tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45701295981891871542024-02-07T11:06:59.719-06:00TrellisCertified Arborist, Mom, Crafter, Stubborn as a Mule, Strong as a Bull Moose... Wait are those compliments?jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.comBlogger132125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-40606485497111625682013-03-04T12:51:00.000-06:002013-03-04T12:51:53.102-06:00Been a While<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have been busy being an arborist since the last post, but today I decided that I needed to get back to my shop and step back from the industry that feels like it is going to break me. It wont, I wont let it but I enjoyed this and I need that again. So as I look over my last post I was typing about my darling husband. He was killed in a tree accident November 9th, 2012. This is rough but good right. jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-19195630304651931752010-11-23T13:11:00.003-06:002010-11-23T13:18:39.096-06:00Getting Ready<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOwTYUcBIPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/-QLfx5hn5Bc/s1600/tree1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOwTYUcBIPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/-QLfx5hn5Bc/s320/tree1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542826549910249714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOwTX8uDpJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Ldimw_XoSDs/s1600/tree2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOwTX8uDpJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Ldimw_XoSDs/s320/tree2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542826543543461010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOwTXKnqOtI/AAAAAAAAAjo/dSZ7VhmL9ZA/s1600/whtsanta1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOwTXKnqOtI/AAAAAAAAAjo/dSZ7VhmL9ZA/s320/whtsanta1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542826530094856914" border="0" /></a><br />Today everyone seems to be getting ready for the Holidays. John, my darling husband, is living up to his moto of saving the world one tree at a time and has volunteered to get a Christmas tree for our little town. He also volunteered me to make the ornaments for the tree out of gourds. Fine until you see the tree that had to be lifted up with the skid steer, the bucket truck and 5 local Lions Club Members.<br /><br />I am posting holiday gourds and thinking about how I need to get the house ready for Thanksgiving, but blogging and taking pictures of the town's new tree instead. It's not last minute yet, so I have plenty of time.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-25051361652834409222010-11-17T09:15:00.004-06:002010-11-17T09:31:48.490-06:00Put on the Breaks!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOP1FziMKcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/7OzosLl9sWI/s1600/sarah-palin-bikini-rifle-198x300.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOP1FziMKcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/7OzosLl9sWI/s320/sarah-palin-bikini-rifle-198x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541446677604802" border="0" /></a><br />Whoa! Ok, I had another post in mind for today, because I went to a new gourd farm yesterday, but I'm so PO'd about DWTS that I want to speak my mind so I can go on with my life. WTH? WTF? Brandy might not be the perfect Madonna figure for; "The meek shall inherit the Earth", but the woman is a beautiful dancer and this is a dancing competition where we as housewives get to sit at home and dream about being the one's doing the complicated steps. And let me remind you; dancing with the STARS! I got pregnant before I was married too. I did manage to wait until I hit the ripe age of 20, but where is the STAR part of being a teen mom? I like Bristol. I was rooting for her for many weeks, but I think she has a little bit of an attitude and I would rather see a real competition. If you want to root for the underdog and take your rally caps off then do it for Kyle. What a personality that is still down to earth and to move his little sausage shape like that takes as much work as Bristol has put into it. I liked the show. I liked to be able to sit down and watch something that wasn't about sex and solving a murder, rape crime. But now it is just like any other reality tv show, and it took us back to the bummer that is reality.<br /><br />And, by the way; <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.examiner.com/populist-in-national/full-unedtied-remarks-as-tina-fey-accepts-her-award-at-the-kennedy-center-video">GO TINA FAY!</a><br />oh and my own personal quote; "There is a special place in hell for women that support women only because they are women. Think for yourselves." Jennifer Goodejgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-91437687285614542032010-11-15T13:07:00.002-06:002010-11-15T13:10:36.215-06:00A Handcrafted Christmas is coming your way!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOGFe9eplQI/AAAAAAAAAjY/BaXJmAXYHE0/s1600/holiday%2Bhunt"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TOGFe9eplQI/AAAAAAAAAjY/BaXJmAXYHE0/s320/holiday%2Bhunt" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539855783588107522" border="0" /></a><br />I am so excited for this upcoming show. It is next Sunday, November 21st and it is in Maryville, Mo. That is quite a ways from me but I love an adventure. It is a college town and a bunch of the KC Etsy peeps will be there. It is completely hand made and it is in an airplane hanger! How Cool is that!?! As the owner of Cripple Creek Says; "Check it Out!" <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">http://www.holidayhuntmaryville.blogspot.com/</span>jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-73083196524558574462010-11-01T09:10:00.004-05:002010-11-01T09:14:52.783-05:00Modeling<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM7LIm7c2SI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wezkQZqp61k/s1600/audrie3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM7LIm7c2SI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wezkQZqp61k/s320/audrie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584340834212130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM7K8U9-RMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/OSJjTtQ5Qig/s1600/audrie1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM7K8U9-RMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/OSJjTtQ5Qig/s320/audrie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584129854522562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM7K8MspKzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xe7GAWEvhtM/s1600/audrie2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM7K8MspKzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xe7GAWEvhtM/s320/audrie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584127634352946" border="0" /></a><br />Here is how the costumes turned out. One little bumble bee and one designer lady bug. Caitlyn was feeling like the Halloween Scrooge so we made her a costume to go out with Audrie, then she called Katie who dressed up like a Prom Queen and we made our rounds. I have put all the candy in a bowl and hidden it in John's garage/office so he will eat it and I have to think about it before I go out there and get in the bowl. This was after I ate kit kat's on the way to school.