tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78450772709155647732024-03-06T00:56:45.302-08:00Casa De KaganThe trials and tribulations of our very happy little family, here at Casa De Kagan.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.comBlogger402125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-81808635621466621702010-06-28T22:47:00.000-07:002010-06-28T22:54:04.053-07:00The philosophy of BREAD.I need an apron.<br /><br />I have an intense desire these days to shield my family from the nasty chemicals and processing that has become commonplace in our food chain. It bothers me that nutrients are stripped out, shortcuts are taken, and our food has become less wholesome.<br /><br />I took up bread baking sometime last year, making piroshky ( little meat buns ), potato bread, cheddar bread, and a variety of other bready items. I made a challah ( a slightly overcooked success! ), cinnamon rolls ( the first was meh, the second set was decadent ), and today I made monkey bread.<br /><br />There is a magic that comes from working flour, water, yeast, salt and sugar together ad coming out with BREAD. I get a kick out of putting on my apron, dusting my countertop with flour, and kneading away. I love peeking into the oven for the " spring " of the loaf - the first five minutes when the yeast become excited ( and then bake to death ).<br /><br />But most of all, I enjoy watching my children munch down toast made from real ingredients. No fillers. No chemicals. No shortcuts, nothing extra, no " fortification ".I would love to be able to recreate the whole wheat wonder bread we are addicted to ( I'm sorry. I don't know why. But we are! ). I've already made burger buns, french bread, garlic bread, dill bread. We are dabbling in homemade pizza. Muffins, cornbread, cookies, cakes ( these all count as bread, right? )Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-19313269569315566722010-06-20T14:22:00.000-07:002010-06-20T14:48:34.094-07:00A little bit of... coffee!No one will be surprised to see a whole post dedicated to <em>coffee.</em> After all, I am the poster child for coffee drinking mamas. I tote around a hot cup ( or two, and sometimes even THREE ) in the morning.<br /><br />I grew up liking coffee ice cream but found that coffee *smelled* much better than it tasted. My first sip of coffee was a bit of a shock. UGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!<br /><br />( This is the part that surprises everyone. I hated coffee. I hated it with a strange sort of passion. )<br /><br />My first really GOOD coffee experience was at Dunkin Donuts, in June of 2003. I stopped at a Dunkin Donuts and got a coupon for a free Coffee Coolatta. It was... slightly better than mediocre. It was vaguely like coffe ice cream blended up with grainy ice. It was sickeningly sweet. But it was COLD, which was what my very new to Florida self needed. Soon after, I discovered STARBUCKS! And really, Starbucks Frappichino was MUCH better than a Coolatta. Just Sayin.<br /><br />But in June of 2004, I recieved a coupon in the paper that was for a FREE Iced Latte at Dunkin Donuts. I drank my first one in about twelve seconds. It was really, REALLY sweet ( much sweeter than I would have liked ) but it was absolutely delicious. I had a newborn son who wasn't sleeping much, the caffienation was great, and it was tasty.... And I was hooked. Especially once the lady at Dunkin Donuts asked me " Do you want sugar? " and I learned that it could be made sans the quarter cup of sugar in the bottom.<br /><br />I often told people " I don't like hot coffee. " On the few rare occasions that I made hot coffee, I didn't even drink it. I did, however, have TWO Extra Large Iced Mocha Swirl Lattes a day. At $4.90 each, you can imagine the kind of love that was required.<br /><br />When I moved to Canada, I went back to my Starbucks Frappicino. The " Iced Capp" so lovingly made at Timmies was *just*nasty*. What is in it, I have no idea. I think it is coffee flavoured syrup, not actually coffee. And when it was -30* here, I don't really want an icy cold drink. I started making my own coffee at home, and it was pretty good. I stopped adding sugar and started adding chocolate syrup. Mmmmmmmmmmmm. I went from one cup a day to two cups a day when Mila was crying all the time. Then I went up to half a pot. Or a whole pot, depending on the night.<br /><br />I've gotten used to Tim Horton's coffee. I've developed a love-hate with Frappicino's from Starbucks ( Oh, how I loathe paying $5 for a coffee! Even if it is reaaaaaaaaaaally good coffee. )<br /><br />These days, you'll often find me with my coffee cup in hand. As the temperatures climb, I begin wishing for those frozen drinks. I am too cheap now to pay $5 for a coffee too often. And at 400 calories and full of HFCS, I don't really want to drink it. I am on the quest to make the perfect iced coffee drink at home.<br /><br />My attempt at a Java Chip Frappichino was <strong><em>awful. Gross. BLECH.</em></strong> I'm surprised the kids liked it,because it was THAT bad. I made mocha iced coffee today and it was... still pretty gross, but drinkable. Through a straw. As fast as possibleSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-89860191749057986242010-06-17T11:19:00.000-07:002010-06-17T12:09:48.726-07:00Why wearing a skirt is life changing...Tomorrow will mark the end of my self imposed " Skirt Week".