tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407168044879680422024-03-05T19:54:49.711-06:00Chicken Tracks Etc.~ Simple wondering's along the way ~~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.comBlogger480125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-81579678788489790522015-01-30T15:32:00.001-06:002015-01-30T15:32:29.019-06:00The final countdown...<b> Silly me... I thought there were only 5 stages of Grief. HA Nope there are 7. I seem to be stuck on 3 and 4 with a slight edging towards 5. There hasn't been a day yet that I havn't cried over Sochi Bear... It's getting less, but the thought of someone renaming MY baby just hurts, which leads to making me angry and in turn I get depressed and cry.</b><br />
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<b>In all honesty I need to wrap my head around it and try and control myself better. I keep having to bottle it up and it literately is making my heart hurt. Or maybe it's just the muscles in my chest... seeing as my whole body it tight and tense from the cold and walking on ice and trying to fall.</b><br />
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<b>Letting Sochi go has been the hardest thing I've done. And it's hurt me more and effected me more than any other dog I've ever had. In all honesty I can't ever see myself owning any breed other than a Newfie. Before letting Beary go all puppies where cute, loved all dogs the same... Hey a dogs love is LOVE no matter the breed or mixed muttyness of them. Now when I look at pictures and dream any other breed is oh that's cute but not for me... Trust me, I've always wanted several different breeds... Not anymore. </b><br />
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<b>I wonder if in dog lovers there is always that ONE breed that is ment for YOU. </b><br />
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<b>Where ever you might be Sochi Bear I LOVE YOU! You will always have a special place in my heart. </b><br />
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<b>Back to Stages 1 & 2</b><br />
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<b>Here is the grief model we call the 7 Stages of Grief:</b>
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<li><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #435616;">SHOCK & DENIAL-</span></b><br />You
will probably react to learning of the loss with numbed disbelief. You
may deny the reality of the loss at some level, in order to avoid the
pain. Shock provides emotional protection from being overwhelmed all at
once. This may last for weeks.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #435616;">PAIN & GUILT-</span></b><br />As
the shock wears off, it is replaced with the suffering of unbelievable
pain. Although excruciating and almost unbearable, it is important that
you experience the pain fully, and not hide it, avoid it or escape from
it with alcohol or drugs. <br /><br /> You
may have guilty feelings or remorse over things you did or didn't do
with your loved one. Life feels chaotic and scary during this phase.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><b><span style="color: #435616;">ANGER & BARGAINING-</span></b><br />Frustration
gives way to anger, and you may lash out and lay unwarranted blame for
the death on someone else. Please try to control this, as permanent
damage to your relationships may result. This is a time for the release
of bottled up emotion.<br /><br /><span style="background-color: initial;">You
may rail against fate, questioning "Why me?" You may also try to
bargain in vain with the powers that be for a way out of your despair
("I will never drink again if you just bring him back")</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><span style="background-color: initial;"><b><span style="color: #435616;">"DEPRESSION", REFLECTION, LONELINESS-</span></b><br />Just
when your friends may think you should be getting on with your life, a
long period of sad reflection will likely overtake you. This is a normal
stage of grief, so do not be "talked out of it" by well-meaning
outsiders. Encouragement from others is not helpful to you during this stage of grieving.<br /><br />During
this time, you finally realize the true magnitude of your loss, and it
depresses you. You may isolate yourself on purpose, reflect on things
you did with your lost one, and focus on memories of the past. You may
sense feelings of emptiness or despair.<br /><br />More 7 stages of grief...</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #435616;">THE UPWARD TURN-</span></b><br />As
you start to adjust to life without your dear one, your life becomes a
little calmer and more organized. Your physical symptoms lessen, and
your "depression" begins to lift slightly.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #435616;">RECONSTRUCTION & WORKING THROUGH-</span></b><br />As
you become more functional, your mind starts working again, and you
will find yourself seeking realistic solutions to problems posed by life
without your loved one. You will start to work on practical and
financial problems and reconstructing yourself and your life without him
or her.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #435616;">ACCEPTANCE & HOPE-</span></b><br />During
this, the last of the seven stages in this grief model, you learn to
accept and deal with the reality of your situation. Acceptance does not
necessarily mean instant happiness. Given the pain and turmoil you have
experienced, you can never return to the carefree, untroubled YOU that
existed before this tragedy. But you will find a way forward.<br /><br />You
will start to look forward and actually plan things for the future.
