tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21554113693146253312024-03-13T10:29:40.767-04:00Confessions of an ADhD, Artist, WAHMMarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.comBlogger310125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-51571445220354287402008-07-03T18:30:00.008-04:002008-07-03T19:02:16.751-04:00What's been going on?<span style=";font-family:times;font-size:130%;" >I've been receiving emails "Hey Marla where are you? Whats going on?" So, here's an update. I've been spending almost every night at the revival in Florida. Todd Bentley is a very anointed man of God <a href="http://freshfire.ca/">http://freshfire.ca/</a> who went to <a href="http://ignitedchurch.com/">http://ignitedchurch.com/</a> Lakeland, Florida on April 2 to hold a 4 day conference. He is still there, they put up a 10,000 seat tent. There are people coming from all over the world to be in the anointing of God. This is very big! The really cool thing is you can watch this every night at <a href="http://www.god.tv/" target="_blank">http://www.god.tv</a> . This is very amazing! I am excited about what God is doing. Twice I've gotten to hear the teaching from <a href="http://citytaker.com/">http://citytaker.com/</a>about how to take this message to the streets. What message is that? "The Kingdom of God is at hand." As a result of this I've been completely and totally healed of asthma. I've taken no medication for it since May 10th. The other neat thing is I've taken no anti-depressants since about May15th. If your part of the revival police I don't want to hear what you think. If you are hungry for God than please check it out.<br /><br />Other things to be updated are Shakespeare camp, writing camp, Cub Scout camp, vacation and the neat story about the piece of chocolate that tormented me and the fact that the garden is doing well.</span>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-34488905543493403272008-06-04T13:55:00.005-04:002008-06-04T14:09:38.063-04:00Floored<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvnSpvbGnEuxBpRHUwRx1Aaa3xpCyt6rUzOODhl9fKf88eFsr1ugnPfKLf18PDvcDHmlQ2d3Oo4N5isk127AL5LJciPbez-HmBQxUPdhlkew3NHlJryha4KfNYEWz67qfM4zMfYVDmHU/s1600-h/DSCF8668.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvnSpvbGnEuxBpRHUwRx1Aaa3xpCyt6rUzOODhl9fKf88eFsr1ugnPfKLf18PDvcDHmlQ2d3Oo4N5isk127AL5LJciPbez-HmBQxUPdhlkew3NHlJryha4KfNYEWz67qfM4zMfYVDmHU/s320/DSCF8668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208089257818033234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Last night we went to the award banquet for The Teen. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">WOW!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> She was the only one in her school who achieved a 4.0 average for the year. Also she received the </span></span><span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;" >Niehaus</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"> award. This is a huge honor that goes to 1 senior each year. "</span></span><span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;" >The Niehaus Award is given annually to a student who exemplifies the core values of the Academy." </span><span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">"A person whose sense of dedication to the school and to other students is unsurpassed. " The 2 quotes are from the letter that accompanied the award. It said a lot more, but I felt I needed to let The Teen decide how much I posted about it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Her parents are very happy with her.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> This is her happy 18th birthday picture.</span> </span>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-9141917644960144162008-04-28T08:06:00.002-04:002008-04-28T08:09:08.430-04:00The Prom<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaiEAxh_XThA9XZXz8cHYRw0Dw6HVTq2NAJvzqoX4AYAKyKJ2v2NgJBpCafWELzh0gJx7QOJLmIOIx_v9V08GO8z30w6NZeM18yAVuzZMY1ZOCfLRrVjjmGLBeXTmc0xrS2exHuy1ZR_I/s1600-h/DSCF8352.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaiEAxh_XThA9XZXz8cHYRw0Dw6HVTq2NAJvzqoX4AYAKyKJ2v2NgJBpCafWELzh0gJx7QOJLmIOIx_v9V08GO8z30w6NZeM18yAVuzZMY1ZOCfLRrVjjmGLBeXTmc0xrS2exHuy1ZR_I/s320/DSCF8352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194266943339713666" border="0" /></a>Saturday night was the pirates ball.<br /></div>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-59326586396949023652008-04-28T08:00:00.007-04:002008-04-28T08:05:59.088-04:00HidingYes, Yes, I've been hiding out. First it was Easter, than it was my birthday, after that it was battle of the bands. Saturday night was Prom, but that gets its own post.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMCz0bRu8P6H6qbVXcRfef03RCNQszZ_BIguQdIKSEy3XoUrJoBBVDppwoNZQLexJvJSE6fuUZ2jBvZacK0Xf1CRNJmJZyFyxkjvfek2ap-1JUeEFSvURiSoG0XTLOhOxyqtxubzlnok/s1600-h/DSCF8019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMCz0bRu8P6H6qbVXcRfef03RCNQszZ_BIguQdIKSEy3XoUrJoBBVDppwoNZQLexJvJSE6fuUZ2jBvZacK0Xf1CRNJmJZyFyxkjvfek2ap-1JUeEFSvURiSoG0XTLOhOxyqtxubzlnok/s200/DSCF8019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194265766518674546" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNShIa9wC7j3qYg6FQftZKrYQXQckcbBgcQsWea5bzBS3MKGuLOsqIOx_bSNCSsm0f-7r-Mr7nBZvg2AtWbQM8_2fbrarO2CFX747TOtGflpIKmshaKhxW8K7ZBX8N_d4RhE4FqORkUAY/s1600-h/DSCF7894.