tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22633030779021125062024-03-12T22:24:23.093-04:00Kim's LifeKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.comBlogger180125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-75547411784375489742012-08-06T11:36:00.001-04:002012-08-06T11:36:51.277-04:00Purging!Hello, I’m still here. I promised my friend, Kim, that I would do my best to blog over the weekend, but I didn’t quite make it. I have been MIA for over four months on my blog, but I haven’t forgotten about it.
I am currently going through some sort of phase in my life where I want to purge everything. I don’t mean the bingeing/purging of food, but of <i>things<b></b></i>. Finally, my shopaholism and excessive nature have caught up with me and I want to pare down to much, much less.
I started in closets and got rid of at least six bins of our clothes. Logan had <b>72</b> American Eagle t-shirts, <b>JUST</b> that one brand alone, not counting all of his other t-shirts. That is an example of <b>EXCESS</b>! One thing I am very proud of is that I cleaned out and purged my scrapbook supplies. I have sold several big items on ebay from my scrap room and currently have four more bins of scrap stuff ready to go in the scrap store yard sale in September.
I have found old phones and thrown them out. I have hauled bags and boxes of trash to the curb for the trash man to pick up. I have sold almost $1,000.00 on ebay, with a few more things to go. Bless Mom’s heart, she has carted bins and boxes to work and back and sold over $650.00 of stuff for me!
All of that money has gone straight into savings. There are no ulterior motives for my cleaning out, just want to get rid of things. I am so embarrassed by the amount of things we have collected in our home that we don’t wear, use, or eat. I have donated some things and am selling others. It feels so good!! I’m hoping this will be the new me, instead of the buy, buy, buy Kim that everyone is so used to.
Some people have asked me if we’re having money issues and need to sell things – No. Others have asked if Artie & I are having problems and dividing up our stuff – No, how ridiculous! We wouldn’t mind moving to a smaller house eventually, or maybe even a condo downtown – to be close to Logan’s new school. But that is not in the immediate future. We are just cleaning out.
Let me give you an example: I had 3 transcribing machines from my previous work doing transcription for doctors and others. One of them was still in the box where I bought it and never needed it. These machines have been stuck in the bottom of a cabinet in our last two homes, collecting dust and space. I just sold two of them on ebay for $200.00 and still have one auction going. $200.00 for things that were in the bottom of a cabinet! What’s not to love about that?!
Why don’t you try it? It feels really good and you can even make money with some of your unnecessary things!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-6706066581432401992012-03-13T15:29:00.000-04:002012-03-13T15:29:05.763-04:00If I Won the LotteryDo you ever sit & fantasize about winning the lottery? I mean, yes, I know we have all figuratively won some type of "lottery" already - whether it be in the love of our lives, the blessing of our children, an amazing health story, or whatever it may be. And I certainly don't make light of THOSE winnings ... <br />
However, on a lighter note I do sit and think sometimes, what if I won the lottery? What would I do with it? Sometimes if I'm really bored, I'll even make a LIST. HA! I admitted it, how embarrassing!<br />
I like to think that the first thing I would do is TITHE (at least 10% right off the top, right?) I vacillate between giving it all to my church, or some to the church and some to fund Alzheimer's research. I think about starting a foundation that would do some good in the community, maybe turning an empty Walmart or Bi-Lo into a FUN, Christian environment for teens and tweens to hang out, eat out, listen to music, play video games, and be supervised by youth leaders.<br />
After the tithing, of course I would pay off any debts, including our home. I would set up a college fund and a trust for Logan so he would never have to worry about money. I would consult a trustworthy financial planner to see how much I needed to set aside for the future and for retirement so I wouldn't end up on one of those TV shows about "Lottery Winner to Homeless in 24 Hours."<br />
After tithing and setting money aside for the future, then I would start SPENDING! lol I would buy my mom and my in-laws each a nice condo where they could live in comfort and not have to worry about the upkeep of a home anymore. My dear mother-in-law and father-in-law are 70 and 80 years old, respectively, and they still get out and mow their own grass and several yards around them, too! I would make sure they never had to worry about anything so they could enjoy their golden years!<br />
I would put my nieces through college and set up trusts for them so they could have a great start into adulthood.<br />
I would buy a condo in Clearwater Beach so I could visit my favorite spot whenever I wanted! I would travel to the places I want to see before I die, but probably never will, such as Spain, Greece, Ireland, Scotland, and Italy (and Hawaii).<br />
I would fund some type of strong ANTI-BULLYING legislation and be a champion of that cause. Fortunately, Logan promises me often that he has not been the victim of bullying, but I see it too much in the news and I really have such a tender spot for all those kids whose clothes aren't the latest style or their parents don't make enough money, or they are overweight or from a different culture. I could preach on this topic for hours, but let me move on...<br />
Of course, I would quit this job that kills my spirit daily, but I would want some type of work or activity to keep my mind sharp.<br />
I would fund our church's food pantry program so that we could feed thousands instead of hundreds of people each month.<br />
I would get one more plastic surgery procedure done. (giggle)<br />
