<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:24:08.909-08:00</updated><category term='ethics'/><category term='Binghamton NY'/><category term='clutter control'/><category term='Moxie woodfire grill'/><category term='Food Renegad'/><category term='real food'/><category term='cod liver oil'/><category term='de-cluttering'/><category term='twin homebirth'/><category term='Nourishing Traditions'/><category term='martini&apos;s'/><category term='saving money on car insurance'/><category term='Lady Antebelllum'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='twins'/><category term='organizing'/><category term='McGirk&apos;s Irish Pub'/><category term='fermented cod liver oil'/><category term='swagbucks'/><category term='infant development'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='Kitchen Stewardship'/><category term='weston a price'/><category term='clutter'/><category term='meal planning'/><category term='Yo-Yo quilt'/><category term='country music'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='paper addict'/><category term='Nourished Kitchen'/><category term='Wandering Cowboy'/><category term='motivation monday'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='French night'/><category term='planting garlic'/><category term='friends'/><category term='midwife'/><category term='The Maker&apos;s Diet'/><category term='peace'/><category term='date night'/><category term='Delaware County Fair'/><category term='braised leeks'/><category term='dairy barn'/><category term='justice'/><category term='Inspired to Action'/><category term='music'/><category term='Vitamin D'/><category term='labor'/><category term='paper purge week'/><category term='Liz Hull'/><category term='Jim Hull'/><category term='end times'/><category term='potato leek soup'/><category term='Maximize your mornings'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='rapture'/><category term='homebirth'/><category term='applepicking'/><category term='Modern Alternative Mama'/><category term='Chuck Colson'/><category term='Tranquil bistro'/><category term='fat'/><category term='cowgirl hat'/><category term='Thanksgiving day'/><title type='text'>In heaven I want to be a cowgirl...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-3852093558437729489</id><published>2011-02-11T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:34:36.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could keep time in a bottle...</title><content type='html'>That's one of my favorite songs.  Along with the Pina Colada song.  Ok, and a few more. I've never been big on having ONE favorite anything!  I try to find value in all things.  But that's another topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the time go? What do I do with my time? Why does it seem to be wasted and what am I really accomplishing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to Keith Green, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of my favorite Christian artists. He was introducing a song and he was talking about the creation of the earth. How, the bible says it was 6 days and some people say it is literally 6 days and others say that was impossible, etc. He said that he didn't really know but that he knew that Jesus had been in heaven preparing for us for 2000 years and that if it only took 6 days to create this entire world, that we're living in a garbage can compared to what He's been building for us for 2000 years!  Amen to that, brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jesus has been preparing for us all this time.  And what have I been doing?  Getting up, crawling out of bed, change the babies, feed the babies, play with the babies, put babies down for a nap, check email, Facebook, maybe take something out to defrost for dinner, get babies up from nap, feed them, play with them, greet husband and make dinner, clean up babies and dinner, play with babies, put babies to bed, clean up AFTER babies, then sit around like a zombie doing or reading mindless things until I can't keep my eyes open anymore and I beg my husband to go to bed with me.  Then I lay there for a while awake, trying to relax and go to sleep, trying to make sense of it all.  Sounds like a pretty fulfilling life, huh?  Um, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't think that staying home and taking care of my children is not a worthy occupation.  In fact, I am grateful to be able to do so.  I love seeing their little accomplishments each day. I love greeting them when they wake up and I love all the little hugs and kisses I get.  Having twins has really forced me to get some kind of schedule and be a little bit organized or I'd have big trouble!  But, I always feel like I could be doing more with my time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is evidenced by the number of books on my shelf dedicated to  organizing and time management, saving money, books on how to have perfect children and marriages and the perfect life... You get the idea.    And yet, I fall into the pattern above more days than not.  I don't ever feel satisfied. I don't ever feel full of life although I am surrounded by it.  I want so much more but I don't know what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice what was missing? I do. It's time. Time with God. Time reading His word and writing it on my heart.  Time learning to be a daughter of the King. Time in prayer and solitude with The Giver of Life.  Time with the Only One who can give me purpose and worth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, I go about my day doing but never really "being."  I spend all of my time crossing tasks off my list, using all of my energy and mind-power (what's left of it anyway) to make sure my children are safe, warm, clothed and fed, but I never take the time to be renewed and refreshed by Our Holy Father.  I never take the cool water that He offers.  The very thing that would give meaning and value to what I do all day, I ignore.   And in doing so I feel empty. Worthless. Wasted.  And alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My challenge, starting tomorrow, is to wake up before everyone else to spend time with The Creator of Time.   In this season of winter, both in the natural and in my spiritual life, I have been hearing the gentle call of God to get up and meet with Him in the morning.  I have been resisting, making excuses, saying I will get around to it when...  But the call has been getting louder.  This week I have been inundated with messages about getting up in the pre-dawn hours to meet with God, to read the bible- His word and to pray.  There may be tears involved in this but I am trusting that He is going to make it all worthwhile.  Here's goes everything, including my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-3852093558437729489?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/3852093558437729489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-i-could-keep-time-in-bottle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/3852093558437729489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/3852093558437729489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-i-could-keep-time-in-bottle.html' title='If I could keep time in a bottle...'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-180638449326576314</id><published>2010-10-27T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T20:47:25.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weston a price'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fermented cod liver oil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cod liver oil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vitamin D'/><title type='text'>Vitamin D: What is it and where do you get it?    (and why you should bother)</title><content type='html'>I read a post on another &lt;a href="http://http://www.kitchenstewardship.com/2010/10/22/fermented-cod-liver-oil-our-experiences/comment-page-1/#comment-41597"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; (a much better one, BTW) about cod liver oil supplements.  I'm sure you've heard about this. It's the stuff your great grandmother was probably forcing down the throat of your grandma when she was a little kid.  I think I recall the grandma or mother on Huckleberry Fin making him take it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds gross. Smells gross. Tastes gross.  So why take it? Well, back then they didn't realize what it was about cod liver oil (CLO) that was so beneficial but as it turned out, it is an excellent source of Vitamin D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current medical research has been finding that most of us are deficient in at least the few types of Vitamin D that they can test for.   And that lack of vitamin D can affect not only our bones, but our muscle strength and immune system. GI (gut) function too.  It is especially important in older adults.  The research community has found that with adequate levels of vitamin D, our elders fall less and have less risk of fractures.  This improves their quality of life as well as life expectancy. Did you know that if someone over the age of 65 falls and breaks their hip or another large bone, that their risk of dying in the following year goes up significantly?  Vitamin D is one piece of the puzzle , but it is a significant one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest form of vitamin D supplement that I have read about is fermented CLO. Doesn't that sound so much more appetizing?  The makers, &lt;a href="http://www.greenpasture.org/retail/?t=products"&gt;Green Pasture&lt;/a&gt; are claiming that it is more "bioavailable" and thus superior to regular CLO.  Green Pasture is also the only company making this product in the US currently.  Their belief is that fermenting is the traditional production method of CLO and based on the research of &lt;a href="http://westonaprice.org"&gt;Weston A Price&lt;/a&gt;, the more traditional foods and methods of preparation, are the most nutritious and can provide a whole host of health benefits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been doing some reading about &lt;a href="http://westonaprice.org"&gt;Weston A Price&lt;/a&gt; and have been converting many of our food sources and preparation methods to more traditional, whole foods.  I believe it is common sense that the manufactured foods of our modern times are simply artificial chemicals that are crafted into something that tastes good by means of toxic chemical that cause us to become addicted to these foods.   No amount of synthetic vitamins or fiber will ever make these foods consumable.  But, that has nothing to do with Vitamin D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am concerned with is that once you begin your journey into whole foods, just how far do you go? What is reasonable and what is just ridiculous?  I beleive that vitamin D supplementation is necessary for most of us who do not get enough sunlight and whose dietary sources may be lacking as well. Vitamin D production by the body will be maximized by getting 15-20 minutes of exposure to the sun (with arms and legs uncovered and without sunscreen) daily.  Food sources of vitamin D include salt water fatty fish and pastured eggs.   And then there are supplements such as CLO and synthetic vitamins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I would always try the whole food source first.  I know I don't get enough sun exposure and certainly won't at least until next summer.  We do eat eggs from our hens who free range in the yard and should be producing eggs with high levels of vitamin D but I have no way of verifying this.   We don't eat enough fish to get adequate levels either. So we're kind of left with supplements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken fish oil supplements before. Some of them have given me "fish burps" and others haven't. My chiropractor sells one that smells like vanilla and doesn't give the burps. I have no idea of the brand at the moment as I don't have any on hand to look at the bottle. I can find out, though if you're dying to know.  I have not, however, specifically taken CLO.  And honestly, it doesn't sound all that great.  But knowing the benefits of vitamin D and that synthetic vitamins are not always assimilated the way that real food products are, I think I will be trying this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I expect miracles? Nope. But if it can keep the winter blues away, help support my immune system through flu season,  keep my nervous and muscular systems in tip top shape, then I'm all for it!  