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Monday, September 05, 2011

Give a Bug a Hug

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I stepped outside yesterday and there were two bugs on the side of the garage door. They were just hanging out. The first was a large walkin...
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Saturday, September 03, 2011

Here's to You Dad...

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Dad, remember the times when I would beg you to tell me a story? And then, do you remember when you ran out of story material and I had to t...
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Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Hiding in the Tall Grass

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I would like for you to meet some turkies: These are but a few of the turkies that I see on my way to work each day. They stand around on ...
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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

A little gardening project

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As anyone who's seen my house knows, I've got more than enough projects to keep me busy. When things like a new kitchen and roof re...
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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Welcome Andrew

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Barnhart, Baby Boy (2) has entered the waking world. Rachel and the baby both did very well. Here are the important details: Andrew Pau...
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Monday, June 27, 2011

Welcome Summer!

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Though my to-do list sat lonely and forlorn this weekend, we ushered in this summer with some great time spent outdoors. A walk by the Fox R...
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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Happy Birthday Lisa!

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I ate lots of cake and ice cream in honor of you. Also, Hazel gave me some drool for you.
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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Long enough to put in a ponytail

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Daniel had to grow his hair out when he was in Fiddler on the Roof . Ever since then, he has expressed his interest in continuing to grow h...
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Saturday, May 28, 2011

Due to popular demand, we bring you more workbench photos...

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One week ago today, I finished building my 18th century Roubo workbench down in Kentucky. Since then we have made the (long) trip home, unl...
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Sunday, May 22, 2011

Fare thee well MG

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You came and brought smiles when smiles were hard to find. I gave you hope of renewal when all seemed lost to you. But other things have c...
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It's the end of the road for this one

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I'm speaking of the go cart here. In it's prime, this contraption was a dangerous machine. It's only redeeming value was that ...
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Another one bites the dust

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The second of 3 apple trees didn't make it through the winter. We have been studying Genesis in our Sunday School class (small group in...
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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Workbench in Kentucky

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As some of you know, we are vacationing in Kentucky this week. I'm building a workbench at a local woodworking school and will haul it ...
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Sunday, May 15, 2011

Just couldn't fall asleep

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Made the mistake of taking a nap today. So that means I am not sleepy tonight. Can't find a golf ball to make me sleepy- Aunt Sue Gan...
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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Now for some cooking...

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Most (maybe all) of you know that I bought a set of appliances a couple weeks back, and I've been slowly installing them and transferri...
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Sunday, April 17, 2011

The Great Weiner Bun Genocide

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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

It's not beautiful yet, but it will be soon.

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Saturday, April 09, 2011

First Flowers of Spring

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As I was walking back to the garden today, a patch of purple caught my eye. We've got temps in the 60s today, and it looks like the flo...
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Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Contact Lenses, Anyone?

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I'm going through some of my old stuff in the bathroom and came across quit a few sets of old unused contact lenses that I can no longer...
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Thursday, March 31, 2011

Today I sort of feel like this...

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Kind of tired, in a daze, and my clothes feel too tight.
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