Eventually, you will be able to think about your lost loved one without
pain; sadness, yes, but the wrenching pain will be gone. You will once
again anticipate some good times to come, and yes, even find joy again
in the experience of living.<br /><br />You have made it through the 7 stages of grief.</span></li>
</ol>
~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-90077335765093627262015-01-27T11:42:00.002-06:002015-01-27T11:42:31.948-06:00Update on SochiLike anyone reads or cares anymore. But Sochi has found her forever home. With a lovely family with 3 kids. Oh how she will love that. She looks sad, but I think I'm just wanting her to look sad a miss me a little. She will adjust, she needed this. But I needed her.<br />
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I keep thinking I'll stop crying, the hurting and aching will lessen but it hasn't. Some I'm sure will say it's part of my punishment for my past sins. So be it. I've lost all feeling I am numb. I don't care, or feel anymore. <br />
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People think Ive done the wrong thing, some the right thing. It was right, so many things I've done have been the right thing to do not to say it didn't hurt me or others. At some point you have to stop the cycle. I may not have executed it right, but it was the right thing to do. Everyone and everything deserves wings to fly to be where and do what God created them for. Be it a person or animal. <br />
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Now back to your regularly scheduled like. ~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-9023207102250231852015-01-25T12:49:00.003-06:002015-01-25T12:49:36.924-06:00Missing Sochi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm missing my girl something awful. It would almost be easier if she had crossed the rainbow bridge. However I had to give her up to a rescue. She will be better off with a family who can love and spoil her, let her be with them, run in a fenced in yard, play... LIVE life of a cable and neighbors thinking she's a bearing and now starting to fire warning shots at her. I have never been in a area of more idiots than I am now. Maybe I have but had more tolerance of it.<br />
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I wasn't able to do this. As I wasn't allowed to have her with me because she didn't have house manners... now HOW in the HELL can she learn to have manners if I can't teach while she's upstairs??? Other people called her bad, FOR BEING WHAT SHE AND HER BREED DOES!!! OH and she was mean and would hurt people. There wasn't a mean bone in her body!!! The constant you need to shock her with a shock collar, you need to have a pen (I WANTED A DANGED PEN!!!!) but where ever it would have gone would have been in peoples way. Or spooked a certain horse.<br />
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God forbid she would come in contact with other certain people, she might brush up against them and cause lord only knows what kind of damage. <br />
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The last straw was when she was bored and pulled on a water hose that was attached to the hydrant that got pulled from the wall. was there water running all over the barn? NO, was the pipe cracked? NO, was it her fault that the hose got left where she could reach it? NO but oh the swearing and hype over an easy fix. But I was blamed and she was blamed. And so I got her to a place that would find her a home where she wouldn't be hit and taunted by others. That's how you teach a dog.<br />
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Sorry I don't believe in being cruel or hitting a dog to make them mind. And you can't make others listen, at least I can't. Besides I'm just the idiot. The idiot who lives with a man who doesn't like dogs, and I'm a person who can't (I do but it kills me inside) live without them.<br />
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I guess when I have a dog to love it makes me forget I can't have children. And that ache dulls when I have a dog to pour my love into. Sochi was the only thing in my life that didn't make me feel bad or ugly for being over weight, she never complained, never made fat jokes...<br />
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I've never in my life so bad about myself as I do now. I just want my baby back, and I can't. It would be selfish of me and I know it. I can't grieve about her being gone when a certain person is around. It's not allowed. So I cry in the shower, in the middle of the night, or when he is gone. My heart is so heavy... <br />
<br />~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-67525249663867133692014-09-23T09:58:00.000-05:002014-09-23T09:58:00.373-05:00First DayIt's been a long 5 months of running over the hill, thru the woods, up a hill to help a friend with her chores following shoulder surgery. Yes I was paid to go, had I been closer I wouldn't have asked and in all honesty she wouldn't have not given me something.<br />
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However times are tough and she couldn't afford me anymore. In a way I miss our morning chats, in other ways... I'm FREE! It's amazing how an hour in the morning just does something to throw my world out of sync.<br />
