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My stats show me that my readership is falling on a daily basis. I guess there's nothing I can do about that. I don't have the time to read blogs and I don't have time to write blogs. I'm always busy this time of year but this year it's even worse than other times. The tutoring, homeschool, volley ball and music classes are keeping me too busy to think!This time of year the musical concerts are

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Thanksgiving has come and gone. In our hearts and minds the memories linger. We had a wonderful time right down to the busy preparation before. Tink made the filling for the blueberry and the pumpkin pies. I have no idea what I would have done without her this year! She worked along side me in the kitchen for 5 hours without one complaint. She not only made the pie fillings she made cornbread for

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I must get through today! I must! Then I can concentrate on the house and the food and friends and on Thanksgiving Day. I've been going through my two store rooms and taking stuff to Goodwill. I absolutely need more space in there and there is no reason to keep some of that stuff for "what if". I'd like to have things all cleaned out so it's easier to put all the Christmas decorations away after

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Back from Thanksgiving in Seattle. Now its time to get ready for another couple days of school. They will be easy days because the charter school is closed so that wipes out all of the extra curricular classes for the week. I'm only schooling for the first two days this week then I'm off for the Thanksgiving holiday. I also only have one other student coming those two days, so really it should be

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Peters history class put on a play and an Indian feast for Thanksgiving Day. Here is my little Indian in the door of his tee pee. Here is the little Indian with his Pilgrim mother. Sorry about the blur on this one. Somebody else took it and they probably were not used to little Indian boys who don't know how to smile!And this is the feast prepared for that first Thanksgiving Day. Ignore the pizza

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EDIT: This blog is not working In IE. If you are having problems with it loading could you please let me know! Thanks.I'm just going to make this short and sweet. I could elaborate but I don't have the time. So let me just get to the point. If you have teenagers that are going astray and rebelling at everything don't start dealing with it at the external level. Their hearts need changed!You hear

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Why is Peter up at 6 am? He is sitting here playing Christmas music, drinking hot chocolate and begging me to get the fire going. I am usually up alone at this time and having my quiet time. I told him he had to wait patiently until I was done. So he cuddled up beside me and laid his head on my shoulder and waited. When I got done praying he looks at me and says, "What is there to pray about so

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I went out with friends after church last night and got home at midnight. That means 5 hours of sleep for me! I can make it on 7 but I prefer 9. Seriously. I operate the best when I go to bed at nine and get up at 6:00. Oh, oh, we are losing our lights in a wind storm. I wonder if I should shut this thing down. It's browning and that's extremely hard on a computer! Well I'll keep going and if it

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The kids are all out at the horse barn muckin' out stalls for Edward! Do you know how often this happens that just Mr darling and I are left here at home? Can you say never? So are we taking advantage of this time? Well if you consider the fact that he is working on installing and wiring an electrical outlet in his garage and the fact that I am in the midst of folding 4 loads of laundry...if you

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I will thank the Lord for this day. All day I will praise Him. So what does this day look like? Well, weather wise it's rainy. Schedule wise it's hectic as is every Thursday...hmmm, every day really!Here goes my day:5:45 Dreamed that my kids were taken away from me! Awoke with the horror of it! Got up.(thank God it was just dream)6:00 Had my quiet time (Much to thank God for)6:30 computer time (

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I absolutely love fall! Unfortunately I haven't been able to enjoy it like I would like. I think our lovely sunny days are over. November marks the beginning of our rainy season and rain it has. Dare I tell you again that I still haven't ripped all the garden out? There is no school tomorrow because of Veterans Day so hopefully it will be nice enough that I can finish up outside.I do plan to have

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I finished my quiet time and went to the kitchen for more coffee. There through the eastern window I caught the most beautiful sunrise! We have had clouds and pouring rain for days. I forgot what a sunrise looked like! It was sort reddish though and you know the old sailor tale, "Red in the morning, sailors take warning!" I do think it's suppose to rain today but at least we had the sunrise to