Apparently there is also some talk of&lt;a href="http://www.naturallyknockedup.com/2009/11/25/boost-your-fertility-with-vitamin-d/"&gt; fertility benefits&lt;/a&gt;.  You see, vitamin D is technically a hormone and it helps produce sex hormones.  It is also fat soluble, meaning that it builds up in the body.  Taking too much can be toxic.  In comparison, vitamin C is water soluble and if you take too much, generally your kidneys filter it out and you get really pretty pee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there needs to be a balance in what we recommend for supplementation. As a nurse practitioner dealing with the elderly, I have prescribed D3 supplements as these are assumed to be absorbed more efficiently by the body that other synthetic forms.  Elderly patients tend to get less sunlight and have poorer diets.  Many of them are on fixed incomes and cannot afford expensive supplements.  If you do not have a diagnosed deficiency, then taking 400 - 1000 units daily is recommended.  Higher amounts can be prescribed if needed for those with deficiencies.  The issue of vitamin D deficiency is important enough the the Veteran's Administration tests all of it's patients regularly and it was probably the most common supplement I prescribed when I worked there! Testing is not cheap so this was quite significant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place for both. In the case of true deficiency (your health care provider can do a blood test), prescription strength supplements are necessary.  If you are generally healthy and get some sun exposure as well as at least occasional dietary sources, I would stick with the recommended supplement strengths.  More is not always better. And this is especially true of vitamin supplements. Food is your BEST source of all nutrients because of all of the unknown factors that help with absorption and assimilation.  Supplements should be used when diet and sun exposure are not optimal.  And if you can't stomach CLO or fermented CLO, then a synthetic vitamin D3 analog will be better than nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck! I may consider joining the polar bear club so I can get some winter sun exposure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a healthy winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizabeth-your friendly neighborhood family nurse practitioner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.- the usual statement-always tell your health care provider about any supplements that you are taking or considering taking.  They can interfere with other medications or conditions you may have.  This is not intended as personal medical advice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. -no, I don't get any benefit from you clicking through to another site and purchasing products from them. I wish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-180638449326576314?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/180638449326576314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/vitamin-d-what-is-it-and-where-do-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/180638449326576314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/180638449326576314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/vitamin-d-what-is-it-and-where-do-you.html' title='Vitamin D: What is it and where do you get it?    (and why you should bother)'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-2281980386664447706</id><published>2010-10-25T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T11:11:27.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martini&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Binghamton NY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moxie woodfire grill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tranquil bistro'/><title type='text'>Date Night Chronicle</title><content type='html'>Last week I wrote about going out for date night with my husband but I didn't want to say where just in case I didn't like it.  However, since it was a good night, I thought I'd share now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided on the wood fire grill this time. A nice change of pace from our usual sushi and sake routine. If you live in the area, I would recommend Moxie's Woodfire Grill for a special occasion treat or celebration. Because it was a bit expensive, I wouldn't go there on a regular basis but it was worth the splurge. And the best part is that one of my good friends works there as a waitress! Ask for Hannah if you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're like me, you'll want to know what we ate. So here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;For appetizers we had sesame encrusted Ahi tuna which was served with seaweed salad, ginger and wasabi as well as dipping sauce.  We also split an order of brie baked on a cedar plank and topped with mixed berries and sliced almonds. Both were absolutely delicious.  Honestly, we could have had a salad and then stopped there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner I order their citrus glazed wild caught salmon which is also grilled on a cedar plank and served with baby stuffed pumpkins (different :) ) and  spinach.  This was cooked perfectly and had a wonderful flavor. My husband had a steak (I don't remember which cut right now, but it was very tender and cooked just to his liking) with a roasted garlic Gorgonzola sauce. Now, I gotta be honest with you here. We like grilled meats but the grill here is super "charry." Probably that's not a word but you get the point. The charred flavor and the pungent taste of the Gorgonzola kind of overwhelmed the flavor of the meat. Personally we both enjoy the taste of steak that is cooked properly and so this was a little disappointing because it took away from that flavor.  The sauce was really good on bland old mashed potatoes though!  If you REALLY like chargrilled meat, you'll like this.  I don't know if you can ask for less charring but it wouldn't hurt to ask.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the martini aficionados out there, I had a "Dirty Englishman." It's a dirty gin martini with blue cheese olives.  It was great and it was HUGE!  One drink was more than plenty! I'd say this was a good runner up to my favorite dirty gin martini at Number 5.  They put asiago stuffed olives in their martini's if you ask and it is DIVINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so afterward we checked out Tranquil bar and bistro. They have live music and Tuesday once a month is French night.  And since neither of us understands French, we of course ended up at Tranquil on French night! Oh well. All was not lost. It was still good music. The guitarist was excellent and my Thin Mint Cookie martini made up for the fact that I couldn't sing along with the music. Next time I will wear a beret and a striped shirt perhaps and get more in the mood! I'd like to check this place out again on another night.  A note to the claustrophobic: this place is tiny, especially the bar area. If you don't like tight quarters or don't want others to hear you talking to your date/friend/etc., this might not be your first pick.  But if you're friendly and don't mind other people joining your conversation, I'd go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when date night is an adventure! Sometimes it's easy to get stuck in a rut.  I always enjoy getting outside of my "box" and seeing what else is going on in Binghamton. Thankfully, I am usually pleasantly surprised!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-2281980386664447706?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/2281980386664447706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/date-night-chronicle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/2281980386664447706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/2281980386664447706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/date-night-chronicle.html' title='Date Night Chronicle'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-1851082056379143005</id><published>2010-10-25T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:45:08.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rapture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justice'/><title type='text'>Enough!</title><content type='html'>Two Sundays ago at church the pastor gave a sermon on the coming rapture of the church and the end times. Although I have a differing interpretation of when the "rapture" will occur in the scheme of these events, I dare say that I do agree with him when he said that the time is coming when Jesus will return, and when he does, the call from his mouth will be "Enough!" Enough suffering, enough pain, enough corruption, enough hatred, enough war, enough! Enough! Enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many of us can agree that we, too, have had enough of these things and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read the bumper sticker that says "If you want peace, work for justice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a good sentiment but I think you must  assume that the people making the hullabaloo are oppressed people rising up against an unjust dictator when, in fact, that is not always the case. Just look at the terrorist activity in the world. Those instigating wars and committing heinous acts  against their own people are not the downtrodden but the severely misguided (putting it mildly...) fundamentalists, guerilla leaders hungry for power, people who believe in racial superiority who commit acts of genocide against a neighboring people.  Do we truly believe that simply meting out "justice" will stop these things from happening and create peace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace comes from the inside. When we can walk through a situation without becoming part of the problem. When we know with all assurance that everything this world has to offer is fleeting, temporary, a mere piece of fluff that will  burn with the chaff when exposed to the refining fires of God's glory.  When we are able to hold loosely to this world and keep our eyes on the glory that awaits us, then we will have peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Christ returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-1851082056379143005?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/1851082056379143005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/1851082056379143005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/1851082056379143005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/enough.html' title='Enough!'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-7789658979884856526</id><published>2010-10-19T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:28:34.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nourishing Traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potato leek soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modern Alternative Mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Stewardship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braised leeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nourished Kitchen'/><title type='text'>More soup, date night and an eBook promotion!</title><content type='html'>Hi again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share some more recipes that I made this week that we really enjoyed. I also just read about a new &lt;a href="http://www.modernalternativemama.com/product-detail/2010/10/4/in-the-kitchen-real-food-basics-ebook.html"&gt;eBook&lt;/a&gt; that looks exciting for those of us looking for "Real Food" recipes for some of our favorite "bad" foods! Like &lt;a href="http://www.modernalternativemama.com/storage/In%20the%20Kitchen%20-%20Real%20Food%20Basics%20sample.pdf"&gt;chocolate chip cookies&lt;/a&gt;! I'll be trying THOSE tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not tonight? Well, tonight is date night with my hubby! Yay! We will be having dinner at an as-of-yet undisclosed restaurant (it's a toss up between sushi, one of our favorite Italian restaurants or  the wood fire grill place) and then heading over to a bistro for drinks. The bistro is a place where I have been told would be a good place for my husband and I to book ourselves at (we're musicians). So, we're going to go check it out. It sounds a bit more "jazzy" than what our music style is. We tend to perform more country music than anything else so we'll see. And I won't tell you ahead of time because I don't want to feel bad if I don't like it as I'd have come back and give a negative review.  If I really like it, I'll spread the word afterward.  