tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58384842011-08-24T13:55:57.560-04:00This is my life. Pedestrian? Very. Dull? Incredibly. Worth your time? Probably not.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838484.post-1135897980634918542005-12-29T18:08:00.000-05:002005-12-29T18:13:00.693-05:00

today i got paid! hooray! my first pay from my new job... finally! so what did i do with my pay? well of course, 10% goes to the church, right off the top. i also bought a cd player for my car (since it only has a radio player) but i have to wait till next friday before it's installed... and i put some money on some bills. and i still have money left over to live on! i'm so pleased.technorati

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k going out to taste some snow 

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http://whirligirl.livejournal.com This link should be working now.

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Thanks, Juner... this one is fun. You rule. in 15 years, you won't be as known as youare now, but most of the people that will knowyou then will like you (or else I'll beat themwith a stick). You're nice to listen to. What band from the 80s are you? brought to you by Quizilla

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You are glucose. People feed off of you. You aresweet, caring, and a source of energy foreveryone around you. You can inspire otherswith your creativity and depth, and you cankeep people alive when in times of famine.People love you...or at least the way youtaste. Which Biological Molecule Are You? brought to you by Quizilla

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My daughter (may I remind you, she's 3 years old) was watching "her shows" this morning. I noticed that The Hoobs were done, and TVO had switched to their "grownup" programming. I asked Katya if she wanted me to put on a show for her. She said, "No, I like this Mary Ito show." I'm like... "Pardon?" She repeated, "I like this Mary Ito show." Yes, More To Life with Mary Ito is on, and Katya is

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The Smiths: a very important musical history lesson.

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This morning, my loudly and persistently mewing kitten is very active and playful. Apparently he finds Katya's little toes very enticing. A few minutes ago, the kitten attacked one of Katya's toes, which - naturally - resulted in a shriek and many tears. Katya came running to me for comfort. I asked her to show me where the kitty got her, and she did - a little scratch on her toe, which did draw

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This is my friend Ginny. She is just as cool as she looks.

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Our new kitty, Strawberry. 

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We got our kitten today. He's a bit nervous, I think. I'm not surprised: Katya is totally psycho this afternoon; she's driving me crazy. Anyway, kitty is sleeping, hidden away in a box in the corner - a very safe, secluded spot. A lady from our church was supposed to come over this afternoon to talk to me about a new "safety" program that our church is implementing. She hasn't shown up yet, and

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Oh yes. I do like this site.

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Yesterday was Katya's first piano recital. Her teacher has recitals every month, so that the kids get used to performing for an audience and then it's not such a big deal - not so many nerves, etc. For a couple of days leading up to her debut performance, I asked Katya what she was going to play. She apparently had no intention of playing anything. I asked her if she wanted to sing something

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OK so.... Last night we went to see the Trashcan Sinatras at Lee's Palace. What an exceptionally superb concertgoing experience. We arrived at Lee's Palace early. There was nobody around, so we tried the doors. They were open. We walked in. We heard the music of the TCSs and sure enough, there they were on stage, doing their sound check. We stood there at the back and listened and watched as

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I just realized that two days ago was my one year anniversary as a blogger! Wow... I've been posting meaningless drivel for over a year now.

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Wow, amazing, over 150 posts about virtually nothing! I would have posted earlier this week, but I have laryngitis and it's really hard to talk... On Sunday I skipped church and went with a busload of people organized by my boss & coworkers to go to the Wine Festival at Montebello Park in St. Catharines. What a blast! It's sort of like a craft show, only instead of having just booths with

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Today Katya had her piano lesson. The student before her was Katya's kindergarten teacher's daughter. I may have mentioned in a previous blog that I was very good friends with Katya's teacher in Grade 13... one of those strange things - who would have thought back in 1986 that she would be teaching my child. Anyway... I got a full report on Katya's first day of school (it's so great being an "

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You've probably noticed I have a couple of links on my blog now for Firefox. If you're not already using it, I highly recommend downloading it now and giving it a try. Anyone I've spoken to who uses Firefox loves it and wishes they'd started using it sooner. OK. So go do it now. Thank you.

