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Seven Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 12)

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I attended my first Pasadena MOPS meeting this past Tuesday. It’s weird going to a *new* group, but I think it going to be a great group of ladies. The group is HUGE… I’d say about 125 women over 2 days, plus there is a Teen MOPS and a MOMSNext group. Whew! The one thing that does bum me out is that… they don’t do crafts! I am sure that is from a cost analysis perspective, as trying to do crafts for that many women could get expensive, and would take a chunk of time from the meeting. But I love my crafts! Hmm… maybe that’s a niche for me?

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I will say one of the most amazing parts of the meeting flies in the face of my quasi-feminist sensibilities… Cinderella came to our meeting! One of the MOPS fundraisers is a Fall Ball and with us being so close to DisneyLand, some of the Disney Princesses will be there. Now, I know that some people are going to hate on Disney Princesses but this is not the space to do it, because I will admit that I- a grown, 31 year old wife and mother- actually got a little lump in my throat when Cinderella came into the room. So sue me.

5. Earlier this week, I surprised my girls by pulling out my flute. I haven’t played since The Bear was maybe 1 and I was pleasently surprised that I didn’t sound horrid. That then inspired me to look into taking some lessons again. I was able to find a teacher, a performance flautist with a DFA and her rates are pretty amazing ($30/ 30 min.) I mean, come on- you can’t get a chair massage for that price! We’ve been thinking about getting the Bear started on Violin lessons and surprisingly, the rates for those aren’t half bad either!

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I’ve been hanging out on Pinterest for about 2 weeks now and I can see why it’s so addicting. Before we left Missouri my BFF, Kim, had my girls for one of the mornings which allowed me to clean my house and run some errands. (Coincidentally, it was the same day we ended up receiving an offer on our house, so the cleaning was SO worth it.) Anyway, while the girls were there, they made “Foot Ghosts” by tracing their socked feet. So what does that have to do with Pinterest? Thanks to Kim and Pinterest, I was inspired to make this super cute Halloween decoration yesterday with help from the girls… and their feet!

(How do you like the Coffee Press in the background!)

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We’ve been in Pasadena for 2 weeks or so and I can easily say that this is where I would love to stay here in California.

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We’ve had the inspection done on our house in MO and we got dinged on not having a tip-over bracket on our stove. Now, DH is a Regional Underwriting Manager and so whenever we see stuff like that we jokingly curse the underwriters. (for example: we bought a new chimney starter for our grill. For those not in the know, it’s a cylinder of metal that you stack charcoal in and you can light the coal without lighter fluid. Now, it’s a cylinder of metal! And there was a sticker on it saying that the metal gets hot when on the grill.) But seriously, a tip over bracket on the stove? Do you have one? I mean, who lets their loved ones hang on the stove or stand on the open oven door?? I don’t know if our stove here has a tip over bracket and there are earthquakes here.

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Part of me thinks that I should be worried that when I ask the girls what they want to do today, my 2 year old responds with “Go to Starbucks?” Does that make her a Caffeinated Catholic Toddler? Kidding of course… the girls get Chocolate Milk or Vanilla Steamers (100 degree.) But they are already indoctrinated, mwahahahahaha!

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ETA: If you could keep my friend’s little boy, Chase, in your prayers it would be much appreciated. Chase became sick with an e.coli infection at the end of summer which developed into Hemolytic Uremic Syndrome. Very, very bad. The doctors have done all they can and this week, Chase’s family moved him to a “hospice-like” setting. He has to remain sedated to be without pain. The family may have days or weeks left with their little 4 year old warrior.

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Seven Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 11)

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Gina @ The Feminist Breeder wrote a great little piece on the Diva Cup. I’ve been a Diva Cup owner for about three years but I have been less than successful with it. One of her commenters gave a great little tip, to turn the cup inside out- thus shortening the cup a little bit more since my pelvic floor is… less than ideal. That little tip I was able to employ and now I am in love with my Diva Cup again!!

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We’ve been here for a little over a week and my mom just left Thursday morning, so tomorrow (Friday) will be my first day alone with the girls again… with no friends. Now, it’s not as if I have had the time to go out and find any friends, but still, it’s kind of daunting! But I have been in touch with a local MOPS group and there is a meeting next week so I am excited about that, and there is LLL. I should really check out the Pasadena Public Library to see if there are any programs for moms and small kiddos. Besides, the library is GORGEOUS!

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I have some *bad* news about my friend’s son, Chase. He’s the little boy who contracted an e.coli infection this summer. The doctors have done all that they can do and Chase is very tired, in the words of his mom. It’s now, more so than ever, in God’s Hands. If you pray, please pray.

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Not to continue on a sad news trend, but there is a positive in this next story. Thursday morning, The Today Show ran a story about a mom who was diagnosed with Cancer while she was pregnant. Basically it came down to her having to choose: Her Life, or her Baby’s. She chose to save her baby and died three days after holding her baby girl for the first (and only) time. Not only does this story speak to the extreme sacrifices that a mother will go through for her child, but it is a modern re-telling of the story of St. Gianna Beretta Molla. From St. Gianna’s biography:

In September 1961 towards the end of the second month of pregnancy, she was touched by suffering and the mystery of pain; she had developed a fibroma in her uterus. Before the required surgical operation, and conscious of the risk that her continued pregnancy brought, she pleaded with the surgeon to save the life of the child she was carrying, and entrusted herself to prayer and Providence. The life was saved, for which she thanked the Lord…

A few days before the child was due, although trusting as always in Providence, she was ready to give her life in order to save that of her child: “If you must decided between me and the child, do not hesitate: choose the child – I insist on it. Save him”. On the morning of April 21, 1962, Gianna Emanuela was born. Despite all efforts and treatments to save both of them, on the morning of April 28, amid unspeakable pain and after repeated exclamations of “Jesus, I love you. Jesus, I love you», the mother died. She was 39 years old.

