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The time Meijer stole an idea from me

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Recently Keith was at Meijer (sadly, his favorite store), and he found this:


Please note, I already have one... and it didn't cost $40. In fact, we found it in a garage. Check it out on my other blog, Under A Gypsy Moon.

I love a great deal!!!

Enter to Win Dial Deep Cleansing Hand Soap: Review & Giveaway

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One of the things I enjoy about blogging is sharing my thoughts.  I know this page doesn't get a lot of traffic or comments, but I still enjoy doing giveaways for my faithful readers.


Dial® soap has recently come out with a new soap, and I was lucky enough to receive two free bottles to try out at home.  I had my choice of two great scents, but went with the Coconut Lime Verbana, because that's always been a favorite of mine. 

The NEW Dial® Deep Cleansing Hand Soap is the latest Dial® Brand hand soap bringing luxury to your hand washing experience.  This premium soap captures the fragrant essence of freshness, with an exhilarating blend of lime, coconut and verbena. With gentle micro scrubbers, it cleans and moisturizes deeply, for hands that feel sparkling clean.

The kids were excited to try them...







Keira loved that it felt like sand in her hand (the gentle micro-scrubbers!), and the boys liked that the soap was green. After drying their hands, Colin asked what that "yu…

When I Grow Up

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When I was a little girl and asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would answer with one of these three occupations: teacher, cheerleader, writer.

The teacher thing didn't work out as I had expected; while I have a Master of Arts in History, I tried teaching college and found it wasn't for me. Instead, I work with students on a different level, and help them transfer to four-year universities to achieve their dreams.

I never was a cheerleader in high school - pom/dance try-outs were the week before cheer and I made the pom squad. I was lucky - even winning a chance to go to London and dance in the New Year's Day parade!

Writer. Well in my head, I am one. I have a blog. I have my notebook at home. I have about 100 notebooks, journals, and tablets of stories and poems in boxes under the bed and in the crawl space:
my first book of haikus in a yellow notebook, told from the viewpoint of a 5th gradermy favorite book of poems filled with teen-aged angst and rebellionmy blac…

Live

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"Today is a new day."


"Keep moving forward."

"Just keep swimming."
Oddly enough, my mantras last week all stem from Disney movies. It was a stressful, emotional, and long week to get through.  Mostly work related, however we had some child vomiting through the night which meant no sleep for me. Also on Saturday, there was news of the passing of a friend I had met around the time Connor was born. Her children are around the same age as mine. She died in her sleep, although some say it was an aneurysm.  We were not especially close, but that doesn't mean I do not mourn her passing. She was my age. Her children are the same age as mine. I cannot even fathom the pain they must feel knowing that mommy is never coming back.

I was looking forward to today as being the start of a new day. My co-worker (and friend) retired on Friday, and I am stepping up to take over her role while we wait for her replacement. Some of her duties will stay mine.  I have some big …