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I’ve got all these papers and brochures laying around, I gotta get the links up here so I can throw them away!! CollegeCounts529.com – college savings plans Alabama Public TV has a TON of resources on their site: www.aptlearnonline.org – dynamic online learning www.susan.simplyfun.com – Learning through play www.christianaid.org www.homesciencetools.com www.celebratecalm.com www.geomatters.com – Curriculum www.home-school.com – Practical HS’ing Magazine For those of you who don’t know how we came to adopt Nola – we rescued from friends that were going to “put her to sleep” because she killed their rabbit and they wanted to have a rabbit. They found her tied to their parents fence with a bowl of water a few years ago. They left her outside most of the time and she had another dog to play with. She’s about 8 years old, lab/husky mix and very sweet. We have had her for about 8 months now and it seems like she was abused. If you get near her, she drops to the floor. I don’t want to leave her chained in the backyard 24/7 but we are fast approaching that or taking her to the pound (Mr. Fox is fed up) because my jerk neighbors call Animal control EVERY time she gets out (even if we are trying to get her back in). She is able to open the gate and she darts out the front door anytime the kids open it. So we got her a runner and built her a doghouse and she stays out there during the day, usually. I’d rather her be able to go in and out and want to work on training her but it seems impossible. I just spent 10 minutes working on “come” with her. The problem is she DROPS once she gets within a foot of me and won’t even take the treat. How do you train a dog that is scared and doesn’t care about the treat?? This sucks. A picture of someone who inspires you.
I had a photo shoot at the gardens the other day so I dressed the girls up and made ‘em pose for a few. I’m editing pics of them in between editing the pics from the shoot. So for now, here’s R3.
A picture of something you want to do before you die.
A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without.
I’ve known Chris since I was 14 and he was always an amazing friend. We’ve been through so much together and he has truly been the biggest influence on me, the person who helped me overcome and be who I am today. Monday, on the way back from my psych. appt. my van died in the middle of Hwy 31. Just stopped getting gas. Mr. Fox came and picked me up and when he went back to get it later, he took the gas cap off and it started up. He said he thought it must’ve been a God thing because otherwise he wouldn’t have noticed that my front tire was bald and going to blow any minute. He had the tires replaced and the van seemed fine. (Remember, the van is a ’94). Last night, I went to leave and it wouldn’t crank. He jumped it off and all was well. I loaded up the kids this morning and we headed to Aldridge Gardens for a photo shoot, left there and came back home for some quiet time before R2′s gymnastics class at 3:30. At 3 we loaded up and it wouldn’t start. Mr. Fox came home and jumped it off again, we discovered one of the connections needed to be tightened and he took care of that. I dropped the bigs at gymnastics and R3 and I went next door to CVS. Van started up fine. So I headed down to get gas since it was low and there was still 20 minutes left in R2′s class. Pumped gas, van wouldn’t start. I asked the not-so-thrilled stranger to jump it off and he grudgingly did. I got about 1/2 a mile up the road and it did the same thing it did Monday, only it actually DIED as I pulled off the road into a parking lot about 3 blocks from the Gym. I text Mr. Fox, call Seester to come get us and call the gym so my kids don’t freak out. Seester takes me home to get the other battery and Mr. Fox leaves class to meet us there and see if changing out the battery would work. In the meantime, we are late for AWANA (starting to think someone doesn’t want me to make it tonight) so we put the carseats in the car and I leave Mr. Fox with the van. Turns out it’s the fuel filter and my van will be sitting there until Friday afternoon when Mr. Fox and Seester’s dh can go and fix it. I’m so relieved that it wasn’t anything major but soooo done with the stress of it all. A picture of your favorite band or artist. Again, there are SO many. But the one I’ve loved the longest is Reba. I was in her fan club as a teenager.
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