Most of all, tonight is about spending kid-free time with my beloved husband! And being grown-ups and not crawling on the floor (well, maybe there will be some of that too but I won't go there...) and playing with toys and changing diapers, etc. I'm wearing my new black heels and I'm going to enjoy our date night where ever it takes us. As long as we're together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the recipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I made POTATO LEEK SOUP. But not just any potato leek soup. This was made with leeks from the farmers market and uncured bacon and lots of love. The recipe? Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used 4 leeks, sliced.&lt;br /&gt;6 slices of uncured bacon (trying to avoid added nitrites/nitrates)&lt;br /&gt;a bit of dry sherry&lt;br /&gt;scrubbed cubed potatoes, about 3 medium sized ones&lt;br /&gt;quart of chicken stock&lt;br /&gt;2 cups whole milk&lt;br /&gt;sour cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I cooked half the bacon in my cast iron pan and the other half in the pot which I was cooking the soup in.  The idea being that I was going to use the bacon fat in the pot for the soup and save the other bacon fat. In the end I used all of it in my soup, so it was more like the rendered fat from a whole 12 ounce package of bacon.&lt;br /&gt;Then I cooked the leeks in the bacon fat and a bit of dry sherry until wilted and looking cooked.  Add the chicken stock and potatoes. Cook for a half hour or so until the potatoes are cooked.  At this point I would puree half of this in the blender and then add back in. Let the soup cool a bit. Then add the milk. Season with salt and pepper to taste.&lt;br /&gt;Serve with sour cream and bacon crumbled on top.&lt;br /&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe is adapted from a recipe I  found on &lt;a href="http://nourishedkitchen.com/"&gt;Nourished Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;'s website.  She uses fresh dill which I did not have. And I added the sherry myself because I like the hint of flavor it gives. In fact, I tend to use a lot of sherry in my cooking.  It is a must have ingredient when you make chicken or turkey gravy-to die for! Just don't drink it-it's kind of yucky to drink! Especially the cheap kind that I cook with! But somehow it just adds that something yummy to my recipes. Who knew?  I discovered it when I watched my friend's daughter make turkey gravy at Thanksgiving one year and I have been hooked ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next recipe does not have any sherry in it but it probably would be a good addition if you so desire! This one is BRAISED LEEKS. Yep. Another leek recipe. They just looked so good at the farmer's market this past Saturday so I had to get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braised leeks:&lt;br /&gt;4 leeks, cut lengthwise and rinsed well.&lt;br /&gt;beef stock or broth (I used broth)&lt;br /&gt;grated cheese (the original recipe called for Gruyere but I didn't have that so I used Asiago, another new love of mine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the leeks in a pyrex or casserole dish/pan. Boil the beef stock/broth and pour over the leeks. Put in a 350 oven for about 30 minutes or until the leeks look cooked. Sprinkle cheese on top and broil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste reminded us of French onion soup.  Yummy! The original recipe is from Nourishing Traditions by Sally Fallon.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may be able to tell from this and other posts, we are making the journey to embracing more traditional and "real" foods while I also purge our clutter and organize our home (with a squirmy baby on my lap...).  The &lt;a href="http://www.modernalternativemama.com/product-detail/2010/10/4/in-the-kitchen-real-food-basics-ebook.html"&gt;eBook&lt;/a&gt; I mentioned earlier can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.modernalternativemama.com/product-detail/2010/10/4/in-the-kitchen-real-food-basics-ebook.html"&gt;Modern Alternative Mama&lt;/a&gt;.  She has recipes for french fries and fried chicken and, of course, the chocolate chip cookies!  If you're looking for a good list of transitional foods, check this out.  Until the 25th, there is a 25% off offer as well.  There is also a giveaway in progress for a copy of this at &lt;a href="http://http//www.kitchenstewardship.com/2010/10/18/giveaway-in-the-kitchen-real-food-basics-by-kate-tietje/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+kitchenstewardship%2FPgbo+%28Kitchen+Stewardship%29"&gt;Kitchen Stewardship&lt;/a&gt;. And please, come back and tell me what you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me and my house, it's baby feeding time!  Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-7789658979884856526?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/7789658979884856526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-soup-date-night-and-ebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/7789658979884856526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/7789658979884856526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-soup-date-night-and-ebook.html' title='More soup, date night and an eBook promotion!'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-6241763623300299034</id><published>2010-10-14T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:27:13.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The most AMAZING chicken soup EVER!</title><content type='html'>Today I accomplished what I never would have thought possible just 5 years ago. I made chicken soup from scratch. Without a recipe. Am I good or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was no ordinary chicken soup, mind you. Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was about a week in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I made homemade chicken stock following the recipe in Nourished Traditions by Sally Fallon. The recipe was roughly this (I never follow a recipe exactly if I want it to turn out well):&lt;br /&gt;1 whole chicken cooked in the crock pot all day- used pastured chicken from my friends farm&lt;br /&gt;bones from a preciously cooked chicken-I had this frozen&lt;br /&gt;filtered water to cover&lt;br /&gt;some carrots, celery and onions&lt;br /&gt;sea salt ( a little) -I used Redmond Real Salt&lt;br /&gt;a pair of chicken feet - yes, you read that right. I used chicken feet. After I washed them of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked this in the crock pot on low for almost 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Strained out all the stuff. Strained it again. Put it in the fridge to "gel."&lt;br /&gt;Some recipes call for removing the hardened fat after it cool sin the fridge but I like fat. So it stayed. There really wasn't that much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, I put another whole chicken in a big soup pot with enough water to cover half of the chicken. I added some more sea salt.  I let it simmer for a few hours until the meat was falling apart. Then I strained out the chicken with a bowl under a colander. The broth went back in the pot. I pulled the meat off the chicken and added roughly half of it back in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I added a few ladle-fuls of the stock I made last week. Turned the heat back on and added a few cut up stalks of celery, 3 or 4 sliced carrots, and a chopped up sweet onion.  I let this simmer until the onions were translucent and then I added the chicken back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I let this simmer for about an hour or so. About a half hour before I served it I added a bunch of sliced up napa cabbage and cooked it long enough for it to be completely wilted and soft enough for my babies to eat it.  I didn't add anymore seasoning to any of this after the initial salt I added to the chicken this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turned out to be the most divine tasting soup I've ever made or had. Perfect flavor. Everything just tender enough. Just yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell by now, I don't really follow recipes unless I am baking. I spent years watching cooking shows and reading cook books beforeI ever really started cooking anything. My attempts to cook in the distant past were disasters and I stopped cooking. Then one day I decided to make lamb. I had read about something called "de-glazing" although I had never made gravy or anything like it. But I had some mushrooms and some wine and I went to town. I couldn't believe my eyes (or taste buds) when I made "gravy" for my lamb chops and it was great! Since then, I have been cooking sans recipes because every time I follow a recipe, the food gets ruined and we end up with take out.   Like the "roasted" chicken I made about 2 months ago. Followed the recipe to a "T." I wish I had a picture. Just think about the turkey on Christmas Vacation. Yeah. That bad. So I just cook my chickens in the crock pot or in a pot of water with some sea salt, and voila, I have the most tender, delicious chicken ever. I don't eat the skin so the lack of browned skin is no, uh, skin off my nose. Sorry. Didn't have a better analogy or whatever you call that. (It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; after midnight, you know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say that baking is another story. There is a lot of chemistry involved in baking so I don't do much tweaking with those recipes, but I'm not a big baker anyway. I like to make choc-oat-chip cookies and that's about it. I've been trying to master bread making but most of my loaves taste really god but have the heft of a loaf of lead! I'll keep trying because there is just nothing like fresh warm bread and butter with a steaming bowl of chicken soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your best "recipe?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-6241763623300299034?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/6241763623300299034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/most-amazing-chicken-soup-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/6241763623300299034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/6241763623300299034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/most-amazing-chicken-soup-ever.html' title='The most AMAZING chicken soup EVER!'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-6064076166201067503</id><published>2010-10-13T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:51:11.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maximize your mornings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired to Action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='applepicking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planting garlic'/><title type='text'>Challenging challenge!</title><content type='html'>Hi! This is week one of my "&lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/"&gt;Maximize Your Mornings&lt;/a&gt;" challenge and I gotta say, I'm not doing so great.  Getting up early before the kids do is a lofty goal for me. I am NOT a morning person. Especially when I have a one year old who doesn't want to sleep through the night. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I took the girls out only for them to fall asleep in the car (it was naptime and I was on a quest to get garlic to plant in my garden) so I could actually go anywhere and get OUT of the car!  But, I did score a load of Korean garlic to plant this week.  According to my farmer friend, you are supposed to plant garlic on Columbus Day. Of course, I didn't have any to plant until yesterday and then today, being an absolutely gorgeous fall day would have been perfect  for planting, or &lt;a href="http://www.littletree-orchards.com/"&gt;applepicking&lt;/a&gt;! I, however, had to work today and tomorrow they are calling for rain and cold. So, I will pray that the "bad" weather doesn't start until later in the day and that I can plant my garlic while the girls take their morning nap.  Let's just hope that this isn't one of those "no" answers to prayer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess part of getting up early in the morning is going to bed early. Seeing as how it's 11:38 on my clock, I have certainly gone past "going to bed early" once again. Problem is that I am afraid to pray for discipline to get up early and go to bed on time, because then you just know that God will give me an "opportunity" to learn discipline. That type of "opportunity" usually isn't pleasant, either, even if it is invaluable and very much needed.  