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Should be "accidentally". Oh well.

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My goal - which I didn't tell anybody about - was to avoid blogging for a week. So I managed it. My last post was about Wednesdays and how useless they are. Well today was a very special Wednesday. It was Katya's first day of school! She had a great time. My mom and I went to pick her up when school was done, and she hasn't stopped talking ever since. While my daughter was having her first real

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It happens every week. Right after Tuesday, right before Thursday... Wednesday. Without it, the week would be one day shorter; the weekend would be that much closer. I think Wednesdays should be designated Sleep Days. All the stores should be closed. I remember, in Port Rowan, where I grew up, all the stores were closed Wednesday afternoons. I think everything should be closed all day Wednesday,

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I think my "Lawn Lady" post got buried under all the silly stuff I've been wasting my time with today. Please click on here to get to it.

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Hurricane Frances

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you are darkslateblue#483D8BYour dominant hue is blue, making you a good friend who people love and trust. You're good in social situations and want to fit in. Just be careful not to compromise who you are to make them happy.Your saturation level is medium - You're not the most decisive go-getter, but you can get a job done when it's required of you. You probably don't think the world can change

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ColorQuiz.com - The free five minute personality test! It's surprisingly accurate... told me things about myself I suspected but couldn't admit to until I read it.

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What Classic Movie Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com That's cool. I like this movie. I like the book, too.

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Yes, I removed my tagboard. It wasn't getting a lot of use and it was slowing down the loading of my page. You'll just have to leave regular comments now.

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I believe I mentioned in an earlier post that Lady Next Door has a "thing" about her lawn. It appears to be her reason for existing. Like, she has nothing else to do all day - and I mean, all day. It is 20 after 8 on Friday morning. I was not planning on being out of bed yet today. I was hoping to stay in bed till closer to 9. However, at 7:30 this morning - yes, 7:30 - the doorbell rang. "Oh,

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What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com Uh... thanks Jen?

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CBC News: 3 killed in shopping stampede at Saudi Ikea Well... I really like Ikea, but maybe this is a bit extreme.

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I came across this site in my "First" magazine, and it's pretty neat. "They" say that if you play these games for 5 minutes a day, you can increase your self esteem and generally have a better day. What the heck, it's worth a try! Self-esteem Games

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You know that TV commercial for the Rolo ice cream cone - it looks so freaking amazing... ever since the first time I saw it I've wanted to try one. My wonderful, loving husband purchased one of these wonders for me. Let me tell you - the commercial doesn't even begin to portray how completely and totally amazing this delectable treat is. There are not words to express how wonderful it was.

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A brief note: I have been working far more than I had originally anticipated. My boss has taken some time off since her grandmother died and she's been really stressed lately. So, the original plan of me working on my own for the first time next week has been nixed - instead, I've been working on my own already this week. And, including this afternoon, I've been working 5 days this week. Next

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This morning, Katya had her "graduation" from School's Cool, her pre-kindergarten "summer school" program. She was SO hyper. Part of it had to do with being very excited; another part of it had to do with being very tired. My mom and I were Katya's guests. We also got interviewed by the paper, which is kind of neat. After the program was done, Mom bought Katya a pair of fall dress shoes as her

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I'm feeling a bit "Cure-ish"... gloomy and strung out. Mark says it's because I've left too much to the last minute. I have too much of the house to clean up, and our Chinese student is moving in Thursday night. That may be part of it. I have been going to bed consistently around 1 a.m. for the past year or so. But I'm going to have to start going to bed earlier now that I have a job. Still,

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A couple of you have expressed some concern about the frequency of Katya's tonsil infections. Be assured, I am concerned, too. My brother and I both had our tonsils out when I was about 5 or 6 or 7 years old (I don't remember exactly when, but we were in the same hospital ward). The last time Katya had a checkup at the doctor's, I asked him about having her tonsils removed. Apparently there is a

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And so it begins. Katya will be learning to play the piano using the Suzuki method - which requires that she listen to the songs repeatedly (which also means that I must listen to the songs repeatedly) on CD. This is the first day I've played the CD for her, and I'm already sick of it. By the time she learns it, I'll probably be able to play it, too. Oh well - more bang for our buck, I guess. Two

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I got this link from Jen's site.