I would probably buy a house with a bigger closet and a 3-car garage since Logan will be driving soon.<br />
I have friends with financial needs - hospital bills, vehicles that have broken down for the last time, and I would try to help as many as I could.<br />
I would definitely go on some mission trips. We have talked about doing this many times, but I cannot get extended time off from work and my boss does not understand the desire to do missions.<br />
And contrary to all the good I want to do ... I might, maybe, also buy a Range Rover.<br />
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What would YOU do?Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-11216079822320397002012-02-23T13:46:00.000-05:002012-02-23T13:46:35.480-05:00Pinterest AddictionOh. My. Goodness. Have you joined Pinterest yet? (www.pinterest.com) It is so cool and SO addicting! You can create online bulletin boards and pin items to them from anywhere on the web. You can also take photos and pin those to your boards. I recently found a site, www.polyvore.com, where you can put outfits together piece by piece and save them. I love this site also.<br />
I have gotten great recipes from Pinterest, as well as cute craft and scrap page ideas, clothes & shoes ideas, vacation destinations, workout motivation, all kinds of things. I usually get on every night from my iPad and pin away. It’s very fun and to me it seems less “dangerous” than Facebook. I have noticed over the past few months that some people’s Facebook posts annoy me greatly – “it’s a status after all, not a diary.” (I saw that quote on Pinterest, by the way).<br />
I also like to see what my friends are pinning. One friend recently pinned a bunch of great front doors. I don’t know if she is shopping for a new door, but just looking at all the beautiful front doors was so peaceful to me. What’s beyond those doors? A beautiful home? Chaos? I enjoyed the possibilities in my head. (Yes, I do have a therapist, thank you).<br />
I think Pinterest is inspirational. At least it is for me, with what I have been going through lately. It gives me motivation and hope – hope for a great trip or a steady stream of great workouts. Hope for a cute outfit that makes me look like I have some style. Hope that I may actually learn how to cook one day. And after all, who wants to live without hope?<br />
Of course, my greatest hope of all is THE HOPE, Jesus. He is the greatest inspiration of all. ☺<br />
If you haven’t tried Pinterest, you should definitely check it out!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-72460117080902285762012-02-22T09:31:00.000-05:002012-02-22T09:31:04.178-05:00Menu PlanningOkay, let's lighten the mood up a little bit from my last couple of posts.<br />
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There is one thing I've been doing lately that I AM proud of, and that is menu planning. I got SO SICK of asking Artie every day around lunchtime, "what's for dinner tonight?" That usually ended up with us picking up takeout for dinner. Not a healthy choice for either our bodies or our budget! Plus I tend to get sick of the same old takeout after a while. Logan could eat a Wendy's baconator every day of the week, but not me.<br />
So I decided to try menu planning, and we've been doing it faithfully for about the last three weeks. During the week when I am bored (or frustrated) at work, I check out my recipes on Pinterest or look up recipes online. I make a list of possible meal ideas. I usually choose two crock pot meals so that on Tuesdays and Thursdays when Artie works and isn't home to cook, I can put something in the crock pot in the mornings before I leave for work and it's done by the time he gets home. He can just whip up a couple of sides and voila, dinner by the time I finally drag into the house.<br />
Usually on Fridays I make a list of meals for the following Monday - Friday and a grocery list to match. I then post it on the fridge so we know what needs to be laid out to thaw, etc. On Mondays and Fridays, Artie is usually responsible for cooking something. On Wednesdays, Artie has class and usually Logan & I go to the Y to work out, then come home and eat a sandwich or a quick frozen meal. On the weekends I've been trying to make a soup or something else that we can eat all weekend.<br />
So far this is working out really well. Planning ahead is MORE than half the battle when it comes to weeknight meals.<br />
I've had a couple of crock pot recipes that failed, but you never know until you try. I've never been a good cook, so this is giving me a chance to make easy dinners in the crock pot and contribute to the kitchen duties. Overall, it's working out well for all of us. Except maybe Logan, who misses the baconators.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-43523464428503374982012-02-21T12:23:00.000-05:002012-02-21T12:23:45.599-05:00Living with Our ChoicesDuring my recent “mid-life crisis” I have dwelled a lot on the choices I have made and where those choices have taken me. I am living a life right now that is the result of choices I made months or years ago. Never take a decision lightly, because you never know what the consequences of that decision will be later on in life.<br />
One of my MANY poor choices was to not take care of my body. After Artie & I got married, we ate whatever we wanted whenever we wanted and did not exercise at all. We developed habits in those early years that have stuck with us, and in the past two years, we have had weight loss surgeries and plastic surgeries to try to get back some of the healthy bodies we wasted away. We have spent over $58,000.00 on surgeries, and all of that could have been avoided by making better food & activity choices for many, many years. What I have learned from this poor choice – take care of you body, it’s the only one you have to get you through this life.<br />
