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I won't try to recap the whole year but here are some highlights and recent craft endeavors (in no particular order)<br />
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:: I made this cute dress for Anna. It is one of the first things that I have made that turned out perfectly. Funny how taking your time and following directions will do that for you.<br />
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:: And the not so perfect. Teacher gifts. Cute, but they took forevah to make.<br />
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:: The last painting of 2012<br />
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:: Anna's first piano recital. She played Deck the Halls and Ode to Joy.<br />
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:: Lucy's dance recital<br />
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:: Working with Anna on a joint painting.<br />
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:: Someone started kindergarten!<br />
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This was a commissioned piece. My favorite part is the sedum (or is it sedums? sedii?) in the front. I may have to do a painting of those just for me.<br />
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We have been experiencing some technical difficulties at our house, thus no blogging (or Christmas cards in case you were wondering).</div>
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We have had a fun and delightfully mild winter. Plenty of bike riding and our little Lu learned how to ride without training wheels right before her 5th birthday. We ingested near lethal quantities of food coloring for her birthday (thank you pinterest). We all had a delightful time at the Lodge for New Year's and some unexpected friendships were formed, as often happens at the Lodge.</div>
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Fun times spent with our cousins too!</div>
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<br /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-59045821437348610362011-11-03T21:49:00.000-04:002011-11-03T21:49:09.733-04:00<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Halloween night. Dorky mom made us wear jackets.</td></tr>
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Christmas gift bags! I'm so ahead of myself this year. I actually have gifts purchased!<br />
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Happy November!<br />
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<br />Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-13443044484962545102011-09-18T18:11:00.001-04:002011-09-18T18:11:31.295-04:00What I did this summer: Part III<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>: :</b> A special painting for some special people.<br />
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<b>: : </b>I have done a lot painting this summer. I had big ideas for the girls' room paintings but so did they. A cat eating ice cream? A dog eating an ice cream sundae while sitting on a <i>rainbow? </i>How could I not fulfill those requests?<br />
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<b>: : </b>I made a Superman skirt for a not-so-girly girl. I love her style.<br />
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<b>: : </b>Another lamp! Pottery barn, eat your heart out. I made this is just a few minutes (and a trip to target). I had this sitting on the kitchen counter (note banana) on a grey day and it was so lovely. <br />
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<b>: :</b> A trio of HP pillows. This was a craft project with my niece who took 2 of the pillows off to college with her.<br />
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I have a little girl here requesting glitter. Gotta go.<br />
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<br />Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-78262621632502057462011-09-11T22:38:00.004-04:002011-09-12T11:47:54.528-04:00What I did this summer. Part IIAnd now for the scary adventures. In June a quick and fierce storm blew through our neck of the woods. It is the first time we have had to get in the basement during a storm. Have you seen our basement? Have you seen <i>Silence of the Lambs?</i> <br />
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These are just a few of the many, many trees in our neighborhood that fell during the storm and the one on the tree service truck fell two days after the storm. Most of the trees were 100+ years old. One was 220 years old! Our next door neighbors lost two huge trees that shade the east side of our house and we miss them very much.<br />
Other than the truck and the tree LIMB that fell on our neighbors guest house, there was not much damage to our close neighbors homes and thankfully no one was hurt! <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6044/5878365937_196e73823c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="424" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6044/5878365937_196e73823c_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span id="goog_772384869"></span><span id="goog_772384870"></span>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-59382894567998995472011-09-10T22:34:00.000-04:002011-09-10T22:34:50.853-04:00What I did this summer. Part IOur swimsuits are trashed, it was a great summer. Looking back, I can honestly say we didn't waste a day. Some days were playing on the porch in our jammies kind of days, but that was just what we all needed. We had lots of adventures, some fun, some scary.<br />
I am not making any apologies for the long blogging break, my time was better spent having a good old fashioned summer. Don't you agree?<br />
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These photos, except for the last one, were made at my sister's house. She has a way of collecting odd little things and arranging things and flowers...she's gifted. I love to look at all of her collections. She is a wonderful gift buyer. The two dolls in the last photo are gifts I have received from her and I love them. I love her a lot too.<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-25343145000721215952011-05-10T21:54:00.000-04:002011-05-10T21:54:46.339-04:00Anticipation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5669753734_0f15d42501_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5669753734_0f15d42501_z.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br />
Sorry for the long break in blogging. As many of you know I have had some health issues. I'm feeling better and I hope to one day be back to normal. Well, normal for <i>me</i>.<br />
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There have been lots of end of the school year activities. This is from field day. Anna is in the pink shorts. She came in second place in the 50 yard dash, the apple has clearly fallen far from the tree! Here she's getting ready for a race called 'shoe find' or as I like to call it: a sock that will need bleach.<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-26368191660792687882011-03-08T22:22:00.000-05:002011-03-08T22:22:54.190-05:00The fast is fast approachingMy computer fast is here, well in a few hours anyway. I was so worried about it last year and this year I am looking forward to it! I have spent hours and hours on the computer working on a cookbook for the daycare at our church and now I'm OVER IT.<br />
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Cute kids. They both just learned how to swim. Ahhhh. I'm looking forward to a summer of " WATCH ME MOMMA".<br />
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New-ish purse I made on a snow day. It is great fabric though very hard to sew.<br />
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Well it looks like I'm going to leave you all dangling with that great photo of a pile of ... garbage. Nice. <br />