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The stress this past year has been awful. Between my former job (I quit... never went back after rumors of me steeling when I wasn't there started going around. Getting in trouble for having over time, losing preemie calves, etc etc etc TOO MUCH!), going over twice a day for 2 months for horse chores, a new puppy (who is 90+ pounds at almost 9 months) the baler business and life in general. UGH I don't know how to act with not having to go places constantly.<br />
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The BABY at 8 months old... prefixed state. NO babies for this baby. I knew I couldn't ever sell puppies, no one would be good enough. And lord help me I would loose my mind with more than on at puppy stage. ~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-15130449663018818292014-09-22T09:12:00.001-05:002014-09-22T09:12:31.130-05:00There is a Difference...A few days ago I share a status on Facebook. It had to deal with how God does not punish his children but rather disciplines us. <br />
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Well this caused a comment to come about telling me there is not difference between Punishment and Discipline. And that I needed to read Proverbs 17.<br />
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I did read Proverbs 17 and also looked up the definitions of punishment and discipline. Well there IS a difference. EVEN in the bible it's not the same!!! If you look up punishment and then look up discipline the chapter and verses never are the same.<br />
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Also when looking it up in the bible punishment is handed down by God mostly to nations or groups of people, where as discipline is for the Lords willing children. Maybe I'm all wet, I'm sure I am as I've always have been. However words and there meanings are important. If they meant the same thing why would we have two words with the same meanings?<br />
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In all honesty it hurt when I got the alert to the comment. Seeing as the same people want me punished by God and have told me time and again I will be. And YET they love me, worry about me, I don't understand nor do I try anymore. I can't live to please people and their opinion of the bible, I will answer to God in the end not anyone else. <br />
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<span>Full Definition of <em>PUNISHMENT</em></span></h2>
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<span class="ssens"> <strong>:</strong> the act of <a class="formulaic" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/punishing">punishing</a> </span></div>
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<span class="ssens"> <em class="sn">a</em> <strong>:</strong> suffering, pain, or loss that serves as retribution </span><span class="ssens"> <div class="break">
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<em class="sn">b</em> <strong>:</strong> a penalty inflicted on an offender through judicial procedure </span></div>
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<span class="ssens"> <strong>:</strong> severe, rough, or disastrous treatment </span></div>
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<span>Examples of <em>PUNISHMENT</em></span></h2>
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<li class="always-visible">I took away my daughter's car keys as a <em>punishment</em> for her bad behavior.</li>
<li class="always-visible">The <em>punishments</em> that the government has inflicted on the protesters are severe and unjust.</li>
<li class="always-visible">The <em>punishment</em> for murder is life imprisonment.</li>
<li class="always-visible">Some religions teach that wicked people will suffer eternal <em>punishment</em> in hell after they die.</li>
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<span class="ssens"> <strong>:</strong> <a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/punishment">punishment</a> </span></div>
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<span class="ssens"> <em>obsolete</em> <strong>:</strong> <a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/instruction">instruction</a> </span></div>
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<span class="ssens"> <strong>:</strong> training that <a class="d_link" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/correct%5B1%5D">corrects</a>, molds, or perfects the mental <a class="d_link" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/faculty">faculties</a> or moral character </span></div>
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<span class="ssens"> <strong>:</strong> a rule or system of rules <a class="d_link" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/govern">governing</a> conduct or activity </span></div>
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<li class="always-visible">The teacher has a hard time maintaining <em>discipline</em> in the classroom.</li>
<li class="always-visible">The troops were praised for their dedication and <em>discipline</em>.</li>
<li class="always-visible">Some parents feel that the school's principal has been too harsh in meting out <em>discipline</em>.</li>
<li class="always-visible">Keeping a journal is a good <em>discipline</em> for a writer.</li>
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London, in 1829, but the transformation of law enforcement, and
especially forensic science, into a professional <span class="qword">discipline</span> was a haphazard affair. —Jeffrey Toobin, <em>New Yorker</em>, 7 May 2007 </span></li>
