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<description><![CDATA[Whirlygigs, Dances, Butterfly Wings, Floating, Twinkling, Windchimes...so Wannabe Carefree...
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<description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;I haven't posted since November. Wow! And so much has happened...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;We wrapped up our adoption of our children. Three teens...2 boys &amp;amp; a girl, I'll call R, E, &amp;amp; J. Two of them have had a birthday since then, and our new daughter has one coming up in June. They have done so very well in school. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;R started &amp;amp; has maintained a gamers' club (ya know...GameCube, etc.) He's maintained all A's &amp;amp; B's, except one C. He turned 18 two days after the adoption &amp;amp; started driving. Boy! That's a story within itself. He also managed to get lost in the woods down here while out running with Dad. Another time on that one, too. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;E will turn 17 next month. She has maintained high honor roll. She writes the sweetest letters to us. She doesn't want her brothers to see them, though. She thinks they'll think she's a traitor to their real mother &amp;amp; father. Their real father passed away from cancer, and that's when their mother couldn't hold things together, both emotionally &amp;amp; financially, and the children were taken from her (after trying to work her through several case plans). Frankly, I also don't think she intellectually had it together. She would leave the children alone, often over long periods of time &amp;amp; without food. So E feels more bonded to us. She's always wanted to be part of a family. Tonight she drew a heart on a letter she wrote to me. She colored it just a tad bit &amp;amp; said this was how her heart USED to be. Then she drew a second heart, colored it almost totally in &amp;amp; said that is how her heart is NOW. She'd had a very sassy week this week &amp;amp; confessed to almost kicking me. I'll allow for the fact that it wasn't the best "time of the month" for her &amp;amp; then you'll probably understand. I don't think there's a woman out there that hasn't felt like tearing someone's head clean off around that time at ONE time or another...or another...or another... :-) It didn't help that "Daddy" was out of town. I think that's when she likes to try &amp;amp; test me a bit. She wants so much to be a "momma's girl", but then also likes to pull some immature stuff to get attention. We're working through it. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;J turned 15 in January. He's been our "up &amp;amp; down" child. One day he's doing great in class, doing his classwork &amp;amp; homework, and making good grades. The next day, he misses a class, doesn't do his classwork or homework, and loses or "misplaces" anything he knows he is supposed to have for class. Always a very convenient excuse! We know he's ADD, though undiagnosed. Even HE is aware of it! Just this week he had some wonderful surprises. He is mainstreamed as SLD for two classes &amp;amp; struggles with some things. But this week he rec'd his FCAT writing scores. He scored a 5.5 out 6 (being the highest), which means one judge gave him a 5 &amp;amp; one judge gave him a 6. The whole school keeps asking me about it. He was floored &amp;amp; just beaming! So very proud! Turns out he&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;quite the writer! He's written several poems that are very impressive. We're going to help him set up a notebook to keep them in. But his teacher was so impressed that she wrote one of his poems up on the board &amp;amp; asked the class to discuss it...without telling them who wrote it. One girl kept saying that "she" meant this, and "she" (the writer) meant that about the writing. J spoke up &amp;amp; said how do you know it's a man...could be a woman. Good point! After some comments, the teacher asked them what did they think about the fact that the writer was less than 18 years old. J said they didn't seem to know WHAT to think. Then she finally told them that J was the writer. People at school have been so highly impressed that they now tell us we should have him enter some contests that are coming up. J is pleasantly surprised &amp;amp; not sure what to think about that. A bit bewildered, me thinks.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;Also in the news...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;I put in for a transfer to get into a school closer to home. At first I didn't hear back from any principals that were interviewing during our transfer period. I was getting pretty frustrated. I felt like,after all...1) I've taught since 1984 with some time off to be with my kids in their early years...2) I am an experienced team leader....3) I am certified to have interns from our area universities...4) I am trained as a PNE support person for beginning teachers...5) I have experience with all socio-economic groups....6) I have experience in writing grants...7) I'm willing &amp;amp; experienced in teaching &amp;amp; leading workshops. SOOOOoooooo...WHY IN THE HECK WASN'T I GETTING ANY PHONE CALLS??!!!! You have to understand...I have to have the security of knowing WHAT I'll be doing. That's just me. Even though transfers continue after the end of transfer period&amp;nbsp;next week &amp;amp; through the summer, I can't stand NOT knowing what I'm going to be doing WHERE. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;Thankfully, the top three schools I wanted FINALLY emailed or called me. The first one (School A) is 1.2 miles from home &amp;amp; is a Second grade class...this is the one I reallly wanted!&amp;nbsp;School B&amp;nbsp;is a situation of a brand new school that isn't even finished being built yet. Everything brand new, but further from home. About a 15 minute drive. The principal offered me a job right away. It was so tempting. We clicked immediately&amp;nbsp;AND she is a friend of my current Asst Principal, who is also MY good friend. My Asst Principal doesn't want me to leave, but said she had nothing bad she could say about me to scare off the other principal. HA! School C happens to be only 1.5 miles from my home. The principal there was the first to set up an appmt with me, but was offering Kindergarten, which I did not wish to return to. I felt I owed her an interview before making a decision on the offer I was given, considering she DID contact me. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;BUT...as luck/fate/etc would have it...the first principal (School A) called me back. Now understand..she was the one that left me feeling as if I was coming away with a "flat" interview. She told me several times how energetic her people had to be because they were involved in so many things. She even stated how she'd purposely hired "younger" teachers for that reason. (At that point, I thought, "What am I...leftover chopped liver, or something? Do I look THAT haggard??!!") I just smiled &amp;amp; said that was what I was used to already. She mentioned that she still had several more people to interview &amp;amp; then she'd get back with me...and if I didn't get the job, she'd keep&amp;nbsp;my resume around through summer in case something else opened up. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;Now---I ask you...at this point, would YOU think she was going to hire you??? Go with your gut instinct &amp;amp; you'll arrive at the same conclusion I did. Nopers!I figured&amp;nbsp;THAT&amp;nbsp;was THAT. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;So the next day I was telling&amp;nbsp;my current&amp;nbsp;principal...yes, I'm up front &amp;amp; honest with my admin all the time about the fact I was interviewing...I was telling her the outcome &amp;amp; how I felt like the first principal gave me that "flat" feeling. She said, "Well, look at what I have in my hand." It was an email from the hiring principal asking about me. My AP friend also confirmed that&amp;nbsp;Principal A had&amp;nbsp;been asking the night before, too. When I told my principal that was the job I realllllly wanted to tranfer to, she said she was making a call to talk to the other principal on her request anyway &amp;amp; was going to talk to her. In less than an hour, I had an email offering me the job! I was so excited! Hubby had wanted me to take this school, too. Anytime I asked about what he thought about other schools, he said his heart had been set on this one school all along. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;So next year I will be walking to school &amp;amp; my children were also given special assignment to the high school down the road from there. I had everything ideal in my current "old" school...HUGE classroom...respect from people who knew me...lots of people I know &amp;amp; care about &amp;amp; love. I've traded it for people I don't know..and admin I don't know...the possibility of losing weight walking...and a PORTABLE! Imagine that! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;AND...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#000000&gt;I'm still excited! :-)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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<title><![CDATA[I'm Back...Kids &amp; School]]></title>

<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 03:00:23 GMT
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<description>&lt;P&gt;I promised back in SEPTEMBER I'd write soon! I hope no one will base who I really am upon that promise since I believe in keeping promises. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Soooo much has happened. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It has been a rough first half of the school year. It started with such promise. (Hmm...there's that word again...) I've had a number of children who've had behavior problems, which seems to have finally sparked off my family's genetic trend for high blood pressure. I ended up having to leave the classroom one day to take myself to the doctor because it was so high. I've questioned myself since that time as to whether or not I really should've been driving. My hopes are, though, that it is only a temporary problem. I'm telling myself to slow down &amp;amp; quit taking on so much school-wise. Our district has insisted upon emphasizing EVERYTHING....meaning EVERY curriculum area &amp;amp; what it should contain...within this one year. Usually wise districts will pick one area at a time to "upgrade" per year. At times, I blame myself. Due to my own curiosity &amp;amp; wanting to learn more, I've attended enough trainings within one year, I believe,&amp;nbsp;to renew my certificate. That's not a joke. What's that old adage...too much knowledge?? Can't recall the rest. Perhaps it is "ignorance is bliss". &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Thanksgiving has provided some "down" time...and a wonderful blessing which I will document in my next entry. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Here's hoping all of you have had a thrilling Thanksgiving with friends &amp;amp; family! &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;~sher&lt;/P&gt;</description>
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<title><![CDATA[Am I Late??]]></title>

<pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 23:50:56 GMT
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<description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ffcc33 size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ffcc33 size=4&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://links.pictures.aol.com/pic?id=9db07FWcNqzL5clrxO55pj2nNuZaa8HhdVxFv4xQp5Fd3Ig=&amp;amp;size=m"/&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ffcc33 size=4&gt;It's time for a new season to begin shortly. Not that&amp;nbsp;you'd notice it in Florida.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ffcc33 size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't believe I've gone over a month without writing! Then again...maybe I can. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ffcc33 size=4&gt;Life is a little crazy right now. I've been back at school since August 10th, and the students arrived August 20th. I've got 17 "little darlings this year". Nothing at all like the 31 student class&amp;nbsp;I had last year, thank goodness! But I still have quite a few "movers &amp;amp; shakers"...literally. My administration purposely gives me ADHD children &amp;amp; those that are a bit hard to handle. They figure that since I can handle my youngest son (who is ADHD), then I can handle it at school, too. So I get a double whammy working with it at school AND at home. More on the Movers &amp;amp; Shakers later.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ffcc33 size=4&gt;We finally...FINALLY...got our three children we are adopting. If all goes well, we'll be able to finalize November 20th, National Adoption Day. The kids are doing great, so happy to be together,&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; I have so much to write about. But it's late now. So I'll save it for another entry...and promise to come back. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ffcc33 size=4&gt;~sher&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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<title><![CDATA[Oh My Gosh! Time for Fall?]]></title>

<pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 04:16:19 GMT