<br /><br />It has been life changing, and in a good way. I don't really quite understand it, but wearing pants has really lowered my self esteem. Even NICE pants. Isn't that strange? There are curves to this post baby body that I do not appreciate the world seeing, pieces of me that are battle scars from bearing three children into this world. It irks me to worry about the shape of my body, and I feel that pants accentuate that in the possible way. Then there is the issue of *DESIGN*. Ill fitting pants are as forgiving as a concrete wall. If your body shape doesn't match the shape of the jeans exactly, fabric will bag, bunch, and otherwise look ICK. I can't wear low rise jeans - which is practically all that is available at the moment. Current fashion dictates ultra low rise skinny legged jeans right now. I might as well well stuff myself into a sausage casing.<br /><br />But skirts... there is something inherently womanly about skirts. They are forgiving of curves, lumps, and bumps. They show a womanly silhouette but not every single detail of your nether regions.<br /><br />My personal favorite is long swishy tiered skirts. They are delicate, flowy feminine. A long skirt provides a haven for an overstimulated baby, a hand grip for a wobbly tot, and a ready basket for collecting wild flowers. A shorter skirt ( knee length, for me ) shows enough figure for my husband to be pleased, and for me to feel lovely.<br /><br />The happiness I feel in a skirt overflows into my parenting, and my " wifely " duties. Wearing a skirt ( and feeling good about myself ) has provided a gentle boost in ways I didn't think it would.<br /><br />And I like it.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-547171301171329142010-06-15T09:12:00.001-07:002010-06-15T09:25:34.331-07:00The new resolve...Things have been ( mostly ) well.<br /><br />I am reactivating the blog to write about a new direction that I've decided to take my family. I am ( temporarily ) signing off of Facebook, and most of my online " forums". I am minimizing the amount of processed food we eat. I have re-dedicated myself to being the more gentle, natural based parent that I strive to be.<br /><br />I am working on feminity, not falling into the jeans and sloppy tshirt that I've been prone to lately. I do not feel good about wearing crappy, ill fitting clothes. I do not feel good about wearing a 2xl tshirt that I yoinked from my husband's drawer. I've commited to wearing a skirt every day for 1 week ( today is day 5, but I'll update on that later ).<br /><br />I baked cinnamon rolls from scratch, cornbread from scratch, and tonights dinner will be using a prepackaged sauce, but I might make the bread myself.<br /><br />This is the new me... and I'm loving it.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-22768817655996845842009-12-06T13:42:00.000-08:002009-12-06T14:16:12.333-08:00Party Hardy, my friends. And eat lots.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412248000156247090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7qWhF-wK4qgj7rQPhckB4Btbf3lYB-iYQ0-QcwntBOu-Els7DF_EIt-Z73lNdp4jfFYPK34hBbX71KoEX-gdfubtXq5o4jh56IWYv_Me5-Q_PBFMse07VKtCH-8gCkf9p9yF0GOOW1Dc/s320/DSC_0304.JPG" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iyUmiAd0AF8VOaXB7L4FNwogFiupDCL9Z3QBiUhCUrgUqwzUy7RMhfVfa_olNzhu-wCaQLmnZGdgILtpVdtzTSw3PXe-2PPokCfg9QIOEaZbpS08hrCLAc0kL8ndwERkzU5gplZ78oI/s1600-h/DSC_0297.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412247991934257058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iyUmiAd0AF8VOaXB7L4FNwogFiupDCL9Z3QBiUhCUrgUqwzUy7RMhfVfa_olNzhu-wCaQLmnZGdgILtpVdtzTSw3PXe-2PPokCfg9QIOEaZbpS08hrCLAc0kL8ndwERkzU5gplZ78oI/s320/DSC_0297.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4WbQ_9bsc9wvHGuepeA4_lsfrn9Ll4-RUY-HjDH4dOOPNYqGtdh8WXw37SnRCvw1e4kYKVejZGtkMtPYJ9EEFnm6gbqfpfv6jhQnUTkJ9Q9z7pR12nKgThds1aPF_ByYCSh1_zPrdrI/s1600-h/DSC_0286.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412247987945158466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4WbQ_9bsc9wvHGuepeA4_lsfrn9Ll4-RUY-HjDH4dOOPNYqGtdh8WXw37SnRCvw1e4kYKVejZGtkMtPYJ9EEFnm6gbqfpfv6jhQnUTkJ9Q9z7pR12nKgThds1aPF_ByYCSh1_zPrdrI/s320/DSC_0286.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>We got over a foot of nastiness dumped on us over the last few days. Gross. I couldn't make it out of my parking stall for the damned wind drifted snow, and the roads were about as big of a mess as I've ever seen them. And its not like we had reason to stay home, with everyone semi healthy to mostly healthy.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>( Semi to mostly is all I ask for these days, LOL )</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>I baked a loaf of onion dill bread. oh... onion dill bread, how I love thee. The base was ( again ) Arie's sour cream potato bread. MMMMMM. Actually, it was horrible and i refuse to admit that I ate nearly half the loaf slathered in butter, straight from the oven.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Then I baked these <a href="http://southernfood.about.com/od/browniesbars/r/r90510h.htm">graham</a> blondies. Delicious! Folks, you must make these! oooey... Gooey. YUMMY. And mine. No, I didn't share with the children. I did share with Shannon, my " wife ". She's got two kids - one Mila's age, and one Shayla's age. It makes for lovely playdates!