tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26353620329501618492024-03-19T02:20:23.481-07:00Jack of all Trades, Master Of NoneJust a christian, wife, mom and crafter, getting by in life with the help from her Lord and SaviorMamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-48668610389017590902011-11-30T21:46:00.001-08:002011-11-30T21:54:11.563-08:00My Countdown to Christmas!(Side Note: I'm taking a small break on my series of being a submissive wife while I pray about it some more before my next post in that subject!)<br />
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I feel like I don't spend enough "Doing" time with my family. Sure we play some, hug lots, and just sit around next to each other, but we don't accomplish much together! This year my family is Celebrating advent, and one of the ways we are doing it, is by doing something together every day until Christmas starting tomorrow! I wanted to share some of my plans, maybe inspire a friend!<br />
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Day 1 (Thursday): Make a Christmas Tree<br />
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Day 2 (Fri.): Make Cards<br />
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Day 3 (Sat.): Read a book, using funny voices and acting<br />
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Day 4 (Sun.): Make paper snowflakes and decorate the windows<br />
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Day 5 (Mon.): Sing and Dance around the house to christmas music<br />
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Day 6 (Tues.): Bake Cookies for Church Office (have matt bring in wed.)<br />
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Day 7 (Wed.): Bake Doggie Biscuits for neighbor's puppies<br />
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Day 8 (Thurs.): Bake Cookies for Mail man and Garabage men<br />
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Day 9 (Fri.): Draw some pictures<br />
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Day 10 (Sat.): Build a fort in the living room and sleep in it.<br />
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Day 11 (Sun.): Paint a big Big Picture<br />
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Day 12 (Mon.): Watch the sunset<br />
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Day 13 (Tues.): Make some homemade christmas ornaments!<br />
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Day 14 (Wed.): Tape candy canes and happy holiday notes to ATMS, vending machines…<br />
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Day 15 (Thurs.): Drive around looking at christmas lights<br />
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Day 16 (Fri.): Buy a hot cocoa or latte for Salvation Army bell ringers (brrrrr— it must get cold out there!) <br />
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Day 17 (Sat.): Go swimming at the Civic center<br />
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Day 18 (Sun.): Go For a walk<br />
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Day 19 (Mon.): Bake & deliver Christmas cupcakes to library employees<br />
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Day 20 (Tues.): Visit Grandma (if she is still in town)<br />
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Day 21 (Wed.): Make a necklace!<br />
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Day 22 (Thurs.): Blow bubbles outside.<br />
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Day 23 (Fri.): Picture DAY!!! Dress up mis matching and take some fun pics!<br />
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Day 24 (Sat.): Christmas eve: Unwrap one small gift<br />
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Christmas (Sun.): Christmas!!<br />
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Some other Ideas you could do to count down to the holidays are:<br />
A talk a day- Meaning you sit down write out a list of subjects and talk to your spouse/children/both to about, throw them in a jar, grab one out each day, great way to open some communication!<br />
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Community project a day- you can see a few things we'll be doing such as baking cookies for my mailman and garbage men, bring some Hot chocolate or something to the Salvation Army Bell ringers, some other ideas that didn't make it on the list this year are take some cookies to the fire or police department, volunteer to help one of the various ministries in our community to help people, go shopping for a needy family. Things like that.<br />
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A book a day!- Read a book with your child each day until christmas! Kudo's if they're all christmas books! It's a great way to bond and talk about the true meaning of the season! ( I have a few lists of book if anyone is interested in this one)<br />
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<br /></div>MamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-4620381494315647982011-11-26T21:07:00.001-08:002011-11-26T21:07:58.257-08:00UntitledI'm really stuck in this right now. I feel like I need to pray more before continueing! So this is a little spacer post to tell you I'm taking tomorrow to pray and read the work until I post!MamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-37548677517057673852011-11-19T18:51:00.001-08:002011-11-19T19:59:09.395-08:00And they shall be one flesh.I'm having a really hard time with this post. The first two I took finger to keyboard and didn't stop until they were done. But this post, this one Is a struggle.<br />
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My first thoughts on the meaning of this is simply sex, and procreation. But it just seems like there should be more to it than that.<br />
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From what I can gather, One Flesh is literal in the since, that you were two, and now you are one. I also think it means that this relationship should now take precedence over all others except for God. Often now-a-days a man or woman, will still put more importance on they're relationships with there friends or parents, than they do with they're spouse!<br />
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I also think this means that a married couple should become one in finances, emotionally, and spiritually. I was actually shocked the first time I heard of a married couple having separate bank accounts, it's really something I had never considered.<br />
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I feel like this post isn't up to par with my other ones, so I'm going to ask for some help! I'd love to hear your thoughts, or articles on this subject so that I can revisit this on another post, at a later date!<br />
