tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58470652276488402862011-12-08T18:51:42.211-08:00Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07079722024961469919noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847065227648840286.post-84361053194790823492011-12-08T06:34:00.001-08:002011-12-08T07:08:28.291-08:00

Broadcast Music Incorporated is the legalized Mafia... no really. BMI has been calling and trying to get me to pay the legally due music license fee that all business must pay in order to play certain artists music in their place of business. it's law. SO J-lo, Pibull, Shakira... yeah. I have to pay to play their music even though I bought their music. My business is small and I have been

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Christians adopted this Christams Holiday to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ - most Christians recognize that the actual birthdate of Jesus Christ was in April. But as a Christian - I too use December 25th as a reason to celebrate the birth of my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. I am still trying to figure out how Black Friday Madness and Christmas relate to each other. We do NOT owe it

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Word has gotten out that my husband and I are losing our home. I want to take a minute to clarify, vent and set things straight. it's been a 3 year old story full of lies and deception. oh ok, so it's not that exciting. But trust me, there is that going on. in the spring of 2004 we bought our home at the height of the real estate market when everything was selling for outrageously high prices.

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Today I turn 38 years old. Tomorrow my youngest kid turns 4. I was just reflecting on things I love about birthdays. I once had a friend that cried and cried on her 30th birthday because she feared aging. I celebrate. I celebrate another year of Life granted to me. I celebrate life experiences. I celebrate being an older business woman that gets looked at differently than a 25 year old

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hero worship is a dangerous thing. By that, I mean putting anyone here on this earth in a place of higher importance than yourself. Celebrities, political leaders, religious leaders, business icons... etc.... they are all human. Only God deserves that place of worship. I have seen it at conventions for network marketing companies - someone has made a financial success of themselves and

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First of all - it wasn't the PLAN. I went to my friend Brandi's house to get my hair cut by our friend Alisha. I was planning on some streaks of color to a BLONDE head. But Brandi says "Alisha has always wanted to do someone's hair purple. I told her to ask you." "ehhh,,, sure why not...?" So, Alisha squealed in delight clapped her hands in joy, and not much later I had purple and pink

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15 years ago Bill and I were married in my parent's backyard. one year later we were sealed for time and all eternity in a "Mormon" temple. Love changes... people change... Bill and I are NOT the same kids that said "I do" 15 years ago. We've fought, we've cried, we've loved, we've laughed. There were times when a long walk alone was a necessity to make it through. I have wondered if

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Bill had lined up some business meetings in San Diego During Comic Con (a Convention for the comic book, toy and movie industries - HUGE event!)So we decided to make a vacation of it. While Bill was doing business in San Diego, the kids and I stayed with my mom in San Clemente for a few days. Ahhhhh......... vacation.... How I had missed thee.Hello beach, hello moderate temperatures, hello

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Dane is 6. He took his training wheels off his bike on his own and decided he would teach himself how to ride his bike. I am so proud.

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When is Mother’s Day? It begins on the first.The first time a mother discovers that she will be bearing a child. It all begins then as she murmurs the words, “Mommy, Mom, Mama” over and over, imagining how they will sound coming from my child’s lips someday. It begins to become a reality as she folds and unfolds the little shirts and nighties, imagining the tiny soft body that will almost fill

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Friday Night Bill and I camped out at Sand Hollow Resevoir so we could make it to the 4:30am meeting for the Swim support. We slept like crap - music echoing off the hills from those at the Bike racks keeping an eye on the security for millions of dollars of Bike equipment. So our alarm going off at 4:15am was like... pain... real pain. But I was excited to get in the water and be a part of

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No, really. When I stand at the top of something a little more than a few feet up and then I look down... my legs ache, my heart pounds, my stomache churns. I have this HORRIBLE fear of heights. I am also afraid of deep open water. I wonder if those fears are related. I decided earlier that this was year to get over my fears and go do things I have always wanted to try but have allowed my

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Yesterday and today I had the opportunity to go listen to more instruction from a church conference.In the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, we do believe in the same organization that existed when Christ was on the earth.We have a Prophet on the earth as well as 12 apostles that help lead the Church, receive revelation, and speak to us in God's behalf.Usually our General Conference is

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Yesterday a man died.Jason was a school buddy from Simi Valley High School class of 1992.I went to that school from when I moved from Wyoming to California in the spring of 1990 to when I graduated in 1992.I am not the best kind of friend. I don't carry relationships on very well when it isn't convenient. (facebook is changing that - lol)I haven't seen or spoken to Jason since our graduation.