</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Shannon's daughter had a party for her birthday yesterday and I braved the snowstorm to go out. WTF was I thinking? First Alex had to 4x4 the car out of the parking spot. ( Gee, that was lovely. The smirk on my husband's face as he EASILY got the car out of the snowdrift from hell that used to be our parking spot.... I won't share blondies with him. Ever. ) Her hubby took some pictures of the kidlets.. .and so, I share them with you.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-62869600299056322552009-12-03T14:31:00.000-08:002009-12-03T14:43:28.587-08:00In the oven...Out of the pan and into the fire. We're all sick. Again. Still.<br /><br />I have some sort of viral walking pnuemonia complete with coughing fits. As the doctor put it : the more I cough, the more inflamed my airways become. The more inflamed my airways become, the more I will cough. He prescribed codeine.<br /><br />( The side effect of which, I'm told, is that the baby will be sleepy. YAY sleepy baby PLEASE be kind to sick Mommy. )<br /><br />I've been experimenting, and DAMN have there been good results :<br /><br />Cheddar Salsa Bread ( from potato bread base ) <span style="color:#ff0000;">9 / 10</span> - if I had simply let it cook a big longer and cool QUITE a bit longer, I think it might have earned a 10. Alex ate it plain. So did most of my friends.<br /><br />Beef piroshki ( Arie's recipe ) <span style="color:#ff0000;">9 / 10</span> - Again, i must let things bake longer.<br /><br />Chicken Piroshki <span style="color:#cc33cc;">10 / 10</span> They were horrible, and i refused to share them with anyone in case they were posioned. ( read : I ate every single last one )<br /><br />"Best Recipe " Chocolate Chip Cookies <span style="color:#ff0000;">6/10</span> Too much brown sugar. Too sweet.<br /><br />" Tollhouse " CC cookies <span style="color:#ff0000;">8/10</span> Needed more salt, and maybe a minute LESS in oven. Ooops.<br /><br />Peanut Butter Cookies <span style="color:#ff0000;">5/10</span> Not peanutty enough. Not chewy, had an odd cakey flavour.<br /><br />Challah <span style="color:#ff0000;">8/10</span> Texture was spot on. Flavour was spot on. Until i burnt it... Oops!<br /><br />Potato Onion Loaves <span style="color:#ff0000;">9/10</span> Might mash the filling next time. Tasted fab, but fell out of the bun when I was eating it.<br /><br />Carrot Cake Muffins with Whipped Cream Cheese Icing <span style="color:#ff0000;">9/10</span>... the only downfall? I shoulda chopped the carrots smaller!<br /><br />I also made Oatmeal muffins, not from scratch.... and they were damned good. But next time, I will make them from scratch!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-73035659454079617162009-11-24T14:14:00.000-08:002009-11-24T14:17:43.503-08:00Today...I feel accomplished!<br /><br />I baked a batch of cheese & pepper bread ( oh so delicious! ), and carrot cake muffins yesterday. Hubster actually called to tell me they ROCKED. Thank god, since I was a bit worried. I do not enjoy carrot cake, and I despise cream cheese icing. Everyone loved them... I shared a few among two good friends ;-) one called to tell me she might have had a foodgasm. YAY foodgasm!<br /><br />Today, I baked a batch of bbq chicken buns, and mini loaves stuffed with potato and onion. I'm very excited to see how they turn out! I forgot to brush them with butter ( oops! ) and so must wait until they are well and golden brown before removing them from the oven.<br /><br />The kids are happy. Mila and Robby are upstairs playing in the playroom, and Shayla is attempting to eat puffed rice from the tray of her highchair. The dog is sleeping, and my house smells divine and I am WEARING AN APRON.<br /><br />Life is good.<br /><br />( I will feed you in return for doing dishes. )Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-53661082520783267132009-11-21T19:24:00.000-08:002009-11-21T19:42:12.720-08:00Food Evolution<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjue65F1r14RPddjhl7xOzMLbQRkJRsw1CdvRy52kxh5TC3YIuNHCCCIkbZlTV2aekoFBZcRIT-880OeyKnbrJi0eZFurPMNRtsyRAvOqIYjXUtRW2_HaCTfdUqPVDH85mLx7-YuSVqrJM/s1600/044.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406764489402850850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjue65F1r14RPddjhl7xOzMLbQRkJRsw1CdvRy52kxh5TC3YIuNHCCCIkbZlTV2aekoFBZcRIT-880OeyKnbrJi0eZFurPMNRtsyRAvOqIYjXUtRW2_HaCTfdUqPVDH85mLx7-YuSVqrJM/s320/044.JPG" /></a> My kitchen is a mess, but my heart is organized. I've started eating more at home, and less out on the road. I'm cooking from scratch, not just boxes and cans. The freezer holds more leftovers than it does heat n eat meals.<br /><br />Today, I baked bread. <em>From Scratch.</em> No bread machine, no stand mixer, heck, I don't even own a single wooden spoon. I measured. I mixed. I kneaded and punched and folded and voila! I had bread dough! I felt accomplished, satisfied, and oddly at peace with the fact that yes... I'm becoming a domestic goddess. So domestic I could <em>moo.</em><br /><br />Menu planning is a big step in cooking at home. If I don't know what I need to make a meal, I don't have any ideas. Nothing gets defrosted, nothing gets cooked. The kids eat chicken nuggets and the adults eat... soup. Or mac n cheese. Or plain ol' cold cereal.