<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:20:59.613-06:00</updated><category term='Fishing'/><category term='kids food'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='clutter'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='giveaways'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='kids'/><category term='family'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Green Picket Fences</title><subtitle type='html'>Two friends sharing life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-800892416207873320</id><published>2009-05-11T15:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:21:22.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carbo-Loading!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I've been making bread for a while now and have tried a bunch of recipies, but over the last year I have a few complaints about those attempts (that I'm sure are due to my lack of experience).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Making bread from scratch with a 2 yr old, while sounding fun, is VERY messy and results in a lot of "no, no, no" which doesn't make it so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Bread machine making with a 2 yr old is very fun (and leads to said child "making a hole" in everything she cooks), but the bread drys out SO QUICKLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Putting in the right amount of flour is VERY IMPORTANT and not easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I have not found my favorite recipie yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I WILL keep trying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But last weekend I tried a new one, out of the EVER perfect &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cooksillustrated.com/bookstore/detail.asp?PID=247"&gt;Baking Illustrated&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(by &lt;em&gt;Cooks Illustrated Magazine). &lt;/em&gt;It is BY FAR, my favorite sandwich/toasting bread I have tried...if there is a whole wheat version, we'll be set, but I haven't tried that yet, but E...you gotta make this one for Ryan-he will love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, in celebrating the fact I FINALLY finished &lt;em&gt;Animal, Vegetable, Miracle &lt;/em&gt;this is a little American-food culture for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334694545724263298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SgikbMcby4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/QjQ0Yp2ihqs/s400/DSC05563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;American Sandwich Bread (makes one 9 inch loaf)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-to promote a crisp crust, we found it best to place a pan filled with boiling water in the oven as the bread bakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 3/4 cups (18 3/4 oz) unbleached all-purpose flour (plus some for dusting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 teaspoons salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup warm whole milk ( I use whatever I have)-about 110 degrees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/3 cup warm water (about 110 degrees)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Tablespoons unsalted butter, melted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tablespoons honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 envelope (about 2 1/4 teaspoons) instant yeast*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*If you don't have instant yeast on hand, try this slow-rise method: subsitute equal amt active dry yeast for instant. Let dough rise at room temp (instead of warm oven) until almost doubled (about 2 hrs first rise and 45-60 min second rise).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Adjust oven rack to the lowest position and heat the oven to 200. ONce the overn temp reaches 200, maintain heat for10 min then turn it off (don't need to do with active dry yeast)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.Mix 3 1/2 cups flour, and the salt in thebowl of standing mixer fitted with dough hook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Mix milk, water, butter, honey, and yeast in 4 cup liquid measuring cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Turn machine to low and slowly add liquid. When dough comes together, increase speed to medium and mix until smooth and satiny.-stopping a few times to scrap sides with spatula (about 10 min). After 5 min, if still sticking to side add up to 1/4 cup extra flour, one tablespoon at a time until dough is no longer sticky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Turn dough out on lightly flouredsurface, knead to form smooth, round ball (about 15 sec)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Place dough in lightly oild bowl, turning to coat. Cover bowl with plastic wrap (I use shower caps), and place in warm oven until the dough doubles in size (40-50 min).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Gently press the dough into a rectangle 1 inch thick and no longer than 9 in. With long side facing you, roll the dough firmly into a cylonder, pressing with yout fingers to make sure the dough sticks to itself. Turn dough seam-side up and pinch together. Please seam-side down in greased 9x5 lof pan and press gently to touch all sides. cover with plastic wrap, set in warm spot to double in size (20-30 min).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Keep oven rack on lowest, place other in middle, heat to 350 degrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Place empty baking pan on bottme and loaf pan on middle shelf. Bake until thermometer reads 195 (40-50 min). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Removefrom pan to wire rack and cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Slice and serve...OH yummy goodness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-800892416207873320?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/800892416207873320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=800892416207873320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/800892416207873320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/800892416207873320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/05/carbo-loading.html' title='Carbo-Loading!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SgikbMcby4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/QjQ0Yp2ihqs/s72-c/DSC05563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-6637902309647396468</id><published>2009-04-09T19:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:51:26.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks for Seasonal Changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/Sd6lwQvC39I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xKqXL-SiaNk/s1600-h/DSC05339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322874058143096786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/Sd6lwQvC39I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xKqXL-SiaNk/s400/DSC05339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As I look out at the greening of the backyard, the first notes of flowers breaking soil in the front yard, the street cleaners swiping up the winter in the streets and the snowy peaks still reminding us of a few more cool days, I feed my family the "Thanksgiving Casserole" (the real reason we make SO MUCH FOOD in November) with cheesy-garlic biscuits to warm our spring souls. I give thanks thinking back to the past year's trials and triumphs in a relocation and really can say how happy and rich we are (even if not monetarily). From good times spent in Whitefish with both old friends and new, I am just so thankful to be living in such a faboulously diverse and beautiful area that we can ski a bluebird day in Whitefish, drive lazily around Khuai-blue Flathead impressed with the enormity of the Misson and Swan Ranges and then float the meandering Bitteroot the next day. And doing this ALL WITH KIDS (even avoiding the 140$ day of babysitting!)! Also thankful for the wonderful group of women that trotted up into the Mountains with dark clouds looming to enjoy running in the woods, creating unique nature-boards all while enjoying cold Biga Pizza and 9 kids! I just have to say how greatful I am to have the life I am living right now, the family and community around me, and the support and love of a fabulous father to my healthy, (mostly) happy children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/Sd6lQraFeRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0KaGhyr11lE/s1600-h/IMG_2804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322873515547130130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/Sd6lQraFeRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0KaGhyr11lE/s400/IMG_2804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, I am also on a PMS high right now, but hormones are good, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-6637902309647396468?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/6637902309647396468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=6637902309647396468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6637902309647396468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6637902309647396468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/04/giving-thanks-for-seasonal-changes.html' title='Giving Thanks for Seasonal Changes...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/Sd6lwQvC39I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xKqXL-SiaNk/s72-c/DSC05339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-9166406603046149318</id><published>2009-03-05T13:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:57:36.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One year is a big deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SbQ0-ePOXsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lqA1Vgl8u4k/s1600-h/IMG_3735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SbQ0-ePOXsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lqA1Vgl8u4k/s400/IMG_3735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310928108450111170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Dylan.  