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNShIa9wC7j3qYg6FQftZKrYQXQckcbBgcQsWea5bzBS3MKGuLOsqIOx_bSNCSsm0f-7r-Mr7nBZvg2AtWbQM8_2fbrarO2CFX747TOtGflpIKmshaKhxW8K7ZBX8N_d4RhE4FqORkUAY/s200/DSCF7894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194265762223707234" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1o0RXfl-ODe9ELO1e4NFrcHHiwMP83SriBLte5idx5lGxvOzxe_C2XgQ5HZpwKxit6Q8LKGiL2VvO7nh3La5yGOV3I0n7eKbmCnEb2VmRFQtiJlz9bnoou3j16jPmSkRbmaNxSIZtM78/s1600-h/DSCF0033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 116px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1o0RXfl-ODe9ELO1e4NFrcHHiwMP83SriBLte5idx5lGxvOzxe_C2XgQ5HZpwKxit6Q8LKGiL2VvO7nh3La5yGOV3I0n7eKbmCnEb2VmRFQtiJlz9bnoou3j16jPmSkRbmaNxSIZtM78/s200/DSCF0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194265753633772626" border="0" /></a>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-88923170682935595902008-04-08T10:56:00.003-04:002008-04-08T11:11:06.454-04:00The Woodcarver and the StickersA long time ago I heard this story and it really moved me. It has stayed with me for years. I don't remember if I read it or heard it. These last few weeks God has really been doing some amazing stuff in my life. I'm so thankful for this sense of peace I've been feeling. As I've dwelt on what God has been doing I remembered this story about the woodcarver and the wooden people with stickers. One of them of them told another one that because she visited the woodcarver every day the stickers would not stick to her. She encouraged the other to go and visit the woodcarver. <br /><br />Well, I've been spending more time with the woodcarver and stickers are falling off me. So I decided to try to look up the story. I was surprised to find it was written by Max Lucado. The story is about a group of wooden people called the Wemmick's and you can <a href="http://www.storybin.com/sponsor/sponsor121.shtml">read it here.</a> This is truly an amazing story! Now there is a whole series of books about this group, but I'm going to look for the book<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tell-Me-Secrets-Max-Lucado/dp/1581345224/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1207667277&sr=8-1"> </a><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tell-Me-Secrets-Max-Lucado/dp/1581345224/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1207667277&sr=8-1">Tell Me The Secrets. </a> </span>It sounds like something I'd like to read with the kids.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-28524446593280140132008-04-05T10:46:00.008-04:002008-04-05T11:01:31.120-04:00That Was Easy!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PdcQsmFhgLElZFj_XesCwl_09pPQ810EUmaL-V8GnQR8VUgtlx6QTa2wImYv-fuMvPhFCP9z0EBAwm6fcoLQhbtrSUtP9KCRRLoNc7qGV3HvRF4S6Q2yEkQtE-SaJAUyEiYixbsXlBQ/s1600-h/Pfaff_1473.JPG"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 139px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PdcQsmFhgLElZFj_XesCwl_09pPQ810EUmaL-V8GnQR8VUgtlx6QTa2wImYv-fuMvPhFCP9z0EBAwm6fcoLQhbtrSUtP9KCRRLoNc7qGV3HvRF4S6Q2yEkQtE-SaJAUyEiYixbsXlBQ/s200/Pfaff_1473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185772933300773682" border="0" /></a>My sewing machine is 20 years old. Here is a picture of a machine like it. So this wonderful machine is now out of warranty. Of course I had nothing to do with it, nor did Superior Threads, nor did the Organ Needle company... Anyway since I did not feel like driving across town to the sewing store, nor did I feel like paying them $70 to look at it, nor did I feel like being without it for a week I decided to be brave, open it up and try to fix it myself. I was able to do it and after only an hour of digging with a pair of tweezers I got the offending threads out. Later my dear sweet husband was so happy with me he bought me Subway for dinner. YEA! OK, fast forward to today. I turn on my machine and see a battery warning flashing. UM, OK, I've had this machine for 20 years now and I guess thats a long time for a battery to last. What to do? What to do? I walk over here, sit down and <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0MofjWbCDvpXg2Dn_AIjvcCDq7Cr4Kb-rttyfoe3-Y2Y4RU47Vv0zfpFzoxoCEPq4lnuvE743476v2yw0JPcdjoQFfDRfcwHIYtQz5RVEGDo71BX7FEicofFoDpSLpQVCl7JxZnnouBo/s1600-h/easy.jpg"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 96px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0MofjWbCDvpXg2Dn_AIjvcCDq7Cr4Kb-rttyfoe3-Y2Y4RU47Vv0zfpFzoxoCEPq4lnuvE743476v2yw0JPcdjoQFfDRfcwHIYtQz5RVEGDo71BX7FEicofFoDpSLpQVCl7JxZnnouBo/s200/easy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185772933300773698" border="0" /></a>look up the machine number and battery. I'm taken to a message board from 2004 and complete directions to how to change the batteries. WOW! That was easy! I turned on the machine flipped it on its back removed the cover and put in 2 AA batteries.