tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-119357332012-02-14T17:58:39.395-06:00Kimmy's quirks, quips, and quotesKimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.comBlogger3401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-27736740435914839482011-02-18T17:25:00.001-06:002011-02-18T17:27:49.417-06:00

In honor of Caetie:http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/01/pig-cake/Pig CakePrep Time: 10 Minutes Cook Time: 30 Minutes Difficulty: Easy Servings: 16IngredientsFOR THE CAKE:1 box (18.25 Oz. Box) Yellow Cake Mix1 stick Margarine (softened)1 can (14 Oz. Can) Mandarin Oranges, Drained, 1/2 Cup Juice Reserved4 whole Eggs1 teaspoon Vanilla Extract_____FOR THE TOPPING:1 package (4 Oz. Box)

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My youngest kid got the short end of the stick today.His older brother has a family weekend in GA and a 36 hour pass out of Basic.It's a six hour drive, a hotel visit, and much eating, drinking, and merriment.I'm committed to going because I am so dang proud of him and cannot wait to see him in his uniform and hug him.What you don't know is that today is J's 15th birthday and he really wanted me

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So, my neighbor gave me a coupon for a free hair treatment, she's in school right now and she did a FANTASTIC job on my color.Something you never want to hear at a Beauty School while you are getting your hair colored:"Do we have any spray paint?"

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"Ew! Ew! Ew! Goose poop!" --me

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"Imma buy you a book..." --Amiee

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"Because I'm the grand poobah and I said so." --Amiee

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“Seize every opportunity along the way, for how sad it would be if the road you chose became the road not taken.” —Robert BraultThis reminds me of the song Bless the Broken Road written by Marcus Hummon, Jeff Hannah, & Bobby Boyd sung by Rascal FlattsI set out on a narrow way many years agoHoping I would find true love along the broken roadBut I got lost a time or twoWiped my brow and kept

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My absolute favorite quote of the day from yesterday:"Just know….don’t think, don’t believe, KNOW…..that I need nothing more than you. " BWSeriously, every single day is better than the one before it with this man by my side.

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So, I have been finding myself at work with a lot of time to check out this world wide web thingie.There are some great sites out there!What are your favorites?Check out Robert Brault at www.robertbrault.comHe's pretty awesome and I find that his quips fit my life--all parts of it.Ree, the Pioneer Woman at www.thepioneerwoman.comShe is a funny, silly, happy woman, mother, girl, Woman of the

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How do you wish someone a happy birthday?What is important to you?Is it the perfect gift?Is it time spent with the birthday boy or girl?Is it a fancy card or just the right wrapping paper?Is it the cake?Is it a huge dinner or an elaborate birthday party?Is it a private celebration?I think that we all have public birthday rituals--dinner, cake, "happy birthday" being sung like a dirge--tolling

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Once upon a time...(I've always loved stories that start that way.)A girl was born, grew up, and got married, ten years later she had three beautiful children and a broken home.She tried to go about her business of moving through the world and tripped on a couple of pieces of it along the way.One day, the girl and the family of her choosing moved to the land of trees.The girl was happy.Same girl

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I like:Summer in TN when you have to drink the air you breathe just to get from one AC to another.FireworksImpromptu picnicsChildren laughingCaetie's sense of the absurdJ's hatMike's fitness planWhen there is enough dinner leftover for lunch the next dayOvertimeFinal FantasySilly computer gamesBackyard camping tripsGardensTaking pictures of beauty in nature and in architectureCreating new things-

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Hope. It's underrated.I believe the way I'd like to utilize it is as a verb.Dictionary.com says this about it:–verb (used with object) 6. to look forward to with desire and reasonable confidence. 7. to believe, desire, or trust: I hope that my work will be satisfactory. –verb (used without object) 8. to feel that something desired may happen: We hope for an early spring. 9. Archaic . to place

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Thanks for sticking out this adventure with me. It's never boring, but I'm glad I have a seatbelt. :)It's hard to believe that we are finally here from there.I can't wait to see what's next.Welcome home, B.831>NaClAlwaysxoxox

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My friend Squeege said that she hates it when people treat her poopy.I have this habit of having a hard time giving up on someone that I've called a friend, even when they treat me poopy.I don't know if it's a lesson I must learn that I am just not getting or if it's just me. I can't let go. I like that my life experiences have shaped me into the person I am today, and that includes the poopy