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My girls are so excited about Halloween. The Bear is dressing as a Witch and the Dragonfly will be her kitty. Now, it IS kind of funny that for every halloween, The Dragonfly has been the animal companion to The Bear (Little Bo Peep/ Lamb; Farmer/ Cow; Witch/Kitty) but it’s still cute. And I’m the mama, so I can choose.

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My beloved Brewers came so close, but missed the World Series by “that much.” (You have to kind of imagine the Don Adams Voice in that one.) So, I am cheering for the Cards.

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I managed to go a whole week without an accident. My driving confidence is slowly returning, but I am seriously missing my van.
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Seven Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 10)


Good Morning!! It’s been one week since we’ve left St. Louis and I thought that I’d use some of my favorite pics taken along the way for my Seven Quick Takes!! Enjoy!

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Colorado

The Colorado Rockies

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Colorado

In the Mountains

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The Girls loved the tunnels

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At least they’re honest.

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Welcome to Utah!

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Vegas, Baby!

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How’s that for a sunrise? The view from the girls’ room.
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Where distance is measured in minutes, not miles…

This weekend, the family decided to road trip up to the city in which The Mister and I spent our first few years of marriage… Chicago (and if you now have Frank Sinatra’s Chicago worming it’s way through your mind, you’re welcome!) Our trip, of course was not without events.

I bade farewell to the Mister on Tuesday morning as he left for the airport heading to Los Angeles for the week. Our plan was for him to fly into Chicago Friday night and we’d have the rest of the weekend to stay and play in the city. Well… you know what they say about your plans and God’s plans. Wednesday morning, I woke up feeling two steps shy of awful. I had only felt this way once before, it was last April and it was when The Mister was in California and I ended up having Strep Throat. This year, same time, same circumstance, same diagnosis. Thankfully, I was blessed with the kindness of a dear friend (and reader!) who came over and spent the afternoon with my girls allowing me to sleep and begin recovery. (Thank You again, Kristine! You are such a blessing to me.)

Just an aside: I’ve been asked if strep throat is just a “really, really bad sore throat??” If it was just a sore throat, I could deal with that. But with it being an infection, I had all of the classic infection symptoms: fever, chills, nausea, vomiting, fatigue, headache, muscle aches, and to be honest, the sore throat was minor. For me, it was difficult trying to care for my children, to feed them, diaper them, while trying to stay on my feet without keeling over or running to the vomitorium at the sight of food. That is what made the illness difficult.

Anyway, losing a day and a half of prep for illness was a challenge but not insurmountable. Friday morning, we ended up leaving about 1.5 hours behind schedule,which would come back to kind of bite me in the end. So, we hit the road in the Swagger Wagon and get about 90 miles outside of home before The Bear needs to make a potty stop. I figure, we might as well eat as it’s close enough to lunch time so we spent about an hour at a popular “PlayPlace,” with the thought that the girls would expend enough energy and sleep a good chunk of the afternoon. The original plan was to picnic at one of the many Rest Areas in Illinois which have these fantastic playgrounds, but the weather was less than cooperative. Back on the road, the girls snoozed until just south of Chicago, in Joliet, despite Mama’s chastising peoples’ driving habits (“Cruise Control People! Learn It! Use It! Love It!”; “Trucker, there is no shame in being passed by a Swagger Wagon, stop playing LeapFrog with me!”, etc) We made one last stop for potty and a mini-stretch and hopped back on the highway for the short jaunt to the city.

Along the route I spied a sign that said “67 minutes to Dan Ryan” and I, foolishly, didn’t believe it. I figured it was left over from Rush Hour traffic. No fewer than two minutes later, my speedometer went from 70 MPH to 11 MPH… and we had 26 miles to go. Guess that 67 minutes wasn’t that far off. Ah, Chicago traffic, how I didn’t miss thee.

I don’t do much driving in St. Louis in which I encounter copious amounts of traffic and you tend to forget that traffic even exists in the insular world of the suburban stay-at-home mom. But as I was sitting there on the Stevenson, I kept hearing this quote from Homer Simpson running through my head: “Gas, Brake, Honk. Gas, Brake, Honk. Honk, Honk, Honk. Honk, Honk, Punch!” Since I had my trusty GPS with me, I decided to bail on the Stevenson and let the GPS re-route me to where I was going. (Just so you know, we are staying with dear friends who have this gorgeous condo in downtown Chicago. Looking out of their windows, you have a great view of the skyline with the Sears Willis Tower, the River, The Chicago Tribune Building, The Chocolate Building, among others. Gorgeous! And Free. Tee Hee!) However, my GPS is insistent on re-routing me back to the Stevenson and when that didn’t work, wanted to re-route me to the Dan Ryan, which was just as much of a parking lot as the rest of the expressway. Sigh. After many turns and relying on my memory of the grid outline of downtown, we finally made it to the condo.

We left our driveway in St. Louis at 10:30a on Friday morning. We arrived at our Friend’s condo in downtown Chicago at 7:00p Friday night. Traveling where distance is measured in minutes, not miles, with children is not for the faint of heart.

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Pax Christi!

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