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-8261764570754396052008-04-04T10:18:00.004-04:002008-04-04T16:59:49.012-04:00What To Blog About?Yesterday, I was at the library waiting until my littles were out of school(the library shares a parking lot with the school). I was just browsing around and I saw a book (a book with about 100 pages) about blogging. Yes, this was a book about what to blog about. Yes, this book was ideas to put on your blog. Like nothing happens here, so I need ideas? Usually, I'm just too lazy to make another post, but ideas are limitless. For instance, this morning, I woke up late, so the kids got up late. If you don't think that makes for good blog fodder, then you don't live in a house with lots of kids. Of course, since I had also gone to bed early last night, I did not make sure that every one's homework was done. So, my dear sweet boy had not read his 2 books that he had to take tests on today. Sigh, I was getting breakfast ready when he said 'Um, mom I need another book because I've already read this one,' So I meander over to the computer to look up online to see what other book I can hand him, and I see that another child has not packed up her backpack and, in fact, all her homework is spread out around the computer. Sigh! OK, I call that child to come pick up her stuff and call the boy to stir the scrambled eggs (a job he has not done recently). When I get back to the eggs, I find that he has stirred only the top layer, not the now-solidified layer on the bottom of the pan. I fix the eggs, and he starts reading, but I can't pay attention to him, because no one can find the lunch bags. It so happens that I forgot to buy lunch bags-of course no one put them on the grocery list and yesterday I went to two stores, but never mind, 'here use this bag. No, you can't wear that shirt to school. Yes, I'm sure we have more sandwiches made in the freezer go look in the downstairs freezer. I know we are out of bread on the counter, here is some from the freezer...' In comes the neighbor to ride to school with us, she sits next to the boy and he reads to her. I enjoy hearing them giggle together when they get to the funny parts of the book. The Teen in a cute pirate bandanna starts talking about how good her hair looks today. 'Um, sweetie, I can't see your hair,' The battle of the bands is next week and she is exited about it. Uh oh, now she's running late and I still want that case of water from my trunk that she did not have time to carry in yesterday. Look out, it's my day to drive the kids to school, how did I miss that? I run to the bedroom to put on some shoes and a jacket that will cover my hair, and out the door we go.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-14962849534955191782008-04-02T09:54:00.007-04:002008-04-02T10:11:47.865-04:00Swan LakeI have seen Swan Lake several times. I have never seen anything like this. It is truly amazing. WOW!!! This talent is truly a gift!<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="373"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOqxSaW05p4&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00&border=1&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOqxSaW05p4&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00&border=1&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"></embed></object>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-1931955196588500212008-03-30T14:53:00.010-04:002008-03-30T15:06:33.133-04:00Visiting FriendsWe've had a really busy week here. I took some of the kiddo's to visit friends. I learned how to spin wool into yarn and my Boy learned how to milk a cow.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG9jdGlAKSo5oPa4J-ivXs6cdnWB_X8EfugJw8mNpCfAnglWyDQ6Y7va73e0vM4Eba_qm0PW620OXri-org_VxO7o4vNvsuMRHRND48xC1PWYrDfPA0RZhip4puuqqyn1aob-yVli5ydk/s1600-h/DSCF7827.JPG"><img style="margin: 2pt 2pt 2px 2px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 116px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG9jdGlAKSo5oPa4J-ivXs6cdnWB_X8EfugJw8mNpCfAnglWyDQ6Y7va73e0vM4Eba_qm0PW620OXri-org_VxO7o4vNvsuMRHRND48xC1PWYrDfPA0RZhip4puuqqyn1aob-yVli5ydk/s200/DSCF7827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183610498871616290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4EoKYWDgqRNa_ozYgLQce2f4nEYuF_VgYiAnmxTfe56004IFhcY1-52TSljPK8QzTeX9jaRzCr_PqoBUXNARdXMh1BrBU-fX3kWEiZsLOXvWUAjRFk1SHZRSkoytXkdsJhRZO-09lBE/s1600-h/DSCF7821.JPG"><img style="margin: 2pt 2pt 2px 2px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 115px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4EoKYWDgqRNa_ozYgLQce2f4nEYuF_VgYiAnmxTfe56004IFhcY1-52TSljPK8QzTeX9jaRzCr_PqoBUXNARdXMh1BrBU-fX3kWEiZsLOXvWUAjRFk1SHZRSkoytXkdsJhRZO-09lBE/s200/DSCF7821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183610485986714386" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyHlnq7chADDLjgJqIz_Zkk6voiddQ43cGsD1wsdmhP8JkiozkgPZo9YEG3cYf8P7olThlk3S57TUPJl4Xu08Wn_4RCQg8515Bc5tuVu7-cjTD-C6oJ3e-jJHlAYj76DFYjh9guvev8tg/s1600-h/DSCF7791.JPG"><img style="margin: 2pt 2pt 2px 2px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 121px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyHlnq7chADDLjgJqIz_Zkk6voiddQ43cGsD1wsdmhP8JkiozkgPZo9YEG3cYf8P7olThlk3S57TUPJl4Xu08Wn_4RCQg8515Bc5tuVu7-cjTD-C6oJ3e-jJHlAYj76DFYjh9guvev8tg/s200/DSCF7791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183610468806845186" border="0" /></a>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-60178983736279124342008-03-23T17:23:00.006-04:002008-03-23T18:00:02.831-04:00Happy Easter!