<?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-5846903615347812802</id><updated>2011-08-01T19:54:17.285-04:00</updated><category term='Lessons from the Garden'/><category term='WFMW'/><category term='MoPS Minute'/><category term='Menu Plan Monday'/><title type='text'>SweetStanleySisters</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-6476860029182723592</id><published>2010-10-19T10:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:34:04.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spare Tire</title><content type='html'>Whoa...not that spare tire...I do have one of those too, but I was really  talking about the real spare tire that goes on your car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way out and Sara and Rachael were milling around in the front yard waiting for me, when all of a sudden Sara bursts back into the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Mommy, MOMMY...look!  You have to see this! &lt;br /&gt;(She leads me to the back of the SUV and makes me get down real low.)&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe there's an extra tire under here?!  Can we use it for a tire swing?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um...I think you should go ask your father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-6476860029182723592?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6476860029182723592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=6476860029182723592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6476860029182723592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6476860029182723592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2010/10/spare-tire.html' title='Spare Tire'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-8786763034298964489</id><published>2010-10-14T13:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T13:56:54.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My the Lord bless you and keep you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLdC8Ss8_fI/AAAAAAAACIE/isJNZDv02AQ/s1600/DSC_0003-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLdC8Ss8_fI/AAAAAAAACIE/isJNZDv02AQ/s320/DSC_0003-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527960671200542194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This my husband's sister and her beautiful family.  You may recognize little Joey from my post yesterday.  I am excited to announce that Joey has made it though his open heart surgery!!!  Praise God!!!!!  Please continue to pray for Joey and his family as they begin the road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys and you are in my constant prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-8786763034298964489?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8786763034298964489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=8786763034298964489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8786763034298964489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8786763034298964489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-lord-bless-you-and-keep-you.html' title='My the Lord bless you and keep you...'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLdC8Ss8_fI/AAAAAAAACIE/isJNZDv02AQ/s72-c/DSC_0003-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-5606518453262358144</id><published>2010-10-13T21:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:30:45.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your ordinary Joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLZqx14aBiI/AAAAAAAACH8/nind1xAVse8/s1600/DSC_0004-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLZqx14aBiI/AAAAAAAACH8/nind1xAVse8/s320/DSC_0004-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527722997153662498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Joey, my sweet nephew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a joy...a true gift from God!  You are one of the happiest babies I have known.  You are always smiling and cooing and laughing.  You love to watch your sisters and cousins running all around you and you squeal with joy when one of them stops to give you a kiss or a tickle.  You are very attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are growing wonderfully and I am sure the last two pounds settled right in each of those cheeks.  For all you have been through it is miraculous to see you thriving like you have.  I always say that fat babies are happy babies and you definitely fit the bill on both accounts!  It was the greatest honor of my entire life to help provide food for your momma to feed you.  I cried right along with your mom when she realized that resuming nursing was no longer an option.  You are special and keep life interesting, so why should feeding you be any different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What most amazes me about you is how you communicate through your eyes.  You had several weeks where you couldn't make a sound.  We could tell what you wanted just from the look in your eyes.  Your eyes sparkle when you're happy, plead when you're sad, and observe so closely when you are in the mood to just sit back and watch.  You don't miss a minute of the action in your house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your four months of life you have managed to bring out the best in everyone.  You have taught your sisters gentleness and compassion.  You have allowed the Church to demonstrate its selfless giving to a family in need.  Your life has solidified the bond of family that I always knew was there but never fully realized how deep it ran.  Your life has brought people closer to God through the constant prayers for your well-being...I can't think of a greater gift you have given than that.  I can't wait to see what other amazing things God has in mind for your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow you have quite a busy day ahead of you.  You will undergo your final open heart surgery.  You will then be back to "normal"...I won't tell you how long I have been trying to be normal and you manage to get there in four months!  You take your surgeries and procedures in your own special way and I am sure this will be no different.  Know that you have countless people praying for you every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than words can possibly say.  I will be praying for you, your parents and sisters, the hospital staff and all involved in your care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Angela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-5606518453262358144?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5606518453262358144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=5606518453262358144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5606518453262358144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5606518453262358144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-your-ordinary-joe.html' title='Not your ordinary Joe'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLZqx14aBiI/AAAAAAAACH8/nind1xAVse8/s72-c/DSC_0004-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-4973476152817514208</id><published>2010-10-13T08:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:53:39.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As long as I have my thumb...</title><content type='html'>Both Sara and Rachael were/are thumb suckers.  Sara sucked her thumb and played with her belly button.  Rachael sucks her thumb and twirls her hair.  The greatest sign of affection from her is when she lets you be the one to twirl her hair! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLWrFJtOfhI/AAAAAAAACHQ/2-cN9m66Lus/s1600/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527512222660460050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLWrFJtOfhI/AAAAAAAACHQ/2-cN9m66Lus/s320/DSC_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-4973476152817514208?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4973476152817514208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=4973476152817514208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4973476152817514208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4973476152817514208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-long-as-i-have-my-thumb.html' title='As long as I have my thumb...'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLWrFJtOfhI/AAAAAAAACHQ/2-cN9m66Lus/s72-c/DSC_0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-5150859993298249795</id><published>2010-10-12T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T09:00:08.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blizzards Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNJkbtiT_I/AAAAAAAACGw/GQBfCZROYc8/s1600/DSC_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNJkbtiT_I/AAAAAAAACGw/GQBfCZROYc8/s320/DSC_0463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526842057976598514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sara is really progressing in soccer this year!  It turns out she is a great defender...she holds good field position and can really clear the ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNJkAvVwvI/AAAAAAAACGo/8yDUb-HLMoY/s1600/DSC_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNJkAvVwvI/AAAAAAAACGo/8yDUb-HLMoY/s320/DSC_0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526842050736407282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has her first loose tooth, so sometimes that's more interesting than the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNJjgIPAhI/AAAAAAAACGg/BksvEl1fOTA/s1600/DSC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNJjgIPAhI/AAAAAAAACGg/BksvEl1fOTA/s320/DSC_0483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526842041982452242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But either way, she is having a great time and the whole family is enjoying cheering her on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNINhBNJLI/AAAAAAAACGY/a-x0dhNmThI/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526840564752655538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-683416385540958742?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/683416385540958742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=683416385540958742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/683416385540958742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/683416385540958742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-all-scream-for-ice-cream.html' title='We all scream for ice cream!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLNINhBNJLI/AAAAAAAACGY/a-x0dhNmThI/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-3370375509963771713</id><published>2010-10-10T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:02:09.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/TLIbm9FTC4I/AAAAAAAACFo/NminYanoxWA/s1600/DSC_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Well, not really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article called &lt;a href="http://motherhood.yourway.net/how-i-do-it-all-secrets-from-a-perfect-wife-and-mother/"&gt;How I Do It All...Secrets for a Perfect Wife and Mother &lt;/a&gt;and the concept really resonated with me...for everything we do, there are things we don't do.  Here's my list to add to theirs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do keep the family's schedule...I don't keep my husband in the loop as much as he deserves to be.&lt;br /&gt;I do pack my daughter's lunch every day...I don't ever pack my own.&lt;br /&gt;I do like to fold laundry...I don't like to put it away.&lt;br /&gt;I do work full time...I don't get to volunteer at school.&lt;br /&gt;I do have my children involved in several activities...I don't have any activities of my own right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any to add to the list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-870624750592808257?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/870624750592808257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=870624750592808257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/870624750592808257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/870624750592808257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2010/10/approaching-my-2-year-anniversary-of.html' title='Approaching my 2 year anniversary of NOT posting!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-8629100850533290113</id><published>2008-11-11T21:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:53:22.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WFMW'/><title type='text'>Canning Weekend 2008</title><content type='html'>This post is intended to chronicle exactly what I did for this year's apple canning season so that I can repeat or improve upon my process for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased about 17 pounds of mixed variety apples from the grocery store for .99/lb. This was the same price it was at the local orchard for pick your own apples when you picked greater than 20 pounds. I opted to skip the actual picking this year...maybe next year I will do it with the kids just for the experience.  A few years ago, I took Sara (then about 15 months) and picked about 60 pounds of apples.  Did I mention that it was only me and Sara...and 60(!) pounds of apples?  Not the brightest idea I've ever had, and probably the main reason I skipped it altogether this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the store-bought apples, I bought 2 big boxes (24 pounds each) of apple seconds from the Catoctin Orchard in Emmitsburg. They were $6 a box for a total of $12.  I was not exactly sure what I was going to be getting with "seconds" but I was pleasantly surprised!  The apples were not the prettiest things.  There were lots that were misshapen, too big, too small, or with a small defect on the peel.  But they were all most certainly edible and you can't beat .25/lb!  Also, I was able to have the orchard make up my boxes of seconds with the kind of apples I wanted...I only specified red vs. yellow/green, but I think next year I will ask if they can avoid adding certain varieties of apples.  (I will have to figure out the type, but there was one kind that was a very soft fleshed apple that totally fell apart when cooking.)  For next year, I will definitely go with all apple seconds and no store bought.  I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got all the apples home, I cut them into about 6 pieces each and tossed them into this big tub that Sara so (un)willingly let me borrow from her toy room.  It didn't occur to me to take a picture till we were well underway, but at the beginning the bin was very full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vZonURmTpmrryyacXUez_w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRgqj8Rs4HI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DUXN_94fa8c/s288/100_0416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of chopping, I began cooking the apples.  They needed to cook for about 15 minutes, so I had a sort of rotating schedule of starting each pot about 7 minutes apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IS3clvAEbi1jRJFQnJAr0w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRgqmYh7b0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/zxZ5OQYzmvo/s288/100_0417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one pot of apples was done cooking, I processed them down to sauce using my Kitchenaid mixer and some amazing attachments (the food grinder and the fruit &amp;amp; veggie strainer)!  Sara was a big help with this step mixing and pushing the apples down the chute to be processed.  She also dubbed the waste coming out the end of the strainer the apple poop.  She thought that was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AwrjkfnAQd95IrPeKSOj-w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRgqheXWx0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/H13T3V9yOhY/s288/100_0415.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step in the process was to cook the applesauce with sugar and cinnamon and then to process the jars.  