Lately I have been feeling the pressure of discipline in so many other arenas of life, that getting out of bed in the morning just doesn't hold the appeal it might have at another time in my life. That said, I would still like to attain it, if only to be able to say that I did it.  I am hoping that it actually provides the benefits that it's supporters swear that it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in rolling out of bed with the roosters, check out &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com"&gt;Inspired to Action&lt;/a&gt;. Just might change your life! I'm still deciding...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-6064076166201067503?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/6064076166201067503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/challenging-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/6064076166201067503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/6064076166201067503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/challenging-challenge.html' title='Challenging challenge!'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-1039484874569710570</id><published>2010-10-11T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T09:37:18.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weston a price'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired to Action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meal planning'/><title type='text'>A new challenge!</title><content type='html'>So I am subscribed to a blog called &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com"&gt;Inspired to Action&lt;/a&gt; and today is &lt;a href="http:///inspiredtoaction.com/2010/04/giveaway-motivation-monday-setting-goals/"&gt;"Motivation Monday"&lt;/a&gt; where we are challenged to do something to improve ourselves as mom's or just as a woman of God I suppose! My ultimate goal is to &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/ebook/"&gt;GET UP EARLY!&lt;/a&gt; That, however did not happen today. In fact, my dear sweet husband took the twins downstairs this morning and let me sleep for another hour! (And let me just say that when you are as sleep deprived as I am, that feels like a heavenly treat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did do today was to get out of the house! I know that doesn't sound like much but I tend to get so caught up on keeping a schedule with the girls that I never get around to getting out. It's only when I absolutely have to that I ever manage to pack everyone up and move 'em on out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I did it simple.  Simplicity is what I am ultimately striving for anyway, right? I put Annabeth's coat on, left Molly in her jammies and we walked down the driveway to watch the backhoe dig a ditch along our driveway. Sounds really exciting, doesn't it? But, it's a beautiful day outside and we live in the country a bit so it was extra nice to be outside. We even collected little acorn "men." You know, the ones with their "hats" still on? They're all over the driveway. In fact, I feel really bad for the ones that are starting to sprout in the driveway because they will never have a fair chance of becoming a big old oak tree. So I threw as many of them as I could up on the bank to give them a chance to live too! Don't trees have a right to life too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love was shining down on us as we explored the front yard and as I plucked stuff out of the twins mouths as they tried to taste the world! It was a perfect little interlude between breakfast and nap time. I'm hoping the weather holds so we can take a walk up to the farm around the bend after naps are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also started a meal plan for the week.  There are so many meal planning sites out there. I've looked at a few of them. Some of them have you cook and freeze for later in the month. That sounds like a great idea but my freezer is packed at the moment so I am trying to eat out of it instead of trying to fill it up right now. Some have you plan around sales, but I never got a paper yesterday and usually what they have on sale is "manufactured" food which I am trying to avoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://westonaprice.org"&gt;Weston A Price&lt;/a&gt; has some articles on planning real food meals and I also found something on real food on a budget the other day. Now if only I could find that site again... If I have one problem with the internet, it's that I always seem to end up doing "tangential surfing" and I end up on these really great sites but I can never remember how I got there or how to get back! I definitely need to start writing this stuff down! I suppose this is what happens when pencil and paper girl meets the online community!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-1039484874569710570?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/1039484874569710570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/1039484874569710570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/1039484874569710570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-challenge.html' title='A new challenge!'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-5033021744075467411</id><published>2010-09-22T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T07:44:28.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck Colson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethics'/><title type='text'>We're number 11! Huh?</title><content type='html'>Here's a post I'm sharing from Chuck Colson. I love listening to his spots on &lt;a href="http://fln.org"&gt;Family Life Network&lt;/a&gt;'s radio station. I may not always agree 100% but I think this is a good reminder of why our country is so down and some motivation to help us get back up. I hope folks listen to what he is saying. There is a link to a NYT op-ed piece in Mr. Colson's article titled "We're No. 1(1)!"-good read! Have  great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to the letter from Chuck Colson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myemail.constantcontact.com/Report-from-Chuck-Colson.html?soid=1103374268266&amp;amp;aid=Zgswg3VPPa0"&gt;http://myemail.constantcontact.com/Report-from-Chuck-Colson.html?soid=1103374268266&amp;amp;aid=Zgswg3VPPa0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-5033021744075467411?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/5033021744075467411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpmyemailconstantcontactcomreport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/5033021744075467411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/5033021744075467411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpmyemailconstantcontactcomreport.html' title='We&apos;re number 11! Huh?'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-6198403435642087771</id><published>2010-09-21T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:06:23.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Renegad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper purge week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Stewardship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clutter control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving money on car insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swagbucks'/><title type='text'>Progress, how to save a dime and a giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Progress is putting books away ON A SHELF!&lt;br /&gt;Progress is actually filing papers IN A FOLDER!&lt;br /&gt;Progress is RECYCLING recipes you will never make!&lt;br /&gt;Progress is GETTING RID OF magazines you will never read again (or maybe even the first time)!&lt;br /&gt;We are MAKING PROGRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I promised to write about how I am doing with my paper purge week and I am! How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not like my house was totally overrun with papers, it's just that my dining room table always has piles of various sorts. Whenever we need to use the table, the piles get relocated, but never really dealt with.  And sometimes those piles never make it back to the table but somehow new ones grow in their place. It's amazing how fast paper multiplies.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'd say I have half of the stuff off of the table and into proper homes today. I have to confess, I didn't spend the whole day doing this. I was only half-hearted about it really. It was just too nice outside and I rarely have the energy to get out of the house with the twins so today we went to the park.  It was a glorious day!&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so how to save a dime, or maybe 3160 of them to be exact. (That's 316 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dollars&lt;/span&gt; in case you are taking your shoes off right now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have car insurance and own a home, you should look into contacting one of the online sites that compare insurance quotes for you. I did it through &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt;. They have an offers page where you can earn swagbucks for accepting an offer, which in this case, involved entering my information online for Einsurance. I earned a bunch of swagbucks and got A LOT of insurance quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For me, Traveler's came in at the lowest rates, $300 less than my current auto insurance! I was all ready to convert my policy so I called my insurance company to cancel.  Just for kicks I had them re-run my information to see if they could get my rate lowered. I didn't tell them what the Traveler's quote came in at. They BEAT IT by $16. That may not seem like much but it meant that I didn't have to switch carriers, fill out a bunch of paper work and set up automatic drafts again. The biggest benefit is that since I have been a customer for a while, I have accident forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think $316 is chump change so I am happy about this. It lowers my monthly payment about $30. And since I only "work" 2 days a week, every penny counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did this last year and saved money again by calling my insurer and checking the policy rates. I didn't do it on purpose this time, thinking there was no way the rate would be so much lower than it currently is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my question is, why wasn't my rate lower to begin with? Why do I have to shop around and then come back and ask for it to be lowered? My car certainly isn't getting younger or hotter and I haven't been in an accident or gotten a ticket.  Shouldn't it go down every year, not up??? I don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am getting a new policy on my home owners insurance also.  The company I have been with for auto insurance came in with a quote that is about $150 less than our home owners inurance and we will also get a discount for having auto insurance with them.  I am looking forward to saving around $500 a year total when all is said and done.  Checking out Einsurance was certainly worth it for me! And now I have enough swagbucks to get a few Amazon gift certificates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Part 3:&lt;br /&gt;The giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it's not MY giveaway. (You really don't want what I have any how:)&lt;br /&gt;I am really NOT savy about inserting a link into a blog so try this: &lt;a href="http://www.kitchenstewardship.com"&gt;Nutrition Class&lt;/a&gt;.  Did it work? If not, copy and paste www.kitchenstewardship.com and look for the Real Food nutrition ecourse giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this week, Katie at Kitchen Stewardship is giving away back-to-school items. Today's giveaway is a Real Food nutrition ecourse produced by the Food Renegade. You can find them both on Facebook also. Great places to find information about REAL FOOD. Like butter. MMMMmmm butter.  And bacon.  MMMMmmmmm bacon.  I am SO into this right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you homeschool or if you just want to learn more about nutition, this course looks like it would be great. You can read a sample chapter of the book it is based on first. There is also a link to a detailed course description. Enter to win a FREE course! Then again, I want to win, which is part of the reason I am posting this.  