tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34035273864193973712024-03-12T16:52:39.991-07:00It's all about HamakerLove.:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-63035823696103901092011-10-07T23:43:00.000-07:002011-10-07T23:46:03.800-07:00Three possibly four more weeks of school and then all my homework will be in.<br />THREE MORE WEEKS.<br />Three more weeks.<br />THREE MORE WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />I just have to hang on for three more weeks.<br />Then all the stress WILL be worth it.<br />Three more weeks.<br />Hang in there Clair Annette!<br />You are almost done!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-60817569485567426312011-10-06T10:42:00.000-07:002011-10-06T10:44:10.025-07:00"Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam!""Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."-Nelson MandelaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-85482717989657009252011-09-30T10:33:00.000-07:002011-09-30T10:43:38.163-07:00A New DayToday is a new day. <br /><br />Clair feels like she has been in a cacoon for the last six years.<br />Whilst in this cacoon she has been literally turned into jelly.<br />In the last little while, all of a sudden there has begun to be a change inside her crystalis.<br />Things are starting to change.<br />Form is beginning to take shape.<br />Foundations are begining to grow.<br />New strength is found amongst the jelly.<br />The sides of the crystalis are starting to feel tight against new found wings.<br /><br />Growing<br />reaching<br />stretching<br />pushing<br />pulling.<br /><br />Soon the bonds will break and the new Clair will emerge.<br />First slowly.<br />Carefully. <br />Already there are tears in the crystalis.<br />Vulnerablity fills the void.<br /><br />Such real feelings and crazy understanding of what this process must feel like to a butterfly.<br />Feeling life at this angle is...dificult to explain.<br />Can only be felt and lived through.<br /><br />New beginnings.<br />New feelings.<br />New standards.<br />New approaches to life, people, truth, relationships, the world.<br /><br />All is quiet.<br />All is loud.<br />All is hard and soft.<br /><br />Today is a new day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-19075360453589637582011-02-27T20:59:00.000-08:002011-02-27T21:00:50.621-08:00If I can just get on the Road...Well, we are super behind in the blogging world, but I am downloading pictures as we speak. So great things are a'comin.<br /><br />xo<br />Clair:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-1344726942940301182010-11-09T22:38:00.000-08:002010-11-09T23:23:26.637-08:00He loves me for me!These are the lyrics from the new song my BJ wrote for me about me.:) I love those kinds of songs.:) That are about me.:)<br /><br />Her Uncommon Sense<br />by BJ HAMAKER<br />about CLAIR HAMAKER:)<br /><br />My Clair's a clever thing<br />I can ask her anything<br />And when she answers then<br />she makes uncommon sense.<br /><br />one night, no cloud, no thunder<br />in a field we lie<br />when aloud I wonder<br />"how many stars in the sky?"<br /><br />she said, "All of them.<br />Where else would they be?<br />I don't think you're talkin<br />'bout the stars in the sea.<br />It's a simple thing<br />you can understand<br />it's no complex question<br />like two birds in the hand."<br /><br />My Clair said "Ohmygator.<br />How cold is my nose?"<br />I said, "refrigerator.<br />You should hold me close."<br /><br />She said, "Hold you close?<br />How else could I do?<br />I can't hold you here<br />if you're in Timbuktu.<br />It's a simple thing<br />you can understand<br />it's no complex question<br />like two birds in the hand."<br /><br />...he needs to write more verses. This song rocks. You should hear the guitar accompaniment.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-22378291256481268182010-09-02T18:16:00.000-07:002010-09-02T18:18:16.214-07:00"For He's a Golly Good Fella!"One more interview and we are in......SEATTLE.<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/hE_LTbWzhEA/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hE_LTbWzhEA?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hE_LTbWzhEA?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-65383848308794792852010-08-18T16:21:00.000-07:002010-08-18T16:27:32.692-07:00"....ooh ah, incredible..."WAITING. The last frontier.<br />Or atleast, it feels like it.<br />Need to expel some of the drama weighting down my insides.<br /><br />BJ has graduated with his BA finally. <br />Tick VG. Check!<br /><br />Now is the time for looking to the future.<br />BJ had mentioned Japan.<br />So the last two weeks we have been planning, and making it a possible thing.<br /><br />Yesterday, due to some EXTRAORDINARY events, including an angel hitting the print button on BJ's computer TWICE, we are possibly moving to WA! Like as soon as we can!<br />INSANITY. ANGST. SO much ANGST it should be spelled ANGXST. <br /><br />Waiting is NOT Clair's favorite. NOT AT ALL.<br />So things are being put in motion, like resumes being sent. Plans for moving being written on paper.<br /><br />But mostly there is waiting. This will be a slow process over the next few months, with a few spots of crazy times. And then there will be no more waiting. There will be progression. And longtime-weights being lifted off our shoulders. Debt will be taken care of, bills lessened. CRAZY TIMES.<br /><br />CRAZY TIMES.<br /><br />This is how I like life.:)<br />love<br />me:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-91578014372661772872010-08-17T23:55:00.000-07:002010-08-17T23:59:17.357-07:00"I love to laugh...ha ha ha ha...."<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TGuEQICr5kI/AAAAAAAAAm8/hawqKQe1tuk/s1600/star+wars+lol.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TGuEQICr5kI/AAAAAAAAAm8/hawqKQe1tuk/s320/star+wars+lol.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506640381962085954" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-85501244298657038072010-08-09T22:35:00.000-07:002010-08-09T22:39:08.528-07:00"More than words"BJ has been on the phone speaking Japanese for the last hour.