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Love letter to my Valentine...February 14, 2010Dear Valentine, So, I figure that anyone can buy jewelry, diamonds, trinkets, chocolates, or the whatnot for their Valentine, but it takes a special Valentine to buy you just the "right" things.Pink roses, pink butterfly socks, a cute stuffed Barry...I mean bear, Twix (my favorite) & Butterfinger (your favorite), two different kinds of coffee, and

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JABBERWOCKYLewis Carrollfrom Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872 `Twas brillig, and the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabe:All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe."Beware the Jabberwock, my son!The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shunThe frumious Bandersnatch!"He took his vorpal sword in hand:Long time the manxome

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We both said, "I really love you," The Shriners loaned us cars We raced up and down the sidewalk twenty thousand million times...

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Remember when you are going through something and you say to yourself, "This will get better." or "I hope this gets better." Don't forget to take stock and look at the now and say to yourself, "Wow, it did get better." Don't forget to enjoy the now, stop waiting for something to happen because it will and when it does, you are strong enough to handle it. Appreciate the little moments.An oldie but

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So, what happens when you realize that all your hard work, sweat, blood, tears, fears, through all of it that your dream has been finally realized?Well, for some this would be it. They would be content to say, I'm done. I've achieved what I set out to achieve and now I have it. Put it to bed, rest, job well done.I say, find a new dream."I like cheese." is my favorite quote of this season of

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Happy Groundhog Day!It's been an interesting year.I'm hoping that 2010 is everything that 2009 was and more.We are starting it out right. Took a trip to Georgia to play in the snow. Stone Mountain makes a tube run out of 200,000 lbs of snow.We went to the World of Coke museum, it was a lot of fun. We got to try different Coke products from all over the world. Weird and delightful.I got to have a

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Seasons of LoveRentFive hundred twenty-five thousandSix hundred minutes,Five hundred twenty-five thousandMoments so dearFive hundred twenty-five thousandSix hundred minutesHow do you measure, measure a year?In daylights, in sunsets, in midnightsIn cups of coffeeIn inches, in miles, in laughter, in strifeIn five hundred twenty-five thousandSix hundred minutesHow do you measure a year in the life?

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Remember this old post from January 20, 2008?It was titled, "The One..."Well, I revisited it today.Someone to share my pizza with, I can't eat a whole one.When I want pizza it's Sir Pizza-half cheese, half what he wants.Someone to share a movie with, they just aren't as much fun by yourself.When I want a movie it's The Warriors, "Can you dig it?"Someone to take a walk with, it's just more with

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I haven't written in a long time.There has been sadness and loss and also happiness and joy.There have been setbacks and great strides forward.There is anxiety, stress, pressure, anger, frustration, pain and still through it all there is relief, peace, support, love, acceptance, and joy.For all of the negative I can happily count hundreds of positives, blessings if you will (Thanks, Janeen.)I

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You ever have a moment when you make a statement and then realize that how it sounded in your head is not how it sounded when you said it?Yeah, that happens to me a lot.Let's hope the day gets better.

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I love Lulu.Go and see what we did.No, really, GO!Isn't that cool?

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I am going to be okay!Besides, you promised, and you never break a promise.So I KNOW I am going to be okay.And >NaCl. A lot.

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Instead of asking, "Why me?" I am just going to focus on the fact that I am Karma's favorite right now and say, neaner neaner neaner to you.I mean really, why NOT me?I am cute, funny, happy. I love life. I love giving and receiving. I try to be gracious. I am a klutz and a dork. I have amazing children, amazing friends, and amazing gas mileage.Who can ask for more?I have pretty flowers growing on

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I think that it's utterly disrespectful and demeaning to the years spent loving each other to tear each other down by the very things that we used to build each other up in the first place.Using the little details to hurt someone that has "wronged" us is petty and speaks more of the character of the person doing it than the person it's done to. Still, it doesn't make it hurt less.It disappoints

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J's face at the park when I started to chase him...The walk from Millennium Park to Ed Debevic's is a long and winding road.You should have taken the chance and taken the picture.Thank you for adventuring with me.Jelly Belly FactoryPicklesGood Night.TardTasmanian DumbassHallelujah...Hallelujah...Dessertpokerfamily gatherings of all sortscheese curdsPancakes!LoveGood Morning.Genetic