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Without getting into niggly details, this evening at Katya's t-ball game I got hit on the head with a softball. What a remarkable experience. All I felt was this incredible impact, and I heard a combination "thud-sqwunch" sound, and I saw a bright light. But I haven't felt much pain until about two hours ago. And there's virtually no swelling. I also maintained the presence of mind to reprimand

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My other platy is dead. About half of it is stuck up against the filter intake.

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OK, so I did The Sloth's test.... The Peach Random Gentle Love Master (RGLMf) Playful, kind, and well-loved, you are The Peach. For such a warm-hearted, generous person, you're surprisingly experienced in both love and sex. We credit your spontaneous side; you tend to live in the moment, and you don't get bogged down by inhibitions like most women your age. If you see something wonderful

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... have been something else. Yesterday I formatted my hard drive. Stuff was not working properly, so I just cleared it off and started from scratch. I got to bed at about 4 a.m. Stuff is working much better now. Today was the first day of my new job. It was mostly getting familiar with the store and starting to learn about the wines. I enjoyed it; I think I'm going to like working there. The

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Yesterday we went to the Curiosa festival in Toronto. Besides the ridiculous cost of concert shirts (bought one for $40) and food (beer and jumbo pretzel for $9.25), it was a great concert-going experience. Naturally, I prefer club gigs, but this sort of show had to be at a larger venue (Molson Amphitheatre) because of its two-stage nature. I found it highly enjoyable. As I mentioned, there were

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The Cure still works Yeah, boy, do they ever! What a great show - more on this later.

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I don't even feel like blogging tonight. But I am. Katya is asleep on the big blue chair, watching Sleeping Beauty. Go figure. The first thing she says to anyone she sees - not meets, but sees - is something involving Sleeping Beauty. Today at church, the King's Kids leader asked the kids to tell her something that makes God special. Katya said that He made Sleeping Beauty. I've been attempting

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In Google, type in "miserable failure" (no quotations) and click "I feel lucky".

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This morning it was the red platy. Drifting, lifelessly, behind the rock cave. They have been working on its tail for some time now. The tail was gone. The fins were gone. It still had its nose. I wonder if the pet store needs any more puffer fish.

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... and I know you are. My "interview" went wonderfully. I think she basically knew she was going to hire me already; it was a formality, and an opportunity to get to know each other a bit better. I start training next week. Isn't that just crazy? When I took my resume in, I thought maybe I'd get a job in the pre-Christmas rush or something... not next week! But I'm not complaining. Yet.

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I was sitting at the table, eating lunch, when I noticed my largest danio floating at the top of the tank. I looked more closely, and it became very clear that not only had his nose and tail been nipped off, but his belly was split open and mostly emptied. I removed the fishy corpse and flushed it. Then Mark asked how many neons I was supposed to have. I examined the tank again, and it appears

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It's a nice rain today. Not too hard, but not too light, either. Katya came to me and asked if she could go out and play in the rain. I figured, why not? She's a kid - it's fun. So I told her, sure. She went upstairs and changed her clothes into pants and a sweater; put on a jacket (including hood) and boots, and got her umbrella. Then she went out and jumped in some puddles and had a great time.