So if YOU win, you have to fill me in on all of the gory details, ok?? Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for tonight, I am signing off. God bless you and goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-6198403435642087771?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/6198403435642087771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/09/progress-how-to-save-dime-and-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/6198403435642087771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/6198403435642087771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/09/progress-how-to-save-dime-and-giveaway.html' title='Progress, how to save a dime and a giveaway!'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-4139526189781359719</id><published>2010-09-18T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:46:01.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de-cluttering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper addict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clutter'/><title type='text'>The worst blogger on earth...</title><content type='html'>So, one of these days I will learn to be consistent! Maybe when the babies are older and my laundry is caught up and I don't have to cook breakfast/lunch/dinner and the dishes do themselves and I catch up on the gazillion emails in my inbox... Wow! How do these women make time to blog every day? And do all of the things they are apparently doing???&lt;br /&gt;I bought a "MomAgenda" planner to help me pull myself together.  But I still lug around a big black "Miche" bag along with my purse for all of the books and notebooks and music I seem to be incapable of being without.  I bought two blue plastic boxes in order to organize my bill paying "system" (I call it that lightly these days) and there they sit on my table next to the box that they were supposed  to replace. I need to put "write to do list" on my "to do list!"&lt;br /&gt;It is painfully obvious that there is no product/system/gadget/book, etc., that is going to  get me organized or purge my clutter or fix my diet and my waistline.  I was reading tonight on the "Small Notebook" site about purging papers and getting rid of things that seem impossible to get rid of, like every card your grandmother gave you.  Seems reasonable. And prudent. Expecially given that the paper clutter is my husband's biggest complaint.&lt;br /&gt; I refuse to believe that I am the only paper "addict" out there. In fact, having been a homecare nurse for 14 years, I know for a fact that I am not.  In fact, compared to some folks, I am immaculately clutter free! (kind of like "relative morality?" -but we won't go there now....) But that is no excuse. I really must put on my big girl panties and get to work!&lt;br /&gt;First things first-this week is officially paper purge week!  I will have three days to do this.  Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday will be my paper purging days. AND I WILL BLOG ABOUT IT EACH DAY.  To prove that I am serious, I just entered it in my "MomAgenda" planner, ha! It's the first thing on the page. If I knew where my camera was and could get the darn thing to upload photos, I'd show you. Maybe that will be on the agenda next week. You'll just have to "listen" to me for now. Use your imagination. Engage your brain!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else addicted to paper?  Want to start a support group?&lt;br /&gt;My first project will be the dining room table. And I promise to take a picture before and after like she did on Small Notebook.  Eventually I will post it. Pinky swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-4139526189781359719?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/4139526189781359719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/09/worst-blogger-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/4139526189781359719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/4139526189781359719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/09/worst-blogger-on-earth.html' title='The worst blogger on earth...'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-4410739961682359575</id><published>2010-08-21T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:10:49.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cowgirl hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo-Yo quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dairy barn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Maker&apos;s Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delaware County Fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Antebelllum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wandering Cowboy'/><title type='text'>Delaware County Fair</title><content type='html'>Today we ventured to Walton, NY for the Delaware County Fair. Having been to the Harford Fair earlier this week in Harford, PA, I figured it would just be another version of that. I was, however, very pleasantly surprised!&lt;br /&gt;If you have never been to the Delaware County Fair and you live in or near the Catskill region of Upstate NY, you are missing out. For a county fair, this was not only a big fair, but well organized, very clean, super friendly, and there was a lot to see and do besides the midway.  The areas which house the animals being shown are extremely clean, similar to my experience at the NYS Fair in Syracuse. We visited the petting area where there were the usual goats and sheep but also some very tame mama pigs with their piglets, a couple of Clydesdales that were just the biggest, sweetest lovers, a mama donkey and her foal, chicks, ducklings, bunnies and more. I had more fun in the petting zoo than the babies did!&lt;br /&gt;In the dairy barn we met Sunshine, a big beautiful black and white dairy cow (a Holstein?- I didn't ask). She is due in about 10 days but she was sweet enough to allow the babies to sit in the hay next to her ENORMOUS pregnant belly and have her picture taken with the babies. She was beautiful.  That's really a big compliment from me as I am not a dairy cow fan, having lived down the road from them for a bit in Greene, NY.  My husband actually turned to me and said, "We have to get a cow!"  Well, as long as we also get a goat because I actually prefer fresh goat's milk!&lt;br /&gt;At the "Wandering Cowboy" I finally got my cowgirl hat. The proprietor of the business helped me pick out a hat and a hat band. We commiserated over not being able to see Lady Antebellum tonight.  Me, because I didn't get tickets in time and my husband's band is playing tonight, and he, because he is working at the booth. I did clue him in to the fact that they will be at Chevy Court at the State Fair on September1st.  If you haven't been to the State Fair I will clue You  in too-no tickets are needed for Chevy Court! It's free seating. You just have to get there early to get a seat.  So if you see me there-say hi! And jsut to make my day, the "Wandering Cowboy" threw in my hat band for free as long as I promised to wear my hat onstage when I am out singing. So if you see me with my hat next time James and I play, now you'll know why! I feel more like a cowgirl everyday. Now if I could only find my horse....&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at the New Hope Church pancake tent! At 3pm we were eating biscuits and gravy with homefries (hashbrowns really) with coffee. Yum! I gotta learn to make homemade buiscuits and gravy. Maybe in my free time.&lt;br /&gt;And the icing on the cake was finding a handmade quilt for our new log bed that we bought in Lake George on vacation this year. It's a beautiful king size "Yo-Yo" quilt with a blue plaid background and yo-yo's in every color imaginable so it will really go with anything and everything that I might like to put on the bed with it.  If you are not a quilter (neither am I) and you don't know what yo-yo's are, they kind of look like a gathered button made of fabric that is then tacked onto the quilt. On my quilt they are about 2-3 inches in diameter and spaced about 2 inches apart. On a king size quilt there are A LOT of yo-yo's! I can't imagine how long it took to make and she did it by hand!  We will have this quilt forever. My children will have to fight over it when I die. Perhaps I will give it to the child who treats me the best in my fragile old age...  It's already on my bed completing my log cabin look! I love it! (Oh yeah, we actually DO live in a log cabin, duh...)&lt;br /&gt;The day was rounded out by a pretzel dog on a stick, a gigunda fruit smoothie and, of course, deep fried Oreo's!  I intended on getting my fried Oreo fix at the Harford Fair but none of us spotted them until we were walking out.  The stand I bought my Oreo's at also had deep fried Snickers, Pop Tart's and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! I would have given in to my deep fried obsession if I hadn't been reading "The Maker's Diet" on the way to the fair! So I settled for the Oreo's since that's what's been on my mind all week. And now I am good until next year. Or at least until the NYS Fair at the end of the month!  Then it'll be fried scallops and oysters (which aren't on the "Maker's Diet" either, but hey, a girl's gotta live!)...&lt;br /&gt;So the Delaware County Fair is a keeper in my book. We will certainly be back next year. And then I will once again have to choose between the Snickers, the PB&amp;amp;J, the Pop Tarts, and the Oreo's.  Decisions, decisions...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll be showing our new cow...  &lt;br /&gt;P.S. check back again in a day or so as I may have figured out how to upload my photos by then. I am about ready to throw the computer out the window right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-4410739961682359575?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/4410739961682359575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/08/delaware-county-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/4410739961682359575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/4410739961682359575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/08/delaware-county-fair.html' title='Delaware County Fair'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-8053423015557439024</id><published>2010-08-20T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T10:45:16.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim Hull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McGirk&apos;s Irish Pub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz Hull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country music'/><title type='text'>I'm offically a musician!</title><content type='html'>So, one of my dreams has been to start playing as a duo with my husband, Jim. He's been in a band "Old Friends" in one way shape or form for over 20 years. They are pretty successful locally and have a good following from Syracuse, NY to Scranton,PA. They've even played at a beach house in the Hamptons which was kind of cool (except that it was really sad to see the way they have ruined the beach with rows of mini-mansions...it actually made me cry to see it).&lt;br /&gt;After meeting my hubby and hearing him play for the first time, I kind of got the bug to start playing my guitar again. Except that I didn't have one anymore. So he bought me a really sweet Taylor and I started practicing and taking lessons again. Turns out that the same guy I took lessons with as a teenager plays with my husband and his band. Huh. Did I mention that my husband is 14 years older than I am ? &lt;br /&gt;Then my husband (then boyfriend-that sounds funny now) let me get up and sing a song with the band.  And what did I do? Pulled the mic right out of the stand, disconnecting it right in the middle of the song! Oh yeah, they're not all cordless like on karaoke night...Oops!&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 4 years my desire to go out and play music has grown and my husband and I got our feet wet playing at the local nursing home where I was working.  My mom "hired" us to play for one of her church-lady meetings for St Patrick's Day (we do some Irish music since that's his band's specialty). And then I got to sit in as a member of the band last year for a gig when the other guitar player couldn't be there.  That was nerve-wracking!&lt;br /&gt;So now Jim and I are officially up and running as a duo. Last night we played our second gig at McGirk's Irish Pub in Chenango Bridge, NY.  I have to admit that I have kind of forced my husband to do this. Not that he didn't want to but he and his ex-wife used to have a country band that broke up when they did and I think he kind of had a sense of "here we go again."  