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So, there I am at my lovely job at the red retail giant in small town, Tennessee.Lisa had to go to lunch so I'm covering the service desk.These two guests come up with a question about our .com services and if I can look up a specific book.Of course we can look up a book.We go out to the kiosk and there is much laughing and joking around among the two friends.I, of course, join in, because that's

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I finished the book. :)I am so proud. It was such a good book.Thank you for trusting me with it.Christian has a callous on his finger from where his knife rests. :)

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"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there."Jalal-ad-Din Rumi

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"What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from." --T. S. Eliot

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"I cherish you more than salt."

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The best way out is always through.--Robert Frost

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Are you ever really ready for it when it happens?

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So, the statement was, "Well, that's the world's worst kept secret."What can I say, I AM blonde.

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The question was, "Did you choose or did you just decide that I matter to you?"My answer was, it is a choice. They said that to them it was not a choice but a decision.So, I had to look it up.To choose and to decide are almost the same thing.choose verb, chose; cho sen or (Obsolete) chose; choos ing.–verb (used with object)1.to select from a number of possibilities; pick by preference: She chose

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I'm all about someone who makes me nervous.I like being girlie sometimes.I like knowing that when your eyes crinkle when you smile that it's all for me.I like someone who's not afraid to tell me that they like how my perfume smells.I've come to realize that I really like it when a man holds a door open for me. It's not required, but greatly appreciated.I like laughing.I like talking.I like

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So, now that I've been here for awhile.I'm really starting to enjoy working with the peeps I work with in Tennessee.There are some really really great people here and it's a pleasure to work with them on a regular basis. There are some new faces and they seem to fit in as if they've been here from day one.The funniest thing is that sometimes my brain is still in my Wisconsin store. Someone will

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I cannot believe that it is 2009.Where did 2008 go?It seems like just yesterday it was New Year's Eve 2007.My date cancelled on me last minute by voicemail.January saw old friendships become stronger, new friendships were growing, and I was loving being in my own sweet lodge.February saw Valentine's day and a most precious email, that was better than any Valentine I've ever received.March brought

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I found this post half written from July 6, 2008 and it's still fitting for how I'm feeling now, too. I've realized that I have gotten to the place that I wanted to be six months ago. It's been a long six months and some of it's been really hard, but some of it's been pretty freakin' sweet, too.I have good friends, there are "hangouts", there is normalcy in an abnormal world. My life wouldn't be

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January 9, 2009So, I start writing this blog with my sister Jen in mind on February 11, 2008. I had all these memories going through my head and wanted to put them down in a form that would be flattering and fun and funny.And as my life is wont to do, it got busy and I never came back to edit this blog.Well, fast forward to like the beginning of November or so and I found out that my sister is

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Why don't we do it in the road.Nothing's gonna change my world...All you need is love.Take these broken wings and learn to fly.Picture yourself in a boat on a river, with tangerine trees and marmalade skies...Don't let me down...don't let me down...I wanna hold your handHe's a real nowhere man...sitting in his nowhere land...Here comes the sun and I said it's all right...Oh darlin'...please

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My friend Thomas is the bomb.He makes me laugh and carry on.He brings me food when I am sick.He protects me from the boys when they are pricks.I love my friend Thomas, he's really great.I can't wait to see him, next Monday at eight...Well, at 5:30 but it didn't rhyme.He teaches me slang all of the time.I have to look it up on Urban Dictionary.He's silly, he's fun, I like him a lot.This ode is to

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I'm spent and I still have to go to work.I am drained.I am lost and lonely and I can't find my feet.I know that this too shall pass, but hurry because it hurts and I don't like it.I'm sorry. I know that it wasn't me, but it was me. I'm so sorry.This hurts so much and I just wish there was a bandaid for it.