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I had been speaking to the manager of the wine store at our local grocery store about possibly getting a part-time job there this fall, once my daughter begins school. I had a bit of free time today, and I looked half decent, so I decided to drop off my resume to her. As I walked into the store, she greeted me happily. I handed her my resume in an envelope, and she said, "You have amazing timing

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Thanks for the link, Jen. you are the cute but psycho happy bunny. Youadorable, but a little out there. It's alright,you might not have it all, but there are worse which happy bunny are you? brought to you by Quizilla

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I have a new favourite book. I knew it would be my favourite from the moment I first heard about it. But it wasn't until today that I actually got my hands on a copy of it. And I'm so excited. This book could have been written by me. The author is completely in my head about the topic. And I find it truly reassuring that I am not a freak - or if I am, at least I'm not alone. I have found

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Hi. I know it's been a while. I haven't forgotten about you. I've just been... distracted. Yes, it's a feeble excuse. Would it be better if I just said that I've had nothing to say? OK, all right, I understand. I should have blogged. I know you've been waiting to hear from me. I'm sorry. I'll try to do better from now on. Will you forgive me?

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This morning I got a phone call from Rogers offering me an amazing deal on a family plan for cell phones (PCS, what have you. I still call them cell phones). I said that I think our current contract with Bell doesn't expire till sometime next year, could you call me back. So she said they'll call in February. Later on today we discovered that we had misplaced our cell phone. We looked all over

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My daughter has just informed me that she is happy. Here is what she is doing: She is painting. She has three little pots of paint, each one a mixture of red, yellow and green. The paper I have given her is covered with various splotches of paint. The newspaper intended to protect the table is covered with various splotches of paint. My daughter is covered with various splotches of paint. She

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This is one of the neatest things I have ever seen. I just wish I had thought of doing the same thing 10 years ago.

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Here's what to do with an English degree.

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Quiz: WHAT RELIGION BESTS SUITS YOU? My result: True Christian. I can't argue with that.

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Katya is dancing to "What's This?" on Nightmare Before Christmas. There is a goldfinch perched on a tall weed-flower in my back yard. He is pulling the seed pod apart, eating each seed in it. It's one of the most wonderful things I've ever seen. He's getting seeds the way he should, not from a feeder, but from the plant itself. I knew letting my back yard grow wild was a good thing. It is so

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It was a good weekend. On Saturday, Cora and Rob, my friends from Toronto, came over and stayed overnight. It's so good to see them again. Cora's been my friend since 1987 - first year university. I am so glad that our friendship has been preserved, even though I've changed so much since then. Cora and Rob left this morning when we left for church. After church, we spent the afternoon at

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Friday morning. 8 a.m. What the heck? Yeah, I'm online. Not in bed. I've had time to add another toy to my blog site, as well as a few comments to other blogs. I've begun to compile songs for a CD I want to put together, featuring prominent songs in my life (I will probably blog the playlist once I've got it figured out). I've watched Elliot Moose and Peep with Katya... oh yeah, that's why I'm

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BBC NEWS | Health | Scans uncover secrets of the womb This technology is truly amazing. But what is most amazing is that it provides substantial proof that those little things inside a woman's uterus are actually living beings and their lives should be protected, not destroyed.

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Hooray! We just bought tickets to see the Trash Can Sinatras at Lee's Palace in September! I'm so excited... they have to be one of the best bands ever, at least as far as lyrics go. I have to admit I'm a bit surprised they're still around. But for sure I'll be buying their new album when it comes out at the end of August.

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I think everyone should try Li'L Johnny's Aquarium Adventure at least once. Not for the faint of heart, though.

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I have been doing some online research. "Light beer" has a different meaning in Canada than it does in the U.S. Go figure. In the U.S., light beer is beer that has less than 100 calories per bottle. In Canada, "light" has nothing to do with calories. All it means is that it has 4% alcohol or less. I wish I'd known that before I went out and bought a 2-4 of light beer. Moral: Do your research

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My husband and daughter and I spent a lovely weekend away, at my mother-in-law's "friend's" cottage, north of Owen Sound. No computer, no cable, no DVD player. There was, however, a microwave and dishwasher. Some cottage! On Sunday we went to Red Bay. What a great beach for Katya! We were at least a quarter of a mile out... I don't know distances well enough to say for sure, but we were WAY out

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I have been meaning to post this for a while. It was written in 1990 - well before blogs, the internet, or even a PC in every home. The first thing I remember: Moving from a house I no longer know to the house in which I grew up. Grey insulbrick and bright sun. Green grass and - "Who is that little girl on the step of my new house?" I thought. We were three. You lived just around the bend, on