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9d_ePuJsabLKxp3b6YB3T973qswEdB6JeGpZx4E5O83TqkIpMNpzdGrf-19QgfuQLmIHK4Mn4q7BXbEPRXnGLVB2AFNthOTzbqSSnR-x4nswwNJz0YbZQrXgdi7gv1jxbBecpP25G7Q/s1600-h/easter+lilly.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9d_ePuJsabLKxp3b6YB3T973qswEdB6JeGpZx4E5O83TqkIpMNpzdGrf-19QgfuQLmIHK4Mn4q7BXbEPRXnGLVB2AFNthOTzbqSSnR-x4nswwNJz0YbZQrXgdi7gv1jxbBecpP25G7Q/s200/easter+lilly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181051183694504690" border="0" /></a>My Blog is 1 year old now. Thanks to all who visited me this past year.<br /><br />Today is Easter. Please enjoy this picture of an Easter Lilly complements of the <a href="http://www.aspca.org/site/PageServer?pagename=pro_apcc_toxic_easterlily">ASPCA</a> who warns that this plant can be lethal to cats. Since I don't have a cat I don't think I'll worry too much about it. I'm really looking forward to this very fun and very busy week that the kiddos have off school. <a href="http://marlaquack.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter.html">This</a> is my last years Easter post.<br /><br />This Easter season has been a very special one to me. If you've read my whole blog you know that last year <a href="http://marlaquack.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-rambling.html">I was saying </a>"I'm not Catholic and WON'T be, because I am a protestant." Actually I said I was a pedestrian who carried the love of Jesus everywhere I walked (I still am). I said a lot of other things too, but we won't go there now. Last August my sweet DH and I started taking an R.C.I.A. program. We both really enjoyed it very much and found little we did not agree with. I don't feel the need to ask the Saints that have gone before me to pray for me, because I can ask people here now to do it. When I first started thinking about this it was awkward. Than I realized that if I believe that people are alive in heaven than why can't I ask them to pray for me. I still don't really feel comfortable asking Mary to pray for me either, but that doesn't affect my faith in her son. In December we were asked if we wanted to continue toward being Catholic and we both said yes. We could see what God was doing in the church and felt very comfortable there. I am so happy with the education that my children are receiving and the friends they are making. The class culminated last night in an Easter Vigil. It was a very beautiful service where we were welcomed into the church. I know that many of my protestant friends don't understand or agree with what we are doing. I can honestly say that I am not being coerced into anything and I am NOT joining the church to 'get the school discount.' Since I have been following God down this unexpected path he has poured out on us in a mighty way. I am very much enjoying the beauty that I find in the mass and I leave there going in peace to love and serve the Lord. I really have much to say about what God is doing for me through this, but I have other things I want to go do now.<br /><br />Happy Easter!MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-90859246531613695422008-03-19T08:46:00.003-04:002008-03-19T08:56:48.928-04:00The Find Of The Week!I bought some Palm kernel oil from <a href="http://www.columbusfoods.net/">Columbus Foods</a>. If you 've never seen PKO it is a very solid, solid at room temperature. Since I ordered a 7 pound bottle it came in a bottle. I did not know how I was going to get it out of the bottle to use it. After some thinking I decided to melt it down and pour it into ice cube trays, let it harden and store it in zip bags. The only problem is I needed ice cube trays. So off I go to the thrift store. I LOVE going to the thrift store. I had to go to 2 stores to find what I was looking for. Hee, hee, at the first store I found baseball shoes for my boy for $.50 and some really nice tiny correlle bowels. I like for the kids to use tiny bowls because they always take more cereal than they really will eat. The big find came at the second<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Ky4KFArtgu_yE2gkMe36jo-cxec-MZZCYe48u1ARxoyf8RxImR8MApjdS0SaRL3pRIY-o8pa5UIxntSGljxfatyjfu98OsCwgmTt_5e_yEPZPdBVqq5QAk-P8VHo20Our6h0u6Oigbc/s1600-h/20701312-177x150-0-0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 79px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Ky4KFArtgu_yE2gkMe36jo-cxec-MZZCYe48u1ARxoyf8RxImR8MApjdS0SaRL3pRIY-o8pa5UIxntSGljxfatyjfu98OsCwgmTt_5e_yEPZPdBVqq5QAk-P8VHo20Our6h0u6Oigbc/s200/20701312-177x150-0-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179435247024420226" border="0" /></a> thrift store. I found a Krups ice cream maker for $7.50. I came home and looked them up and read that people who paid $60 for them were thrilled. YEA! The base of the machine has to be chilled for 48 hours than you pour in your ice cream mixture and wallah, home made ice cream. Tomorrow we will try it.