Another poor choice I regret is how I have spent my money over the years. Artie and I had several very difficult financial years during our marriage, and anyone who has ever dealt with money problems can sympathize. It will nearly break you down. Over the last few years, however, we have been truly blessed and by the grace of God have had a much better financial situation. We have a beautiful home and we drive nice cars, one of which is actually paid for in full. We take trips and buy nice things for Logan. We try to help our family as much as we can... But I am a shopaholic. I am an Amazon-aholic. I love to buy things, whether I need them or not. I’ve been working on this problem since the new year and have actually shopped very little. Fortunately, my shopping has not put us in financial trouble, but my regret is that if I had made better money choices and shopped less, where could we be right now? Could Artie have gone back to school earlier and be finished by now? Could our mortgage be paid off? I don’t know what we could have done with all the money I’ve wasted on trivial things.<br />
Probably one of my biggest regrets, as I’ve blogged about before, is the choice that now has me trapped in a miserable job situation. I worked here before Logan was born and was so very blessed to be able to leave here a month before Logan’s birth to take a medical transcription job. I worked from home for four years, but I was undisciplined and did not get enough work done, so I wasn’t making much money. When my former boss, now once again my boss, called and begged me to come back to work here, he caught me at a time when I really needed a more steady income and I agreed to return. That was 10.5 years ago and I have regretted that decision almost every day of that 10.5 years. The only good to come of it has been my relationship with my dear friend, Sara, who also works here. If only I had worked harder at the transcription job when I had the chance … if only I had taken a different job instead of returning to this one … if only if only if only… Now I am stuck here until Artie graduates and gets a nursing job, and then my DREAM is to leave this job and work only part-time or return to transcription from home and do it right this time. I have lost so much time with Logan, years I will never get back, because of the hours I work and the inflexible attitude of my boss. If Logan is sick, Artie takes him to the doctor or stays home with him. If Logan needs picked up or dropped off, Artie does it. Artie takes Logan to school every day. Artie picks Logan up every day. I hate that I am not a bigger participant. I leave my house at 6:20 each morning and arrive back home around 6:00 each night. And I’m not even addressing how it feels to work for the most demanding, narcissistic personality you could possibly meet.<br />
So these items and many more have been the subject of much rumination over the last few months. I have made some poor choices and now I’m living the consequences of those choices. Be very mindful when you are making decisions, whether they seem big or small to you at the time, of how this could affect your future and your family’s future.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-88845680177742517532012-02-19T18:15:00.000-05:002012-02-19T18:15:48.764-05:00Mid-Life CrisisI haven't blogged in a REALLY long time, and some of you have reminded me of that lately. I have really not felt like I had anything of substance to talk about, or anything that you would enjoy reading. I believe I have been going through a mid-life crisis. I'm not really sure what they are supposed to feel like, but I'm pretty sure that's what this is.<br />
I've been in a pretty serious low period of my depression. Depression is a part of my life that I deal with every day, but some days are much worse than others. I do see a therapist weekly and I do take medication, and of course, I pray and seek God's help. But it's an illness just like many others, and it flares up and calms down much like many other sicknesses.<br />
I haven't really blogged because I have so many things to be thankful for and happy about, and it feels really selfish and indulgent to write about my troubles when so many around me have it so much worse. For example, my friend Kim is going through a very difficult and frightening time in her life with her husband's illness, and I can't blog about my job stress or my personal trainer with good conscience while her husband is in the fight of his life. It just seems much too self-absorbed.<br />
I promise I will try to blog more soon. Just keep me in your prayers and please pray for Kim, Todd & Tyler Bloomfield!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-16510329880306299372011-12-02T09:51:00.000-05:002011-12-02T09:51:15.350-05:00Anniversary WeekendI have had such a blissful morning so far. Off work, for one! Artie took Logan to school and then went to a doctor's appointment, so Lucy & I have had the house to ourselves. She keeps hanging around our luggage - she always knows when a trip is brewing. She will be staying at the kennel this weekend again. Thankfully she loves it there.<br />
It's a beautiful chilly morning. I have straightened the house, finished packing, and wrapped a few gifts. I'm waiting on Artie to return from the doctor so we can head off to the mountains for our 3-day anniversary weekend. I can't believe we have been married for 25 years! I've been a Davis longer than I was a Dunsmore!<br />
We don't have any super thrilling plans. We're staying in a cute little hotel that faces the Parkway, so we can watch the traffic from our balcony. We can walk to Olive Garden, Red Lobster and a few other restaurants. We will be across the street from Tanger Outlet Mall, so we plan to finish up our Christmas shopping.<br />
I feel kind of guilty for leaving Logan behind, but with all the recent stress and arguing with him over his big Facebook mistake, I think it will be kind of nice to leave all that behind for a few days. Plus Artie and I never get away alone, so it will be fun for us and relaxing.<br />
My big boss is not at the office today so that means I won't be getting work-related calls and emails and I can truly just relax.<br />
Artie and I have definitely had our ups and downs over the past 25 years, but we have always known that God brought us together and He has kept us together. Hopefully our next 25 will be even better than the first 25!<br />