For the applesauce I added about 1/2 c sugar and 1 tsp of cinnamon per quart.  This was not scientific at all.  It looked more like 2 c sugar and a heaping hand full of cinnamon added to the pot on the right in the picture below.  As for the jars, some people run them through the dishwasher to get them sterile/hot, but I decided to boil them empty in the canning pot for about 10 minutes before filling them with the hot applesauce.  After the jars were filled I processed them in the canner for about 20 minutes.  It worked out well once I got my system going.  20 minutes of processing time plus 10 minutes to prepare the next set of jars was just the time I needed to cook up another pot of applesauce.  Rinse, lather, repeat...and repeat, and repeat, and repeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xbqkO6rrhhim-g-DuVRvZQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRgqrd2mJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X9pX-5dbi3Y/s288/100_0423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the final tally...I canned 15 quarts and 13 pints of applesauce and 11 pints of apple butter.  Why both quarts and pints of applesauce??  I really have no idea.  I wish I had a good explanation...I had enough quart jars to do it all in quarts.  At first I thought I would only do the cinnamon applesauce in the smaller jars, then do plain in the quarts but I liked the cinnamon so much I did it for all of the jars.  I am wondering if it will work out OK throughout the year to have some smaller jars to use when we don't want to refrigerate leftovers.  I will have to see how it goes and plan better for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j9AIvAnxzqqyXnEdCo4LqQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRo-eHFUoxI/AAAAAAAAAXg/IIj3JDD1Zqk/s288/100_0443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note about the apple butter--pick a recipe that starts with cooking the apples in cider vinegar.  Don't add too much (if any) of the cooking liquid back into the processed apples...it makes it take forever to cook down again.  Spices to be added include ground cloves, cinnamon and allspice.  The more the better in my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now let's talk about cost effectiveness.  I will preface this by the fact that I already had the quart-sized jars and I bought the pint jars for $3 a dozen at a local thrift store.  Because they are reusable, I am not going to count them in the cost.  Also, the rings are reusable so I won't be counting them either.  It wasn't a huge money-saver, but it was alot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lids $2/dz (x4)&lt;br /&gt;apples $29&lt;br /&gt;Extra ingredients for apple butter $10&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: $47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This compares to a retail value for similar products of:&lt;br /&gt;Applesauce qts: $2 (x15)&lt;br /&gt;Applesauce pts: $1 (x13)&lt;br /&gt;Apple butter pts: $2.50 (x11)&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL:  $70.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am adding this post to the &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/2008/11/works-for-me-th.html"&gt;Works for Me Wednesday &lt;/a&gt;series over at &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/"&gt;Rocks In My Dryer&lt;/a&gt;...go over and check out some other great ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-8629100850533290113?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8629100850533290113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=8629100850533290113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8629100850533290113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8629100850533290113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/11/canning-weekend-2008.html' title='Canning Weekend 2008'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRgqj8Rs4HI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DUXN_94fa8c/s72-c/100_0416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-1263510270178450627</id><published>2008-11-10T12:05:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:54:01.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babywearing--Crazy Name, Amazing Results!</title><content type='html'>In another realm of the blogosphere, &lt;a href="http://www.adventuresinbabywearing.com/"&gt;Adventures In Babywearing&lt;/a&gt; is having a fun little contest to win a new baby sling.  A stipulation of the contest is that you link to the company donating the slings, so here goes: &lt;a href="http://www.nonnyandboo.com/"&gt;Nonni&amp;amp;Boo&lt;/a&gt;.  I had trouble getting the pictures on their website to load, so I will admit that I am not sure exactly what it is I stand to win, but I do love Love LOVE my baby carrying accessories, so I am happy to write a post about my experience...well, my second post on the topic actually...&lt;a href="http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/wfmw-babyhawk-carrier.html"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRhrQAUrsiI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5yaiTlytKOE/s1600-h/0423071745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267077686918623778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRhrQAUrsiI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5yaiTlytKOE/s320/0423071745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had my first baby (pictured above) I was a basket of raw emotion, and admittedly, not all of them were good.  I felt very useless sitting around all the time just holding my baby in my arms.  (So naive I was!  That's probably the most important thing I could have been doing at that very moment!)  It is shocking really how such a tiny baby can make your arms/shoulders/back ache after all that holding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally got my wits about me after about 10 weeks of moping, I started doing some research on baby carriers.  I found several very helpful sites with information that really spoke to what my heart already knew about the importance of holding your baby as much as possible...for the baby's sense of security, for the mother's ability to sense when she needs something.  One of my favorite sites was &lt;a href="http://www.mamatoto.org/"&gt;Mamatoto&lt;/a&gt;.  I especially liked the pictures explaining how to use each of the different styles of carriers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, with my first I decided on a ring sling.  When I looked for one to buy, I found their prices to be outlandish for the simplicity of them.  I decided I could definitely make my own and got the pattern and the weight-tested rings (this was very important to me) from &lt;a href="http://www.slingrings.com/index.php"&gt;SlingRings&lt;/a&gt;.  I learned that for the best result, you should choose a fabric that doesn't have a "wrong side".  I love brightly colored batiks and they worked perfectly!  Sara, in the picture above is wearing her doll baby in my first sling that I carried her in from about 10 weeks until about 2 1/2 pretty much every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Rachael was born, I couldn't wait to bring out the sling!  It was such a lifesaver with Sara and an absolute necessity with more than one child in the house.  My beloved sling did have a drawback though.  While I did have use of both hands, since it only goes over one shoulder, I couldn't use both arms equally.  This proved to be a major challenge while chasing a toddler!  I picked up a &lt;a href="http://www.babybjorn.com/en/American/products/Mobility/BABYBJORN-Baby-Carrier-Original/"&gt;BabyBjorn&lt;/a&gt; for cheap at a thrift store but felt that it wasn't quite right for me.  I didn't use it for longer than a month or so.  After &lt;a href="http://ordinarytime-bremberg.blogspot.com/2008/02/worth-hype.html"&gt;the recommendation of a friend &lt;/a&gt;and an opportunity to try her carrier out in person, I *invested* in a &lt;a href="http://www.babyhawk.com/"&gt;BabyHawk&lt;/a&gt; carrier.  I do not use the word invested lightly--it was very pricey in my opinion.  However, with two small children, what little time I thought I had was officially gone for good (or for at least 18 years) so I resigned myself to buying instead of making.  Now that Rachael is walking, I find that I most use it when we are out and it's only practical to have the 1-kid stroller.  (I think I have a collection of strollers to rival my collection of baby carriers!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I love all of my carriers for different reasons...I can't wait for the opportunity to use them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-1263510270178450627?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1263510270178450627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=1263510270178450627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1263510270178450627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1263510270178450627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/11/babywearing-crazy-name-amazing-results.html' title='Babywearing--Crazy Name, Amazing Results!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRhrQAUrsiI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5yaiTlytKOE/s72-c/0423071745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-5506240653417705316</id><published>2008-11-05T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:30:59.367-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WFMW'/><title type='text'>WFMW: A sibling...the best toy ever!</title><content type='html'>Over at &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/"&gt;Rocks in my Dryer&lt;/a&gt;, this week's &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/2008/11/works-for-me-to.html"&gt;WFMW &lt;/a&gt;series is all about the best toys.  In my embarrassingly overindulgent middle class house, we have seen our fair share of toys come through...if only they would make their exit in the droves that they seem to come in!  When we just had one child, the toys that we *stockpiled* (Little People...AHEM!) were admittedly more for me than for Sara.  Now our basement overfloweth...there is no space for variety, and the Little People have lost their splendor...with Sara too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have our second beautiful baby, we are really feeling the space crunch...more kids, more toys, right?  But here's the truth--the girls really prefer to interact (read poke, sit on, hug, carry, wrestle, etc. all with the grace &amp;amp; gentleness of a 3 &amp;amp; 1 year old) with each other than with most toys that are so widely available...hmm, littering...our home.  I have come to realize the more kids you have, the less toys you actually need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the toy that my kids enjoy the most?  It's each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-5506240653417705316?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5506240653417705316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=5506240653417705316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5506240653417705316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5506240653417705316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/11/wfmw-siblingthe-best-toy-ever.html' title='WFMW: A sibling...the best toy ever!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-4338504773657999801</id><published>2008-11-05T07:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:33:20.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MoPS Minute'/><title type='text'>Fall Means Fun!</title><content type='html'>When was the last time you stopped to admire the beauty of God’s creation with your child(ren)? Almost every day during the fall, I am amazed by nature…a bright orange and yellow tree that hasn’t lost it’s leaves quite yet, the cool breeze that blows in a gentle reprieve from the summer’s heat, the apple trees at our local orchard whose branches are so heavy with fruit I for the life of me can’t figure out why they don’t break under the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preschoolers are naturally observant and mine in particular has really been receptive to my directing her attention to the things that make fall…well, fall. This past weekend, while my husband was home caring for our sick baby, I was able to spend some one on one time with Sara. We took a “nature walk” around our little suburban block and talked all about the trees and the leaves. We found deer footprints and collected pinecones to make birdfeeders. When we ran errands in the afternoon, we bought about twenty pounds of apples that I am hoping she will help me can as apple butter later this week. We have been reading several fall-themed books as bedtime stories over the past several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265150176229143810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRGSMHc5NQI/AAAAAAAAARU/rXkA2v2S14s/s320/100_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have not personally tried any of these yet, I have been thinking about a few more ideas to infuse a fall theme into our ordinary routine.&lt;br /&gt;--Make leaf rubbings with leaves found in our own yard&lt;br /&gt;--Have Sara participate in fall chores like raking the leaves and cleaning out the garden&lt;br /&gt;--Roast one of our Halloween pumpkins and eat it for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear what your family is doing to celebrate fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-4338504773657999801?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4338504773657999801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=4338504773657999801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4338504773657999801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4338504773657999801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall-means-fun.html' title='Fall Means Fun!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SRGSMHc5NQI/AAAAAAAAARU/rXkA2v2S14s/s72-c/100_0405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-1701114046086462205</id><published>2008-10-10T08:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:37:12.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only one more day...</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow is the big day...the 1/2 Marathon.  I have run about 10 miles per week for the past 4 months with several longer runs in there too.  (I choose to not think about those!)  I did a local 5K just to see what organized running is all about.  I feel physically prepared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I picked up my race packet...it reminded me of my experience at the one and only bridal show I could stomach.  You think for a minute that you are about to do something that makes you unique, then you enter this twilight zone where everyone is doing the exact same thing you are, and for that matter probably about to do it even better than you ever could.  I find it humbling to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get myself in the spirit today I am wearing my race shirt to work...good thing it's Friday!  I have my "13.1" sticker posted on my computer monitor and the map of the course posted right above my phone.  I am looking forward to a day full of eating so I can have lots of energy...who doesn't love that?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-1701114046086462205?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1701114046086462205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=1701114046086462205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1701114046086462205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1701114046086462205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-one-more-day.html' title='Only one more day...'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-6611474071143425070</id><published>2008-10-01T09:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:49:29.