<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552</id><updated>2012-01-05T22:31:53.860-07:00</updated><category term='environtment'/><category term='declutter'/><category term='simplicity'/><category term='travel'/><category term='environment'/><category term='stress'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='love'/><category term='health'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>The Daisy Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-365105380235466625</id><published>2011-02-20T14:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:04:50.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>It's Not a Problem with Your Dishwasher: Where have all the phosphates gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Arizona is among a number of states that has banned dish detergents that include high levels of phosphates. Detergents with high levels of phosphates are bad for the environment and pollute lakes and streams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So we are giving our earth a big hug by booting the phosphates! All is well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...until me dishes started coming out of the dishwasher with a film an them and my glasses are cloudy, and I feel embarrassed over my dirty "clean" dishes and cups. All of a sudden, I want to just invest in paper plates and plastic cups, filling landfills while saving lakes and streams. Ashley and I thought we needed a new dishwasher, and so we went to look at getting a new appliance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That is when we found out: &lt;b&gt;the problem is not the dishwasher, it is the phosphate-free dish detergent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Solution: &lt;b&gt;Finish Glass Magic Hard Water Performance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Booste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9BaY7UAexU/TWGEzc86u6I/AAAAAAAAAzE/iOx9SKzsF4Y/s400/510aFWZRxYL.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575883833141279650" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After a couple cycles, our glasses and dishes came out shiny and film-free! The only place we found it locally was at &lt;a href="http://www.acehardware.com/home/index.jsp"&gt;Ace Hardware&lt;/a&gt;, but you can also buy it online at &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Finish-Glass-Dishwasher-Performance-Booster/dp/B000UCI09G"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So don't let the shame of your cloudy glasses prevent you from offering a glass of water, throw you plates against the wall, or put your dishwasher in the "Free" section of Craig's list. Just try some Finish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-365105380235466625?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/365105380235466625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-not-problem-with-your-dishwasher.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/365105380235466625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/365105380235466625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-not-problem-with-your-dishwasher.html' title='It&apos;s Not a Problem with Your Dishwasher: Where have all the phosphates gone?'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9BaY7UAexU/TWGEzc86u6I/AAAAAAAAAzE/iOx9SKzsF4Y/s72-c/510aFWZRxYL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-4824803497343353535</id><published>2011-02-13T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T14:39:06.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environtment'/><title type='text'>10 Ways I save money</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't have Cable:&lt;/b&gt; This actually is a good time-saver too because hours wasted watching television, because there is limited television to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go out to movies&lt;/span&gt;: With Red Box or Netflix instant downloads, we only need to wait a couple months and watch a movie for $1-$2 as a couple instead of $20.&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqgM6Goe_eI/TVhPczWa1zI/AAAAAAAAAy8/59mo7GPxJGs/s200/IMG_0823.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573291895110162226" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make my own tea&lt;/span&gt;: Instead of picking up a cup of tea at Starbucks for $2 a pop, I buy the 25-pack of the same tea for $3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Use online bill pay: &lt;/span&gt;The money comes out and pays the bills on the same day: pay day. This prevents over drafting funds and the bank charges that go along with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Use cash&lt;/span&gt;: While cash can burn a hole in your pocket, using ONLY cash does prevent over-drafting the bank account and the charges that go with that. A couple months of using cash squashed any itch to spend the cash in my pocket because I knew that there was nothing left when that was gone. Plus, the change at the end of the day goes in the &lt;a href="http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/cha-ching-with-change.html"&gt;piggy bank&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring a sack lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Lunch on the run can mean spending $3-$10 if I am careful, and even if I only have a few meals out during the week, that is $20-$40 a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unplug: &lt;/span&gt;Unplugging lamps, appliances, and electronics even when they were turned off brought our electric bill down by 15%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make a list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Before I go shopping for groceries, clothes, or anything. Then, I stick to the list. If I need one pair of jeans, then I write that down and it helps me not pick up a couple shirts and some cute sandals because they aren't on the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't buy bottled water:&lt;/b&gt; We love our Brita water filter, so we just fill our pitcher from the tap. Then, we use reusable water bottles and refill them as needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skip the salon&lt;/b&gt;: pedicures, massages, waxing, haircuts...they all add up fast! I have opted for the Great Clips around the corner for hair cuts and save the pedicures for the summer months, but I'm going to try to do my own toenails this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-4824803497343353535?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4824803497343353535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/10-ways-i-save-money.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4824803497343353535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4824803497343353535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/10-ways-i-save-money.html' title='10 Ways I save money'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqgM6Goe_eI/TVhPczWa1zI/AAAAAAAAAy8/59mo7GPxJGs/s72-c/IMG_0823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-7493185503303551258</id><published>2011-02-06T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:20:48.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Go Big or Go Home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;My husband and I love our home that is so often described of as "cozy," "cute," or a "cottage." It's our 1000 square feet tucked in a quiet neighborhood in the middle of Tucson. It definitely allows us the discipline of limiting our acquiring of "stuff" because, frankly, there is no room. It is quiet, relaxed, and right next to a great walking, running, cycling path on the mighty Rillito River (or as in Arizona, we know rivers as a big dusty ditch).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And then there is the option to buy a bigger house, over double the size of our house, smack dab in the middle of the Foothills, becoming more available to ministry. Needs a lot of updating, but it is geographically central to the direct ministry that I do, which means that there is a high likelihood that Ashley and I will never be in want of company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So what's a girl to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go BIG or go home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-7493185503303551258?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7493185503303551258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/go-big-or-go-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/7493185503303551258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/7493185503303551258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/go-big-or-go-home.html' title='Go Big or Go Home?'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-3274209604921120445</id><published>2011-01-30T10:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T18:29:47.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Take the Long Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I drive the same routes  and roads over and over, I begin to notice signs to interesting sites. I  mean, not interesting enough that I have made it to those sites before,  but interesting enough to say to myself, "Huh...maybe I should check  that out some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;time." Of course, I never do and I just drive by the sign  over and over again. Some of the Tucson signs I see are: "Rooster  Cogburn's Ostrich Farm," "Biosphere 2," and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Tucson Botanical Garden  Butterfly Magic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's time to take an extra 10-20 minutes out of my travel to see the sites.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was heading to Pinetop with some friends, and lo and behold,  we see the "Biosphere 2" sign, and one of my friends suggested we check  it out. I wrestled with my rigid commitment to promptness, and turned  off the main drag to the side road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had tales of Biosphere 2 to dazzle you with, but the truth is  we arrived as it was closing and guffawed at the $20 per/person entry  fee. But we had a great photo opp and curiosity was suppressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TUIYWyQHNYI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/O0NF8HrfbII/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567038869108897154" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But most of all, we laughed together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We shared an adventure and we laughed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Take the side road for three reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Quench curiosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;De-clutter the brain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;from the list of future "to do's" by just doing it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Not be a slave to the clock (realize that taking 10 minutes out of the day won't end the world)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TUIZt3osEJI/AAAAAAAAAyo/KEu9BN4LykI/s400/IMG_0730.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567040365202772114" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TUIZWYo1j7I/AAAAAAAAAyg/3zjdvXP-u0I/s400/IMG_0728.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567039961744904114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-3274209604921120445?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3274209604921120445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-long-way.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3274209604921120445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3274209604921120445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-long-way.html' title='Take the Long Way'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TUIYWyQHNYI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/O0NF8HrfbII/s72-c/IMG_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-4563809051166109574</id><published>2011-01-23T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T16:45:09.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Sauced</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In the continuing effort to cook health and at low cost, I tried a new recipe for pasta sauce. I say new like I had an old recipe, but really my old recipe was the jar of marinara sauce on the shelf of the supermarket that's on sale.  And as we continue our &lt;a href="http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/down-with-king.html"&gt;war against high fructose corn syrup&lt;/a&gt;, I was a bit grossed out to find out that high fructose corn syrup is a common ingredient in jarred sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I saw a recipe for homemade pasta sauce on the Today Show, and made my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;derivation of &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/29633150/"&gt;Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bittman's&lt;/span&gt; recipe&lt;/a&gt;. You should be warned: it does not look like a typical marinara sauce. I was a bit scared at first, but then I tasted it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSE2UF9thzI/AAAAAAAAAxk/IFVp6ymfeEg/s400/photo%2B2.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557783133978199858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's light and fresh, and full of flavor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSE2osp9IUI/AAAAAAAAAxs/cNkViPWeXJI/s200/IMG_0715.JPG" style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557783487961702722" border="0" /&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;1/4 cup olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cloves garlic chopped&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;1 large onion or 2 medium onions, chopped&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Two 28-ounce cans of whole tomatoes,chopped,  liquid reserved&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Salt and freshly ground black pepper&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;1/2 cup chopped basil leaves &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 tsp. oregano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h5&gt;Preparation&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;p&gt;Put the olive oil in a large pot over medium heat. When the oil is hot, add the  onions, sprinkle with salt  (approx 1/4 tsp) and pepper (approx 1/8 tsp), and cook, stirring occasionally, until  soft, about 3 minutes. Then add the tomatoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cook, stirring occasionally, until the tomatoes break down and the mixture  comes together and thickens a bit, 10 to 15 minutes. For a thinner sauce, add  some or all of the reserved liquid and cook for another 5 to 10 minutes; at this time, add the basil and oregano.  Taste, adjust the seasonings, stir  in the herbs, and keep warm. (Or let cool, cover, and refrigerate for up to  several days; reheat gently before serving.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSE2zUsm3pI/AAAAAAAAAx0/uHncCGqG5Cg/s320/photo%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-4563809051166109574?