Except that I'm not her and he's not the man he used to be (in a REALLY good way!).  I was "threatening" ( I say that only half jesting-when I want something-I WANT IT!)  to go out and find my own band if he didn't do this so I guess he figured what the heck.  I wouldn't want to do this without him anyway. He's the one who created this beast. The least he can do is help feed the darn thing!!&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Jim is an excellent guitar player because my skills leave much to be desired. I tend to get lost because I like listening to him play and then I lose my place or forget to come in singing! I guess it's good that I like to listen to him but when you're the show, paying attention is helpful...  Needless to say, we are a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;Naming our duo is maybe the biggest challenge we have. Well, that and the fact that I am terrible at harmonizing-I mean, come on, I want to sing the MELODY! Seriously I have thrown out dozens of names, even going so far as to hold a "Name the Band" contest with our friends on Facebook and still no luck.  Jim is calling us "The Hull's" and we're listed as just Jim &amp;amp; Liz Hull on the ad's. I like "James &amp;amp; Elizabeth."  I also like "North Creek" -it's actually the name of the town we just vacationed in in the Adirondak's-but he thinks it's too close to his ex-country band's name "North Country."  I say, whatever! (lol) That band had been defunct for something like 10+ years.  It may actually be more like 14.  So then I came up with Crazy Creek.  Saw that on a sign also! We are certainly crazy! I am just calling us "The Whatever's" for now. Maybe someone can come up with a great name and send it to me in a comment. That is, if anyone actually reads my posts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-8053423015557439024?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/8053423015557439024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-offically-musician.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/8053423015557439024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/8053423015557439024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-offically-musician.html' title='I&apos;m offically a musician!'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-978529841811669822</id><published>2010-08-03T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:45:17.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nourishing Traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infant development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><title type='text'>Let's try this again...</title><content type='html'>Once every 3 or 4 months isn't bad right? I have no idea how other folks post daily when they are caring for their children and other ventures. I am in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now on the "Real Food" journey.  Don't ask me where this started but somewhere along the line I started reading about real food and then I started reading Nourished Kitchen's blog, signed up for an online class (which I am taking the sllllloooowwww way...), picked up a copy of "Nourishing Traditions" and here we are.  Gotta love eating fat again!  Butter makes everything better, doesn't it? And cream top yogurt? Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motivation for this is to provide the girls with the best start nutritionally that I can.  They like egg yolks and even ate some of the liver I made for them. They eat the plain full fat yogurt that I buy (haven't gotten to making yogurt yet) and I have started buying raw goat's milk for them as well.  They get butter on all their veggies and I have stopped giving them grain cereals except for soaked oats and whatever is in their little snack "puffs"-there are TWO of them you know, and sometimes a mom's gotta do... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to figure out what keep s giving Annabeth diaper rash. She eats so many different things (like the stuff that Daddy and Grandma sneak to her and Molly). Annabeth definitely is prone to rashes and breaks out from seemingly phantom contact with things in her environment.  This does seem to be somewhat improved with the elimination of "baby" cereal.  But she has been this way since birth.  I am praying to avoid full-blown eczema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is still a month or so behind Annabeth in development but she is doing more and more everyday. She is 3-4 pounds lighter but her head circumference and length are within a half inch of Annabeth.  Her feet are literally half the size of her sister's. Sometimes it seems as if I have a 3 year old and an infant. They are so different!  Having twins is such a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see if I can (finally) keep up with posts. Maybe someone will actually read this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-978529841811669822?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/978529841811669822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-try-this-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/978529841811669822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/978529841811669822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-try-this-again.html' title='Let&apos;s try this again...'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-8351883142567863774</id><published>2010-05-19T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:43:21.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking myself up by the bootstraps...</title><content type='html'>So, it's been what? Five months since my last post? Life sort of gets away from you that way, doesn't it? So this will be brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twins are 8 months old. They are hands down the cutest babies in the world. As James says, sorry to all the runnersup. Or is it runnerups? Either way, I love these little people that God gave me to raise. The fact that there are two of them blows me away everyday. He trusted me with A LOT! It's a cliche, I know, but it's a privilege to be the mom of twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabeth Grace has been pulling up to stand for three weeks+ and can now let go and stand for a few seconds. I predict he will be walking by 9 months. Molly just rolled over from her back to belly for James about 2 days ago but has yet to do it again. She did, however, pull up to stand tonight. She was sitting in my lap and pulled up on the plastic bin in front of us that I was putting their clothes in. She was so proud of herself, smiling. She did it at least 5 times. I feel like the only mama in the world! And here I am, the one who is always saying that everyone acts as if they are the first mom/dad to have a baby ever... And these aren't even my first babies! So pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working full time and hating it. How does anyone work full time with twins and get any semblance of sleep? Let alone get housework done or time alone with the hubs or anything other than work and babycare? I think I'd have to get up at 4 am in order to get out of the house on time in the morning. And then it would still be questionable. They always wake up just as I am getting ready to get out of bed. I am pretty sure they have mom-dar. They have baby walkie-talkies and they say stuff like, " ok, I just nursed. She's gonna get up in 3 minutes. Start crying now and she'll nurse you too..." It's baby sabotage every morning. I cannot get a shower, wash my hair AND remember everything I am supposed to bring with me that day. It's one or the other. The "other" days mean that I have to come back home during the day sometime to get my pump, my cell phone, my laptop, my purse, my bag, my calendar, or, Lord help me, put my underwear on the right way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 11:20pm, I am sitting at my bomb shelter/diningroom table, and James is sitting across from me on another laptop watching some crazy news shows. In fact, just took a break to watch the gay weatherman freak out over a cockroach on set. This is how we bond nowadays. That, and sending Facebook messages back and forth. Yes, also sitting across the table from each other on our laptops. Gotta love modern romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we will bring the "real" computer downstairs and set it up by the next timeI post and I can add pics of the babies (let's be honest, no one really wants to see us). We've only been talking about it for 6 months...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-8351883142567863774?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/8351883142567863774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/05/picking-myself-up-by-bootstraps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/8351883142567863774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/8351883142567863774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2010/05/picking-myself-up-by-bootstraps.html' title='Picking myself up by the bootstraps...'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-68606897466900695</id><published>2009-12-09T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:47:34.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Snow and Weddings and Baby Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yay! More snow! My friend Catie is getting married January 2nd so we are all praying for snow so she can have really pretty pics of her wedding day! Of course her pictures will be beautiful with or without snow but it would be a really nice touch. God are you listening???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;James and I are coming up on our 2 year anniversary. It's December 23rd. We figured no one would have anything going on in the couple days before Christmas and we would get married then.... Actually it was more like we had gotten engaged, had no concrete plans for our wedding other than that I didn't want to go into ANY debt to get married. Then we started premarital counseling with our pastor. After our second meeting we looked at each other afterwards and said, let's just do this! So within two, yes 2 weeks, I had the entire wedding planned and 2 weeks after that we did it! Kind of crazy but it kind of goes with our life! And we did it with no debt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nwjM4eqI/AAAAAAAAADY/jOpwEdU-nqc/s1600-h/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413300098391636642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nwjM4eqI/AAAAAAAAADY/jOpwEdU-nqc/s320/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Instead of a cake we had a cupcake tree! A friend from work made this for us as well as platters of yummy cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nwdp_GPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u0R3vvU-MR8/s1600-h/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413300096903092466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nwdp_GPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u0R3vvU-MR8/s320/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jessie, Rachel and Claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Of course we had to do it smaller than we would have otherwise. We had about 50 close friends and immediate family at Cortese restaurant in Binghamton NY. Our ceremony was held at a church building in Endicott and it was our last meeting in that church. (We now meet in homes). After the ceremony we went to the mall (gasp!) to have pictures taken with Santa at the center court, only to find that Santa was on his lunch break :( . We didn't have time to wait so we just sat in his chair and took pictures with a pretty Christmas background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nwGxBvpI/AAAAAAAAADI/t4ynqNri-fM/s1600-h/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413300090758610578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nwGxBvpI/AAAAAAAAADI/t4ynqNri-fM/s320/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me and Jessie--she so little here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nvq31a6I/AAAAAAAAADA/IWZUPfJIOK8/s1600-h/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413300083270970274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nvq31a6I/AAAAAAAAADA/IWZUPfJIOK8/s320/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Santa James!