This is your tiny newborn foot the day you came home.  So tiny. So precious.  You're a little bigger now. Your big, happy, healthy, cheerful and have we mentioned happy?  We love you lots. Sorry we aren't there to see you dive into your first cupcake. I'm sure you're having fun.  You've done a great job your first year of life! Keep up the good work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-9166406603046149318?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/9166406603046149318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=9166406603046149318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/9166406603046149318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/9166406603046149318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-year-is-big-deal.html' title='One year is a big deal'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SbQ0-ePOXsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lqA1Vgl8u4k/s72-c/IMG_3735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-1042763472885499885</id><published>2009-02-25T18:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:47:03.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of these things doesn't look like the other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SaXz4RzEFUI/AAAAAAAAACo/X1Nl8MS4ppQ/s1600-h/IMG_7046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SaXz4RzEFUI/AAAAAAAAACo/X1Nl8MS4ppQ/s400/IMG_7046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306915884101801282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked up from working the other day and realized I had cute baby socks sitting on my work. I figured I should capture it...as I'm sure the items scattered over my desk will change over the months and years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-1042763472885499885?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/1042763472885499885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=1042763472885499885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1042763472885499885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1042763472885499885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-these-things-doesnt-look-like.html' title='One of these things doesn&apos;t look like the other'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SaXz4RzEFUI/AAAAAAAAACo/X1Nl8MS4ppQ/s72-c/IMG_7046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-6348072541705331485</id><published>2009-02-24T20:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:42:16.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Budgeting...toddler-style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SaS9NUoLc5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/6wQkheS73s8/s1600-h/maryandmikes+camera+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306574297522467730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SaS9NUoLc5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/6wQkheS73s8/s400/maryandmikes+camera+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I've been tightening our belts one dollar at a time, my lovely 2 1/2 yr old added to our monthly budget in toiletries today...here's the tally as of 8:22pm &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bottle of "special" lotion to calm roseacea...$50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bottle of Aspen cologne...no idea of price, I think it was Matt's from Junior High...not too upset about this one except the fact that the house smells like a boys junior high locker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 bottle hand soap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Entire bottle of my only "non-cheap" shampoo (I mention this because there was 3 other cheap bottles she could have chosen). The only way I knew she was dumping it out was the song of "bubbles, bubbles, I love bubbles" from the mid-day bath she was taking to wash her "ouchy"butt that had soaked in aformentioned liquids earlier while I was mopping more of aformentioned items off floor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 roll of toilet paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 razors (only after she "shaved my face like Daddy". Yes, there was blood. )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 bottle of hand sanitizer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 bottle lotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily she did not get into the other side of the medicine cabinet...so I guess our toddler proofing needs to increase it's height restriction.Hope you're having a happy Tuesday. This face cheered me up...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306574304653409122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SaS9NvMU-2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/DI_WOa4YWJk/s400/maryandmikes+camera+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-6348072541705331485?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/6348072541705331485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=6348072541705331485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6348072541705331485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6348072541705331485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/02/budgetingtoddler-style.html' title='Budgeting...toddler-style'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SaS9NUoLc5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/6wQkheS73s8/s72-c/maryandmikes+camera+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-6344254794706946049</id><published>2009-02-17T11:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:10:28.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blue love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ericaplusryan/3279775168/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3363/3279775168_e3f848e697.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 437px; height: 328px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ericaplusryan/3279775168/"&gt;blue&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ericaplusryan/"&gt;Erica and Ryan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had the greatest valentines day. We made &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/01/four-breakfasts/"&gt;english muffins&lt;/a&gt; and apple/carrot/lemon juice.&lt;br /&gt;And this guy spent all day telling me he loved me and hugging me. Sweet Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty stressed lately. I am super busy with work. So much that it feels like I won't be able to finish it all.  It is actually affecting my sleep. Which is bad because us mommies need to capitalize on the moments we have to sleep. Then he insists that if I'm feeling stressed and can't sleep, I need to wake him up.  I did, he rubs my back and bam...I'm asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel very rested. So I think I should remind myself of somethings I love right now.&lt;br /&gt;- Mali's little coos and sounds she's making...all the time.  Oh, and her laughs and her smiles.&lt;br /&gt;- The decaf coffee we brought back from Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;- the faint chaco tan I have on my feet from 8 days spent in the sun&lt;br /&gt;-sunny february days like today that remind me March is right around the corner. I love March.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-6344254794706946049?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/6344254794706946049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=6344254794706946049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6344254794706946049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6344254794706946049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/02/blue-love.html' title='blue love'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3363/3279775168_e3f848e697_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-2122960627355190392</id><published>2009-02-10T12:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:38:03.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little overwhelmed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;As I sit here listening to our first African-American President, I am consumed with emotion…Yes I could still consider myself post-partum even with an 11 month-old, and I am moved by the sound of my husband and daughters “making tea” and chasing each other around the house as I make them dinner out of my first cast-iron Dutch oven given to me by my remarkable mother-in-law…but I am crying… and now to make things more inspired, my sister just called to inform me she got into Berkely’s School of Journalism…her dream school…&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn proud of my little sister who thought she came from a family of mice, ran away from home with only her teddy bear weekly, and generally has been trying to save the world from an early age. And that my 62-yr-old mother is doing her first triathlon this year with myself and 4 other 30-something friends. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301330359611937042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SZIb39mp0RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ps5sW0gbdXE/s400/Mom%27s+pictures+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this era of amazing change and compromise, and of course in my developmental I’m-30-and-have-kids-and-care-about-the-world decade, I am amazed by our complexities…and the simplicity of my 2 year old shoving Burt’s Bees in my face and asking “Shall we put on lipstick, Mommy?” Or how enthralled Logan, Matt and I were about how cool it looks when ice cracks under your feet on the Missoula Osprey’s baseball field as the pink sky reflected off Mount Jumbo and Sentinal reminding us what a beautiful place we live in. Or the pride and contentment I feel finding out that Logan got into the Preschool that we wanted to start in the Fall (and how amazed I am that my little suckling baby will turn 3 in 6 months)…Oh, how the life we live flys by and only a couple years from now I will look back with a much different perspective and of course 20/20 vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-2122960627355190392?