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aldi Menu Planner Link</title><content type='html'>You might remember how much &lt;a href="http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/wedensday-wfmw-aldis.html"&gt;I LOVE Aldi&lt;/a&gt;...now I am loving it even more!  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.momadvice.com/index.aspx"&gt;MomAdvice &lt;/a&gt;for a great &lt;a href="http://www.momadvice.com/food/aldi_meal_plan_fall.aspx"&gt;Fall/Winter Menu Plan &lt;/a&gt;using ingredients available at Aldi.  The recipes look fairly easy and family friendly.  Most make a ton of servings, so I am guessing this plan could last my family about two months.  She even includes a grocery list with prices so you will know about what you might pay.  (As an aside, I have also been working on a price list for the Aldi stores that I tend to frequent...maybe I will share it in a future post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-6611474071143425070?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6611474071143425070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=6611474071143425070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6611474071143425070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6611474071143425070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/aldi-menu-planner-link.html' title='Aldi Menu Planner Link'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-2665797515902570429</id><published>2008-09-29T10:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:34:17.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This made my day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SODnL_hc4HI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Dgn8ADUcmx8/s1600-h/678340_200x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251451358730313842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SODnL_hc4HI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Dgn8ADUcmx8/s200/678340_200x200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stopped by the post office to get stamps and they had &lt;a href="http://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10152&amp;amp;storeId=10001&amp;amp;categoryId=21902&amp;amp;productId=39453&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;! They put an instant smile on my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-2665797515902570429?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/2665797515902570429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=2665797515902570429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2665797515902570429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2665797515902570429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-made-my-day.html' title='This made my day!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SODnL_hc4HI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Dgn8ADUcmx8/s72-c/678340_200x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-4983442170331755284</id><published>2008-09-29T09:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:57:27.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Long Run</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, I did my last long run around &lt;a href="http://bikewashington.org/routes/bwi/index.htm"&gt;BWI Airport &lt;/a&gt;(10.6 miles) before the &lt;a href="http://www.thebaltimoremarathon.com/Race_Info/half22d8.htm"&gt;Baltimore 1/2 Marathon&lt;/a&gt;.  It was the longest distance I have ever run and a real learning experience more than anything.  I am prone to low blood sugar so the longer distance gave me an opportunity to practice eating while running.  Eating was not something I ever thought I would need to "practice"!!!  The running gels were totally gross, but the upshot was I didn't pass out.  I guess these are the trade-offs we runners must make.   I got to run some nice hills too.  Where I normally run is very flat and not representative of the actual course, so the hills did me some good.  I ran for just under 2 hours straight, with only three brief stops to walk...one to figure out where we were, one for a friend to answer her everloving cell phone, and one because I inhaled rather than drank my water (not recommended BTW).  Overall, I feel much more confident about my ability to actually complete the 1/2 in my annoyingly consistent 10 minute mile pace.  The next two weeks will be spent recovering my aching legs by x-training for the next few days, then back to running about 3 miles per day.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-4983442170331755284?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4983442170331755284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=4983442170331755284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4983442170331755284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4983442170331755284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-long-run.html' title='Last Long Run'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-9217703702788821660</id><published>2008-09-16T09:19:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:16:09.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Run, Mommy, Run!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am all registered to run the &lt;a href="http://http://www.thebaltimoremarathon.com/Race_Info/half22d8.htm"&gt;Baltimore 1/2 Marathon&lt;/a&gt;, so being that there is less than one month(!!!) till the race, I decided that I should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; enter an organized running event to see what they are like. This past Saturday, I ran a 5K to support &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/stmichaelsworkcamp/"&gt;St. Michael's youth group &lt;/a&gt;summer work camp projects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246620341440850802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SM-9Zxrrq3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ekeIRY8GNiY/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were about 70 runners...a very small town event. It was less intimidating that way, so I was happy. As it turns out, the fewer runners there are, the more likely it is that you might win. I got a medal for being 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; in my age category! Sara also participated in the kids fun run. She was so so cute! The run was 1/2 mile around a field and the church. She was most interested in the cows that were mooing at us as we ran-walked-skipped past. (I did mention small town event right?!) The best part of the whole day was when another little girl who ran the fun run came and met Sara about 100 yards from the finish line and took her hand and ran with her till the end. So sweet and such a great display of sportsmanship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246621286407895666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SM--Qx9YenI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tWu10LGfgVo/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-9217703702788821660?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/9217703702788821660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=9217703702788821660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/9217703702788821660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/9217703702788821660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/run-mommy-run.html' title='Run, Mommy, Run!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SM-9Zxrrq3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ekeIRY8GNiY/s72-c/DSC_0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-4973146931551050494</id><published>2008-09-15T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:00:00.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Help for the Working Wounded</title><content type='html'>That's me...the working wounded.  I have just learned that the part-time schedule that I have enjoyed since returning to work after maternity leave will not be approved to continue beyond the end of this month.  There are many reasons for this, all logical on the part of my employer, and none having to do with my actual work performance, so there's nothing really worth discussing further here.  It is what it is, and while it doesn't make me happy, I do understand.  I have spent alot of time grieving over this, but it's not helping me come to terms, nor is it going to change the situation.  So as of now, I must decide to look at this for what it is; a God-given opportunity.  Did you read that?...God-given....opportunity.  In my mind it seems so contradictory to the situation, but in my heart I know that it is true.  My career is a perfect example of the work of God in my life.  I am actually doing the work I went to college for...how rare is that?!  I am affording a single family house for my family...a fullfillment of a childhood dream.  I actually like what I do at work, but more importantly, I like the people I work with and for.  I can afford my bills...and even the rising gas prices!  God has blessed me with a great job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the opportunity to be home with my children for the extra time that my part-time schedule allowed.  As I return to my full time schedule in October, I see this as an opportunity to continue to thank God.  I thank God for my husband who is the primary caregiver during the week.  He gives me the security I need to leave home and go to work without spending all day stressing over the wellfare of my kids.  He is a loving, devoted, protective father.  I thank God for my mother-in-law who will be caring for the girls one day a week.  She adores Sara and Rachael and it is such a gift for them to spend so much time with their grandparents.  I thank God for the extra income that will come with full time status.  Although not needed to meet our regular expenses, I am praying we will find a purpose for it that seeks to advance the needs of others over ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that as October approaches I will adapt well to this change and become content in the fact that I am doing work that is pleasing to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-4973146931551050494?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4973146931551050494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=4973146931551050494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4973146931551050494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4973146931551050494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/help-for-working-wounded.html' title='Help for the Working Wounded'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-6027638643063111830</id><published>2008-09-05T08:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:33:54.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle Mom learns a lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Between each of my children, I have made it a point to accomplish a life goal.  Think "bucket list" but without the morbid connotation.  After I had Sara, in typical Stanley style, a whole group of us took a motorcycle course.  BIL Pat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt; Kate, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt; Julie and I made up half of the class!  I am proud, if not a little scared, to tell you that I got my motorcycle license while having only actually driven a motorcycle for less than 20 miles.  Around a parking lot.  Never exceeding 20 mph.  Are you worried yet?!  I can say with relative confidence that I do not have any intention of ever riding a motorcycle again.  (You can start breathing now...)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The experience of completing the class was the end goal for me.  I did something that scared me to death and I didn't quit.  It is a few and far between opportunity to do something like that in one's adult life.  Without anyone there to force you into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;challenging&lt;/span&gt; situation except for yourself it's all too easy to wimp out.  But as a parent, in the coming years I will be encouraging my children to do just that...grow and learn and try new things.  Taking the motorcycle class was a great way to remind myself of the feelings that go along with that...fear, uncertainty, doubt, worry.  May I strive every day to encourage my children with a compassion for these emotions as they are meeting life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-6027638643063111830?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6027638643063111830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=6027638643063111830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6027638643063111830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6027638643063111830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/motorcycle-mom-learns-lesson.html' title='Motorcycle Mom learns a lesson'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-352299343470315106</id><published>2008-09-05T08:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:12:19.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-352299343470315106?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/352299343470315106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=352299343470315106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/352299343470315106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/352299343470315106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-1144184998956380038</id><published>2008-07-02T08:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:37:05.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer means Sno-cones!</title><content type='html'>Myfriendconnie, who blogs over at &lt;a href="http://www.smockityfrocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smokity Frocks&lt;/a&gt;, invited us to share our favorite sno-cone flavor in hopes of winning a good summer read from her stash...so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our local sno-cone stand...it is owned by the wife of one of the members of our local fire department. Since Scott's an officer there, we know the family pretty well. In fact, the stand sits in the parking lot of a shopping plaza in town that is owned and managed by another member of the department. I do love small town living! I only hope that in the not so distant future I too will be able to contribute to my community in a meaningful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah but enough musing...on to my favorite flavor... it's called Fire &amp;amp; Ice and it's a mix of cinnamon and spearamint...yum yum! I love the marshmallow topping too! I never knew this, but adding the marshmallow topping might be a regional thing...I had some friends in college that were totally grossed out by the idea...I can't imagine! The more marshmallow the better, if you ask me! The trick is to pace yourself so there's enough marshmallow for the last bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-1144184998956380038?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1144184998956380038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=1144184998956380038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1144184998956380038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1144184998956380038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-means-sno-cones.html' title='Summer means Sno-cones!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-1556988718193999936</id><published>2008-06-23T19:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:22.