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Have a great weekend everyone!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-39167037991524148252011-11-29T13:24:00.000-05:002011-11-29T13:24:15.408-05:00More Trees!There are many things I could post about today, but they all stress me out. So I'm just going to post photos of our additional Christmas trees for your "viewing pleasure." <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZcPcrbmgNY/TtUf4nsNQKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/EicEb8p4Nvo/s1600/DSC_0077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZcPcrbmgNY/TtUf4nsNQKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/EicEb8p4Nvo/s320/DSC_0077.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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This is the main tree, in the living room. This is where all of our special family ornaments go. We put Logan's gifts under this tree. As you can see, the cat was already eyeing the tree for future damage...<br />
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This is the tree in our master bedroom. It is everyone's favorite so far. I love the color of the tree itself. Can you believe Artie found this tree at Hammer's? All of the sand dollars were found at Clearwater Beach. We found them, dug for them, bleached them and brought them home. Now it's like a reminder of the beach when we look at the tree.<br />
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Of course, this is Logan's tree. He loves red and he loves guitars and cartoons, so there you go.<br />
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This is the tree in the guest bedroom. If you saw my tree photos on FB, you may notice this is a different tree AND different decorations. Artie didn't like the original "bird tree," so he took it down, returned the decorations, and we bought these peacocks. I think it's beautiful, but I still don't think he's satisfied with it.<br />
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This is our upstairs hallway tree. It was previously in the guest bedroom, but it is so tiny, we moved it into the hallway. I have made all of the ornaments with my scrapbooking supplies. It needs a few more things to fill it up, but it's a decent start. I love the country angels under the tree!<br />
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We have two more trees, a PALM tree in our master bathroom and a tree on the screened porch. I'll try to get those photos on here later this week along with our outdoor decorations.<br />
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It definitely feels like Christmas at our house!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-56085942943864041892011-11-29T08:21:00.000-05:002011-11-29T08:21:06.981-05:00Dr. Hanna, Part 2Dr. Hanna said that he thinks my high platelet count is probably due to lingering inflammation and abscesses from my plastic surgery in March. He is going to run more tests on the GALLON of blood they took today to confirm that. If that is not the case, then it could in fact be a bone marrow disease. He said with the counts I have, if it is a bone marrow issue, it would not even be "significant enough to treat at this time." I guess this is good news. I wanted him to come out and say that I had no possibility of a bone marrow disease, but I guess this is the next best thing. I won't see him again for four weeks unless something "earth-shattering" shows up on the additional blood work. Continue praying for me, please! Thank you!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-59283452725220370282011-11-28T06:20:00.000-05:002011-11-28T06:20:00.289-05:00Dr. HannaUp early this morning and much more anxious than I thought I would be - my appointment with Dr. Hanna is in a couple of hours. I don't expect horrible news, but the thought of going to a hematology/oncology specialist is still nerve-wracking. I know many people are praying for me this morning. It's always good to know if something is wrong in your body so it can be treated, but I have certainly had my fill of doctors these past few months. Artie pulled out another stitch from one of my open areas just this past weekend. Will it ever end?<br />
I'll post an update later today.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-14609689664246039392011-11-23T12:54:00.000-05:002011-11-23T12:54:03.202-05:00Don't I Feel Silly...If you read my post yesterday, please forgive my naivete! Apparently my faith in my son was undeserved. He IS the guilty party. Let me just say life is going to be very rough for him for a few weeks. No xbox, no phone, no iPad, no computer...and more.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-81793543209899213422011-11-22T13:27:00.000-05:002011-11-22T13:27:40.936-05:00Fighting Your Child's BattlesI have such a hard time staying out of Logan’s “battles” and letting him fight them for himself! One of Logan’s very close friends recently had their Facebook account hacked. A very nasty, vulgar post showed up on their wall as if they had posted it. However, they are claiming that Logan posted it while logged in under their name. Logan swears to me that he did not do it. His tight-knit group of about 10 friends seems to be split in their opinions, about 70% believing Logan and about 30% siding with his other friend.<br />
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I called the friend’s mom and explained to her that I was aware of the situation and that I had “interrogated” Logan about it and felt sure that he was telling me the truth and that he did not do this. I told her I was not naïve enough to believe that my son is an angel, but that I believe he is being honest with me about this issue. She was very kind and friendly and said she did not outright blame anyone. They were upset by what was posted, but they immediately took it down and asked their son to change all of his security settings.<br />