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Copyright 2004. All Rights Reserved. Universal Press Syndicate 

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My sweet darling daughter, who usually loves everything and is gleefully happy, has decided that today she hates everything except Sleeping Beauty. For example, one of her favourite television shows has just come on. Katya yells, "I hate Angelina. I love Sleeping Beauty." A moment later, she says, "Hey, we have this one." She is now watching Angelina quite happily. But I know if I asked her,

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It is currently 6:49 a.m. on Sunday morning. What am I doing up at this hour, you may ask. Suffice it to say, I have a 3 1/2 year old daughter whose wake time has to do entirely with the sun and not at all with the clock. Even with a dark shade over the window, a room facing East gets light at the moment the sun peeks over the horizon - whether the sky is clear or overcast. If it were just me, I

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Well, our boarder, Rita, just moved out today. I helped her move her things. She and her boyfriend (who lived next door) are going to be living in a very nice house owned and inhabited by one man (whose wife left him six months ago). He seems very happy to have them there. I wish Rita well in all her future endeavours. I will miss her. Now it's just our family here, again.

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So, I'll begin more or less where I left off. Sunday Our church picnic. It was good. A very pleasant day, weather-wise. They set up a water slide down a hill... Katya went down it 15 times - no exaggeration. She had a blast! Monday June and her kids came over. Katya bit Austin. June and I ate cake. I voted. I was greatly disappointed in the national results, although I'm very pleased with the

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My 3 1/2 year old daughter is playing with her Leap Pad. Her favourite book is "Princess Stories". She is listening to the song "Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo" and trying to whistle along. Katya could whistle long before she could talk. When she was a wee baby, before she was one year old, and before she had teeth, she would whistle all the time. But as her teeth grew in, and she began talking more or

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I feel like doing nothing today. Even Katya is being low-key. We went to the beach yesterday - June, Austin, Katya, Mark and me. It was very windy, but comfortable. I wore only SPF 15 sunblock (actually not a block - just a screen) and ended up getting a bit pink in some spots. At least I don't look like a snowperson now. Today was garbage day. It's very odd, because it's not windy at all.

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Katya has two imaginary pet kitties. One is named Hessa and one is named Nessa. Yesterday they were Hissa and Nassa, but they've evolved to their new names. She has kitty toys for them and everything. They come with us in the van and they play with her in the house or outdoors. Hessa is pink and orange, I think, and Nessa is black and white and gray... Our friend Jason is over visiting us for a

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The kitchen table is a safe place under which my daughter can hide when there is something frightening on TV. It's a place for things to accumulate - the day's mail, newspapers, stuff that needs to be done... It's a meeting place, an eating place, a reading place. It needs to be cleared and/or cleaned several times a day. It has served as a desk. It has served as an easel. It has served many,

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When Does Personhood Begin? - Christianity Today Magazine

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Today we went to June's for a birthday party for her kids. Katya was tired, I think - at any rate she was really touchy. But by the end of the night, after June's kids had gone to bed, Katya was being very sweet and nice. She fell asleep on the way home. As I was driving home, I was thinking about when I was a kid. I remember going to people's places with my parents. Some of them, I know who

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My cousin Johnny died when I was barely three years old. I don't remember him at all. I hate that. He was my godfather. I know he loved me a lot, because my mom has told me that. Aunt Annie died a few weeks ago. She was Johnny's mom. She was also Nicky's mom - he died as a baby, back in the '50s. Johnny died in 1971, in a car accident. My Uncle Nick - Aunt Annie's husband - died several years

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How to make a Catharine Ingredients: 5 parts friendliness 1 part ambition 5 parts instinct Method:Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of emotion Username: Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.com (Visit Hunting At The Zoo here)

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Tonight's blog is being done using my new speech recognition software, sans editing. Good evening and how's it going . I'm playing with my new toy tonight, and it is going to be interesting to see exactly what shows up on your. So far it's going pretty good, but I have to say, when juice over this afternoon, and we were playing with it, a lot of this stuff just didn't make sense. I don't know

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Much better than bleach. All I can smell is garlic. I have a roast and potatoes in the oven, and I think I've put way too much garlic on them. On a completely unrelated note, today I set up the speech recognition utility on my computer. Now I can dictate my blog to the computer, and edit it afterward. Maybe a bit tedious, but it's kind of fun. Actually it's really fun, because it's neat

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Don't forget to vote!