<br /><br />Why you ask?<br /><br />Because in Japan it is already tomorrow afternoon.<br /><br />Who was he talking to?<br /><br />JAPANESE UNIVERSITIES!!!<br /><br />In 2012 BJ might be entering a Japanese University to earn his MA.<br /><br />OMG8R.<br /><br />I am soooooo FREAKING EXCITED!!!<br />You have no idea. <br />I can't think about anything else.<br />I AM SO EXCITED! <br />You may come visit.<br />:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-5959151453443317322010-07-30T14:05:00.001-07:002010-07-30T14:12:47.871-07:00"We are ALMOST the Champions my friends.:)"Beloved has THREE days of school left. THREE. Also, it is the end of the month. For base pay+commision pay people like us, that means a whole maniac of stress come end of the month. So today being the last day of the work month, and only three more days of BJschool. WE ARE A BIT ON THE STRAINED SIDE. ANd it is Golden Son's birthday! Two years ago I gave birth to my son right over there in the corner of my living room surrounded by people I love. <br /><br />Today CLAIR is incoherrant. She is stressed and blessed. She is on the verge of a nervous breakdown(see the beginnings of a nervous tick?:). She is so happy how things are, and happy about the next step of our life, but she is kind of crazy right now in these last THREE DAYS. So should she not seem normal to you while you happen to be conversing, or should she say something not quite right. Please ignore, and remember she is literally insane...for the next THREE DAYS.<br /><br />Call her on Tuesday when she has returned to normal. <br /><br />Oh yeah, call to congratulate BJ too.:)<br /><br />ps.Just so you don't ask me in the next three days while I am crazy and stressed. BJ is finishing his BA. THen we are taking a hiatus from school so Clair can finish her MH(next June!) and BA(next Dec 2010, or Jan-ish 2011!), and so we can pay off some of our debt. Then it is off to grad school for the Boj (and maybe the Mrs.:)! Hurray!<br /><br />THE REAL END.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-69186653716645346062010-07-09T21:20:00.000-07:002010-07-22T00:12:06.960-07:00"this salad rocks!" and so do I:) OR "I'm so vain, yeah I know this song is about me..."those are the words right?:)<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3JiwWo4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/xsE-VxZNsTE/s1600/IMG_0074.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3JiwWo4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/xsE-VxZNsTE/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492130013922108290" /></a><br />Ohmygator, I SO rock. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3JNd9s4I/AAAAAAAAAmc/SN4lMRjV624/s1600/IMG_0082.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3JNd9s4I/AAAAAAAAAmc/SN4lMRjV624/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492130008207831938" /></a><br />I have been kicking trash all week with deep cleaning/deep organizing my home. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3Ij9IBLI/AAAAAAAAAmU/GTBzXTrbi-A/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3Ij9IBLI/AAAAAAAAAmU/GTBzXTrbi-A/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492129997064242354" /></a><br />I have been doing so much, I can't even tell you.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3IBwIX7I/AAAAAAAAAmM/xOeQw2u2lsM/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3IBwIX7I/AAAAAAAAAmM/xOeQw2u2lsM/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492129987882934194" /></a><br />Just take my word for it. <br />I SO rock.:)<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3HmnE6rI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6eqS59G8aeA/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf3HmnE6rI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6eqS59G8aeA/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492129980597201586" /></a><br />Maybe you can come visit me in a week when I recover....;)<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf42Iz5MYI/AAAAAAAAAm0/2SZDVlTMT8A/s1600/IMG_0085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf42Iz5MYI/AAAAAAAAAm0/2SZDVlTMT8A/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492131879563374978" /></a><br />Meanwhile, it is now time to cuddle with Beloved and watch us some super freaky THE LOST WORLD.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf41u3XssI/AAAAAAAAAms/7NZ6wt8PddA/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TDf41u3XssI/AAAAAAAAAms/7NZ6wt8PddA/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492131872598635202" /></a><br />Yeah, that is as "horror flick" as we get. (I think it is pretty DANG freaky.)<br /><br />love,<br />The Amazing Clair<br /><br />ps.The photography and styling of this post was inspired by and is dedicated to the ULTRA Amazing Dee.:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-68583731687411364122010-06-28T19:50:00.000-07:002010-06-28T20:10:57.375-07:00"Happy Birthday dear Baby Alice!"Today my littlest baby turned one. I was completely surprised by the overwhelming emotions that surfaced from this occasion. I love our Baby Alice so SO SO much. I am so grateful that she is in our family right now. She is one of my greatest sources of peace. We love you Baby Alice.<br /><br />So here are some interesting things about BA(what we call her for short-Baby Alice:)<br /><br />-Whereas Jane was a super mommy from the time she came out of the womb, BA is not all that interested in babies. But she LOVES books and trying to figure toys out. She loves stacking, and opening, and putting things away. She LOVES figuring things out. <br /><br />-My first two babies were walking around 1. Baby Alice BARELY started taking her first steps last week.<br /><br />-My first two kids had eight teeth by eight months and teethed like MANIACS(and truly turned US into maniacs with all the sleepless nights:). BA only had 6 teeth at eight months, but now she almost has all of her teeth. She is THE EASIEST teether in the world. She is so calm!