The Blind Side
For Valentine’s Day John took me to see The Blind Side. I count it as Sandra Bullock’s best performance ever, bar none. We own both Lake House and While You Were Sleeping and have seen them often enough that I can quote fair portions of both movies. I love...
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For you football fans
Sunday
Oh, wonderful love, you died for me!
The power of your life is in me.
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In honor of Valentine’s Day
Last Valentine’s Day was definitely one of the loveliest Valentine’s Days in my life: our oldest daughter Amanda married her Ben. But part of John’s and my love story also happened on Valentine’s Day. Here’s our story for those of you who haven’t read it yet.
Part 1 | Part 2 |Part 3
Part 4 |...
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perhaps more sleep…?
Thursday afternoon I was in the mood to try out my new bread pans. I didn’t have a lot of time before leaving to take kids to swim lessons. But I figured if I hustled and the bread rose fast, I should be able to pull the loaves out just as we were leaving.
When...
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Frugal grocery shopping
There’s a great article in The Oregonian this week about frugal shopping. Very fun to unexpectedly see a mention of my book at the end of the piece. Speaking of my book, thanks to all of you (54 people so far!) who’ve weighed in and posted a review on amazon. ...
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Playing dolls with mom
When little girls ask mom to come play Barbies with them, and mom discovers that most of the shoes have no matches, a shoe hunt becomes necessary. Thankfully (shoes being essential to Barbie happiness) we were able to find a good assortment. Made for a grand shoe store.
Hairstyling at...
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Dinner, maybe?
Baked Herb-Crusted Chicken
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Also, don’t miss an interview and giveaways of THREE COPIES my books happening this week at:
Cultivating Home
and
Making Home
Now I’m off to swim lessons– as soon as I fix the failed elastic in my son’s swimsuit, that is. Such a glamorous life I lead.
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The sweetest joy
Every once in awhile I imagine what it will be like to have my youngest children, my babies, all grown up, and have huge pangs of grief. I love my little kids. The feel of their hands in mine. The funny things that come out of their mouths. Their small...
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Birth story
ohmygoodness. I’ve read this precious story three times already. Be prepared to cry. And rejoice.
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