<br /><br />That isn't how I want this family fed. I want whole grains. I want real ingredients, I want home cooked food, I want the apartment to smell like love is in the air ( for you know that the way to a heart is through ones stomach - from child to adult, food speaks ). <br /><br />Today was a big step with baking piroshki - it was an all day affair, with mixing and cooking and simmering, oh my! I photo'd the whole process but I'm not sure what to do with them... No one really needs to see my cooking adventures ( despite the uber tastiness that occurred - even MILA ate two piroshki! ). Both the bread recipe and the filling are my dear friend Arie's recipe. She simply decided she was making piroshki and she did, even though she'd only had them once in her whole life. I strive for that! The fact that ( omg ) I BAKED BREAD from SCRATCH ( <em>moooo </em>) was a major breakthrough. I made three babies. I made cloth diapers. I baked <strong><em>bread</em></strong> from flour, water, salt, etc.<br /><br />My friends are such an inspiration here - many of them have food intolerances and allergies so severe that eating out is *not* an option. Ever. It is home cooked or hungry. And I assume that their houses still get clean, their children are clothed and bathed, and their husbands go to work with a smile on their face. They don't complain about food ruts, children who won't touch vegetables, and the never ending battle against dishes. They wear aprons. They bake foreign foods and ancient grains and all sorts of delicious concoctions. It amazes me that anyone has the energy, and most of these ladies have more than three children!<br /><br />So it is my goal to cook more for my family. Wholesome, real food - not food from a can.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHmRRAhFihgsvnyJj_4cEMHhcCNAqPzOOZObAveKKBcajdgm5XbQvlyovQUUDnTco-ba2iXanpfnlDANXvob2ATfFzpNbVq4-PGTIzLa-_YbM5gWpackwL49vy13Ow529o-Qvbed2JzxY/s1600/068.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406764168787375250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHmRRAhFihgsvnyJj_4cEMHhcCNAqPzOOZObAveKKBcajdgm5XbQvlyovQUUDnTco-ba2iXanpfnlDANXvob2ATfFzpNbVq4-PGTIzLa-_YbM5gWpackwL49vy13Ow529o-Qvbed2JzxY/s320/068.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-17895756296116223412009-10-15T18:55:00.000-07:002009-10-15T19:09:49.815-07:00Salami and Peanut ButterAt 2 oclock on Monday, I was battling the every day, super busy, why won't the kids just give me a break cause I have a stomach ache and headache blues when an epiphany hit me :<br /><br /><em>All I'd had to eat all day was a slice of salami and a handful of peanut butter M&M's.</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em><strong>Take what works for you, and leave the rest</strong></em> is something I've often heard at my parenting group. But doing that is hard. Do I strive to be the best *I* can be? Or do I simply strive to be better than everyone else for the sake of being better?<br /><br />I adore cloth diapering. I find babywearing a necessity. Breastfeeding and cosleeping are biological imperatives - my babies deserve nothing less. H1N1 scares me, but less than the idea of injecting my child with an untested vaccine. I don't buy organic and I love to drive. I yell - and ocassionaly spank - my children, but I also respect them and try to understand them.<br /><br />I'm an advocate for women's rights, but I clean the house to please my hubby. I sew. I crochet ( poorly ). And I take my SUV through the timmies drive through on a much too regular basis.<br /><br />And I blog. Sporadically.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-21373122819060826082009-10-01T09:15:00.000-07:002009-10-01T09:20:40.022-07:00A Return From the Dark sidE!It has been so long. I apologize!<br />I'm watching my sewing stuff take off on a local level. Here are just a few pictures of the " stuff " I've been making!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8RoiKGjyOlla-clep-bYeDrvYK3Ee7gQM4pLHAHrZd0TUrjc4BUAE2pFcZAjsQU2G67WFsv0avkI8cAeg5b0u7pE7Usqwp5GCCVH4CNKuig2q8ECPWxC6wCwCpGcVJfpxSqjZVNekHE/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387666818201558194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8RoiKGjyOlla-clep-bYeDrvYK3Ee7gQM4pLHAHrZd0TUrjc4BUAE2pFcZAjsQU2G67WFsv0avkI8cAeg5b0u7pE7Usqwp5GCCVH4CNKuig2q8ECPWxC6wCwCpGcVJfpxSqjZVNekHE/s320/001.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR2AwQBdARZSXwKrE8bCKUHS8_aXZDRL7J-MF9Q5EG2JVuQR31dGYOWeFBHkHDqg6oxPHsmoozZZVfJhGc4G7fNa44-lnwphyphenhyphenpmI_7-zKZa5Sb8J7pKAZ60BfBY41BRpsM8ucfHpSQ2_s/s1600-h/010.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmASqtAh9oggN9QaM3DxFTsTLyalgEhVFr2lCtC2px1v5VQLy5G-uDUQcSq4gomi8BxRBENwssZ2rdm8OJ9gamxKEyKYFo2CgbImlbIXn-QBP36lq_UjpN3JPwUB3qSQxcWkPiHsZ2egQ/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387666799748385266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmASqtAh9oggN9QaM3DxFTsTLyalgEhVFr2lCtC2px1v5VQLy5G-uDUQcSq4gomi8BxRBENwssZ2rdm8OJ9gamxKEyKYFo2CgbImlbIXn-QBP36lq_UjpN3JPwUB3qSQxcWkPiHsZ2egQ/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuY4IvvdrqWxxdKZxnN8G7MgxQmsdYPASvyce9T8l1C8HWFlpBAEqY73yW5RN3WFjF6VLCG68paTqdxzUqGvZhpGQZDJevQ_vdOugEB9P4vG3AXz027UB7DxJazTdZ3rA41r3hEZXIucY/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387666791005580098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuY4IvvdrqWxxdKZxnN8G7MgxQmsdYPASvyce9T8l1C8HWFlpBAEqY73yW5RN3WFjF6VLCG68paTqdxzUqGvZhpGQZDJevQ_vdOugEB9P4vG3AXz027UB7DxJazTdZ3rA41r3hEZXIucY/s320/022.