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Today, was hot.  I guess I really shouldn't complain about our 90 degree weather when over half the country is in 100+ weather.  But still, for us Northwesterners, it's hot.   THANK GOODNESS for our current living situation.  We are in a daylight basement (which doesn't actually feel like a basement at all considering the whole west side has huge windows all the way across) and have not yet had to turn the air on (which we so awesomely have!) during the day.  While it is currently 90 outside, it is a measly 72 inside.  I'll admit, I cracked the sliding door open for a while to even get it up to there from the 68 degrees we came home to after church.  We are wearing jeans and sweatshirts up in here!   But seriously, so thankful we have a cool and comfortable place to call home! One benefit to the hot weather, is that it has seemed to completely melt away the clouds.  There are still a few fluff balls up there (typical to Oregon) but the sky seriously cou

Bam.  Gone.  Yes! Wednesday night, I left to go to the gym at 6 PM.  Our kitchen was clean and ant free.  When I got home at 7:30, the floor by the side door I came in was COVERED in ants.  Like, hundreds of ants.  EEEEWW.  That was one of the things I hated most about our house in Salem.  I thought maybe we had gotten lucky and wouldn't have to deal with that here.  Apparently, I was wrong. One tiny dropped piece of gram cracker was the culprit. I immediately recruited Jeffrey to come to the store with me to get some ant killer.  We settled on the little ant food/poison houses that we have used before.  They had worked at our last place pretty well so I hoped they would do the same here.  By yesterday morning, not much had changed.  The ants didn't seem to fond of my sneaky 'houses' and they were running around like crazy.  I was frantic to get rid of them.  I remembered something that had worked at our first house and decided to give it a try again.  After my morn

I wouldn't say that I am an overly emotional person.  I have always thought that I am pretty well in tune with them and they rarely get the better of me in situations.  My logic is usually able to balance things out. Yesterday, I was watching a show and there was a ballet scene featuring one single dancer on the stage.  She radiated strength, passion, and was so full of life.  It was so incredibly beautiful and as silly as it sounds, it brought tears to my eyes. When I was younger, I can remember my Mom getting teary eyed over everything.  We could be watching a movie or tv show and she would be wiping her eyes over a beautiful song, reuniting of a family, a piece of music, anything.  I remember always thinking that it was so silly.  Call it genetics, but I now do the same thing.  Maybe it's growing up and being more secure in who I am, but it happens, often.  I am usually able to feel it coming on and quickly distract myself or think of something else when in a

I ate it. It's gone. It was yummy. And then I thought of sharing it. . . Therefore, I have no picture of this delicious dinner to show you: Jane's Enchiladas! Every time I come across this recipe in my cookbook, I think of my Aunt Jane, naturally, because it was named after her when she passed it on to my family. Jane Nymeyer was actually not my biological aunt, but most certainly was an aunt in so many ways. She came into my life when I was in a 5th grade and my mom was in a low point in her struggle with lupus. She and her husband (suitably called "uncle Rich") helped us through that time and remained close friends with our family. She passed away from cancer the summer after my mom did. I remember that she was spending some of her last weeks in the Christian Health Care Center and my dad, brother, sister, and I stopped by after church one Sunday. At the time, it ("it" being sickness and death) was still too painful to see her as I was still dealing with t

Today is valentines day (in case the stores and advertisements didn't clue you in on that). On my drive to work I started thinking about what exactly valentines day means to me. Some people argue that it is a day for expressing love to all your dear friends and family. While still others believe it is simply about the romantic love between a couple. I'm not sure I feel strongly one way or the other. Other than elementary school, I have never been one to buy valentines and candy for everyone. I shoot a few texts out and feel a little extra "lovey" all day but that's about it. I never dated anyone before Jeffrey so I never had a special someone to share the holiday with either. Usually all my girlfriends would get together and celebrate singleness. It was never really a big deal to me. Now that I'm married, however, I am really "feeling the love". Jeffrey and I don't get carried away with it or anything (I would hope that we wouldn't sh

Phew. Finally sitting down after a busy morning. Jeffrey and I got up at 6 AM this morning to get some important things done - I can't tell you why now, but will let you know later =). I ate a yummy pear (yes, still detoxing and feeling fabulous) and drank a cup of coffee (I decided not to exclude coffee during my detox, good choice) and was out the door by 7:40, hauling. . . well, can't tell you that just yet. After completing a list of cooking, baking, cleaning, and laundry at the Bell's, I have finally plopped down on the couch, all cozy and such. On the the more important reason for this post: O. My. Goodness. Have you noticed this amazing sun today? Correction: Of course you did! How could you miss it. It's A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. We have had a pretty gloomy January here in Portland, so I am very thankful to have a little warmth =) I believe a walk is in order today with my little guy! Come quickly springtime - I am ready for you! Happy Friday. ~SheriLynn

My Mom died of melanoma 5 years ago on January 19. This issue is so dear to my heart, especially since it is something that is so avoidable. Please watch and spread the word in her memory. http://www.thatvideosite.com/v/3386 ~SheriLynn