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Morgan Moments: June 2013
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Life with our little ones. Sunday, June 30, 2013. We went back to Myrtle Beach this year. Josh's company sent him out for a few days of training so we tagged along and then stayed for a few days of much needed relaxation as a family. Ansley was thrilled to go back the beach. This is what our mornings looked like. sitting on the foot of our bed, eating breakfast, and watching TV with Angelina Ballerina. And the nice thing about getting out on the beach early, sometimes we were the only ones out there.
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My Two Pence Worth: May 2010
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My Two Pence Worth. Thursday, May 20, 2010. Human perspective on death. I have a special compassion for parents who lost their children or children that lose their parents. I can imagine the incredible grief and sorrow that comes with this kind of loss. Some friends from church lost their 2 year old a couple of years ago and my heart aches for them so incredibly. One of the things that the Dad says is "None of us are promised tomorrow.". Wednesday, May 19, 2010. My thoughts on finding birth parents.
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Keeping Up With the Kilgores: August 2010
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Tuesday, August 31, 2010. King of the Castle. Kevin might hate me for this, but I couldn't resist snapping this picture on Sunday afternoon. I thought it was quite appropriate considering all the pink in his life! This is one of the new blankets off of the girls' beds. The seamstress made them quite a bit bigger than my mom anticipated, so they are actually a great size for an adult to use! And they are so soft! Chloe had been in the chair with Kevin, had gotten up, and left him there with her blanket.
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Expanding Belly: September 2008
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After just a month of marriage, Eric and I have entered the crazy journey of parenthood. Wednesday, September 24, 2008. Well, I'm writing this post on about 8 hours of sleep. Normally, that sounds like the right amount for any healthy adult. But the honest truth is that it is 8 total hours from the last three nights. I CAN'T SLEEP! Here's the deal. I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I could cry at the drop of the hat. When you feel like this, the worst. and let me repeat. An hour at a time. Thank you for giving ...
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My Two Pence Worth: February 2010
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My Two Pence Worth. Saturday, February 20, 2010. The fog has lifted. The Fog has lifted…. There are just a handful of people that know that the past three months have really been hard for me. I have been going through a severe depression even though nothing in my life was wrong. There was no tragedy, no death, no misfortune. Everything in my life was the same.wonderful husband, beautiful children, food on the table, roof over my head. So why so down? Why was I crying for no reason? Philippians 1: 6 Being...
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Keeping Up With the Kilgores: Italian Pork Kabobs
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Saturday, October 15, 2011. Occasionally, as Kevin is looking at something online or in a magazine, he will find a recipe and grab it for us to try. I love that about him. He found this one in a magazine, and it was just as yummy as it looks! In fact, we liked it so much the first time, that we planned this as our beach trip dinner meal. The flavor of the marinade is just perfect. And the vegetables go great with the meat. We'll definately keep this one in our pork repetoire. 2 tbsp red wine vinegar.
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Napper Family: Reflections on the Childlight Conference
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Reflections on the Childlight Conference. 160;Saturday, June 19, 2010 – Charlotte Mason. So I've been home a week from attending the Childlight Charlotte Mason Conference and had some time to process. It took me a week - and I'm still processing. I was also excited to be with two of my best friends and be around other women who share my. Passion for Charlotte Mason. Funny thing - I thought I was passionate. Some of these ladies were official Charlotte Mason groupies! What's a few more? Now I have poured...
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so many loose ends: 11.2005
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So many loose ends. So I said there was a good entry coming soon.I'll try to make this good. I realize a lot of the people that read this don't know me that well (and I don't even know half the people who 'subscribe' to this), so what I talk about may seem out there or whatever, but it really is where I am. I also realize that my mother reads this, so leave a comment saying hello to her. I love you mom. All joking aside, here goes. Who am I to proudly think that I can find it on my own? Let me write a li...
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so many loose ends: hatred is...
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So many loose ends. Hatred is the world's currency". David jackman, from. The message of john's letters. Posted by matt sloan. Labels: 1 john 3. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Atlanta, ga, United States. View my complete profile. Music i'm listening to. Dressed up and in line.copeland. Mending.the new frontiers. Summer and winter.jon foreman. The shepherd's dog.iron and wine. Inside out.larry crabb. The return of the prodigal son.henri nouwen. Justin and christina f. Michael and amber v.
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so many loose ends: 04.2006
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So many loose ends. I have written anew. I was reflecting the other night on being broken and contrite, and maybe the Father's response to this. So while this is written to a 'daughter' it is not so much gender-specific as it is an allegory. You said you never wanted it this way. You feel washed up and jaded. Your heart is worn and broken. Your colors have all faded. It's such a lonely room within a crowd. Your tears, they fall, and never hit the ground. I have waited for this moment. So come back home.