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-CassieMamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-34215143520213230432011-11-11T09:20:00.000-08:002011-11-13T21:10:20.728-08:00Why God created woman.I had originally intended this to be the first post in my series, but it didn't seem complete, or ready. I'm actually starting it over completely from what I had!<br />
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So! If your just tuning in, last sunday we went over <a href="http://sailorburt.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-god-made-women.html" target="_blank">How God made woman</a>. This week I want to go more in depth as to <i>why </i>God made women. In Genesis 2:18 God says "It is not good for man to be alone.." Let's stop there for a moment. If we look back, this is the first time we here of something being Not Good, truly this is the first negative statement in the bible. God continues to say "I will make a helper suitable for him" God follows this statement up with bringing every beast he's made before Adam to be named by him, and at the end of verse 20 it says " no suitable helper was found " That is when God put Adam to sleep and made women. Because he had a special need for her, that he had not yet fulfilled even with all the Vast and wonderful thing's He'd already made, none of it was a suitable helper. I want to look at that word in it's original form, the King James version says helpmate, which the is translated from the Hebrew word Ezer Cenegdo. The word Ezer is a combination of two roots, one meaning "to rescue; to save" and the other meaning "to be strong". Both directly tie into what we learned last week! In the Hebrew language, the word helper is very different than what we usually use it for, we tend to use the word helper, kind of like assistant, but in the Hebrew language, a helper is someone who has the power to help. It's a help, that only certain have to give. God intended women, to help, in a way only she could. Cenegdo (also seen spelled as Kenegdo) is two prepositions, put together means faceing. Ke, which means like or corresponding to. Negdo means to stand in someones presence, so together is means people who are together as equals. Adam realizes all of this, he's happy saying " bone of my bones, flesh of my flesh, she shall be called woman, because she was taken out of man". This is awesome! This is also the first Name that Adam gave that we're told! He follows that statement up by saying in verse 24 " Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh" I really like the word cleave. Dictionary.com's means are "To adhere closely; stick; cling (usually followed by to.)" and "to remain faithful (usually followed by to). And they shall be one flesh.<br />
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<u>My application: </u><br />
It doesn't say women shall cleave unto her husband, but the other way around, though I believe it's instinct for us to cleave to our husbands, when we have one, at least it is for me. In my research for this post, I've learned that part of being a submissive wife is to understand all this, to be willing to read up on this, to know what God expects out of my mere existence. I am to help my husband in ways that only I can. Truly only God knows what everyone one of these ways are, and those ways are all to his grand design. They're are some ways I know that only I as his wife I can help him. One that comes to mind very easily is in bed, as his wife, I am the only one that can suit that need, according to God's purpose. Another is some of the ways mentioned in the previous post, to know him, to know his needs, to protect his heart and all that important stuff. There are many more, I'm sure.<br />
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I'd really love to hear what everyone has to say! What are your thought and opinions on the subject?<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I want to end with this quote because I read it and really wanted to share " <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">Her existence was not dependent on him as his existence was not dependent on her: their existence depended on God alone who created them both. " <a href="http://blog.cbeinternational.org/2006/11/does-it-really-mean-helpmate/" target="_blank">source</a> <-also a source for some of the info provided in this post :) </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">P.S. Next week's blog post will be called " And they shall be one Flesh" because I want to look into what exactly that means! </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">The </span><b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">human rib cage</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">, also known as the </span><b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">thoracic cage</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">, is a bony and cartilaginous structure which surrounds the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thoracic_cavity" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Thoracic cavity">thoracic cavity</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"> and supports the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pectoral_girdle" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Pectoral girdle">pectoral girdle</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">, forming a core portion of the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_skeleton" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Human skeleton">human skeleton</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">. A typical human rib cage consists of 24 </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rib" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Rib">ribs</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">, the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_sternum" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Human sternum">sternum</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">, </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Costal_cartilage" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Costal cartilage">costal cartilages</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">, and the 12 </span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thoracic_vertebra" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Thoracic vertebra">thoracic vertebrae</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">. It, along with the skin and associated fascia and muscles, makes up the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thoracic_wall" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;" title="Thoracic wall">thoracic wall</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"> and provides attachments for the muscles of the neck, thorax, upper abdomen, and back.</span></blockquote>