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/2122960627355190392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=2122960627355190392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2122960627355190392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2122960627355190392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-little-overwhelmed.html' title='Just a little overwhelmed...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SZIb39mp0RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ps5sW0gbdXE/s72-c/Mom%27s+pictures+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-3052494369771625564</id><published>2009-01-13T01:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:14:18.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If on more person says I need to be on Facebook...</title><content type='html'>Here's my current thoughts on Social Networking (which by no means will be my current thoughts anytime from right this moment). That being said, here's an exerpt from a FLYLADY reader...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"getting caught up in social networking is giving in to a very powerful thief of&lt;br /&gt;time. Now, not only do we “have to” read all those emails, but there’s Facebook&lt;br /&gt;and millions of beautiful blogs. And of course, we’ll all want to make&lt;br /&gt;our own blogs. This stuff is addicting .. sometimes impossible to spend only 15&lt;br /&gt;minutes at a time .. I know that I can just ignore it .. but what if I miss&lt;br /&gt;something useful? This kind of thing sucks people in... The more sites that you&lt;br /&gt;link us to, the less time we spend on our routines, and the less time we spend&lt;br /&gt;with our families …&lt;br /&gt;I object.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening.Comment by Emmy&lt;br /&gt;01.11.09 @ &lt;a href="http://flyladyblog.net/?p=12#comment-8"&gt;10:08 pm&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, just had to be said...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-3052494369771625564?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/3052494369771625564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=3052494369771625564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3052494369771625564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3052494369771625564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-on-more-person-says-i-need-to-be-on.html' title='If on more person says I need to be on Facebook...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-8867489547564301667</id><published>2009-01-10T10:49:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:24:49.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SZIam_tD0-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/9zF9fbh0c6Y/s1600-h/Fat+M&amp;amp;M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301328968606274530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SZIam_tD0-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/9zF9fbh0c6Y/s400/Fat+M%26M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...what goes around, comes around...wear this necklace as a reminder to keep the circle positive, peaceful and loving. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to share this beautiful necklace (picture coming) my best friend gave me yesterday. She just had a baby and of course is going through the overwhelmingness of a new bundle of joy, sleepless nights, crying with no answers to why (the baby, not her), and just the general adjustment of new motherhood. And might I add, she is doing wonderfully! Taking it slowly, not freaking out, and she had a wonderfully supportive husband...ok I'm gushing a bit, can you tell they are one of my favorite couples? So anyway, in her first outing with Clubby by herself she made it shopping and bought me this beautiful necklace as a thank you for helping in this transition. I can't express how nice it's been for me to hang out with her, watch the Food Network, cook (or order in), hang in her VERY clean house (I might add), walk in a wind storm, and just generally chat with a woman I don't have to impress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Mary, I love you and am so impressed with your Mothertude! I will continue to pay it forward and remember to maintain my good karma! Who would've know we would be doing this a year after this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301328704665656818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SZIaXoctnfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vaG6U4pDFEk/s400/Seattle+sept+oct+2007+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-8867489547564301667?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/8867489547564301667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=8867489547564301667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/8867489547564301667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/8867489547564301667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2009/01/positive-karma.html' title='Positive Karma'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SZIam_tD0-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/9zF9fbh0c6Y/s72-c/Fat+M%26M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-1853677150865508070</id><published>2008-12-20T10:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:51:27.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids food'/><title type='text'>Dylan really likes Baby Mauli...I swear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/margebaack/3119321287/"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 429px; height: 322px;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3094/3119321287_9f0f6ce476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/margebaack/3119321287/"&gt;Dylan really likes Baby Mauli...I swear&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/margebaack/"&gt;margebaack&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I guess I needed to show that Dylan beat Baby M first...she SO deserved that punch to the face! We made it to Seattle (at 2am) of course Push-On-Through decided to just go the whole way once we got on the road...10 hours almost exactly. The roads were pretty horrid all the way except Ritzville to the base of Snoqualmie pass. I have never seen Spokane with so much snow...24 inches...It was pretty much a winter wonderland the whole way!&lt;br /&gt;Want to share &lt;a href="http://www.wholesomebabyfood.com/"&gt;this baby foods site&lt;/a&gt; (not that you need it now, but for future reference), it was super easy to navigate and answered my questions about what was OK (or not) for Dylan to eat. I hope you guys have a quick, safe trip and talk to you soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-1853677150865508070?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/1853677150865508070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=1853677150865508070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1853677150865508070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1853677150865508070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/dylan-really-likes-baby-maulii-swear.html' title='Dylan really likes Baby Mauli...I swear'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3094/3119321287_9f0f6ce476_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-2428142173470489230</id><published>2008-12-18T23:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:11:37.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clutter'/><title type='text'>Deck the Halls (Ok Shower)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUtGTv_gReI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1w8JKaaBHRc/s1600-h/DSC05001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281392293136319970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUtGTv_gReI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1w8JKaaBHRc/s400/DSC05001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So before the Holidays are through, I wanted to share my idea on where to hang extra ornaments. Those of you that know me, know I am a pack rat, and therefore my ornament collection had grown to 3 bins full of ornaments...mine from childhood, gifts, Matt's, the kids, hand-me-downs, etc. In an effort to de-clutter (and get my husband to "allow" me to bring the Christmas decorations from the old house to the new house) I scaled down my ornament collection...passing some on, giving away and getting rid of broken ones I know I am never actually going to fix, and actually leaving some in the box (due to smaller tree choices). Also, with the addition of our dog 5 years ago I couldn't hang anything on the tree his mouth-height and lower. With the addition of Logan, I can't hang anything at 2 yr old height or lower (at least anything I care about) so that leaves little room on our tree to hang ornaments. So my dilemma is which ones get to grace our tree. Due to the fact we live in Montana and my husband loves to fish, the collection of fishing-related ornaments has grown and grown, so this year I was able to hang all those ornaments on our otherwise B O R I N G shower curtain to spruce up my diarrhea-brown bathroom! Had to share...Oh and my sister is hold up in a snow storm and needs something to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drive safe and I hope you have a fabulous time in Colorado! Oh, and I just had to put proof on that your daughter beats mine as well!