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Call me! Come see me! Let's have coffee!<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-17427871754495285802011-03-05T10:38:00.000-05:002011-03-05T10:38:33.973-05:00For you Leslie GrafThis is where Barbie learns that Pooh Bear had a very tiny waist.<br />
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I'm not sure what prom this was from but I do recall the fella had on a ruffled tux shirt.<br />
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Lent is approaching and I am embarking on my internet fast again. I would like to be saying my 'computer' fast but I have some work to do on the computer so I'm going to just avoid the siren call of social media, blog trolling and general time wasting! I'll do some posting of the children (for the grandparents) and projects completed lately (for the rest of you) before I sign off for 40 days.<br />
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JC is giving up sweets and alcohol for Lent. He's telling me this one evening and Anna walks through the room and breaks into "Blame it on the a ah uh a alcohol..." There goes my<i> Mom of the Year</i> award.<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-17882192602792464632011-02-22T15:54:00.001-05:002011-02-22T15:55:14.165-05:00This is what I get for being noseyThe house next door to us has been recently vacated. I decided to poke around a bit. (are you surprised?)<br />
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The moving out was entertaining for us neighbors. Especially the water bed mattress that I was sure contained a dead body. Thankfully my neighbor Elizabeth is up on her Dr. Bass non-fiction books and was able to ascertain that the water bed bladder only LOOKED like a head, shoulders and back.<br />
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So, I am examining the beauty in shards of broken glass from a patio table.<br />
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I turn to continue snooping and I see this:<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">That is one BIG tree right on the west side of our house. It is the main reason why I don't enjoy storms.</div><br />
Next time, cute stuff, not scary heads. Promise!<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-26097750624479015392011-02-09T21:40:00.001-05:002011-02-09T21:40:10.737-05:00That's better<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27461462@N08/5428651640/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5428651640_a815b2d31c.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27461462@N08/5428651640/">DSC_0325</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/27461462@N08/">lisacooper100</a>.</span></div><p>I finally put a bed skirt on our bed. I have been putting this project off because I knew I would have to hem a king size bed skirt, ugh! It turned out to be so easy and elevates our bedroom from the "grad school squalor" look we were rocking.<br /><br />Tomorrow I will show you the cool thing I made with electricity!<br /><br />Lisa</p>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-46330463159951114882011-02-08T12:20:00.000-05:002011-02-08T12:20:41.649-05:00Spring hopes eternalAfter a brisk walk this morning I snapped some shots of signs of spring around the yard. <br />
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Lenten Roses ready, daffodils peeking, foxglove holding fast...<br />
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I bought an old suitcase at the thrift store and recovered the inside and added some ribbon trim. As I suspected, the girls love it. I am amazed at all the the things it becomes.<br />
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Lucy whispered to me the other night: "sweetie baby is half doll, half human". (sweetie baby is up on the left) I think Jonathan has been reading Stephen King to them at bedtime.<br />
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Why, why, why does she already give me this look?<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-6431635100238693502011-02-01T10:16:00.001-05:002011-02-10T08:06:56.641-05:00Let's think about summer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3329/4619535132_19577645f9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3329/4619535132_19577645f9_b.jpg" width="424" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4700569717_9c95151493_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4700569717_9c95151493_b.jpg" width="424" /></a></div>Here are some photos of my yard from this summer. I have plans for enlarging a flower bed this spring. I need more sun in my yard for my plant taste.<br />
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I still think about our great yard on East Scott. Wasn't it great??<br />
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Enjoy your day and for my friends in the blizzard, please be safe!<br />
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Here she is waiting with excitement! Me too! I'm not sure what sort of "animal visitor" I was expecting but I can tell you that I was sorely disappointed with the hedgehog. Even if we were allowed to pet it.<br />
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Promoting peace and sisterly love and cute tights and a skirt made by Momma (on Lucy)<br />
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After some detours we arrived at the lodge for our first New Year's Eve at the lodge in 4 years. It was great. Great friends, great food and lovely winter colors.<br />
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The Christmas season is upon us. The Coopers, some and all, have had a birthday, made advent crafts, sung in a Christmas program, been shepherds or angels in the Church Christmas pageant, dressed in costume and handed out Bethlehem bread in "walk through Bethlehem", faithfully moved around the ELF, organized the kindergarten class party and crafts and been on the nighttime drive to look at lights. Whew. I'm ready for the drudgery of January (did I really just say that??).<br />
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This sweet thing turned 4! Can you believe it?<br />
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On the crafty front, I have finally managed to make something that Anna loves! A twirly skirt. She normally wears it with leggings. <br />
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A monster stocking for a monster-lovin' girl I know.<br />
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And I made this for my front door. I already had the Santa. I love his little nightmare-before-Christmas spindly legs. I wrapped a wreath with fabric and used some wool felt balls I made last year to make holly berries. <br />
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Merry Christmas!<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-53292027893843856722010-12-06T15:18:00.002-05:002010-12-06T15:18:00.240-05:00My Mom CanLucy and I were in Hobby Lobby and she spies some hoochie-mama sparkly, slinky fabric. She clutches it to her chest and begs for a dress. I am thinking that this fabric is 1. U G L Y 2. pricey and 3. will be a pain in the you-know-what to sew.<br />
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But she looks at me. <br />
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She thinks I can.<br />
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I want her to think I can do anything. More importantly, I want her to think<i> she </i>can do anything.<br />
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LisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00418197433579775272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8979304826229968995.post-85890120754047991422010-12-04T15:18:00.000-05:002010-12-04T15:18:19.300-05:00Busy timesHere's a few things I have been working on:<br />
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Sorry, that's all I can say or show. A gift, you know.<br />
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A fun painting.<br />
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More later.<br />
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