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Been quite a while since my last posting. We've been busy &amp;amp; have had quite a run around with our adoption situation. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Without going into a long, drawn-out story, suffice it to say we've been going through things we thought we were done with. We've already been meeting with our children, but now this other agency told us we had to complete three things OUR agency said we didn't have to do (because we are "straight adoption" without fostering first). So we've had no option, but to begin scrambling to get them done so our kids can come to us before school begins. I return to school August 10th; the kids return on the 20th. We'd like to get all three of our sibling group situated with home &amp;amp; school BEFOREhand. And we &lt;U&gt;still&lt;/U&gt; need to do school shopping.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;To complicate all this, Hubby &amp;amp; I have been playing "bedroom shuffle". His study is going to be a bedroom for two &amp;amp; our new study will be in the sunroom. So I've had to stay busy cleaning out the sunroom, which was previously my teaching materials aka STORAGE. I've stopped counting bags of stuff to trash. Thanks to &lt;FONT color=#3366ff&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.flylady.net/"&gt;www.flylady.net&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;, I'm feeling pretty good about it. Once we shift the office to the front, we have to shift Youngest Child's bedroom to the old study. He's going to share with our youngest new sibling. They are only 11 months apart. The oldest "new" sibling will get the Youngest's old room. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Have you followed that so far??!!! :-P &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;I hope so. I always have to stop &amp;amp; think it through! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;One of the "no options" we had to complete was a water safety course since we have a pool. We took it at a place called "Everyday Blessings". It is a group home setting for kids 10 &amp;amp; under. It is a gorgeous place situated on 72 acres. Kas, it made me think of you...there were cows &amp;amp; horses nearby, along with a horse riding trail. Hubby &amp;amp; I thought... what better place for kids who are hurt &amp;amp; suffering! Nature &lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;was&lt;/U&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;our medicine, just driving through there. And how much MORE sofor these kids who have had to be removed from their homes due to abuse &amp;amp; neglect. Broken bones are not new to this place, sadly enough.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;We took clothes &amp;amp; books out there with us for the children. But we were &lt;U&gt;not&lt;/U&gt; prepared for how much we would be moved by our short time with Everyday Blessings. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Our&amp;nbsp;instructor there was Sister Claire. She told us of a project they are working on. You've heard the adage that it takes a village to raise a child. Well, they are doing just that. They are&amp;nbsp;working on&amp;nbsp;The Village at Everyday Blessings, which&amp;nbsp;is modeled after Generations of Hope, established more than 12 years ago in Rantoul, IL. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.generationsofhope.org/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3366ff size=4&gt;www.generationsofhope.org&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;In&amp;nbsp;Everyday Blessings'&amp;nbsp;Village &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.ebvillage.org/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3366ff size=4&gt;www.ebvillage.org&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3366ff&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;, parents, children, &amp;amp; senior citizens will reside in what is known as an &lt;STRONG&gt;Intergenerational Community of Caring&lt;/STRONG&gt;. It's specifically designed to meet the needs of children 8 yrs of age &amp;amp; older, &amp;amp; for large (4+) sibling groups who would otherwise have little or no chance of being adopted together. These two groups are highly representative of children most likely to languish in foster care --AND least likely to be adopted. (Hence the reason Hubby &amp;amp; I chose this particular age group &amp;amp; our sibling group to adopt.)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Parents willing to adopt four children temporarily reside, rent-free, in a seven-bedroom home. One parent is a stay-at-home parent &amp;amp; earns a salary. (Can't beat that, can you, Kas!?) The other parent works outside The Village. Financial planners assist the family so that, once the new family is well established (no less than 10 months), the parents have set aside the funds necessary to make a down payment on their home. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Singles &amp;amp; couples, ages 50+ who are willing to volunteer a minimum of eight hours a week toward the mission of The Village, pay reduced rent for a two- or three-bedroom apartment. To the parents mentioned above, the seniors of this community are mentors, listeners, and supporters. To the children, they are nurturers, tutors, cookie bakers, &amp;amp; so much more. To The Village, they are groundskeepers, seamstresses, administrative assistants, &amp;amp; community builders. Through the planning of birthday parties, holiday celebrations, and other events, the seniors help create &amp;amp; sustain a strong sense of community at The Village. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;We don't know the requirements for the "seniors" to move in, but Hubby &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;I have decided we're already certainly interested. It's down the road a bit. Things are in motion for the Village. Approvals have been made by &amp;amp; are moving through the local government, but no new buildings are yet standing.&amp;nbsp;That's the next step. Hubby &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;I are 55 &amp;amp; 44 yrs old, respectively. We figure we will be&amp;nbsp;even MORE so "seniors"&amp;nbsp;by the time the buildings are completed. What an awesome opportunity! What a wonderful community for children! What a beautiful place &amp;amp; fantastic way to make a contribution to our children! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;If you would like to support Everyday Blessings in &lt;U&gt;ANY&lt;/U&gt; way, we know they can use your help. It doesn't have to be money. Maybe you have other items you can send to help, like clothes, books, toys or gift certificates. Here is the contact info:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;13113 St. Francis Lane, Thonotosassa, FL&amp;nbsp; 33592&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;(813)982-9226, x 234&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;FAX: (813)986-0298 &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;or go directly to &lt;A href="http://www.ebvillage.org"&gt;www.ebvillage.org&lt;/A&gt; if you'd like to make a monetary donation. It also gives more information &amp;amp; tells other ways in which you can help or volunteer. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;(The Villages at Everyday Blessings is a program of St. Francis Foundation, Inc., a 501 (c) (3) not-for-profit Florida Corporation. FL Solicitation #SC02875. &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;NO PORTION of your contribution is retained by any professional solicitor&lt;/STRONG&gt;.)