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-7495999911138989812010-10-31T11:19:00.004-05:002010-10-31T11:32:29.588-05:00Happy Halloween<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM2ZmRv5XYI/AAAAAAAAAiw/YQLiUWDVKvc/s1600/costume.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM2ZmRv5XYI/AAAAAAAAAiw/YQLiUWDVKvc/s320/costume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534248399986580866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM2ZmMk52BI/AAAAAAAAAio/UV2z7HyCGB8/s1600/santa5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TM2ZmMk52BI/AAAAAAAAAio/UV2z7HyCGB8/s320/santa5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534248398598297618" border="0" /></a><br />Just a quick note to say Happy Halloween to everyone and show you a few things. It is show season so I am crazy busy and I love it. I am a much happier person trying to juggle lots of things at once. So, the first picture is Audrie's bumble bee costume. One of my first sewing projects. My mother sewed every night. It was calming to hear the buzz of the machine and know where your mama was. I had handmade dresses for every school dance. But, being a headstrong daughter didn't like taking lessons from her, regret it. So I know the basics but haven't done much. I am borrowing my cousin's sewing machine and like magic this costume came together from thrift store buys and fabric from decorating my niece's wedding reception. I will get pics tonight of the bumble bee in action.<br /><br />Next is my little helper as I'm trying to take pictures of my gourds to list today and for next weekend's show. It is my favorite show because my Grandma lives there and it is sweet and fun and nice people and low stress. It will be at Silvercrest at Deer Creek Retirement Community in Overland Park. The street address is; 13060 S. Metcalf Ave. Overland Park, KS 66213 and the phone number is 913.681.1101. The show is Saturday and Sunday. I believe 10-4, I'll check times. If you would like to have a booth just call the number I listed and ask for Jill.<br /><br />Have a Great and Safe Halloween. Jenniferjgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-92069452305924520032010-10-10T06:51:00.002-05:002010-10-10T07:01:29.694-05:00Bike Ride Sunday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TLGq93yaJII/AAAAAAAAAiY/5PDsVy452UY/s1600/candle1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TLGq93yaJII/AAAAAAAAAiY/5PDsVy452UY/s320/candle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526386197684429954" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TLGq9pJsFSI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/02M_tm6hbtQ/s1600/milk5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TLGq9pJsFSI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/02M_tm6hbtQ/s320/milk5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526386193755542818" border="0" /></a><br />We are headed out for a bike ride with the little ducklings. I just wanted to drop in and show you what I have been making. It is that time of year you put gourd crafting into high gear, but I got distracted by all the wonderful herbal scents I have hanging out so I stopped by the local drug house... I mean craft super store Micheal's and grabbed some soy wax chips. It was so nice to use in a double broiler and the essential oils mixed easy. I poured them into antique jars that are overflowing my shelves and voila my house smells grrrreat.<br /><br />I'll let you know how the bike ride goes. My bike needs a repair and I think that I am the last person my husband will fix something for. Like a wise wife said to our buddy, her husband; "I wish I had your number." cause he sure could help out a friend and fix stuff for others. Ok, I got distracted. My bike only has one pedal so I may have trouble getting up hills, but I will be like a bullet going downhill. Sounds like a fun day huh?jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-32608927194827775202010-09-09T08:18:00.006-05:002010-09-09T08:30:14.987-05:00Celebrating New Talent<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjhQf3RxmI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vtUQYMDCyDY/s1600/blog1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjhQf3RxmI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vtUQYMDCyDY/s320/blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514905417262679650" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjhQAU4rtI/AAAAAAAAAiA/F_cq7o-jDvs/s1600/blog2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjhQAU4rtI/AAAAAAAAAiA/F_cq7o-jDvs/s320/blog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514905408796929746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjhC_7qpyI/AAAAAAAAAh4/tkxaJ84vX1I/s1600/blog4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjhC_7qpyI/AAAAAAAAAh4/tkxaJ84vX1I/s320/blog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514905185352853282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjhCvvylaI/AAAAAAAAAhw/hNypFDd4QQg/s1600/blog2.