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4563809051166109574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/sauced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4563809051166109574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4563809051166109574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/sauced.html' title='Sauced'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSE2UF9thzI/AAAAAAAAAxk/IFVp6ymfeEg/s72-c/photo%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-3840258346836419373</id><published>2011-01-16T13:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T13:38:00.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>This Little Piggy Went to Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSDnqK8fXsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IjuSGdmDouE/s1600/IMG00004-20110102-0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSDnqK8fXsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IjuSGdmDouE/s320/IMG00004-20110102-0846.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557696651853782722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;In the New Year efforts to improve our diet, I decided to do something I have never done in Tucson before, go to a Farmer's Market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I started my search like any other in my generation, not with a phone book, but Googling the words "farmers market Tucson." As luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; would have it, the website &lt;a href="http://farmersmarkettucson.com/"&gt;http://farmersmarkettucson.com/&lt;/a&gt; came up. What would I do without Google? So with my &lt;a href="http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/bring-my-own-bags.html"&gt;reusable grocery bag&lt;/a&gt; in hand, and cash in my pocket, I headed to market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I learned a few things there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Definitely &lt;b&gt;bring cash&lt;/b&gt;--no debit/credit machines here. But it is definitely more expensive than the grocery store too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Vendors are really friendly&lt;/b&gt;! I didn't really know what I was doing, so I would tell the vendor, "This is my first time at the Farmer's Marker," and they would walk me through their product as well as other's stands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSDnvEs6v1I/AAAAAAAAAxc/7npOMFXxjNY/s400/IMG00005-20110102-0859.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557696736077201234" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It was good to &lt;b&gt;take a loop&lt;/b&gt; before purchasing. I didn't really know what was there, or what I was looking for. It was good to stroll through a bit and get a feel for my surroundings before I started buying. Or maybe I was nervous about this new experience and needed to take a second to orient myself before interacting with strangers in a strange land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I should have &lt;b&gt;brought a friend.&lt;/b&gt; It's a bit awkward to be the only person standing in front of a vendor's tent, looking at their product by yourself, and pretending to know what I'm doing when I pick up an onion to examine it. Plus, it would be a fun thing,outdoors thing to do together with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I was intimidated at first by this new world that seemed to have it's own rites, rituals, and taboos--and it is it's own world. But most importantly, I learned that a smile and asking questions helped to loosen me up and get into the spirit of the market. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I did walk away with: 1 carrot, 1 onions, 1 dozen eggs, and a pound of ground beef and spent $14. I'm not sure I can afford to do a lot of grocery shopping at the Farmer's Market, but it was fun thinking that was getting the food straight from the farmer's hand, and I guess that is what I was paying for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-3840258346836419373?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3840258346836419373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-little-piggy-went-to-market.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3840258346836419373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3840258346836419373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-little-piggy-went-to-market.html' title='This Little Piggy Went to Market'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TSDnqK8fXsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IjuSGdmDouE/s72-c/IMG00004-20110102-0846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-4576259879170346121</id><published>2011-01-09T09:00:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T13:14:11.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Rest, God did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genesis 2:2 "By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes, we have heard that it is important to take a Sabbath because, after all, God did on the seventh day. Easy to say before the day of the Blackberry. It is so tempting to just glance at that one email, but that one glance steals my rest immediately. Why do I do it? If God rested, what do I think is so important to keep me from doing the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;As I looked closer at this verse, I not only see how God rested, but how He worked contributing to the ability to rest.  Here is what I saw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"God finished"--&lt;/strong&gt;It is so much easier to rest when a task is completed and not taunting us with "if you just gave me a few minutes, I'd be done." Even though we know it really means an hour or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the work he had been doing"--&lt;/strong&gt;There was focus on a specific task until it was complete. I tend to start a new task in the middle of another one, so that on my desk there are four or five incomplete tasks instead of one finished one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He rested"&lt;/strong&gt;--Just those words make my shoulders relax and my heart rate slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"from all his work"--&lt;/strong&gt;Everything is put away; there is no checking that one email, or looking up that one report. It is rest from &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the work we have, putting it all down for the sake of rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I let technology steal my rest all the time. When I put it down, I am freed up to engage with the people, silence, laughter, or creation around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rest is good for my  health (spiritual, physical, mental, and emotional).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TR5Uj9ZTYfI/AAAAAAAAAxM/O5NGmXTRAec/s400/58030_479731086477_595656477_6486382_2299059_n.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556971966974616050" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rest is good for my marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rest is good for my relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So let's rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-4576259879170346121?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4576259879170346121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/rest-god-did.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4576259879170346121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4576259879170346121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/rest-god-did.html' title='Rest, God did.'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TR5Uj9ZTYfI/AAAAAAAAAxM/O5NGmXTRAec/s72-c/58030_479731086477_595656477_6486382_2299059_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-1071550760517082450</id><published>2011-01-02T09:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T13:56:50.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Down with the King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TR5DF3etXRI/AAAAAAAAAws/D-gufmglF1A/s1600/Publication1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 281px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556952758292929810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TR5DF3etXRI/AAAAAAAAAws/D-gufmglF1A/s320/Publication1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span   &gt;I won't deny that I am a hybrid of nerd and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hippy&lt;/span&gt; (thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NAU&lt;/span&gt;). I am embarrassed to say that: 1) Ashley and I enjoy watching documentaries from time to time, and 2) we can be influenced by what we watch. Especially as we have seen the dysfunctional relationship between corn, the government, and what we put into our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span   &gt;After watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodincmovie.com/"&gt;Food Inc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about a year ago, we made a couple dietary changes that has lead us to more groceries being purchased at Trader Joe's and less at the supermarket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Buy grass-fed beef. The key word here is "grass," not "grain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Buy free range chicken and eggs from free range chickens. Cage less may still mean crammed in dark barns and filled with hormones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Well, now we sat down and watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kingcorn.net/"&gt;King Corn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and though it was a bit slow and a little boring, alas, we were forced to re-examine our diet once more. We started going through our pantry and refrigerator to look at the labels on our food and found corn in almost everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span   &gt;But the major culprit is High Fructose Corn Syrup. So now our challenge is to find groceries without this...except of course for my ample supply of Dr. Pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-1071550760517082450?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1071550760517082450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/down-with-king.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/1071550760517082450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/1071550760517082450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/down-with-king.html' title='Down with the King'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TR5DF3etXRI/AAAAAAAAAws/D-gufmglF1A/s72-c/Publication1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-5200147111385526940</id><published>2010-12-31T14:02:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T14:43:17.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like others, I fail miserably at New Year's Resolutions. But one I did manage to do fairly well with was to read one book a month. Here are the highlights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Jane Austen--an oldie but a goody! It has been too long since the last time I read this, and it is a page-turner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to the Basics of Young Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by John Miller--great for any Young Life leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leadership Secrets of Colin Powell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Oren Harari--nerdy but pretty good. You can skim a lot of the chapters because they ahve a summary in the back of each one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strengthening the Soul of Your Leadership&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by Ruth Haley Barton--I'd read only a chapter in a sitting because it's got a lot to chew on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In 2011, I am planning to start reading a book series that I have somehow managed to NOT read in the last decade. I will be picking up my first &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556963911182926850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TR5NPDO5RAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/AThE1R9kJoo/s200/IMG_0711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now if you are curious about the status of the rest of my 2010 my resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do a WEEKLY blog entry: &lt;/strong&gt;Well, seeing that my last blog entry was February 5, 2010, we can go ahead and scratch that one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spend less than $500 total on clothes and shoes for the year:&lt;/strong&gt; Sad to say that I have no idea how much money I spent on clothes; I can say with certainty that I spent less in 2010 than I did in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Store less stuff:&lt;/strong&gt; A marathon of A&amp;amp;E's series &lt;em&gt;Hoarders&lt;/em&gt; will make anyone clean out their closet FAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Read a book once/month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay out of debt:&lt;/strong&gt; Cheers! We stayed clear here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-5200147111385526940?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5200147111385526940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/books-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/5200147111385526940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/5200147111385526940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/books-of-2010.html' title='Books of 2010'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/TR5NPDO5RAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/AThE1R9kJoo/s72-c/IMG_0711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-1361959125168193746</id><published>2010-02-05T12:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:49:49.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><title type='text'>Food for Though</title><content type='html'>These are some quotes I ran across this week that I enjoyed:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"There are two ways to get enough. One is to continue to accumulate more and more. The other is to desire less." G.K. Chesterton&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Everything we own owns us. It takes time to use it, dust it, paint it, maintain it, build space in a house for it, and work to pay for it." Richard Swanson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;"My joy comes from clothing myself with the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit. It is joy because it is so precious to God." Cynthia Heald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-1361959125168193746?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1361959125168193746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/food-for-though.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/1361959125168193746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/1361959125168193746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/food-for-though.html' title='Food for Though'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-2290266710696089804</id><published>2010-01-20T10:08:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T10:42:00.