<br /><br />-My favorite time with BA is when I am holding her and rocking her to sleep in the mei tai. She plays pass the pacifier with me, and we just get to be peaceful together. I always feel, durring those times of quiet, that we are teaching eachother how to still our minds, bodies, and spirits together. I treasure these times everyday.:)<br /><br />-BA smiles SO BIG. It looks like her face is going to tear in two!:) SHe loves to laugh and play.<br /><br />Baby Alice is such an angel, and we love her so much!<br /><br />Happy Birthday Sweetheart!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCljf42NDeI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GEPpfnrvDy4/s1600/IMG_0171%5B1%5D.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCljf42NDeI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GEPpfnrvDy4/s320/IMG_0171%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488027020414488034" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli89aqlGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/l2URkw8V2RA/s1600/IMG_0160%5B1%5D.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli89aqlGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/l2URkw8V2RA/s320/IMG_0160%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488026420345738338" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli8WQ65QI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/z6lIbU9cgTQ/s1600/IMG_0134%5B1%5D.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli8WQ65QI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/z6lIbU9cgTQ/s320/IMG_0134%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488026409835881730" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli7xzOqjI/AAAAAAAAAlI/qZpDfxSLjog/s1600/IMG_0120%5B1%5D.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli7xzOqjI/AAAAAAAAAlI/qZpDfxSLjog/s320/IMG_0120%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488026400047671858" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli7ZSJw5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/igOSUUs1L0s/s1600/IMG_0113%5B1%5D.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/TCli7ZSJw5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/igOSUUs1L0s/s320/IMG_0113%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488026393466487698" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-12356986578956125422010-06-27T16:33:00.000-07:002010-06-27T17:05:15.114-07:00"You are my home"Holy Toledo Batman, these last two weeks have been INSANE.<br />I feel like gak inside. Do you remember that blobby stuff your parents wouldn't let you have, back in the 90's?:) I feel like that. I feel so maleable, and unsure of my solid state.:) <br /><br />Two weeks ago I was having an awful day...AGAIN. And then I went to my counseling session(which I REALLY didn't want to do because of a bad previous counseling type session two days before). Anyways, during that session, between me, BJ, and my counselor, we found out what has been the cause of pretty much all my mental/emotional/physical/spiritual problems for the last 22 years. I realized that although I have absolute 100% faith in my Heavenly Father, and His Son, Jesus Christ, and the power of the Atonement to heal me (mentally, emotionally, etc), I did not believe that I could do my part. I had no faith in my ability to do my part in applying the purifying, cleansing, healing power of the Atonement. <br /><br />Realizing that about myself has changed everything. Through that experience I have come to know that with my LOVING Heavenly Father and His Son Jesus Christ, through the Atonement, I can be healed from anything that happens to me. I feel so light, and like a GINORMOUS weight, that I have been carrying for 22 years, has been lifted off my shoulders. I have power and control over my actions, and I have the ability and I am worthy of being a normal, balanced, healed person. That is a powerful feeling, and powerful knowledge. <br /><br />Getting to the root of my problems, released a lot of other unresolved issues I have been carrying around. I have realized that pretty much all my life, that I remember, I have been afraid of going to bed because something awful might happen tomorrow(like it has over and over in my life since I was 5 with my parents divorce). And I didn't know how to deal with things when really bad things happened. SO I feared and dreaded tomorrow. Especially in the last few years when one really horrible thing after another, with no pauses,was happening. And now that I have the confidence in myself to do what I need to do, I know that when bad things happen I can do what it takes to turn toward my LOVING LOVING LOVING Heavenly Father, and through His Son's Atonement ANY grief I feel can be healed. That is so powerful! This knowledge has changed my life this last week! I feel so different. I don't feel so afraid all the time like I used to. It has changed everything in every area of my life.<br /><br />I also realized a week ago that I did not feel worth trying to understand, especially when I am having a hard time communicating. All my life I have felt that. It is a HORRIBLE feeling to feel unworth energy on another person's behalf to get to know you. It affects your relationships, and obviously your own feelings of self worth. I have been so grateful this last week to have been able to hang out with some of my old college roommates who love me so dearly no matter how sick I have been, or how fat I have gotten because of that sickness. They love me just as me, and they know I am imperfect and will make mistakes, but they love me and want to be around me even, and sometimes espcially, when I am going through these times of changing. I am also so grateful for a husband who has, the whole time, seen who I AM, yesterday, today, and tomorrow. And chooses to see who I AM everyday no matter what is going on.