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Butterbean's Blog: Independence

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Wednesday, September 1, 2010. Is not a vocabulary word that I use a lot. In fact, I've done very little on my own over the past 37 years. I've lived in 13 different houses/apartments with a total of 22 people who were either roommates or family members. I lived alone for a mere two years. But it really didn't count because I was approximately three miles away from my parents' house. You get the idea, right? Independence is not my thing. I'm a pack animal. I approach my running the same way. Apparently, s...

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Butterbean's Blog: February 2010

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Tuesday, February 16, 2010. Do you still have yours? You've seen the fear in the eyes of a mom who just realized that Lovey is at home when she desperately. Needs it for her screaming child in the middle of aisle four, right? Annika adores her Lovey. It is soft, pink, fluffy, and very well-loved. Thanks to my wonderful gift-giving friend Anna. For the gift of Lovey when Butterbean arrived! In her sock drawer.]. She's wounded and falling apart, but aren't we all? Thursday, February 4, 2010. I suppose that...

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Butterbean's Blog: June 2010

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Wednesday, June 30, 2010. I attempted to run my first tempo run last night. Admittedly, I had to actually look up the definition when I saw it on my training schedule. I almost collapsed during the last third, but iTunes and the thought of Butterbean saying, "Run to the beat, Mommy! As many of you know, I haven't always been a runner. I half- heartedly. Instructor in 1998, I picked up running as a form of cross training. Then I randomly signed up for a half- marthon. To me, I became pregnant just a few w...

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Butterbean's Blog: Crash Course

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Monday, July 12, 2010. In April 2006, I walked away from this. It's a long story that involved hydroplaning across five lanes of traffic on an interstate and landing untouched in the emergency lane. Only to be hit moments later by a truck driving approximately 60 miles per hour while I was on the phone with my husband. The major point, again, being I walked away. Last Sunday, Pastor Heather. The moment above is a great example of this. That he re-purposed this moment and used it in my life. I knew (and k...

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Butterbean's Blog: August 2010

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010. Tonight while running a three miler, I ran past two older gentlemen shooting the breeze in my neighborhood. As I approached them, I smiled at the easy way they talked and laughed while petting the adorable puppy that one of them was walking. I bowed my head in greeting as I ran past them huffing and puffing. One of them must have been wearing cologne or vintage soap because the smell that overwhelmed me was the scent of my Great Grandaddy Sam. One to truly be admired. The Fres...

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Butterbean's Blog: January 2010

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Wednesday, January 20, 2010. Will I ever earn that letter? Several months ago after completing my first marathon. Sure, I ran in high school. But only because my friend Korie. Signed up for the team and needed a sidekick for comic relief. To earn a letter as a senior. (I'm sorry, but even then I was against participation awards-letters should be earned, just like trophies! And to top it all off, apparently I ran in a pair of my mom's old tennis shoes! In hindsight, it's really kind of humiliating. Runnin...

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Butterbean's Blog: March 2010

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Tuesday, March 23, 2010. This past weekend was the first nice one, and we took full advantage! My gardeners and I bought tulips, irises, dahlias, and marigolds to plant in our favorite space. With our house on the market, we decided not to plant any long term items this year. I'm already fighting the urge to dig up all of my favorites if we get a contract on the house! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). C jane enjoy it. The Fresh Market - A Trip OTP. Please Follow Me to www.RunLikeAMotherBook.com.

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Butterbean's Blog: November 2009

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Sunday, November 29, 2009. Enough said . . . Friday, November 20, 2009. Don't get me wrong . . . In fact, we spent Thursday afternoon with my dear friend Lori and her three precious boys. You couldn't ask for a more thoughtful boy than Knox. He was so patient and kind to Annika. Banks is the best at wearing construction hats and getting down and dirty with some trucks and Lincoln Logs. And that precious, new Gaines is so yummy that I wanted to inhale him. So again, I will say. . . Instead she said,.

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Butterbean's Blog: September 2010

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Wednesday, September 1, 2010. Is not a vocabulary word that I use a lot. In fact, I've done very little on my own over the past 37 years. I've lived in 13 different houses/apartments with a total of 22 people who were either roommates or family members. I lived alone for a mere two years. But it really didn't count because I was approximately three miles away from my parents' house. You get the idea, right? Independence is not my thing. I'm a pack animal. I approach my running the same way. Apparently, s...

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Butterbean's Blog: December 2010

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Friday, December 31, 2010. Mary and Hoyt-young and in love. I was Mary's favorite granddaughter. And before you go replacing "favorite" with "only", just know that it doesn't matter to me. When you visualize the word grandmother, you more than likely picture an old woman with white hair, a low bun, reading glasses, sensible shoes, and matronly clothes. That was not Mimi. Mimi at our wedding. I only knew her as Mimi. Independent, witty, stylish, opinionated, graceful, loving, intelligent, and thoughtful.