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Bad Day Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 305px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428876945078526274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S1c-0XC2oUI/AAAAAAAAAwM/DI71EsMs4Kg/s320/BBB.JPG" /&gt;We all have those bad days when we want to write the word "fail" on that day of the calendar. I can become consumed with my mistakes, people's negative opinions of me (whether perceived or real), and wonder if what I am doing with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Instead of crawling under the covers with a tub of cookie dough, searching online for jobs in Hawaii, break open the "Bad Day Box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Bad Day Box is a box where I keep encouraging notes, cards, emails, or keepsakes that people have given to me that are full of words that touched my heart. It is a reminder of the all the good things that people have to say to me and about me. It takes a few minutes to open it up and remember that "fail" might have described my day, but not my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put together your own Bad Day Box:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428877200439668514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S1c_DOVsbyI/AAAAAAAAAwU/8re4oAE7V_I/s320/BBB+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can pick up a fun hat box at the store, decorate your own box if you are crafty, or pick up a photo storage box. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuck the box away in a place, where it's easy to access and you will see it often in case you need it. Mine is in my home office in a cupboard with office supplies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Every time you get a note or email, pictures, or something else that has encouraged you, stick in the box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You can even do this for a friend, loved one, or your kids and fill it with notes and words that you want to encourage them with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-2290266710696089804?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2290266710696089804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-day-box.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2290266710696089804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2290266710696089804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-day-box.html' title='Bad Day Box'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S1c-0XC2oUI/AAAAAAAAAwM/DI71EsMs4Kg/s72-c/BBB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-7429744301339973856</id><published>2010-01-11T14:20:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:26:49.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environtment'/><title type='text'>I Want to Ride My Bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0uYLbYbGuI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1mYPq36uUOk/s1600-h/Beach+Cruiser.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 307px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425597498194074338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0uYLbYbGuI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1mYPq36uUOk/s320/Beach+Cruiser.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first purchase of the new year was an old Huffy beach cruiser, complete with a basket on the front, for $65 off of Craig's list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had read on one of my favorite blogs, &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/"&gt;Zen Habits&lt;/a&gt;, that one of the reasons that as a whole, the Japanese are healthier than Americans is because they walk or ride a bike everywhere. While I am not going to ride my bike everywhere, I thought, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is close enough to me that I could ride a bike to?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;And what came to mind is the grocery store and gas station around the corner, which is located on a strip mall that has all sorts of other stores also. We are constantly making those trips around the corner for the ingredient we forgot or what we are "all out of," or renting a movie from the DVD kiosk at the gas station for $1.49 (this is one of our favorite habits).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if instead of doing those quick trips around the corner in my car, I rode a bike&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could save on gas and emissions, be green, and put some more activity in my life. Sounds good. And so I searched for a low-cost bike, so that if this plan turns out like most New Year's resolutions, at least I'm not out too much cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up a pink bike helmet for about $15 and a matching pink bike lock for about $13. All in all, a $93 investment. My goal was to spend less than $100 on the whole ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425599986871879906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0uacSbcyOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/HvjoY4vRo1I/s400/Beach+Cruiser+(4).JPG" /&gt;And yes, I did take my bike for it's maiden voyage to the grocery store, on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, and I learned a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;People think it's cute when a child rides their bike to the grocery store, and a little weird when an adult does.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People don't want to make eye contact with a grown woman riding a bike with a basket wearing a pink bike helmet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The only adult that made eye contact with me and smiled was an old hippie, wearing a poncho, who was also riding his bike.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cars definitely saw me and gave me the right away--I also attribute that to the pink bike helmet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes me about the same time to ride my bike to the grocery store as it takes to drive (because of traffic lights and parking).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes about 2 blocks before my thighs start burning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helmet hair is not as bad as I thought.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to say that I also enjoyed hearing the sounds of the outdoor world instead of my radio yelling commercials at me. My cell phone rang, but I couldn't answer it because I am not talented enough to talk and ride at the same time, and I enjoyed the time to myself not on the phone. I also got to reward myself with an extra cookie without any guilt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My conclusion is that it was totally worth it and I will do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-7429744301339973856?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7429744301339973856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-ride-my-bicycle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/7429744301339973856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/7429744301339973856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-ride-my-bicycle.html' title='I Want to Ride My Bicycle'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0uYLbYbGuI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1mYPq36uUOk/s72-c/Beach+Cruiser.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-5256062320393528999</id><published>2010-01-06T20:23:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:47:48.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The Quick Fix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We all have our ways to deal with stress. I really love a good massage, a pedicure, the scalp massage that comes with a good haircut, a movie with a happy ending. But most of those cost a pretty penny, and the daisy life is about living simply and low cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I took a recent trip with his parents to La Jolla, and during this relaxing week, I realized the quick fix to built up stress: &lt;strong&gt;A good hug&lt;/strong&gt; (and maybe a kiss, but let's focus on the hugging part since kisses can be hard to come by, and it is the cold and flu season after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423843757989427298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0VdKUAt-GI/AAAAAAAAAvE/yFvqposUeM0/s400/hug+and+kiss.jpg" /&gt;Yes, the beach and ocean are great, but I live in the desert of Tucson, AZ (though we do live right off the banks of the lovely Rillito, which should be Spanish for "really big sand ditch"), but really makes all those muscles in my neck release is a great big hug, a bear hug, a tight squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here are some fun tidbits that I found online about hugging by googling "facts about hugs":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugging assists the immune system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugging helps induce sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;A snuggle is a longish hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs are free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Humans need 4 hugs/day to survive and 8 hugs/day to maintain a strong emotional level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Instead of spending extra money on a shopping trip or a gourme coffee drink to feel beter..I think I'll go hug someone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851465944259090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0VkK-YW2hI/AAAAAAAAAvM/E566cqZfJ04/s400/14644_202148243243_655273243_3114289_5885023_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hugging "facts" found at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poofcat.com/friend9.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;www.poofcat.com/friend9.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.superlaugh.com/1/hugfacts.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;www.superlaugh.com/1/hugfacts.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pennyparker2.com/facts.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;www.pennyparker2.com/facts.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daisy Resolution update&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weekly blog entry: I completed a post--so it's not the most creative or clever, but it is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Money spent on clothes so far:&lt;strong&gt; $0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Store less stuff: I have created a "garage sale" closet that will hopefully be empty by the end of January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Book: Still working on the Eisenhower biography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Balance my credit card:&lt;strong&gt; $0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-5256062320393528999?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5256062320393528999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-fix.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/5256062320393528999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/5256062320393528999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-fix.html' title='The Quick Fix'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0VdKUAt-GI/AAAAAAAAAvE/yFvqposUeM0/s72-c/hug+and+kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-6886320995737012121</id><published>2009-12-31T21:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:09:56.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>A Daisy Resolution</title><content type='html'>It's true, time slips through all of our fingers, and looks like mine have giant gaps. However, it is once again that idyllic time when dreams of what can be accomplished in the next year, and as I sit in my pajamas on New Year's Eve at 10pm (Yes, I'm super-cool), I have a moment to think about what New Year's resolution to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard once that if you write down goals, you are more likely to accomplish them. So, let's give it a whirl, after all, the most it could cost me is personal shame and public embarrassment as I publicly announce (to all four of you who follow this blog) what I hope to accomplish next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do a WEEKLY blog entry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spend less than $500 total on clothes and shoes for the year&lt;/strong&gt;--It would be a miracle if I spent less than $1,000 over the year, but I'm going to aim high (or low as it may be) and we will see where I end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Store less stuff&lt;/strong&gt;--This actually means "have" less stuff. Okay, so goals are supposed to be measurable and whatnot, but there is only a couple hours until midnight and all I know is that I don't want to complain about not having enough room for all my "stuff."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read a book once/month&lt;/strong&gt;--Cheater alert: I started this goal this fall, but it's good enough to carry on into 2010. My current read is &lt;em&gt;Ike: An American Hero&lt;/em&gt;, a 700-page monstrosity of a biography on the late Dwight D. Eisenhower. Did I mention that I'm super-cool?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay out of debt&lt;/strong&gt;--In 2009, we paid off my student loan, my car, and my credit card. Let's keep the good times rolling. I wonder if I can go through 2010 without accumulating another dollar on my credit card. Well, at least if I can do #2, I have a stronger chance to accomplish #5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Maybe, I'll make this entry a homepage as a daily reminder of what my goals are, which in the end should either motivate me or cause me to implode into myself and become a puddle of failure. Either way, I won't be in the same place I am today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-6886320995737012121?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6886320995737012121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/daisy-resolution.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/6886320995737012121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/6886320995737012121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/daisy-resolution.html' title='A Daisy Resolution'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-3103492417372905716</id><published>2009-11-04T13:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:04:04.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><title type='text'>Organizing the Glove Box</title><content type='html'>I feel like opening the glove box is done at my own risk as receipts, napkins, travel mugs, and who-knows-what-else comes billowing out. I stuff my glove box with whatever, and then of course, when it becomes important for me to find those important pieces of paper: registration and proof of insurance, I am buried in years worth of oil change receipts.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SvHrf79vO1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/JGXGzICP0ZQ/s1600-h/Publication1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 297px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400356362099047250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SvHrf79vO1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/JGXGzICP0ZQ/s320/Publication1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came across an idea in &lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/"&gt;Real Simple &lt;/a&gt;magazine. Take of those accordion files made for receipts or coupons and use it to organize the glove box. I found a small, plastic accordion file at Target for about $4. It even has a little zip lock compartment in the front! So, here is how I cleaned out the glove box:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pull everything out of the glove box.