<br /><br />I feel so blessed to have had the hard experiences I have had in my life. I have felt my Savior's love and my Heavenly Father's love all the more because of these experiences. I am so grateful for the absolutely consuming peace I have felt this last week as I have been healing emotionally/spiritually/etc. I know this feeling is from our loving Heavenly Father. I am so grateful for my family and friends who have shown so much patience and love toward me, especially when it was hard. And mostly, today I am so grateful for the personal revelation that I have gotten in the last two weeks, and for the knowledge that anyone who wants this knwoledge only has to ask our loving Heavenly Father, and He is WAITING and LONGING to give it to you SO FREELY!<br /><br />Happy Sabbath!<br />love<br />Clair:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-44636879207391606302010-05-09T18:37:00.001-07:002010-05-09T19:16:06.734-07:00"Tradition!"Jane's 1st Easter<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqnDn9W1I/AAAAAAAAAj0/LFpEaSotH5s/s1600/417.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqnDn9W1I/AAAAAAAAAj0/LFpEaSotH5s/s320/417.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457491685104466" /></a><br /><br />Denny's 1st Easter<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqmbaYdkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mjYICkB_Clc/s1600/Denny+Bunny+2009+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqmbaYdkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mjYICkB_Clc/s320/Denny+Bunny+2009+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457480890742338" /></a><br /><br />Baby Alice's 1st Easter<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqllZOVEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/JXUpSZ3qcrI/s1600/053.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqllZOVEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/JXUpSZ3qcrI/s320/053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457466390369346" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqlDYcRAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5Eh7S2xS080/s1600/059.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqlDYcRAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5Eh7S2xS080/s320/059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457457260282882" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqnhXgMCI/AAAAAAAAAj8/BnSPj5yY3lU/s1600/060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dqnhXgMCI/AAAAAAAAAj8/BnSPj5yY3lU/s320/060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457499669147682" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dsA3dY71I/AAAAAAAAAkc/b6j49cWc5eM/s1600/072.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dsA3dY71I/AAAAAAAAAkc/b6j49cWc5eM/s320/072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469459034607775570" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dsAar3TJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rgHnZ1B7SN0/s1600/069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dsAar3TJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rgHnZ1B7SN0/s320/069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469459026883857554" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dr_cvjWnI/AAAAAAAAAkM/pid7ogO922E/s1600/068.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dr_cvjWnI/AAAAAAAAAkM/pid7ogO922E/s320/068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469459010256329330" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dr-xcsR2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/u5Mq_yuOLhc/s1600/067.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dr-xcsR2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/u5Mq_yuOLhc/s320/067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469458998634497890" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-38239536353781758392010-05-09T17:32:00.000-07:002010-05-09T18:36:13.721-07:00"She's A Very Extraordinary Sort of...female...woman....you know the type. Whohoo!"-I love you Gilbert O'Sullivan:)I love my Mum. I also love my Mother-in-law, she is so much more special to me than an "in-law". I am also so so so grateful for the other "Moms" I have had in my life so far.:) For Sister Briggs and Sister Hadfield, Sister Borden and Kathy. I am thankful for Sharon and My Mel who took such good care of me durring my time at the Y. There have been so many beautiful women in my life and I love you all!<br />Happy Mum's Day!<br /><br />The following pix are from the last two months and are especially for Grandma Allison and Grandma Becky.:) The best Moms ever.<br /><br />The first five pictures were taken today:)<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diZG5Ni9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/7ge0VP7JrZY/s1600/238.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diZG5Ni9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/7ge0VP7JrZY/s320/238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469448455951584210" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diYoZrmxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/V2L0E2FZYyo/s1600/224.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diYoZrmxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/V2L0E2FZYyo/s320/224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469448447766272786" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diX4efMyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Gol4TS2AIoY/s1600/222.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diX4efMyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Gol4TS2AIoY/s320/222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469448434901529378" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diXeYga3I/AAAAAAAAAi8/p6hR6yCvU1Q/s1600/221.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diXeYga3I/AAAAAAAAAi8/p6hR6yCvU1Q/s320/221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469448427897121650" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diWROfCtI/AAAAAAAAAi0/cPXre3AWu7k/s1600/214.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-diWROfCtI/AAAAAAAAAi0/cPXre3AWu7k/s320/214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469448407185558226" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhDuT4pOI/AAAAAAAAAis/UViN40tTmRU/s1600/191.