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nvQqy0jI/AAAAAAAAAC4/b4olt86idpk/s1600-h/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413300076236952114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nvQqy0jI/AAAAAAAAAC4/b4olt86idpk/s320/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Saying our vows. Couldn't get through this without crying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My only disappointment was that it had snowed the week of the wedding but on the day of, it rained, so the snow was melting and we couldn't take pictures outside. It was a wonderful day anyway because I had married James. He is my special gift from God. Or maybe it's the other way around... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And here we are 2 years later with 2 little babies who keep me up until 2 or 3 am or later every night. Wow has our life changed since our wedding day! But that's how God designed it. How boring would it be to never have the sound of crying babies in your house, especially in the middle of the night??? To never have little toes to tickle, bellies to kiss, warm little bodies to hug (and diapers to change and barf to clean up...)? And later we'll have lots of giggles and messes and most of all LOVE. Isn't that the point? Lots of Love. We could fill our house up with all kinds of things that look pretty and smell good all the time and stay clean but if we don't have people to love, how empty all of that is! How very lonely and sad without little babies and children and (smelly) dogs and (annoying) cats and a strange little tortoise? Our life is certainly full now! When James gets annoyed because of things that pile up or interrupted sleep or other side effects of a full life I like to remind him of how empty and lonely he'd be if I hadn't come along and filled him up! He'd end up being the old cat guy without me and the kids! Now, he's a dog man and a dad and a hubby as well as all the things he was before (a super talented musician and actor, smart, funny, clever, good cook...) and I get to be a wife and baby mama and schedule coordinator and accountant (I prefer CFO) as well as a nurse practitioner and former party girl. I also get to sing and (sort of) play guitar! How cool is that?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My prayer today is that my friend Catie is blessed with an even fuller life after her wedding. That God fills her life with blessings and love. And a bit of snow on her wedding day would be really swell too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-68606897466900695?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/68606897466900695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-and-weddings-and-baby-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/68606897466900695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/68606897466900695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-and-weddings-and-baby-blessings.html' title='Snow and Weddings and Baby Blessings'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sx_nwjM4eqI/AAAAAAAAADY/jOpwEdU-nqc/s72-c/jim+and+liz%27s+wedding+122307+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-203526018772417979</id><published>2009-12-08T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:27:32.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kindness of strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Beautiful cold day in Bingoland! Snow on the ground. Roosters crowing. Babies crying. Doesn't get any better than this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Has anyone noticed how cooperative and polite telemarketers have become??? Mind you I'm not getting collection calls (anymore...). Somehow I got on a list. Most likely from the internet. My bad. But (!) each time I've gotten a call, the person on the other end has been friendly, curteous and quite easily gotten rid of with a one time declaration of "no, I'm not interested in taking classes right now" or "no, I'm not interested in a home based business opportunity with Visa/MC."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; Maybe it's because I don't yell at them, or otherwise be rude, and actually give them a minute to talk, but I've had some downright pleasant calls lately. Lots of "thank you for your time", "have a nice day/evening", etc., pleasant voices that you can hear the smile in, and (bonus) most of them have been native English speakers. The one exception was equally as pleasant (from India perhaps?). Is the world becoming a nicer place? Probably not. Did they give "nice" classes at the call centers? Most likely no. I think it's just the power of treating someone else the way you'd like to be treated. Imagine having their job. 9 out of 10 people hanging up on you, telling you off, whatever. I'm amazed they have the energy to be polite to anyone let alone actually sound pleasant. So maybe, by my being polite and nice first, it comes boomeranging back. At least I'd like to think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So the next time you get a telemarketing call, say "hi", be polite, say "no, thank you and Merry Christmas" with a smile in your voice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and see what happens.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You may be pleasantly surprised. And maybe make someone else's day not so unpleasant. "Do unto others as you would have done to you." Good precept to live by.  Jesus wasn't just talking to hear himself speak, you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Have a nice day! Really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-203526018772417979?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/203526018772417979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/kindness-of-strangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/203526018772417979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/203526018772417979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/kindness-of-strangers.html' title='The kindness of strangers'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-8110533843954400964</id><published>2009-12-06T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:46:09.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving day'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyUiN00K6I/AAAAAAAAACw/_2DppQ1THkQ/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412364167740140450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyUiN00K6I/AAAAAAAAACw/_2DppQ1THkQ/s320/09Thanksgiving171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Annabeth and Poppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Spent Turkey day with the 'rents. All four kids present and accounted for. My brother and his wife Tracy were not present as they are currently in New Mexico. Marc is stationed there for now. He is presently scheduled to be deployed to Afghanistan in early 2010. When he returns, they will be transferring to South Korea for the remainder of a 2-year tour of duty. Marc will be home for Christmas, however and Tracy will be here January 2nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQx9rlizI/AAAAAAAAACo/j5IxcEPDNsc/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412360040237861682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQx9rlizI/AAAAAAAAACo/j5IxcEPDNsc/s320/09Thanksgiving162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;James and I. Haven't quite gotten my glow back yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQxvZKpXI/AAAAAAAAACg/E8Y4KQR8UBU/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412360036402505074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQxvZKpXI/AAAAAAAAACg/E8Y4KQR8UBU/s320/09Thanksgiving185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chris holding his baby sister Molly. They are almost exactly 15 years apart. His birthday is the 20th and they were born on the 19th. The girls were due on his birthday but luckily he doesn't have to share now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQxSZt5oI/AAAAAAAAACY/vRYCaOPjAjU/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412360028620187266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQxSZt5oI/AAAAAAAAACY/vRYCaOPjAjU/s320/09Thanksgiving184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jess and Annabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQxLJSIEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JdD2YErMFFs/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412360026672209986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQxLJSIEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JdD2YErMFFs/s320/09Thanksgiving132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mama and Annabee! We're both Pastey White!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQw5770BI/AAAAAAAAACI/bC5QzkqJbDQ/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412360022052818962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyQw5770BI/AAAAAAAAACI/bC5QzkqJbDQ/s320/09Thanksgiving127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I call this tough but beautiful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNBuR3hdI/AAAAAAAAACA/DS-d9ExQwRs/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412355912934852050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNBuR3hdI/AAAAAAAAACA/DS-d9ExQwRs/s320/09Thanksgiving135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Annabeth smiling at mommy! Not sure where her shirt is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNBeEC3iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3D8-wB8gMtE/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412355908581908002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNBeEC3iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3D8-wB8gMtE/s320/09Thanksgiving122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sleepy Annabee in her seat. Almost made it through dinner without a baby, but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNBEf0UNI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPwMx1xXWTg/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412355901719072978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNBEf0UNI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPwMx1xXWTg/s320/09Thanksgiving120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This one wasn't having it! What? You're gonna eat without me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412355894893472562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNArEd6zI/AAAAAAAAABo/wk9j3Seo77U/s320/09Thanksgiving119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What you lookin' at, Willis? This is evil Molly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNAWv_TYI/AAAAAAAAABg/6ieN-6Mk4cE/s1600-h/09Thanksgiving117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412355889438870914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyNAWv_TYI/AAAAAAAAABg/6ieN-6Mk4cE/s320/09Thanksgiving117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The hat really makes the look for her, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I didn't include any pics of my mom because for some reason she had decided to fashion her hair into a mohawk for the day. Apparently Jessica had told her she should get a mohawk haircut and this was my mom's way of being funny. Didn't think it should be broadcast over the internet just how warped my mom is. Love you mom! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This year I am thankful for all four of my children, for the safe delivery of the two newest little Hull's, for my husband who was a wonderful support during my pregnancy, and for all the babysitting my parents are going to be doing (!). I am also grateful to God that we live in a free country where we are not persecuted for our religious choices and still have the freedom to worship as we choose. I am grateful to our military personnel who keep our country free and who give their lives on a daily basis to safeguard our liberties. I thank God for every breath I breathe and for all the blessings he bestows on me and my family. Most importantly I thank Him for His saving grace, without which we would have no hope. God bless you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-8110533843954400964?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/8110533843954400964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-day-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/8110533843954400964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/8110533843954400964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-day-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving Day 2009'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxyUiN00K6I/AAAAAAAAACw/_2DppQ1THkQ/s72-c/09Thanksgiving171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-7824729702791730090</id><published>2009-12-05T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:59:08.