<?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-30501410</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:03:28.827-08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Praise'/><category term='Frugal Ideas'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='WFMW'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Domesticity'/><category term='Theology'/><title type='text'>Laugh Lines</title><subtitle type='html'>.....Laughing at the days to come.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-4855523456478320498</id><published>2008-08-10T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:56:14.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Stories</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking a lot about stories lately. Mostly of the personal kind. I think I heard someone say that this postmodern era is defined by stories and post modern people really identify with things told in a narrative fashion. I really don't think it is something only common with postmodernism. It is common with all humanity across all cultures and all time. That is why there is folk tales in all cultures, bedtime stories we tell our children, libraries full of books, and people watching the 11:00 news. We want to hear stories. We want to know other peoples stories.&lt;br /&gt;My mom died June 30. For the past few years I have been trying to figure out her story. On her death certificate the cause of death was stated as kidney failure. It's never that simple. I would say the cause of death was alcohol, but it is not that simple either. She died a long painful death and a short peaceful one. I think there was a part of her that was dying since she was a teenager. Dying for attention, dying to be a star, dying for meaning to her life. She once told me she started getting drunk when she was 16. I think the last time was a few months ago when she almost got evicted from her assisted living home.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading &lt;em&gt;The Horse and His Boy &lt;/em&gt; by C.S. Lewis this past week to my family. In chapter 11 Aslan revealed himself to Shasta and Shasta begins asking questions about himself and things that have happened in his life. Aslan answers him. When Shasta begins asking questions about his travelling companion Aravis, Aslan replies; "Child,..... I am telling you your story, not hers. I tell no one any story but their own."&lt;br /&gt;This resonated in me about my mom's story. I will never fully know her story. I know some of her story, mostly the parts that have affected my own story. But I will not know her own story. The one God wrote for her. &lt;br /&gt;I believe that she is in Heaven, dying no longer, fully alive and worshiping our King. While she was living I struggled with whether or not she was saved. Conversations before her death lead me to believe that she knew Jesus as her savior. I struggle with answers to questions about her addictions and why she continued in them even though they brought so much pain. Was the pain of sobriety so much worse? I won't ever have that answer because it is not my story. &lt;br /&gt;I have come to realise that loving Jesus and living the story that He is writing for me is all that I can do. I can appreciate, grieve with, laugh with others stories, but I can not know them or live them.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my mom. I will miss the times we had together and the times we didn't &lt;br /&gt;have because of her drinking. But I have the hope of seeing her again. Fully healed of pain and worshiping Christ forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-4855523456478320498?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/4855523456478320498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=4855523456478320498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4855523456478320498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4855523456478320498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2008/08/stories.html' title='Stories'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-3469757952453618867</id><published>2007-06-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T08:22:29.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frugal Ideas'/><title type='text'>Frugal Summer Entertaining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmA4GdXYwRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yLRPfDrgdfo/s1600-h/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmA4GdXYwRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yLRPfDrgdfo/s320/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071114864032268562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always fun to get together with friends and family in the summer. It doesn't have to cost a lot to host a BBQ at your home. Our main menu is pretty simple and usually consists of potato salad (inexpensive if made at home, homemade baked or slow cooked beans, and hot dogs and or hamburgers. I usually make the salad and beans the day before if I can. I let guests bring a dish if they offer, such as fruit or chips. Lemonade is an inexpensive beverage. An even healthier option is just to add lemon or limes to ice water. It looks really pretty in a glass carafe.  For dessert my favorite is strawberry shortcake.  If you pick your own strawberries and make your own shortcake it isn't too expensive.  Popsicles are a fun alternative.  Have the kids make their own from juice. For cute and reusable summer dinner ware check JoAnne Fabrics if you have one in your area. They often mark things way down around the 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to host at home, why not invite other families to a nearby park? Maybe for a dessert potluck instead of a full  meal. &lt;br /&gt;There are many ways to show hospitality with out wearing ourselves out or costing a lot. I have been shown the best hospitality by people who don't have a lot of material things but do have a lot of love. The important part is hospitality and fellowship. &lt;br /&gt;Check out more Frugal Friday ideas &lt;a href="http://www.biblicalwomanhood.com/blog.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-3469757952453618867?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/3469757952453618867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=3469757952453618867' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/3469757952453618867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/3469757952453618867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/06/frugal-summer-entertaining.html' title='Frugal Summer Entertaining'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmA4GdXYwRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yLRPfDrgdfo/s72-c/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-774220728131294760</id><published>2007-06-01T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T07:55:04.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pictures of Our Garden</title><content type='html'>My wonderful sister-in-law let me use her camera to get some beginning of summer pictures of our garden.  Hopefully I will take some end of summer pictures with my own digital camera.  Anyways... here are some photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our vegetable garden (&lt;a href="http://www.squarefootgardening.com/"&gt;Square Foot method&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAwQtXYwOI/AAAAAAAAABc/d3vfv5d1-68/s1600-h/DSCN0085%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAwQtXYwOI/AAAAAAAAABc/d3vfv5d1-68/s320/DSCN0085%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071106244032905442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flower garden in the front of the house.  We removed the all the grass in front last year to cut back on mowing.  It's strange, but both my husband and I would rather weed by hand than mow the a lawn.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAu7tXYwLI/AAAAAAAAABE/LNhKWfX_qg4/s1600-h/DSCN0082%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAu7tXYwLI/AAAAAAAAABE/LNhKWfX_qg4/s320/DSCN0082%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071104783744024754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAu9NXYwMI/AAAAAAAAABM/15AdRTudcLs/s1600-h/DSCN0081%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAu9NXYwMI/AAAAAAAAABM/15AdRTudcLs/s320/DSCN0081%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071104809513828546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAu_dXYwNI/AAAAAAAAABU/PLlwjUp8-Nk/s1600-h/DSCN0083%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAu_dXYwNI/AAAAAAAAABU/PLlwjUp8-Nk/s320/DSCN0083%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071104848168534226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAyWNXYwPI/AAAAAAAAABk/rBCMHEYWEn4/s1600-h/DSCN0079%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAyWNXYwPI/AAAAAAAAABk/rBCMHEYWEn4/s320/DSCN0079%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071108537545441522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAyX9XYwQI/AAAAAAAAABs/dQMXPbhYe28/s1600-h/DSCN0078%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAyX9XYwQI/AAAAAAAAABs/dQMXPbhYe28/s320/DSCN0078%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071108567610212610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-774220728131294760?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/774220728131294760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=774220728131294760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/774220728131294760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/774220728131294760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-pictures-of-our-garden.html' title='Some Pictures of Our Garden'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RmAwQtXYwOI/AAAAAAAAABc/d3vfv5d1-68/s72-c/DSCN0085%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-8523323954731570237</id><published>2007-06-01T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T07:31:03.