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgyAdJz8I/AAAAAAAAAho/DO4Ua63gAEk/s1600/blog5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgyAdJz8I/AAAAAAAAAho/DO4Ua63gAEk/s320/blog5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514904893435531202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgxgpywEI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LXfQb0Ovy8U/s1600/blog6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgxgpywEI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LXfQb0Ovy8U/s320/blog6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514904884898611266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgxACXYYI/AAAAAAAAAhY/j047C_Jncf0/s1600/blog7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgxACXYYI/AAAAAAAAAhY/j047C_Jncf0/s320/blog7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514904876143305090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgw_ILWJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/h5dw44bmRUw/s1600/blog8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgw_ILWJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/h5dw44bmRUw/s320/blog8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514904875899246738" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TIjgwco8h1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/9Ar3ab54oUk/s1600/blog9.jpg"><br /></a><br />Last Thursday our 6th grade football team and the 6th grade cheerleaders got to play and cheer at half time of the Kansas City Chiefs home pre-season game against the Packers. It was so exciting! The boys were like little dots on that huge field and I can just imagine their hearts beating out of their chests to be surrounded by people cheering them on. As a parent it was an amazing feeling to see your son's tackle on the Jumbo Tron! The game ended in a tie 7-7 which I think was the perfect outcome. We were on the opposite side of the field from where they were playing and I didn't want to miss it by trying to make my way to the other side, so I took my pictures at the highest resolution and hoped for the best. Here are a few of the pictures I got that night. We had great weather with storm clouds clearing as we all arrived then it was almost chilly. Football Season is Here! Click <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sixsproutsdesigns/">HERE</a> to go to my flicker page and see more game pictures. There will be sections on the right hand side to click and see the game pics. I will also be posting pictures from the teams float in the Louisburg parade. Busy week.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-81984973771574360262010-09-02T09:54:00.006-05:002010-09-02T10:02:10.845-05:00Cross Stitch Envy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-7-iFpbKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/EKdpCohBDHA/s1600/blog1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-7-iFpbKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/EKdpCohBDHA/s320/blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512331151901551778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-7-Gc39iI/AAAAAAAAAg4/C72-313tDzQ/s1600/blog2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-7-Gc39iI/AAAAAAAAAg4/C72-313tDzQ/s320/blog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512331144482780706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-78zkx6ZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/D1wMergE8uM/s1600/blog3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-78zkx6ZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/D1wMergE8uM/s320/blog3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512331122235795858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-78bJPDuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3-7_2JsmeX4/s1600/blog4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TH-78bJPDuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3-7_2JsmeX4/s320/blog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512331115677814498" border="0" /></a><br />So, I have two Etsy shops. One where I list things I make and vintage country items <a href="http://trellisgourds.etsy.com">Trellis</a> and one that I list fabric and patterns for sale <a href="http://www.epicepoch.etsy.com">Epic Epoch</a>. I have been listing pattern after pattern of these fun cross stitch projects and it makes me yearn to do them. So far I have resisted. I just keep looking back at the cross stitch project I started in High School. I now have a daughter in High School.<br /><br />And it kinda looks like my new cat....jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-28229378110155694102010-08-25T14:40:00.003-05:002010-08-25T14:45:18.426-05:00I Promise<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyjm5oMNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ko7FqEc86zY/s1600/lake1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyjm5oMNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ko7FqEc86zY/s320/lake1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509435675220914386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyjLTNidI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/iF2PCHrudbU/s1600/audrieroom.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyjLTNidI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/iF2PCHrudbU/s320/audrieroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509435667812026834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyi5_bNTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/n1tAxLWTPMU/s1600/room2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyi5_bNTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/n1tAxLWTPMU/s320/room2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509435663165633842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyikoyFfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/E8Zd94M9TNk/s1600/inventory.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/THVyikoyFfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/E8Zd94M9TNk/s320/inventory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509435657433519602" border="0" /></a><br />I promise to do better on the blogging. It is fall gourd time, MY FAVORITE, and they will be popping up on here. But, I do have a good excuse; the end of summer and lots of kids and back to school. I had 200 beautiful trees to inventory and analyze. These trees added 17k a year in value and saving to the property. Amazing! and we went to the lake and as if I didn't have enough to do, we switched and painted and rearranged rooms then went through clothes and got ready for school. So a better, deeper post later. I Promise.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-33492672633037304552010-07-31T07:24:00.003-05:002010-07-31T07:43:32.314-05:00Want a Peak<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ87qhbsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/b6A2S8DoK3s/s1600/bedside4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ87qhbsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/b6A2S8DoK3s/s320/bedside4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500049579525107394" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ8k6eMEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xP9Osm2QhAs/s1600/bedside3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ8k6eMEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xP9Osm2QhAs/s320/bedside3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500049573417988162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ8d7puxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/S0vmsQxJNl8/s1600/bedside2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ8d7puxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/S0vmsQxJNl8/s320/bedside2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500049571543890706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ8JQzbBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1QzvWq_nUyw/s1600/bedside1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TFQZ8JQzbBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1QzvWq_nUyw/s320/bedside1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500049565995461650" border="0" /></a><br />My bedside table starts to collect things that I really like. Wanna peak before I clean it off again and start over? It is an antique chest that I can't remember life before it. Really, it has been around my mom and dad's house for as long as I can remember and now it lives at my house. On top of the chest is my reading lamp, cause I looove to read. On top of the lamp is Dum Dum's bird (that is the new nickname that John gave to the kitten) I got the bird at a garage sale. It is vintage and made for craft projects. It has landed on my lamp and the kitten lives to hunt it. I have a wooden box with my favorite necklace. Two jars of my favorite homemade lotions. My creamy body butter and the leftover chocolate peppermint lip balm. Yummy yarn, look at those beautiful balls of color and texture. The self striping sock yarn has the cutest knitting needles with cupcakes on the end sticking out of the softness. There is a hairband from flipping it out when I am done with my ponytail at the end of the day. Also, a can of spray pain reliever because I have had poison ivy all summer and wake up with burning arms. Then books and magazines. Can't get enough! I haven't read all the books yet, but the magazines I have memorized. Borders Books just had a tent sale so the pile is kinda high. There is soapmaking, knitting, living simple, fantasy books, country living mag, and aromatherapy. So that was a little peak into my bedroom and my head.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-42891527671190756282010-07-19T09:38:00.004-05:002010-07-19T09:57:16.817-05:00Summer of the Boy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TERnVwx8sNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/CQQzzVH_sNI/s1600/slipnslide.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TERnVwx8sNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/CQQzzVH_sNI/s320/slipnslide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495631068868161746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TERnVc1zpJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/arofp_3Lgy8/s1600/bass.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TERnVc1zpJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/arofp_3Lgy8/s320/bass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495631063515636882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TERnUwIPNFI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2669onwat14/s1600/crawdad.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TERnUwIPNFI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2669onwat14/s320/crawdad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495631051513345106" border="0" /></a><br />We are a Re-Tread, a combined family, the real Brady Bunch. He has 3 kids and I have 3 kids. Then we got married and their were 8, four girls and twin boys. The first three years we had all of them full time except for an occasional JC weekend (Joint Custody or Thank Jesus Christ) but as they grow and become self obsessed, dramatic......I will stop before I say too much, Tweens, they start to try living at Mom's or spending more time at Dad's. So, needless to say, summer time is a weird schedule with the kids. The oldest girl is in Boston visiting family and keeps in touch by twitter and facebook. Weird I tell ya. The youngest is Grandma's buddy and flitting around to all her social events, and the middle girls are with their mom doing God Know's what! I won't even get into that. Lately I have been outnumbered by boys; John (Hubby) and Cale and Brennen (my twins) and the neighbor boy is staying with family up the street for the summer so he has joined the fun in bringing dirty boy stuff to my life. Super Weird! <br /><br />So this weeks pictures have been outdoor boy fun. Playing on the slip n slide they won for reading 5 books. I know! Already! I am so proud. The bucket of crawdad's making noise in my kitchen. Don't they live outside in a creek? Do they suddenly need air conditioning? And the great Bass tournament. Well, three boys on a big pond with fishing poles and a canoe. I have been told to stay away so they can be boys and mom doesn't go nurture them. Me? Do That? Well, at least I'm going to pack them snacks and a water jug.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-68970416083658617212010-06-28T15:44:00.003-05:002010-06-28T16:05:24.425-05:00Marriage Secrets<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCkOjZqsCPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2GwmyUl9Ypc/s1600/fish.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCkOjZqsCPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2GwmyUl9Ypc/s320/fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487933622275803378" /></a><br />I don't know the secret to marriage. I am probably not very good at it compared to my parents. They have been married forever and I don't remember ever seeing them have a blow out. When I was younger age 4-10 my parents did competitive trail riding. They would take their horses my brother and I and compete in a 50 mile trail ride and me and my brother would get to explore amazing places. When I was 10 this is all I could think about. I was now old enough to compete in the junior division and it was all I wanted to do. As I got into it more, my mom competed less. I didn't understand. We had 3 horses. I remember asking my mom one time why she wasn't going to compete this weekend. I was early teens now and she said she didn't really enjoy it that much. It was such a shock. They were a team. She was so happy doing it. She told me she did it for Dad so they could have a hobby together. I think that is one of the smartest marriage tips I ever heard and I wasn't even at an age I thought I would use it. <br /><br />That is why I have a picture of a fish today. My husband likes to fish and we have a fishing boat and more fishing poles than I have knitting needles. He is at a time in his life that he feels guilty fishing, that he should be working, but sometimes I encourage him to get away. If you knew me before you would be surprised to hear about me fishing. I did it in the pond growing up, so I am not a total NEWBIE. And I have my own conditions that make it more enjoyable for me and make me