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-29799817343747365292008-03-14T13:49:00.002-04:002008-03-14T13:50:21.737-04:00Whole FoodsI'm looking for a whole foods coop to buy some bulk items from. If you know of one or are in one please contact me.<br /><br />Thanks (insert smiley face here)MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-16184242003120631812008-03-13T10:46:00.006-04:002008-03-13T11:02:25.148-04:00CrackersI have the most amazing book. It's The Bread Bakers Apprentice by Peter Reinhart. This week I baked crackers using his recipe. Well mostly using his recipe. I used active dry yeast because that is what I had and I rolled out the crackers with the noodle machine. They were amazing!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjtnsTkgE75L5RI0uQnT36gNpF23nLGQov8dc1CrkOKT6dDbgGtHMd932DSRLH6FqUWH79wPh8Str4cnjFfetKSPWTbm6QAWrBhYtu8nXFUq-LF70RNJXJqcO78v1zfufBParU8hPzTc/s1600-h/DSCF7657.JPG"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjtnsTkgE75L5RI0uQnT36gNpF23nLGQov8dc1CrkOKT6dDbgGtHMd932DSRLH6FqUWH79wPh8Str4cnjFfetKSPWTbm6QAWrBhYtu8nXFUq-LF70RNJXJqcO78v1zfufBParU8hPzTc/s200/DSCF7657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177240059174663538" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9JX3wTVXSjV0jo5Kqk7BcIxlM6t15F2Ba-i4az47ejjuMu1Wvyg-y7L1gl2fz7fEEgeuX6GtRoL0k09AUNqCp9bSbCNxcJhhfSqMoUGb8xJdFXwLP5TVCP4RVckJAotUCOpk8yNtLB8/s1600-h/DSCF7655.JPG"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9JX3wTVXSjV0jo5Kqk7BcIxlM6t15F2Ba-i4az47ejjuMu1Wvyg-y7L1gl2fz7fEEgeuX6GtRoL0k09AUNqCp9bSbCNxcJhhfSqMoUGb8xJdFXwLP5TVCP4RVckJAotUCOpk8yNtLB8/s200/DSCF7655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177240037699827042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLhx7SJmvpxovFmJ5jSgkSaRW4xoGR98y85x2qe35I2OpDkrDghrCTJbn-w7AQGpz4J1ROS1Zm-oblUBhJoJ9eCAj2hL2xixwNSce5eUpv87bRT7hbA5-crbAzC2AFX5wMoHgJUXHaDQ/s1600-h/DSCF7649.JPG"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 129px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLhx7SJmvpxovFmJ5jSgkSaRW4xoGR98y85x2qe35I2OpDkrDghrCTJbn-w7AQGpz4J1ROS1Zm-oblUBhJoJ9eCAj2hL2xixwNSce5eUpv87bRT7hbA5-crbAzC2AFX5wMoHgJUXHaDQ/s200/DSCF7649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177240011930023250" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oh, you wanted the recipe...<br /><br />With credit given here it is:<br />1 1/2 C bread flour<br />1/2 t salt<br />1/2t instant yeast (I used active dry)<br />1T vegetable oil<br />1T honey<br />1/3 to 1/2 C water<br /><br />350 degrees, roll out to 12" x 15" and bake 15 to 20 minutes. I rolled it WAY thinner than that and baked them for 7 minutes. I made slices with a pizza cutter misted them with water and sprinkled sea salt on them. Ibaked them on parchment.<br />I can't believe how good they are.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=coofanadarsa-20&o=1&p=8&l=as1&asins=1580082688&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"></iframe>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-44060633483078130112008-03-10T20:12:00.002-04:002008-03-10T20:19:08.175-04:00Surprise!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzkSRdpQ2O2WdfSur04v8wiZPT0JZzwS1XT3TlaW4HWwEDmrS2Uraq_bzqQI9EhQuGS6ZVmLYoMswCYFZFE3QiBdptwjt9omSHLmWDRWCIRzi3M6182usOqPrGf2HukyTxasLsrqAnDM/s1600-h/DSCF7645.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzkSRdpQ2O2WdfSur04v8wiZPT0JZzwS1XT3TlaW4HWwEDmrS2Uraq_bzqQI9EhQuGS6ZVmLYoMswCYFZFE3QiBdptwjt9omSHLmWDRWCIRzi3M6182usOqPrGf2HukyTxasLsrqAnDM/s200/DSCF7645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176270874034517314" border="0" /></a>Yesterday my sweet husband and I got a surprise when we got home from church. I had made bagels (another post) and than DH and I left to go to church. We did not drag out the kiddos because there was a foot of snow on the ground. Anyway when we got home there was this sign above the microwave with plates fixed. I did not take a picture of the plates, but they had sliced bagels covered in cream cheese and cut up apples with a big pitcher of OJ. Thanks Guys!MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-56866700070780451772008-03-08T15:58:00.003-05:002008-03-09T08:47:30.735-04:00Playing in Flour<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh11Basr2qtKLalZBAf-oAAdzN_rhPC1LoxCGCrrbH8mm-7eo29rrptEgW1hRpkzmkGnxGaQ7PHyFeRXlHsyOUOFYUhpydw0QfN8lvEUmxdO9BrKil1hLmMfQOoTcnbrNt-PCKvYrXb9H0/s1600-h/DSCF7619.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh11Basr2qtKLalZBAf-oAAdzN_rhPC1LoxCGCrrbH8mm-7eo29rrptEgW1hRpkzmkGnxGaQ7PHyFeRXlHsyOUOFYUhpydw0QfN8lvEUmxdO9BrKil1hLmMfQOoTcnbrNt-PCKvYrXb9H0/s200/DSCF7619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175719743831094578" border="0" /></a><br />Last week I bought a 50lb. bag of flour. I asked So and The Boy to decant it into some containers. I took pictures of the job being done.<br /><br />Well, pictures will be forthcoming when blogger gets its act together.