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281394811408884994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUtImVSeJQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QC9oi5az3WA/s400/DSC05020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-2428142173470489230?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/2428142173470489230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=2428142173470489230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2428142173470489230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2428142173470489230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/deck-halls-ok-shower.html' title='Deck the Halls (Ok Shower)'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUtGTv_gReI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1w8JKaaBHRc/s72-c/DSC05001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-3566524365469915800</id><published>2008-12-17T13:02:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:18:49.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weathering the Storm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUleNkpd8eI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LHIaQdxDiME/s1600-h/IMG_6156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280855625337532898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUleNkpd8eI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LHIaQdxDiME/s400/IMG_6156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_4qwVLqt9Q"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; made me tear, made me think, and most of all made me think how lucky we are to have each other and be healthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I celebrate this season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;that we have happy healthy kids, that our parents ALL get to be GRANDparents, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;that we can be stuck in a winter storm and stay inside for 4 days and still like each other at the end (OH, and eat VERY well-thatnks again for all the cooking-even the Pipeline), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;that even if the change in schedule throws the girls sleeping off, it's still worth the visit, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;that a new birth for a best friend makes me remember being a mom for the first week and makes me look at Logan and think twice before I yell at her for exploring her curiosity,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;that while cold weather and sickness is a drag, it still is something that you get to go through together as a family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;that while it's nice to get your laundry done, clean the house, and have order in the chaos...chaos is so much more fun,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;that while White Trash Parties, Drinkin Ten High and Yellowstone Valley Beers, nursing hangovers with big greasy breakfasts the next day, wondering when the boys would come home from the Rockpile, and knowing you can count on your good friends to go out looking for spouses in the middle of the night makes me miss close friends, being able to JUST SIT and look at our babies, and laugh with them and NOT be productive is just a different kind of closeness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks again for braving the storm to come play with us, we'd be stuck with you anytime!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-3566524365469915800?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/3566524365469915800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=3566524365469915800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3566524365469915800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3566524365469915800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/weathering-storm.html' title='Weathering the Storm.'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUleNkpd8eI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LHIaQdxDiME/s72-c/IMG_6156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-7008036099544105134</id><published>2008-12-11T14:02:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:25:12.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinventing my Inner Yogi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got back from my second attempt at Baby and Momma yoga (for me, not the baby) but since my 9 month old moves like a 3month old, she is perfectly content to let me stretch and breath and just watch! I cannot tell you how good it feels and makes me wonder why I didn't make myself go back to this earlier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namaste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that I have to share my 2 year old and her favorite Yoga instructor...HAven&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278642029901666162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUGA9XC8V3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zXbLTaRAcfk/s400/D%27s+shots+81808+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-7008036099544105134?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/7008036099544105134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=7008036099544105134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/7008036099544105134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/7008036099544105134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/reinventing-my-inner-yogi.html' title='Reinventing my Inner Yogi'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SUGA9XC8V3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zXbLTaRAcfk/s72-c/D%27s+shots+81808+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-2937881397341216383</id><published>2008-12-09T22:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:07.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>three girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ericaplusryan/3096584771/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3286/3096584771_75ab41bd42.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 369px; height: 277px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ericaplusryan/3096584771/"&gt;three girls&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ericaplusryan/"&gt;Erica and Ryan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I felt like I might be getting sick. Boohoo. So I’ve been resting, drinking liquids and popping vitamins. I stayed up last night writing my recommendations on slings and other baby stuff for a few good friends expecting babies this spring.  Maybe we should write a joint article on the goods.  Maybe we should write a book.  There doesn’t seem to be any shortage of books out there on the topic of babies.  I’m sure we’d get published.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I took a few photos while you were here.  Not the adorable portraits of our babes that I had been hoping for, but next time right?  Yes, your time here was busy, but I’m so glad we had it.  It’s definitely easier when we are staying at the same place (or next door). We missed the all-babies-are-asleep-now-we-can-really-hang-out moments.  Plus, I think we definitely pushed our little ones way past the arsenic hours.  I’m still laughing about what we must have looked and sounded like as we made the trek from Bart’s to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is still in SoDak. They are going to drive home tomorrow when they are done working. They are so ready to leave they are going to drive through the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, here’s another great event in Carbondale.&lt;a href="http://www.carbondalearts.com/index.cfm?method=c.art&amp;amp;artID=74"&gt; A fashion show fundraiser&lt;/a&gt;.  My mom might enter…with a line of sheet pants! Just makes me smile. She wants me to come down for it...maybe be a model.  You want to go?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-2937881397341216383?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/2937881397341216383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=2937881397341216383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2937881397341216383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2937881397341216383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-girls.html' title='three girls'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3286/3096584771_75ab41bd42_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-805391308828084801</id><published>2008-12-09T14:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:07:07.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fought over any good books lately?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Loved &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/07/fashion/07clubs.html?pagewanted=1&amp;amp;_r=1&amp;amp;emc=eta1"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;...thought you may enjoy too. So much drama...think the new book club will be that way? I guess if it becomes, we could just have a 3-way phone conversation with Marlis...she always has fabulous insight...do I sound like I am trying to hook you guys up again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liking where the Your money book is going so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thank you again for having us this weekend, it was so nice to hang out again (of course wished I could have just walked next door home instead of driving 4 1/2 hours), I wish we would've worked on crafty things, but as you said "Oh, that's so cute you thought we'd have time". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the basement is always open...AND we could really use the help with the rent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I took no pictures, so I thought I'd share my current book club...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277914968036793618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/ST7rsyiM3RI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HV-hSHBrMyc/s400/10+27+08+Mama+Sue+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-805391308828084801?