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first thing to go back into the glove box is the owner's manual to the vehicle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the VERY FRONT of the accordion file, place your current proof of insurance and registration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, in the different sections, put the receipts of any car work done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Throw away any trash, and file any car work over one year old in your home with other home records--but get them out of the glove box.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stick $2 change in quarters in the zip lock pouch for those unexpected tolls and parking meters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decide on the other 3 or 4 important items you want in your glove box. I have a tire pressure gage, napkins, phone charger, and an emergency poncho (because my parents gave it to me. Yes, I live in the desert and have no need for an emergency poncho, but I feel like as soon as I toss it, I'll find myself in a situation where I'll inevitably need it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400356640679889378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SvHrwJwlieI/AAAAAAAAAu8/a_VA6C6t4LI/s400/DSC09055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-3103492417372905716?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3103492417372905716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/organizing-glove-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3103492417372905716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3103492417372905716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/organizing-glove-box.html' title='Organizing the Glove Box'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SvHrf79vO1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/JGXGzICP0ZQ/s72-c/Publication1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-391665037111276831</id><published>2009-10-09T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:08:18.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on John the Baptist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Ss9win65_7I/AAAAAAAAAus/SOllg9BeibY/s1600-h/NT-167-med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390651019119689650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Ss9win65_7I/AAAAAAAAAus/SOllg9BeibY/s320/NT-167-med.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mark 1:6-8 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;"And so John came, baptizing in the desert region and preaching a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins. The whole Judean countryside and all the people of Jerusalem went out to him. Confessing their sins, they were baptized by him in the Jordan River. John wore clothing made of camel's hair, with a leather belt around his waist, and he ate locusts and wild honey. And this was his message: 'After me will come one more powerful than I, the thongs of whose sandals I am not worthy to stoop down and untie. I baptize you with water, but he will baptize you with the Holy Spirit.'"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading through Mark and came across these verses and they made me think about how John the Baptist was freed up from everyday burdens that tend to entangle us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;His clothing is simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Not that we all need to reduce our closets to one outfit, but I have &lt;a href="http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-closet-black-hole-of-time.html"&gt;mentioned before &lt;/a&gt;that I can waste 20-30 minutes each day trying to figure out what to wear. John kept is simple. He wasn't concerned if people had seen his outfit before or sit staring at his closet wondering what would impress others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;His meals are simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Sometimes we eat what we want, not what we have, or what we can afford. Yes, we live in American where we can eat anything we want at any time we want, but really, feeding our impulses can cost us at least $400 a month in eating out, instead of settling for the PB &amp;amp; J or spaghetti that is in my cupboard. Plus, at least its better than bugs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;His lifestyle is simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--No car payment, no house payment, no credit cards. He lives with what is within his means. Revolutionary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;His message is simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Jesus is coming. John isn't busy explaining all the intricacies of doctrine and theology. His faith revolves around the promises of God, and his focus is just a Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, as my friend Sam would point out, John the Baptist did end up beheaded, but I think I can learn lessons from how he lived his life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-391665037111276831?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/391665037111276831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts-on-john-baptist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/391665037111276831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/391665037111276831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts-on-john-baptist.html' title='Thoughts on John the Baptist'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Ss9win65_7I/AAAAAAAAAus/SOllg9BeibY/s72-c/NT-167-med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-4374704742832619431</id><published>2009-09-27T18:24:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:38:09.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Treasure Hunts</title><content type='html'>It seems like no matter what size city we grow up in, that famous phrase comes from our lips: "There is nothing to do here." My sister has an acquaintance who calls Tucson, "Nothing to Do-son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is, there is usually something going on in our own backyards, but we need a sense of adventure, be open to some creativity, and ready to explore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to google the word "Festivals" + the city I live in + the year. So, "Festivals Tucson 2009." And thanks to the Internet, we have found some local treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stdemetriostucson.org/"&gt;St. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demetrios&lt;/span&gt; Greek Festival&lt;/a&gt; (September) $3 Entry Fee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tucsoncelticfestival.org/"&gt;Tucson Celtic Festival &amp;amp; Highland Games &lt;/a&gt;(November) $12 Entry Fee ($10 if you bring a non-perishable food item)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387405885591817938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsPpG_eMjtI/AAAAAAAAAuM/9aBxAgt-HwQ/s400/Publication1.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.winterhavenfestival.org/festival.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Winterhaven&lt;/span&gt; Festival of Lights&lt;/a&gt; (December) Free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387406075389332818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsPpSChczVI/AAAAAAAAAuU/jH83P-Lljfo/s400/n655273243_1242188_3174.jpg" /&gt; I have also googled "Things to do in Tucson," and the first website that came up was from &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/"&gt;Trip Advisor&lt;/a&gt;. Of course! People travel to the cities we live in and post what to do around our towns, sites to see, and restaurants to try. Reap the benefits of the tourists' work; I like that. Trip Advisor listed museums, hiking routes, farmer's markets, and artisan neighborhoods and shops, all low cost or free to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, there are always the wonders of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. It is amazing what suggestions you can get by simply posting your status as, "What is there to do in Tucson this weekend?" or "What is your favorite thing to do in Tucson?" Then, you get the local flavor:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsPrMTZLBiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/pMlKuhV-evE/s1600-h/n642530574_1162731_5654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387408175862056482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsPrMTZLBiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/pMlKuhV-evE/s320/n642530574_1162731_5654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roostercogburn.com/"&gt;Rooster &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cogburn's&lt;/span&gt; Ostrich Ranch&lt;/a&gt; $5 Entry &amp;amp; Feed Fee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney Lane (near Christmas) Free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387407456691642226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsPqicRlX3I/AAAAAAAAAuc/kPIUmOVSsCk/s320/lane+sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy exploring, and I hope you fall in love with your back yard!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-4374704742832619431?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4374704742832619431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/local-treasure-hunts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4374704742832619431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4374704742832619431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/local-treasure-hunts.html' title='Local Treasure Hunts'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsPpG_eMjtI/AAAAAAAAAuM/9aBxAgt-HwQ/s72-c/Publication1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-2877601097992989652</id><published>2009-09-27T17:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:19:40.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><title type='text'>The $5 Jewelry box</title><content type='html'>I have to credit my friend, Kat, for this stroke of brilliance. I was getting the tour of her house when I encountered the way she stores her jewelry in her closet. She had taken a peice of foam core, hung it in her closet, and hung her jewelry there for storage and display. And here is the brilliance of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything is neatly displayed, making it easy to decide what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Necklaces are not lost in a nest of knots.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takes up no shelf space, like a clunky jewelry box, and clothes can be hung in front.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's cheap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386320720907554306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsAOKGAFTgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/csNLODKeJpo/s400/DSC08831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I decided to copy my friend and bought the supplies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A piece of foam core ($2.50 at Target)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Push pin tacks ($1.99)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386321271400787122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsAOqIv5bLI/AAAAAAAAAuE/okTf4K29XLY/s320/DSC08833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One added perk is that I had to go through all of my jewelry, and I ended up finding pieces I had forgotten that I owned. I cleaned out old and outdated jewelry, untangled necklaces, and set aside the pieces I wanted to keep. I really was limited to the space on the board, so it is actually a great way to limit how much jewelry I am hoarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I laid the board down on a flat surface, arranged my jewelry on it, and then placed the push pins where the jewelry is to be hanging from. Then, I removed the jewelry from the board, placing everything in the same order on another flat surface, so I didn't forget where I had placed all the jewelry. Then, hung the board in the back of the closet with a hammer and three small nails. Finally, I hung all the jewelry up. The foam core may not be as thick as the push pins, but it works.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-2877601097992989652?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2877601097992989652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/5-jewelry-box.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2877601097992989652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2877601097992989652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/5-jewelry-box.html' title='The $5 Jewelry box'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SsAOKGAFTgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/csNLODKeJpo/s72-c/DSC08831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-3073141337951593</id><published>2009-09-23T14:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:45:24.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><title type='text'>When to Ebay, Craig's list, or Buffalo</title><content type='html'>Ahhh...the classic dilemma: How do I sell my stuff? It's a great way to make a few extra bucks while ridding my life of the excess and clutter that is around me. But, when do you use what resale service? Here's my quick guide to when to use what service:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Ebay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is where you make the most money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Items that are like new or slightly used.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Items from brand names and stores that are sought after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you have 1-5 items to get rid of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Useful if you have the time to sell each; about 30min-1hour for each item to set up, sell, and mail.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Buffalo Exchange, Plato's Closet, or other trendy used clothing stores, or Bookman's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Average $2-$5 per item (maybe up to $10 for bigger items).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It seems like these stores have a mental block from taking everything, they may take 10%-60% of your items, so you have to come with a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good for if you have at least 2 large bags full.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Items can be from new to more used than items you would put on Ebay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brand names, styles from within the last year, or great vintage pieces.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most helpful if you can block out a morning or afternoon and hit all the stores that buy used clothing with the same bags.