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>Forgive me for the posting of old news but Sara got her very first haircut EVER last month...She got about 8 inches of sweet baby curls cut off. Right before my very eyes she's making the transition from toddler to pre-schooler...in her looks, in her interests, and in her behavior. We are so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.nobrtable br { display: none }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="nobrtable"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SGAyvW5DheI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4NCW6BB7taQ/s1600-h/CIMG0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215224157675161058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SGAyvW5DheI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4NCW6BB7taQ/s320/CIMG0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215224176236685954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SGAywcCd6oI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hK-nd1HT98Y/s320/CIMG0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-1556988718193999936?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1556988718193999936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=1556988718193999936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1556988718193999936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1556988718193999936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/saras-first-haircut.html' title='Sara&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SGAyvW5DheI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4NCW6BB7taQ/s72-c/CIMG0366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-3367513644525064416</id><published>2008-06-23T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:22.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons from the Garden'/><title type='text'>Garden Update</title><content type='html'>Spring is my most favorite season. I love the break from the long cold winter. I love how everything slowly comes back to life. I love the vibrant colors of Spring found in new leaves, flower blooms, and growing grass. Recently, alternating bouts of heavy rain with warm sunny days have really made everything in my garden just explode! The incredible rate in which everything seems to be growing has really caught Sara's attention. She often asks to go watch the garden grow. The past few weeks almost makes it seem like you could see the plants actually growing if you stood there for a minute!  Sara is learning that plants need sun and rain in order to grow. I tell her this is just like her needing food and rest to grow. We checked out a book from the library called &lt;u&gt;Inch by Inch&lt;/u&gt; that is a sing-song rhyme about growing a garden. She can practically sing the whole thing by herself. We sing it together when we are working in the garden or flower beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SGAvXSc-uPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DHDtHnKvAxQ/s1600-h/CIMG0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215220445631920370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SGAvXSc-uPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DHDtHnKvAxQ/s320/CIMG0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how my garden looks now...please don't mind the decking materials, etc, in the background...that may be a topic for another post.  Remember that my garden is only 4ft by 8ft and that I loosely plant according to the Square Foot Gardening method. According to this method, I really could have fit a lot more plants into my garden...I just ran out of ideas and the stores' supply dwindled as I decided I really could fit some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an inventory of what I planted this year...&lt;br /&gt;1 yellow squash&lt;br /&gt;1 zucchini&lt;br /&gt;1 bush cucumber&lt;br /&gt;2 bush beans&lt;br /&gt;2 yellow bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 red pepper&lt;br /&gt;4 green pepper&lt;br /&gt;3 cherry tomato&lt;br /&gt;6 regular tomato&lt;br /&gt;5 okra (1 of one kind and 4 of another)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and GREAT news!  My sister-in-law has caught the &lt;a href="http://lavitabella-tramma.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-gardener.html"&gt;gardening bug &lt;/a&gt;too!  I am looking forward to her success!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-3367513644525064416?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3367513644525064416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=3367513644525064416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3367513644525064416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3367513644525064416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/garden-update.html' title='Garden Update'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SGAvXSc-uPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DHDtHnKvAxQ/s72-c/CIMG0597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-2512295114659917678</id><published>2008-06-20T08:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:22.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babyhawk Carrier</title><content type='html'>I am so crazy for my new &lt;a href="http://www.babyhawk.com/"&gt;Babyhawk&lt;/a&gt; baby carrier! I ordered it upon the recommendation of a friend who blogged about it &lt;a href="http://http//ordinarytime-bremberg.blogspot.com/2008/02/worth-hype.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Since it is pricey, I knew I needed to try it out first before I shelled out the cash...it was a big hit! Rachael fell asleep in minutes! Maybe it was just timing, but any Momma can appreciate a device that will sooth those little ones into a snugly slumber. I raced home and ordered my very own the next day. Since I HAD to have me one IMMEDIATELY because of its sleep-inducing properties, I chose one of the patterns they had in stock. For those who can stand to wait two weeks, the company has a great selection of patterns to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlhZ2ntokI/AAAAAAAAACg/DCROjTZBkYs/s1600-h/CIMG0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204297941190025794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlhZ2ntokI/AAAAAAAAACg/DCROjTZBkYs/s320/CIMG0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Maria and I with our youngest babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's another thing I just love...I can just as easily carry my 2 1/2 year old as my 8 month old. Either child does equally well on the front or on the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlhamntolI/AAAAAAAAACo/XsRUuQgqd00/s1600-h/CIMG0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204297954074927698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlhamntolI/AAAAAAAAACo/XsRUuQgqd00/s320/CIMG0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So if you are a new Mom or a Mom to many little ones, give yourself a treat and check out the Babyhawk baby carrier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-2512295114659917678?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/2512295114659917678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=2512295114659917678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2512295114659917678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2512295114659917678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/wfmw-babyhawk-carrier.html' title='Babyhawk Carrier'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlhZ2ntokI/AAAAAAAAACg/DCROjTZBkYs/s72-c/CIMG0274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-7350568372446590153</id><published>2008-06-19T16:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:03:51.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Her Time</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my sister-in-law and I were chatting and she asked me what I would do with a time all to myself. My first thought was that my husband had put her up to it so she could report back and he could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; me with a great day out. While that would be nice, that wasn't at all her motivation for the question...at least I don't think so. She really, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; wanted to know. What would I do with time all to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great question from a Mom to another Mom. I admit it...I sometimes feel desperate for time alone. Sometimes I feel exhausted, emotionally spent, and behind on almost everything in my house. (The being behind part is more than a feeling...it's REALITY!) But even as I daydream about how nice it would be to have Scott send me out of the house with instructions not to return till after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nap times&lt;/span&gt;, I am struck with a sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;. I simply adore the company of my children. They are sweet and energetic, funny and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;inquisitive&lt;/span&gt;. They make sure my full attention is on them...exactly where it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets face it, there are things that are easier done sans 2 year old and 8 month old. Should the opportunity ever arise for a several hour period without children and I enter a bumbling state of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;deliriousness&lt;/span&gt; in my driveway at the endless possibilities, I have made myself a list of possible ways to spend my time...&lt;br /&gt;take a quilting class (I actually checked into this one but it will have to wait till fall)&lt;br /&gt;browse the library (My current strategy is to request books online and pick them up right as we are breezing through to check out the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unchewed&lt;/span&gt; cardboard book in the county!)&lt;br /&gt;try on clothes (Though I have to admit...watching Sara try on my-sized bathing suits with me the last time I attempted clothes shopping with kids was awfully cute!)&lt;br /&gt;clean my house with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; else there (Would this even make a difference? I'm willing to think it might!)&lt;br /&gt;grocery shop (No more super duper school bus cart for me...it's the four wheeled cart or BUST!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you spend your time away from your children?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-7350568372446590153?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7350568372446590153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=7350568372446590153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/7350568372446590153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/7350568372446590153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/give-her-time.html' title='Give Her Time'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-7348088331638539744</id><published>2008-06-16T11:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:44:20.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Budget Busters or Blessings?</title><content type='html'>Budgeting is something I have never really had to do. There always seemed to be enough money to pay the bills, and that was all that mattered. Money came in.  Money went out.  Not a whole lot went into savings, but we were getting by very comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the beginning of this year, we had decided that the fact that we were still paying on school loans given our income was kind of silly and we really just need to get rid of them. To that end, we have been making substantial additional payments each month. I am proud to announce that we paid off Scott's loan as of last month! WOOHOO, does that ever feel good! We still have two of mine to go and I was all ready to put the additional monthly payment toward the next loan...but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a car scare on the way home from a trip to NC two weeks ago...think 105 degree heat, I-95, no AC, a car that won't go above 30, a toddler, and a baby.  You get the idea...not pretty.  The car that we were planning to replace in about a year became the car that now must be replaced in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward through an entire week of car dealership hell...don't get me started--I don't even want to go there...and we are now the proud new owner of a 2005 Ford Expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, now the real question comes back to the budget...you remember, that never-to-be-written-down style of financial planning that has sufficed for the first 5 years of our marriage...I think I might have to pick up the pen and paper and do some work.  Can we manage the car payment in addition to the additional payment we are sending to school loans?  Are we willing to give up anything to continue to afford both?  How in the world were we even doing the extra payment before? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a truly blessed person to even be faced with this dilemma...as I write down a budget for our family for the first time in my life, I will be in thankful prayer to God, asking for the best way to use the blessings He has provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-7348088331638539744?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7348088331638539744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=7348088331638539744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/7348088331638539744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/7348088331638539744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/budget-busters-or-blessings.html' title='Budget Busters or Blessings?'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-7263113707516529463</id><published>2008-06-16T11:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:18:42.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daddy is...</title><content type='html'>I am not one to buy cards for really any occasion.  I would much rather put the several dollars toward to present.  My Sweet Sara, however, just loves to pick out cards (read: rearrange the cards and throw as many as possible into the cart).  A quick trip to the grocery store turned into a time management black hole as I set to indulge her in choosing a card for her Daddy for Father's Day.  She found a card with a cute little animal on the front...it said Daddy is my HERO!  Good enough so far.  Below it there was a place for the child to fill in the blanks...think Mad Libs...here's what Sara came up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is...&lt;br /&gt;stronger than a&lt;u&gt; puppy dog.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarter than a &lt;u&gt;toothbrush&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;braver than a &lt;u&gt;lion&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it...according to Sara, Scott is officially smarter than a toothbrush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-7263113707516529463?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7263113707516529463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=7263113707516529463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/7263113707516529463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/7263113707516529463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-daddy-is.html' title='My Daddy is...'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-1869497535100390775</id><published>2008-06-09T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:22.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May SHARE Package</title><content type='html'>I have talked in &lt;a href="http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/share-program.html"&gt;posts &lt;/a&gt;before about the &lt;a href="http://www.sharedc.org/"&gt;SHARE Food Network &lt;/a&gt;so I wanted to share with you what came in the SHARE package for the month of May.  Yes, I know that was soooo last month, but better late than never, right?!  The first pic is the regular package, and the second was their monthly special.  