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Today was Fast Sunday:In my church the first Sunday of every month is a day to dedicate to prayer for a special purpose and to go without food for a day (or 2 meals in our house).It is a time of reflection, spiritual growth and of overcoming physical desires. Also on these Sundays there is a time dedicated during our church meetings for people to come up and share the thoughts that are in their

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I have written and re-written this blog post that I had hoped to dedicate to my husband Bill. I think this is my 5th attempt. It's hard to find the exact words I want to say to the love of my life. I met him in 1992. we became great friends and spent a lot of time together. we went Christmas shopping together for his girlfriend and ended up buying matching mats for each other. I get a smile

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Bill just took the kids to his stepmom's funeralin California. They will be gone for a couple of days. I miss him terribly. I do adore that man of mine. for all of our differences and struggles - I really do NOT want to be without him ever. He is such a comfort to me when I am down. or lonely.Bill - I am writing this publicly to you. regardless of my selfish flaws and our differences of

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This morning I actually kneeled to pray. Just me. not with my family. solitude and quiet for a brief moment with just me to talk to my maker. As I began this communication I realized how long it had been since I had done this with "just me".I make sure as a family we say prayers together. I ask my kids to say their prayers before they go to bed and often my hubby and I will pray together -

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This morning I was heading out the door for work around quarter to 6am. In the front room I saw my daughter asleep on the couch and under her feet was my dog Toddy (you see that Bill - I spelled it your way instead of Tottie) She was using the dog as a foot rest and he was wagging his tail contentedly. My dog can hop our block wall. He gets out ALL THE TIME. He has cost us a bundle this year

Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07079722024961469919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847065227648840286.post-80353552313966777832010-09-12T11:06:00.000-07:002010-09-12T21:18:15.983-07:00

The Red Rock Relay is a 186 mile foot race. Each relay team has 12 members that switch off running so you average about 15.5 miles each during the course of the race. some team members run a little more, some a little less. The terrain is mountainous, cold, hot, dusty, dark, all depending on the time of day and where you are.Our Team name we chose was "WTF" for: Witness the Fitness!There are 2

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It's the 24th of July. For those not acquainted with Utah or Mormon (LDS or members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints) history - this is a day that the "Mormons" celebrate kind of a "founding Day" in memory of when the great pioneer trek across the plains into Utah was completed by the first wagon train that had Brigham Young in it and they first saw the Salt Lake Valley. There

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Yesterday my husband and I were driving home from a baptismal service when I saw smoke. Initially whenever I see smoke I assume someone is just burning weeds and all is well. I was half right. someone was burning weeds - during dry season - fire season - in a residential neighborhood - without a burn permit - during 110 degree weather - in the desert - on a hill with lots of tall dead grass -

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I had this deja vu moment yesterday that was what I consider amazing. But I have to premise the story by telling you where I was when I had the “flash forward” (ever watch that show? I love it) or “future dream” or “misplaced memory” or whatever you want to call what it is when you have a glimpse into the future for a brief moment sometimes years before you have the experience that you call

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Once upon a time there was a young maiden and a handsome knight. The maiden loved to dance, and run and play with her friends. One day she fell in love deeper than she could ever have imagined. She had loved before but never like this. She spent her days with this wonderful knight in shining armor and left her friends and dancing and running days behind her. The 2 were married and lived in a

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A few weeks ago I saw someone that I haven't spoken to in almost a year. The reunion was more awkward than I could have imagined as she walked away from me without even saying Hello. I was not prepared for it.It had me wondering if I should reach out again after all this time and try and re-establish contact, or if I should let the old relationship die and forget about what once was. Years ago I

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I think I have a lot on my mind today.I fell victim to the pull of watching really really lame internet TV reality shows and I saw one that takes the cake on "Lame-ness"."More to Love."Yup - that is the name of the reality show I have only watched 2 episodes (2 too many) and I think I am done. The premise is good: the idea that you do not have to be model thin to find love and joy. It's "The

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My entire life I have been taught the importance of having a garden. As a kid I resented having to move rocks, pull weeds and work in the garden. It was not fun - it was a chore. I hated it! I was thrilled when we didn't have a garden to work anymore.As a married woman and mother, I just never wanted to have a garden. (I take that back, I have wanted one - just never wanted to do the work).I

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This might seem a little too personal, But I need this story shared! I am sending it to newspapers, banks and friends. I am tired of being ripped of by those who I trust to help me get ahead financially - this is my story:My husband and I have been married for 13 years. We have experienced feast and famine, ups and downs, struggles and triumphs – especially with finances. My husband had his