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhDuT4pOI/AAAAAAAAAis/UViN40tTmRU/s320/191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469446989063693538" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhC_8GFmI/AAAAAAAAAik/JZH2lNOZh8U/s1600/186.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhC_8GFmI/AAAAAAAAAik/JZH2lNOZh8U/s320/186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469446976615880290" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhCCNTFxI/AAAAAAAAAic/xfmwsgdAiDs/s1600/181.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhCCNTFxI/AAAAAAAAAic/xfmwsgdAiDs/s320/181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469446960045037330" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhBqkxAyI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JxwUYFmvIPc/s1600/180.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhBqkxAyI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JxwUYFmvIPc/s320/180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469446953701016354" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhAveaaAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WCSF-IJcIiE/s1600/165.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dhAveaaAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WCSF-IJcIiE/s320/165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469446937836677122" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfyyUK3aI/AAAAAAAAAiE/G6ShCYxozNc/s1600/159.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfyyUK3aI/AAAAAAAAAiE/G6ShCYxozNc/s320/159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469445598569225634" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfyT5Tz5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/zuj_qr7wTLE/s1600/148.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfyT5Tz5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/zuj_qr7wTLE/s320/148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469445590403501970" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfxx7eT5I/AAAAAAAAAh0/JRrQL2upP-8/s1600/135.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfxx7eT5I/AAAAAAAAAh0/JRrQL2upP-8/s320/135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469445581285773202" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfw9lCCeI/AAAAAAAAAhs/lPrbXyNOf2I/s1600/121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfw9lCCeI/AAAAAAAAAhs/lPrbXyNOf2I/s320/121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469445567233001954" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfwcxSamI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RhZ0OlAbNKI/s1600/029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dfwcxSamI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RhZ0OlAbNKI/s320/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469445558426036834" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dejSbNJtI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QFRgpRz1yAM/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dejSbNJtI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QFRgpRz1yAM/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469444232799135442" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-deiu88JmI/AAAAAAAAAhU/5csxDROCwoI/s1600/104.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-deiu88JmI/AAAAAAAAAhU/5csxDROCwoI/s320/104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469444223276951138" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-deh-AL6tI/AAAAAAAAAhM/rthU9NMjyNk/s1600/092.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-deh-AL6tI/AAAAAAAAAhM/rthU9NMjyNk/s320/092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469444210137230034" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dehQE_XmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/SqguWdQi7uo/s1600/078.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-dehQE_XmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/SqguWdQi7uo/s320/078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469444197809348194" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-degizAd2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mdOeKjG1X7w/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S-degizAd2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mdOeKjG1X7w/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469444185654327138" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-36049823054674365102010-02-28T20:06:00.000-08:002010-02-28T22:48:18.643-08:00"JALS" 50 points to anyone who can name the band who wrote this song and what the letters stand for.:)It feels like I haven't blogged in FOREVER! Oh wait, I HAVEN'T blogged forever.:)<br /><br />Well, 2010 hit HamakerLove like a ton of bricks, and we already need to recoup so we are taking March and April off from our worldly cares(tv, internet, email, ETSY, parties, etc.) We need to get back to basics and spend some serious time just us as a family!<br /><br />In May 2010 please expect:<br />A new and improved HamakerLove family:)<br />An insanely healthier Clair!<br />New family pix!<br />(Especially of Denny and Jane...sheesh.)<br />Exciting news in the Etsy category!<br />AND SO MUCH MORE!<br /><br /><br />In the meantime here are a few pix to tide you over for the next two months.:)<br /><br />ps.If you need to get a hold of us we are still answering our phone and our SNAILMAIL(Pick snailmail! Snailmail!!!:)<br /><br />XOXOXOXOXOXOX!<br />HamakerLove<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thixrwG1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/9dhD4K5Vf8k/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thixrwG1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/9dhD4K5Vf8k/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443551824687668050" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4tgPU6ADWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7Xfu7GN8Rhg/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4tgPU6ADWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7Xfu7GN8Rhg/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443550391033662818" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4tgPExHfqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/FSzhWI5yyys/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thkwEoQFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/LJ4iNgtC8aA/s320/IMG_0367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443551858614878290" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thkFaxe2I/AAAAAAAAAgs/UJ5zuppq0Ic/s1600-h/IMG_0366.