The food in each of the pictures costed $18.00 a piece, for a total of $38 for all the food pictured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDll3GntosI/AAAAAAAAADg/0YWFk7Esdbc/s1600-h/CIMG0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204302841747710658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDll3GntosI/AAAAAAAAADg/0YWFk7Esdbc/s320/CIMG0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204302854632612562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDll32ntotI/AAAAAAAAADo/jM54MvUZNCE/s320/CIMG0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The distribution site is a church about 25 minutes from my house.  A very nice gentleman always meets me at the door of my car to help me shuttle the girls inside and then helps me carry the food/kids back out to my car.  Cheap food and great service...you can't beat that!  Well...maybe cheap food, great service, and a more timely post about the whole experience might be better :)  I will work on that for next month, as well as I am hoping to begin a series on how I incorporate the food I get through the SHARE program into our menus throughout the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-1869497535100390775?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1869497535100390775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=1869497535100390775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1869497535100390775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1869497535100390775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/may-share-package.html' title='May SHARE Package'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDll3GntosI/AAAAAAAAADg/0YWFk7Esdbc/s72-c/CIMG0357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-308600451940311932</id><published>2008-06-09T10:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:12:00.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the Day: Foodtude</title><content type='html'>food·tude (noun)&lt;br /&gt;a negative or hostile state of mind due to lack of adequate sustenance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers beware, I am often prone to foodtudes...so much so, it seems, that this state of being got its own new word in the English language courtesy of my dear husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step in dealing with something is to give it a name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-308600451940311932?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/308600451940311932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=308600451940311932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/308600451940311932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/308600451940311932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/06/word-of-day-foodtude.html' title='Word of the Day: Foodtude'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-316361214422483303</id><published>2008-06-04T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:23.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Port Discovery Pics</title><content type='html'>Several weeks ago, I took the girls to &lt;a href="http://www.portdiscovery.org/#home"&gt;Port Discovery Children's Museum &lt;/a&gt;in Baltimore. I was loving how even Rachael had a great time! I was afraid she would still be too little. And of course Sara had a blast as usual! Enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlkaGntonI/AAAAAAAAAC4/26cQhzuI4rI/s1600-h/CIMG0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204301244019876466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlkaGntonI/AAAAAAAAAC4/26cQhzuI4rI/s320/CIMG0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDllRWntooI/AAAAAAAAADA/OKDeMKtxEh0/s1600-h/CIMG0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204302193207648898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDllRWntooI/AAAAAAAAADA/OKDeMKtxEh0/s320/CIMG0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDllSGntoqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ObNkZ223qgQ/s1600-h/CIMG0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204302206092550818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDllSGntoqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ObNkZ223qgQ/s320/CIMG0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDllR2ntopI/AAAAAAAAADI/8LuWmu5BHTI/s1600-h/CIMG0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204302201797583506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDllR2ntopI/AAAAAAAAADI/8LuWmu5BHTI/s320/CIMG0327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDllSWntorI/AAAAAAAAADY/fhFNMJdapqQ/s1600-h/CIMG0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-316361214422483303?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/316361214422483303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=316361214422483303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/316361214422483303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/316361214422483303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/port-discovery-pics.html' title='Port Discovery Pics'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDlkaGntonI/AAAAAAAAAC4/26cQhzuI4rI/s72-c/CIMG0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-4185201315462404557</id><published>2008-05-25T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:23.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me being beautiful just like you Momma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDljWWntomI/AAAAAAAAACw/KYu-IlajjRs/s1600-h/CIMG0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204300080083739234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDljWWntomI/AAAAAAAAACw/KYu-IlajjRs/s320/CIMG0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh, from the mouths of babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-4185201315462404557?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4185201315462404557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=4185201315462404557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4185201315462404557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4185201315462404557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/me-being-beautiful-just-like-you-momma.html' title='Me being beautiful just like you Momma'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SDljWWntomI/AAAAAAAAACw/KYu-IlajjRs/s72-c/CIMG0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-5659600886664416594</id><published>2008-05-23T07:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T08:00:42.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting caught up, in two minutes or less</title><content type='html'>So it's been entirely too long since I have posted last...I had all intentions of doing a Menu Plan this week and show pictures of the SHARE package I picked up on Saturday.  However, that effort was upstaged by a great trip to Port Discovery Children's Museum in Baltimore.  Ever been?  We love it so much, we actually splurged for the year-long membership.  I like to go about once a month to make sure we are getting our $$ worth!  I would love to share some pictures so you can get a sense of what it's like...it's so cool!!! (Did I mention that already?!)  It's great for kids from baby on up...even Rachael enjoyed herself in the room designed especially for babies and toddlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Rachael, she turned 8 months old this past week, and I really wanted to post about that too.  She's now crawling pretty well, and her new favorite thing is to wave.  She waves at absolutely everything!  She is still as vocal as ever, and I believe she and Bella had their first fight over a toy.  All Kate and I could do was laugh at them as they were shrieking and casting the evil eye at each other.  In the end, it turned out neither really wanted the toy and they went their separate ways to go drool on something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara is making progress in the potty training world.  We checked out this video called "Potty Power" from the library...what a riot!  I highly suggest Mom and Dad preview the video first...you don't want your uncontrolled laughter to in any way distract said 2 year old from the great message of getting Potty Power!  But I do have a question...is it really considered being potty trained if said 2 year old is sitting on the potty and yet still manages to pee all over the floor...nearly every time?!  Maybe so much bathroom cleaning is the reason I haven't gotten around to posting!  Now the new lesson is "Potty Posture" aka how to sit so the pee actually goes into the potty...she keeps correcting me..."No, Mommy...not Potty Posture...me have Potty POWER!"  Apparently the lesson is lost on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully over the long holiday weekend I will have a chance to post some pictures and write something insightful as opposed to this general rambling.  Keeping fingers crossed, but definitely not holding my breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-5659600886664416594?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5659600886664416594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=5659600886664416594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5659600886664416594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5659600886664416594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/getting-caught-up-in-two-minutes-or.html' title='Getting caught up, in two minutes or less'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-3279779321020287157</id><published>2008-05-16T13:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:11:54.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Kate!</title><content type='html'>I have some news...big, exciting news!  In contrast to my nature, I had to refrain from talking incessently about it, because the news wasn't mine to tell.  So patiently I waited till the time was right.  Dear readers, you are in luck because today the wait is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!!! My sister-in-law, Kate, is EXPECTING &lt;a href="http://lavitabella-tramma.blogspot.com/2008/05/introducing.html"&gt;Baby #2&lt;/a&gt;!!!  YIPPEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any creative names you called your precious babies before they are born, stop by her blog and leave her a comment.   The ones we have used for our girls were Seahorse and Jellybean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-3279779321020287157?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3279779321020287157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=3279779321020287157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3279779321020287157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3279779321020287157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/congratulations-kate.html' title='Congratulations Kate!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-3979669825449362376</id><published>2008-05-14T17:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:36:03.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They won't go to kindergarten diapers...will they?!!</title><content type='html'>Santa brought Sara her very own potty for Christmas and there it sat...unused and lonely for months and months.  We even put it away for a while because we were tired of tripping over it whenever we were in the bathroom.  I didn't push the issue at all.  My goal in life is to control the frequency and severity of the crying happening in my house, so packing up the unused potty seemed natural...no tantrum-inducing pressure on Sara and no whining from Scott as he kicks the blasted potty for the um-teenth time.  While I was cleaning out a linen closet last week, Sara spotted the potty and out it came...without any parent-induced fanfare.  There was no explanation of how it worked or what it was for.  It just appeared in the bathroom again.  Several times that day she wanted to sit on the potty, but nothing happened.  I got all anxious because I certainly don't know how to potty train a child...good grief...she's 35 pounds and still wearing diapers...there's only Depends from here on out, folks.  (But Pampers now makes a Size 7...thank you, Kate, for that great bit of trivia.)  In something that could be described as a panic, I requested probably every toilet training manual, children's book and video that the public library carries.  I picked a few up from the library over this past weekend, and before I had even made it through chapter 3 of Potty Training for Dummies, my little girl is calling me...from the potty...the potty containing product!  Sara was giggling and laughing.  Bladder control is apparently very funny to the 2 year old mind.  All day yesterday we were diaper free except for nap time and bedtime.  Today's looking like another big success!  My baby girl is growing up and leaving her Momma in a delirious state of diaper-free amazement...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-3979669825449362376?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3979669825449362376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=3979669825449362376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3979669825449362376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3979669825449362376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/they-wont-go-to-kindergarten.html' title='They won&apos;t go to kindergarten diapers...will they?!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-947302601895491834</id><published>2008-05-12T07:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:05:41.668-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Plan Monday'/><title type='text'>No Menu Plan this Monday</title><content type='html'>I am totally stressed.  I can't seem to finish anything I start and what I am working on seems to turn out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mediocre&lt;/span&gt;.  I have been working off of the same Menu Plan for three weeks now and haven't even cooked all of those meals yet.  Oh and did I mention next Saturday is another &lt;a href="http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/share-program.html"&gt;SHARE pick-up&lt;/a&gt;?!  We have a ton of food just in time for me to be unmotivated to actually cook anything decent.  What luck.  Do you remember from my "&lt;a href="http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/100-things-about-me.html"&gt;100 Things&lt;/a&gt;" post that I really really want a housekeeper?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-947302601895491834?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/947302601895491834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=947302601895491834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/947302601895491834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/947302601895491834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-menu-plan-this-monday.html' title='No Menu Plan this Monday'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-2617268669302966392</id><published>2008-05-12T07:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:21:39.428-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons from the Garden'/><title type='text'>Update on the Accidental Watermelon</title><content type='html'>I told you all how I accidentally came to own a &lt;a href="http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/accidental-watermelon.html"&gt;watermelon &lt;/a&gt;plant that is described to produce 125 pound fruits. Because I bought it, it became mine and because I have no space in my yard for such a plant, I set out on a mission to find a fitting home for my accidental watermelon. I wanted someone to love it and grow it like I would if I'd only had the space. Then the thought occurred to me...what if the girls gave it to their Meme (Scott's mom) for Mother's Day?! She has the space (they have grown pumpkins in years past) and she would certainly not want to disappoint the grand-babies by letting the watermelon die. A brilliant idea if I do say so myself! I hope to provide you more updates and photos as the accidental watermelon grows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-2617268669302966392?