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;I did not tell Sister Claire I was writing about this. We were just so touched by her &amp;amp; the community that I couldn't resist telling people about it. Please consider helping if you can...and then take ACTION! Our "babies" out there really need it. Imagine if you were separated from your siblings AFTER having to leave abusive/neglectful parents. How would YOU feel? &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;The "medicine" is there. Let the healing begin! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV class=tags id=tagsLocation&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Tags: &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Everyday+Blessings" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Everyday Blessings&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Generations+of+Hope" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Generations of Hope&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/adoption" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;adoption&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/sibling+group+adoption" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;sibling group adoption&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/teen+adoption" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;teen&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt; adoption&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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<title><![CDATA[Adoption Options]]></title>

<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 00:10:11 GMT
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=7&gt;NOT!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;I thought I knew where to begin on this one, but when you're sleep deprived, it just "ain't happenin'". &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Those of you who've read my &lt;SPAN class=correction id=""&gt;blog&lt;/SPAN&gt; before know my hubby sometimes has to travel out of town. Well, lately it's not been just sometimes. Within about the last seven weeks, he's had to be gone for about five of those. It came with a merger with The Company That Must Not Be Named...huge international &lt;SPAN class=correction id=""&gt;thingee&lt;/SPAN&gt; that joined forces with his former company. They're in the middle of taking over some territories left vulnerable by the competition. My sacrifice to all this...besides NO HUBBY around...is NO SLEEP. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;I don't know why it is. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Sometimes I think it is because I was the victim of violence about nine years ago. At the time I met my hubby, I had an apartment on the third floor of my complex. I felt &lt;SPAN class=correction id=""&gt;inpenetrable&lt;/SPAN&gt;...untouchable. Safe. When my hubby asked me to marry him, my only hold-out was where we would live: his home. It's in the middle of an historic district. Our home has a history over 100 years old. But it's also in the middle of an area that has more crime than I'm used to...or was at least aware of. When I hesitated, my mom pointed out that if you REALLY love someone, you'd follow them to the ends of the Earth. (Bless ya, Mom!) She was right. I excitedly called Hubby &amp;amp; said yes. And now, I'm on the &lt;U&gt;first&lt;/U&gt; floor, the only floor of our home. So maybe it is this that keeps me awake when he's gone. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Other times I think it's the fact that I can't seem to shut my brain down when he isn't here to put pressure on me to go to bed. My youngest son is ADHD. My hubby has teased me about that at times; however, I don't really fit the discription. More like distracted. Difficult to focus on only one area. I'm what I proudly would call "the disorganizedly organized." Just about every teacher I know is like this. Ya know...we're the ones who look like a cyclone hit our desks. But, baby, just ask us for that one paper you need, and we know right where it's at! BINGO! Though I'm proud of who I am, I've been trying to counteract this due to the fact it's heck on everyone else around you. I mean, they just can't grasp my creativity. At least that's what the Flylady says. Thanks to Kas (Hestia Home School for&amp;nbsp;Young&amp;nbsp;Wild Women), I've joined the FREE online counseling of the Flylady (&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.flylady.com/"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;www.flylady.com&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;). Every day she sends you messages of one thing you can get done and/or organized within 15 minutes. Just set the timer &amp;amp; ya got it. The guilt is gone! You've actually DONE SOMEthing! She even sends you an email that pops up, reminding you to go to bed and take care of yourself!!! That's right! You betcha! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Unfortunately, for me, it doesn't work. It 's just not the same as Hubby who is&amp;nbsp;physically present &amp;amp; able to add the pressure to come to bed. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Not that that's all bad. There are definitely some distinct advantages to going to bed with him. And perhaps that is...in part...why it IS so difficult to go to bed without him. Reason #3: It just isn't the same without him. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;So I come to you this morning after the night of the living dead. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;It all began the same way. I couldn't sleep with him gone. He called to say good-night around 10 p.m. He was tired &amp;amp; had to be up early again before driving five hours to the airport and flying out today to come home. He knows how hard it is for me when he's gone. When he comes back all exhausted from the airports &amp;amp; meetings, he's equally joined by me. We usually collapse at whatever time it is &amp;amp; sleep off the effects of his work. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;So Hubby told me to take some melatonin. Our ADHD son takes this. It was recommended by his doctor because HE has a hard time going to sleep, too. It's quite safe &amp;amp; natural. Our bodies produce it &amp;amp; it is what helps all of us to go to sleep. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;For three nights now Hubby has tried to coax me into taking it. I agreed, and had all the right intentions. But I always had "one more thing" to do before I could possibly get to it. Hence the reason I didn't get to bed last night until after 3 a.m. After I typed my blog last night (check the time), I still sat up in bed reading some materials to prepare for school next year. Finally, I forced myself to turn out the lights. Usually when this FINALLY happens, I zap out.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;It wasn't to be. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;There's this sunroom we have just off the dining room which is also just off our bedroom. It is going to become our new office space this week. Hubby is moving out of his current office/bedroom to give it to two of our teens with the adoption. So I'm trying to get in there to clean it up. Up to now it has been&amp;nbsp;a storage room for my teaching. You name it and if it has anything to do with teaching, it's there. &lt;U&gt;Any teacher who reads this will know exactly what I'm&lt;/U&gt; &lt;U&gt;talking about&lt;/U&gt;. I know one gal teacher who never used her dining room since she had an eat-in kitchen. You'd never know it was a dining room. It was stacked floor to ceiling. Well, I can't yet claim that honor, but I do know the sunroom is now a storage room instead of a work place. So things need to go for it to shape up into Hubby's new office (shared with me, of course). But funny things have been going on in that room. Our little Italian greyhound has taken to parking himself outside the closed French doors leading in. He barks at it. He behaves worse at night whenever some kind of Critter seems to arrive back. Now, I'm hoping it's just a Critter and not some kind of GrrrAnimal. But I'm not one to take chances. Hubby's not here = no knight in shining armour = no way I'm gonna tackle that Critter/GrrrAnimal alone. I am NOT checking it out!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Lights go out. I go to bed &amp;amp; lay down. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Let the games begin.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Lenny (Italian grey) comes flying out of his bed, barking. His barking starts our other two greys barking. Lenny plants himself at the French doors in stalking mode. The other two bewildered dogs limp back to the living room, still unsure whythey joined in. "Nite-nite time" is "nite-nite time"! I scold Lenny &amp;amp; put him back to bed. (He HAS to be covered up, ya know, or he won't sleep. But, of course!! What were you thinking!!! How could you NOT cover him UP???!!!) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Lights out...back to bed...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;and soooo it goes....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Lenny barks - everyone comes running - Lenny stalks - I scold - I cover - we're back in bed, lights out. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;You DO recall I went to bed after 3 a.m., right? Our Critter Stalker routine continued for most of the rest of what I would call "dark" night. Somewhere near my "lighter-outside" night, things settled down. I imagine Lenny has worn himself out as much as he has me. FINALLY, I can get some rest. I REALLY had hoped...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Mosquitos like me. I don't know why. I don't understand why I'm always the "preferred white meat", but I am. I can be among twenty people &amp;amp; be the only one bitten up. I've read that it has something to do with mosquitos being able to track our carbon we put out from exhaling. Did you know that to a mosquito, when we exhale, it is like an invisible super-highway that they can detect from over 60 feet away??? Or was that 30 feet&amp;nbsp;away?&amp;nbsp;Maybe it also has to do with bad breath, which I'm sure I had after Lenny got through with me. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;The mosquito was merciless. Everyone knows that annoying sound...that shrill mosquito buzz that makes your ears stand on end, and tells you that at any moment, the bull's-eye shall be reached! Dive bombing began. I felt like Gulliver's Travels, trapped by the Lilliputians. I tried sleeping under the covers, but between summertime in Florida and the Golden Age of Hot Flashes, I couldn't tolerate it for long. So the age-old game of "Cat &amp;amp; Mouse" became the new game of "Mosquito &amp;amp; Human". &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Just when I thought I'd won, the little bugger got even LOUDER!! What in the heck..??? It took a blonde second of adjustment before realizing it was a helicopter hoovering over the interstate. The interstate isn't terribly close to our home. But you certainly would've thought sowith the sound of the helicopter. Usually this doesn't occur unless there is a severe problem on the road out there for someone. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Geez....what ELSE could happen???!!! Apparently that was the signal for every dog in the neighborhood to bark, and for mine to tell me that it was time to get up &amp;amp; let them go outside to "do their business". It was completed when the "ex" called to tell me he was bringing the boys over, and would I have the prescription ready he had asked me for yesterday. Yesterday??? Oh, yeah!!! I forgot. Time to go digging through the purse. Now if I'd ONLY listened to that FlyLady. Her assignment of the day was to clean out my purse. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;I wonder if she&amp;nbsp;has a lesson on ridding&amp;nbsp;mosquitos....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=4&gt;Anyone got coffee???&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Hmm...Don't know quite what to say. I sort of feel like I'm standing at the internet podium giving an acceptance speech for being myself.&lt;FONT color=#66ffff&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;&lt;FONT color=#66ffff&gt;Bea&lt;/FONT&gt;, the &lt;FONT color=#66ffff&gt;Wanderer&lt;/FONT&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/bgilmore725/Wanderer/entries/2161/AddComment?from=1"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;http://journals.aol.com/bgilmore725/Wanderer/&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp;was so kind to mention me in her blog on July 10th. I am certainly honored by the nomination, but confess I didn't even realize I'd been nominated until comments were left on my journal. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Being a relative newbie to the blogging world, I actually feel nominated by the ultimate "Guru of All That's Right in Education"! Bea leaves me inspired &amp;amp; in awe at all she accomplishes. I often have had to turn right around to my hubby to show him her latest entries, from a bulletin board idea to poop from the sky...which I still think she hasn't figured out, if I remember correctly. (One of my all-time favs is her chronicles of her butterflies.)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Well, Bea, I feel I need to live up to "being on fire". I've been so bad at keeping up with my blog lately. However, it's due in part to a great cause. We are in the final phases of our adoption of our teens &amp;amp; lots remains to be done here at our home. When we finish, we will have a grand total of 10 kids &amp;amp; 5 grandkids, through combined marriages. And I'm STILL not sure we're finished...(right, baby??..hubby reads my blog, too.)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;But without further adieu....Here are the blogs I nominate. If you are nominated, my understanding is that you continue the nominations. Copy the tag &amp;amp; nominate five others. Some of&amp;nbsp;my choices&amp;nbsp;have already been nominated. It just proves how powerful their lives and words are to those around them. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/bgilmore725/Wanderer/" target=_top&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Wanderer (Bea)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp; ...Just has to go right back to Bea. There are some blogs you just can't miss every time you know there is a posting. For me, it's Bea's. She has such compassion for her students &amp;amp; those around her that she knows. Top that off with her incredible curiousity &amp;amp; "let's-find-out" attitude &amp;amp; you have one of the best teachers I know!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;2. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/hestiahomeschool/HomeschoolingJournal/" target=_top&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Hestia Home School for Young Wild Women (Kas)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt; ...I love Kas 'cause she's a free spirit &amp;amp; down-to-Earth! She says what she thinks &amp;amp; feels. That's pretty much the way that I am, so I feel I can relate to her. She's also a "lifelong learner" like Bea. I enjoy all the varied tidbits about life &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;the world classroom&amp;nbsp;that she has to share. From butterfly vulvas &amp;amp; Rex rats, I never know WHAT she'll have up on her blog! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;3. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/xxroxymamaxx/XXRoxyMamaXX/" target=_top&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;XXRoxy MamaXX(Shelly)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt; ...I've just recently had the chance to get to know Shelly better. I found out by happenstance that she lives in the same city I do. And she makes BEAUTIFUL tags. You can see some of them on my blog. You've got to go check out her work! I like her free spirit, too!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;4. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/siennastarr/hopefloats" target=_top&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Hope Floats (Jackie)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt; ...Would you believe that Jackie's blog is the first one I came across??!!! Thanks to her, a whole new world of friends opened up to me! She has shared her ups &amp;amp; downs in life. (Sometimes I think she is too hard on herself.) &amp;nbsp;I like to think she introduced me to MY "ups" here on J-Land!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;5. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/tendernoggle/HORSESHOEBEND/" target=_top&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;HORSESHOE BEND (Carlene)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt; ...Carlene was my second friend I met here. Her friendship is important to me because she often reminds me to be thankful for the Love of My Life &amp;amp; to care about the small things. She shares her feelings about her husband &amp;amp; what he meant to her. His passing has led her into a new phase in her life, and I feel I'm learning so much from her because of how she deals with it. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;6. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/ksgal3133/livinginsavannah2/" target=_top&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;LivinginSavannah2 (Gretchen)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt; ...Gretchen taught me how to be more thankful with her Thursday list. She really makes me stop &amp;amp; think with the use of her gentle spirit. And it doesn't hurt that she lives in one of my favorite areas, near my honeymoon spot (Tybee Island)!! ha! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;7. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://journals.aol.com/demandnlilchit/ishavedmylegsforthis/" target=_top&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I Shaved My Legs for This (Kim)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt; ...No list seems complete without mentioning Kimberleigh. Ravin', shavin' Kim blows me away with her courage &amp;amp; Irish spirit. No one I know has ever gone into full-blown battle with cancer with such spitfire...TWICE!! And boy, does she make you laugh!! How she comes up with some of her spicy descriptions is beyond me! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;I know that the informal rule here seems to be that only five people can be nominated. Some...or&amp;nbsp;maybe even most...of mine have already been nominated.&amp;nbsp;But I don't know how to narrow the list down. All of mine are on equal &amp;amp; deserving footing. They are all so very strong in so many different ways. They are mentors, girlfriends, consolers, teachers, counselors, jesters...they are strong, yet gentle...meek, yet confident. They have "overcome"! And did I happen to mention that most are free spirits??!!! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Gotta love women who know who they are, what they want,&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; how to speak up! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;I agree with Bea...and glad to find out there are....rockin' male bloggers. But for now...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;HERE'S TO THE GIRLS....diverse, but as one. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV class=tags id=tagsLocation&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Tags: &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/rockin%27+girl+blogger" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;rockin' girl blogger&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Hope+Floats" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Hope Floats&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Horseshoe+Bend" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Horseshoe Bend&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/LivinginSavannah2" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;LivinginSavannah2&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Wanderer" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Wanderer&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Hestia+Home+School+for+Wild+Women" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;Hestia Home School for Wild Women&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/XXRoxyMamaXX" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;XXRoxyMamaXX&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/I+Shaved+My+Legs+for+This" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=4&gt;I Shaved My Legs for This&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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<title><![CDATA[The World of Rockin' Girl Bloggers]]></title>

<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 06:55:27 GMT
