T12:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:46:19.700-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>To Be Or Not To Be….</title><content type='html'>....a big mean strict overbearing parent that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused on many parenting &lt;em&gt;“rules”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt; You need to decide so many&amp;nbsp;guidelines to live by.&amp;nbsp; There needs to be some sort of regulations set in place or else&amp;nbsp;no one is happy&lt;em&gt; {or develops}&lt;/em&gt; because chaos ensues…&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;…do you go as far as timing the kids for each specific task or do you let many things slide because they are kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;This is where I am confused&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; and searching for my own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just laid down with my two year old so he would have a nap.&amp;nbsp; He is the only child home with me at the moment so I took the opportunity to lie with him in my bed.&amp;nbsp; This is not a norm for us.&amp;nbsp; He is really good at falling asleep in his own bed for naps &lt;em&gt;{bedtime is another story}.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wanted to cuddle and listen to his soft breathing and we had some diaper leakage lastnight so his bed is not made and the blankets are still in the laundry..not done…yet...blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay there I started to think how much&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; too much regarding strictness?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Where&lt;/span&gt; do we draw the line on how far we can let our kids be kids? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality is they are children and should not be forced to maintain some kind of ridiculous regime like adults have too in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I lack as a parent because I let my kids crawl into me bed for an afternoon nap?&amp;nbsp; I consider that a treat for him.&amp;nbsp; The safety and security he feels probably will make him feel &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; loved than if I had&amp;nbsp;shoved him in his bed crying and wailing because he&amp;nbsp;senses the house is &lt;em&gt;“different”&lt;/em&gt; without his siblings &lt;s&gt;fighting and yelling&lt;/s&gt; laughing and enjoying themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I develop strict guidelines on how much TV watching , laziness, and&amp;nbsp;sleeping in my children do during the summer?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or do I let them have this relaxation time because as an adult I sure as heck wish I’d relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society today is run as &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fast&lt;/span&gt; as you can, go as &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;far&lt;/span&gt; as you can go, and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;as much as you can do all in the shortest amount of time.&amp;nbsp; Do I really want my kids feeling that pressure right now?&amp;nbsp; Or do I let them watch 2 hours of TV instead of 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for housework.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt; in my house.&amp;nbsp; My family &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt; in this house.&amp;nbsp; Let me say it again….we&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; live&lt;/span&gt; in the house.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, should it not look&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; lived&lt;/span&gt; in? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do the floors always need to be shining with no footprints on them?&amp;nbsp; Why do the toilets always have to be without that drip on the seat?&amp;nbsp; Why does the laundry room need to look empty?&amp;nbsp; Will a house that looks like it came out of a magazine and the stress on the Mother that has to keep it that way really make my kids the people they need to be in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe we need to give our children guidelines, chores, and responsibility.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As a parent to four &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt; children I will admit I love their craziness... at times.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The mounds of paper they go through expressing the creativity, the disorganization of the dressup clothes, the odd things they play with instead of their toys they HAD to have for birthday and Christmas presents.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But…sometimes I wonder, should I be tougher?&amp;nbsp; Should I draw the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure there are specific moments we need to be more a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; dictator&lt;/span&gt; than a diplomat.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the finger needs to point and sometimes we just need to pat them on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really believe there are times when we need to fulfill the whim.&amp;nbsp; Just like &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; from&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://thespacebetweenraindrops.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Space&amp;nbsp;Between Raindrops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrote about &lt;a href="http://thespacebetweenraindrops.blogspot.com/2011/08/sing-itor-something-like-it.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to stop being so darn &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; enjoy&lt;/span&gt; some moments with our families.&amp;nbsp; Today I began with that cuddle and many thoughts on what I'm going to let go and what I'm going to stand strong on for my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6630614161168546876?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6630614161168546876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6630614161168546876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6630614161168546876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6630614161168546876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To Be Or Not To Be….'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2033331478855862174</id><published>2011-08-10T08:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T08:04:46.672-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - My Child's Dream.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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asked&lt;/span&gt; to paint the sky blue? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Need we &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;coax &lt;/span&gt;the sun to  rise or flowers to bloom? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Need we&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; teach&lt;/span&gt; birds to sing, or children to laugh, or  lovers to kiss? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;though we think the world imperfect, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;it surrounds us each  day with its &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;perfections.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We are asked only to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and to show  appreciation by living in peaceful harmony &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;amidst &lt;/span&gt;them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The Creator does not ask  that we &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;create &lt;/span&gt;a perfect world; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;He asks that we &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;celebrate&lt;/span&gt; it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~Robert Brault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- end body text format, 300x250 ad bottom of page, page information title and format --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1287305626900684290?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1287305626900684290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1287305626900684290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1287305626900684290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1287305626900684290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/quotable-mondays-perfect-world.html' title='Quotable Monday&apos;s - A Perfect World'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2716751735654235171</id><published>2011-08-07T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T08:35:34.111-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that make me smile'/><title type='text'>Outtakes At Outback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What happens when the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; littles&lt;/span&gt; have the camera....&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/-RGIjBr3Y0R0/Tj6hnxND_aI/AAAAAAAADnI/uxmBEUTQoSc/s1600/collage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGIjBr3Y0R0/Tj6hnxND_aI/AAAAAAAADnI/uxmBEUTQoSc/s400/collage1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2716751735654235171?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2716751735654235171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2716751735654235171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2716751735654235171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2716751735654235171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/outtakes-at-outback.html' title='Outtakes At Outback'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGIjBr3Y0R0/Tj6hnxND_aI/AAAAAAAADnI/uxmBEUTQoSc/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-9195554086368675552</id><published>2011-08-06T08:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T08:49:48.163-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad and ugly'/><title type='text'>Overcoming The Ugly</title><content type='html'>Why do&amp;nbsp;I tend to complicate things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am not sure if I have some existing mental condition or if it is the ways of a woman but I can cause &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; difficulties with any situation.&amp;nbsp; Most of the time these complicated problems arise only in the inner parts of my brain but let me tell you they make the outside world quite hard to deal with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have a few of these situations&amp;nbsp;happening right now.....churning&amp;nbsp;in my mind...waiting to blow.&amp;nbsp; I go over things repeatedly to &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;justify&lt;/span&gt; the emotions that I am feeling.&amp;nbsp; A huge problem happens when the dialogue happening within spills out of my mouth.&amp;nbsp; I tend to think some friends and my husband want to shut me down after going over my difficult situation for the umpteenth time.&amp;nbsp; {&lt;em&gt;For those of you that do listen to my repetitive self therapy I thank you for sticking it out and I will try not to do it anymore **smiles**}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And really how diffcult is my life&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...really?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Food on the table, clothes on my back, healthy family who loves me even in my ugliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This whole process I go through when life gets complicated makes me feel like I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;weak&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; There are plenty of times I feel strong, backed by my beliefs in a God that will always guide me.&amp;nbsp; And there are times like this when I fall &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;prey&lt;/span&gt; to lies and deceit.&amp;nbsp; I hear in my head the awful things that people really think of me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know you all have heard that awful voice too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am aware of that voice.&amp;nbsp; I am aware it's&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; true. But where do you go from there.&amp;nbsp; The battle is my problem.&amp;nbsp; How do you win over it without hurting anyone else or yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My usual is &lt;s&gt;waiting it&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;hiding&lt;/span&gt; out till the uncomfortable situation or event is over then I get on with my life and try to pretend the feelings never happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How do you deal with negative self talk?&amp;nbsp;How do&amp;nbsp;you overcome&amp;nbsp;that feeling of unworthy&amp;nbsp;when it's put there by a past hurt in which someone else had a hand in it.&amp;nbsp; I now realize the more I talk my self down my mouth starts in on others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ugh, I sound like such a wuss and I should know the answer but I'm weak right now.&amp;nbsp; I look in the mirror and see somebody overweight, lazy, maybe not the best parent they need to be right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; looking for flattery, I am looking for an answer to see past those ugly words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On our road trip I found these flowers &lt;em&gt;{black eyed susan's I believe but I'm sure someone will correct me if I'm wrong}&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFVAXnGA_4/Tj1NoIu_1_I/AAAAAAAADmE/5N_ehZh53i0/s1600/blackeyedsusans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFVAXnGA_4/Tj1NoIu_1_I/AAAAAAAADmE/5N_ehZh53i0/s640/blackeyedsusans.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Are they not &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; along side the paved road?