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/2617268669302966392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=2617268669302966392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2617268669302966392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2617268669302966392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-on-accidental-watermelon.html' title='Update on the Accidental Watermelon'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-6468835127033652944</id><published>2008-05-08T08:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:24:14.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Whether You Win or Lose...</title><content type='html'>I received a phone call from my nephew who was just bubbling over with excitement! He called to tell me his baseball team had lost 11-12! He lost, you say? But why would he be excited about that? He gave me the rundown of the entire game...how he had three (count-'em THREE!) hits into the outfield and that after the first hit the other team's coach had the outfielders scoot back when he was at bat again. I can only imagine what this does to a young boy's ego!  He told me how this was the most runs his team had ever scored in a game, and while he himself didn't score, he did contribute an RBI or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am incredibly proud of my nephew and have been so blessed to watch him grow up and mature. Through his one simple phone call to me, he demonstrated so many admirable qualities.   He found joy and satisfaction in a job well done, even if the end result wasn't a win.  He recognized his contribution to the team as a whole.  He showed that he values his family enough to call us to tell us about what is important in his life.    I am truly honored that he thought of me as a person he would want to share his successes with. &lt;i&gt;Thank you, Danny!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-6468835127033652944?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6468835127033652944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=6468835127033652944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6468835127033652944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6468835127033652944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-not-whether-you-win-or-lose.html' title='It&apos;s Not Whether You Win or Lose...'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-1823441633425018351</id><published>2008-05-07T08:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:58:51.833-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons from the Garden'/><title type='text'>The Accidental Watermelon</title><content type='html'>So...I may have accidentally bought a watermelon plant....that I may have somehow thought was an okra plant...  I am a very novice gardener to begin with, but then I thought it wise to do a whirlwind trip through the Home Depot at 7 am on my way to work.  Apparently, I was not fully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caffeinated&lt;/span&gt; and in the morning sunlight my mind saw okra.  In the car on the way to work I noticed the picture of the bright red juicy fruit pictured on the plant tag.  Curious, I thought as I pulled the tag out of the plant.  Then I flipped it over to read about my not-an-okra watermelon and the first line read..."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mammoth&lt;/span&gt; fruit can reach up to 125lbs!"  Did I mention my garden is only 4ft x 8ft.  The one thing it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mammoth&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh, what to do with my accidental watermelon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-1823441633425018351?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1823441633425018351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=1823441633425018351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1823441633425018351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1823441633425018351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/accidental-watermelon.html' title='The Accidental Watermelon'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-2546205660406398847</id><published>2008-05-06T11:23:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:23.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Flowers fo ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SCIGVbDDp2I/AAAAAAAAACY/YILcrMyB1LM/s1600-h/Mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197723885046572898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SCIGVbDDp2I/AAAAAAAAACY/YILcrMyB1LM/s320/Mom%27s+Day+Flowers.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW!!! My husband is such a great Daddy! Yesterday at work, I received a special delivery...it was a beautiful floral arrangement that Scott had sent to me from the girls for Mother's Day. He had specially requested two sunflowers (my favorite!) to be included in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bouquet&lt;/span&gt; to symbolize each of our daughters. When I saw them, I knew exactly what they were there for. What a thoughtful touch! I will keep them at work with me all week, then bring them home on the weekend. I am using the picture included in this post as my wallpaper on my computer at work so I can enjoy them for a very long time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-2546205660406398847?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/2546205660406398847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=2546205660406398847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2546205660406398847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2546205660406398847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-flowers-fo-me.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Flowers fo ME!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SCIGVbDDp2I/AAAAAAAAACY/YILcrMyB1LM/s72-c/Mom%27s+Day+Flowers.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-5068243262140353113</id><published>2008-05-05T06:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:24.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Plan Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday: May 5 - May 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://orgjunkie.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196716075790429010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SB5xvNAM61I/AAAAAAAAAB4/XjBcu5-N0D8/s320/mpm8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a planner by nature. I love lists. I like to know what to expect and to look forward to. Only recently, and with the help of my husband, have I learned to relax a little...or in the case of this week...alot! Ordinarily, I would be frustrated if I spent the time to create, say, a meal plan and then we didn't stick to the plan. This past week, we tossed the plan to the wind and did lots of eating out and accepting unexpected invitations for meals. It was a total blast! And the best reward of all is that I get to recycle last week's meal plan for this week, with no extra grocery shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to my &lt;a href="http://www.lavitabella-tramma.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister-in-law's &lt;/a&gt;house for homemade pizzas last Friday. This is one of our favorite dinners! We do it probably about every other week. She does the dough in her bread maker and adds yummy Italian spices to it for a little extra flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196716436567681890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SB5yENAM62I/AAAAAAAAACA/vz8ScudlBc0/s320/100_2366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sara's favorite part is to "roll roll roll."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196716818819771250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SB5yadAM63I/AAAAAAAAACI/X4iWZqNAQRk/s320/100_2367.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We all bring over toppings to share and everyone (even Sara!) gets to make their own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196717085107743618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SB5yp9AM64I/AAAAAAAAACQ/gAQGQ5I0fps/s320/100_2369.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In the summertime, we cook the pizzas right on the pizza stone that is placed on the grill :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's what's on the menu for this week....again.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Breakfast--&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;br /&gt;Oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;Grits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch--&lt;br /&gt;Macaroni &amp;amp; Cheese&lt;br /&gt;Turkey Sandwhiches&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Cheese&lt;br /&gt;Meatball Subs&lt;br /&gt;Leftovers (Lasagna, Potato Leek Soup) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snack--&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Fruit (Apples, Oranges)&lt;br /&gt;Crackers&lt;br /&gt;Pretzels &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner--&lt;br /&gt;Monday--Spaghetti &amp;amp; Meatballs&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday--Chicken Tenders, Rice, Sweet Potato Patties&lt;br /&gt;Wedenesday--Grilled Brats w/Peppers &amp;amp; Onions, Baked Beans, Potato Salad&lt;br /&gt;Thursday--Salmon, Salad, Baked Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Friday--Leftovers or Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Saturday--Dinner w/Mom at her house&lt;br /&gt;Sunday--Breaded Fried Pork Chops, Green Beans, Stuffing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-5068243262140353113?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5068243262140353113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=5068243262140353113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5068243262140353113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5068243262140353113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/menu-plan-monday-may-5-may-11.html' title='Menu Plan Monday: May 5 - May 11'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SB5xvNAM61I/AAAAAAAAAB4/XjBcu5-N0D8/s72-c/mpm8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-2498407831138287530</id><published>2008-05-02T16:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:02:58.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons from the Garden'/><title type='text'>Garden Planning</title><content type='html'>My garden is a 4 foot by 8 foot raised bed. Small as it may be, I have had great success from it in the past. I loosely subscribe to the "&lt;a href="http://www.squarefootgardening.com/"&gt;Square Foot Gardening&lt;/a&gt;" concept, though I never quite come up with enough things to actually fill every single square foot...in my garden that would be 32 things at once! And some things can be planted even closer together (i.e. several plants per sq.ft.) so the number of plants could only go up from there. Anybody else out there trying this method? I would love to hear how you plan and use your space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I am excited to try some new veggies that I have never grown before. Today I picked up okra, yellow pepper, bush cucumber, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt;. I also have five regular tomato plants and two cherry tomato plants...I have done these ones for the past several years and they do great! The biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; is taming the tomato plants so they don't crowd out the others. I need to design some trellising or caging that will keep the tomato beasts under control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up some seeds for beans and peas. I have no idea where I will plant these, as they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;viney&lt;/span&gt; and tend to go all over the place if not given an appropriate climbing structure. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, did I mention I have about a 15% success rate with starting seeds? Open toilet. Flush $3. ...but a girl can &lt;del&gt;pretend&lt;/del&gt; hope , right?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forecast for this weekend is looking promising...Sweet Sara, get those toddler hands ready...we're gonna dig!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-2498407831138287530?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/2498407831138287530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=2498407831138287530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2498407831138287530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/2498407831138287530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/garden-planning.html' title='Garden Planning'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-1784550609328629843</id><published>2008-05-02T10:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:37:13.508-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons from the Garden'/><title type='text'>Lessons from the Garden</title><content type='html'>I love my garden, small as it may be. I am so excited this year to include my 2 1/2 year old in the planting/tending of it. My hope is that she will also love it like I do and this will become an activity we can enjoy together year after year. There are so many life lessons to be taught through a garden...over the summer, I hope to convey the following to my daughter though gardening together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Delayed gratification&lt;br /&gt;--All living things echo the beauty of God&lt;br /&gt;--Where food comes from&lt;br /&gt;--Hard work, when shared with friends/family, can actually be fun and memorable&lt;br /&gt;--Great things come from small beginnings&lt;br /&gt;--Weeds are similar to sin in our life&lt;br /&gt;--Caring for nature is part of good citizenship&lt;br /&gt;--Giving generously the excess that our garden produces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-1784550609328629843?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1784550609328629843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=1784550609328629843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1784550609328629843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/1784550609328629843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/05/lessons-from-garden.html' title='Lessons from the Garden'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-4704959355131498063</id><published>2008-04-30T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:24.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WFMW'/><title type='text'>WFMW: Aldi's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SBiB-S_ZzXI/AAAAAAAAABw/GdrRynmzbfk/s1600-h/WFMW.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045077421510002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SBiB-S_ZzXI/AAAAAAAAABw/GdrRynmzbfk/s320/WFMW.