wine less. I don't tell him this. Just like my mom. I take my knitting and a small battery operated light, a pillow, book and I have my own fishing pole and it is Pink. <br /><br />He likes to catfish so that is night fishing in strange places. Saturday night we drove an hour and a half to Warsaw and fished by the dam. All night. Except I have a pillow, so I throw my line out, knit a little and go to sleep. I woke up around 5am and it was beautiful and quiet and my husband was sleeping restlessly. So I gave him my spot, oh yeah, I also pack a collapsible camping mat and my down sleeping bag. So he moved into my spot I covered him up with the soft sleeping bag and he slept on. I sat in the chair and watched the cranes and the fish flipping. There were so many that I couldn't stand that we hadn't had a bite the night before and the lake was going crazy now. There is one more thing that I bring that makes it better. I fish with worms. He doesn't think they will catch much, but that isn't my goal. I can put worms on my hook by myself and not bother him when he is in the heat of it. So I put my worm on and cast my beautiful pink fishing pole. Every time I cast it I would get nibbles and have to put another worm on. It was fun. Then I caught one. That woke him up, kinda. So to show my commitment to this marriage I even took the baby catfish off the hook by myself so he wouldn't have to get up. My first time. And this cute little guy swam off happily. Thanks mom.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-12176900101058138952010-06-24T19:47:00.003-05:002010-06-24T19:53:49.995-05:00In the Bag<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP90oQjHXI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XqXpHylUvaA/s1600/yarn5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP90oQjHXI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XqXpHylUvaA/s320/yarn5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486507851669249394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP90D5IYVI/AAAAAAAAAew/eKmj5ILh-Wc/s1600/yarn4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP90D5IYVI/AAAAAAAAAew/eKmj5ILh-Wc/s320/yarn4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486507841907351890" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP9zpp3HiI/AAAAAAAAAeo/IE2ibL8ZKG4/s1600/yarn3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP9zpp3HiI/AAAAAAAAAeo/IE2ibL8ZKG4/s320/yarn3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486507834863984162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP9zUvVxII/AAAAAAAAAeg/8bpaMKTAfrA/s1600/yarn2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP9zUvVxII/AAAAAAAAAeg/8bpaMKTAfrA/s320/yarn2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486507829249819778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP9zLZUg4I/AAAAAAAAAeY/5fa7qB7hjv4/s1600/yarn1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TCP9zLZUg4I/AAAAAAAAAeY/5fa7qB7hjv4/s320/yarn1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486507826741543810" /></a><br />I worked today, hard! Almost as hard as I worked yesterday in 96 degree heat. So, when we were finished trimming trees I snuck off. I took a shower first because, like I said, I worked HARD. So I earned this bag of yummy yarn. I worked that hard. My favorite yarn shop is closing on Saturday so I had to go one more time. It is bittersweet. I love the deal I got on this soft, beautiful, collection of colors and textures, but this is where I learned to knit. These are the women I knit with and knit and drank wine with. I don't even have projects for this yarn, but like Julie said when she was ringing it up; you never want to be caught without sock yarn. Oh, and the picture of the baby is her realizing that there is an outside world and I was in it and she was not.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-86829932407672983182010-06-16T20:53:00.004-05:002010-06-16T21:02:12.971-05:00Sensitive or Red Flag<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBmBrKxx-ZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Jn5c1HCfspA/s1600/johnhat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBmBrKxx-ZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Jn5c1HCfspA/s320/johnhat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483556599927798162" /></a><br />When I met my husband he had a couple of very curious things. Well, beyond being a single dad of 3 girls in a small town with mom nowhere in sight. He couldn't do ponytails or iron, and when I came over from work in a skirt and high heels, they would sink in his yard and he would push things off the chairs for me to sit down. He owned a huge pressure cooker for canning. I'm talking 40 quart jars. I know! and a very cool commercial type dehydrator. He had me at....little girls, but the pressure cooker was a very cool surprise. <br /><br />The picture; his climbing helmet with a brim from a gardening hat because the sun in Louisiana was so hot while trimming live oaks. His Sensitive Side. Ahhhhhjgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-17032750317879733672010-06-14T14:15:00.008-05:002010-06-14T14:41:55.492-05:00LilacI am in housecleaning mode and since I am a granola girl who prefers to go organic I mixed up some carpet freshener in a mason jar and sprinkled it on. It consists of; 1 box baking soda, a handful of dried lavender flowers and a handful of dried peppermint, then a tsp full of grapefruit essential oil. I shook it up and sprinkled it on my carpet. It is sitting there and I am in bliss. My house isn't completely clean, but from where I sit at my computer screen in the parlor, it sure smells like it is Perfectly Clean!<br /><br />So, since I am soothed by the lavender and we just did a roll call for the <a href="http://kcetsy.blogspot.com/">KC Etsy Team</a>, let me share some of my fellow artisans purple pride.