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~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-13999275017040535122013-08-20T05:45:00.001-05:002013-08-20T05:45:27.893-05:00Another day...Oh joy and thrill devine... I get to go deal with moody cows, then moody customers, and moody men all day...<div><br></div><div>Somedays it just doesn't "pay" to get up. Especially when you have a to do list a mile long and people like to keep adding things to it because your not busy or perhaps your just lazy in their mind. </div><div><br></div><div>Just venting some here... </div>~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-1652846755958344132013-07-30T20:46:00.000-05:002013-07-30T20:46:16.286-05:00Letting it out...Some days you just have to let out all the hurt, frustration, tears that seem never ending. <br />
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I find myself depressed more than I'm happy (what a good example of Christ am I)! Days seem never ending, rolling one into another so that I can't tell what end is up.<br />
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You can only move forward, but how? How do you move when your stuck? Or feel it anyway.<br />
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All I wanted was love, a home, a family of my own... is that really so much to ask for? Guess so... All I've got is being used, can't have a "family" thanks to the one who was supposed to love and take care of me (was lifting to much heavy stuff after my surgery now I can't have kids because of it), and feeling worthless.<br />
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Time for a good cry in the shower. Some days I can take it... tonight not so much.~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-48835950100209529992011-08-07T13:06:00.001-05:002011-08-07T13:06:00.896-05:00Sunday PsalmsBlessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the set of scoffers; 2 but his delight is in the light of the Lord, and the law which he meditates day and night. <br />3 He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields his fruit in it's season. And it's leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers. 4 The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind blows away.<br /><br />5 There for the wicked will not stand in the day of judgement, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous; 6 for the Lord knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish. ESV <br /><br /><br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-7629978964380499452011-08-05T15:42:00.001-05:002011-08-05T15:42:55.754-05:00DentistsYou know, when you find a good dentist keep them! <br /><br />My latest trip to the dentist shop of horrors has left me so numb I can't control the muscles on the right side of my face.<br />On the bright side, this guy had a sense of humor. Coming in after he had numbed me, he said "are you numb? Good, now you enter the torture chamber!" laughing all the while. Then it was "if you feel pain raise your hand, do not jump, hit, or try to talk. I don't want to hurt you but I will and have no problem doing it." said half laughing half serious. <br /><br />I have to say this time at least they were laughing, the time before it was " if you hurt my sister, I kill you." said in a Russian accent. I some how could picture this assistant in the Russian mob. And that only goes to show you how the FB game Mobsters or whatever it's called has gotten to me. :-)<br /><br />On a happy note I did get to have some good times looking and dreaming about the fabric I would buy if I had the $$$$.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/prairiegroveshutterbug/ChickenTracksEtc?authkey=Gv1sRgCM-QwMqvks-t4QE#5637475154163287922'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLpxKvsJmT3H7YHTp4vDIDJBLSuUJ9Sgq-83GR5bJHjK_V0Y0V3PE4rPadaMVOZCZhUjjj9h3z7eti1Hs7T3mD5s5Y052xUzXjJU0BUkiucnUuZpcSc0EqkUAICWWZAKgacx9humRz33s1/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/prairiegroveshutterbug/ChickenTracksEtc?authkey=Gv1sRgCM-QwMqvks-t4QE#5637475175732608242'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs2Uh2NqzuXMfgShgK2CIWt_r4O2IoO8op4KNGTUEg1UVTDhjug4h0H5kbakd_0D2v4tTnhhHJOI5_ruTk7bSxvtbFR7-IxELSrZE6ABxSuZbn2eQOL10OH2cN6f2mAoWqK6VJrKbndeRE/s288/1.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-54442557867030645232011-08-04T08:37:00.001-05:002011-08-04T08:37:14.466-05:00Blogging gone mobileMaybe I'll be a better blogger if I can use this. Seems as though I can never be on a computer long enough to write or do anything I enjoy. <br /><br />So we'll give this ago... :) <br /><br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-80121852206575302062011-02-14T12:50:00.000-06:002011-02-14T12:50:30.356-06:00It's Been Awhile...Well it's been a good long while since I've been in blog land. Ever so much has gone on and happened. To much to bother to tell and retell.<br />
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Happy Valentines Day!!!!!!!!!!!!~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-87223168339370083682010-12-05T11:45:00.000-06:002010-12-05T11:45:00.401-06:00Terri Clark...So this weekend I've been on a youtube kick again... :) My favorites of Terri Clark...<br />