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What an&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; odd&lt;/span&gt; place to be &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;beautiful........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-9195554086368675552?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/9195554086368675552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=9195554086368675552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/9195554086368675552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/9195554086368675552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-do-tend-to-complicate-things-i-am.html' title='Overcoming The Ugly'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFVAXnGA_4/Tj1NoIu_1_I/AAAAAAAADmE/5N_ehZh53i0/s72-c/blackeyedsusans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1239544706907651657</id><published>2011-08-05T09:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:23:38.266-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mish mash'/><title type='text'>Mish Mash #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* my kids apparently&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; miss&lt;/span&gt; the lake life, the sofa is the pontoon boat, the carpet is the water, huge pillows are fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**I am&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; super&lt;/span&gt; lazy yet my mind is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;racing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***I need a Mom holiday, desperately need some time away to regroup the brain cells.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my children and husband but I can feel any creative energy is gone.&amp;nbsp; Being creative makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**** I NEED to get back to exercising. I can almost feel Jillian giving me a dirty look even though she has no idea I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt; on this world.&amp;nbsp; My mental status is also paying for the laziness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***** Why oh&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; why&lt;/span&gt; did I ever join pinterest????????????&amp;nbsp; I heart this website.&amp;nbsp; Right now it is the only thing making me feel good but at the same time I feel guilty for wasting so much time.&amp;nbsp; Sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****** We are making homemade bread today to go with our homemade jelly.&amp;nbsp; I will only eat &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; bun, I will only eat &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; bun...repeat, repeat, repeat.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******* That's IT!!!! I need to&amp;nbsp;look at the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; bright&lt;/span&gt; side....I have a home, food, healthy family and gorgeous sunshine.&amp;nbsp; Today I will forget garter snakes and have a picnic outside with my beautiful kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******** I WILL get out of this yuckiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1239544706907651657?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1239544706907651657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1239544706907651657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1239544706907651657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1239544706907651657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/mish-mash-2.html' title='Mish Mash #2'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-129990231687506629</id><published>2011-08-03T08:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T08:09:15.448-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - You Lookin' At Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GGKP9FhoVC0/TjlT13--K5I/AAAAAAAADmA/8ICAb99EEYY/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GGKP9FhoVC0/TjlT13--K5I/AAAAAAAADmA/8ICAb99EEYY/s640/100.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;We found out after viewing the Gorillas that you&amp;nbsp; should&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; try to make eye contact with them if you wan them to notice you.&amp;nbsp; Apparently if you look them straight in the eye they will not look back.&amp;nbsp; A &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;direct &lt;/span&gt;stare means you want to be their girlfriend or you are looking for a fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHOOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&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;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/42421/wordless-wednesday-rope-swing/"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-129990231687506629?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/129990231687506629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=129990231687506629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/129990231687506629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/129990231687506629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday-you-lookin-at-me.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - You Lookin&apos; At Me?'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GGKP9FhoVC0/TjlT13--K5I/AAAAAAAADmA/8ICAb99EEYY/s72-c/100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-8736536027586020971</id><published>2011-08-01T07:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T07:14:15.133-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is how you stay alive, even &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; you are gone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Mitch Albom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-8736536027586020971?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/8736536027586020971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=8736536027586020971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8736536027586020971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8736536027586020971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/08/quotable-mondays.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-3713486261559924090</id><published>2011-07-30T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T08:00:28.884-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Vacation Update</title><content type='html'>We are &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; on vacation with our children. This is our first week long road trip&amp;nbsp;as a family of six and to be honest I was not sure at all how it would all go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should just have some faith right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are flying by filled with activities.&amp;nbsp; I am discovering that my kids are much like me.&amp;nbsp; I like to look&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; more&lt;/span&gt; than do.