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<description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Been a while since I posted anything. Something like 10 days, I think. I've been alternating between busy &amp;amp; lazy...if there IS such a mix. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;The boys want to do something every day now that we are out of school. I'm a "stay-at-home" body. I have to be so much "on the clock" with scheduling while school is in session. I'd be happy if all I had to do was read, knit, and read some more, and piddle around the house. Not that I'm back knitting. Just that I should be. I've always got this "to do" list in my head, &amp;amp; of course, everything seems to be "top priority", so I usually don't feel like I've accomplished very much. Especially when you add in the "everyday" chores, like dishes &amp;amp; laundry. But I need to get crackin' because we still don't have our new children &amp;amp; we still don't have all the rooms ready. Part of the reason is that I want the kids to be able to make decisions regarding their rooms. For instance, our daughter will have a choice of white&amp;nbsp;furniture or brown furniture. We feel like it's her room &amp;amp; she should make some choices, especially since it's what she will be living in day to day. Same goes for our new sons. We already have a very nice bed for one of them, but not the other. We still have to buy one more. Since they'll share a room we figure they can share beds, too, if they prefer to switch around. Anybeehooova, that still leaves getting rooms cleaned &amp;amp; prepared. Hubby's office will become the boys' room, so he'll have to move into my office/storage space. That's gonna take some doing. We may have to have one of our oldest sons come home with some of his friends to help out with the moving. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Meanwhile, Hubby is on vacation this week. We don't have anything major planned. It already began, though, on Friday. We left out for our hotel in Crystal River Beach Park, FL, about an hour &amp;amp; a half from here. Saturday morning started out with the indescribable. A HUGE&amp;nbsp;full moon glowing a light orange &amp;amp; hanging just over the beach. There are no words I can think of to show you the picture I now have in my head of the entire setting. I was thrilled that I got to share it with my Hubby. Just the two of us.&amp;nbsp;It was gorgeous!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hubby&amp;nbsp;was in the second of a series of three triathlons being held there at the beach. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;I always get so tickled with my Hubby &amp;amp; his races. He's so hard on himself to do better. He just wanted to shave some time off this time from his last race there. So he worked hard &amp;amp; shaved time off of the swimming &amp;amp; the biking. However, the running took longer. When he got back, he had added approximately 2 minutes to his previous race time. He was pretty aggrevated. I just smiled, but wanted to laugh. To me it's a BIG deal he's even &lt;U&gt;&lt;EM&gt;doing&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/U&gt; these races AND &lt;U&gt;&lt;EM&gt;completing&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/U&gt; them! If it were me, I'd probably drown in the first leg of the competition. Swim a quarter mile, bike 17 miles, and run 3.1 miles. Yeah...right. I've only just gone back to working out &amp;amp; I overheat on 3 minutes running straight. HA! He should be so proud of himself. He's now done a marathon (try 21+ miles of running!), and several triathlons and 5Ks. I'M so proud of him, even if HE is not recognizing this accomplishment enough! Take that &amp;amp; the added benefit that he just looks so darn sexy from it, too! :-)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;So that's how his vacation started. Then we relaxed on the beach for a little bit&amp;nbsp;after the race. From there we drove back &amp;amp; showered &amp;amp; went out to lunch. Crystal River has two wonderful seafood restaurants. One is Crackers &amp;amp; the other is called Charlie's. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Charlie's was just ranked number one in the area for food &amp;amp; service, &amp;nbsp;and we could see why. Besides the seafood they also had fried ice cream for dessert with some ice cream combos that were good ideas. We chose to split the apple pie fried ice cream. Delicious with chunks of real apple in it. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Crackers appeals to us because it has indoor AND outdoor dining. The outdoor dining is on a huge deck with a tiki bar overlooking the river. Very calming &amp;amp; relaxing. I'm always tempted to get some kind of frozen banana drink concoction, but so far I've resisted. Maybe I won't next time. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;On the drive home we decided to stop &amp;amp; see the new Pixar movie, &lt;EM&gt;Rattatouie&lt;/EM&gt;. I'm sure I've spelled that wrong (important to a teacher..ha). It was a cute little movie, though longer than I anticipated. I believe I timed it to be 1 hour, 50 minutes. But I love Pixar movies &amp;amp; I'd sit through it regardless.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Afterwards we called my MIL to borrow theirlawn mower. Ours needs a repair. My MIL is the sweetest woman &amp;amp; has the funniest &amp;amp; sometimes most unbelievable stories to tell, as does her husband. She invited us to stay to dinner. She'd made a homemade pizza. I don't think I've ever had a bad dish from my MIL. In fact, she's hard to beat when it comes to cooking...and you know the old adage: if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. So I get some really good recipes from her. My only regret is that my Hubby's family is Northern, so they don't really appreciate Southern cooking. Hubby thinks a lot of what we consider normal food to taste odd or yucky, and my cooking never comes quite up to par to my MIL's. NOT&amp;nbsp;that my&amp;nbsp;Hubby complains, and he DOES like some things I cook. He's so sweet about that. He'll never say he doesn't like something I've made. He usually just has a slight smile &amp;amp; finds something nice he can say about it...like, "interesting taste, honey". &amp;nbsp;I've never met someone so picky in all my life, so when my MIL calls, I'm grateful that he gets to enjoy her cooking again. We also have a really good time talking &amp;amp; laughing about things. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;So thanks to a triathlon, a couple of seafood restaurants, a movie, and the in-laws, we're off to a nice holiday.&amp;nbsp;Hubby would like to return to the Kennedy Space Center. So I think we're doing that one day, and we'll return to the in-laws for Fourth of July lunch. But I think for once&amp;nbsp;Hubby would like to feel like he got some rest. Perhaps some of that stems from the fact he's had to travel for most of the last 5 weeks with his work. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Either way it is our last vacation together where it is quiet &amp;amp; just the two of us before we add to our already large &amp;amp; extended family. I think we're happy &amp;amp; determined to enjoy it &amp;amp; one another...