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thkFaxe2I/AAAAAAAAAgs/UJ5zuppq0Ic/s320/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443551847165033314" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thjvvMTqI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ZJpewBi8zsA/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thjvvMTqI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ZJpewBi8zsA/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443551841345097378" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thjZCTE9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/VV082J1cv3k/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S4thjZCTE9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/VV082J1cv3k/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443551835251217362" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-72235531690627381612010-02-15T23:27:00.000-08:002010-02-16T00:08:56.460-08:00Not a song title because this post is important.I do not like family blogs to be an outlet for political feelings, but I felt this particular post was really important. <br /><br />Many of my friends and family have been very outspoken about their beliefs about traditional vs. same sex marriage. Most of them are for same sex marriage. I believe we are all entitled to our own opinion. What I take issue with is the anger most of these same friends and family start emitting when this subject comes up. It bothers me that they get so contentious. A very bad feeling comes into the room, and it really depresses my spirit. It affects my children. If they could talk about it without the contention, it would be one thing, but most of the time this is NOT the case.<br /><br />Because of this I have felt that I need to stand up for what I believe. I have had several friendships with gay and lesbian people. I love them very much. I think they are amazing people and I have been blessed by their friendships. I do not agree with their lifestyle choices, but I love them, and their lifestyle choices have nothing at all to do with whether I love them or not. I make decisions in my life that they probably don't agree with either. There are other lifestyle choices I also do not believe in. I don't believe in living together before you are married, and having sex before you are married. Not just because of how I was brought up, but for personal experiences I have had in my own life. I also don't vaccinate my children. I have researched this and with BJ we have decided that our children can be better "immunized" in other ways. Other people who live together and aren't married, or who vaccinate their children, that's their choice. So why is it different for same sex marriage? Why do I not support it?<br /><br />Do you really want to know? Or are you looking for a fight? Are you angry already, or do you really care about why I would feel this way? The reasons I have for what I believe about this particular issue are extremely personal to me. I hesitate to share these feelings because they are so personal, and if you are already angry then you will take what I say and hurt me with them. This would feel like a huge betrayal, and I don't know if that is a place I want to go.<br /><br />So for those who are really interested here you go:<br /><br />-First of all, from a scientific point of view man and woman were meant to be together. Our bodies fit together in a really special way. Procreation can only happen with a man and a woman. I am not talking about invetro, I am talking about the natural procreation of babies. <br /><br />-From a psycological view, children deserve a dad and a mom. Men and women bring totally different things to a family. Yes there are bad dads and bad moms out there, I am not talking about them. Yes there are very happy families with just a mom, or dad, or grandparents, etc. And I am not saying that kids can not be happy with two moms, etc. I am saying that children deserve to have a mom and a dad. It is something you can not create in any other dynamic. Single parents can verify that. You just can't make up the difference. I know some women who are so loving, and would make amazing moms who are living a lesbian lifestyle, but to me, as much as I love these women with all of my heart, what the children need and deserve is more important. <br /><br />-Childrens needs are more important than adults needs, in almost everycase I can think of. I feel this way about adoption too. I knwo you can get so caught up in the weird psychology of international adoption, etc. But what it comes down to for me, is that kids need love, and every kid deserves a mom and a dad. Every kid deserves those two things, and nothing is more important than that. No adults' feelings are more important than that. And maybe if adults would be less selfish, both men and women, there would be a million less divorce in the world, and abuse, and infidelity.