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Good Reason to Keep Your Home Chemically Free</title><content type='html'>I was getting ready yesterday and came very close to actually spraying my hair with Oust! I usually don't keep such strong deodorizers in the home, but when I had "all day sickness" the certain smell of certain things (namely certain shoes and slippers) made me take some radical action. I Ousted it! So then a couple of weeks ago I was in a &lt;a href="http://theamazonstewarts.blogspot.com/2007/05/mops-and-sinks.html"&gt;certain skit&lt;/a&gt; that required Aqua Net. I don't think I have used aerosol hairspray since the '80's (for good reason...if you saw the picture I linked to). Well now both cans of household chemicals reside in my bathroom (appropriate place). When I needed a little coif control yesterday I grabbed what I thought was the Aqua Net and thankfully my eyesight hasn't deteriorated anymore than it already has, realized right before applying pressure to said canister that it was the Oust! I guess it wasn't that severe of a problem, my hair would have smelled about the same as with the Aqua Net. I guess really I just thought it would be fun to blog about and give me an excuse to link to my beautiful Vanna-esque picture. Thanks for indulging me here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-8523323954731570237?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/8523323954731570237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=8523323954731570237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8523323954731570237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8523323954731570237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-good-reason-to-keep-your-home.html' title='Another Good Reason to Keep Your Home Chemically Free'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-4295191459560953115</id><published>2007-05-28T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T12:16:51.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>If any one that might come across this blog either serves/has served in the military or has close family that serves/has served, I want to say a deep thank you.  Thank you for allowing God to use you in this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-4295191459560953115?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/4295191459560953115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=4295191459560953115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4295191459560953115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4295191459560953115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-2908345333558815546</id><published>2007-05-28T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T12:14:22.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domesticity'/><title type='text'>How to Boil Eggs</title><content type='html'>Randomness will always prevail (in as much as my blog posts go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the secret to great boiled eggs. You probably do too. But in case you don't, I would like to share this secret. My family and I were blessed when I was given this information by a dear friend. No more green, rubbery centers for our boiled eggs. I think this is definite Titus 2 knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put eggs in pot and cover with water.  Add a little salt to help keep shells from cracking.  Bring to boil.  When water boils, turn off burner and cover with lid.  Set timer for 20 minutes. When timers goes off, remove eggs from heat and rinse with cold water.  Voila! As near as perfect boiled egg as you can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall go and make egg salad sandwiches for all (all of my family that is).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-2908345333558815546?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/2908345333558815546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=2908345333558815546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2908345333558815546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2908345333558815546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-boil-eggs.html' title='How to Boil Eggs'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-7267627468371991188</id><published>2007-05-26T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T21:23:35.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Yummy Blogs</title><content type='html'>My husband is out tonight.  The kids are tucked in.  I haven't been on the computer lately, so I pulled up a chocolate bar and went in search for beautiful blogs.  I found some alright and would like to share with anyone who might visit here.  This first blog is a beautiful one, if you like flowers, which I do.  The author is in England and there is something so romantic about English Gardens.  I nannied for a short (shorter than planned) time in England and I like to visit &lt;a href="http://posy.typepad.com/posy/"&gt;posy&lt;/a&gt; to get inspiration and reminisce a little.  When I see her photos, it really makes me hope I get a digital camera soon.  She is a great photographer.&lt;br /&gt;Watch out if you are on a diet and do not proceed to next blog: &lt;a href="http://cupcakeblog.com/"&gt;cupcakeblog&lt;/a&gt;.  Y-U-M-M-Y!  I think this will be my new summer project.  Baking and tasting new cupcake creations.  Wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-7267627468371991188?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/7267627468371991188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=7267627468371991188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/7267627468371991188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/7267627468371991188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/yummy-blogs.html' title='Yummy Blogs'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-2511943310604925725</id><published>2007-05-19T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T15:08:36.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Husband Encouragement Challenge For Wives</title><content type='html'>Take a look at &lt;a href="http://www.reviveourhearts.com/pdf/30DayChallenge.pdf"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  I think Nancy Leigh DeMoss is a very wise woman and she has put out a step by step example of how to encourage our husbands (I generally need step by step examples for most things).  I originally found the link at &lt;a href="http://reflectionsofaprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reflections of a Princess &lt;/a&gt;blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviveourhearts.com/pdf/30DayChallenge.pdf"&gt;http://www.reviveourhearts.com/pdf/30DayChallenge.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-2511943310604925725?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/2511943310604925725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=2511943310604925725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2511943310604925725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2511943310604925725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/30-day-husband-encouragement-challeng.html' title='30 Day Husband Encouragement Challenge For Wives'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-5497268898372447495</id><published>2007-05-17T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:39:11.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>A dear friend asked if I decided not to blog anymore because I haven't posted in a while. It may seem that way, especially considering the content of my last post. The truth is in the spring it is harder for me to want to be in front of the computer. Most of my extra energy is in the garden and playing outside with the children. I really wish I had a digital camera because I would like to share some pictures and keep a photo journal of sorts of my growing garden. Anyone heard of any good, cheap digital cameras? &lt;br /&gt;We are also looking at ways to cut our budget back a bit more for a while to catch up in some other financial areas and canceling the Internet may be an option. Anyone blog with free dial-up connection? How's that for you? &lt;br /&gt;So, I may or may not blog very much this summer. We will just have to see how it goes. Now....I am off to go weed the garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-5497268898372447495?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/5497268898372447495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=5497268898372447495' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5497268898372447495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5497268898372447495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-5992050606610664945</id><published>2007-05-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:07:15.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Conversations Of Blogging</title><content type='html'>I ran across &lt;a href="http://spunkyhomeschool.blogspot.com/search?q=sproul"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post (scroll down to May 3, 2005 "Blogging about Blogging") from two years ago by Spunky Homeschooler (who is no longer blogging). For those of us new to blogging this is new stuff to consider. Those that have been blogging for a while may have already come across this. I like to ponder information and opinions and both her post and comments and  &lt;a href="http://highlands.gospelcom.net/journals/hsc/2005_04_01_archive.html#111404983655567554"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post by R.C. Sproul that she references have important ideas to consider.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-5992050606610664945?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/5992050606610664945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=5992050606610664945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5992050606610664945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5992050606610664945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/old-conversations-of-blogging.html' title='Old Conversations Of Blogging'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-2443530246630877546</id><published>2007-05-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T07:38:48.