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Call me simple-minded---un-American even--but here it is..I desire &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fewer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; choices in life, not more. I don't need a choice of 18 types of paper towels...any will work just fine. Some will argue there's a real difference in paper towels and this deserves careful consideration. But guess what--they all end up in the trash at some point anyway. I don't need to devote a second more of my time to what brand and color of dish soap will match my kitchen decor the best. (Be assured that NOTHING in my kitchen matches!) I strive to save my time and brain energy for decision-making when it really counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter ALDI's to rescue me from the world of too many decisions! &lt;a href="http://www.aldifoods.com/index_ENU_HTML.htm"&gt;ALDI &lt;/a&gt;is a grocery chain that is only 5 isles long--you heard right--only 5 isles. But where will I find my most favorite double chocolate cherry chip ice cream, you ask? You may not find it at ALDI...but then again you might...but there will only be one brand, not the 7-10 that you might find in a traditional grocery store. This is what is so appealing to me...if I want Saltines...I find Saltines. There's only one kind (no decision-making on brand involved) and they are cheap, Cheap, CHEAP! (Saltines were 89 cents when I went last.) I get a financial reward for my lack of decision-making! When in life does that EVER happen?! This is my kind of place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALDI also appeals to me for the ingenious way they modify the behaviour of their customers. In order to use a cart, you must insert a quarter for the cart to release from the line. The quarter stays stuck until you replace the cart. It's your money to begin with, it's stuck in your cart staring at you the whole time you shop, and the line of other carts is so close...the need to retrieve that precious quarter takes hold of the shopper and magically all the carts are put away! There are no...and quote me on this...NO stray carts in the ALDI parking lot! It is amazing how a borrowed quarter can cause shoppers to be conscientious in returning their carts at the end of their shopping! Gotta love the power of 25 cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way they train their customers costs only 5 cents. ALDI does not provide bags or bagger staff to pack your groceries at the end of your trip. But for a mere nickel per bag, you may purchase bags to do it yourself. Again, the thought of actually having to pay extra for bags...even at only 5 cents each...is so detestable to most shoppers that they either do without altogether, or they have learned to bring their own reusable bags. (The former makes for a fun car ride home, I am sure!) I bring my own bags...I keep a stash of them in my car at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can't resist that type of passive control...all for cents on the dollar...brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While both my lack of decision making and amusement with passive behaviour modification are important, they certainly wouldn't cause me to drive 40 minutes from my house to shop at the closest ALDI's store. It all comes back to the mighty dollar...ALDI's is SO cheap!!! (I hope to post a price comparison from a recent trip...Aldi versus SuperFresh...stay tuned!) Even factoring in the cost of gas (roughly $14), I still come out ahead by making the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am currently on a&lt;a href="http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/crazy-for-coupons-or-just-plain-crazy.html"&gt; coupon break&lt;/a&gt;, ALDI is the best way for me to get great prices without having to invest the time into comparing multiple sale ads with coupons and hitting multiple stores on shopping day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Wednesday, and it &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/"&gt;Works for Me&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-4704959355131498063?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4704959355131498063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=4704959355131498063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4704959355131498063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4704959355131498063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/wedensday-wfmw-aldis.html' title='WFMW: Aldi&apos;s'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SBiB-S_ZzXI/AAAAAAAAABw/GdrRynmzbfk/s72-c/WFMW.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-3133351697078410371</id><published>2008-04-28T12:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:16:07.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy for Coupons or Just Plain Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since the beginning of the year, I have gone Hook, Line &amp;amp; Sinker into couponing. I love the strategy game of matching coupons with sales, hitting each store at the right time, and the immediate reward of getting something for nothing...or very close to it. I prefer to do things I am good at right away, and this fit the bill...a combination of strategy and shopping, how am I to resist? ...and who can pass up a good bargain, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently though, it has occurred to me, that I allow myself to spend an incredible amount of time on my fascination with coupons and getting deals. In a typical week I spend probably 4 hours a week preparing to go grocery shopping. I plan my menus, write my list, scour grocery ads like it's going out of style, and gather my coupons to match them up with what's on sale for the week. On shopping day I hit at least two grocery stores and CVS in one trip. The actual shopping takes me about 3 hours. Did you do the math? That's 7 hours of my precious life every week devoted to the grocery store. We don't spend that much time at the dinner table as a family on an average week! It's a new take on the old time vs. money thing...do I spend the time to save the money, or do I spend the money and save the time? Where's the balance? Something is seriously off-kilter in my priorities! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, my skill at the couponing game has caused me to become a bit overwhelmed in stuff. I used to think that was a sign of my success. I did a great job, and ended up with more stuff...but let me be clear...the last thing my house needs is more stuff. Why then can't I resist yet another free tube of toothpaste? Is a 2-year supply of the stuff not enough? When my husband can't open the linen closet because 30 rolls of paper towels come spilling out, you'd think I would get the hint...nope...clueless. My bargains have crossed the threshold of meeting a need or stocking a pantry (i.e. only one replacement item per item in use) to being just plain clutter. While I am trying to restore a neat house on one hand, the other hand is full of toothpaste and paper towels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But with couponing. boy, oh boy, can I save some cash! There's not a better feeling in the world than walking out of a store with a boatload full of groceries and looking at the bottom of the receipt to find you saved 67% due to sales and coupons. But where is all that savings going? We don't have a budget...we haven't needed to pay that close of attention to our spending in years. We could afford to pay full price if we had to. Why spend the time on searching out deals when the savings has little meaning at all because it's not being put toward a tangible goal? I would love to be disciplined enough to look at my receipts and transfer the amount equivalent to what I save into a dedicated account for a specific purpose, be it something practical like a home improvement project, or something fun like a special vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I sort out my mixed emotions toward couponing, I am officially taking a break...what that means exactly, I am not sure. All I know is that I need to more wisely choose how to spend my time and money. Check in with me tomorrow as I review a great food store that just may be the answer to my couponing conundrum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-3133351697078410371?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3133351697078410371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=3133351697078410371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3133351697078410371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/3133351697078410371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/crazy-for-coupons-or-just-plain-crazy.html' title='Crazy for Coupons or Just Plain Crazy'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-6164163035489106525</id><published>2008-04-25T07:26:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:24.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Plan Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday: April 28-May 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.orgjunkie.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193148707626405218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SBHFPC_ZzWI/AAAAAAAAABI/uXPLNiXoZaA/s320/mpm8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bit of a disaster in the Stanley kitchen this past week. Part of the preparation of the potato leek soup I made on Wedenesday required some puree-ing (not sure if that's really even a word!). With no stick blender to be had, I thought it wise to pour the boiling soup into the regular blender. Also, seeking to conserve time, I was just sure I could puree all the soup at once. I could barely get the lid on, but it fit so away I went. Big. Huge. Mistake. Soup was EVERYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enter my cooking tip of the week: If the recipe calls for the use of a stick blender, there must be a good reason--use it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to this week's menu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oatmeal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macaroni &amp;amp; Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turkey Sandwhiches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grilled Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meatball Subs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leftovers (Lasagna, Potato Leek Soup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snack--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fruit (Apples, Oranges)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crackers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretzels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday--Spaghetti &amp;amp; Meatballs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday--Chicken Tenders, Rice, Sweet Potato Patties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wedenesday--Grilled Brats w/Peppers &amp;amp; Onions, Baked Beans, Potato Salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday--Salmon, Salad, Baked Potatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday--Leftovers or Pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday--Dinner w/Mom at her house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday--Breaded Fried Pork Chops, Green Beans, Stuffing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/149/611722770A70839567D59FEF32FEAF6F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-6164163035489106525?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6164163035489106525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=6164163035489106525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6164163035489106525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6164163035489106525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/menu-plan-monday-april-28-may-4.html' title='Menu Plan Monday: April 28-May 4'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SBHFPC_ZzWI/AAAAAAAAABI/uXPLNiXoZaA/s72-c/mpm8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-6068995614981246903</id><published>2008-04-24T14:17:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:24.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Debbie!</title><content type='html'>I met Debbie in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;graduate&lt;/span&gt; school and she quickly became one of my dearest friends. In fact, Scott and I love her so much that we asked her to be Sara's Godmother. She adores both of my children like they were her own. (That earns extra special bonus points in my book!) Debbie celebrated her birthday this past week and several of us took her out to lunch to a Greek restaurant with outdoor seating. The weather was wonderful but the company of such a fine group of friends was even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193142149211344210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SBG_RS_ZzVI/AAAAAAAAABA/5zKivzM_nbU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;From Left to Right: Zinnia, Linda, Sabrina, Laura, Debbie, Me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-6068995614981246903?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6068995614981246903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=6068995614981246903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6068995614981246903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/6068995614981246903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-debbie.html' title='Happy Birthday, Debbie!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SBG_RS_ZzVI/AAAAAAAAABA/5zKivzM_nbU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-8284768029848682390</id><published>2008-04-21T15:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:24.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachael is 7 months old today!</title><content type='html'>Happy 7-month birthday, my dear sweet Rachael!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191783777094600466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SAzr1ohcBxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qIu-Uprbe-k/s320/100_2037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a special addition to our family...so full of joy!  Your eyes just dance when you smile.  You laugh with your whole body.  You look with such admiration at your big sister Sara.  She is so loving and kind to you and you just eat it up!  Soon enough you will be crawling after her and she will be in her glory!  My beautiful baby, Mamma and Daddy love you so much and we are blessed every single day by the gift of your life.  May God bless you now and always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-8284768029848682390?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8284768029848682390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=8284768029848682390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8284768029848682390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8284768029848682390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/rachael-is-7-months-old-today.html' title='Rachael is 7 months old today!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SAzr1ohcBxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qIu-Uprbe-k/s72-c/100_2037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-4643593332316229504</id><published>2008-04-18T21:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:11:53.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things about Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a motorcycle license&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I met my husband in a burning building&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family vacations annually in the Outer Banks, NC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been to Russia and Italy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am an only child&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I work for the Federal Government&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a Master's degree from Johns Hopkins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am afraid of being alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunflowers are my favorite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have worn glasses since middle school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never had braces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband is a firefighter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was raised Methodist but am now attending a Catholic church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have donated my hair to "Wigs for Kids" twice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I teach my babies sign language&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love planning themed parties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never dyed my hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depression runs in my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my iPod&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was on a competitive jump rope team as a kid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was in Girl Scouts for 13 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like birds as pets, though I enjoy the ones that come to our feeders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am working on becoming a more patient person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to see the world as only black &amp;amp; white; now it's not so clear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would like to go back to school for a degree in Social Work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am an introvert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;INTJ--need I say more?