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4Rb7JmrqFcHup46I8jyGuKRIfc1Tdw4AIFFQSNosQnDD6p7wN2Aw-s9M53MdYkCNOBFeiCasZnwYPGzmd4Jz5xzH0J0V4t4zzYDyhL4MDeAapKwfrqeqjDN9HzWRY6y1UjOLrSp5vPU/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387666781402690034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4Rb7JmrqFcHup46I8jyGuKRIfc1Tdw4AIFFQSNosQnDD6p7wN2Aw-s9M53MdYkCNOBFeiCasZnwYPGzmd4Jz5xzH0J0V4t4zzYDyhL4MDeAapKwfrqeqjDN9HzWRY6y1UjOLrSp5vPU/s320/007.JPG" /></a><br /><div> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-48174395789948087192009-08-21T14:50:00.001-07:002009-08-21T14:50:06.552-07:00IMG00337.jpg<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhimEmJkUlnbP_VazaEmihENdfY0KfgI_yojom58CxH_pBv18oRHbcIZ3CbLYOBmM3XiTPAxqFRmL__pg7C_3fzwnewO63DXw376pVG9Pn01I0gFSA0rgLWMubRPbwDALss22AxXUpq7f8/s1600-h/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzMzcuanBn%3F=-706554"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhimEmJkUlnbP_VazaEmihENdfY0KfgI_yojom58CxH_pBv18oRHbcIZ3CbLYOBmM3XiTPAxqFRmL__pg7C_3fzwnewO63DXw376pVG9Pn01I0gFSA0rgLWMubRPbwDALss22AxXUpq7f8/s320/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzMzcuanBn%3F=-706554" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372537680535219730" /></a></p>Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.<br>Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-56266992694591064482009-08-14T22:19:00.000-07:002009-08-14T22:20:28.395-07:00Two full weeks!I have not bought fabric for a whopping 2 weeks.<br /><br />I even WENT TO THE FABRIC STORE.<br /><br />I'm halfway there.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-3332911341855171562009-08-10T11:34:00.000-07:002009-08-10T11:41:03.131-07:00Seriously?<span style="font-size:180%;">I WANT FABRIC!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br />Seriously, you'd think I'd be getting over the desire, no, the NEED to go out and buy more fabric. HAHAHAHAH.<br /><br />I know a girl who'd love a quilt made from <a href="http://www.kidsfabrics.com/index.php?main_page=popup_image&pID=3575">THIS.</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.fabric.com/apparel-fashion-fabric-corduroy-fabric-michael-miller-mod-cords-michael-miller-corduroy-carnival-bloom-multi.aspx">THIS</a> Michael Miller fabric is something I'm becoming more and more attached too. It might be my first no buy end purchase!<br /><br />In other news -<br /><br />I am selling GTUBE PADS for special needs kiddos. Please contact me if you need any - I am selling them AT COST + SHIPPING - I don't make anything extra on these when you count in gas to the fabric store, fabric cost, and gas to the post office. And if you can't pay at all, we'll work something out.<br /><br />I finished up a UFO pair of pants yesterday that Mila wore the whole day. I was really proud of Hubster in remembering who they were originally for - right up until he rolled his eyes and said he read the blog. ( DUH moment! )<br /><br />Shay's amazing. I love her. I'd love her if she wasn't amazing, but she is.<br /><br />Coffe is a necessity of life. Get over it or get out of my way when I'm heading for the coffee pot. Someone once told me that coffee is the fuel of motherhood. So true. SO VERY TRUE.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-38602211612462054912009-08-09T12:30:00.000-07:002009-08-09T12:35:51.560-07:00Day #9The dishes isn't going so well.. but I'm trying. It's <strong><em>better</em></strong> but it isn't perfect.<br /><div></div><br /><div>The fabric no buy? UNREAL. I've never *wanted* so much fabric in my life! What is WRONG with me? I have tons and tons and tons of fabric.<br /></div><div>But its not enough.<br /></div><div>Would it ever be enough?<br /></div><div>My name is Sarah and I am a fabric whore.<br /></div><div>One of the things I did while cleaning out my sewing area was find a box of UFO's. A quilt that needs finishing. ( Flannel and batting/fleece, then " quilting " it ). A pair of pants that I made for my friend's 2 year old. That two year old is now 4 and her mother and I haven't spoken in months. A dress I made for Mila when she was 6 months old. ( Though, honestly, it might fit now. ) Pants for Mila. Pants for Robby. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Here is UFO #1 now FO :<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368049724186397474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-a_RPI1TSLaVTQZ-8Tz0Lyvh8zpgcceEV6nej9G-CrvwYKtpkFmNI8za5ZZxJmMEudy-_lCpLEu0tE6n9CxQ0QL6Vnu3s1z0NO73aCUu2gbczZ3XW8fL0n3X0CgLHgu-cuQpt0mEBgUU/s400/001.JPG" /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-34476053646085694282009-08-02T07:44:00.000-07:002009-08-02T08:19:08.343-07:00Day Two!It was nice to come down to a clean house this morning. Tonight, I think I'm going to try to remember to set the coffee pot up ahead of time. I'm really proud of myself that I managed to actually do the dishes despite the exhaustion ( read : Mila got up super early, shayla got up super early, we spent a good portion of the day at Arie's house and we were all just.that.tired ). The fabric thing is #1 on my mind. I need to sew up what I've got but there are things that I'm just DYING to buy.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.fabric.com/ProductDetail.aspx?ProductID=43e0022a-efde-4885-8e56-5d676d676f66">this</a> calls my name for a raggy quilt - they don't even SHIP to Canada, I'm on a no buy, and I'd need enough of it to make it not worth the shipping but i WANT IT.