tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57124823151384422902012-02-16T05:20:56.440-06:00Jaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13312924070845179677noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712482315138442290.post-83586522783703041722011-03-30T06:43:00.000-06:002011-03-30T06:43:23.307-06:00

....it feels good to be writing here. It's been such a long time, and I was sure this blog would end up being abandoned in the ether. 2010 was really tough for us. When you live in a rural area, jobs are hard to come by. Even that crappy job at the gas station. So we kept sliding further and further into financial problems. We could not buy what we needed, we could not buy what we wanted. We

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Mondays are always a little crazy for me. I've spent the weekend sleeping in and getting up at 5 AM is not fun anyway. A quick breakfast of fruit and yogurt, time for yoga & 30 Day Shred, and then I woke Jude. Some mornings he wakes with a smile, sometimes he is just...crabby. Today? Crabby. After his breakfast and a little time outside in the sunshine while I watered and weeded, he was 100%

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The last picture is of what grew from some beans I found. I took Jude to the park, and in some random spot there was this huge pile of little round pink beans. I grabbed a handful and this is what's grown so far.

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It was hooooot, but we went anyway. It ended up being a {mostly} lovely day. Hours looking at animals, slathering on sunscreen at regular intervals, then a picnic at the park. Jude played with his cousins at The Turtle Playground. If I lived in the city we could do this kind of stuff way more often. Every time I go to St. Louis, I wish I lived there.

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My 10 year old son, JB, has a friend named Josiah. Even though JB and Cate are gone to their dad's for a six week visit, he comes over to visit with Jude. Jude loves him, and asks for him almost every day. Anyway. Josiah is a nice kid. He's the kind of kid that'll show up, and if I'm pulling weeds in the garden or unloading groceries he'll say "Let me help you with that" in a way unusual for ten

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 What's on my mind today? Sigh. I just started blogging and here I am with a real downer. Sorry. I have a sister. We're occasionally close. We tend to have a falling out every so often, and she gets angry and ignores my phone calls. Then I quit calling and we go on like that for a while until she decides to call me all easy breezy like nothing every happened. Our most recent falling out happened

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