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Sometimes loving me is hard work.I'm thankful that there are people in my life that do it anyway.I hate dishes.I'm thankful that I have a dishwasher and enough pride in my home to do them anyway.I am nothing else but me.I'm thankful that it is enough.I love Mike.I'm thankful that he knows this.I love J.I'm thankful that he knows this.I love Caetie.I'm thankful that she knows this.I love my

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Random thoughts on Memphis:HOUSEKEEPING!There was Elk pelt at Pink Palace.The food, omg, the food.My favorite moment was Huey's and you know why.After about 4988 attempts, I finally got the toothpick to stick in the ceiling.I can't thank you enough for showing me "your" Memphis.While Graceland might have been impressive, I had so much more fun at Sun Studios.I got to hold the microphone that

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-41025744389616549772008-12-01T10:21:00.000-06:002008-12-01T10:23:26.539-06:00

Thanksgiving 2008All I'm thankful for and more.

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From a short story by Mary Kay McComas, Wayward Wizard"Sometimes words were a waste of breath that was better used gasping in the throes of lovemaking...Marie was going to stitch that in a sampler someday."

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Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving is is blessed, thankful, and grateful.My friend put up a quote the other day,"Hem your blessings in thankfulness so they don't unravel." --author unknownI am most thankful for Mike, Caetie, and J. I'm also thankful for the rest of my nutty family, my friends, my job, and my health. I am so happy and joyful and grateful for all my blessings.I hope everyone

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So, my very dear friends Barry & Trisha taught me how to play poker.I love the game.I love that I can understand it and that there is still so much to learn and that if I'm lucky, I'll never stop learning new things about the game.I kind of freaked out on Barry the other night because he verbally bullied me at the table. I was hurt and pouty. I also pointed out that I felt like I was being "

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-9964115235979292752008-11-06T20:44:00.005-06:002008-11-09T20:37:24.821-06:00

Okay, so I posted this blog back in January of 2008.Things have changed since then.I'm on my fifth version of the "cute purple phone" and it's not purple anymore.I live in Tennessee.I am the same person, yet in many ways totally different.The blogments made that day said that I was demanding and deserving.And then I reread the post.And then I realized that I already have this.This thing I've been

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-84975127551841936772008-10-22T19:54:00.000-05:002008-10-22T19:55:10.801-05:00

"You know what it was like? Like what's left when the carnival is over..."--S

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"Sometimes life constitutes using a toothbrush in a toilet." --S

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"Barry, I need you on the bus man, I need you bad." --LAll I can say is, "Wow."

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"Mom? Now that you're here, it's like you never left..."-J

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"Olivia Newton John really knows how to polish a turd." --L

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"I'd like a cheeseburger, hold the cheese.""Sir, that's a hamburger.""I know, but I like the yellow paper."

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It's a word, look it up.I haven't been around lately. I've been busy. I have had four different blogs that I wanted to write out in the past few days and I just haven't been able to sit still long enough to type them.So, I just realized that I haven't truly blogged about my dailies in over a MONTH! Wow, what is the world coming to? I find that I am compelled to write it all down now.So, here's

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To my very dear friend,To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed

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"Make something that will cheer me up. Something that puts the rest of the world on hold for awhile."I think that this might be the toughest challenge I've been given.Food as comfort is a subjective challenge.What cheers me, may not cheer you. The meal I seek out when I'm broken, disheartened, empty, blue, disillusioned, or even numb probably won't be the same one as you seek. Neither will the

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-19118888905194472812008-09-04T21:48:00.004-05:002008-09-05T01:03:31.630-05:00

"I want you to know that any man is a fool that doesn't know how lucky he is to have you."WatchYou know you have to go see a movie when the trailer makes you cry.I love that line, I want that.So, where is he?

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Where have all my blogmenters gone?I swear I'm writing for myself most days.Probably a good thing to get this stuff out of my head and into cyberspace.You know who I miss? Scott. I was just thinking of him today and then I went to a friend's blog and her top post was about missing Scott, too. Of course it was an OLD post, but needless to say, we miss you ya kook, come back to blogger.I work with

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-27358718448657140892008-08-28T04:59:00.002-05:002008-08-28T05:02:10.815-05:00

You should go and play on this website.So much fun to be had and two days off to have it in!This is my wordle for "Suds in the Bucket"...omg so much fun!