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;All mothers have a peculiar place in the divine economy.  Who can tell the far-reaching effects of a godly mother's prayers, counsel, and example?  The most hardened men melt when reminded of a good mother, no matter how far they have strayed from her precepts&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;-H.A. Ironside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-2443530246630877546?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/2443530246630877546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=2443530246630877546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2443530246630877546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2443530246630877546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/eternal-economy.html' title='Eternal Economy'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-4049457780641273979</id><published>2007-05-07T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T19:56:08.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mudpiestodragonflies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Totally Scrappy &lt;/a&gt; at Mudpies to Dragonflies (cute name, huh?) tagged me with a "7 things not universally known about me" meme. I have never been tagged yet for anything. Wow. I hope I don't mess up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dog hair is the bane of my existence. We have a long haired, big, black dog. I need to vaccuum twice a day if I don't want to see dog hair balled up on the floor. I vacuum once at least so it doesn't end up in our food. My second bane is my son's hermit crab that tries to escape from his cage nightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. These days I get joy from watching my 18 month old little guy wearing snow boots around the house that are about 10 sizes too big. Especially if he is in just his diaper and the snow boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a hard time being crafty/arsty and talking at the same time. So if I go to parties that involve a craft I usually have to choose whether I will be social or do a project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love drinking ice water out of a Nalgene bottle. It tastes better to me than out of a glass and when I finish a whole bottle I feel that I have accomplished something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to read. I usually read a book too quick and forget many facts. Lately I have joined with other ladies for book clubs. I alway feel dumb after we get together because I can't remember all the details that they do. I usually just remember the emotional things that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love to garden and see plants and flower produce. It is like giving birth (without the screaming) to see the fruits of my labor. However, when August comes I like things to be on cruise control in the garden because I am usually burned out putting work into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to be able to share my faith with others, but is scares me something fierce. When I want to share about Christ with non-believers I usually get real light headed because I take shallow breaths and and even start to shake a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tag Kristine at &lt;a href="http://mamaarcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;MamaArcher's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Visit her to see what she posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-4049457780641273979?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/4049457780641273979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=4049457780641273979' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4049457780641273979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4049457780641273979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-8216891758081911237</id><published>2007-05-04T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T07:42:15.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Busters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjtFywHGIeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cKSWR2dsLUs/s1600-h/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjtFywHGIeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cKSWR2dsLUs/s200/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060715344491323874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently was made aware of the idea of pant extenders for those first few months of "not quite big enough for maternity pants....not wearing my normal jeans". Maybe everyone else already new about this. It would save money on buying in between maternity pants. I heard they where at Motherhood but I also found &lt;a href="http://www.bumpersmaternity.com.au/content/view/15/30/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site. Not quite as frugal as I like....Hey, I bet I could make my own! For more Frugal Friday visit &lt;a href="http://www.biblicalwomanhood.com/blog.htm"&gt;Biblical Womanhood&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-8216891758081911237?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/8216891758081911237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=8216891758081911237' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8216891758081911237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8216891758081911237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/belly-busters_04.html' title='Belly Busters'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjtFywHGIeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cKSWR2dsLUs/s72-c/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-1561958354969611785</id><published>2007-05-03T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T07:44:02.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I get overwhelmed looking at others blogs. I think "Wow! Could I ever possibly articulate myself as well as that?" Or "How did they get all those awesome links?" or "how did they get those graphics"? (by the way, if you can help me with any of those....feel free to comment)  But I enjoy blogging, and I tell myself it isn't for anyone in particular but myself (although I can't deny that I let out a small squeal when I get a comment because it makes me feel slightly a little more loved and because I hope to have conversations on my blog). I am excited about the possible conversations yet to be had by people I would never meet except if it wasn't for blogging. I love the mom blog thing and marvel at the voice we have on the Internet (June Cleaver would have a blog). I think it challenges me to be more real, which is always good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just have to remind myself to take baby steps and not get scared off because we all have to start somewhere, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-1561958354969611785?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/1561958354969611785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=1561958354969611785' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/1561958354969611785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/1561958354969611785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-5761396044823860299</id><published>2007-05-03T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:44:26.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Heavenward</title><content type='html'>I recently finished the book &lt;em&gt;Stepping Heavenward by Elizabeth Prentiss&lt;/em&gt;. It was so beautiful and greatly effected how I think upon God's Sovereignty. I have been trying to write a post on it, but it would be one of those long ones that I probably wouldn't be able to say what I really meant. I ran onto another ladies post about the book that was excellent. I want to link to it&lt;a href="http://perennialwonder.wordpress.com/2007/04/02/lessons-from-stepping-heavenward/"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;in hopes that many more will read it. Like I would of said in high school if asked to give an oral report in English class...."ummm....yeah, what she said!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-5761396044823860299?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/5761396044823860299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=5761396044823860299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5761396044823860299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5761396044823860299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/stepping-heavenward.html' title='Stepping Heavenward'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-2081647397755614051</id><published>2007-05-02T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:47:30.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Works For Me Wednesday Birthday Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjikGAHGIdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/u6MMBp0Layo/s1600-h/wfmwheader%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjikGAHGIdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/u6MMBp0Layo/s200/wfmwheader%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059974604366684626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week at &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/"&gt;Rocks In My Dryer&lt;/a&gt; it is WFMW Birthday Edition. So I started to think of any different birthday things I have done in the past. &lt;br /&gt;When my son turned 4 and we started having a few friends at parties, we asked the friends to bring a picture/drawing for a birthday present. I included a photo of my son in the invitation that they could use to incorporate into their artwork, sort of a mix media thing. I took the artwork and put it into a 3 ring binder along with photos of the party. I wrote a letter to my son about the year he just completed and looking forward to the adventures he would have the next year. It became a Birthday Book that he enjoys looking at still. I intended to do this more, but we all know about good intentions.