<br /><br />I've got flannel enough to make a few raggy quilts to list up in my shop, though, and I really feel drawn to try to make soemthing out of the hoards of fabric stored all over the house. Here are some projects that I'm going to be working on this week :<br /><br />I find <a href="http://blog.craftzine.com/archive/2007/12/fabric_coffee_cozy_tutorial.html">these</a> are really popular and thoughtful mini gifts.<br /><br />I'd like to make some <a href="http://stitchinmysideregan.blogspot.com/2008/04/pot-holder-tutorial.html">potholders</a> for gifts for the holidays this year.<br /><br /><a href="http://prettylittlethings.typepad.com/lori_marie/2007/08/doggie-or-kitty.html">This</a> is an intriguing tutorial that might be helpful - DeeDee's favorite spot under the table next to the desk has a giant piece of fake pink sheepskin that is sadly disgusting at this point. Unfortunetly for Deedee, its not washable. I think a real " pet bed " is deserved at this point. I think that I'd use snaps though, for the polyfil opening so that I could unstuff it as necessary.<br /><br />Did I mention my brother and his wife are expecting a <span style="color:#cc33cc;">GIRL? </span><span style="color:#000000;">I think they are doing purple and sage as colors, which just totally tickles my fancy. I'm not sure what I've got " in stock " for them right now, so the baby sewing will need to commence next month. I have a cute little idea for them but shhhhhh! I'm thinking of doing something similar to <a href="http://wendolonia.com/blog/2009/03/28/taggie-monster/">this</a> fabulous thing!</span><br /><br />Also on my sewing list ( and some things I might be able to do )<br /><br />Copy this diaper pattern, which is fast becoming my favorite <a href="http://www.happyheinys.com/">diaper</a> - but I've never make a pocket diaper before!<br /><br />Make something like <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24071806">EC</a> diapers. I'm pretty sure I could sell these, too.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.tadpolesandbutterflies.ca">THIS</a> local store is selling a product I make already!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-90094586323757588892009-08-01T21:20:00.000-07:002009-08-01T21:21:04.087-07:00Day One DownI bought no fabric today, and I am about to go and do the dishes before I head to bed. I am damned proud of myself.<br /><br />And this is only day 1!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-7769791789255299062009-08-01T11:57:00.000-07:002009-08-01T12:01:29.857-07:00Quilt #2<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiePgYrv7sXn7KL-xDO_pOp5hZIae61-t5MpM0D0zgUruqj27eNTfO9mISbQOKTIz3HOixF9atQzo0Os7BOCFST5FLnJLwYmcQJNsI8zOMeHZ_6OYdvr5hpevFiP_mMMDPVxoHjXpL0G7Y/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365071705800987458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiePgYrv7sXn7KL-xDO_pOp5hZIae61-t5MpM0D0zgUruqj27eNTfO9mISbQOKTIz3HOixF9atQzo0Os7BOCFST5FLnJLwYmcQJNsI8zOMeHZ_6OYdvr5hpevFiP_mMMDPVxoHjXpL0G7Y/s400/002.JPG" /></a> Currently for sale at <a href="http://www.colordynamic.etsy.com/">www.colordynamic.etsy.com</a> .... Mention the blog and recieve at 10% discount!<br /><div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-54542194621393218172009-08-01T11:54:00.000-07:002009-08-01T11:57:25.778-07:00I pledge :Today marks the " 30 Days of ______ Challenge ".<br /><br />I challenge you to do <em>something...<strong>anything...</strong></em> for 30 days. Something necessary. Something special. Something you've been thinking of but just haven't done.<br /><br />Today is Day #1.<br /><br />I have set myself not one but TWO challenges.<br /><br />I pledge to do the 30 Days <strong><em>of not buying fabric</em></strong> challenge for the entire month of August.<br /><br />I pledge to do the 30 Days <strong><em>of a clean kitchen before bed</em></strong> challenge for the entire month of August.<br /><br />Now, many have said " But there are 31 days in August.<br /><br />There is one cheat day.<br /><br />I plan to use it wisely!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-5570347543208994762009-07-31T09:03:00.000-07:002009-07-31T09:08:39.249-07:00Getting in our sunshine!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGUE3p4um7qBJFgtHn8EdNWr-Q3mMwBR0PkHy2cfm_VYrmdUBqi2pVnKIazbcCturhyphenhyphenrk2cK1kdzo-9JA5gUepBdgI-e9qZCMnFTfph8Mg59vh0Abkbvxp7-h7dG2vCrn6C-wMTekYgPM/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364656203423757506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGUE3p4um7qBJFgtHn8EdNWr-Q3mMwBR0PkHy2cfm_VYrmdUBqi2pVnKIazbcCturhyphenhyphenrk2cK1kdzo-9JA5gUepBdgI-e9qZCMnFTfph8Mg59vh0Abkbvxp7-h7dG2vCrn6C-wMTekYgPM/s400/004.JPG" /></a> Raggy Quilt that I made for Kim's baby OLIVIA.. Nearly impossible to see but I embroidered her name in the bottom square.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwOfMmgBleRflwsId8rLo7dXPeqnCun9xqPRX9MAKYisAH0GuemKoJKaXD9-AZIYyml488eM1bXNuydPbhfQ4YxbIqKETvNw-KwOFNqB4TTtGnAo75bpFUbOsN_WRIILWacTht8cy-W5E/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364656199191047282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwOfMmgBleRflwsId8rLo7dXPeqnCun9xqPRX9MAKYisAH0GuemKoJKaXD9-AZIYyml488eM1bXNuydPbhfQ4YxbIqKETvNw-KwOFNqB4TTtGnAo75bpFUbOsN_WRIILWacTht8cy-W5E/s400/003.JPG" /></a> Shayla giggles and coos at her mobile these days!