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I am so upset that any of Logan’s friends would even think him capable of this, and even so, that some of them still don’t believe him when he proclaims his innocence. I know I cannot get involved in the friendship highs and lows of young teens, but it hurts me for him. He is really hurt that his friend doesn’t believe him. And of course, if he hurts, I hurt.<br />
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My therapist tells me that I am not doing him any favors by trying to protect him from all of life’s stings and fighting his battles for him. Apparently it is good for him to learn how to navigate these issues of life and friendship. However, when my child hurts, I do not like it and it brings out the “Mama Bear” in me. I'm so sad that my child is sad. :(Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-50603315576970769752011-11-18T08:44:00.000-05:002011-11-18T08:44:36.727-05:00Lacking Motivation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-27XCbGYRh0Q/TsZgnY3r2KI/AAAAAAAAAy8/0wlERsEQiLY/s1600/dogsleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="152" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-27XCbGYRh0Q/TsZgnY3r2KI/AAAAAAAAAy8/0wlERsEQiLY/s400/dogsleeping.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I am having a real problem with lack of motivation lately. This is unfortunately not a new problem for me. I am sitting at work this morning with a to-do pile up to my neck and all I want to do is drive home and lie down. Of course, Artie is at home so that makes it even more tempting.<br />
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I know in today’s economy I am so fortunate to have a job. The stress level is very high, but the pay is decent and I’m inside all day with a great view. When I do have to work on the weekends, it’s from home. I feel guilty when I complain about my job because I know so many people who just need to work!<br />
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I think part of my problem is the weather change. It’s been really cold here in Knoxville the past few days, and that always makes me want to cuddle up at home with a blanket and a fire. Another contributing factor is missing my dad. That is always worse around the holidays. He LOVED Christmas and I miss his goofy excitement. I am also still not feeling completely well physically, and I have that big appointment with the hematologist looming in a week or so, which is weighing on my mind.<br />
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I have to force myself to turn to my work pile and dig in. It’s like every file weighs 100 lbs. and I don’t want to lift it. Does that make sense to anyone but me?<br />
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I am so excited about next week being Thanksgiving and going to SC. My niece, Deann, and I have so much planned for that weekend with all the kids: making & decorating cookies, gingerbread houses, making ornaments, putting up Patti’s tree, playing Christmas music, and of course EATING.<br />
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Sorry to be a downer today. I’ll try to get pictures up tonight or tomorrow of the remaining Christmas trees. We’re doing our outdoor decorating tomorrow, so I’ll post that too.<br />
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Happy Friday to everyone (else). ;)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-14162303724281886322011-11-15T16:17:00.000-05:002011-11-15T16:17:25.769-05:00"Growing" PainsTwo milestone events for Logan this week and MOMMY is having "growing" pains! First of all, he went (Finally!) for a haircut on Saturday. His hair is still long, but it looks much cleaner after the cut.<br />
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During the shampoo phase, I noticed all this fuzz growing down the side of his face and realized he needed to SHAVE! I couldn't believe it. His long hair had covered it before. So once we got home, Artie SHAVED Logan's face! I couldn't believe it. I mean, I know he's 13, but he's still my B-A-B-Y!!<br />
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I have such a big mouth and apparently I love to talk. Sometimes I just blurt out whatever is on my mind and don't think about it first. I did that over the weekend and said something that really upset another person. I feel so bad about it now and wish I could take it back, but once those words are out there, they can't be unsaid.<br />
This is a very short blog, and I know I haven't had as much to say lately. I am just really down on myself this morning for running my mouth. :(<br />
I didn't say anything to intentionally hurt someone, I just didn't think how it might embarrass them before I shared it with other people. So it's a lesson to please think before you speak. It's much easier to censor yourself than to deal with the consequences later!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-57330132552509847482011-11-09T07:30:00.000-05:002011-11-09T07:30:07.310-05:00Injured Cat!So I was really complaining yesterday about the cats getting into our Christmas trees. Logan came home from school and found half the ornaments, and the NEW tree topper from my pink & white tree, in a trail down the stairs and throughout the house. I was SO mad. They have already messed up the dining room tree and pulled half the garland off! I was furious.<br />
Then I get home and find out that somehow Frosty has injured (maybe broken) his leg somehow yesterday. He can barely walk. He takes two steps and lies down. He howls in pain. We spent most of the night holding him in our laps and trying to gently probe around to see if we could feel a break or a knot. We couldn't find the exact source of the pain. Artie thinks it's in the hip area.<br />
So off to the vet this morning. Artie's new schedule will give him a couple of free hours this morning before classes, so he is taking Frosty to the vet to see if there's a serious injury.<br />