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-2081647397755614051?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/' title='Works For Me Wednesday Birthday Edition'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/2081647397755614051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=2081647397755614051' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2081647397755614051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2081647397755614051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/works-for-me-wednesday-birthday-edition.html' title='Works For Me Wednesday Birthday Edition'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjikGAHGIdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/u6MMBp0Layo/s72-c/wfmwheader%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-8757475472567365385</id><published>2007-05-01T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T13:20:45.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise'/><title type='text'>Desires Of My Heart</title><content type='html'>Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart. Psalm 37:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this verse. He has blessed me many times with the desires of my heart. I just want to share what desires He has blessed me with lately. I have had a great deal of spring fever lately. I always feel a little couped up after winter and combine that with the sickness of the early weeks of pregnancy,chasing a busy 18 month old around and trying to keep reign on my 6 and 7 year old's "spring fever", I have had the desire for a little retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend of mine just recently went on a cruise and when I saw&lt;br /&gt;her photos I just wanted to be where she was, on a beach, next to a pool, in the sunshine. A cruise is probably not going to happen anytime soon and logistically I just don't think I could tackle that type of retreat. I have been praying for some fun and refreshment around home though. This past week the Lord has really answered my prayers. I feel as if He has planned a retreat for me with all my needs in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday I had the opportunity to attend a fundraiser for the local pro-life pregnancy center because the church I attend was hosting a table. It was at a beautiful hotel with a wonderful luncheon. The best part was to get to listen to the speakers. I love mothering and homemaking, but sometimes my head gets so involved in home life that I miss the opportunity to be challenged about putting my faith into action in other ways as well. It was refreshing to hear what is happening nationally in the pro-life arena and locally in our city as well. I walked away challenged and refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday our homeschool support group planned a field trip at a wildlife refuge. I haven't been hiking in nature for a while. I got to be refreshed in God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I took the kids to a local museum where they had a dinosaur exhibit and lots of activities for the kids. This was fun for all of us. While I was there, I saw an old friend. We where talking about how she was involved with a benefit art night for a local community project we had both been involved in. I had made the comment that I had received the invitation but do to budget cut backs (ha,ha) couldn't go. She told me that her mother in law had said that if she new anyone who couldn't afford to attend, that she would love to buy their ticket. I was that person. That night I went to a lovely art night where artists helped the attendees make art. There were wonderful desserts and gourmet snacks. I got to sit for 2 1/2 hours designing gourds, making prints, and refreshing my creative side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday at church a friend invited me to go with her (as her guest)&lt;br /&gt;next Monday to a Homeschooling mothers "Oasis" (as the invitation reads).  It is hosted by a veteran homeschooling mom.  She is an author and has arranged for a one day retreat to talk about homeschool encouragement and a chance to get a little crafty.  My in-laws even said they would babysit for the day!  I will get a chance to refresh in my job at homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I get to go to coffee with a couple of ladies from my small group at church.  We are all reading the book by Sharon James titled Elizabeth Prentiss: More Love To Thee (a great read).  I will get a chance to refresh in discussion of spiritual things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, I am so teary eyed just to know how well God knows my heart and exactly what I need.  It is so perfectly balanced.  From spiritual/political battles that I am passionate about,nature, art, friends, and homeschooling.  I couldn't have planned a better retreat for myself.  Where could I have gone to get all those topics in one place?  And the best part is...I don't have to leave my family for an extended amount of time.  When we delight in the Lord, He takes care of us in many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-8757475472567365385?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/8757475472567365385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=8757475472567365385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8757475472567365385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8757475472567365385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/05/desires-of-my-heart.html' title='Desires Of My Heart'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-5489659338622369841</id><published>2007-04-27T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T06:40:39.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frugal Friday - Homemade Yogurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjH9JQHGIcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EEPmefnv_bY/s1600-h/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjH9JQHGIcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EEPmefnv_bY/s200/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058102191899156930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago I bought a Yogourmet Yogurt Maker to make my own yogurt. I like our family to eat organic yogurt when possible, and to buy a quart container can cost $3.50 or more. It is hard to find on sale as well. To buy a gallon of organic milk costs me $5.00. So If I am doing my math right, (it is early so I am probably messing this up, but I think it is right) a quart of yogurt costs me $1.25 to make from buying my own milk. It actually costs a little more because I add non-instant milk powder to thicken it. It is good, it tastes like Greek Yogurt, nice and thick and creamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got the Yogourmet maker is costs me $40 new. I think I saved that in the first 8 months or so. Another great feature is that I don't have to worry about how to recycle all those extra containers (we eat a lot of yogurt). For more Frugal Friday visit &lt;a href="http://www.biblicalwomanhood.com/blog.htm"&gt;Biblical Womanhood&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-5489659338622369841?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/5489659338622369841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=5489659338622369841' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5489659338622369841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5489659338622369841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/frugal-friday-homemade-yogurt.html' title='Frugal Friday - Homemade Yogurt'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RjH9JQHGIcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EEPmefnv_bY/s72-c/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-8961609515132988114</id><published>2007-04-26T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:21:32.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modesty</title><content type='html'>I have tried to be modest since I became a Christian and got married to my husband. (Marriage followed shortly after surrendering my life to Christ.) I can't always say that I have been. The biggest reason that I have not always been modest is that I just don't think like a man. Some things that seem comfortable to me are stumbling blocks for a man trying to keep his way pure. When my husband has pointed such things out, I have to admit of a reluctant attitude because what I was wearing was comfortable or because I felt "cute" in it. But, the truth is, there are so many modest alternatives out there that it just should not be a big deal. Especially because I want to be considerate of others. To give us a better perspective, I think it helps to hear how a man might struggle with these things.&lt;br /&gt;This past Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, pastor C.J. Mahaney addressed this issue on Family Life in a series called &lt;a href="http://www.familylife.com/fltoday/broadcast_schedule.asp?past=1"&gt;The Soul of Modesty&lt;/a&gt;. It was eye opening. Also, a good friend of mine sent me this link to &lt;a href="http://www.therebelution.com/modestysurvey/browse"&gt;Rebelution&lt;/a&gt; survey about modesty that was also very informing. I encourage ladies to check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I never thought of was that it is a stumbling block for men when women wear straps from their purses across their body and the strap falls between their chest and accentuates their feminine body parts. See, God made men different. (Hallelujah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;This is one of those things you can look past and get over, but it will, if only for an instant, draw bad attention. It kinda runs along the lines of, 'Light bulb! There's a chest. Alright, get over it, you idiot. She's just wearing a bag with a strap.' At which point you get over it, but often feel a little embarrassed, especially with girls you know because you realise that you've just noticed/thought about their chest. If they, or someone else asked you about it - and you were honest - you'd have to admit that.