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUUmbOniWyC1bm2Mps0mOUDvrZdTjg0ouu6X6HMkHI8rwtkQfD_9gxS585ETnwdTG5xQCLpCcIZG36P3563fn9dhZyRT69wkKQCSXPFBbgfqUFKKYSAtasdv1B2YUxHgi2JAxaW8c_io/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364656191894577762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUUmbOniWyC1bm2Mps0mOUDvrZdTjg0ouu6X6HMkHI8rwtkQfD_9gxS585ETnwdTG5xQCLpCcIZG36P3563fn9dhZyRT69wkKQCSXPFBbgfqUFKKYSAtasdv1B2YUxHgi2JAxaW8c_io/s400/036.JPG" /></a> Danica holding baby Shayla. Dannica calls me " Sarah Kaganovsky " every single time she speaks to me. She says " I would like to hold Sarah' Kaganovsky's baby. " and " Are we going to see Sarah Kaganovsky? " and " Look! There is Sarah Kaganovsky! "<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggCnqJtiE7QLSwBPgqhblcaN55Yv6Cq7qpRsA83p8xzGlOHFg0szIyZRk4-h61kJ5jLiZqTHRxSji6Qemj8NOZVZnV8C6kHxC-B9yQfu32ph01M-E1RRuLWB4JZ9A79sUdLawDprtwDyA/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364656188460052674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggCnqJtiE7QLSwBPgqhblcaN55Yv6Cq7qpRsA83p8xzGlOHFg0szIyZRk4-h61kJ5jLiZqTHRxSji6Qemj8NOZVZnV8C6kHxC-B9yQfu32ph01M-E1RRuLWB4JZ9A79sUdLawDprtwDyA/s400/018.JPG" /></a> Shayla and her bestest buddy MADISON.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVzmHCRQlyvZxzDLrPE1Ar3IoSYz1KW6FClQqgp3cqaeq8mc00v4IXU8Ne1NGOTCjImJ0Cx86cWKbyR4_SEj6jVme3DH7vxHlNIMXnk2Decrl9FgBMUkqb-uFUiptMqp4cv4IoZQel8Q4/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364656181714780578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVzmHCRQlyvZxzDLrPE1Ar3IoSYz1KW6FClQqgp3cqaeq8mc00v4IXU8Ne1NGOTCjImJ0Cx86cWKbyR4_SEj6jVme3DH7vxHlNIMXnk2Decrl9FgBMUkqb-uFUiptMqp4cv4IoZQel8Q4/s400/008.JPG" /></a> Just look at the size difference. Madison is only 6 weeks older but she's got an enormous head and Shayla has a wee head!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-47656998006756328412009-07-26T07:40:00.001-07:002009-07-26T07:50:56.285-07:00We're going to the park, park, park...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvZ_EZKO_vOPyB4yDSsQeGiqE8iinM2oT6YBaB0VJWiB_B3bcpLi85P_A2fAS3GuMa9blh3nLLfA-xvtgDNPFipkZxJq1ljIBzqoC3SfYMxtiMXNmkPFmjGli_chw-rqD_wuruQ1fq780/s1600-h/146.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362781223728606418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvZ_EZKO_vOPyB4yDSsQeGiqE8iinM2oT6YBaB0VJWiB_B3bcpLi85P_A2fAS3GuMa9blh3nLLfA-xvtgDNPFipkZxJq1ljIBzqoC3SfYMxtiMXNmkPFmjGli_chw-rqD_wuruQ1fq780/s400/146.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmnKZ3rGvVXK384m4BVylfJjykV1xoKQwZzbYDJm3mxhjr_NUq1JiF-RXGUgkKrWKZ8g3pEXy_odAvWDFQX8XglRfyaVC5Fvfo8cRl676m0f4R8bNrkce_MKggOHUUCPhmCire9gtfyI/s1600-h/128.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362780181564224706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtCeFPSXY8piCFwym7oQWVoHS5u2yxifOrLzSZnvdx_D1C7SQVoW8-f34-eh4COvxH2sAoCuUMxBgUTj-yUFppumBmiiz1QP3jvSdCxar2LGrPWdJFK7b8x57hdXLJ_8dU499Ks0YDjtw/s400/010.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We *love* going to the park. Nothing thrills me more than a day at Hawrelak, nice and hot. Cool bottles of water, great photos, happy, exhausted, dirty children. I took 146 pictures yesterday - roughly equal to 6 rolls of film worth.... something that wasn't affordable with regular cameras.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-56585374804396696172009-07-20T15:17:00.001-07:002009-07-20T15:17:02.207-07:00IMG00256.jpg<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoubVJjVCUC2PFjqRkx07XCMFopnVu3e9qgUpjFZGD-RqCYt6dsH_pEtX9bvbN87KiS3BtKI2qqreqO17_bO7jEmfLcTygmqrQmyZo0ODiJgcFqBjQvLAHtHGhLhFRjNkIo5ngNvdOtpo/s1600-h/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyNTYuanBn%3F=-722208"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoubVJjVCUC2PFjqRkx07XCMFopnVu3e9qgUpjFZGD-RqCYt6dsH_pEtX9bvbN87KiS3BtKI2qqreqO17_bO7jEmfLcTygmqrQmyZo0ODiJgcFqBjQvLAHtHGhLhFRjNkIo5ngNvdOtpo/s320/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyNTYuanBn%3F=-722208" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360669895044543826" /></a></p>Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.<br>Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-31380714802782894272009-07-12T08:33:00.001-07:002009-07-12T08:33:25.173-07:00Skinny b!tchThere is a lady at my gym who is in absolutely perfect shape... The kind the gym can't get you without a healthy dose of genetic predisposition. She works herself hard. She smiles. Her hair is highlighted and her mani pedi is absolutely perfect. I hate her.<p>I've never spoken to her. That doesn't stop me from secretly wishing she'd occasionally fall of her treadmill or fart from the elliptical. I hate her based on a deep desire to have that body. I have no idea if she has kids, how old she is, or whether she eats potato chips in the car at stoplights. For all I know, she could be miserable as heck, but I still envy her vision of perfect perkiness and she merrily trots away at the treadmill, perkily bouncing as she listens to her ipod.<p>I, on the otherhand, heave and huff and puff through my workout. I don't enjoy the gym, perferring to curse the machines as I'd they did this to my body. The lady in front of me glistens - I pour sweat. She bounces. I jiggle. But as I watch her derriere sway, I struck by a bolt of lightening.<p>There is nothing wrong with my life. I have three beautiful children, a loving husband. A bank account that never tells me insufficient funds. Friends who encourage me to go to the gym without telling me my fat ass needs it.