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.artfire.com/modules.php?name=Shop&op=listing&product_id=1301244">Round Ball Style Handmade Felted Wool Beads in Bright Fuschia<br />By; Shalana of the Funky Felter</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaBUx65GwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/qM0yMy0fKZE/s1600/funkyfelter"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaBUx65GwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/qM0yMy0fKZE/s320/funkyfelter" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482711790367873794" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/38755971/heart-of-inara-serenity-necklace"><br />Heart of Inara Serenity Necklace<br />By; Thyme2dream</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaCMGTpnxI/AAAAAAAAAdo/2KFdvZn1Teg/s1600/thyme2dream2"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaCMGTpnxI/AAAAAAAAAdo/2KFdvZn1Teg/s320/thyme2dream2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482712740733230866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/40325643/flower-sparkle-hair-pin-vinyl-barrette">Flower Sparkle Hair Pin Vinyl Barrette in regal purple<br />By Annebvinyl</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaC9cAff1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/AXzCK1oUz9Q/s1600/annebvinyl"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaC9cAff1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/AXzCK1oUz9Q/s320/annebvinyl" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482713588372045650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/47243664/bird-of-love-incense-burner">Bird of Love Incense Burner<br />By; Glazedearth</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaDnMDQHSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UkrnU4BnMHc/s1600/glazedearth"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaDnMDQHSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UkrnU4BnMHc/s320/glazedearth" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482714305643158818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/8583747/purple-dragon-aceo-original-watercolor">Purple Dragon - ACEO Original Watercolor - Cute Dragon By Allison Stein</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaE4rrug3I/AAAAAAAAAeA/CmUu_ZrA4OE/s1600/allisonstein"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaE4rrug3I/AAAAAAAAAeA/CmUu_ZrA4OE/s320/allisonstein" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482715705703826290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/35315903/purple-birdies-tote-bag"><br />Purple Birdies Tote Bag<br />By; AuntJune</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaFzMLCw_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/hOz-jVlmpVw/s1600/auntjune"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBaFzMLCw_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/hOz-jVlmpVw/s320/auntjune" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482716710857524210" /></a>jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-27743438913379583152010-06-13T12:24:00.002-05:002010-06-13T12:28:16.078-05:00Sun Off and On<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBUVFcz4rqI/AAAAAAAAAdY/b3-QSCUC7ZI/s1600/elder-04-l.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBUVFcz4rqI/AAAAAAAAAdY/b3-QSCUC7ZI/s320/elder-04-l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482311304770793122" /></a><br />It is Sunday on JC weekend (joint custody) so John and I have just been doing stuff around the house but now we are about to go stir crazy. So, this morning we went out to pick Elder Flowers. I have a bunch in the dehydrator right now and we found that the gooseberries are looking good. Now he is checking the weather map to see if we can fish anywhere and miss the rain. I'll let you know tomorrow how that goes and what I find on this little adventure, and how my dried elder flowers turn out. The history behind the Elder tree is very interesting and it has many uses. I guess this little post is just a preview of what's to come. Just wanted to say hello.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-48602847238830199342010-06-10T13:13:00.004-05:002010-06-10T13:28:50.658-05:00My Secret has Been Exposed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBEuiHFdTaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ziSWIcTc3m8/s1600/scarf2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBEuiHFdTaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ziSWIcTc3m8/s320/scarf2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481213385038974370" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBEuh5Is1QI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wtwiJ3nu4FQ/s1600/scarf1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TBEuh5Is1QI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wtwiJ3nu4FQ/s320/scarf1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481213381294478594" /></a><br />They found out. I take my daughter to her Orthodontist appointment and drop her off. I know not mother of the year material, but I have a good reason. A better reason than the garage sales down the street. The orthodontist office makes me nauseous. So, when it was time to explain something by the nurse, Caitlyn admitted that I wasn't there, then the Dr. asked why she proceeds to tell them; The Orthodontist makes her nauseous. The doctor and the nurse reply; "We make your mom Nauseous?" But I showed back up before she was done and got all the instructions. After I get the rundown of how I am supposed to twist her expander 18 more times. My least favorite thing on this Earth to do. They asked me why they make me nauseous. I told them it wasn't personal and it wasn't them, there is just something about the smell of the office and it brings old braces memories back. It immediately makes my face hurt and my stomach sick and I get dizzy. Really, I'm not that kind of girl that faints. I trim trees 70 feet above ground in ice storms with high winds, but something about the ortho that gets me. <br /><br />So, I had to admit to hitting the garage sales in the neighborhood. Look what I got; 4 gorgeous scarves. The ladies at the nurses office are walking down there on lunch. Please don't mind my home office in the background. I had to put the red polka dot one on as soon as I got home!jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-39965226118363740502010-06-09T08:32:00.003-05:002010-06-09T09:00:25.822-05:00Lemon MorningI have been enjoying my garden and planting herbs and learning what to do with them. So far I have made essential oils and put them in fun vintage glass bottles, used them as scents and made a wonderful lip balm. As I read more about aromatherapy and its benefits I have found a few easy ways to incorporate it into my life. This morning I started with Lemon Oil. Lemon has bactericidal and antiseptic properties and is used to fight infectious diseases. It also treats oily skin, sore throat, wrinkles.... the list goes on and on. And get this; it has recently been shown by scientists in France that it may be effective in the prevention of breast and other types of cancer. Lemon oil is found in the peel of the lemon, you know it, the burst of oil and flavor that comes out if you were to order a twist in your cocktail. Even more amazing, this little wonder oil was sitting in my fridge this morning. So, I cut the end off, the part that is mostly peel, and squeezed it in a big glass of water. Yummy!