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Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Porkfest 2012
Porkfest 2012
Rock County Fair Grounds, Janesville, WI
We came, we ate, we danced.
I love Porkfest.
50 Days of Summer Fun! 2012
On the last day of school we bolted and headed out for a day of family love. At dinner that night the kids brainstormed and we came up with our summer bucket list also known as "50 days of summer fun." Here's the list in the order it was brainstormed: 1. Door County** 7. Mall of America** 8. Visit Helena --> 11. Seuss Memorial** 15. Brewers Game* (Rockies) 16. Mallards Game* (Salt Lake Bees) 17. American Girl Party* 18. Army Campout* 21. Sea World* 22. Disneyland --> 23. Beach* 25. Bike ride (trail) --> 27. Devil's Lake** 29. Visit Babe* 30. Coke party* 32. Ice Cream party* 33. Snow Cone party* 34. Quesadilla Wednesday* 36. Pie Party* 39. S'more/hot dog/fire night 40. Dutch oven cook off ** 41. Camp at a state park** 42. Concert on the square** 45. Hike* 47. Fishing* 48. Rockford Discovery Center** *really good chance we'll do it. **probably not gonna happen --> reassigned to the fall bucket list Sent from Yahoo! Mail by the magic Google phone |
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sometimes...
...something makes your heart stop and smile. You realize that all the daily garbage doesn't matter. That in the end they are brothers. They love each other. The arguing, teasing and fighting is secondary to the love. In those moments it becomes crystal clear that everything really is worth it.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Must. Blog. Again.
I just realized it's been 7+ months since I've blogged. That's horrible and I am so sad I have neglected my new blog. (Especially since I started a new one.) I was looking through a 2005 scrapbook and realized I was most happy when I was blogging, scrapbooking and journaling. I'm going to start doing it again and I'm going to be more committed than ever. Famous last words, right? ;-)
Friday, October 14, 2011
Power to Change the World
I've never been the girl who wants to travel to far away lands to save the world. I admire and respect my Peace Corps friends, but it's not for me. I have always seen the need within our own country/state and most recently, city. Back when my plan was to be Miss USA or Miss America, I had big plans for literacy on a national level. It could have been amazing but I chose a different path. After becoming a mother my focus became my little community. What was I going to do for my children and the tiny humans around them? I believe in being involved. In the power of participating in planning things that don't yet exist and the power to change things that can be improved. I feel like it's a waste of time and energy to complain about something and not do anything to change it. I also think it's counterproductive to the people who ARE trying to do something.
Over the years I have had people tell me I'm young and naive when it comes to politics and change. That as I get older I will "understand" more and realize the reality of things. When will that be? 35? 40? 50? I'm starting to feel it more and more and I hate that. I don't think I'm naive, I think I'm hopeful. I have faith in the idea that people want what's best for their fellow men. I don't love the fact that everything is political. Seriously. We live in a world where you have to move heaven and earth to implement a small change or new idea. That's just crazy. I wish we could stop worrying about who could potentially be offended and just make decisions that help the greatest number of people at any given time.
Last night I had an experience that rattled me. It absolutely blindsided me and threw me for a loop. I thought about it all night and ultimately how I was going to let it effect me. I couldn't understand how someone could be so unkind and accusatory to someone they had never met. I was stunned. After sleeping on it, I have come to the following conclusion. This would become a defining moment in my life. A moment where I could decide to keep pressing forward in the cause I believe in. Or... I could pack it up and head home. I have decided I'm stronger than that. I am strong enough to know I will not let other people define me or tell me what I am capable of.
Last night I had an experience that rattled me. It absolutely blindsided me and threw me for a loop. I thought about it all night and ultimately how I was going to let it effect me. I couldn't understand how someone could be so unkind and accusatory to someone they had never met. I was stunned. After sleeping on it, I have come to the following conclusion. This would become a defining moment in my life. A moment where I could decide to keep pressing forward in the cause I believe in. Or... I could pack it up and head home. I have decided I'm stronger than that. I am strong enough to know I will not let other people define me or tell me what I am capable of.
I have always believed I could change the world. Over the years I have modified the sphere of change, but never abandoned it. Right now, in this moment, my little sphere is in Madison. I'm not trying to end world hunger. I just want to help the 225,000 have a successful childhood. I want the 225,000 be fed, educated and happy. I want them to dream. I want them to have a solid understanding that they too can change the world. The grumpy, jaded people are entitled to their opinion. Everyone is. I refuse to let them ruin MY passion, MY excitement and MY knowledge that I can have a positive impact. It's my little corner of the world and I'm not going to give up.
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