I'm still mad at the cats, but I don't want them to be hurt THAT bad!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-1252363068446926292011-11-08T07:07:00.000-05:002011-11-08T07:07:11.246-05:00Updates on Previous PostsWhenever I run into friends who read my blog, I'm often asked "whatever happened with ...." and they are asking for an update from a previous blog post. So I thought I'd provide some updates on things that are going on with us.<br />
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Annual Review: Still hasn't happened yet!<br />
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Making Christmas Cards: I have bought boxed cards to send this year. I don’t have time to do it all, and I think sending the cards out is more important than whether or not they are handmade.<br />
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Small Groups: We are really enjoying our small group from church. The people in our group are very welcoming and we are slowly getting to know them better. Our discussions are always very enlightening. It is so encouraging to spend time with a group of people who help you grow in your faith!<br />
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“Parenting Fail”/Logan’s Weight Issues: Logan is still working with a trainer at the YMCA three times per week. He loves it, and I am SO THANKFUL for that! The trainer is doing an excellent job of keeping Logan motivated. Logan has lost 8 lbs. so far and 4% body fat.<br />
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STEM Academy: We are working on the transfer request paperwork for the STEM Academy. My plan is to apply and pray for God’s will to be done in Logan’s life. The admission is on a “lottery” system, which means they will choose a certain number of kids from each school in the county. If Logan doesn’t get chosen, then it must not be part of God’s plan for him to attend STEM. I cannot see the future, so I do not know what is best for Logan. Only God knows that.<br />
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Real Housewives Addiction: I have managed to stop watching ONE of the cities so far. I stopped watching New York because they just went too far over the top with their drama. I do hope to wean myself down to just one or two cities, instead of the four remaining shows.<br />
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25th Anniversary Trip: It has been a big ordeal trying to figure something out. We finally decided to cancel our trip to Louisville for my cousin’s wedding during the first weekend of December. Artie & I are just going to the mountains for a long weekend and Mom is going to stay with Logan. We still hope to make a trip to the Bahamas next year, but we will see what the future holds. I certainly appreciate all the suggestions and emails about your ideas for this dilemma!<br />
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Spouse in College: Artie has really struggled with the Fall Quarter course load he had (which of course means I have struggled right along with him!) He finally decided to drop his Anatomy & Physiology class and the Lab that went along with it. That leaves him with General Psychology and Interpersonal Communications to finish out the Fall Quarter. He then plans to take ONLY the two Anatomy courses for Winter Quarter. They require so much of his time and attention that it was just too much for him to carry four courses and work part-time also. Please continue to pray for him, for all of us, as he works toward this degree. I am so proud of how hard he is working and how well he has done so far!<br />
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Thank you for following along with the Kim's Life blog!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-87545070825310313672011-11-07T10:54:00.000-05:002011-11-07T10:54:08.317-05:00Christmas Trees UpdateWell, we had a great weekend of decorating, a tiny bit of Christmas shopping, and church activities.<br />
Here is a peek into our decorating so far ...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHwfsZoV0tI/Trf7LvGY15I/AAAAAAAAAuU/lLtsonrfVj4/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHwfsZoV0tI/Trf7LvGY15I/AAAAAAAAAuU/lLtsonrfVj4/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" /></a></div>This is our dining room tree. It has a brown & gold theme and has probably the most fragile ornaments. And of course, it's the cats' favorite tree so far. They have knocked off several ornaments and undone the fabric at the base of the tree numerous times in the 2 days it's been up.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxj1Xq259ic/Trf7MxXNf5I/AAAAAAAAAus/JzlO7_PIJ3c/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxj1Xq259ic/Trf7MxXNf5I/AAAAAAAAAus/JzlO7_PIJ3c/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" /></a></div>This one is our little kitchen topiary tree. We used to have fruit decor in our kitchen (now roosters), but we still love these sugared fruits with the topiary. It looks cute sitting on our bistro table.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDtdnVGq8bU/Trf7NDpWecI/AAAAAAAAAu4/bq4HJ1x6h4I/s1600/DSC_0055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDtdnVGq8bU/Trf7NDpWecI/AAAAAAAAAu4/bq4HJ1x6h4I/s320/DSC_0055.jpg" /></a></div>And this is MY tree! It used to be in my scrap room, but since there is no room in there... so we are putting it up in the 4th bedroom where there is plenty of room. I LOVE THIS TREE!<br />
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Check out the UGG boots ornament! How cute is that!?!? <br />
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Only 5 more trees to go ...Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-48309027725991688842011-11-03T06:20:00.000-04:002011-11-03T06:20:54.603-04:00Christmas Preparation Fantasy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kd-6cEzF0Fc/TrAaWB53VdI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FnFLxKzsotY/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kd-6cEzF0Fc/TrAaWB53VdI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FnFLxKzsotY/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" /></a></div><br />