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/805391308828084801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=805391308828084801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/805391308828084801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/805391308828084801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/fought-over-any-good-books-lately.html' title='&quot;Fought over any good books lately?&quot;'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/ST7rsyiM3RI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HV-hSHBrMyc/s72-c/10+27+08+Mama+Sue+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-1355598730375794977</id><published>2008-12-03T10:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:16:51.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it your back?</title><content type='html'>So I thought you might find&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XO6SlTUBA38&amp;amp;eurl=http://manicmommies.com/&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt; interesting, at least from a marketing angle. I guess it's caused all sorts of controversy in the mom-blog world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-1355598730375794977?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/1355598730375794977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=1355598730375794977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1355598730375794977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1355598730375794977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-it-your-back.html' title='Is it your back?'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-2620568423629795319</id><published>2008-12-02T21:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:22:41.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversating without the phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v421/Eclisse/?action=" href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v421/Eclisse/?action=view&amp;amp;current=food005.jpg" target="_blank" current="food005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v421/Eclisse/?action=" href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v421/Eclisse/?action=view&amp;amp;current=food005.jpg" target="_blank" current="food005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does&lt;a href="http://yarnstorm.blogs.com/"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt;make you miss your cupcake phase? I just thought if you hadn't happened upon it I should point it out!&lt;br /&gt;Also, noted all the giveaways and have entered already...I've been "hinting" to Matt &lt;a href="http://lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;Lisa Leaonard Designs&lt;/a&gt; for months...not sure if it's the lack of funds or just disinterest...probably the latter. Hey, I was thinking of coming over this weekend...Westerman's holiday party and Tracy's Shower? Maybe, with gas prices so low, it's almost worth it even for just a day or 2.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm on night 4 of the, let-Dylan-Cry-A-Bit-So-We-Can-All-Get-Some-more-Sleep-Around-Here and she only fussed for about 5 minutes tonight, but I am pretty sure her 2 bottom teeth (need I mention the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQaht_pwghw&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;-unfortunately this will probably be our kids) are coming in in the next day or 2, so I am not so hopeful for a restful night...right now Log is at her door hiccuping and asking for "mor wader", if only this 2 yr old voice would stay...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and hey, look, it's us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275425503274010018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/STYTi3mvBaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uWswQ-u_vNY/s400/image015%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I don't care what you say, I'm the tomato.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I got Your Life or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Your-Money-Life-Transforming-Relationship/dp/0140286780"&gt;Your money&lt;/a&gt; AND &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethgilbert.com/eatpraylove.htm"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/a&gt; for under $10, I thought that was pretty good. I thought it may be one I want to highlight or write notes in, by the way, how do you annotate books/quotes/etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-2620568423629795319?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/2620568423629795319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=2620568423629795319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2620568423629795319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2620568423629795319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/conversating-without-phone.html' title='Conversating without the phone'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/STYTi3mvBaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uWswQ-u_vNY/s72-c/image015%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-8889051068868251226</id><published>2008-12-02T09:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:08:42.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaways'/><title type='text'>Holiday giveaways galore!</title><content type='html'>There are lots of giveaways going on right now on some of our favorite blogs.  Marge, you should get there and comment and register.  Plus, I know you have something cute to share about your babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/a-big-gift-basket-giveaway-for-the-littles-in-your-life/"&gt;Simplemom&lt;/a&gt; has one ending tomorrow and it is a huge package of all kinds of &lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/a-big-gift-basket-giveaway-for-the-littles-in-your-life/"&gt;baby and kid stuff&lt;/a&gt;. There are some very cool companies making some cool stuff. I'm definitely going to check out the music by Swingset Mamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/jewelry-for-moms/#respond"&gt;Simplemom&lt;/a&gt; has another giveaway ending on Friday that is jewelry. One of the pieces if by &lt;a href="http://lisaleonard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa Leonard&lt;/a&gt;. Lisa has had giveaways on all sorts of blogs lately, and I keep registering hoping to win. I love her designs. And the rest of the keepsake jewelry is just lovely. As Simplemom puts it, they would all make the best gifts (for us moms). I emailed Ryan a link to Lisa Leonard's website, now I think I'll just email him this post by Simplemom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soulemama.typepad.com/soulemama/"&gt;Soulamama&lt;/a&gt; has a jewelry giveaway and it sounds like she'll have more coming over the next week or so.  She's so sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-8889051068868251226?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/8889051068868251226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=8889051068868251226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/8889051068868251226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/8889051068868251226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-giveaways-galore.html' title='Holiday giveaways galore!'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-3256060639220380034</id><published>2008-11-30T20:34:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:25:10.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Thankful on Sunday</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday (right close to Halloween and Mexican Independence Day when in Mexico). But really, I love good food and I love cooking and there's not really any other holiday that brings those loves together better. And like Marge says, they are even BETTER with your family and friends.  Having recovered from food and pie coma, here is current my thankful list.&lt;br /&gt;1) My mom and rick and their willingness to drive the 10 hours to get here and to fill the house with fun, lively, yummy spirit.&lt;br /&gt;2) My husband and all his wild hair, sweetness, thoughtfulness and the ability to make me feel beautiful despite my thinning, unbrushed hair, the zits, and the new waistline.  Oh! And he's a great dad and partner in this job of parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;3) My baby is so healthy and beautiful that her pediatrician can't stop exclaiming it during her check-ups.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/STN0ItGUlBI/AAAAAAAAABw/3tvNFx3RFis/s1600-h/IMG_5804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/STN0ItGUlBI/AAAAAAAAABw/3tvNFx3RFis/s400/IMG_5804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274687281474868242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4) That one year ago we had no plans for a baby and had no idea I was pregnant at the time and yet now it feels impossible that she hasn't always been here.&lt;br /&gt;5) My mom for helping me complete a sewing project this weekend (she sewed, she instructed and she held baby while I sewed). Not only are they so comfortable (Marge, you must make a pair), but the complete feeling of having completed a sewing project and loving it is more satisfying that I can describe.&lt;br /&gt;6) My new "sheet" pants. Pattern from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Amy-Butlers-Stitches-Stylish-Projects/dp/0811851591/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1204401062&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amy Butler's In Stitches &lt;/a&gt;and the idea of using a sheet from &lt;a href="http://www.soulemama.com/soulemama/2007/11/favorite-things.html"&gt;Soulemama&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://a-friend-to-knit-with.blogspot.com/2008/09/sheet-pants.html"&gt;A friend to knit with&lt;/a&gt;.  