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promised pics...more to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sxq5zb38_JI/AAAAAAAAABY/nABHJJMZFpg/s1600-h/jfh21+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411842195545980050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sxq5zb38_JI/AAAAAAAAABY/nABHJJMZFpg/s320/jfh21+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    5 hours old and already they are playing "back-up singer"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyGGM-o-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/yffEb5cKU0k/s1600-h/jfh2+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411833720053081058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyGGM-o-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/yffEb5cKU0k/s320/jfh2+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this is miss Molly Elizabeth, Day 1, just an hour old. She really reminded me of my brother when he was a baby. She was quite dark and ruddy right at birth whereas he sister was pale, or "pastey white" as her father so lovingly described her. They have continued to have very different complexions. Molly is the "latin" baby and Annabeth is the "white" child. My mother, God bless her, wanted a black grandchild. Apparently she hasn't noticed what color my husband is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyF9tan1I/AAAAAAAAABI/346hmpGbWPk/s1600-h/Jessica+holding+Molly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411833717773213522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyF9tan1I/AAAAAAAAABI/346hmpGbWPk/s320/Jessica+holding+Molly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's big sister Jessica holding Molly. Molly so kindly inaurated Jess by peeing on her. Jess was very proud of her Molly pee and felt she had bonded with her over this experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyFkmA4eI/AAAAAAAAABA/HLKr81R1hvY/s1600-h/first+time+side+by+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411833711031280098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyFkmA4eI/AAAAAAAAABA/HLKr81R1hvY/s320/first+time+side+by+side.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they are comparing notes about the birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey, did they cut your cord too???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyFLNPs_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/HWpyI2BZD1I/s1600-h/1125092125b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411833704216507378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyFLNPs_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/HWpyI2BZD1I/s320/1125092125b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little bit bigger. These are from about 3 weeks ago. Molly still looks like my brother but she really looks like my dad, haircut and all! She's got big blue eyes and no hair on top! Annabeth (left) looks like daddy especially from the nose down but also looks very much like my 2 month old baby pictures on the wall at my mom's. There's hope for her yet!!! They are both smiling now and starting to babble. Of course they stop grinning as soon as you pull out the camera! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so actually I had uploaded (downloaded?) more pics from the birth of Annabeth and Molly but for some reason these were the only ones that "took".  Guess I still need to work the kinks out. Do they have "Blogging for Dummies"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise to post more of Annabeth as well as both of them more recently very soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you ready for Christmas???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James and I are going to look for a fake tree this year.  I will just have to burn a candle to get that nice pine scent in the house. But I have enough other lovely stuff to sweep off the floor everyday without adding pine needles to the mess. Now the challenge is to find a Made in America tree.  Wish us luck!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxqyE82MHnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/32XuwKQH2yU/s1600-h/Jess%26Rachel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-7824729702791730090?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/7824729702791730090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/promised-picsmore-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/7824729702791730090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/7824729702791730090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/promised-picsmore-to-come.html' title='Promised pics...more to come'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/Sxq5zb38_JI/AAAAAAAAABY/nABHJJMZFpg/s72-c/jfh21+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674933014681556814.post-2279091118055623592</id><published>2009-12-04T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:51:37.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twin homebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midwife'/><title type='text'>In the beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There was James and I. Happily married for a year. Thought it would be swell to have a baby. James has no other children. This is a second marriage for both of us. Got pregnant immediately. (Just call me fertile Myrtle). At six weeks hemorrhaged and thought I was miscarrying. Had an ultrasound only to find--TWO heartbeats! We were having fraternal twins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My hubby and I have been married for almost 2 years (December 23rd) and this year we were blessed with the birth of twin (!) daughters. (photos to come once I figure this thing out!) The girls were born on September 19th, the day before their brother's 15th birthday and their "official" due date. So if you do the math you will realize that I have two other children from my first marriage. Chris is now 15 and his sis Jess is 12. Baby sisters Annabeth and Molly are now 2 1/2 months old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;One most challenging things about having the twins, besides the delivery of course, was finding a provider who didn't want to rush me off for a c-section or tie me to a bed with monitors, hence necessitating a c-section. After a few interviews and a lot of phone calls and prayer we found a certified midwife comfortable attending a twin birth at home. None of the midwives in our area are "allowed" to do twin birth in the hospital because of the malpractice insurance companies. Alot of them are younger and have not been trained to deliver twins anyway. They aren't even allowing them to attend VBAC's (vaginal birth after cesarean). Our choice turned out to be the right one. It just took a couple of months of searching and a few anxiety attacks over the process, but I finally found peace with our choice and was able to pursue my dream of having a home birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My first two children were born in the hospital with a midwife. Preparing for a homebirth was both exciting and scary. The thought of having to transfer to the hospital if something went wrong wasn't pleasant to say the least but we took the responsibility for whatever happened after educating ourselvesa about all the possibilities. Our midwife encouraged us saying that I was a healthy woman who just happened to have two babies instead of just one. I figured if my grandmother could do it, so could I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I do gotta tell you that the last couple of weeks of a twin pregnancy are not fun. In fact it really sucked. Way worse than a singleton! It hurt to sit, to lay down, to walk... The only real relief I got was the night we took a trial run of the pool. I got to float for few blissful minutes in the kiddie pool in our bedroom. Then it was back to reality. I was a HOUSE. My ankles were foreign to me--all swollen and squishy. My abdomen would morph shapes as the babies wiggled around. Baby B kept flipping around from cephalic to breech and when she was breech her head was literally ON TOP of my ribcage. There were many moments of crying, wondering when it would finally be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I had one round of false labor the Tuesday before I delivered. Called in the midwife and everything. But by the afternoon it had disappeared and I didn't have anymore contractions until my water broke Saturday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I had just gotten up from a nap before my older kids were coming with a friend. As I was telling my husband James that I was going to take a shower, my water broke, right in the kitchen. Not having had this experience with my first two, it was quite shocking! I couldn't believe how much fluid coursed out of me onto the kitchen floor! Amazing. And it kept coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Five minutes later my kids show up with their friend Rachel. So all three were there for the births. Thankfully, Rachel was also born at home and has seen her sister give birth as well, so she was a great support for my daughter who wasn't too sure about the whole thing. The girls ended up watching from the foot of my bed while I labored and gave birth on a mattress just below. Chris opted to hangout in his room until the babies were born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Labor was on hands and knees the whole time because Baby A wouldn't tolerate any other position but she was fine as long as I stayed on all fours. Mercifully labor was relatively short-only 3 hours until I was pushing and then an hour for the first baby and 18 more minutes for the second. Labor was really painful and I think it was because my water broke, leaving me with no cushion, plus, my body had to work harder being so stretched out with two babies and it being 12 years since my last birth. But it hurt like you-know-what, let me tell you! My daughter Jess' birth, on the other hand, wasn't painful at all. I used the Bradley Method with her and it was wonderful. This labor was so intense though that no amount of relaxing was going to make it better. Plus I couldn't change positions. I did try the tub but by the time I got in, the water had cooled too much and really didn't feel good. I like HOT water and it was barely lukewarm. My friend Jo was a lifesaver, applying back pressure for me with each contraction. I felt like I would have flown apart if she hadn't done that! Thank you Jo! (Jo has 9 children so she knows what she's doing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My hubby was a wonderful coach and held my hands as I hung onto him throughout the whole ordeal. He was very supportive of the homebirth and said he wouldn't have it any other way. It was just as he imagined. Did he imagine me being in excruciating pain??? Nice! That part wasn't in MY birth plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It was certainly a relief to deliver the babies. Both were head down. Molly was born second and was born sunny side up (posterior) and with her membranes intact. I thought it interesting that Annabeth's "bubble" broke ahead of time but then they actually had a hard time breaking Molly's after she was born. Both fine at delivery. Apgars of 9 and 10. Annabeth even nursed right away while I pushed her sister out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The sleepless "fun" began-but I'll save the gory details for my next post! I am very grateful to my husband, my friends Jo and Deanna, my midwives (I had 4 of them at my house!) and most of all to my God for a safe home delivery of my very exhausting but precious baby girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674933014681556814-2279091118055623592?l=lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/feeds/2279091118055623592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/2279091118055623592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674933014681556814/posts/default/2279091118055623592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizabethhullinthewall.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning...'/><author><name>Lizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12504425510364885668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHAdCiL7H3k/SxoQaWkwy1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hQ6el1rx574/S220/006_6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