&amp;nbsp; My children are very happy to just discover new things..... see new sites.&amp;nbsp; I am so proud of their behaviour.&amp;nbsp; Cannot say I am proud of how they are treating each other...they have their moments but we deal with it &lt;em&gt;{and sometimes in not a proud mommy moment kind of way}&lt;/em&gt; and we move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen dinosaurs, fossils, grizzly bears,&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; gorillas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;{favorite by far},&lt;/em&gt; giraffes, zebras, flamingos, cranes, etc.&amp;nbsp; We have been to the famous West Ed*m*nton Mall, seen ginormous planes take off, had a sneak at the&lt;a href="http://www.snowbirds.dnd.ca/v2/multimedia/photo-eng.asp"&gt; Canadian Snow Birds&lt;/a&gt; flying in formation, ate room service food for the last two nights, watched Dad play slo pitch and played with our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget the hotel swimming pools!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; My children are little fish.&amp;nbsp; The five year olds are now diving under the water lifejacket free and sometimes even water wing free.&amp;nbsp; My two year old thinks he is five and&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; refuses&lt;/span&gt; to wear his life jacket.&amp;nbsp;He&amp;nbsp;must however wear a full diving face mask which in turn has everybody in the pool area adoring him because he looks so &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; and has no fear to jump into Dad's arms in the deep water.&amp;nbsp; The eight year old has always been a good swimmer with no fear of water.&amp;nbsp; He has been great helping out with the younger kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the men left the women at the hotel due to an early morning game.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit I was &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; on how I would deal with the kids.&amp;nbsp; But the four wives got together we took the kids to eat, somehow had enough vehicles to get everyone to the ball park.&amp;nbsp; The situation was not ideal, muddy wet grounds etc. but everyone made the best of it and in the&amp;nbsp;end it was quite an enjoyable day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say I am very happy we held off on vacations such as this until now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The kids seem to be really enjoying it all and besides the&lt;em&gt; over-tired-junk-food-hyperness &lt;/em&gt;and sometimes bad attitude we encounter, I think we are making some great memories together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I enjoy seeing the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; joy&lt;/span&gt; on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said I am not ready to tackle Disn*ey Land or anything like it just yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-3713486261559924090?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3713486261559924090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=3713486261559924090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/3713486261559924090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/3713486261559924090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation-update.html' title='Vacation Update'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-224756571742106247</id><published>2011-07-27T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T08:46:00.218-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Peace Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2zc2js3-kQ/Ti2CbhiLdkI/AAAAAAAADl0/LZ0AvlEXybA/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2zc2js3-kQ/Ti2CbhiLdkI/AAAAAAAADl0/LZ0AvlEXybA/s400/044.JPG" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Before she jumps she says&lt;em&gt; "Peace Out"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure where she got that from but it was&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; cute&lt;/span&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/-75pyuH1K25Y/Ti2CpnCKrEI/AAAAAAAADl4/lKArFl0d5KY/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75pyuH1K25Y/Ti2CpnCKrEI/AAAAAAAADl4/lKArFl0d5KY/s400/046.JPG" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For more &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; check out &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes for Mom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-224756571742106247?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/224756571742106247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=224756571742106247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/224756571742106247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/224756571742106247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordless-wednesday-peace-out.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Peace Out!'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2zc2js3-kQ/Ti2CbhiLdkI/AAAAAAAADl0/LZ0AvlEXybA/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-4767339410612427418</id><published>2011-07-25T08:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T08:56:02.251-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><title type='text'>Taking It All In - Loon Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite things about the Lake is seeing and hearing the Loons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year we were&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; lucky&lt;/span&gt; to have a Mama Loon and eight babies living in our marina.&amp;nbsp; The kids would watch the babies dive down and count as they go one by one then count them when they come back up.&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TEYgtyDZP4/Ti113slSE0I/AAAAAAAADlo/Tu9fXU9PCpU/s1600/154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TEYgtyDZP4/Ti113slSE0I/AAAAAAAADlo/Tu9fXU9PCpU/s400/154.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During a preschool year end trip, my five year olds discovered that a loon can swim underwater for almost a minute and can dive up to 80 m.&amp;nbsp; The tour guide gave the students {and parents} a visual.&amp;nbsp; Loons are&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; amazing&lt;/span&gt; birds.&amp;nbsp; We recently saw a male loon and I was impressed with their size and beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; thinks&lt;/span&gt; I am the P**aparazzi!&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/-o-Qo3sbBhU0/Ti12FXrdHsI/AAAAAAAADls/dXv8fffr82Y/s1600/158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-Qo3sbBhU0/Ti12FXrdHsI/AAAAAAAADls/dXv8fffr82Y/s400/158.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like anything in this world we take &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; things forgranted.&amp;nbsp; Until I saw the baby loons swimming around this summer I had realized how I miss all those loon calls, especially in the evening sitting around the campfire.