&lt;/blockquote&gt;  -From a participant in the Rebelution Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you think modesty can't be fashionable, please check out Rebecca's blog at &lt;a href="http://betweenmypeers.com/"&gt;The Space Between My Peers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-8961609515132988114?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/8961609515132988114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=8961609515132988114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8961609515132988114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/8961609515132988114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/modesty.html' title='Modesty'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-848599209975289968</id><published>2007-04-25T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T07:59:14.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WFMW'/><title type='text'>Diligence Dollars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/Ri9suwHGIbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TsJmkl0PDYk/s1600-h/wfmwheader%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/Ri9suwHGIbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TsJmkl0PDYk/s200/wfmwheader%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057380457004802482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created a system for rewards around our house. I use it mostly for homeschooling, but incorporate at other times when I see fit. We call it "diligence dollars". I printed out a small business card size of paper with the title "diligence dollars" and under that included the verse of Proverbs 12:27 "diligence is man's precious possession". When they have showed diligence in completing their schoolwork, they receive one. When they have saved five, they get to "buy" something from a goody basket. It is usually filled with sugar free gum, juice boxes, granola bars, stickers and other small items. They usually have a chance to earn five a day. &lt;br /&gt;We were having some whining issues about doing some things they were not to eager to do (ie: math worksheets and handwriting). This helped to give them incentive to not whine and show a positive character quality. It worked for me! For more Works For Me Wednesday go to &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/"&gt;Rocks In My Dryer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-848599209975289968?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/848599209975289968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=848599209975289968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/848599209975289968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/848599209975289968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-created-system-for-rewards-around-our.html' title='Diligence Dollars'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/Ri9suwHGIbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TsJmkl0PDYk/s72-c/wfmwheader%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-5890042965064433543</id><published>2007-04-24T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:47:45.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underground History of American Education</title><content type='html'>I have wanted to read John Taylor Gatto's book titled The Underground History of American Education. I just finished the prologue. You can read it free, online, &lt;a href="http://www.johntaylorgatto.com/underground/toc1.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can think of right now are how some of the thoughts and questions he poses might relate to school/social violence such that we have just witnessed recently as well of others in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Any thought from anyone else who has read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to get my thoughts in some what working order and attempt to post them later.  Not to victimize criminals, but namely does the institution of education bind people into such a labeled box that they act out in horrific ways?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-5890042965064433543?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.johntaylorgatto.com/underground/toc1.htm' title='Underground History of American Education'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/5890042965064433543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=5890042965064433543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5890042965064433543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5890042965064433543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/underground-history-of-american.html' title='Underground History of American Education'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-329432504514925475</id><published>2007-04-24T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T08:02:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frugal Homeschooling</title><content type='html'>If you are a homeschooler and have issues with spending money on curriculum (and I say "issues" because this covers it all). I have "issues". I want too much, and have too little budget. I have to confess one of the reasons I always wanted to homeschool is that I wanted an excuse to buy books. I was blessed this past year when a friend loaned me all of her first grade curriculum that corresponded with A Well Trained Mind. I just purchased some math curriculum and a few odds and ends. However, I always like to remind myself that homeschooling doesn't have to cost a lot. &lt;a href="http://findingcontentmentinthesuburbs.blogspot.com/2007/04/frugal-homeschooling-tips-tricks-part-1.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a great series from Lindsey at Finding Contentment In The Suburbs about frugal homeschooling. Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-329432504514925475?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://findingcontentmentinthesuburbs.blogspot.com/2007/04/frugal-homeschooling-tips-tricks-part-1.html' title='Frugal Homeschooling'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/329432504514925475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=329432504514925475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/329432504514925475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/329432504514925475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/frugal-homeschooling.html' title='Frugal Homeschooling'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-3405356310575646227</id><published>2007-04-23T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T07:11:55.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Miss My Husband Monday"</title><content type='html'>I always miss my husband when he goes to work on Monday. I miss him most other days too, but sometimes Mondays can almost be unbearable. It is wonderful to be able to all be together for so much of the weekend, but then when Mondays come, his absence seems so much greater. I use to be able to get up with him when he got up to get ready for work. We would not talk too much as it was rather early. The hugs and smiles where enough. We would read our Bibles and sometimes comment on something we were reading. Now since I have been pregnant, I have slept in a bit to get some extra sleep, since naps rarely happen. Now I wake up in time to tell him that I love him and I hope that he has a good day,give him a quick hug, and then say good bye. I get up and the house seems so empty without him. I like to sit in his seat to read my Bible just to seem closer to him. I pray for him and pray that the Lord fills my day so it will go by quick until he gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I really think about it though, I am glad I miss my husband. I am glad something seems like it is missing when he is not home. I am glad that after 10 years, 8 hours away from him can seem like forever. I am glad that when he pulls up to the house after work, whatever difficulties that happened today will seem miles away. Thank you Lord for my husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-3405356310575646227?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/3405356310575646227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=3405356310575646227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/3405356310575646227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/3405356310575646227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-miss-my-husband-monday.html' title='&quot;I Miss My Husband Monday&quot;'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-869754648541176358</id><published>2007-04-19T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T16:47:50.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frugal Friday...Wait till it is free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/Rif0xZK7nJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7AU08rFLMi0/s1600-h/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/Rif0xZK7nJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7AU08rFLMi0/s200/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055278236154174610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Frugal Friday post is similar to Crystal's at &lt;a href="http://www.biblicalwomanhood.com/blog.htm"&gt;Biblical Womanhood&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For approximately 9 years I have wanted to have a KitchenAid Stand Mixer. Every time my husband says "Why don't you go buy one" (Which has happened about three times, because only about three times have we had the extra money to even think about it in the past nine years), I have gone to the store, looked again at the price, and thought "I just can't do it. That is a lotta dough to spend for mixing dough." &lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday my husband came home from work carrying a white KitchenAid Stand Mixer. I was shocked. It turns out that a woman who lives where he works wanted to get rid of it because it was too heavy for her to use. She said he could have it, so he brought it home to me, in perfect condition. God is good. Some people don't think He is in the details such as these, but I know He is. I know in times of trouble and pain He answers even greater desires of our hearts, but I think He worthy to be praised for the small ones too. Nine years is definitely worth the wait to see Him provide a gift like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my frugal tip is, if you can wait, you might end up getting it free!  