<br /><br />Since I'm in a bright lemony mood now I wanted to share some gorgeous Etsy items I found with this theme. Please soak it in and click on the links below the pictures to visit their beautiful shops full of handmade goodness.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-atuWtNCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/m_CaM7XO8Bs/s1600/lemon4"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-atuWtNCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/m_CaM7XO8Bs/s320/lemon4" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480769381861241890" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20%3Chttp://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-atuWtNCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/m_CaM7XO8Bs/s1600/lemon4%3E">Handmade Bag by Bayanhippo</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-atJ-p2dI/AAAAAAAAAc4/cpI58mbYF0Q/s1600/lemon3"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-atJ-p2dI/AAAAAAAAAc4/cpI58mbYF0Q/s320/lemon3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480769372096682450" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/45993003/lemon-grass-baby-blanket">Hand Felted Baby Blanket by olofsdaughters</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-asjAbzZI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FsoUgUnhiUM/s1600/lemon2"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-asjAbzZI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FsoUgUnhiUM/s320/lemon2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480769361635167634" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/49060196/poppy-tea-towel-organic-linen">Hand Printed Organic Tea Towel by madderroot</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-asDz6pJI/AAAAAAAAAco/7ckjwhzddf4/s1600/lemon1"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TA-asDz6pJI/AAAAAAAAAco/7ckjwhzddf4/s320/lemon1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480769353261163666" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/48987953/citrus-burst-hair-pins">Hand Made Hair Pins by binageyer</a>jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-74661758713179444722010-05-30T08:01:00.002-05:002010-05-30T08:26:05.868-05:00Before and After, Jennifer's Patio Table<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TAJnL4nCzyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/4Jn01xDfPDs/s1600/before.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TAJnL4nCzyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/4Jn01xDfPDs/s320/before.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477053550708313890" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TAJnLplsU_I/AAAAAAAAAcY/KwBm2iXD000/s1600/after.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TAJnLplsU_I/AAAAAAAAAcY/KwBm2iXD000/s320/after.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477053546676114418" /></a><br />Have you ever been to a Catholic School fund raiser? It isn't a dry event. Two years ago I attended our little school's auction with a wonderful old Rome theme. We had vip table for 8 and I was joined by my mom and dad, fun aunt and uncle and mother and father in law. At the VIP table you don't have to get up and go to the keg, the auction committee calls you ahead of time and asks what you would like to drink at your table. Our order included; Michelob, Budweiser, Crown, and white and red wine. We then proceeded to bid on everything in sight. My mother in law and I drank red wine and prowled the silent auction room again to make sure we were the last bids on the list. It was a great evening with lots of fun and useful purchases that went towards supporting our kids school. <br /><br />The next day I went to pick up my buys; a few envelopes with gift certificates, a new fangled gas dryer..... and a table and chairs? I bid on that? I won that? Well, ok, load it up. So I took home a very cool metal scroll table with wicker on the chairs and a round glass top. I remember looking at it and thinking it would be wonderful as a patio table, but my beer goggles missed the white upholstered chair seats. <br /><br />So it has been moved around from our office to our home and I have even offered it to family members. It really isn't the antique style I have going on in the house and I want a patio table. Until yesterday. I stopped by Hancock fabrics and bought 2 yards of very cool vinyl with felt backing in teal with brown leaves. The leaves mimic the metal leaves on the table. It was only $4.49 a yard and I had the seats redone in about an hour. We ate dinner at my new patio table. LOVE IT!jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-75261638494371787972010-05-29T12:44:00.003-05:002010-05-29T12:50:41.863-05:00Vintage Week<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TAFTsnNedWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/We9KTTiBUIc/s1600/pail3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/TAFTsnNedWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/We9KTTiBUIc/s320/pail3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476750647764088162" /></a><br />I have made some fun vintage finds that I'm getting ready to post at <a href="http://www.etsy.com/your/listings">www.trellisgourds.etsy.com</a> Like the super cute lunchbox in the picture. I love the colors and the word Debutante. I think it is fun that now all the little girls wear t shirts that say princess, if screen printing had been available in the 50's would they have worn the work "Debutante" in sparkly pink? I also found a gorgeous green chenille bed spread that looks amazing on my bed and lots of cool little jars for my dried herbs. My herb garden is doing well and I transplanted some spearmint to the back, right under the kitchen window to keep the ants from coming in. My wonderful, sweet, loving, perfect dog immediately dug it up. Grrrr she hasn't ever dug there before. How do they know! Have a great weekend.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-5643097001035066942010-05-21T20:49:00.002-05:002010-05-21T20:54:45.910-05:007 Apples, Check!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_c5LQ7qrzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/8IQ5SbuuY68/s1600/apple2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_c5LQ7qrzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/8IQ5SbuuY68/s320/apple2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473906737778700082" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_c5KxY-LUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5n5-J3EcYGo/s1600/apple1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_c5KxY-LUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5n5-J3EcYGo/s320/apple1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473906729311677762" /></a><br />Finished. Seven apples to fill an order going to a little Kansas School that is closing at the end of the year because of budget cuts are shining and decorated and ready to go. I think they turned out super cute and I hope they will be cherished. Just wanted to show off their bright red goodness. Now off to the next project. I'm thinking quilt something or I'm half way into painting a gourd that might get some creative collage stuff. You never know with me.