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I was thinking, as I'm wont to do, and the lyrics from this song kept playing in my head as I contemplated my life this week.HappinessPeanuts GangHappiness is finding a pencilPizza with sausageTelling the timeHappiness is learning to whistleTying your shoe for the very first timeHappiness is playing the drum in your own school bandAnd happiness is walking hand in handHappiness is two kinds of ice

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-17723423740293250532008-08-19T21:48:00.002-05:002008-08-19T21:56:42.397-05:00

"Working at the carwash..."Go on, hum a few bars of it, you know you want to.The carwash is a magical place, full of fun and frivolity.Many a family vacation would arrive and we'd get done driving 18 hours and go to breakfast and then fill up the van and get a car wash.I remember a couple of times being the "co-pilot" and getting gas really late while everyone else was still sleeping and dad

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-12683672036490566282008-08-11T22:57:00.003-05:002008-08-12T02:49:14.844-05:00

I cannot believe that another week has flown by so fast.School started today in my neck of the Tennessee woods.I'm sure that someday soon it will start to get cooler.It has been a beautiful summer so far. I have to again give a shout out to Willis Haviland Carrier, the man that invented air-conditioning. I think he rocks.I also need to give a shout out to J for journaling his food this month. Way

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So, this was tax-free weekend in Tennessee.Boy am I ever glad that this weekend is over.The store closed tonight at 9pm. I clocked out at 11:36pm.The positives of the week?I love my Monday "weekends".Tuesday is one of my favorite days of the week and not just for the food...I have sweet sweet dreams of Juan cooking tilapia again.I have great friends.I sing a mean Madonna.My friends amaze me.I

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-42333781115679105392008-07-28T12:41:00.002-05:002008-07-28T12:50:40.140-05:00

So over there on the right, under the heading "links" is a new link that's called "60 miles is a BIG deal."Go and check it out.I'll even make it easier on you, you can click here: Janeen's LinkHer team link is here, check them out too! FroggiesMy friend Janeen is walking in the Breast Cancer 3 Day in 95 days and she needs some help getting to her goal and exceeding it.I stole this right from that

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Thinks I'm grateful for today:The man that invented air conditioning--Willis Haviland Carrier The man that invented deodorant--an unknown inventor to this day, we thank him! The daughter that amazes me with the blog--CaetieThe son that amazes me with his brain--MikeThe son that simply amazes me--JThe mom that answers IM's.The pop that calls just to make sure that I'm okay...over and over and over

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Now, maybe I am doing this whole friendship thing wrong. I guess I always thought that people were who they were and we, as their friends, accepted that about them.When people change in order to grow, adapt, and evolve, sometimes we as friends don't get to go along for that ride, for whatever reason. Sometimes we are only in each other's lives for a short time.Sometimes we don't like what they

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So, there I was, it was a week like any other, only it was a full moon week.My second in Tennessee.As the moon was waxing to full, the week was unfolding. It turned out to be an amazing week.Monday was a lazy day of getting productive on my room. I rearranged it and hung some pictures and made it more like home. I did some laundry and cleaned the kitchen. I hung up pictures of the kids and by the

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-19538943080791831902008-07-15T03:13:00.001-05:002008-07-17T16:38:44.356-05:00

So, today was good.It was a beautiful day in Tennessee.The sun was shining, it was about 87 with really low humidity and tonight it dropped to about 60. So perfect and beautiful.I got up and went to work early this morning, not a normal thing because I've been closing so much.I work about 11 miles away from home, which is roughly a 15-20 minute drive. The drive to work is magnificent. I drive by

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-76713161995601375582008-07-13T13:48:00.002-05:002008-07-13T13:49:41.358-05:00

"Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want, doesn't mean they don't love you with everything they have." --anonymousI don't know who said it originally, but this sentence has so much meaning in my life.It's a lesson I had to put before myself again.I had it brought to my attention just last night and thought it needed to be where I could see it.Don't forget to notice the details,

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These may not be the only things I've learned in thirty days, but they are the ones I'm commenting on...It's funny how life works sometimes.Sometimes you think you need something and really what you need is almost totally opposite of that.It's a good feeling to figure that out.Ovens don't work the same in humidity.Cookies are better when they are shared.Hot tubs are better naked.People you work

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So, I was in this "poor me" mood on Sunday. I even had an entire blog about how miserable I was that day.I didn't post it because I had to go to work.On my way to work a friend called me. I sobbed to them on the phone and their advice was to clean up, look at myself in the mirror, and tell myself, "Everything is going to be okay."The thing is, I did it, but without conviction. I looked at myself