They are so right, these are incredibly comfortable and the sheet is perfect. Plus, I spent $0.75 on the sheet. Maybe these should be called "recession lounge pants".  I want to make another pair.  I want to make everyone a pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/STN0Jag6Z_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/PUtKkQJWlqk/s1600-h/IMG_5819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/STN0Jag6Z_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/PUtKkQJWlqk/s400/IMG_5819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274687293665994738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7) I get to stay home with my little baby. I get to watch her wake up peacefully next to me and spend the mornings with her. Mornings are important, those are her happiest. Which makes sense, after all, we'd all be happier if we got 12 hours of sleep. So I'm glad I get to share those with her rather than someone in childcare get that time. I'm so lucky and thankful for that time.&lt;br /&gt;8) Our little "Billings" tradition of friends coming over after their own family dinners to drink and be merry (and maybe catch a 2nd or 3rd meal) with us. Such a nice way to top off the day and it doesn't involve football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-3256060639220380034?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/3256060639220380034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=3256060639220380034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3256060639220380034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3256060639220380034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-on-sunday.html' title='Thankful on Sunday'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/STN0ItGUlBI/AAAAAAAAABw/3tvNFx3RFis/s72-c/IMG_5804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-2919465829664169209</id><published>2008-11-29T15:33:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:55:56.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort</title><content type='html'>So I am guiltily hangin' out in my jammies ALL DAY LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sue and Dan gratefully delivered &lt;a href="http://www.bernicesbakerymt.com/"&gt;my favorite coffee and croissants&lt;/a&gt; this morning before heading back to Billings, I spent over 2 hours on the web cam with my entire family this morning from Seattle, and for the past few hours I have been cuddling in bed with Dylan, letting her breastfeed and laugh and devoting ALL my attention to her (OK at least until I started writing this post). Why, you ask, is this laden with guilt? because I am biting the bullet and trying to wean her from night feedings tonight so that we both can try to sleep more than 45 min at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wish me luck. As she giggles herself silly on my boob right now, all I can think is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry DD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274300421225595506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/STIUSeXYQnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e_Guc1mezEw/s400/DSC04980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'm sorry you're kicked out of the bed, I'm sorry you are so cuddly, I'm sorry you would rather just suck on my boob all day long, I'm sorry you're sister beats on you after lowering my guard with kisses, I'm sorry you still require boob to lull you back to sleep, I'm sorry that with each passing day I realize this may be the last time I will experience {insert wonderful baby things} , I'm sorry that other people will let you down in life, and most of all I am sorry if I EVER hurt your feelings (especially tonight) ...know that mommy always loves you and this too shall pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-2919465829664169209?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/2919465829664169209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=2919465829664169209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2919465829664169209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2919465829664169209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-is-nothing-like-staying-at-home.html' title='There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/STIUSeXYQnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e_Guc1mezEw/s72-c/DSC04980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-1849494303681642354</id><published>2008-11-27T13:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:34:29.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Talkin' Turkey</title><content type='html'>As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.&lt;br /&gt;— John Fitzgerald Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;As I wait patiently for my first Turkey (free-range from the Hooterites) at 2 pm on Thanksgiving, this quote strikes me as something to strive for. As much as I pride myself on being greatful to others, I want to make sure that I instill this trait and lead by example for my children.&lt;br /&gt;I also hope I pass onto my children the following about celebrating the holidays:&lt;br /&gt;1) Holidays (and large meals) are ALWAYS better with close family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;2) You can ALWAYS have more than one cook in the kitchen, and take advantage of the wisdom of smarter, more experienced (note I did not say "old" Sal and Sue) chefs.&lt;br /&gt;3) You make the hostess (or host) feel so much better with genuine compliments (thanks Newt).&lt;br /&gt;4) 2 year olds who eat too many chocolate turkeys like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273572367466104066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SS9-IKwiBQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ecipy0EBScc/s400/11+27+08+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;have VERY strange poop (and lots of it!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 9 month old belly laughs are so contagious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6) Never hesitate to call your mom for consult...on anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7) When your husband yearnfully kisses you in the kitchen and wants a little of your time, even if you have a houseful of guests, kiss back passionately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8) Thanksgiving is ALWAYS a time to wear elastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273572851630011970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SS9-kWaM9kI/AAAAAAAAADA/zrfOToUVM-Q/s400/11+27+08+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Holidays! Thanks again to my fantastic in-laws for another enjoyable visit (and for cooking, cleaning, laughing, playing games and mostly just being here)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-1849494303681642354?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/1849494303681642354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=1849494303681642354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1849494303681642354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/1849494303681642354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/talkin-turkey.html' title='Talkin&apos; Turkey'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SS9-IKwiBQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ecipy0EBScc/s72-c/11+27+08+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-7673798342142532941</id><published>2008-11-24T18:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:25:56.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda</title><content type='html'>Why Oh Why did we not have one of&lt;a href="http://uncommongrace.typepad.com/uncommongrace/2008/09/blessingway-for-meghan.html"&gt; these&lt;/a&gt; with our first children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whomever gets prego again, we're organizin' one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-7673798342142532941?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/7673798342142532941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=7673798342142532941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/7673798342142532941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/7673798342142532941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/coulda-woulda-shoulda.html' title='Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-9189662578341925949</id><published>2008-11-24T14:17:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:39:25.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids food'/><title type='text'>things I've loved this week</title><content type='html'>My sling. This has been the key to being a single mom for a week. I love all my baby carriers (must do a post about these in the future) but this week it's been my simple sling. I got it from &lt;a href="http://macsaks.com/Home_Page.html"&gt;Macsaks&lt;/a&gt;, she's right here in Billings. I plop Mali in it, then we hang laundry or more likely walk the dogs. I also LOVE it for running errands when driving. She and I are getting quite good at getting her in it.  Amazing what a difference neck control makes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__997v-oXYoA/SSw2xYL-P5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q9e4EllLwZ0/s1600-h/IMG_5720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__997v-oXYoA/SSw2xYL-P5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q9e4EllLwZ0/s400/IMG_5720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272649485678165906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into coffee again. I love the taste, the color, the temperature and the comfort it brings. I tried caffeine one day. whoa...bad idea. Decaf it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The library. I've checked out movies, music for Mali, and books of course. Plus, it's perfect walking distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/"&gt;Smitten Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;'s entries this week. She talks about pie crust today.  