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-73330624350409053702008-03-07T12:31:00.007-05:002008-03-07T13:25:11.149-05:00I got an Award<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo_FlnO5oi-wQqLm-pGllnagTK0OPpxlQjM_T6UCbZ-rdG9PXKXht3T4tbRvQl4dqysnkjApb9rFf0lz_SiAikVvrE6P5Bnf2qQFZ7gr8WVCZNSTaYwDueoNaW27kwday_C-Vyjx4Ed9A/s1600-h/award.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo_FlnO5oi-wQqLm-pGllnagTK0OPpxlQjM_T6UCbZ-rdG9PXKXht3T4tbRvQl4dqysnkjApb9rFf0lz_SiAikVvrE6P5Bnf2qQFZ7gr8WVCZNSTaYwDueoNaW27kwday_C-Vyjx4Ed9A/s200/award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175055445534389362" border="0" /></a><br />My friend Marye over at <a href="http://www.kettleandcup.com/">Kettle and Cup</a> gave me an <a href="http://www.kettleandcup.com/i-got-an-award-whoohoo/#comment-554">award</a>. Thanks Marye! You are such an inspiration to me. You accomplish things that my energy level doesn't even let me dream about. You have made many of my days special.<br /><br />So, I am susposed to pass on this award to 10 people. Pikachu I choose you! Oh, wait, no stop. Dang it, yesterday I broke the space bar on my keyboard and now it is really hard to type. Ok, thats better. I choose:<br /><br />1. Deb over at <a href="http://www.debfixesamerica.blogspot.com/">Deb fixes America</a>, because she is my friend and she has embarked on a great mission to fix America.<br /><br />2. I choose Emergency Emily, over at <a href="http://backboardsandbandaids.blogspot.com/">Backboards and Band-aids</a>, because I think she is adorable.<br /><br />3. I choose Ree, at <a href="http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/">The Pioneer Woman</a>, because hers is the first blog I read every day.<br /><br />4. I choose Holly at<a href="http://happydoodler.blogspot.com/"> The Happy Doodler</a>, because I really enjoy reading her blog. She has adorable kids, makes neat stuff, posts cool pictures and nice wordy stuff. She is very creative and I'd like to be her friend if we lived closer.<br /><br />5. I choose Mel over at <a href="http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/">Actual Unretouched Photos</a>, because she keeps it real and as busy as she is she wrote to me a while ago and asked how things were going with me off sugar. Mel, I'm still off sugar, though its been harder lately.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-21469652273438762372008-03-06T14:21:00.004-05:002008-03-06T18:45:56.668-05:00Locks of LoveMy beautiful, wonderful, and very special Teen2, whom I will continue to call Sa on the blog, because she doesn't mind, donated a ponytail to <a href="http://locksoflove.org/">Locks of Love</a> this week. I am very proud of her this is the third time she has sent them a pony tail.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpPqdW0pD0AVlQEVxkRk9dVQwTPcSmliPG7Yl5NFbx8HD56sStA2rh0ajW_gpQZVySVvKV6GQ732-9J_jDCuAdIqdDSo2a-LvEm6j203eCZHxYAzjrx3zn-dfExwgYUdLs43Pkv01FFI/s1600-h/DSCF7584.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpPqdW0pD0AVlQEVxkRk9dVQwTPcSmliPG7Yl5NFbx8HD56sStA2rh0ajW_gpQZVySVvKV6GQ732-9J_jDCuAdIqdDSo2a-LvEm6j203eCZHxYAzjrx3zn-dfExwgYUdLs43Pkv01FFI/s200/DSCF7584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174712002961831410" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTVha-b103Bn_WvTyBOWHA2ioLXOx3bsi2o219CK_NJPLUBQFCmSbJcTfyPAUiUl6Ll6d11cR2bIRJKUvtzppDFeitHF5b1UKEeCYwkk0nrcrGaAU8f3NvvXwOOI-zUCAI8bYq9UeaRRs/s1600-h/DSCF7588.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTVha-b103Bn_WvTyBOWHA2ioLXOx3bsi2o219CK_NJPLUBQFCmSbJcTfyPAUiUl6Ll6d11cR2bIRJKUvtzppDFeitHF5b1UKEeCYwkk0nrcrGaAU8f3NvvXwOOI-zUCAI8bYq9UeaRRs/s200/DSCF7588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174712037321569794" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjyvy629fonUJ3_0FnLV6-MOLBe8aXQtQDQ7g34shbXbAt9pZSw_-DBznrU8dV1dZI3mhyQFGVvv52mRtUVZzO6wDpw-wi7JbpKhqYJDrSma7HZ4EMq7bs2NW2tZV5QBiKVBpTa1C3Whs/s1600-h/DSCF7583.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjyvy629fonUJ3_0FnLV6-MOLBe8aXQtQDQ7g34shbXbAt9pZSw_-DBznrU8dV1dZI3mhyQFGVvv52mRtUVZzO6wDpw-wi7JbpKhqYJDrSma7HZ4EMq7bs2NW2tZV5QBiKVBpTa1C3Whs/s200/DSCF7583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174711981486994914" border="0" /></a>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-32742561019947466442008-03-05T17:43:00.012-05:002008-03-05T20:14:08.800-05:00When You Give a Mouse a Cookie<span style="font-style: italic;">If You Give a Mouse a Cookie</span> is my boy's favorite book. This post is really about The Teen, I mean Teen 1. When you send a teen to 'Rock and Roll High School' what can you expect except that the teen will be musically creative. So The Teen I mean Teen 1 (this is not going to work and I'll explain it in another post) came home about a week ago and said "so, I'm in a band." Than The Teen comes home and hands me pictures to upload.