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Craig's list&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Craig's list is great if you just want someone to come and take your stuff more than you want to make a couple bucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't expect to make money, maybe $2-5 for a bag of clothes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Price items based on what you would expect to pay at a garage sale, because that is what Craig's list is, a giant garage sale.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Items can be in any condition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should't take a lot of time or energy--it's more like a creative dump.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One word of advice: never meet someone alone, bring a buddy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-3073141337951593?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3073141337951593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-to-ebay-craigs-list-or-buffalo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3073141337951593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3073141337951593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-to-ebay-craigs-list-or-buffalo.html' title='When to Ebay, Craig&apos;s list, or Buffalo'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-864146184696777023</id><published>2009-08-25T20:49:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:06:56.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your mom always said that there are starving people in the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SpS0q8yLhbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/79N9H3fCZEk/s1600-h/makin+shepherds+pie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374118905323947442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SpS0q8yLhbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/79N9H3fCZEk/s320/makin+shepherds+pie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing I have never been able to master is meal planning. It seems like a couple times a month I end up trashing groceries that went bad or buy groceries that never saw the light of day (or the inside of my stomach). I found a jar of red curry in my fridge today that hasn't been used for over a year. In fact, if I recall correctly, I think I used it for one dish, one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One problem, that whole "I look into the fridge and can't find what I want, so I'll go get what I want" attitude that I can blame on being American, but will just blame on me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I just ate what was in my fridge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, even if I don't want spaghetti from yesterday, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; of leaving the house to grab some food "to go,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which really means, "to go to my house and eat at the coffee table." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow, that might require things life self-control or resisting instant gratification. That's a novel idea&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, how do I plan meals that are: cost effective, efficient, healthy, and full of ingredients that won't end up in my trash can because I couldn't figure out how to use them again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-864146184696777023?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/864146184696777023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-mom-always-said-that-there-are.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/864146184696777023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/864146184696777023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-mom-always-said-that-there-are.html' title='Your mom always said that there are starving people in the world...'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SpS0q8yLhbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/79N9H3fCZEk/s72-c/makin+shepherds+pie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-5900144101678384247</id><published>2009-08-22T16:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:37:04.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><title type='text'>My Closet: The Black Hole of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SpB_lZ76PDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Jt5JFDMsVHw/s1600-h/DSC08810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 224px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372934636047055922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SpB_lZ76PDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Jt5JFDMsVHw/s400/DSC08810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I waste so much time each morning trying to figure out what I am going to where. I sit on the edge of my bed, stare at my closet and try to put an outfit together, while trying to remember what I want to wear later in the week. I also am amazed at how many tops I own, and how few bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm telling you, figuring out what to wear would be a 10-20 minute process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First step: I had to clean out the closet, and I'll share taht 8 trash-bag story later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second step: I spend 30 minutes on laundry day putting together my outfits for the week and hanging them as such, thinking about what I have going on during the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I get up in the morning and just grab the next outfit, and this has saved my life in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also helped me to figure out how much excess clothing that I had in my closet, realizing that I could go through months of outfits without wearing certain items in my closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372935511311678418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SpCAYWjQe9I/AAAAAAAAAtc/k2MR9tAZsko/s400/DSC08811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-5900144101678384247?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5900144101678384247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-closet-black-hole-of-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/5900144101678384247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/5900144101678384247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-closet-black-hole-of-time.html' title='My Closet: The Black Hole of Time'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SpB_lZ76PDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Jt5JFDMsVHw/s72-c/DSC08810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-4089345547360785482</id><published>2009-08-07T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:44:32.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>The Vacation Account</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsLSv4r8PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/aI8TadIB6gM/s1600-h/6332_117083146477_595656477_2853377_7904479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366895797661855986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsLSv4r8PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/aI8TadIB6gM/s400/6332_117083146477_595656477_2853377_7904479_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley and I are fans of INGDirect, and online bank, which usually has higher interest earnings than a traditional bank (though in the recent economy has caused the interest to take a hit). One of the reasons we like ING is because it takes about a week for withdrawn funds from ING to arrive in your traditional bank, so you really have to plan your finances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing is that you can open multiple savings accounts and label them for what you want the money to go toward. Thus, the vacation account!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has their priorities, and travel is one of ours, so we &lt;strong&gt;opened a vacation savings account&lt;/strong&gt; that Ashley and I both deposit into monthly, about $100-$200 a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People ask us all the time how we can travel around the world. Ashley and I always say that everyone has their priorities that they choose to spend money on. We like to travel. Consequently, we don't go out to eat in nice restaurants, we don't see movies (outside the cheap theater), we don't have nice clothes or nice cars, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, Ashley and I decided that travel is an important enough part of our life that we have a savings account that we set aside money in so that we can travel without stressing about how to pay for our adventures. One of the best financial decisions we have made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366901718114364594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsQrXSj7LI/AAAAAAAAAs8/jSFvYSggtrI/s400/travels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-4089345547360785482?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4089345547360785482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacation-account.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4089345547360785482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4089345547360785482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacation-account.html' title='The Vacation Account'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsLSv4r8PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/aI8TadIB6gM/s72-c/6332_117083146477_595656477_2853377_7904479_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-8910179474654842607</id><published>2009-08-06T09:31:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:23:11.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Bring My Own Bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsHFujYH2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/fA-GFntmzQs/s1600-h/DSC07836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366891175919230818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsHFujYH2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/fA-GFntmzQs/s400/DSC07836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of us have a cupboard that is a mess of shopping bags. I stuff these bags in this cupboard, where I don't have to see them, and I think I'll use them again. However, it turns into giant cupboard for storing an unnecessary amount of plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally made the choice to buy a couple of those "green," reusable grocery bags for about $1 for each bag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and cleaned&lt;/span&gt; our the bag cupboard. Now we have a use for each kind of bag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plastic bags&lt;/strong&gt;: trash bags for our smaller garbage cans like in the bathroom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Green" bags&lt;/strong&gt;: for general shopping at the grocery store, Target, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Large garbage bags&lt;/strong&gt;: trash bags for our large garbage can in the kitchen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paper bags&lt;/strong&gt;: bags for donating clothes, books, etc. or for carrying supplies or gifts outside of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also found out that most grocery stores will give you a five cent discount for each "green" bag you bring; Sunflower markets give ten cents per bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I helps to keep the "green" bags in my car trunk. Otherwise, I tend to forget them, or when I have an impromptu trip the store, the bags are with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366891483223546770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsHXnWb25I/AAAAAAAAAsc/GFqBbnHsiWI/s320/DSC07839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-8910179474654842607?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8910179474654842607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/bring-my-own-bags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/8910179474654842607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/8910179474654842607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/bring-my-own-bags.html' title='Bring My Own Bags'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SnsHFujYH2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/fA-GFntmzQs/s72-c/DSC07836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-2779617308413494519</id><published>2009-08-05T16:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:46:03.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>I heart Dave Ramsey</title><content type='html'>In the pursuit to simplify, my husband and I have been taking a look at our personal finances to figure out how to simplify our financial life. Really, it is a pursuit of financial health. One of my friends introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/etc/cms/baby_steps_2867.htmlc"&gt;Dave Ramsey&lt;/a&gt; and his financial wisdom, and we just love him. It is more of a biblical financial plan than a budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with Dave Ramsey's ideas and principles about how to handle finances because it means having specific goals for your money and designating money for certain purposes. The idea is that if your money is already designated, you are less likely to spend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Ramsey has seven baby steps to financial freedom, and sadly to say, I'm only on step two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;$1,000 to start an Emergency Fund&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay off all debt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 to 6 months of expenses in savings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invest 15% of household income into Roth IRAs and pre-tax retirement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;College funding for children&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay off home early&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Build wealth and give! Invest in mutual funds and real estate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;But is has totally changed how my husband and I look at our personal budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mdmproofing.com/iym/babysteps.html"&gt;Check out more information about Dave Ramsey' Baby Steps.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-2779617308413494519?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2779617308413494519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-heart-dave-ramsey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2779617308413494519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2779617308413494519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-heart-dave-ramsey.html' title='I heart Dave Ramsey'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-811174573616168838</id><published>2009-03-24T21:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:32:26.