For more tips you don't have to wait for, go to &lt;a href="http://www.biblicalwomanhood.com/blog.htm"&gt;Biblical Womanhood.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-869754648541176358?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblicalwomanhood.com/blog.htm' title='Frugal Friday...Wait till it is free'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/869754648541176358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=869754648541176358' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/869754648541176358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/869754648541176358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/frugal-fridaywait-till-it-is-free.html' title='Frugal Friday...Wait till it is free'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/Rif0xZK7nJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7AU08rFLMi0/s72-c/FrugalFridays-754123-799958%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-4008565936071807937</id><published>2007-04-19T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T14:32:53.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Excuse me?  A zen mom?</title><content type='html'>The results are in. Drum roll please.......I am a zen mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took an online quiz that now I am sure was only to get me to release my e-mail so they can send me major junk mail. I answered all the questions and waited patiently for the results to be in. I checked it this morning and it announced that I was a zen mom. The type that when chaos ensues I keep my cool and let the waves of confusion pass by. HA, HA! Could you here me laugh in Minnesota? &lt;strong&gt;I am so not a zen mom&lt;/strong&gt;. Sometimes during moments of chaos I do go to my "happy place" but only out of pure survival instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do they get this stuff? Maybe because I checked that the only full hour of TV I watch is the News Hour with Jim Lehrer. That is only because one way I like to release stress is by having arguments with the TV when the subjects have a liberal slant. That is not zen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RieJ9pK7nII/AAAAAAAAAAU/dUMQls-ZB4Q/s1600-h/photo_lehrer%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RieJ9pK7nII/AAAAAAAAAAU/dUMQls-ZB4Q/s200/photo_lehrer%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055160798863400066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-4008565936071807937?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/4008565936071807937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=4008565936071807937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4008565936071807937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/4008565936071807937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/results-are-in.html' title='Excuse me?  A zen mom?'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RieJ9pK7nII/AAAAAAAAAAU/dUMQls-ZB4Q/s72-c/photo_lehrer%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-9054696566277367505</id><published>2007-04-18T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:08:47.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Meals With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RiZQBaj4SaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-aenS1oIOUQ/s1600-h/wfmwheader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RiZQBaj4SaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-aenS1oIOUQ/s320/wfmwheader.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054815617009863074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a Works For Me Wednesday post.  I have not done one yet and feel like probably no one will read it as I will be like the 8 thousanth contributor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/2007/04/works_for_me_bi.html"&gt;works for me &lt;/a&gt;is sharing cooking with friends.  Two other friends and I rotate cooking on Thursdays (usually).  When it is my week to cook, I cook three of the exact same meals and deliver one to each of my friends.  When it is not my week to cook, I recieve a home cooked meal that I did not have to cook!!! (Or have to give birth to recieve).  We use to do it three times a week, each of us taking a specific day.  Our families have grown and found it easier to do it once a week.  It is fun to try new recipes and I found that it made us not desire to go out to eat.  The yummy meals where coming to us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends that like to cook for eachother works for me!!!  See more Works For Me Wednesday at &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/"&gt;Rocks in My Dryer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-9054696566277367505?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/9054696566277367505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=9054696566277367505' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/9054696566277367505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/9054696566277367505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/sharing-meals-with-friends.html' title='Sharing Meals With Friends'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_97UQvsiFyI8/RiZQBaj4SaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-aenS1oIOUQ/s72-c/wfmwheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-6062863079623159953</id><published>2007-04-16T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T19:53:29.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Theology Gives Me Bad Dreams</title><content type='html'>Remember how Mom used to say, "Don't eat sweets before bed or you'll have bad dreams."? That goes for Theology too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I seem to get the gumption (and time) to sharpen my bean on theological matters after everyone is in bed. Then I go to bed with my head all a scramble of ideas and wake up continually thru the night trying to reconcile the thoughts mix mashing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night I visited the &lt;a href="http://www.friendofmissional.org/"&gt;Friends of Missional &lt;/a&gt;website and visited some blogs linked there, and that is what got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;One blog that I visited had a post that was critical of Reformed Theology. &lt;a href="http://www.organicjesus.org/"&gt;His&lt;/a&gt; thought was that "reformers" have grown complacent in their beleif of being saved by Grace alone and no longer do good works because, well, good works don't save you. I made a comment that it was our "cushy American Culture" that was to blame and not Reformed Theology. But I think I was overgeneralizing there as well. My thoughts this morning are two point (mainly because my children will wake up soon, so there is no point to point out more than two points).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God has given each member of the body different gifts. I think that flavors how each person and each Local Church looks. We can not generalize because we can not know what each persons gifts are. Sometimes I have gotten upset because "so and so doesn't care about the poor". I can't say for sure that they don't care about the poor, they might, but their gift might be to encourage and pray for leadership and they are being faithful to do that fully so caring for the poor is not evident in their works. Just because I don't see them helping out the homeless does not mean they are not involved in good works. God has made the Local Church and we must be obediant as to what he has called each one of us to do. (On a side note, have you ever thought about or looked into how much money international missions recieves from American churches. This could not happen if America was not so prosperous and those who were called to, where not so faithful in giving.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reformed theology does teach to do good works.....It just emphasizes that we are saved by Grace alone and not by good works. Anyone who is spending time in the word and being transformed daily into to likeness of Christ will show good works as a fruit. This is my big point: It is not theology or methodology that gives true fruit, it is the transforming relationship with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;The church we attend could be called reformed (I prefer to call it Biblical. Because we seek to apply the truth of the Bible to our lives.) Yesterday they celebrated their 5th Anniversery. (Hooray! I hear that 80% of church plants fail.) The pastor was preaching on our mission as the Local Church.  He said our church goal was to "Preach the Word, apply the Word, Export the Word." I am paraphrasing the rest now.....We have to hear the word first from the Bible to hear the truth, apply the Word to our life to be changed, export the Word by sharing the life changing Truth that is evident in our life to others. And if you read and apply the book of James, you will see how important good works are. Well not only James, but I have to sum stuff up here. So my point is the works we display ought to be evident because of the fruit we have because of the life changing effect God's Grace has on us when we are faithful to walk in His Grace (no matter your theology).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the beauty of being involved in the Local Church is that we can spur one another on to good works. I think this young man who got me thinking might have the gift to spur others on to good works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am loosing any cohesiveness to my thoughts now.....must go have more tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-6062863079623159953?