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several days ago I brought another dog to the pound. we have had Sandy for almost 2 years. I love that darn dog. She has been a handful:she killed some of our neighbors chickens and even got stuck in the Hardy's oldest son's chicken cooping killing his wive's baby chickens (all of them). Chuck nearly killed my dog for it (can't say I would have blamed him).Sandy killed a cat in the lot next

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so, I said I was doing outdoor fitness adventures and bootcamps and such. my blogspot until I have a "real" website is phazesfitness.blogspot.comMonday morning at 6am I have about 10 potential personal trainers coming to try out for a job. There is a marine, 2 marathon runners and guy who does martial arts and combat training a professional rock climber and a personal trainer as well as a few

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Sometimes I wonder why God directs one path and then that path halts and it is also the right answer. as many of my friends know, I went back to work punching a clock for someone else in the form of a job at Curves. I prayed about the decision and it felt right. It was definitely the right thing to pursue. 7 months later I am quitting. It's weird to call it quits so soon when I thought I was

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Here is another great article from my friend Sarah that writes for the Spectrum...ENJOY - (again not my writing, but I love it!)Valentine’s Day is Saturday (you’re welcome, all you men who forgot). Being a student , I find myself fascinated with the origins of just about everything, and holidays are no exception. Unlike certain people in my life (*cough* Mom) who would ban the Easter bunny

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I was listening to Valentine Horror stories on the radio this morning and realized "Oh my gosh, I have one. I WAS ONE! I was the crappy Valentine's Date from Hell to a poor boy." I have never written about and only told a few people about it. I decided that in celebration of Valentine's Day I would write about my bad deed on that special day.Bill HATES this story...it was 1996, I was living

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It's been a while since I've "blogged"...that phrase is funny to me. you see, that's how almost every journal entry in every journal I have ever had starts...."it's been a while since I've written..." As if I owe someone an apology for my laziness. when in fact it is not laziness but busy - ness that keeps me from blogging.Yes, I have been home-schooling. I kind of feel guilty that I am not

Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07079722024961469919noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847065227648840286.post-16620803083812758062008-12-29T20:19:00.000-08:002008-12-29T20:29:15.177-08:00

we went through 2 weeks of Homeschool. I have to admit, although I was slightly intimidated by the idea, I really, surprisingly, enjoyed it! wow!I did give my kids the chance to decide for themselves if they would rather be homeschooled or go to school (I knew what Gabe would choose). I was hoping they would both choose homeschool since I really got used to them being such awesome help around

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whether tis nobler to sacrifice the quiet sanctity when all kids are away or to keep my sanity and send them off for some other poor sap to try and corral them... and... whatever...Our community has a Whooping cough or Pertussis (sp?) outbreak and all non-immunized kids have to go home for nearly a month until this passes. AND kids whose California pediatrician and new Utah Pediatrician back in

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I am participating in the movie premier party for the Twilight deal. No, I have not read the books. Yes, I know I suck that I am going to the party thing and have not read the books. But it gets better...I get to be a vendor and have a booth. we are going to be taking people's pictures and loading them into this digital page I created. I decided I am a much better digital scrapbooker than a

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I am sad.I have received numerous e-mails and newspaper links to what is happening in California surrounding the issue of Prop 8. This is the proposition once again trying to define marriage as only legal between a man and a woman.To be honest, I didn't think this should be such a big deal. why would it be so important that we only allow that kind of holy union between and man and a woman and

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I have always considered myself a very mellow laid back kind of person. I am truly a pacifist. I avoid all kinds of confrontation. I was the mellow wanna be surfer chick that when I was threatened by someone I annoyed in High School, I was the one that said "dude, so sorry to be bugging you so bad." and I walk away. Another person that wanted to beat me up because I was dating her ex-boyfriend

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Okay Karalee - you have bugged me about telling what's going on since I have not blogged in a while.SO...YES, I have been crazy busy. But it is all a good kind of crazy. 1 - we had a renter move in to our downstairs. So I have been cleaning, washing walls, moving furniture and fridges, organizing, shampooing carpets, putting in lighting, writing up contracts, buying kitchen appliances, etc...

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here are some of the pages I have done with Creative Memories StoryBook Creator Software. I still do tradtional scrapbook pages, but I love how easy these were! I am trying to get some digital scrapbooking classes up and running. But I cannot dedicate myself to only digital. I go back and forth.

Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07079722024961469919noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847065227648840286.post-43313037846251030342008-08-22T06:00:00.001-07:002008-08-22T06:27:38.590-07:00

I went to our ward's enrichment night activity last night. (for those of you that aren't LDS, that is the Women's organization night out once a quarter to do "stuff").Before I went I had learned that the topic was "back to basics" - like cooking basics and stuff. to tell you the truth, I was not thrilled about learning ANYTHING. really, I have a bad attitude when it comes to feeling like I

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This is not my writing, but my dear friend, Sarah Wilson's (oops I mean Clark) Sarah Clark, I will never get used to that new last name thing... Subject: Mother Load There are things in life a mother does for the long term good of her children, even when her children aren’t sure they agree. Vegetables. Shots. In my oldest son’s case: open heart surgery. Sometimes, it’s just a judgment

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Karalee tagged me...This is what I'm supposed to do. List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 surprising facts and then tag 5 other people. Leave a comment for the people you tag so they know they have been tagged. So here it goes:3 joys:- my kids - of course are my number one joy. I love just sitting on the couch and watching them play. I love watching my 10 month old learn

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I just want to explain why you do not see your comments posted right away...most of you are my good friends or family - that is all good. But once I received a comment from a woman who seemed innocent enough inviting me to her read her blog. Now, I am all about enjoying someone else's writings and have even found some fun small-time writers enjoying their writing experience - So I went for a

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I think I now know why Gabriel, my 8 year old, likes to act like he's sick. He's is overly dramatic so I never know what is real and what is forced with him. SO when he is "sick" I make him lay down in his bed with no fun at all. no TV, no friends, no video games, no getting out of bed - unless you want to clean the house. it is NOT fun time. This morning my 3 year old, Dane, decided to

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a couple posts ago I mentioned I was going crazy trying to find my camera. Kendra so gently reminded me to pray. well I did a couple of days ago after reading Kendra's comment. (I hate it when my friends have to remind me to do things like that.) Well I searched the house again - no camera. I deep-cleaned every room - no camera.I finally gave up and just thought that it might turn up some

Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07079722024961469919noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847065227648840286.post-39448882961971165382008-08-15T12:56:00.000-07:002008-08-15T16:43:14.244-07:00

I really loved going to Zion Canyon with my Sister Lisa Proffit-Rau and her cute family. My sister in law Peggy Proffit and her kids also joined us. what a trip! we were just going to go tubing or playing in the virgin river in Springdale, So I decided to bring one of my dogs along for the fun. But the tube rental shop was closed!!! AND since we had some nasty flash flood raining going on the

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I lost my camera on Monday. Bill's mom came to visit and she bought all the kids cute shirts from Cancun. then she took all the kids to see Wall-E (very cute show).I had decided I was going to remember to take pictures every time she came to visit and to record the good times we have with her. This would have been an ideal time to do just that.But no camera. I borrowed Bill's camera but it

Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07079722024961469919noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847065227648840286.post-76025686932243978192008-08-07T09:43:00.000-07:002008-08-07T09:44:00.559-07:00

I lost my camera. 'nuff said.

Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07079722024961469919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847065227648840286.post-82579139020690331242008-08-01T16:13:00.000-07:002008-08-01T16:33:46.241-07:00

A couple of years ago I received an item I believed at the time to be an item of luxury. Today, I have no idea how I would cope if it were to fall in the tub and die on me.It means so much to me that it deserves a blog all it's own. here is some crappy prose dedicated to:"My Laptop"I've never given you a name. some one asked me once if I had a Dell or Gateway or...I couldn't say. But that

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Here's the band-aid inside the sunburn. No, I am not wearing the band-aid any longer in this photo.

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Bill and I just got back from a weekend campout by Kolob Resevoir. *sigh*What a fabulous weekend it was. A big thank you to Sarah and Richard Clark for hanging out with the kids so we could getaway.This was Bill's birthday party. just the 2 of us, a kayak, and a tent.I rarely ever wear anything other than t-shirt and jeans. But, since we were going to be on the lake the whole time I decided

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We just returned from our annual campout in Wyoming. Saturday morning Bill and I helped my brother Josh with the Triathalon he organized. He is going to love the picture I took of him here.I never realized how much the swimmers needed someone in a kayak just to keep them going in the right direction. some of these guys woud have been way off course . I am just glad I didn't have to rescue

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The personal and family Blog is UP!!! yeah!after a few tries of getting things going like I want (ie: wrong e-mail/sign in name - fun story I will tell later) I think we got it going now.Thanks Kendra for showing me how fun this could be and all the neat tricks to try out. I decided the blogging thing is a lot like like scrapbooking.1 - couldn't see the use for it at first and wondered why the

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