<br /><br />-On a really really personal note(I really hesitate to say this because I have never EVER spoken about this to anyone, except BJ, and only once), my Mom doesn't even know. When I was a child I was exposed to some really innapropriete sexual material. I was really really young, like maybe five or younger, and I started to have some sexual feelings towards other girls. I didn't understand it that way, and I didn't feel those things on purpose, but I had them. Really strong sexual feelings. But at the same time I felt these feelings were extremely wrong. Not because someone told me they were wrong, no one knew I had these feelings, but I knew in my heart, even as a young young child that these feelings were very wrong, and that I had a choice what to do about them. And I chose not to have them. And I don't have them, I haven't had them since. To this day, sexual material in movies and books really bother me. I think that those feelings are sacred and should be shared withing in the bonds of matrimony where they are appropriete and are beautiful. I get upset about crude things because it is just like seeing sexual things as a child, absolutely innapropriete. So when I tell you that I feel that sexual attraction toward the same sex makes me uncomfortable, I am not just saying it to be a prude, or a republican:), or to be religious or whatever. There are deep feelings of wrongness that I feel about it from the innocence of my childhood. And like I said, I have friends who are lesbians and who are gay and I love them, I love some of them millions and millions. But I have to defend what feels right in the very core of me.<br /><br />So I probably have other feelings about this topic as well, but those are the main ones that I feel strongest about. I am not a great debater. I HATE conflict. I HATE contention. I know someone else could have said all this much better. I know my grammar and spelling suck. This is hard for me to write, and I know it will probably hurt some of my dearest friends, but I have to say it. I have to defend traditional marriage. I have to defend the future of my children. And it does affect other people, it affects the family, it affects future generations. You can't keep this kind of thing from NOT affecting family and other people. This is different than smoking and other things people have had problems with in the past. <br /><br />I have felt sick to my stomach with anxiety writing this,but please know I am speaking from my heart. And I really need you to know that I will never EVER be on the contentious side of this side of the argument. I may rally and protest, but I WILL NEVER do it with hate, or have horrible, untrue signs about God not loving someone because of their lifestyle choices. I know you can love people and not agree with them. I know it. I don't say things perfectly, so please try to understand what I mean in this post.<br />love<br />ClairUnknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-63461084495576798892010-01-24T23:28:00.000-08:002010-01-24T23:33:19.235-08:00"All My Lovin'" OMG8R I love the Beatles....sigh.Dear Hamakerlove blog, <br /><br />How I miss thee. I have been so busy with babies with sniffly noses, and trying to get my own energy up, and teaching my class, and doing a ton of schoolwork everyday. Not to mention all the millions of other things on my plate. I do still love you. I love you more than facebook even(I know you were wondering;). Never fear, in the next few months I shall have found a balance in our new family dynamics, with an energy you have not yet known.<br /><br />All my words, <br />C.<br /><br />ps.BJ has started a new blog for his creative writing outlet needs:<br /><a href="www.plausibly.blogspot.com">www.plausibly.blogspot.com</a><br /><br />It is all a bunch of hooey, just in case you were getting those confusing THE PRINCESS BRIDE THE BOOK feelings.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-59115001892993341862010-01-13T00:07:00.000-08:002010-01-13T00:17:56.455-08:00"Don't you know every time it rains....." (for BJ "...maccaroni". Thank you Louis Prima)<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S01_x3AI0kI/AAAAAAAAAdo/g3GRXFgYoaY/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S01_x3AI0kI/AAAAAAAAAdo/g3GRXFgYoaY/s320/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426133620606161474" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Simple Cough Syrup</strong><br /><br />2 onions chopped up<br />raw honey(not creamed)<br /><br />Put the chopped up onions either in a crock pot, or in a glass dish(suitable for the oven) and cover with honey until the honey is about a 1/2 inch above the onions. Cook at a low temperature for several hours, strain, put in a jar and seal and date.<br /><br />For children take 1/2 tsp as needed(I give this to my kids every hour, while they are awake, when they first get a cough or cold and it goes away within two days max). For adults 1 tsp 6-8 times a day(again at the beginning of a cold or cough I take this every hour while I am awake). <br /><br />If you catch a cold in the beginning and work with your body to get those germs out you heal very quickly with rest and nourishing food. If you don't get on top of it right away it can take FOREVER. I know because sometimes I am a lazier person than I would like to admit.;D<br /><br />Honey coats the throat and onions break up and draw out the germs and mucus. The best thing about this is it is relatively inexpensive to make, and it has absolutely no harmful or unknown chemicals in it. And it is very effective in helping a cough. Hurray!<br />Take care!<br /><br />(holiday pix and update to come soon....I hope:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-74278981837083515002010-01-10T02:43:00.000-08:002010-01-10T04:32:06.568-08:00"We Didn't Start the Fire...."Etsy shop is up!<br />Seller name:OHMYGATOR!<br /><br />xo.<br />Clair<br /><br />ps.Its my birthday. Happy Julianuary.(It is so sad I have that movie and know what that means.)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-64930553174250926282010-01-03T01:35:00.000-08:002010-01-03T01:43:43.486-08:00Update on Clair's OHMYGATOR! Etsy shop, soon to be opening on a computer near you.<br /><br />Ok, so it is actually not Saturday night techinically anymore(being about 1:30am Sunday morning), but I have been working feverishly all yesterday and today. I was just going to make three, but decided to go for 6-8 instead, so I am only mostly done with all of them, and not entirely done with any of them. They will be ever so much more impressive if I show them to you completely finished, so I will just give you a quick glimpse tonight, and you can try and figure out what I am making.:)<br />Cheers!<br />Clair;)<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S0BlUhGyuMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3A9Bbv74awQ/s1600-h/IMG_0184.