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-63425219002003407572010-05-19T21:19:00.004-05:002010-05-19T21:29:41.279-05:00More Pics from Running with the Cows<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_SdeQtP7MI/AAAAAAAAAb4/48XVMwq7BvY/s1600/DSC_4373.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_SdeQtP7MI/AAAAAAAAAb4/48XVMwq7BvY/s320/DSC_4373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473172590368386242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_Sdd1tk3jI/AAAAAAAAAbw/4Wq1PQicnHw/s1600/DSC_4379.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_Sdd1tk3jI/AAAAAAAAAbw/4Wq1PQicnHw/s320/DSC_4379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473172583122001458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_SddAUKSLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KulA-zGjgOs/s1600/DSC_4323.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_SddAUKSLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KulA-zGjgOs/s320/DSC_4323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473172568788322482" /></a><br />Here are some more pics that we took at the 207th Street intersection from the 1/2 marathon. You can find all our pics here <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sixsproutsdesigns/">Jenn's Flikr Page</a> If you see a picture you want just click on the link on the right hand side of this page to email me. Sorry, all we saw was the 1/2 marathon so I wont have any pics of the other events, but we sure enjoyed this part. I had to trim trees in the rain today, so I'm hitting the sack, I'll post more pics of this events tomorrow. Thanks for checking them out.jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-37244859827788410012010-05-17T13:55:00.004-05:002010-05-17T14:09:15.495-05:00Running With The Cows<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GUVH7PfGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/iHgXO8FnqzM/s1600/intersection.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GUVH7PfGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/iHgXO8FnqzM/s320/intersection.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472318112857554018" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GStvN3vFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uIzgiuHwMqk/s1600/cow4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GStvN3vFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uIzgiuHwMqk/s320/cow4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472316336698276946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GStWphMGI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_UBjtaq2Lec/s1600/cow3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GStWphMGI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_UBjtaq2Lec/s320/cow3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472316330103353442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GStM56UaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YccBSW0NZxg/s1600/cow2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GStM56UaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YccBSW0NZxg/s320/cow2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472316327487754658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GSs1LUBNI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xQjNIgjyNWI/s1600/cow.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S_GSs1LUBNI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xQjNIgjyNWI/s320/cow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472316321118291154" /></a><br />Saturday morning began at 6:30am. I had been volunteered to volunteer for our schools 1st annual 1/2 marathon, 5k and kids runs. Since I suspected my husband volunteered me I drug him along and Caitlyn was excited to go too. Audrie, the youngest did the 5k and was amazing. Then I hear she finished it and did a couple kids runs. I didn't get to see her because my position was the 207th St. Intersection to be a course monitor. The pictures tell the story of a wet day. I hadn't planned on so much rain so I wore shorts. Luckily my gators and waterproof boots were in the car, and a couple rain coats. Well, so much for fashion, but I would have been miserable without them. Caitlyn did not have the appropriate gear and being a teenager she would not put on the rain pants the officer offered her, but she smiled and was happy the whole time. It was a lot of fun and the race seemed like a successful fundraiser for our school. Thanks to all the runners and volunteers. The officer on the motorcycle had worked all night and hadn't been to bed yet. Still smiling though!jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570129598189187154.post-77289326695297356612010-05-15T18:19:00.002-05:002010-05-15T18:25:39.919-05:00In the Dark<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S-8tVe0VcDI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VfHZ8VcZrlQ/s1600/seaturtle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CM96ojoI7SA/S-8tVe0VcDI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VfHZ8VcZrlQ/s320/seaturtle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471641919351517234" /></a><br />My husband went to Louisiana at the beginning of the oil spill to set up a plan to help clean up between our two companies. I was not there and I can only give you the impression that I got from what he told me, but it seems that everyone is being kept in the dark. It seems that no one is really jumping in to try to do anything productive. There was a lot of get on this list and get on that list and we will contact you. There were people ready to go to work, but were not being put to work on it. The reports I hear in the news that reach the mid west do not seem to be so concerned about the environmental impact. Like it really hasn't hurt anything yet. Maybe if there was a huge black oil blob over the beach then people could see the impact. My husband stayed on the beach in a tent the week it started. There is an environmental impact. You may not see it as a large oil slick like the pictures from the Valdez years ago, but this picture was taken two weeks ago at the beginning, just imagine now. I'm just saying...jgoodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13798904035115720392noreply@blogger.com0