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and now back to sewing....~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-39789125008521808662010-11-25T08:50:00.000-06:002010-11-25T08:50:37.045-06:00Happy Thanksgiving<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia-xhGwIzsEzUd46dtLxjJy_7O8W5uyL31oUEd_ZZzm-78c-v7R8ZudZES79I9JrNYFlCdYbQYuTi8q-WekWu4NGyESLoykrxc51zlKy24-BrHGI2B0ey3yru1KnR8b2fqvEH2v4SZ_ckt/s1600/Greetings01.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia-xhGwIzsEzUd46dtLxjJy_7O8W5uyL31oUEd_ZZzm-78c-v7R8ZudZES79I9JrNYFlCdYbQYuTi8q-WekWu4NGyESLoykrxc51zlKy24-BrHGI2B0ey3yru1KnR8b2fqvEH2v4SZ_ckt/s1600/Greetings01.gif" /> </a></div>Happy Thanksgiving to one and all! If your traveling be careful and enjoy your holiday! If you are dairy farming... I hope your chores have gone off without incident, the girls don't go walk about (that's what happens here most holidays), your equipment keeps running and that you can rest and enjoy the day.<br />
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As for me it's a typical Thanksgiving... my chores are done, turkey is going, dayquil taken, and I'm counting my blessing and being thankful for those far and near. Maybe I'll get caught up on some sewing this weekend. :) I can hope can't I?!~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-24108216049266316432010-11-15T07:25:00.000-06:002010-11-15T07:25:11.109-06:00OK... so when did it get cold????Yeah, I know it's Nov 15th, but still! I'm freezing here... No longer are the mornings of just a T-shirt and hoodie going to be enough. Makes a girl want to cry and have a fit. However, if I did that I would just make things worse for the ye ole sinuses... whoever said there aren't late fall and winter allergies have never suffered with them.<br />
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What else is new around these parts... I've taken up walking... at least in home walking. I don't trust the cars that zoom by at 50+ MPH in not hitting me. I would like to keep from being road kill... So I've been going between the 2 and 3 mile mark. I'm out of shape y'all... it's sad. But right now a big hunk of chocolate cake with chocolate butter-cream frosting sounds soooooo good. Thankfully there no such cake in the house. So sad for the taste buds but good for the body. Besides Thanksgiving is coming up next week... *smile* Pecan Pie with whipped cream will be sooo much better!<br />
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In the goat kingdom we've had 6 new arrivals. Maggie with Maxwell McGregor, Cotton with Calliope, Sasha with Silk and Sandra, and Vashtie had two little girlies last night who have yet to be named. We are just waiting on Lily, Violet, Hyacinthie, Tempest, Lightening (Lord help me), Suzanna, and I think that's it... I don't remember. Pictures to come soon.<br />
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Sewing front... must crack the whip today... must must must! ~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-11505255758179627092010-11-12T18:46:00.000-06:002010-11-12T18:46:49.630-06:00It's been awhileYes it has been a long while. I don't know what happens to the days. They just seem to fly by in chores, a short getaway, chores... <br />
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And so that means I have fallen behind in my sewing. OH it's bad... SOOO bad... so much sewing that needs to happen and this weekend. It's a MUST. But am so tired and I can hardly think straight. Maybe with the cooler weather I'll be more in the frame of mind to sew and be content with staying in out of the rain. Hmm sounds good to me! ~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-7120267199090136832010-11-09T19:55:00.002-06:002010-11-09T19:55:50.121-06:00Hershey Eating Cow...<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuvci6j-Tq4?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuvci6j-Tq4?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br />
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Please comment and rate... :) Not one of mine... but she's a pretty girl that's for sure!~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-74685888359851821602010-10-21T13:07:00.000-05:002010-10-21T13:07:49.706-05:00Throw back...Songs I LOVED growing up:<br />
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Lets focus on things of beauty like fabric, foliage, fickle moos, fall roses, landscapes... so forth and so on...<br />
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Scroll down and turn of the music player! :)~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-20645817425968805442010-10-10T09:17:00.000-05:002010-10-10T09:17:33.620-05:00Sunday Stills...Yes I know... long time no SS. It's not for a lack of trying... more of a forgetting, lost cable to download (NO I wasn't going to go buy one when I have 2), and it's just been crazy.<br />
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For more Sunday Stills head over<a href="http://sundaystills.wordpress.com/"> here...</a>~ Sara ~http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020935202255828865noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540716804487968042.post-11511036573144578312010-10-08T12:08:00.000-05:002010-10-08T12:08:32.473-05:00oh happy days...The sun is shining... it's going to be 80 today... and I got fabric!!!!!! Oh yippee skippee... Plans for the weekend...<br />
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Finish up my RIR swap quilt, work on wonky houses, do swap blocks, catch up on bee round robin quilt along... I'm only 3 months behind! lol..., download pics from camera, upload to here and flickr.... sounds like a full and fun weekend to me :)<br />
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