&amp;nbsp; The call of the loon is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&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/--iOW_wMqWHg/Ti12faImhmI/AAAAAAAADlw/SdiOGz3jkS0/s1600/276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--iOW_wMqWHg/Ti12faImhmI/AAAAAAAADlw/SdiOGz3jkS0/s400/276.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are interested&amp;nbsp;on hearing a loons call watch the video below.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The video is not&amp;nbsp;set in Canada but&amp;nbsp;the calls sound the same to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;".....this is one of the characteristic evocutive sounds you are going to hear from that area.&amp;nbsp; Something that&amp;nbsp;will stick with you for the rest of your life." -Greg Budney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It justs puncuates the fall of night. And really sets the mood for what follows, the solitude, the peacefullness." - Greg Budney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4ENNzjy8QjU" style="height: 313px; width: 514px;" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-4767339410612427418?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4767339410612427418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=4767339410612427418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4767339410612427418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/4767339410612427418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-of-my-favorite-things-about-lake-is.html' title='Taking It All In - Loon Edition'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TEYgtyDZP4/Ti113slSE0I/AAAAAAAADlo/Tu9fXU9PCpU/s72-c/154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-252702849384979290</id><published>2011-07-25T07:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T07:23:33.007-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quotable Monday's - Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adventure isn't&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; hanging&lt;/span&gt; on a rope off the side of a mountain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adventure&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; an&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; attitude&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;that we must apply to the day to day obstacles of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.... Facing new challenges,&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; seizing&lt;/span&gt; new opportunities, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Testing&lt;/span&gt; our resources against the unknown and in the process, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Discovering our own&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; unique&lt;/span&gt; potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-John Amatt, Everest Expedition Leader, author.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-252702849384979290?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/252702849384979290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=252702849384979290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/252702849384979290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/252702849384979290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/quotable-mondays-adventure.html' title='Quotable Monday&apos;s - Adventure'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-2483557663337082811</id><published>2011-07-22T08:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:56:01.330-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mish mash'/><title type='text'>And The Days Go By...</title><content type='html'>Oh man,&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; where&lt;/span&gt; do I begin?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;How about the fact that I am super proud that I have been keeping the laundry room floor clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuT9huKXLLU/TiguUgl8UxI/AAAAAAAADlY/KCmQToCzkdo/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuT9huKXLLU/TiguUgl8UxI/AAAAAAAADlY/KCmQToCzkdo/s400/010.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;serious!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am very proud of the fact that I have kept up with my laundry while bouncing from home to lake and back again. This&amp;nbsp;is a miracle in itself&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYXjsz9HBlU/Tig_ZaeuNaI/AAAAAAAADlc/snajke3V-Wc/s1600/230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYXjsz9HBlU/Tig_ZaeuNaI/AAAAAAAADlc/snajke3V-Wc/s400/230.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days have been flying by.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lake&lt;/span&gt; days, playdates, library, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;board games&lt;/span&gt;, coloring, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;barbie playing&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;weeding the garden, snake &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wrangling&lt;/span&gt; and trips to the pool.&amp;nbsp; I was so happy for a cooler temperature today with rain just so I could stay inside and get some housework done.&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/-KIO8WjYLjBk/TihALTxf5AI/AAAAAAAADlg/pQkibdV4sWs/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIO8WjYLjBk/TihALTxf5AI/AAAAAAAADlg/pQkibdV4sWs/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&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/-e8KN1fjupqM/TihAZJ982YI/AAAAAAAADlk/2RONvvTNGpI/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8KN1fjupqM/TihAZJ982YI/AAAAAAAADlk/2RONvvTNGpI/s400/009.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are leaving again soon for our &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; out of province trip with our children in tow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not be D*sneyland but let me tell you these kids are&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; excited&lt;/span&gt; to head to some major attractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all the physical busyness I sense so much &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;changing &lt;/span&gt;within me.&amp;nbsp; I know change to my daily routine is coming and I am finally okay with that.&amp;nbsp; When I first began thinking of some &lt;em&gt;"norms"&lt;/em&gt; not being part of my life I was sad then angry and now I see glimpses of why.&amp;nbsp; Like anything when we have answers it is so much easier to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my kids changing too.&amp;nbsp; My 8 year old is FaNtAsTiC this year.&amp;nbsp; He is keeping busy, reading books, quadding, shooting his pellet gun and overall &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; to be with.&amp;nbsp; A long haul from where he was last year..... attitude wise.&amp;nbsp; To be honest he may be thinking the same thing of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am encouraging my 5 year olds to be 5 year olds.....