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  Posted: Sep 29, 2012 7:42 PM FEED
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At Cost Plus World Market and see this couch for $199, normally $500...nothing's wrong with. Should I buy?
  • Is it comfy?

  • @amanditasdays yes...we just went with and bought it. Can't beat $199...especially as bad as we need new couches.

  • Aww! Yay! I have always liked the couches at World Market. πŸ˜ƒ

  • Think I need a trip to World Market...

  • @amanditasdays Me too! Funny...I went there for spices thinking I would just look πŸ‘€ and drool over the couches...I think I was due for some good deal karma. It has been a while. ☺ @treesalldance Mr. E had to pull me out of the store. they are also having a big sale on throw pillows. I promised myself I would make some...but when will I have the time for that!? πŸ˜ͺ It's dangerous that I live five minutes away, very dangerous.

  • Wish there was a world market (and a trader joes, a whole foods, Ikea...the list goes on lol) near me :(

  • @freelovebaby Boo! That's no fun! Hey, at least you don't have to worry about the massive TJ peanut butter and all other peanut related products recall. Sigh. But no Ikea, World Market=No bueno. Online shopping? I know it's not the same. Is there a Pier One? I've recently fallen in love with them again, though budget doesn't include a purchase.

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I've been trying to break up with Insta for a few weeks now. πŸ˜” I'm just not sure about sm, anymore. This summer has been draining, and there has been no rest for my beautiful little family. Me and E are tired of being so busy, of doing so much, of not having time we don't owe anyone anything. No calls, no texts, no appearances, no work, etc. I've been ditching my phone come 5 pm Friday, and retrieving it on Monday mornings. There's the occasional FB post, or mindless scrolling, but even that feels too much some days.
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We/I am taking some time to be selfish. I hate that word, because it's less about being selfish and more about self care. More about us and family time. We are deeply burned out.
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I'm not sure what the new season ahead has for me/us. There is so much change and growth on the horizon. If I don't breathe now, I'll suffocate further. I took a stress test last Friday and I scored 96/100. Wow. Just wow.
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Making time to breathe a little, quilt (!!) a little, spin/weave a little, bake a little, cuddle with E a lot, dream with my family a lot, and prepare for the season coming.
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As I feel moved, I'll share. But those of you who have the digits, feel free to text. But be warned, I unplug daily, I have no notifications or sound on my phone, so if I'm slow to respond, it's not you, it's me. I'm either working or caring for myself and/or family. πŸ’—βœŒπŸΎπŸ’—
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Posted: Jul 24, 2017 6:37 PM
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This morning my Father spoke to me through sunflowers. 🌻 He knows my name. 😌
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My heart has been so restless and tired, so He called me out, sent a hummingbird to swoop over me (without fail every time I pray in my garden a hummingbird comes, believing I'm a 🌲), a heavy cloud to remind me He guides & protects me (Exodus 13:21), and flowers to remind me- I'm Always His business (Mat. 6:28) Always His business. Always surrounded by His abundance and love.
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"See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you - you of little faith?" -Mat. 6:28-30 βœ¨πŸ™ŒπŸΎβœ¨ Every single time. πŸ‘πŸΎThat part.
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I've seen the spender of plants, so intricately beautiful I find myself nearly weeping into their soil, for I know their lives are short, their beauty fleeting (like us). And then God comes through, "Will I not do much more for you? Do you not see the same intricate beauty of you, your life as I've designed? Whom do you trust, your hands or my will/design for your life? If you trust me to produce the most beautiful earth, fill it with such deep beauty, why not see yourself as the same design, and give your life to me?"
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That part. God continues to humble me, continues to work on me, continues to refine me, continues to prune me, continues to keep me. Sometimes I look within, seeing who I've become and think, "Harpo, who dis here woman?" And then God answers. πŸ™πŸΎ .
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My heart is now grateful, joyful, and encouraged. Not my own, but His. .
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Posted: Jul 17, 2017 5:04 PM
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Ready for a Sabbath day of rest! Blessed Sunday beautiful people. πŸ’—
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And all that heavy breathing, him exhaling after holding his breath the past 30 minutes. Let's not talk about the way he's been stalking the mailman, waiting for his part. πŸ˜‚β˜ΊοΈ
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Huge Mistake. || Guess who just ruined 30 lbs of tomatoes? I was moving so fast I started to cook our tomato harvest in my big copper (unlined) jam pot. Yeah, copper poisoning. I didn't cook it, but I stored the purΓ©e in the pot as I was crushing the tomatoes in my tomato press, about an hour. I didn't catch it until I snapped this picture, rushed to get the sauce out, and of course, the pot was shinning, meaning the metal already leached into the sauce. I'm heart broken right about now, but I'd rather be safe than sorry. If you know anything about me, you know that I am a *stickler* about food safety, especially when it comes to my family and others. I even have my food handlers certificate, just for my own education. I know, a bit much. But this is an area I don't play.
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Posted: Jul 5, 2017 6:51 PM