I now don't care what we have for dinner, I can only think of are pies and tarts. I'm wavering between this &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/11/nutmeg-maple-cream-pie/"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; or this &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/10/cranberry-caramel-and-almond-tart/"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;. Is there a reason not to do both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are coming this week for Thanksgiving. I'm looking forward to having them here and having them gush all over Mali. Friends will likely come over after dinner and hopefully we'll play some games.  Maybe we'll put the phone on speaker so Matt can play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-9189662578341925949?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/9189662578341925949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=9189662578341925949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/9189662578341925949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/9189662578341925949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-ive-loved-this-week.html' title='things I&apos;ve loved this week'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__997v-oXYoA/SSw2xYL-P5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q9e4EllLwZ0/s72-c/IMG_5720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-602143191351088672</id><published>2008-11-23T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:18:47.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Killin' Things</title><content type='html'>Logan ("2 minutes" old) has been into EVERYTHING these days. She loves all books, she wants to do everything, have everything, and make EVERYTHING hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Daddy comes home from hunting and is telling her all about it and after he is done, she looks very serious for a while and then gets up and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need go, I go" and walks out her bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Daddy asks "Where are you going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she pipes up "I need go hunting, right now. I go to Zoo to go hunting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess our little animal rights activist has a few things to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope she doesn't try to take out our resident Lion...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272096200158569714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSo_j7AjZPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yYcZ3xFErtU/s400/11+20+08+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-602143191351088672?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/602143191351088672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=602143191351088672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/602143191351088672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/602143191351088672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/killin-things.html' title='Killin&apos; Things'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSo_j7AjZPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yYcZ3xFErtU/s72-c/11+20+08+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-2017481258647788662</id><published>2008-11-23T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:16:40.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Cut me off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mikeadamick.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, in an effort to let Erica live her "work-at-home" life by not calling 7 times a day or clogging up her gmail, since we have this blog I will utilize it for communication. No more instant gratification of feedback of a phone call, or laughter at a Logan-said-this story, or private musings on private email...if it's directed at Erica it's posted here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least today I am sayin' it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my favorite daily event we would be sharing if we still lived next door...OMG, the girls could soon all do this together with the Dads and you and I could go out....&lt;br /&gt;When are you moving here again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271963275906938322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSnGqtlWddI/AAAAAAAAACI/c6ZMKmxtDaI/s400/11+20+08+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So E, check out &lt;a href="http://mikeadamick.com/"&gt;this guy's blog&lt;/a&gt;..H I L A R I O U S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I have a FABULOUS crafty project that I am going to try as soon as Matt gets back from killing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it goes well, I will post it...it's even my own idea, I didn't steal it from anyone (although I am SURE its been done before)! It will solve SO many dilemmas I am facing right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What can I give my kids for Christmas with no money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How do I still let Dylan chew on books, but prevent her from choking on soggy bits of board book corners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What do I do with all these Tshirts I have been hoarding from my life over the past 20 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How do I add a little arts-and-crafts time to my daily grind that I would be proud of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Even though MY life revolves around my girls right now, how do I nicely, creatively show them that mommy is her own person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What would be some heirloom gifts my children could enjoy forever? And maybe even my grandchildren (0r is that too much to ask)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I need more rags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that doesn't give it away, stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-2017481258647788662?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/2017481258647788662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=2017481258647788662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2017481258647788662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/2017481258647788662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/cut-me-off.html' title='Cut me off!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSnGqtlWddI/AAAAAAAAACI/c6ZMKmxtDaI/s72-c/11+20+08+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-6676050917369286883</id><published>2008-11-18T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:10:48.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new hair, chocolate and gettin crafty</title><content type='html'>Got my hair cut again (relatively rare experience as I usually wait 4-6 months). I'm happy with it...however I have yet to wash out the cute curls she put in when she styled it. We'll see tomorrow - assuming I get a shower in. Here are the curls.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SSOaZs6Rn7I/AAAAAAAAABI/VB-K_KZevqY/s1600-h/IMG_5682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SSOaZs6Rn7I/AAAAAAAAABI/VB-K_KZevqY/s320/IMG_5682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270225755296604082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized today that I've been devouring chocolate over the last few months. Luckily we are on a tight budget so it doesn't always end up in the shopping cart. But my dear hubby likes to surprise me...with ice cream.  During my pregnancy all I craved was fruit and if I wanted ice cream, it had to be fruit flavored.  Now, it's completely opposite. While the abundance of fruit would still be good for me, I've moved onto to the chocolate. And chocolate ice cream is where it's at.  This is my &lt;a href="http://juliesorganic.com/"&gt;favorite brand&lt;/a&gt; (really, try the chocolate sometime) but B&amp;amp;J's works in a pinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SSOd3jCFmPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RjU4mGgnA4Y/s1600-h/IMG_5698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SSOd3jCFmPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RjU4mGgnA4Y/s400/IMG_5698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270229566575974642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I completed the first crafty/art project I've done in a long time.  And, this one has a great story.  First, I was completely inspired by &lt;a href="http://annamariahorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna Marie Horner&lt;/a&gt;, here's her demonstration on &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/portal/site/mslo/menuitem.79cd0d4bac77d1611e3bf410b5900aa0/?vgnextoid=53ea4d60fd436110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD&amp;amp;vgnextfmt=default"&gt;Martha&lt;/a&gt;.  Sometime last July I went and bought the supplies and then used fabric from my stash.  The funny part is that I stretched the fabric and painted on the Mod Podge on the night of July 16th.  I was in the finally weeks of my pregnancy and the desire to nest and create was incredible. It was ALL I could think about.  I remember, Ryan was out of town, so it was the perfect time clutter up the table with my new project.  Little did I know that at 3am July 17th (a mere 6 hours after stretching the fabric) my water would break and the birth of my baby would begin.  Needless to say, that little canvas of stretched fabric was put away and I only just got it out and finally finished it.  (Yes, Ryan had to clean the table of my project mess...but I had a great excuse!)  The plan is to do a few different critters and hang them in Mali's room.  But, we'll take it one day and one project at a time.  