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPP1EwKguA/S0BlUhGyuMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3A9Bbv74awQ/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422445354512726210" /></a><br /><br />ps.I will be HOPEFULLY opening my shop next weekend, but I need to take some amazing pix first(and finish them OF COURSE). I will post as I am getting close to my store opening.:DUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-37621094079952248232009-12-28T00:24:00.000-08:002009-12-28T00:34:54.741-08:00Viva la VidaThis is BJ.<br /><br />Clair is gone. She's in facebook. She has finally signed up... clicked the "I ACCEPT" button and signed her life away. She already has 30 friends. It' been consistent: 10 friends an hour so far. We're in the Pacific Time Zone, though, so I reckon some people will be hitting the hay soon. I expect 10 more friends an hour from 10:00 tomorrow AM.<br /><br />She hasn't figured out how to use all the features yet, or that there is no real purpose. She keeps asking "what is this for?" <br /><br />Anyway, she kept laughing. She wouldn't have a reason; she'd just be on some page and start laughing. I guess she's feeling this buzz that's become unfamiliar since high school when there were people around all the time, so many friends to choose from.<br /><br />So doing the math (there's what, 16 waking hours in a day?) she'll have 160 new friends a day for maybe two months before it starts to peter out. Having friends is nice. Having friends on facebook is different. Faceboook admits this in the confirmation for accepting a friend. It says something like "facebook needs to make sure you know this person before you can be friends on facebook." Real life's requirement for friendship is a mutual understanding. Facebook's requirement is: you have to know the person.<br /><br />This is not to diminish the incredible power and advantage of facebook. If Clair ever comes to me in a moment of insecurity and says"nobody likes me," I'll be able to check her profile and say, "no, you have 10,318 friends, Clair! You're the coooooooooolest!"<br /><br />Socializing is good. I say go for it. I was surprosed who's on facebook at any given time. I don't have a profile. I'm not saying "yet" either... we'll see. Anyway, I hope you all add Clair as a friend. She's good people.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-62021977091372134802009-12-25T02:37:00.000-08:002009-12-25T02:40:15.398-08:00"Goodbye! Goodbye...goodbye..."-Hello DollySo the show MONK has ended.<br />BJ and I just stayed up late to watch the last two episodes EVER tonight. <br />IT WAS THE BEST SERIES FINALE OF ANY SHOW THAT EVER HAPPENED EVER.<br /><br />OHMYGATOR.<br /><br />It had the most perfect ending.<br />You can watch it on hulu.com.<br /><br />the end<br /><br />and merry christmas:DUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403527386419397371.post-62571323026071745832009-12-20T16:12:00.000-08:002009-12-20T16:34:26.538-08:00"a spoon full of sugar"So last night I had a CRAZY attack of strep throat. I have been working in Santa's workshop overtime times a million, and my body was done. So last night around 7ish my throat started to hurt. Two hours later I couldn't talk at all, and it hurt millions and millions to swallow. Strep throat you know? So I was super bummed since the next day(today) was Christmas Sunday and my own lovely Jane's 3rd birthday, and i had made all these plans to celebrate! I didn't want to be sick! So I made a herbal concoction of 1.5 TBS of raw, unprocessed honey, 1/8 tsp of cayenne and 4 ground up cloves of garlic, and mixed it all together and took about a tsp of it every hour for a few hours(until I went to bed). I didn't wash it down because you want the honey to coat your throat. It was a bit crazy feeling, but not unbearable. I also drank three mugfulls of 1.5 TBS of raw honey, and 1/2 a lemon in boiling hot water(I let it cool a tiny bit so I could drink it:). A crazy thing started happening when I was drinking the lemon and honey drink. (this is a bit gross but awesome!) Great big globs of mucus started gently coming out of my throat. My throat hurt durring the night, but when I woke up this morning my throat felt millions better, and by the afternoon the hurt was ALL GONE! I did not have some wimpy strep throat last night, it HURT MILLIONS. Do you know how amazing it is that the herbal things I did last night made it go away so fast?!! <br /><br />Garlic-natural antibiotic. Manmade antibiotics kill bad and good bacteria in your body. This is especially not good for you if you struggle with yeast problems. And it kills your body's natural immune system. Garlic just kills the bad stuff.<br /><br />Honey- Also a natural antibactirial. If you don't have any neosporin, you can put honey on a wound. I have done this before and it helps the wound heal really fast!<br /><br />Cayenne- THis stuff is really amazing. It stops a bleeding wound really fast(I have tried it on small wounds, and it hasn't burned). It stops a nosebleed, when you put some in a glass of water and drink it down, before you can count to ten. It increases circulation. For the strep throat it increases circulation to the throat to help heal faster.<br /><br />lemon-lemon is one of my favorite things to use in herbal remedies. It cleanses, it helps with digestion, it breaks down mucous. It is great.<br /><br /><br />I am telling you guys, if you want to get rid of strep throat fast, these are some great things to do that are cheap, and won't hurt you. Sleeping is also really important, especially if you got sick because you weren't taking the best care of yourself in the first place.<br /><br />XOXO!<br />Clair:)<br /><br />Honey,garlic,cayenne mixture<br /><br />1.5 TBS raw honey<br />1/8 tsp cayenne powder<br />4-5 cloves garlic (pressed or minced)<br /><br />Take as often as needed. 1 tsp at a time is best.:) But taking more won't hurt you.<br /><br /><br />Lemon, honey drink<br /><br />1/2 lemon<br />1.5 TBS raw honey<br /><br />Stir into a mug of boiling water. 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