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Life is Just One Big Adventure. A Few of My Favorite Things. For those of you who have been following this blog over the years, you might remember that one of the most fulfilling thing I do each year is to participate in the Komen 3-Day for the Cure. This amazing 3-Day, 60 mile walk raises money and awareness for breast cancer and is without a doubt the most awe-inspiring thing I have ever done.
Friday, July 30, 2010. Maybe the answer should just be to stop watching that horrible show.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010. Starting a new one about Jonah, as he was diagnosed with autism just yesterday. Monday, May 24, 2010. Every day he surprises us with something new, and the best of it is that he really seems to enjoy it. Like, hey- we can communicate! Thursday, April 1, 2010. First of all, Corbin would surely pani.
Welcome to Hotch Potch! To put it simply, we are 2 sisters who just love. Which is what we do. a little this and a little that. We love fabric and even better, turning it into something adorable for our kids, our friends, and ourselves. And turning great pictures of our kids into cards, announcements, and digital scrapbook pages.
Little jacket for a crochet lampshade finished. Very simple granny squares used then I edged the top with Lucys AKA Attic 24. The base of the shade is Lucys pattern again. Saturday, 4 February 2012. First Snowman of the year. Well the first snowman has been built minus a nose which fell off. Tuesday, 17 January 2012.
A bit of free style writing and writing prompts seasoned with book reviews and whatever holds my fancy. Inanna Poetry and Fiction Series. A ragged bunch ranging from teenagers to retired couples, each member of the group faces their own challenges as third world Africa pits against first world greed, murderous intent and thwarted desire. The battle between goaded va.
Tyle tego a nawet za dużo. Nie możemy nadążyć z tym zdążyć. Jutro jest nam zawsze za późno. No a dzień za wcześnie się kończy. Mamy plany wielkie przed sobą. Co to my nie zrobimy co będzie. A gdy przyjdzie czas na działanie. Nie czynimy nic w tym względzie. Czas ucieka a my nie marzymy. Tyle dzieje się wokół nas co dzień. Coraz szybciej nam czas przemija. Gdy siedzimy w życia ogrodzie. Na ławeczce w cieniu pod drzewem. Wspominamy co było gdzieś kiedyś. W myślach wtedy się uśmiechamy.