For now, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SSOgKZKobDI/AAAAAAAAABY/Z7-aBk-fPMA/s1600-h/IMG_5695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SSOgKZKobDI/AAAAAAAAABY/Z7-aBk-fPMA/s400/IMG_5695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270232089368226866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are two coats of paint and you can still see the fabric underneath. I clearly need different/thicker/better paint. I should email Anna and find out her preferred paint. For now though, I'm pleased.  P.S. It's a robin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-6676050917369286883?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/6676050917369286883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=6676050917369286883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6676050917369286883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/6676050917369286883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-hair-chocolate-and-gettin-crafty.html' title='new hair, chocolate and gettin crafty'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SSOaZs6Rn7I/AAAAAAAAABI/VB-K_KZevqY/s72-c/IMG_5682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-3294744444080907893</id><published>2008-11-18T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:37:37.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Love many, trust a few, and always paddle your own canoe</title><content type='html'>Ah, what's not to like about breastfeeding...OK, the embarrassing tell-tale wet spots on your favorite shirt during a staff meeting, the painful initial let down and engorgement, the corset-like bras...but then, there are the loving little touches and exchanges between you and your little one, the sweet relief of let down after you've waited a bit too long to feed, and the fact that it's always the RIGHT amount, RIGHT temperature and it comes in such nice packaging! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then you find a bra like the one I got today, and you wanna keep breastfeeding just so you have an excuse to keep wearing it! Jane's Bra Top from &lt;a href="http://http//www.bluecanoe.com/e-store/prod_details.asp?pcid=3101632436589&amp;amp;pcatid=3101629411057&amp;amp;pid=3111818359960"&gt;Blue Canoe&lt;/a&gt;...Made in the USA, organically grown cotton, eco-friendly dyes...are you salivating yet E? It's SO comfy, and just the pull-to-the-side kind which I have to say I like better than the confining military-style clips and clasps...I may even wear it to bed! And it came with some organic cotton pads that I will pass on if I don't wind up using them. But I would have to say, my ABSOLUTE favorite thing about breastfeeding is that this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSNL1rtZwcI/AAAAAAAAABg/WNkSmsShAio/s1600-h/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270139374591918530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSNL1rtZwcI/AAAAAAAAABg/WNkSmsShAio/s320/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns into this...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSNNQObw14I/AAAAAAAAABo/0oorAZZjvq0/s1600-h/10+15+08+From+Nani+and+Papa+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270140930101401474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSNNQObw14I/AAAAAAAAABo/0oorAZZjvq0/s320/10+15+08+From+Nani+and+Papa+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and the fact you can justify the 800 extra calories per day...Hey, I needed all those donuts just to keep up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-3294744444080907893?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/3294744444080907893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=3294744444080907893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3294744444080907893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/3294744444080907893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-many-trust-few-and-always-paddle.html' title='Love many, trust a few, and always paddle your own canoe'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SSNL1rtZwcI/AAAAAAAAABg/WNkSmsShAio/s72-c/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-8837868266694190875</id><published>2008-11-16T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:43:26.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Staying put</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ericaplusryan/3037441100/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3004/3037441100_e9976dbf91.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ericaplusryan/3037441100/"&gt;out&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ericaplusryan/"&gt;Erica and Ryan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am, sitting in my &lt;a href="http://www.la-z-boy.com/furniture/customize.aspx?pid=12"&gt;chair&lt;/a&gt;. I sit a lot more than before. Which makes me so glad we have this great comfy chair. And, this is what I do in my chair.  After a day full of short naps, sometimes the only thing I can do to make sure she gets some rest is hold her.  Not a bad job. At all.  In fact, I've never had a better job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's also improved the dexterity of my left hand. I now type with one hand, eat with my left hand, take photos and even download them.  It all happens right here, in my captains chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I need to hurry up and go to sleep. Sleep while she sleeps right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-8837868266694190875?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/8837868266694190875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=8837868266694190875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/8837868266694190875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/8837868266694190875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/staying-put.html' title='Staying put'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014315763202468143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0kZOSzRpp4/SR4NlF1cFMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qP4uJSpra9g/S220/IMG_5056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3004/3037441100_e9976dbf91_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517292962111946108.post-7567488186700301032</id><published>2008-11-14T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:40:20.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Here We Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4ZF-pDOoI/AAAAAAAAABY/qsYjeko4ShE/s1600-h/103008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268676204575275650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4ZF-pDOoI/AAAAAAAAABY/qsYjeko4ShE/s320/103008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the place it all started...well, at least the reason behind falling in love with my "hot Daddy" (that's a story for another time), enticing him to Seattle, pulling up roots and moving back to Montana, and therefore meeting and gradually forming such a tight bond with "Erita and Ry" (I like to quote a lot...usually how my 2 yr old pronounces things, but also others' speeches). So 10 years ago this past month, I joined this wierd (but hot) guy on the Big Hole, and over the course of the long weekend went from being attracted to him, to wanted to share my life with him. I talked our mutal friends into driving me out there and we showed up after dark to a guy sitting in a crazy creek with his headlamp on (but not turned on), no fire, just some stories about how there was a bear in the camp earlier...What? But as he peeled back layers of himself, I realized, you get what you get with this guy and he was generally interested in Old George's stories of the Big Hole over the past 30 years, he checked in with his mom on a regular basis...oh, and that he must love fishing, since he dropped out of that semester of school (he was paying for on his own) cause the "fishing was just too good". Needless to say, we were destened to move back to Montana...it wound up being Billings first (supposed to be for 6 months, but after 2 properties, a dog, a kid and a business it was 5 years later) where we lived next door to 2 sets of fabulous neighbors...you know the kind that you pinch yourself, cause you are so lucky to be able to share your lives with people you like so close? That you never had to "go out" anymore and dinners, BBQ's, Parties, campaigns, and just plain helping each other was more fun with them than without? Well, that was Erica and Ryan and when we relocated to Missoula, they are one of the big things we miss. So E and I can hopefully stay in touch through this site and pretend that we're still 2 secs from each other. A month ago, we met at the infamous Big Hole for our annual trip and while things had changed greatly in 10 years (lots of diapers, kids, more food, less bar, more sleeping, less drinking), some things never will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4XOADudKI/AAAAAAAAABI/dg4pHVzCneY/s1600-h/103008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268674143371293858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4XOADudKI/AAAAAAAAABI/dg4pHVzCneY/s320/103008+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1517292962111946108-7567488186700301032?l=greenpicketfences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/feeds/7567488186700301032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1517292962111946108&amp;postID=7567488186700301032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/7567488186700301032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1517292962111946108/posts/default/7567488186700301032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenpicketfences.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08983357036362868454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4QjrsmMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bYzhwgjmIf4/S220/From+Mom+and+Dad+7+2008+009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WuNfjOrFMw/SR4ZF-pDOoI/AAAAAAAAABY/qsYjeko4ShE/s72-c/103008+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