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM02nFrp5Onfoy3MN_GvcPoqCLXOUA5xe2QVoXTuRL67LmJ343DmFUHQwrWAP0sjsoblCtio0wg_ecrNLwrG_6xAHGlgso5XLU6VsDscT5hJdwmPhHb2jSJj96509G4jfQN04F2EFrat0/s1600-h/IMG_6313.jpg"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 101px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM02nFrp5Onfoy3MN_GvcPoqCLXOUA5xe2QVoXTuRL67LmJ343DmFUHQwrWAP0sjsoblCtio0wg_ecrNLwrG_6xAHGlgso5XLU6VsDscT5hJdwmPhHb2jSJj96509G4jfQN04F2EFrat0/s200/IMG_6313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174394110957417826" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfptbz5J6fTzHT7Hza-lY2Z3XkloYE6YI5Hmv-8qvxjtk2ysHYKSJtkblD7Qbegvwi7LW_P-VxJK3SDjpEqHPNh0Gfj0CnKhXexCPGcF9BFzC0pWrd9ae7xupDhePj6g6pFACR649QAKc/s1600-h/IMG_6324.jpg"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 108px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfptbz5J6fTzHT7Hza-lY2Z3XkloYE6YI5Hmv-8qvxjtk2ysHYKSJtkblD7Qbegvwi7LW_P-VxJK3SDjpEqHPNh0Gfj0CnKhXexCPGcF9BFzC0pWrd9ae7xupDhePj6g6pFACR649QAKc/s200/IMG_6324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174398715162359234" border="0" /></a> They are going to be in a battle of the bands contest and they will choose one of these pictures to submit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrzXyzpVpmjB7p6-CDOQ8b54ASDoCeTSigMijL_6h4d21yTz2p2Tep6pNPZ8OGQ0jc3ZX2ajz8Vtb0BpzQi-QGub_QViMpq4CBHt5sALnOFVs8I5G3KytLX1o6-KCtoPTiDOyEviAz7iI/s1600-h/IMG_6330.jpg"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrzXyzpVpmjB7p6-CDOQ8b54ASDoCeTSigMijL_6h4d21yTz2p2Tep6pNPZ8OGQ0jc3ZX2ajz8Vtb0BpzQi-QGub_QViMpq4CBHt5sALnOFVs8I5G3KytLX1o6-KCtoPTiDOyEviAz7iI/s200/IMG_6330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174398719457326546" border="0" /></a> with their CD.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_LwIabN_h2-j2XX9DevNxPqfkQGmQ2m2Hnwk2VdXevFZSW2jiHs90AP-7XBoGaGHSH9yKOmBRAdacg4hhRmTmJDDk0zgi1Sd0U0I5HrnluSq31D_M1ARIitFvYwTMVoiNqS1P2IHsWo/s1600-h/IMG_6314.jpg"><img style="margin: 5pt 5pt 5px 5px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 106px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6iSnm3_bvKOfagD0obuyrMiwEL2jTA3p2wwho6O-S-608-oetPPEpLAe25YlnPPBaebmAJrIXmOm9MJQPcWqTXVjpj0-ZnDn_tIm7mn0-BoXMk125omt7iLecXMfvBgWJa4-fnbxd4FI/s200/IMG_6322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174398697982490034" border="0" /></a>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-79020666523385345872008-03-05T17:40:00.002-05:002008-03-05T17:42:05.795-05:00The Oven Picture<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn6-FTxFRWV5QpbCxkTqiNBw6ns3o_tjLVQDpP3e4XfEJXeyqte6xuG4S6H4CEp1ie7YTR7mOgRncw3AVvCSs4I1WrN4-gQCSby0VimsLLf3rZ_11Wb9Y5AWKmeIinHWW3pz05E9w5As4/s1600-h/c0a7e067-4f15-4889-9a1d-11338e1912e6_300.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn6-FTxFRWV5QpbCxkTqiNBw6ns3o_tjLVQDpP3e4XfEJXeyqte6xuG4S6H4CEp1ie7YTR7mOgRncw3AVvCSs4I1WrN4-gQCSby0VimsLLf3rZ_11Wb9Y5AWKmeIinHWW3pz05E9w5As4/s200/c0a7e067-4f15-4889-9a1d-11338e1912e6_300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174391396538086738" border="0" /></a><br /> Finally the oven specs can be <a href="http://www.homedepot.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?storeId=10051&langId=-1&catalogId=10053&productId=100396751&N=10000003+503399+1263+10401019">read here</a>.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-56007445514988656112008-03-04T22:22:00.003-05:002008-03-04T22:25:52.400-05:00Teen 1 and Teen 2I have been informed that Sa no longer wants to be called Sa. It was OK when it was just Mom calling her Sa or Saysay, but now that more people started calling her Sa it bugs her. So when I say "Sa" I am told "I have a name and it is x-many letters long." So hence forth she is Teen 2. <br /><br />It reminds me of when she loved the book <span style="font-style: italic;">The Cat in the Hat...</span>MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-83443773976705834922008-03-04T05:59:00.004-05:002010-06-19T14:38:13.624-04:00MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-85282422623755140982008-03-03T10:54:00.003-05:002008-03-03T11:16:12.064-05:00So, Marla... What Happend with the Oven?The oven saga.<br /><br />The guys from Best Buy came on Friday to deliver my oven. The kids had shoveled the snow off the grass around to the back deck. It is much easier to carry things into the house from the back. besides that the front door doesn't work. The delivery guys would not take the oven through the side yard around to the back door. They said the side yard was too hilly. Those of you who have seen my side yard know its almost as hilly as a concrete floor. Anyway this guy would just not go an extra mile or even an extra 50 feet. He said liability prevented him from taking it to the back of the house. I asked him to help me open the front door and he would not. Did I mention this is a BIG guy. Anyway even if he could have taken it into the front door he would have had to go through the hall way and like I said its easier to go in the back door. He would not tell me "NO" he went outside and called the store and had them call me to tell me "NO." So he left with my oven. The store said they would try again to deliver my oven on Monday. I was so angry! The only reason I bought the stove from them was because they we were willing to deliver it this week and I had driven far out of my way to go to this store when