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lb. 4 lb. || We've been blessed with lbs. on top of lbs. of tomatoes. So grateful I bought a tomato press 3 years ago, because this is a lot of work! Especially without my better half, add to that 100+ degree weather, no a/c, and canning...I need all the help and prayers I can get. All day work. I'm planning to can up most of this as tomato sauce/paste (unflavored so it'll be a blank canvas), and put a good portion into the dehydrator (sun dried tomatoes, tomato powder, etc.). A lot of work ahead, but I'm grateful for the abundance and fruit God has given us! Fyi: E weighed this week's harvest and we have about 30 lbs. This isn't including what we've already harvested, been eating, and what's still green on the vine. The season is truly just beginning, we pray.
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Posted: Jul 5, 2017 4:59 AM
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πŸŽ‡πŸ’“πŸŽ†|| Profoundly grateful for this life with them.
Posted: Jul 4, 2017 5:56 AM
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Midnight Canning || This morning the kids joined me in the garden to help water (at the end of the 2 hours), and then stuck around to help harvest the first round of peaches. Our trees were so heavy with fruit the limbs were dragging on the ground. I wouldn't suggest that, but I wasn't prepared for such an abundant harvest. I also gathered up some tomatoes, the most urgent ones, but there are tons reddening on the vine. I'm trying to only pick what I can process. Our peaches are so some were literally slipping out of their skin.
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I've been slow to document my harvest, life has just been very full. But we've started harvesting peppers, a few summer squash, and figs seem to be coming. For whatever reason, our zucchini plants are not producing well this year. I'm thinking that either the early heat wave shut the plants down, or I got a poor/unhealthy patch. So is life, we find riches and abundance in whatever the season gives. This year we are rich in tomatoes and peaches. And I am deeply grateful. And corn has been a rockstar for us this year, too.
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Quick peach jam, peach butter, peaches in syrup, peach pie, peach salsa--we will be consuming peaches by the lbs.
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Praying that the house doesn't get too hot, no a/c, inland summer = we've been hot!! Thus, midnight canning. πŸ…πŸ‘β˜ΊοΈπŸ‘πŸ…
Yo! Riverside Arts Walk, 1st Thursday! 7/6, 6-9 pm || Come celebrate Frida's cumpleaΓ±os with us and see some amazing art! My Frida painting will be on sale, and there will be a (free) Frida art project for kids. So excited! I miss my art family/tribe. πŸ‘©πŸΎβ€πŸŽ¨
Posted: Jul 3, 2017 5:27 PM
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For Now. || She's going to rest on a wall, and learn to be again.
Posted: Jun 29, 2017 3:21 AM
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Playing Frida y Diego πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’— || He's my favorite. Today we had a blast. #fundate #fundateday #marriedlife #blaxican #loveus
Posted: Jun 27, 2017 6:58 PM
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Hot Dog. πŸ˜©πŸ˜‚ || Summer is here, but our a/c isn't. The heat is so blasphemous and petty. Over 90 degrees inside at 10 am. .
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Posted: Jun 26, 2017 11:12 PM
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Progress. || Slowly, slowly, like poems seeping from my bones, and pooling on me like moles. There is a constellation growing across my skin, a brown girl galaxy and universe.
Posted: Jun 24, 2017 11:10 PM
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Break. || I've painted for 8/9 hours straight. And it's time to head to church, to serve, to worship, to rest my neck and arms, and to step away. (I forgot to eat. πŸ˜”) When you step back from your painting, you spot all the imperfections, the "need to fix" areas. And though I see them, I'm letting them go. I don't paint to capture a realistic photo, but my mood and inner life at the moment. I felt very expressive with brush strokes, I wanted to feel the paint with my eyes. I didn't want her to look like me, or Frida, but somehow she's more realistic and less abstract than my hopes. And I get it, there was a push and pull to see myself, yet to blur what I saw. Abstract portraits are so deeply beautiful to me, the way they captured the gestural being of a person, like a poem. I didn't make it there, and that's fine...this is what the painting needed to be today. Today I see my freckles and face moles and sunburned skin and tilted eyes.
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She needs clothing, and my eyes are craving more leaves and branches. I'm also itching to crown her. We'll see where she wants to go, I'm just the recorder.
Posted: Jun 24, 2017 6:51 PM
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Ee: Why you waking up at 5 am lady?
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I'm fighting to see myself. I'm fighting to hear myself. I'm fighting to poem myself. I'm fighting to breathe. I'm fighting for moments when nobody asks me to do anything. I'm fighting to take care of myself. I'm fighting for poems consolidating themselves in my bones. I'm fighting to weave again. I'm fighting to say no. I'm fighting to get on. I'm fighting to finish my novel, finally. I'm fighting to honor Frida with my #bgm. I'm fighting to understand oils. I'm fighting to get Manganese Blue Hue from between my fingerprints. I'm fighting to see my crown. I'm fighting summer heat. I'm fighting to not eat ice cream for breakfast.
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Ki: Because I'm no longer fighting myself.
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Sometimes the hardest work of our lives is to remove the thing around our necks. To see ourselves. To honor God's art of ourselves. He has me in a new season, cycling back towards all the things I assumed I no longer needed, or silenced, or placed in a box. The broken parts that gifted my hands and imagination. The work is long wearing and hard, but healing.
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The great thing about here, this place, is that the act of removing is also the act of freeing my hands.
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Work in progress. Her and me.