&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; whining like a baby and&amp;nbsp;teaching them they have the ability to use their legs, get up and take&amp;nbsp;their dishes to the counter or maybe even get their own snack.&amp;nbsp; It's my fault they&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"think"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they are unable to do these simple tasks but I shall fix it before they head to Kindergarten in a month.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise these two are eager to head to school.&amp;nbsp; Sam is excited for recess, Sasha is excited to bring home library books.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Owen is not looking forward to school but for some reason he tends to pop&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; in and out&lt;/span&gt; of french conversation with his Dad without even noticing he does it.&amp;nbsp; **smiles**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;lacking&lt;/span&gt; in the&amp;nbsp;exercise department.&amp;nbsp; I have yet to workout more than once a week in the last month.&amp;nbsp; We keep busy at the lake walking and riding bikes but it's not the same as a &lt;em&gt;sweat-pouring-down-your-face&lt;/em&gt; Jillian workout.&amp;nbsp; I'm not beating myself up over it but you'd think I'd cut back on the food intake then....sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunting season is just &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; the corner as well.&amp;nbsp; I have come a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looonnngg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; way as a hunting widow.&amp;nbsp;The first few years I'd get angry my husband went out and left me at home with our small children.&amp;nbsp; Then I realized he needed this as much as I need an hour away from everyone.&amp;nbsp; We have the same need for some alone time, it's just different and that is okay.&amp;nbsp; This year I will say&amp;nbsp;I am more jealous that I can't go with him.&amp;nbsp; Maybe next year when the kids are older and we can split them up between Aunts and Uncles for sleepovers.&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; excited to go on this road trip.&amp;nbsp; Last week the thought of spending&amp;nbsp;six nights in hotel rooms would make my head spin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This week I see a total different perspective and with lots of prep research on things to do it's all working out for the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your families summer holidays are going well too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-2483557663337082811?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2483557663337082811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=2483557663337082811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2483557663337082811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/2483557663337082811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-days-go-by.html' title='And The Days Go By...'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuT9huKXLLU/TiguUgl8UxI/AAAAAAAADlY/KCmQToCzkdo/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-8176528877510609911</id><published>2011-07-20T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:19:22.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday  - Pelican Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdVyur1J6KE/TibwSiuc6AI/AAAAAAAADlQ/HQnSMVHP9Wk/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdVyur1J6KE/TibwSiuc6AI/AAAAAAAADlQ/HQnSMVHP9Wk/s400/107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/41693/wordless-wednesday-olivia-slip-n-slide/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5 Minutes for Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-8176528877510609911?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/8176528877510609911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=8176528877510609911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8176528877510609911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/8176528877510609911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordless-wednesday-pelican-island.html' title='Wordless Wednesday  - Pelican Island'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdVyur1J6KE/TibwSiuc6AI/AAAAAAAADlQ/HQnSMVHP9Wk/s72-c/107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-6650697165435340255</id><published>2011-07-18T08:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:11:09.602-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quotable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Perhaps the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;truth&lt;/span&gt; depends on a walk around the lake.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~Wallace Stevens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-6650697165435340255?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6650697165435340255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=6650697165435340255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6650697165435340255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/6650697165435340255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/quotable-mondays.html' title='Quotable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-1195288507447280069</id><published>2011-07-11T07:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T07:44:56.848-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotable Monday&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quoteable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;real &lt;/span&gt;distinction is between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;those who&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; adapt&lt;/span&gt; their purposes to reality and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;those who&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; seek&lt;/span&gt; to mold reality in the light of their purposes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Henry Kissinger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dt class="quote"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-1195288507447280069?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1195288507447280069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=1195288507447280069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1195288507447280069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/1195288507447280069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/quoteable-mondays_11.html' title='Quoteable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7625785431792265442</id><published>2011-07-09T08:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T08:33:41.169-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Waiting on Life Changes</title><content type='html'>We are ending the second full week of summer holidays and I am&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; exhausted&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We have yet to attend any summer camps, swimming lessons or even a day trips somewhere so I have no idea why I feel so physically drained.