the Home Depot which is 1 mile from my house could have delivered it on Tuesday. I was ready to go pick it up, but my dear sweet husband says to wait until Monday and let them deliver it. I humbly waited. I did not say patiently I said humbly. <br /><br />Monday gets here and since I've not heard from them I call. "Oh, sorry we won't be delivering the oven until Tuesday, because we don't come to your area on Monday." I was now fuming! I said "You will deliver my oven today or you will keep it." They gave me a run around and so I called the store manager who said "is there anything I can do to get you to keep this oven?" I said "yes, DELIVER IT TODAY!" He could not do that so I canceled my order. Than I got back online and went to the Home Depot sight to order my oven. They are changing shipping companies and could deliver it March 12. AAAK! UG!<br /><br /> So I get in my car and go to the nice local company that I should have gone to first. I walk in the door and say I need an oven. The nice guy pulls out a book and asks me to pick out the configuration of the top burners. I pick my first choice. Than we go through the rest of my first choices. He says this is your oven and gives me the price. Cough! Um, I really can't spend that much. So I decide the most important features and than he looks at what he has in stock. They had one that would be fine. They delivered it that day! Did you hear that? SAME DAY DELIVERY! I was so happy. Today I took them some cookies.<br /><br />I forgot to mention the best part. I opened the front door for the delivery guys and they took 1 look at the hall way and said "can we go around back?"MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-47294998582017730512008-03-02T07:58:00.006-05:002008-03-02T08:29:51.352-05:00Last week we had an ice storm. I was able to get some really fun pictures. 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It is like eye candy.MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155411369314625331.post-34704959552028806302008-02-26T14:25:00.006-05:002008-02-26T14:57:56.639-05:00Birthdays, Friends and TeenagersI now have 2 teenagers in the house. I remember my friend telling me that your family functions at the mean age of your children. I found this to be true when they were younger. I wonder what the excuse could be now? Anyway this past week I graduated to a new level of parenthood.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiun6tRf7IH_H0zM92chDtkgxLcr_ZIkOR6sIGwGVgvctGbrZ0vbb3lFccKsg-RejNtd4zouX7Ad6TPAPl5Dn2ccIkhW-n38wOkzbnLwvn1hZ8Knz6wFBSu1NZTFSaHpiCrvp3Pp-_m-3Q/s1600-h/DSCF7347.JPG"><img style="margin: 10pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 101px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiun6tRf7IH_H0zM92chDtkgxLcr_ZIkOR6sIGwGVgvctGbrZ0vbb3lFccKsg-RejNtd4zouX7Ad6TPAPl5Dn2ccIkhW-n38wOkzbnLwvn1hZ8Knz6wFBSu1NZTFSaHpiCrvp3Pp-_m-3Q/s200/DSCF7347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171373366106642866" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuHMvgY53zE-cEadPPrkjkea0E-A7Ti43Phmyr7W0IgZjZ7XjLfSttMKPMYNXlfh4d-KRQzxheJqRQ9Ye85bCyPFai7hprvs3quBzCLraFH6CSJkbteHkEd9-JGHzDT63CyP_KzCRygc/s1600-h/DSCF7332.JPG"><img style="margin: 10pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 99px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuHMvgY53zE-cEadPPrkjkea0E-A7Ti43Phmyr7W0IgZjZ7XjLfSttMKPMYNXlfh4d-KRQzxheJqRQ9Ye85bCyPFai7hprvs3quBzCLraFH6CSJkbteHkEd9-JGHzDT63CyP_KzCRygc/s200/DSCF7332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171373344631806354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbWzkfmyB3kX54gt_ulh6WpmbeG0kxIwpLKWEcOfww-naqLgCY0j3cmJT51SIf5EBvUbOg6Bo3IUI7K3lffnaBou-2nhmz7c86FophJ8dipjAquRYEiy0-qdtHwt2ddJ9SZF3KX9Aafqo/s1600-h/DSCF7334.JPG"><img style="margin: 10pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 103px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbWzkfmyB3kX54gt_ulh6WpmbeG0kxIwpLKWEcOfww-naqLgCY0j3cmJT51SIf5EBvUbOg6Bo3IUI7K3lffnaBou-2nhmz7c86FophJ8dipjAquRYEiy0-qdtHwt2ddJ9SZF3KX9Aafqo/s200/DSCF7334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171373361811675554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So, she planned her party, planned her menu, handed me a list of ingredients she needed, than proceeded to tell me how important it was for her to go with me to the store. We went grocery shopping together and she got what she needed. The only thing I did was make the crepe wraps.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-hCM5kTFWxCm0Pc0klZnuaeHkuqY9jF6K1ZdBgbsxcn_qGXBi4yNAT1cHqry_Usbu3Nd0Tc1ZencyLk-dyt1trIVYSdx_WVrgB7LlgnHwevgovId4zlEHbxBShY7RbvsWGjjF0vRuyBU/s1600-h/DSCF7379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-hCM5kTFWxCm0Pc0klZnuaeHkuqY9jF6K1ZdBgbsxcn_qGXBi4yNAT1cHqry_Usbu3Nd0Tc1ZencyLk-dyt1trIVYSdx_WVrgB7LlgnHwevgovId4zlEHbxBShY7RbvsWGjjF0vRuyBU/s200/DSCF7379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171373933042325970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You'll never guess what her mom got her for her birthday???MarlaQuackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18123841415556771014noreply@blogger.com1