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Gender: Female
Interests: camping, hiking, music, roadtrips, spending family time together, making fires from really wet wood, taking too many pictures, scrapbooking, cooking, natural/holistic health, eating garlic filled food, kissing Esther's cheeks, making Nate laugh, chocoholics anonymous, people, health, researching useful info, songwriting, childbirth, homebirth, the church, museums, food fights....but I reserve the right to apply no labels to myself:0D
Occupation: Artist
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Member Since:
12/23/2004
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| I'm moving my blog for now.It's been good, xanga! I'm moving my blog to http://simple-gifts.blogspot.com/ .
Come visit, and let me know if you have a Blogger (or other) account! I'd love to keep in touch!
Blessings, Ashley. 
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| I'm still alive!I'm breathing, just have a LOT going on lately. More on this later...
when I can find the time and hands to update!! Maybe later tonight. 
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| How mama got her groove backTwo weeks ago, our house was mayhem, toys were everywhere, E was getting into *everything*, and because my tiny one was so sick, I couldn't do diddly about it.
I function best in orderly surroundings, so putting a sleep deprived me in an untidy, small apartment with two climbing, crawling little ones was like putting a balloon in a porcupine farm. Something was bound to blow.  As in "Pop goes the Mommy".
So, last week, mommy went crusading against clutter. (Awwww, man, now I sound like Martha Stewart and Flylady's joint brainchild...I've squarely arrived in "momhood") I bagged up all the non-wearable baby clothes (but kept the most special dresses and outfits so that in the moments when my girls are growing much too fast, I can run upstairs and open the little tupperware box and snort in the baby scent like Mommy crack. When that stops working, who knows? Maybe I'll have to go and have another )
10 bags of giveaway! 4 bags of trash! As much as it grieved the tree hugger in my heart, 3769 popscicle sticks in my cabinets went the way of the 8-track. Clear containers for each set of toys with tiny pieces that scatter from my reach like pepper from a soap-laden finger in a cup of water. (<<<ohhhh, she was home schooled, then! That explains a lot! ....wait...ironically, only a homeschooler would get that joke. hmm.) All the puzzles live in the puzzle box, the little pots in pans in the dishes box, and so forth. It's working brilliantly, and Bess and I both find it less overwhelming to put away on box before another can be opened.
And while it wouldn't pass a white glove test, my house is much neater and more manageable, even in the midst of teething.
And, thank you Flylady, the one thing that does do a lot to help my general attitude is to actually get completely dressed in the morning. To anyone without 2 kids under 3, that statement probably sounds really pitiful. Teehee. One day you'll understand. Any week with 5 showers in it is a goooood week. 
Smellin' good. 
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| Gardisilhttp://judicialwatch.org/6299.shtml
So sad, and so not surprising. I feel such grief for those girls and their families. 
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| Memorial WeekendWe drove down to my parent's house on Friday, and are spending memorial day weekend with them here in ATL. My brother is planning a weekend for this Aug (congrats, bro and J!), and the girls have been their usual curious selves, so we've had plenty of talking and entertainment. Nomi loves the puppies here, but only at a distance. She yells and growls at them whey they won't come to her, but squeals and climbs me like a tree when they get too close.  Essie's been "cooking" for us on the special playstove grandma keeps at her house for her, and having a good time reading lots with Paga and grandma. She made me giggle this week as she prepared herself for going to the nursery at mom and dad's church. She was chatting half to herself and half to us on the way to the church this morning: "Last time, someone pushed Essie. Essie says, 'No push me!' The boy doesn't push me anymore, and he shouldn't push because it's NOT kind. Essie will say, 'No pushing! Dat's not nice!" *Giggle* So she prepared herself in the back seat, and sure enough, that's exactly what she did. She put her hands on her hips, scrunched up her nose and said, "No pushing!! Thats NOT nice!" hehehe. I absolutely adore her pluck.
OK. So I'm totally in love with the Dekalb Farmer's Market. My mom, brother and some friends have been telling me how great it is for a year now, and so we loaded up the girls in shopping cart and a mei tai and set out into the giant (cold) store. It's a crunchy/veggie/raw food/foreign food freak's paradise, and I had *such* a hard time limiting myself in what I picked to bring home. I ended up with 2lbs of red lentils, 1 lb of brown lentils, 1 lb of raw almonds, raw sunflowers seeds, raw pumkin seeds, dehydrated ginger, dehydtated mangos, sun dried tomatoes, dried dates, gold curry paste, green curry paste, ginger paste, coconut milk, goat cheese, a half gallon of hazelnut milk, a box of tamarindos (or, mushishi, as Nate calls them), 3 avacodos, 3 giant sweet potatoes, a box of stevia, a lb of seseme seeds, flax seeds, fava beans and a big bottle of sea salt. I was completely cheered to see that they carried all sort of gluten free flour, but will have to make another trip sometime when I have a list of baking ingrediants with me.  The super fun thing is that they have a big cafeteria there and mom, Nate, the girls and I all ate there for $15, pay per pound style. Between all of us, we had moussaka, kimchi, baked chicken with fennel and figs, lamb somosas, lentil samosas, taboule salad, baked parsnips and apples, ratatoulli, eggplant parmesean....you the idea. It was delish, and quite impressive for the price. Can you tell I get excited about food? | | |
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