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In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.Mac MacGuff--Juno

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My darling daughter, you are never thought of as just a sleeve. You are so much more than that. You are the sunshine on the pink roses out in the front of my house. You are the full moon that delights me. You are the moments of silence and the moments of sound. You are my first thought in the morning and my last thought at night. You are everything.Sometimes I simply don't have words for you and

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Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-27352185746225204722008-06-07T23:34:00.000-05:002008-06-07T23:35:49.087-05:00

I can't put into words how proud I am to be this child's mom.

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I had the best birthday ever.I will tell you all about it tomorrow.Edit:I'm sorry to all my Florida and Tennessee friends that I left hanging. I should tape a note to my computer, "No drunk blogging on your birthday." Stacy made me this card that I got a couple of days before my birthday. It's pretty amazing considering that it's my face on all the pictures. It made me laugh out loud in the post

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-59552561451897016372008-05-23T12:01:00.004-05:002008-05-23T12:07:00.099-05:00

So I was thinking how pretty the clouds looked in this picture on my way to get a Mc iced vanilla... Don't they look stunning, oh wait you can't see the tips... How pretty do my hands look today? Soooooo pretty... And look, pink toenails! :) McDonald's parking lot is kind of pretty this time of year...

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Dear Anonymous,Sometimes the apology that you think is for you is, in actuality, for someone else.That isn't to say that there isn't an apology for you, just that that was not it.There isn't a lot that needs to be said on the subject. It is what it is.You are welcome to disagree with anything and everything I say and do as long as it is done respectfully.With that being said, I love you a great

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In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.Mac MacGuff--Juno

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I didn't mean to hurt you with someone else's words and my flippant retelling.I'm sorry.

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I just love it when a plan comes together and the universe joins in.

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I love it when a plan comes together.

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Just because someone doesn't love you the way that you want them to, doesn't mean that they don't love you with everything they have.--anonymousThis sentence has spoken to me for many years. I keep forgetting it and it applies to all relationships. It applies to romantic relationships, friendships, and family.When I want someone to treat me a certain way and they don't and then they treat someone

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Caution, hula hoopers crossing... Lily of the Valley bloomed in my pots... Tourist season begins, the fountain is on... I want pancakes...I also touched bellies and named my children after cookies.It's been a long, weird weekend.Glad today is Monday.Happy Cinco de Mayo!

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We would drive gram nuts by sticking the stickers on our foreheads and walk around like that all night. I think we'd get angry when she'd make us take them off before bed.Here's to Chiquita and Gram & Gramps and bananas...

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"Life happens, things do change, feelings are like the tides, they ebb and they flow, and there are gonna be moments that you feel like the only person in the world, and there are gonna be moments that you feel like no one sees you.You have to have faith in what someone shows/tells you to know that, when things do start to ebb and flow, there are some constants.Water's wet, sky's blue, and you

Kimmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03135717742005219750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11935733.post-7430647583480092542008-04-26T04:35:00.000-05:002008-04-26T04:36:24.479-05:00

Um, do you have a stamp?

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Well, actually it's the 25th, but the Kimmy has not gone to bed yet, so we will post it as the 24th.The day started in it's usual way. The sun rose and the people peopled.The Kimmy slept.Then the Kimmy realized that she was in pain.Achy, nauseous, clammy, and restless.She slept it off until way late in the afternoon and then she got up and realized that she would have to do laundry before jetting

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Alex showing up to be my cart attendant tonight. He is my hero.Michelle, she is a constant source of joy.Chris staying to close guest service tonight.Bernie's joy and delight over new bikes.Peach Green TeaA late night walk to the lake.Being a good friend and in turn having good friends.Feeling strong.Sweating.Supermans.Michael is coming back to work tomorrow!Full moon on the lake.Bald IS

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Sometimes when the anticipation of an event is so great, the ordinary gets lost in the shuffle.You forget to look around you at the wonder of spring in WI. The everyday grind becomes a painful grind. You forget to laugh and be joyous.So, in honor of spring finally gracing us with it's promise in WI, I am going to remember to tell you at least one thing that was extraordinary in it's

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