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I don't like this one bit. But I'll probably watch it.

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Christianity Today, Week of June 14 PARODY The Da Vinci Rejects What other publishers could have done to respond to Dan Brown's bestseller. By Ted Olsen | posted 06/16/2004 12:01 a.m. Baker: The Da Vinci Corrective: Recovering Biblical Equality in the Life of Mary Magdalene By Catherine Clark Kroeger Canon Press: Evil Art: Da Vinci's Last Supper and the Need for a New Iconoclasm

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I was doing something near the kitchen sink today when it dawned on me that the unpleasant odour I detected was coming from the drain. So I decided to pour some bleach down the drains, and also wash out the sinks with bleach. Great. I highly suspect my entire house reeks of "fresh new scent" bleach right now. I wouldn't know - The same "fresh new scent" has permeated my nasal passages and now

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My daughter is only 3 1/2, but look at this picture she drew today. On the right is Dorothy (you can see her braids, blue dress, white blouse and red shoes). On the left are the scarecrow, lion and tin man. They are obviously in the field of poppies. You can see the sun and white clouds in the blue sky. I am so proud of her. 

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FOOD FIGHT!!!

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I still have - and use - the bottle opener I got in my frosh week package at university. That was 1987.

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... made a mess with a red paint marker, then cleaned it up, all on her own. ... drew a chalk picture of a snowman on the driveway. ... fell off her bicycle and didn't get back on. ... helped me fix the screen door. ... scrambled two eggs, all by herself (with a little help from Mommy). ... spilled Coke all over the living room rug. ... broke Mark's new sunglasses. ... kept calling Kyle "

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Morrissey's 'Bush' comment Like Morrissey hasn't made a political comment before? The only difference is that now there is the internet, so it's easier for people to make their reactions public. Also, he's international now. And what's with the songs they chose to mention in the article? Where's "How Soon Is Now" or "Panic"? Obviously they just picked songs they think make him look bad. I

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It is very quiet right now. Katya is not home. I could be playing music loudly, or something, but I'm not. I'm not sure why. Oh well. Yesterday Katya and I went next door, to swim in the pool. With water wings, and holding on to a noodle, Katya swam all by herself - from one end of the pool to the other, and all the way around the pool, over and over - the whole time grinning and yelling "I'm

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Hello again. Today Mark led worship at church again, it's been a while. I played bass and sang. I have nasty blisters on two of my fingers. It makes it hard to type. I think it went well, though. Carl played guitar with us. I really like when we do worship with him - we get some really nice harmony going with the vocals. After church we went to Camp 31 with some friends, for lunch. The food

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Today was the Grand Opening of Food Basics here in town, so Katya and I went there in the morning. I think half of Simcoe was there! There were some good prices there, and they have a really good international food section. I think I'll shop there sometimes, but I doubt it will completely replace Zehrs. Katya had a great time at her kindergarten preview. She already loves both the kindergarten

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I talked to my mom on the phone today after church. She told me Aunt Annie died this morning. She'd gone for surgery a week ago, I guess it was, for her back. It was a 4-hour surgery and she pulled through it fine... however a day or so later she needed a blood transfusion. She had some rough days after that, but I guess yesterday she had a really good day - she was walking with a walker and

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Today was the day Katya had been looking forward to for weeks. Yes, today was the day she went to see Sesame Street Live with her Grandma and her Mommy. After a rough night's sleep (she kept waking up Mommy every couple of hours), she woke up in a grumpy mood. Mommy didn't help much, because she was grumpy from not enough sleep, too. However, they both made it through the day until 2 o'clock,

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