The rib cage does a lot. It's Surrounds the thoracic area, which has the cardiovascular system in it, along with some tendons and su<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">ch. It also supports the pectoral girdle, which is a set of bones that connects the upper limbs to the center of the skeleton.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The ribs, protect this all. They also make it possible to breath by expanding the chest cavity. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I really can't think of any other way to say this, I found this story while researching for this post, and I'm going to copy it for you to read. The original link to this was a dead one, but I found this story here: <a href="http://journalynne.wordpress.com/2006/10/11/why-god-created-woman-from-mans-rib/">In Him, Hope Abounds</a></span></span><br />
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It’s amazing how God made man, and so beautiful how he made woman!<br />
Why did God create Woman from Man’s rib, when He could<br />
have simply created her from dust, as He did Man? This<br />
is a story that puts a beautiful touch on the<br />
reasoning:<br />
“When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke<br />
them into being. When I created man, I formed him from<br />
the dust of the Earth and breathed life into his<br />
nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed<br />
the breath of life into man because your nostrils are<br />
too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him<br />
so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man<br />
was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with<br />
the creativity. From one bone I fashioned you. I chose<br />
the bone that protects man’s life. I chose the rib,<br />
which protects his heart and lungs and supports him,<br />
as you are meant to do.”<br />
“Around this one bone I shaped you. I modeled you. I<br />
created you perfectly and beautifully. Your<br />
characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate<br />
and fragile. You provide protection for the most<br />
delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the<br />
center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of<br />
life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken<br />
before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man<br />
as the rib cage supports the body.”<br />
“You were not taken from his feet, to be under him,<br />
nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You<br />
were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be<br />
held close to his side. You are my perfect angel. You<br />
are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a<br />
splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I<br />
see the virtue in your heart. Your eyes: don’t change<br />
them. Your lips: how lovely when they part in prayer.<br />
Your nose so perfect in form, your hands so gentle to<br />
touch. I’ve caressed your face in your deepest sleep;<br />
I’ve held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives<br />
and breathes, you are the most like me.”<br />
“Adam walked with me in the cool of the day and yet he<br />
was lonely. He could not see me or touch me. He could<br />
only feel me. So everything I wanted Adam to share and<br />
experience with me, I fashioned in you: my holiness,<br />
my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and<br />
support. You are special because you are the extension<br />
of me.”<br />
“Man represents my image, woman – my emotions.<br />
Together, you represent the totality of God. So man:<br />
treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is<br />
fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to<br />
her, you do to me. In crushing her, you only damage<br />
your own heart, the heart of your Father and the heart<br />
of her Father. Woman, support man. In humility, show<br />
him the power of emotion I have given you. In gentle<br />
quietness show your strength. In love, show him that<br />
you are the rib that protects his inner self.”</blockquote>
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<u>My application </u><br />
Part of being a submissive wife, is supporting and protecting. Being in ministry can be very trying, emotionally and physically. As a submissive wife, I need so support my husband. How do I do that? I encourage new ministry opportunities. I hug often. I hold him accountable. I'm willing to do what God wants. I love him where his is. I challenge him. I do not complain about him in public. I listen. And How do I protect? I defend him when someone says something negative. I make him smile. I love him. I sense when something is off. I help where I can. I care for him. I know when he needs a day off. I know when he needs a day out.<br />
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These are just a few of the things I try to do, in being a submissive wife.<br />
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Look forward to the next post, Why God made women!<br />
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I'd Love to hear your thoughts on this subject!<br />
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-Cassie<br />
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The kids gave me issues for bed (Rain still isn't sleeping) tonight, for the first time this week. Right now rain is rolling around on the floor playing with Marcus' monkey. Which if he was out here he wouldn't be happy about. I've been working really hard on getting the house clean. I'm hopefully going to get my room done tonight, and just have Marcus' and the bathroom to do tomorrow, along with a few organizational things here and there. Hope I can get it all done before Matt gets home! Pray for me, it still seems like so much to do!</div>
<br />MamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-21642011744457539602011-11-02T20:33:00.000-07:002011-11-02T20:33:27.035-07:00Day 4I got a lot done today!! My house can get so messy, most of the time, it's because I feel to busy to clean! It doesn't help that I really hate cleaning. But today I feel like I got a lot done today in the way of cleaning. Tomorrow I hope to finish it so Matt can come home from Haiti to a clean, peace-filled house! The kids spent a little time with MeeMa today, which they love to do, Marcus loves to watch cartoons over there, we don't have cable or pretty much anything media right now out-side of the computer. We do have a DVD player and DVDs, but the player is on the fritz and doesn't work to often.
I've been letting Marcus pray every night since he first did it, and his prayers are getting clearer, and growing a little longer. He even prayed with Meema today. I feel like I don't pray enough with my kids though, or spend enough time with them in the Word, it's something I truly want to get better on.