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/6062863079623159953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=6062863079623159953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/6062863079623159953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/6062863079623159953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/late-night-theology-gives-me-bad-dreams.html' title='Late Night Theology Gives Me Bad Dreams'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-5144907795608475691</id><published>2007-04-15T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:13:00.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is Hope</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had the energy to help my 6 yo daughter organize and clean her room. Hallelujah!!!! It was a crazy place in there.&lt;br /&gt;It really helped me feel like I got something done, with realistic expectations. I was so encouraged by a post at Organized Junkie. She interviewed &lt;a href="http://www.sheilawraygregoire.com/"&gt;Sheila Wray Gregoire &lt;/a&gt;about her new book on Wednesday, April 11. You can see it &lt;a href="http://www.orgjunkie.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The best quote from Sheila Wray Gregoire is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let it go! God gave you your home for only one purpose: to be a place of ministry where people will grow to be more like Him. That means your home is a training ground for your kids for your kids to learn how to clean, even if it’s not as clean as you would like! It’s more important for them to be trying than for everything to be perfect! That means you have to feel at ease if the kids have friends over, without worrying about all the crumbs. That means you have to be able to relax with your husband at night, without glancing at your bedroom walls and wondering when the last time you wiped them down was. It is more important to have a comfortable home where people can talk, bond, and pray than to have a house that is a showpiece where people are scared of incurring your wrath by messing something up. And you will never feel comfortable at home if you’re aiming for perfect, either! You’ll always feel like a failure, and I really don’t think God meant for us to torture ourselves like that. It wastes an awful lot of energy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to paste this to by bathroom mirror so I see it every morning!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-5144907795608475691?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/5144907795608475691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=5144907795608475691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5144907795608475691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/5144907795608475691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/there-is-hope.html' title='There is Hope'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-1481539003967674969</id><published>2007-04-14T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T07:54:34.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Blogging Around With Frugal Friends</title><content type='html'>I had an identity crisis this week. I was visiting some really good blogs about organizing and home management. I really enjoyed reading them and getting ideas....only I took things a little too far. I started to... &lt;em&gt;gasp....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compare myself with these lovely ladies of bloggity land. It is generally never good to compare in any situation, but this crisis got even worse I believe because I was comparing myself and home to people who aren't in the same season of life of me and who may not have the same priorities as me. Like I said, they were good blogs on organizing and making my home beautiful. However those things look a lot different for me while I am pregnant,have a toddler, homeshool, and try to live below 30,000 dollars a year for a family of 5 1/2, than someone who no longer has children at home or a family of 3 with a larger income and children who attend school away from home.&lt;br /&gt;So I fell victim (or more the truth...sinfully walked into the chaos of comparison and coveting).&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was not "perfect" enough and justified it by denying my discontentment and by calling it noncomplacancy. The truth is I will always be far from perfect.....far, far,far,far, far.....and contentment is not complacancy. So at the end of the week of mental chaos and crying because of my frustration of comparing myself to women who I only see a snippet of their life on my computer screen...I prayed. It was hard. I confessed to God of my discontentment and asked Him to help me see the truth. It was beautiful. He answered. It wasn't immediately, but close. Two hours later I once again felt at peace and full of thanks for the life He has chosen for me. I am thankful for my not quite finished home with expand a foam for accent decoration, for my children and their creativity that comes with &lt;em&gt;a little clutter, &lt;/em&gt;and my husband who can fix anything and does so all day at work, so I won't demand that he do it at home when he is tired. There is still hope of the continuation of decluttering, organizing, and making my home beautiful, but it is a continuing process. . I cannot clean for a lifetime, or even for the next day, today. Clutter is sort of like manna, it will be there everyday. I just have to collect it for that day and put it in the right receptacle.&lt;br /&gt;So I am back visiting frugal friends and it helps to hang out with people in the same boat,so to speak, as me. It gives me information that I can use right now in my life. There is a great frugal blogroll that I hope to figure out how to get on soon. I will call one of my close by fugal friends to help me figure out how to link there. Long live frugal friends!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-1481539003967674969?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/1481539003967674969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=1481539003967674969' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/1481539003967674969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/1481539003967674969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogging-around-with-frugal-friends.html' title='Blogging Around With Frugal Friends'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-6119138481406447046</id><published>2007-03-04T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:44:11.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theology'/><title type='text'>Is God in Control?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The average American, let alone the average Christian, does not believe that God is sovereign. The Washington Times reporting on a Harris Poll, notes:&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty-seven percent of Catholics said God "controls what happens on Earth," compared with 41 percent among Protestants and 57 percent among Born-Agains. Forty-four percent said God "observes but does not control" what happens here. That figure rises to 58 percent among Catholics, but falls to 37 percent among Born-Agains."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="_ftnref1" href="http://www.gcfonline.org/index.cfm?method=content.edit&amp;ID=22102#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[1]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="_ftn1" href="http://www.gcfonline.org/index.cfm?method=content.edit&amp;amp;ID=22102#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; Washington Times, "Americans Believe in God with Conditions," Jennifer Harper, Nov 12, 2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was a poll that was stated in the sermon today at Church. It was into relation to what God allowed the Assyrians to do to Israel as we are reading in Isaiah. The text in Isaiah 10 is about Israel fearing Assyria and not God. They did not trust God and did not believe that He was in control. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God used the Assyrians to judge Israel for His purpose. God is sovereign and causes or allows all things to happen. God is in control. &lt;em&gt;Whatever&lt;/em&gt; happens in my life has been allowed by God for His purpose for my life. The verse so many of us know here is Romans 8:28 "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." This is so true. &lt;em&gt;All things&lt;/em&gt;. How many times do I need to get that into my head. Everything that happens in this world is part of His greater plan and when we can except this with thanksgiving, not always understanding yet trusting, we will have much more peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-6119138481406447046?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.gcfonline.org/index.cfm/method/content.101A07D9-E518-46CE-8568D4D77DC919C5' title='Is God in Control?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/6119138481406447046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=6119138481406447046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/6119138481406447046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/6119138481406447046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-god-in-control.html' title='Is God in Control?'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-2322570776828617323</id><published>2007-03-02T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T08:56:18.834-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frugal Ideas'/><title type='text'>Frugal Friday:  Cloth Diaper Liners</title><content type='html'>I use cotton cloth diapers and have discovered that poopy (the nicest sounding variation of the word to me) does not stick too much to fleece. So I use bought 1/2 yard of fleece for $2.00. and cut 24 5x10 inch (approx.) strips to line diaper. Then when they are dirty I rinse those in the toilet and the "poopy" comes off much easier than from the cotton. I use to buy flushable liners but those cost me about $7.00 a month. Bonus is that fleece also wicks moisture from babys bottom so they aren't feeling quite so damp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-2322570776828617323?