<p>Its possible that the Lil Ms Perfect in front of me has this too - but that's her life and I'm living my life.<p>Even if I stare at her and secretly wish that just once she'd fall down.<br>Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.<br>Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-43405570051772752032009-07-11T09:46:00.001-07:002009-07-11T09:46:27.150-07:00ShoppingMost women will agree : shopping post partum is a lesson in humility. Nothing fits, and the woman in the mirror does not resemble you in the slightest. But truth be told, she is you, that IS your body... And the clothes you wanted to buy? Won't fit for months, if ever.<p>Pregnancy changes your body the same way that motherhood changes your mind. There are no more skimpy cocktail dresses, no more bikinis. No more high heels, no short shorts or mini skirts.<p>A few weeks ago, I started shopping for tomorrows baby shower. I was well aware that the size 14 jeans I owned wouldn't biudge past midthigh. Even spme of my sweat pants looked painted on. I wasn't surprised when a size 16 didn't fit. But I was appalled when the size 18 just barely zipped and was quite obviously too toight.<p>Nursing is supposed to burn huge calories but no one warns you bout the ravenous hunger that accompanies that calorie burn. I've suddenly taken to needing breakfast the moment I wake up, followed by a snack, lunch, two snacks, dinner, and a midnight meal. The constant hunger combined with a squalling infant attached to you makes you reach for grabola bars and pb&j. Healthy foods aren't appealing, and worse, its hard to make and eat a salad while nursing a squirmy child who depends on you for every ounce of the meal at all hours of the day.<p>I was so disheartened though. I vowed to go to the gym, and I did. The scale remains resolutely - steadfast - at 180.<p>But yesterday? I tried on a size 18. It dropped to the floor. The 16 was swimming. Even the size 14 was big. Admittedly, I did not press my luck and attempt a 12. But I bought the 14 and came home with a smile instead of tears.<br>Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.<br>Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-71396943860952303862009-07-10T13:23:00.001-07:002009-07-10T13:23:15.047-07:00IMG00237.jpg<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9U0IfuiTNil6oonP6mmYxPfWMRV166cOB5YnpulaTY7qZCKRFTOUYEWBeCgTS5-5lRZzST3Cu7YokZO2mD__zgIXGYQ3blBSSTnz6gf16TBSehBShkSMcqkC7yV3uEKiGLvZ7v5__qoo/s1600-h/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMzcuanBn%3F=-795048"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9U0IfuiTNil6oonP6mmYxPfWMRV166cOB5YnpulaTY7qZCKRFTOUYEWBeCgTS5-5lRZzST3Cu7YokZO2mD__zgIXGYQ3blBSSTnz6gf16TBSehBShkSMcqkC7yV3uEKiGLvZ7v5__qoo/s320/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMzcuanBn%3F=-795048" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356929725464930178" /></a></p>Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.<br>Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845077270915564773.post-81516000985939438282009-07-10T08:32:00.000-07:002009-07-10T08:38:51.445-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikBocZZV56nepqRipjW9RlG2GutpZxCM8fSmOiL_zrWilbm7SRhDXGumtgcYYy3-ybBNDrXrRy90ZQ14gMelf70iQGei1ctpRm7MmDNhDk0IiyP8ZMGKuZF_T08Obn6YXD1qv74W8dKBo/s1600-h/IMG_3683.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356855565111895106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikBocZZV56nepqRipjW9RlG2GutpZxCM8fSmOiL_zrWilbm7SRhDXGumtgcYYy3-ybBNDrXrRy90ZQ14gMelf70iQGei1ctpRm7MmDNhDk0IiyP8ZMGKuZF_T08Obn6YXD1qv74W8dKBo/s400/IMG_3683.JPG" /></a> I know it looks like they are squishing her... but its sibling love squishing, I promise!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhj-0li0HhOl-hdE2hbpy79zHKST6XhhE_4IXmV55v5rRUV7oRo5QdH-vL6j9-N2-mq3VL8J9M8Z3IeAwR3TPIW7Khyphenhyphen3LCLgSIhyphenhyphensgYGSUlF4Z666NRiqrrlIyp-OqxUMO-JgK5PKi4Y0/s1600-h/IMG_3694.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356855552343506642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhj-0li0HhOl-hdE2hbpy79zHKST6XhhE_4IXmV55v5rRUV7oRo5QdH-vL6j9-N2-mq3VL8J9M8Z3IeAwR3TPIW7Khyphenhyphen3LCLgSIhyphenhyphensgYGSUlF4Z666NRiqrrlIyp-OqxUMO-JgK5PKi4Y0/s400/IMG_3694.JPG" /></a> We've discovered the mobile!<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdXCIs9xVyRBuGhEczDawKQbCiOqkiliMkS4cf3tc0EKkXiHf4xNRLy01zkjrRrxlaYqLqZeF8M_Jg3R2DyxaqmmIOQPmPytt5wejAqHhMtMMRYcihsEF0tywo79aRFf-uZaJQ6KWUME/s1600-h/IMG_3689.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356855551107366098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdXCIs9xVyRBuGhEczDawKQbCiOqkiliMkS4cf3tc0EKkXiHf4xNRLy01zkjrRrxlaYqLqZeF8M_Jg3R2DyxaqmmIOQPmPytt5wejAqHhMtMMRYcihsEF0tywo79aRFf-uZaJQ6KWUME/s400/IMG_3689.JPG" /></a> Mama, I am just TOO CUTE!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHJ0-SJagD74UG9P6GimFGzTEP5S3TCm3Crw1QKZz4TFiKl7enl6JhzB8yuPShZL-BVrORp1Ew0yBqKJIuGdwFwjGLbv8kORltkwMAzEumaXxHZR8oYXMumImCSv-zayDvDVIx985WIUU/s1600-h/IMG_3679.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356855542307993666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHJ0-SJagD74UG9P6GimFGzTEP5S3TCm3Crw1QKZz4TFiKl7enl6JhzB8yuPShZL-BVrORp1Ew0yBqKJIuGdwFwjGLbv8kORltkwMAzEumaXxHZR8oYXMumImCSv-zayDvDVIx985WIUU/s400/IMG_3679.JPG" /></a> Look whose learning to roll!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05355726436604226385noreply@blogger.com1