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Hidden Treasures at the Street Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2DUOyhfgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/p59h3WQYc9o/s1600-h/DSC08023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322554718212423170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2DUOyhfgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/p59h3WQYc9o/s400/DSC08023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite things about Tucson is the &lt;a href="http://www.fourthavenue.org/fairs/general-information/"&gt;4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Avenue Street Fair&lt;/a&gt; that comes to Tucson every spring. It is fun to walk down 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Avenue and browse the tents full of fresh, fun, and funky arts, crafts, and goods for sale. It's always a good time with friends!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2FVSpsq9I/AAAAAAAAApM/DXmOC5EwN2M/s1600-h/DSC08022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322556935452273618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2FVSpsq9I/AAAAAAAAApM/DXmOC5EwN2M/s320/DSC08022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th Street Fair is free entertainment! Plus, you get the chance to be outside as spring hits and catch a bit of a tan. It's kind of like a big treasure hunt, and provides hours of fun and entertainment for free (that is, if you pack your own food &amp;amp; water). And don't forget the people-watching. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2Efi8HBdI/AAAAAAAAApE/rbx7YZn3zO0/s1600-h/n595656477_2125774_8204911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322556012111529426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2Efi8HBdI/AAAAAAAAApE/rbx7YZn3zO0/s200/n595656477_2125774_8204911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and I bring some cash for food, the kind of greasy fair food that really only tastes good when it is sold out of a stall window, you know, fry bread, kettle corn and pulled-pork sandwiches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and we look for one or two unique items to bring home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I stumbled upon two new vendors that were my favorite at this year's street fair, both for totally different reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.blackcanyonrestorations.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Black Canyon Restorations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Canyon Restorations, in their own words,&lt;em&gt; "try to salvage as much material as possible before it goes to the landfill. We use old windows, molding, glass, hardware, stove parts, bed frames, barn wood, railings and many other materials that are incorporated into the design and assembly of our products."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Reduce, reuse, recycle, and look good doing it&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect! Black Canyon Restorations has artsy, unique pieces that we just fell in love with!Plus, they were reasonably priced! We bought a shelf to display my small collection of tea cups and saucers. I loved that the hooks were made from old silverware. It's unique, fun, and okay, it did make me feel a little heroic to support such a creative and environmental effort.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322552365495712482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2BLSPJeuI/AAAAAAAAAo0/S__kIupPLSQ/s320/DSC08014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.staceygoldendesigns.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Golden Designs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an event like the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Avenue Street Fair, there is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;plethora&lt;/span&gt; of tie dye. It lured me in as I got lost in all the music and art. But after browsing through a number of tents exploding with tie dye, I finally found a vendor who tie dyed on clothing made in the U.S.A. Sold! I came out proudly with a tank top that was made in the U.S.A. and dyed by a small business owner!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;We mark that off as a good day with a couple fun treasures!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322557891553097298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2GM8Z5dlI/AAAAAAAAApU/7wRqSfOQ9VM/s320/n595656477_2125772_6382743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-811174573616168838?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/811174573616168838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/hidden-treasures-at-street-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/811174573616168838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/811174573616168838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/hidden-treasures-at-street-fair.html' title='Hidden Treasures at the Street Fair'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/Sd2DUOyhfgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/p59h3WQYc9o/s72-c/DSC08023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-3434118672901965109</id><published>2009-03-21T18:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:19:20.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Progress</title><content type='html'>I am celebrating one small victory this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Navy classically has their "Item of the Week," and once in a while it is a deal that will stop you in your tracks. Actually, it won't stop you in your tracks; it will make you rush straight to the mall to purchase the item that I didn't need 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; ago, but now suddenly can't live without. That is how I ended with a $12 pair of skinny jeans in my closet this past October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, temptation began to settle in again. Summer dresses for $15 at Old Navy, and endless commercials to remind me of this amazing deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up the dress online and saw that it this fabulous summer fashion item was not made in the U.S.A., so I passed on it. I looked through Buffalo Exchange and American Apparel, and could not find a similar dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day, I ended up &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; purchasing a dress that I didn't need to start with. After all, there are 3 skirts and 4 dresses hanging in my closet at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this...progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-3434118672901965109?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3434118672901965109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3434118672901965109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/3434118672901965109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-progress.html' title='Making Progress'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-717698991760828504</id><published>2009-03-17T18:28:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:39:12.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skip the Restaurant &amp; Cook with Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/ScBcl2pJjxI/AAAAAAAAAoc/JNesg9fD4d4/s1600-h/DSC07900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314349365690208018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/ScBcl2pJjxI/AAAAAAAAAoc/JNesg9fD4d4/s320/DSC07900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So many of our social gatherings happen around food. We go out for coffee, for lunch, for dessert, for dinner. I looked back on a couple months of bank statements just to see what I spent on food other than groceries and I was surprised to find that I could make a &lt;strong&gt;car payment and one month of car insurance&lt;/strong&gt; with all the money I spent at coffee shops, restaurants, and fast food joints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It begins to feel like, "If I want to see my friends, I am going to spend a load of dough on going to restaurants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, it might seem weird if you continually suggest going on a picnic just so you can brown bag your lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So is my only option to just become a hermit, a social pariah, so I can eat my peanut butter and jelly sandwiches of shame huddled in the corner of my living room?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My New Habit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead of always meeting at a restaurant, invite friends over to make meals together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, cooking together is a whole new adventure! I have experienced so much more joy with my friends by trying a new recipe in the kitchen rather than ordering a new dish at the latest vogue bistro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314346995711991122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/ScBab5yT3VI/AAAAAAAAAoE/QwIiEFMJ_fw/s400/cookin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The perks of cooking together:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking together provides a shared experience that is unique to whoever is sharing it. You can't help but bond when you cook together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The kitchen fills with laughter-wearing silly aprons and figure out what chopping a carrot julienne means&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is a more cost-effective way to eat meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking a meal together provides a natural conversation outlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is someone who can help you do the dishes when all is said and done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have the ability to make healthier meals in realistic portions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314347412530660418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/ScBa0KjoBEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/-cAUm1miWIs/s400/Mac%26CheeseNight25.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ideas of how to make it an ongoing adventure with friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can split up the ingredients list between friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even lunch can become a "build your own" salad or sandwich at home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make it a challenge to see how inexpensive you can make your meals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take turns with friends bringing the recipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/ScBa__n1DzI/AAAAAAAAAoU/kdGbcQiiELw/s1600-h/Mac%26CheeseNight51.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when the meal is done being prepared, there is a greater enjoyment when it is time to eat. I feel like I have earned my meal! I love that sense of accomplishment!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352913487308114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/ScBf0XN5JVI/AAAAAAAAAok/lJrDkjB0uqQ/s400/Mac%26CheeseNight51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also think I tend to take more joy in eating when I prepare my own meal. I mean, I spent all that time cooking, I'm not going to wolf down my food, I'm going to savor every bite I slaved over. Eating slowly prevents overeating since your stomach has time to catch up with your mouth, all in all helping me to eat healthy portions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And just for fun, here are a couple of my favorite recipes to cook with friends:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://constructivesalad.blogspot.com/2007/11/neopolitan-macaroni-cheese.html"&gt;Neopolitan Macaroni &amp;amp; Cheese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbqu.net/season4/412_4.html#tarragon_chicken"&gt;Tarragon Chicken Paillards &amp;amp; Salad &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/food/rcp/index.aspx?recipeid=135821"&gt;Weight Watchers Old-Fashioned Chicken Pot Pie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cooks.com/rec/view/0,161,155170-232200,00.html"&gt;Shish Kababs&lt;/a&gt; (why not? just cut up red peppers, onions, pineapples, chicken, beef, or whatever else you like)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-717698991760828504?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/717698991760828504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/skip-restaurant-cook-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/717698991760828504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/717698991760828504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/skip-restaurant-cook-with-friends.html' title='Skip the Restaurant &amp; Cook with Friends'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/ScBcl2pJjxI/AAAAAAAAAoc/JNesg9fD4d4/s72-c/DSC07900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-8947047796563026397</id><published>2009-02-19T12:35:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:27:20.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Richard J. Foster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZ2854IN7RI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5z4A-Em_mG0/s1600-h/DSC07624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304603638617730322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZ2854IN7RI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5z4A-Em_mG0/s320/DSC07624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was when I read Richard J. Foster's &lt;em&gt;Celebration of Discipline&lt;/em&gt; that I first was introduced to the discipline of simplicity. The ideas are so counter-cultural, and yet, make so much sense in my heart of hearts. It is our greed, lust, and insatiable thirst for "stuff" that can kill our capacity for joy and to live life to the full. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living life to the full does not mean living life with our arms full of stuff. Though I prefer to live life with my arms full of Ashley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304604405345378178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZ29mgaVX4I/AAAAAAAAAm4/gdLjRt_yTZY/s320/DSC07234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite quotes and my musings from that book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Simplicity is the only thing that can sufficiently reorient our lives so that possessions can be genuinely enjoyed without destroying us." (p. 74)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...if what we have we believe we have gotten [for ourselves], and if what we have we believe we must hold onto, and if what we have is not available to others, then we will live in anxiety." (p. 77)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is such a vivid and descriptive idea: that our possessions have the power to destroy us. Rather, it is our perceived need to possess that gives our stuff power over us. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If we put to great a value on our possessions, then we spend time worrying how to keep, preserve, and sometimes showcase our possessions because we don't know who we are without them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Giving our possessions the power to define who we are (an inanimate object giving meaning to our very purpose and the design of our souls) will ultimately fail us at our search for meaning, security, love, and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We cling to our possessions rather than sharing them because we are anxious about tomorrow" (p. 78)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is the very idea of hoarding. It reminds me of Ebenezer Scrooge, who couldn't begin to spend all the money he had hoarded, but fear of the unknown caused him to sit on top of his wealth. Scrooge was bound, imprisoned, by his wealth. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't we all see that Scrooge was finally living a full life when he was able to let go of his wealth and possessions? His possessions no longer controlled or defined him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clinging to stuff is opposite in nature of how we are to live. Cling to healthy relationships, to our loved ones, not to stuff. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZ29Nk5bQHI/AAAAAAAAAmw/VG3csPcYSe0/s1600-h/DSC07234.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304604624957535282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZ29zSh89DI/AAAAAAAAAnA/onPrdr0cyZo/s320/girls+and+naughty+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is true, those who are able to share with others live with a lighter spirit because they are not consumed with wasting energy on figuring out how to hold onto possessions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Simplicity is freedom...Simplicity brings joy and balance." (pg. 9)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To attempt to arrange and outward life-style of simplicity without the inward reality leads to deadly legalism." (pg. 70)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would go as far as to say that trying to arrange an outward life-style of simplicity without the inward can feed into an addiction for control.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The need for control exists in most of us, and living by a strict set of lifestyle guidelines is a great way to feed, and temporarily satisfy that need for control, but it only makes the need for control greater in our life, and that is what will destroy us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The inward reality, as Richard J. Foster describes, "is to seek the kingdom of God and the righteousness of His kingdom &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt;--and then everything necessary will come in its proper order" (p. 75). It's like Stephen Covey's idea of putting first things first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is not fixing our outer environment in order to achieve inner peace and simplicity. It is letting our outward attitudes and surroundings to be a reflection of what exists inside of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To seek God first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is to live simply. He is consistent in character, unwavering in His love, and wills what is good in my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To seek control first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is to live in the oppression of our spirits of our own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;devising&lt;/span&gt;. I am inconsistent in character, my loyalties and love are moslty conditional, and I often cannot see what is good or bad until after the fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foster, R.J. (1978). &lt;em&gt;Celebration of Discipline: The path to spiritual growth.&lt;/em&gt; New York: Harper &amp;amp; Row, Publishers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-8947047796563026397?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8947047796563026397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/ode-to-richard-j-foster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/8947047796563026397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/8947047796563026397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/ode-to-richard-j-foster.html' title='Ode to Richard J. Foster'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZ2854IN7RI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5z4A-Em_mG0/s72-c/DSC07624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-797118397240410714</id><published>2009-02-11T09:19:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:48:11.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Cha-Ching with Change</title><content type='html'>I realized pretty quickly that when I started working in all cash (instead of cards), that I ended up with a lot of change by the end of the day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301581466523008706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZMAQTvl_sI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IlFl3yZ4MNo/s320/piggybank_side2_jpg81457d5a-f14e-4e40-aa1c-292a0df15896Large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to bring back the &lt;a href="http://www.piggybankofamerica.com/"&gt;piggy bank&lt;/a&gt;! At the end of every day, I empty the wallet, pockets, and car consul and throw all the change in a tin. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZMAZpVDyJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/g7j47BTyMvg/s1600-h/DSC07834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301581626936117394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZMAZpVDyJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/g7j47BTyMvg/s200/DSC07834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider change as money spent or unusable, even when it is still in my wallet. So, it just builds through the day and through the weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to take it a step &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt;, you can put a little post it on the "bank" that could indicate something specific you are saving for, like "shoes" or "Disneyland."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, however, am not that good and tend to let the change build up for 2 months, and usually find there was an unplanned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;expense&lt;/span&gt; of some sort (like a recent parking ticket I received) and use the money to pay for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fan of the &lt;a href="http://www.coinstar.com/us/html/a-home"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Coinstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; machines at the grocery store. I just dump all my coins in the machine, take my receipt to customer service, and get cash. However, it does take around an 8% cut for doing the counting for you, so if you are wanting to keep that 8% then use that mindless television-watching time to roll those coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest treat is seeing how that change builds up, and all of a sudden I have extra money that would have easily been spent if I used my debit card rather than cash.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301581873666064418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZMAoAeEACI/AAAAAAAAAmg/9R9iiNxz4CI/s400/DSC07830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-797118397240410714?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/797118397240410714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/cha-ching-with-change.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/797118397240410714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/797118397240410714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/cha-ching-with-change.html' title='Cha-Ching with Change'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SZMAQTvl_sI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IlFl3yZ4MNo/s72-c/piggybank_side2_jpg81457d5a-f14e-4e40-aa1c-292a0df15896Large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-6364770561942730204</id><published>2009-02-08T15:37:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:33:41.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Shopping with a Social Conscience</title><content type='html'>Shopping with a social conscience means to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reducing or halting oppression of human beings around the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supporting the fellow American and the American economy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think any of us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to support a sweatshop; we don't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to contribute to or continue the oppression of human beings. And given the opportunity, we would choose to help stop the oppression of our fellow brothers and sister in humanity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, much clothing is manufactured outside of the U.S., and the truth is, I do not know how other countries, namely second- or third-world countries, treat their employees. Mostly, I hear its bad. I took a peek at the tags of the clothes in my closet, and found a veritable who's who of countries known to have problems with poverty: Indonesia, India, Honduras, Vietnam, El Salvador, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300567234678031586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY9l0PsPBOI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gho0fbAcE7c/s400/made+foreign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty sure I have contributed to the oppression of the poor without a thought. I don't want to continue that trend in my life: thoughtless spending with possible anti-humanitarian consequences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to change my shopping habits. What's my method?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buy American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (look for the "Made in U.S.A." label)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buy used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Borrow (not buy) items from friends that I will only need for one or two uses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the American economy in the dumps, it is even more important to put our American dollars back into America. I want to support our home town businesses, factories, and manufacturers. Do a little homework, and look for &lt;a href="http://www.stillmadeinusa.com/"&gt;American-made products&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my favorite brands that are made in the U.S.A. are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY9miZfjr3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Rj0WG9_vJ3A/s1600-h/DSC07812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300568027583197042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY9miZfjr3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Rj0WG9_vJ3A/s320/DSC07812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.byenaclothing.com/"&gt;Byena Clothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.net/"&gt;American Apparel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.verabradley.com/Site/Home.aspx"&gt;Vera Bradley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buying used also puts money back into the local economy as most thrift stores are putting money back into the local community and local aid for those in need. Buying used also reduces waste, helping out our environment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus, some stores will give you cash or store credit for items that you bring in, which is a great money-saver. If shopping is about wasting time, socializing with friends, and the thrill of the hunt, there is no better adventure than diving into a thrift store. A couple of my favorites are: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.platoscloset.com/"&gt;Plato's Closet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buffaloexchange.com/"&gt;Buffalo Exchange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savers.com/"&gt;Saver's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's true, I probably won't ever be a fashionista, but I can change the world one outfit at a time. I can't help what I already own. Those are dollars already spent and goods owned. However, I can change my shopping habits starting today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-6364770561942730204?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6364770561942730204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/shopping-with-social-conscience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/6364770561942730204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/6364770561942730204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/shopping-with-social-conscience.html' title='Shopping with a Social Conscience'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY9l0PsPBOI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gho0fbAcE7c/s72-c/made+foreign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-2220564613616076386</id><published>2009-02-06T22:19:00.020-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:01:09.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Joyful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY2x-Yfpp0I/AAAAAAAAAlg/fKErmUycoMo/s1600-h/joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300088021770151746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY2x-Yfpp0I/AAAAAAAAAlg/fKErmUycoMo/s400/joy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:16 "Be joyful always"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In this day and age, we have the the right to pursue happiness, and boy do we. Except that happiness is a temporary and fleeting feeling. Joy, however, is a state of life. Joy changes who we are. Finding our simplest joys opens the heart and makes room for living life, not spending our life hunting for happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Where do I find joy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughing with my sister&lt;/li&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299929602964661458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY0h5MdJJNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/XJ2n4kqJ67Q/s400/laughter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling the sun shine down on me the first time I step out of the house each morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Falling asleep next to my husband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The smell of the asphalt after a summer rainstorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing my sister in a luchardor mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;a href="http://tucsoncelticfestival.org/"&gt;Tucson Celtic Festival&lt;/a&gt; and the ability to buy Haggis in the desert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nephew that dressed himself&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299924489934039474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY0dPk7pabI/AAAAAAAAAlI/1D8mhH2-j9g/s400/DSC07232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The adventures teenagers bring to my life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY0gORWJ3iI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wyqQFISJul8/s1600-h/DSC05996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299927766031523362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY0gORWJ3iI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wyqQFISJul8/s320/DSC05996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dublin on St. Patrick's Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Driving without the radio on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone else doing the dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to camp...still&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Communicating everything without a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thirty-minute pool noodle fights with middle school girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY28eDkNujI/AAAAAAAAAlw/i6KzIwj_prk/s1600-h/n655273243_1242208_8634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300099561024240178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY28eDkNujI/AAAAAAAAAlw/i6KzIwj_prk/s320/n655273243_1242208_8634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas Avenue &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kisses on the cheek&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crawling into a bed with freshly cleaned sheets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A day at the zoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A parade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receiving mail in the mailbox (not inbox)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memorable adventures when everything seems to go wrong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300099252888673762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY28MHq-HeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/j1j0-GnDRNw/s400/wa+wa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting outside and reading a book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People-watching at a coffee shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pin-trading at Disneyland&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY29nKiZaVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YyTiY3brH7Q/s1600-h/Troy%27s+pin+trade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300100817026115922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY29nKiZaVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YyTiY3brH7Q/s320/Troy%27s+pin+trade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturdays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-2220564613616076386?