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;thrive&lt;/span&gt; on routine and I guess I have yet to find one with all the kids home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is busy with &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt; plans as well.&amp;nbsp; I wish I was the kind of person that could just sit back and just let things come my way.&amp;nbsp; I am far from relaxed.&amp;nbsp; This coming school year I will have three children in school, the&amp;nbsp;twins&amp;nbsp;attending full days two to three days a week.&amp;nbsp; My youngest will also attend preschool a couple days a week and a glimpse of what Motherhood without children tailing along all the time is in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;scares&lt;/span&gt; me a little and in some ways I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am eager to figure out what my future holds yet I know I should take the &lt;em&gt;"wait and see"&lt;/em&gt; approach.&amp;nbsp; With the youngest in preschool this will allow me to help out in the classrooms of the older three.&amp;nbsp; The Kindergarten classroom&amp;nbsp;invites parents to help out.&amp;nbsp; I never had the chance to do this with my oldest son because of&amp;nbsp; my husband attending Police College and having two 3 year olds and a newborn at home.&amp;nbsp; Even if I had a sitter I do&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; think I could have been clear headed enough to help out because I have to admit... I was tired...mentally and physically during those months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know changes are going to happen.&amp;nbsp; I guess I just want to be &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;prepared&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I scanned a extension course catalog from a post secondary school lastnight.&amp;nbsp; I guess I'm waiting to see what I want to be when I grow up...yet I feel like I am where I want to be ....a Mother... a full time Mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What scares me is what about the hours when the kids are not here.&amp;nbsp; Soon they will all be attending school full time.&amp;nbsp; Should I work?&amp;nbsp; What about summer holidays?&amp;nbsp; I want to be there for the summer holidays.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure lots of parents want to spend more time with their kids.&amp;nbsp; Am I just being&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; unrealistic&lt;/span&gt; thinking I can find work and still be here when my kids are home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so many questions I have that I know can not be answered until the time is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now I will not be looking into any educational upgrades.&amp;nbsp; For now I am Mom, full time.... here, not always loving it but &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I am very fortunate that we can have me at home right now.&amp;nbsp; I know at times I take that forgranted but today I feel very&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; blessed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I'm here... drinking coffee, folding laundry doing all those other mundane tasks&amp;nbsp;and watching my sleepy head kids come down the stairs to hug me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7625785431792265442?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7625785431792265442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=7625785431792265442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7625785431792265442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7625785431792265442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/waiting-on-life-changes.html' title='Waiting on Life Changes'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-9216299669016987542</id><published>2011-07-06T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:00:15.432-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday A Little Boy and His Bow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Don't die a&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; copy&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~John Mason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--PIH--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-14123598493919050?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/14123598493919050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=14123598493919050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/14123598493919050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/14123598493919050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/quoteable-mondays.html' title='Quoteable Mondays'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657358665123010442.post-7388212843073394487</id><published>2011-07-01T06:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T06:44:54.860-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-EI_b4qloI/Tg2_FTMVO3I/AAAAAAAADk8/NZT3Em4ZUCQ/s1600/216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-EI_b4qloI/Tg2_FTMVO3I/AAAAAAAADk8/NZT3Em4ZUCQ/s400/216.JPG" width="300" /&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/-KChNh_NE6-k/Tg2_ROzbtuI/AAAAAAAADlA/XxjUa73TbAo/s1600/218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KChNh_NE6-k/Tg2_ROzbtuI/AAAAAAAADlA/XxjUa73TbAo/s400/218.JPG" width="300" /&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/-PpDTjsHnwtY/Tg2_eqb8NRI/AAAAAAAADlE/RziLb9Mxxgs/s1600/220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PpDTjsHnwtY/Tg2_eqb8NRI/AAAAAAAADlE/RziLb9Mxxgs/s400/220.JPG" width="300" /&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/-pGLKO_guTDU/Tg2_pn29qDI/AAAAAAAADlI/cEHk8zIdHgU/s1600/219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGLKO_guTDU/Tg2_pn29qDI/AAAAAAAADlI/cEHk8zIdHgU/s400/219.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; day celebrating &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Canada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/107/D357891B81B77F5F742799B881AF507C.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3657358665123010442-7388212843073394487?l=wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7388212843073394487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3657358665123010442&amp;postID=7388212843073394487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7388212843073394487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3657358665123010442/posts/default/7388212843073394487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheredidthisallcomefrom.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day'/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06340102686619070377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-EI_b4qloI/Tg2_FTMVO3I/AAAAAAAADk8/NZT3Em4ZUCQ/s72-c/216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