So I have all these Christmas ideas spinning around in my head - not gift or shopping ideas, but baking, decorating, card-making ideas. Things that put you in the Christmas spirit. Artie & I used to make bunches of Christmas candy and cookies and put them in tins for gifts. We haven't done that in years, probably since Logan was born! I've already blogged about my card-making dilemma and how I can't decide whether to buy my cards or make them this year. I have earmarked at least 100 pages in my scrapbooking magazines for Christmas card ideas.<br />
We are also planning to put up ALL of our Christmas trees this year for the first time in five years. We have six trees and may actually add another one this year. So I'm thinking of where to place them (it's our first time putting up more than one tree in our new house).<br />
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The problem with all of these nifty ideas is WHEN to make TIME to actually accomplish all of these things. It takes the fun out of it if you have to do it after work when you're exhausted. I know I would enjoy doing all of these things. I just need to slow down and take time to enjoy the season.<br />
Sending out Christmas cards is very important to me. It's time to take a moment to remind your friends and family that you are thinking of them, and although you might not talk daily or even for months, that they are still on your mind. I also LOVE to receive cards ... HINT HINT. I always try (not always succeed) to have my cards ready to mail on December 1st. Maybe I can enlist Artie & Logan to help me make the cards. If I precut everything, we can have a gluing and stamping assembly line, right? I don't think they would go for that.<br />
The baking is always fun, but since mine & Artie's surgeries, we can't eat a lot of sugar. It's kind of sad to bake Christmas goodies and not be able to eat them. Plus we don't need to have all that candy & sugar around with Logan on his weight loss program.<br />
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Meanwhile, Lucy & I will just observe from the recliner.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-29962402312144383682011-11-01T06:25:00.000-04:002011-11-01T06:25:58.304-04:00Great ConcertsArtie, Logan & I have been fortunate enough to attend some awesome Christian concerts over the past year or so. Logan took two friends with him to this concert at the Civic Auditorium in July 2010, and Kristi, Pig & Hannah went with us, too. It was a great mix of music styles, with Chris Tomlin & Toby Mac.<br />
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We all enjoyed Chris Tomlin so much that we drove all the way to Johnson City to see him again in October 2010. Kristian Stanfill opened for him that night.<br />
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The three of us drove to Nashville this year to see Toby Mac & Skillet. That was a FABULOUS concert. Artie was on his feet most of the night, and if you know Artie, that's an amazing feat all in itself.<br />
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We have 3rd Row tickets to see Casting Crowns, Sanctus Real & The Afters on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. I can't wait for that one. I've never seen any of those bands live, but I know their songs!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-49084958596111840082011-10-31T10:16:00.002-04:002011-10-31T10:16:34.045-04:00Don't Worry, I'm Still BloggingJust took a few days off for a trip to SC and an extra-hectic week. I'll be back to daily routine tomorrow (Tuesday)!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-79492109170674420792011-10-27T14:08:00.002-04:002011-10-27T14:08:56.073-04:00Medical IssuesI am currently dealing with several medical issues. Hopefully none of them are serious, but the combination of them is really wearing me down! I still have three small “holes” that have not healed from my plastic surgery back in March (yes, 7 months ago)! I went back to the surgeon this week and discovered that at least one of those holes was actually a stitch abscess (an underlying stitch trying to poke through the skin). He removed the stitch, which was approximately 2 inches long, and cleaned the area. He said it should definitely close up now. The other two areas did not have visible stitches, but he did inspect and clean them thoroughly. Hopefully I will eventually have NO open areas from this surgery. What a relief that will be!<br />
My primary care doctor is sending me to a hematologist/oncologist next month for an elevated platelet level. This is an area of some debate, as my plastic surgeon thinks my platelets are perfectly normal – especially for someone who had major surgery a few months ago and still has healing wounds. Any time you are referred to a specialist with the word “oncology” in the title, it is a scary thing. Apparently my primary care doctor is more concerned about possible blood clots and strokes than he is about leukemia or blood malignancies. Either way it’s just something else to worry about.<br />
I am still struggling with my eye issue, the neovascularization that I posted about in a previous blog. I am now on a medication called Restasis, which is supposed to eventually heal me to a level where I can wear my contacts again.<br />
I have somehow managed to injure my tailbone. When I visited the doctor about it, he did x-rays and an exam and did not see any fractures or bone injury. He said there are many ways you can injure a tailbone – by sitting down too hard, by sitting in one spot too long, by falling and landing on it, etc. I do not remember doing any of these things, unless it was sitting too long on a road trip. However, it is a VERY painful problem to have. Anytime I sit for more than 10-15 minutes, I have excruciating pain in my tailbone. Church and the movies are big culprits. My recliner at home is not even comfortable. I am sitting on a donut pillow under the doctor’s orders (which Logan finds hysterically funny). This is one of those things that can “take several months to heal,” according to the doctor. Yippee.<br />