I also decided what My first post was going to be called for my Series I'm doing and It's "Why God made Women". I've gotten the first post written actually, but am praying on where to take the next one. We'll see! Any way that's all for today!
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Moments ago, I had a very spiritual moment with my son. I could just feel the holy spirit fill the room with it's presence. My husband usually prays with Marcus right before bed. Well since Matt wasn't here tonight, after reading him a story, I said " lets pray" and the asked him " how do you pray?" He closed his eyes and started " God" said some words that I can't translate from 2 year old to 23 year old speak, then said " Amen" It was truly wonderful to hear my Son pray tonight. I wish Matt could have seen it. He opened his eyes smiling wide. It really was the best way to end the day.<br />
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He made me eggs. It was so sweet, and innocent I didn't really have the heart to get angry. I had him help me pick of the shells, and washed his hands good, and then googled the best way to get eggs off the floor, because I've honestly never dropped an egg on the floor! Thankfully wikihow was to the rescue <a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Clean-Up-Spilled-Egg">with this great how to clean up spilled egg how to</a>. </div>
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I'm about to be doing some sweater make over too, to make some cute sweater dresses for my little one :)</div>MamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-27293537138421421562011-10-21T10:11:00.000-07:002011-10-21T15:42:13.623-07:00Progress Report<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As you can see it's coming along nicely. I'm going to Lowes hopefully today to be getting the rest that I need for this project so I can be putting it to some use! Then I'm going start on making a shelving unit to go above it! Super exciting! </div>
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First, here's is a picture of my dresser drawers, glued down the way I want them, modeling a Vase to see how it looks! I've already had a lot of comments on :) I took the picture with a cool filter turned on. I love this picture. All the pictures that are taken by me are taken by my Cell phone, the Droid X, using the Camera 360 App, which is my fav!<br />
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This morning something happened to me, that usually would have had me screaming and running around like a chicken with no head. It would have ruined my day, had me looking in paranoia all day, and I probably would have left my house with my kids, and not come back until my husband(matt) got off work. But none of that happened, when I nice-sized wolf (or grass) spider fell from my sweatshirt I was about to put on! I stared for a minute, got some goose bumps, but I killed it, and went on my way(though I admit I didn't put on the sweatshirt) Anyway since moving to TN, I've seen more spiders than I have in my lifetime. And all sorts, from Brown Recluses, Orb Weavers, and Wolf spiders, to simple house spiders and daddy long legs . Matt even got to see a Black widow, in the garden of his work. All the exposure to them, is helping my handle them a little better. I must say though, if one just happen to land on me, all bets would be off and I'd be screaming like mad.<br />
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Quelf. What can I say about it, other than if you like to play silly games, that make you do silly things, buy it. My sister bought it, she's on her fall break from college, and last night we decided to have a bunch of people over to play! FUN. Somethings that happened last night. Player had to build a fort and hide in it until his next turn. Player had to mimic a ballerina, if you could find a tutu to where extra point, player had to put hand in bowl of water until next turn, and player had to ride an ostrich around a beached whale. Categories where given like "Things that make you itch", "Physical descriptions of the player that drew the card", and "Breakfast foods that you know how to make". And questions like "What is the height of the shortest man", "How many ways can you break a dollar" and "Which of these songs is not a beach boys song". Seriously this is an awesome game, if you want to laugh yourself silly almost the whole time. And I didn't even get into the rules! But there have to be some surprises! I will be buying this game, for my next Game night in my Life Group, at church. It will be amazing.<br />
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<br />MamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-86820641409234184662011-10-16T17:10:00.000-07:002011-10-16T17:10:06.007-07:00Dresser Repurpose BeginingWell yesterday I found a dresser in pretty good condition for 15$ and I desperately need to organize my crafts! SO what a better use for an old dresser!<br />
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If your interested in the recipe go check it out here: <a href="http://www.duchessoffork.com/2011/06/30/busted-oreo-stuffed-chocolate-chip-cookies/">Duchess or Fork</a></div>
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<br /></div>MamaBurthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05656541048944461987noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635362032950161849.post-48408786279914052512011-10-13T08:52:00.000-07:002011-10-13T08:52:50.906-07:00What I want my blog to beI really want to start blogging regularly! I feel the pull of the blog world every time I sit down to read all the blogs I follow, and they're are a lot. For my blog, I want to share my life. My hope is to share the love of Christ with others who can relate to my day to day ups and downs. I want to share my crafting, my parenting, and my struggles. I hope to make friends, and grow more. I want my story to empower those who are going through what I've gone through or what I am going through with the Holy Spirit. So this will be a catch-all type of blog! My next post after this, will be a small photo shoot of me and my daughter wearing matching skirts! Look forward to it, cause she is a doll!<br />
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