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblicalwomanhood.com/blog.htm' title='Frugal Friday:  Cloth Diaper Liners'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/2322570776828617323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=2322570776828617323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2322570776828617323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/2322570776828617323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2007/03/frugal-friday-cloth-diaper-liners.html' title='Frugal Friday:  Cloth Diaper Liners'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-115475547319786713</id><published>2006-08-04T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:26:25.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addendum to Scheduling</title><content type='html'>In my post about scheduling I mentioned someone's 15 minute schedule. I am such a newbie that I don't have any blogging etiquette and haven't figured out how to link yet, so I thought I better at least mention the blog where I read it. Crystal at biblicalwomanhood.com wrote her schedule and will be posting other schedules that are submitted. So if you are interested in more thoughts on schedules.....good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-115475547319786713?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/115475547319786713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=115475547319786713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115475547319786713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115475547319786713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2006/08/addendum-to-scheduling.html' title='Addendum to Scheduling'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-115449674319148476</id><published>2006-08-01T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T06:57:41.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scheduling</title><content type='html'>I had a conversation with a friend of mine about scheduling. You know, how you spend or intend to spend your days. We were discussing someone that schedules in 15 minute increments. I think schedules are like budgets for our time and it is good to be accountable for how we spend our days. They help us to get things done and not procrastinate. They are also like budgets because they are different for everyone. No two people have the same budget and no two schedules are the same. Even though we are all given 24 hours a day, how we need to spend it is different. We should never compare our schedule to another, just maybe glean some useful tips from other people. Sometimes I can be so task oriented that I was thinking of developing more of a relationship schedule. My mind has been trying to think eternally lately. If my treasure really is in heaven, that should be reflected in my schedule. So here is my daily schedule, relationally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 Wake up and have relationship with personal hygiene.&lt;br /&gt;7:30 Say Good Morning to children and have relationship with kitchen to prepare breakfast and feed children.&lt;br /&gt;8:00 Say Good Morning to Husband and have relationship with Laundry&lt;br /&gt;9:00 Have short relationship with bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;9:15 Sit down to enjoy my husband and childrens company.&lt;br /&gt;9:30 Sing worship songs with my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;9:45 Give oldest son piggy back ride.&lt;br /&gt;10:00 Sit next to my husband in case he has something important to say.&lt;br /&gt;11:00 Check in with friend that needs encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;11:30 pray for mom.&lt;br /&gt;11:45 ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, maybe my thinking is wrong. writing it this way sounds dumb. But it does make me realize that I would much rather be playing with the kids or talking to my husband than having a relationship with my bathroom. So I will continue my quest on keeping my chore list short by keeping up on my small jobs and getting them done with the most efficiency so I can build better relationships with my God, husband, children and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-115449674319148476?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/115449674319148476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=115449674319148476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115449674319148476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115449674319148476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2006/08/scheduling.html' title='Scheduling'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-115216142620941698</id><published>2006-07-05T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:52:52.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Sun</title><content type='html'>My husband and I are currently in the process of removing our front lawn and planting gardens in the space. We have a bit of lawn so this is no small thing. I am having a lot of fun researching plants that I would like to have to create a beautiful cottage style natural habitat to be our front garden. However, each trip to the store, I am smitten by a plant or flower or berry producing shrub that is not on my "list". I am a sucker for a pretty face.&lt;br /&gt;I buy it and then bring it home to learn about it's growing requirements. Then I need to figure out how it will fit into my plan. I have a bigger problem than this that I must confess. I have been known on occasion to challenge the proper planting intructions. Recently this secret has come to light as my husband has helped me plant some of my eco challenges. I chose to plant full sun flowers to line the west side of my home that is shaded most of the day by my neighbors fence. I just think they will look pretty there. I haven't figured out if I am an optimist, creative, stubborn, or dumb to keep trying these unproper plantings. I would like to say that I am an optimistic scientist, however I am probably just dumb and stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;So, I am trying to see where this might apply to other parts of my life. Where full sun might grow in part shade. I'll get back to you on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-115216142620941698?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/115216142620941698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=115216142620941698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115216142620941698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115216142620941698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2006/07/full-sun.html' title='Full Sun'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-115216041990506171</id><published>2006-07-05T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:33:39.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Bulb Moment</title><content type='html'>So it has taken me a while to get to post three because I couldn't figure out how to get the title space to work.  I finally figured it out tonight.  Hooray for me.  I am glad ignorance doesn't scare me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-115216041990506171?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/115216041990506171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=115216041990506171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115216041990506171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115216041990506171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2006/07/light-bulb-moment.html' title='Light Bulb Moment'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-115172799892593785</id><published>2006-06-30T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:53:34.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer</title><content type='html'>I have thought about starting a blog for a while. Going back and forth about it all. I have always thought that everyone should have an autobiograghy in the library. Now I am not so sure. This will be my experiment.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if summer is the right time to be starting one, as most of my creative energy is in the garden. So if you happen to stumble across this blog, check back in winter. I might be more entertaining then.&lt;br /&gt;Also, just to get it off my chest, grammer scares me. I like to think that people are above judging me if I should use poor grammer or spell something wrong. And while I'm at disclaimers, I may say something and later change my mind completely about it. That is the beauty of having a mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-115172799892593785?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/115172799892593785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=115172799892593785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115172799892593785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115172799892593785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2006/06/disclaimer.html' title='Disclaimer'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30501410.post-115170644038511925</id><published>2006-06-30T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:30:38.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is anybody out there?</title><content type='html'>Testing 1,2,3....Testing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30501410-115170644038511925?l=mylaughlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/feeds/115170644038511925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30501410&amp;postID=115170644038511925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115170644038511925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30501410/posts/default/115170644038511925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylaughlines.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-anybody-out-there.html' title='Is anybody out there?'/><author><name>stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932922990741546452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