And I will be having my wisdom teeth removed in a couple of weeks because two of them are impacted. I have been having quite significant toothaches recently. My dentist recommended that these teeth come out, even though most people my age don’t bother with it if they still have them.<br />
With all of these things going on, it is probably not surprising that I feel tired and run-down most of the time. I can’t believe how much older I feel. Please keep me in your prayers. I don’t want to be whiny or depressed; I just want to feel better!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-40617209357077670982011-10-26T07:14:00.000-04:002011-10-26T07:14:56.342-04:00More Scrapbook PagesSometimes scrapping your child's art projects or drawings is a bit challenging ... at least for me. On some of these pages, I just tried to let his art shine through and not add much to it.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5Lz6IalFoQ/TqYInKJttKI/AAAAAAAAAqg/n2LI2SOdckI/s1600/100_4957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5Lz6IalFoQ/TqYInKJttKI/AAAAAAAAAqg/n2LI2SOdckI/s200/100_4957.JPG" /></a></div>I'm not sure why I didn't take a picture of the other half of this layout! This was the Dunsmores 50th Anniversary celebration. We had a big concert and gave Dad a plaque. There was a write-up in the Halls Shopper. It was a very special night, one of the last times Dad was mentally well enough to sing. I love the bright, bold paper. I used the huge font to print out the "50" so it would stand out on that busy background.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263303077902112506.post-54386987618632082172011-10-25T07:14:00.000-04:002011-10-25T07:14:28.085-04:00Still My Inspiration<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vr_wK20tUxQ/TqXHMuEP8RI/AAAAAAAAAn4/o3rzeK1Lu9E/s1600/0245558-R1-019-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vr_wK20tUxQ/TqXHMuEP8RI/AAAAAAAAAn4/o3rzeK1Lu9E/s320/0245558-R1-019-8.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Mamaw has been gone for almost 14 years now, but she is still my inspiration. I think of her every single day and wish that she were still here with us. She would have adored Logan (and my niece, Hannah), and it breaks my heart that she never got to meet them. I was about 10 weeks pregnant with Logan when she died. I think part of her spirit lives on in him. No, I don’t believe in reincarnation or anything like that – it’s just how I like to see it – it makes me feel better.<br />
She was so content with so little. That is probably the biggest difference between me and her. I am never content. I always want more, more, MORE! More clothes, more shoes, more purses, more money, more jewelry. She had about four or five pairs of shoes and wore them until they literally fell apart. She made her own clothes. She cooked better than anyone else I’ve ever known. That’s another big difference between me and her. I can’t cook worth a dime. And I have no interest in learning. <br />
She tried to teach me how to garden, can, sew, cook … and I learned very little because I wasn’t paying enough attention. In hindsight, I wish I had learned all of those things from her just to carry on her traditions and be more like her. I loved being with her because she made me laugh and she always listened to me with love. But when she tried to teach me to sew I took naps instead on the twin bed next to her sewing machine. Artie learned so much more from her than I ever did.<br />
I was always close to Mamaw, even as a child, but in my adulthood, one thing I am extremely thankful for is that I stayed close to her. I called her EVERY SINGLE DAY for years, up until her mind was too far gone to carry on a conversation. We talked on the phone constantly, and I went to her house at least every other day. Artie was close to her, as well, and I’m also very thankful for that. The three of us had some good times sitting out on her carport breaking beans or sitting in her porch swing, just talking.<br />
She gave herself home perms and her wispy white hair would always be in these super-tight little curls afterwards. Her house would stink for a day from the permanent solution. I could not give myself a perm if I tried. <br />
She never learned how to drive or had a driver’s license. She relied on Papaw, and then her family, to take her wherever she needed to go.<br />
She kept orange Tang in the kitchen cabinet. <br />
Her kitchen table was the size of a minivan.<br />
She was a “captain” on the church’s emergency call list, which meant anytime someone went in the hospital or died, she had a list of people to call and notify. She loved knowing all the news before everyone else! (That we DO have in common).<br />
She was a GENIUS at crossword puzzles. I prefer seek-a-word; they are much less mentally challenging.<br />
She wrote me at least one letter a week when I lived in Virginia Beach during my first two years of marriage. I was so homesick that first year, I called her and cried so many times. Back then you still had to pay for long-distance calls, and she made Papaw pay my phone bill so I could call her when I needed her.<br />
She still washed some of her clothes on the washboard! Can you believe that.<br />
I often think about what she would say if she saw me now. I don’t think she would be satisfied with what I have become. I do work very hard, just like she did, but I work at all the wrong things. Again, I wish I could be more like her.<br />
She loved her church and she loved Jesus. She sang about Him in her beautiful soprano voice, and she knew she would be seeing Him when she died. I was blessed to inherit her little black book of songs and I love to flip through it when I’m sitting in the “praying chair” and sing some of her favorites. I guess the singing is another thing we have in common.<br />
She might not be proud of all the choices I have made since she left me, but I do know one thing – she would love me the same anyway. She was the most special person in the world to me, and now would be second only to Artie & Logan. She was one in a million, and she is still my inspiration.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08522378666433664898noreply@blogger.com1