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2220564613616076386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-love-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2220564613616076386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/2220564613616076386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-love-love.html' title='Simply Joyful'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SY2x-Yfpp0I/AAAAAAAAAlg/fKErmUycoMo/s72-c/joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-4096398500918956412</id><published>2009-02-06T14:44:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:37:54.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Debit or Credit? Neither.</title><content type='html'>I don't think about what I am spending when I am using a card, and I'm often surprised how $3 here and $5 there add up quickly, and I've spent $50 or $100 without thinking. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYy2eWmLo4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/HHvmSBOsLRs/s1600-h/DSC07710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299811494086288258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYy2eWmLo4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/HHvmSBOsLRs/s320/DSC07710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 23:5&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Cast but a glance at riches, and they are gone, for they will surely sprout wings and fly off to the sky like an eagle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to change the way I was spending money and &lt;strong&gt;made the switch to cash.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use my budget to figure out how much money you have for: groceries, gas, entertainment, and other monthly expenses aside from bills, tithe, savings, and charitable donations. Then, I made little envelope pouches for each category. Each paycheck, I withdraw cash and separate the cash into the respective envelopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are a number of advantages to this method:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It prevents identity theft: We hear so much about how using our debit cards and credit cards open us up to identity theft. Using cash prevents your account number from being mishandled by a business.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It saves money in bank charges for accidental overdraft and other charges: When the cash is spent, that's it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It prevents credit card debt: Again, when the cash is spent, that's it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It forces you to deal with the most important budget items first, not last: You have to pay bills, put money into a savings account, etc. before withdrawing cash, so you become more intentional about financial responsibility.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-4096398500918956412?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4096398500918956412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/debit-or-credit-neither.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4096398500918956412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/4096398500918956412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/debit-or-credit-neither.html' title='Debit or Credit? Neither.'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYy2eWmLo4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/HHvmSBOsLRs/s72-c/DSC07710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-8831668438635524994</id><published>2009-02-03T15:15:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:31:40.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><title type='text'>Declutter Your Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYjfdauDowI/AAAAAAAAAko/SDbrAWAj9LA/s1600-h/DSC07706.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I go through our day making a list in my head; I think we all do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower, try to get the squeeze the remaining shampoo out of the bottle. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pick up Shampoo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brush my teeth with my electric toothbrush, which is loosing its vigor. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get AA batteries.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on my makeup for the day, routing around old eyeshadow containers, mascara tubes, etc. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clean out makeup bag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens all day with burned out light bulbs, needed groceries, piles of mail, and on and on and on. However, most likely, we don't simply take care of the list, so we relive it the next day, and the next, and the next. I just stick an "oh yeah" on the front of my list items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned from a co worker that every time I thought those thoughts in my mental "to do" list, I was expending unnecessary energy and stress. My brain became cluttered by "to dos" that never go done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Declutter the brain:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYjePTpz5FI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Y8oKTrRrIpM/s1600-h/DSC07708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298729316156433490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYjePTpz5FI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Y8oKTrRrIpM/s320/DSC07708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grab a pen and paper and stick it by your night stand &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The next day, keep this pad with you and write down every "to do" you think on that pad throughout the day (Now the list has become tangible!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe repeat this for a couple days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now, put a date next to each item. What can be taken care of tomorrow? this weekend? next week? next month?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use your original list and create a list for every date you wrote down. I love the 4x6 &lt;a href="http://www.3m.com/us/office/postit/products/prod_notes_np.html"&gt;post-its&lt;/a&gt; for these! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stick these post-its on your calendar or bulletin board and cross items off as you accomplish the task. It will feel so good&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ultimately, this will help the environment and the wallet because it will help you group your tasks and errands so you do less daily driving around. Instead, you can get into the car with a plan of attack!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-8831668438635524994?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8831668438635524994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/declutter-your-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/8831668438635524994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/8831668438635524994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/declutter-your-brain.html' title='Declutter Your Brain'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYjePTpz5FI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Y8oKTrRrIpM/s72-c/DSC07708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-646290247684095107</id><published>2009-02-03T11:55:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:36:23.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Saving the Planet, One Load of Laundry at a Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYiUTn3MGNI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1XpBSCHZtjA/s1600-h/Laundry_Detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298648026440276178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYiUTn3MGNI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1XpBSCHZtjA/s320/Laundry_Detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I try to keep laundry a once a week event in our house. We were trying to figure out how to cut corners and save the planet, and reducing water usage seemed a practical way to do that. The goal was to limit our household to doing three loads per week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One load of laundry for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One load of laundry for my husband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One load of household (sheets, towels, rags, etc.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;One load of laundry per person, per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is an average, and the general rule is that all clothes are washed on cold (another money-saving tip), and households are washed on warm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The surprise result of doing laundry this way was that I noticed my closet was still bursting with clothes on laundry day. However, my favorite pieces were always in the laundry, leaving clothes I had lukewarm feelings toward hanging in my closet, untouched, unworn, unused.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I concluded that I have more clothes than I need or wear (which I'm sure most of us do), and it was time for the purging of the closet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Less clothes = less laundry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-646290247684095107?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/646290247684095107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/saving-planet-one-load-of-laundry-at.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/646290247684095107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/646290247684095107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/saving-planet-one-load-of-laundry-at.html' title='Saving the Planet, One Load of Laundry at a Time'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYiUTn3MGNI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1XpBSCHZtjA/s72-c/Laundry_Detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8517327885619272552.post-1024186609660260843</id><published>2009-02-02T21:26:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:31:58.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declutter'/><title type='text'>How it all started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYfMrFs-BDI/AAAAAAAAAj4/NR8k2AdJ-MM/s1600-h/DSC07703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298428527261910066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYfMrFs-BDI/AAAAAAAAAj4/NR8k2AdJ-MM/s400/DSC07703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would go to bed with the closet door open and look inside as I would fall asleep. I was trying to figure out what I was going to wear tomorrow. And then, when I woke up, I would turn and look into my closet to continue the process of figuring out what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was going to be late, it was because I tried on at least three outfits before finding an ensemble that I was satisfied with. It started to become a running joke between my husband and me as he would often find me standing in towel, just staring into my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so silly. Something as trivial as getting dressed in the morning took up so much time, energy, and unneeded stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matthew 6:28 "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYfNzzafQDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CzGWcJm4SiY/s1600-h/211686_daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298429776483008562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYfNzzafQDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CzGWcJm4SiY/s320/211686_daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would finger through my clothes over and over again trying not to forget what I had seen in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I figured out the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I didn't have anything to wear, it's that I had too much to wear. Sometimes too many choices is what can clutter my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it started with my closet. I needed to simplify. Get back to basics, and get rid of unnecessary clutter and stress that can crowd around me in a million small ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was time to start living the daisy life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8517327885619272552-1024186609660260843?l=thedaisylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1024186609660260843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-it-all-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/1024186609660260843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8517327885619272552/posts/default/1024186609660260843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedaisylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-it-all-started.html' title='How it all started'/><author><name>Tanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08167594812872972635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/S0aXghkMluI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ofnLunFIaE/S220/La+Jolla+Maddox+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOe03W1-2qg/SYfMrFs-BDI/AAAAAAAAAj4/NR8k2AdJ-MM/s72-c/DSC07703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