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The wind is whistling through the garden scattering the last of the wild flower seeds and rising upward to stir the limbs of the fir trees keeping vigil by the trellis gate. The studio is warm and cozy even though the big bay window makes it feel like I am sitting in the cold wind blown garden. I am surrounded by a cheery white room with yellow floral couches and rows and rows of books on famous

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Okay, so I know this thing needs a post put up. After all, how long can one stare at pics without finding out whats really going on here at the Darlings.Well things are busy as usual. I leave Friday morning for a ladies conference so now the big challenge is to find sitters for both of my kids since Mr Darling just got informed that he has to work this weekend. I'm also in the middle of some

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I'm finally getting pics up of our brunch cruise this weekend. It was a much needed break in the middle of the busyness! I don't know why Tink cant just stand for a pic! Here she is driving the boat and talking all the while! Whose daughter is she anyway? Peter not only got to steer the boat, the captain had him turn it around upriver which meant that Peter got to control all the rudders too. He

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Here are the kids in their Halloween finery. We all went over to Edward and Wendy's for dinner and then went through their neighborhood trick or treating. Here are my little hooligans dressed for the occasion. Tink wore her ladybug costume from last year. Peter was "a swat team guy". That's Tink, Wendy, Peter, and Jane is the one in the stroller. She was exhausted by this time!Here's Peter in his

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Life continues in a haze of falling leaves, cold mornings, sunny afternoons interspersed by rain showers and lots of school stuff. So you came here to find out what's new here at the Dishpan. Well I'll give you a quick rundown of what's been happening the last few days.We made a quick run to the airport Sunday to see Mr Darlings sister who was laid over for a few hours on her way home to Phoenix.

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With the coming of cold weather our meals are changing. The fresh food from the garden is gone except for the winter squash and the green peppers. We still haven't dug the carrots but they will wait. We haven't got a frost yet so we're okay. Now we are using from my canned and frozen goods and it just amazes me when I see all the empty spots in the freezer and on the shelves already. I know I

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Peter was suppose to fill out a paper on the five senses. After putting a list of words under the right sense that you would use for that word he was then asked to list his own favorite things to smell, taste, and see, etc. Here is what my dear son wrote: taste-chicken, see- my mom, smell-my mom, she smells like flowers, hear- my moms voice, feel - my mom's cheeks.Now isn't that the sweetest

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I dont understand how people could have been so blinded by this man! Watch this video. This signing is suppose to happen in 50 days. Are we getting what we deserve?

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The fall rains are here. The garden lies wet and soggy waiting for it's gardener to put it to bed for winter. It so happens that the gardener is a bit too busy to do that right now. I really need to get out there. I have ripped out most of the beans and broccoli but much of the garden remains intact.The charter school where my kids attend needs pumpkins for their fall festival. I have pumpkins

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"Jane, let me tell you this story. There were about a million people. One boy brought five loaves of bread. That's about as much bread as the size of this chair. Then he brought two fish and that would be about the size of this chair. The people were hungry. The boy gave it to God. God split it into pieces and split about a thousand people into groups of 50 and then he gave everybody food and

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I'm going to jump out on a limb here and say that our church and school is experiencing a pandemic of the swine flu. My kids are all well but they live a semi quarantined life. I'm bringing my granddaughter here to study today until the school makes a decision on whether they are going to stay open or not. The big question on my mind is whether to vaccinate or not...that is if the vaccine ever

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My husbands at a class tonight and I am here with the kids. It's a rather chilly night. The sky is overcast. It has rained off and on all day. I'm tired. Tomorrow I go to Seattle for the weekend. Tonight..this cold and windy night..tonight is mine. The phone rings and it is a girlfriend asking me if I could round up our group of friends and have everybody to my house for a couple of hours. See,

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I think I might just have discovered the real reason grown women have trouble with keeping their home cleaned! Yep, if you are one of these women you may already know why you cant keep things clean and organized. You may already know why you're house is a disaster. But if you have no idea how to clean your house then I may have just discovered the answer to your problem.The answer was found while

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