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp;as I hope all of you will do over the Fourth of July holiday, too. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV class=tags id=tagsLocation&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Tags: &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Crystal+River+Beach+Park" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;Crystal River Beach Park&lt;/A&gt;, &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Crackers+Seafood+Restaurant" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;Crackers Seafood Restaurant&lt;/A&gt;, &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Charlie%27s+Seafood+Restaurant" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;Charlie's Seafood Restaurant&lt;/A&gt;, &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/triathlons" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;triathlons&lt;/A&gt;, &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/marathons" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;marathons&lt;/A&gt;, &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/5Ks" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;5Ks&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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<title><![CDATA[Busy, Busy, Busy...and Lazy!]]></title>

<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 17:21:19 GMT
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<description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;object id="embed_obj_1" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NWSOckMZBLU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NWSOckMZBLU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I snagged this from Shelly's site. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;When I heard the words, I could only think of my hubby...the love of MY life, never to be found so special again. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I adore you, Baby!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Yours, &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;sher&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV id=tagsLocation class="tags"&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Tags: &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/Johnny+and+June+Cash" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;Johnny and June Cash&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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<title><![CDATA[To the Love of MY Life]]></title>

<pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 03:06:54 GMT
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<description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://links.pictures.aol.com/pic?id=9db07FWcNqzL5clrxO55pj2nNtIHobZeFH8Lv4xQp5Fd3Ig=&amp;amp;size=m"/&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Isn't this beautiful??!!!&amp;nbsp;I live in Florida &amp;amp; adore the beaches and ocean. I could never live far from it. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I have to put&amp;nbsp;this here AND on the left side bar. It's a surprise gift from Shelly (XXRoxyXX)! It's in&amp;nbsp;leu of her trip she just left on for the east coast &amp;amp; she says I'm the first to have it. I'm honored! What a sweetheart! She surprised me when I opened my email from her today. We've been exchanging some emails, getting to know one another because we found out by&amp;nbsp;"happen chance" that we live in the same city! Her daughter knows the hubby of one of my teaching friends. Small world,&amp;nbsp;isn't it?? &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=6&gt;Thanks, Shel!!! :-*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3333ff size=4&gt;I love Shelly's work! If you do, too, then follow her tag below to her site, or find her in my "other journals" column. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV class=tags id=tagsLocation&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Tags: &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/XXRoxyXX" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;XXRoxyXX&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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<title><![CDATA[Thank you, Shelly!!!]]></title>

<pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 00:30:22 GMT
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<description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://links.pictures.aol.com/pic?id=9db07FWcNqzL5clrxO55pj2nNtk5h-f0scBIv4xQp5Fd3Ig=&amp;amp;size=m"/&gt;Per Bea's "assignment", here are some pics I've played with from some my hubby has taken. This is Chicago. He took it while running there on a greenway. The original is above.&amp;nbsp;Dumpr.net one is below, simulating a hanging in a museum. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Cool, huh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;A href="http://www.dumpr.net/photo/6bbea9af7b70be45/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="View full" src="http://www.dumpr.net/static/06/6bbea9af7b70be45_s.jpg" border=0/&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.dumpr.net/photo/217013b070223c76/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="View full" src="http://www.dumpr.net/static/02/217013b070223c76_s.jpg" border=0/&gt;&lt;/A&gt;This picture is of a flower from a bouquet my&amp;nbsp;hubby sent me, using the Amazing Circles technique on dumpr.net. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.dumpr.net/photo/90849998c5badd30/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="View full" src="http://www.dumpr.net/static/09/90849998c5badd30_s.jpg" border=0/&gt;&lt;/A&gt;Here's my photo done with the Sketch format at dumpr.net.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.dumpr.net/photo/1210fb3d8d64b6ee/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="View full" src="http://www.dumpr.net/static/01/1210fb3d8d64b6ee_s.jpg" border=0/&gt;&lt;/A&gt;And here's my youngest son, "alienated"! &amp;nbsp;How fitting for a young teen, huh? LOL! &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.dumpr.net/photo/3c5e805856fd3430/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="View full" src="http://www.dumpr.net/static/03/3c5e805856fd3430_s.jpg" border=0/&gt;&lt;/A&gt;And finally...me &amp;amp; the Hubby "coldfire alienated" on the beach. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Thank you, Bea, and dumpr.net for the fun!~sher&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV class=tags id=tagsLocation&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Tags: &lt;A href="http://technorati.com/tag/dumpr.net" target=_blank rel=tag&gt;dumpr.net&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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<title><![CDATA[Bea's Dumpr.net Assignment]]></title>

<pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 13:45:11 GMT
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