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One summer, I spent every day but two at the community pool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My marriage is forever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Couponing is a great game for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love children's museums&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I was a better gardener&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have two precious daughters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have my ears pierced three times in each ear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked to school from 6th to 12th grade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My birthstone is Peridot and I have never seen any attractive jewelry using that stone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love lists&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My middle name is Lynn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a German Shepard named Harley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am generally afraid to try new things because I won't be good enough the first time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a 45 minute commute to work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took country line dancing lessons in college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subway was my first job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am an intense person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have watched "Finding Nemo" so many times in my house the DVD actually broke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sacrifice tidiness for spending time with my kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love watching professional football&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I played soccer in high school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I could spend hours in the library&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best birthday present I ever got was when my husband took me to a favorite store and let me browse forever and bought me whatever I picked out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to be as good of a Mommy as my Mother was&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a pretty good knitter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teaching my sister-in-law how to sew still makes me laugh just thinking about it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have sold things on eBay in the past&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two of my cousins went to the same college as me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With enough coffee, anything's possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a sister-in-law that also blogs and is the one who got me interested in starting my own&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I grew up in a very suburban area and now I live in a small rural town&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I usually listen to Country music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I collect Longaberger baskets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I buy most of the clothing for my family at Goodwill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I my dreams, I have a housekeeper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am financially conservative--frugal but definitely not stingy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My goal in life as a kid was to live in a house with more than one floor--a true sign of success--we do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am so proud to have my very own yard to mow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like to play the CVS shopping game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I currently have enough toothpaste to last me probably three years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mother is fluent in Sign Language, as is my brother-in-law's mother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray often for my children and my husband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am left-handed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone thinks my mother and I are sisters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I struggle with really listening to people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruit salad is one of my favorite foods&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of the best things about having little girls is being able to dress them alike&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The last book I read was a Memoir&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My least favorite household chore is doing dishes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The hosts on QVC fascinate me for their ability to chatter endlessly about nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easter is my favorite holiday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water chestnuts give me the chills &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just don't get the appeal for kids with Dr. Seuss books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My name is Angela and I have never liked being called Angie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My best days are when I feel the most taken care of&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is a difference between tolerance and acceptance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish we would have named our first daughter after someone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While I do enjoy my career, my true work in life is being a Mom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have set a goal to walk the C&amp;amp;O Canal Trail before I have another baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never had surgery of any kind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going shopping makes me happy, even if I don't buy anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Regular Coke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In elementary school, I went to summer school for an older age group just for fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My most recent Amazon purchase was this toilet seat where the child's potty seat is recessed into the lid...what an awesome invention!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I prefer summer over winter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My children have reddish hair and blue eyes; neither my husband or I have these characteristics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I often misplace things and my husband is usually the one who has the patience to go find them for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I graduated college Magna Cum Laude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I once grew 96 cloves of garlic in my 4' x 8' raised garden bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother-in-law and I have Sudoku races to see who can finish first&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no particular attachment to the cars I drive; the cheapest, most reliable will do just fine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't pretend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like the smell of microwave popcorn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-4643593332316229504?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4643593332316229504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=4643593332316229504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4643593332316229504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/4643593332316229504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 Things about Me'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-624257139954521312</id><published>2008-04-18T13:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:27:06.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SHARE Program</title><content type='html'>In an effort to reduce our grocery bill, I have discovered the &lt;a href="http://www.sharedc.org/"&gt;SHARE Food Network&lt;/a&gt; in my area. SHARE purchases quality food at a discount and in bulk, repackages it and distributes it to area pick-up sites. The food is then sold to SHARE participants for $18 per package. (The retail value of the food you get each month is estimated at $40-$45!) This is not a need based program, and only requires that participants contribute a minimum of two hours of community service per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to make a grocery list...you get what you are given. The challange then becomes finding interesting recipes to make to use all items in the SHARE package. Call me crazy, but I actually find this very appealing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to post a picture but my camera seems to be on the fritz.  Maybe next month! &lt;br /&gt;Here's what the April SHARE package contains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bone-in Center Cut Pork Chops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breaded Chicken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fully-Cooked Shrimp Alfredo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ground Turkey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slicked Turkey Breast Deli Meat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hunts Snack Gel Cups&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frozen Sweet Potato Patties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Produce (Potatoes, Onions, Apples, Oranges, Lettuce, Green Peppers, Carrots)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-624257139954521312?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/624257139954521312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=624257139954521312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/624257139954521312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/624257139954521312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/share-program.html' title='SHARE Program'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-5502811802108271213</id><published>2008-04-18T13:09:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:51:25.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Plan Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday: April 21-27, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://orgjunkie.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190652318256107858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="116" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SAjmyD42kVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/JKAhwiezTjM/s320/mpm8.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always liked the idea of menu planning just so I don't have to think about the inevitable "What's for dinner?" question that's bound to get asked just as I am &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;walking&lt;/span&gt; collapsing in the door from work. I am also trying to cut our grocery bill by being more organized and actually eating everything we buy. (I tend to grocery shop each week out of habit, rather than out of need. Not only do I not usually need what I buy, but I would much rather have the time and money for doing something else!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the meals we have on schedule for the coming week. (Given our multiple evening activities for this week that include dinner, I am getting off easy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfasts:&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;Oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;br /&gt;Toast w/Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snacks:&lt;br /&gt;Fruit (Oranges, Apples, Bananas)&lt;br /&gt;Jello&lt;br /&gt;Cheese sticks&lt;br /&gt;Pretzels&lt;br /&gt;Crackers &amp;amp; Peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Carrot Sticks&lt;br /&gt;Cottage Cheese&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunches:&lt;br /&gt;Turkey &amp;amp; Cheese Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Cheese&lt;br /&gt;Tuna on Crackers&lt;br /&gt;Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Pigs in a Blanket&lt;br /&gt;Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinners:&lt;br /&gt;Monday--Church function w/dinner buffet&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday--Lasagna, salad, garlic bread&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday--&lt;a href="http://http//www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,1977,FOOD_9936_29689,00.html"&gt;Potato-leek soup&lt;/a&gt;, cheddar biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Thursday--Shrimp Alfredo, TX toast&lt;br /&gt;Friday--Rehersal Dinner for Wedding Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Saturday--Wedding Reception&lt;br /&gt;Sunday--Tilapia marinated in honey/lime/garlic, corn, scalloped potatoes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-5502811802108271213?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5502811802108271213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=5502811802108271213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5502811802108271213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/5502811802108271213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/menu-plan-monday-april-21-27-2008.html' title='Menu Plan Monday: April 21-27, 2008'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SAjmyD42kVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/JKAhwiezTjM/s72-c/mpm8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846903615347812802.post-8401441591709499069</id><published>2008-04-18T10:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:07:25.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am...</title><content type='html'>I hesitantly enter the Blogging world...and I am concerned. Will people read my Blog? Do I want people reading my blog? I'm not a writing person...I prefer just the facts, not flowery descriptions. Can I really do this?? Do I have anything remotely interesting to say?? You be the judge...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5846903615347812802-8401441591709499069?l=sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8401441591709499069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5846903615347812802&amp;postID=8401441591709499069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8401441591709499069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846903615347812802/posts/default/8401441591709499069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetstanleysisters.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am...'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06729995918073520538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHNKT6mQH3w/SREU7Ue4BkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KD2oGMemEzg/S220/100_0395.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
