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Christmas Peek...

(Our first Feliz Navidad at the Snyders!)

(Christmas PJs, 2011.)

(Surprise mini Lego people were hidden in the tree waiting for us to find and assemble on Christmas Eve.)








(The girls were so excited about the gift they found Daddy at RAYGUN.)


(Chatting with Uncle Jason.)





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The Iowa I Know and Love...

Now that the pressure valve has let off some of the steam that had built up and resulted in yesterday's pot of sarcasm, I thought today I would post links to a few additional articles posted at the Atlantic that describe the Iowa, and rural middle America, with which I am much more familiar.

In Defense of Iowa Food by Kurt Friese

Look to Iowa's Future, Not its Past: A Response to Bloom by Bernard Sherman

And quite possibly my favorite response that you simply must read with a bit of a southern accent, sugar...

What Stephen Bloom is Missing About Iowa by Lynda Waddington

Sure Iowa has its problems...just like each of the other 49 US states and the nations beyond our borders and across the oceans. But let's face it, the life my family lives as Iowans in a small town once built on the back of agriculture and industry is one mostly of comfort and privilege. We live in a beautiful old home with a history of its own that I hope will continue to be written well after our time here com…

I live in Iowa. Oh the horror!

Earlier this month U of I professor, and author, Stephen Bloom posted an article in the political section of the website the Atlantic addressing the upcoming caucus season and his observations about Iowa, and Iowans, from the past 20 years as a resident. Being a busy time of year, and as one who tends not to pay much attention to politically focused matters, I didn't get the urge to read said article until I started seeing frequent references to it on my friend's Facebook feeds. So last night just before bed I set aside some time to sort through Mr. Bloom's many, many, MANY thoughts about the state of our state.

Today I wanted to take a little time to write this post to thank Mr. Bloom for sharing his wisdom. Until I took the time to decipher his big, fancy words I didn't realize I was doing this whole "living in rural Iowa" thing (or by extension my whole existence as a lifetime rural Midwesterner...minus those 15 glorious months of living in civilization in …

Cheap Therapy...

*** I've been writing this post on and off for over a week. I've decided it's just time to put it out there and move on.


It's that time of year. The time when days are getting shorter. And colder. The time of year when we move our activities inside and have a tendency to become a bit like hermits snuggling up with movies, knitting, board games, books, and cups of warm beverages. And it's that time of year when I find myself making my way back to the gym to pound out the miles on the hamster wheel known as a treadmill for some heat creating, calorie burning and cheap mental therapy.

Every year I think OK, I'm ready for this. I know what to expect. I have the tools needed to handle the variety of emotions I find myself facing this time of year. This year IS going to be better. Despite my attempt at positive thinking, I'm amazed at how easily my optimism can be be derailed.
I have a lot of random thoughts running through my head these days. I have a hard time de…

Sunday Morning Silly...

Once in a while Dando's curiosity urges him to venture off the bookshelf so he check out other toys in the house.




I think he thinks Froggy is missing a few marbles.


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Pumpkin Guts...

As much as I enjoy celebrating Halloween, we're not really big pumpkin carvers. I think it's because the girls are not really big on the mess that is pumpkin carving...mainly the sticking their hands inside a slimy pumpkin to pull out it's guts part. (Need proof? Watch this.) But this year we have special pumpkins from Nebraska that were grown by the girls' Great Grandpa, so there was no question as to if there would be carving or not.





I'm thankful for Scott's help in both getting the pumpkins ready for carving (which some how ended up being my job) and a little clean-up detailing after I got the designs cut in.




We cheated a little with the design step, using free templates we printed from cyberspace rather than coming up with original designs. But in the end the girls were each very happy with their chosen designs and that's all that matters. After cleaning up I washed and roasted the seeds, half of which I spiced with some salt, smoked paprika, garlic, Worc…

A Bit Off Balance...

Hello dear blog. I imagine you were wondering if I would ever again stop by for a visit. I've been wondering that myself lately.

To say I have not had time to write might not be 100% true. The time, if I made use of it, would be available. I've more been lacking the energy for words after my days spent in an environment where I hear and say so many, many words. In fact a lack of energy to tackle just about anything at the end of the day has me feeling a bit off balance recently. When I took this job I maybe didn't fully grasp that I would be spending my days with a school full of energy vampires.

Now that the newness of our new life schedule has worn off I'm starting to really notice how fortunate I was to be able to balance both the somewhat mundane tasks of day-to-day life (grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking, bill paying, etc) while having time to be inspired to involve myself (and my family) in more creative and active endeavors without the time and energy requiremen…

Photo Drive...

I took my camera on a drive today. I had heard that in a small township nearby there was an old historic church. I couldn't pass up the BEAUTIFUL day and a few hours to myself to go check it out.




As part of my trip I decided to do a little self-portrait project. Unfortunately as I was pulling together my equipment, I realized my tripod was in the trunk of my Scott's car...which had just left to take Scott and the girls to the last I-Cubs game of the season. Sooooo...I borrowed a beanbag pillow from the girls' room and hit the road hoping I could find safe places to nestle my camera. Here are my 2 favorite shots...



What I discovered undertaking this project is a remote trigger would have REALLY come in handy AND it's really hard to fine tune focus when you are trying to work the role on both sides of the camera.


I'm really uncomfortable being the subject in front of a camera...but I have to say, I had quite a bit of fun this afternoon.


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Day 1...

Fun was had by all.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a MUCH easier time getting to sleep tonight than I did last night. *YAWN*


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School Eve...

Earlier today a friend on Facebook posted a picture of her girls, and their last day of summer activities, with the simple caption "School Eve." I thought it was fitting for today's post because we too are celebrating School Eve in our house. Tomorrow while Brea heads to Kindergarten and Lexi starts 4th grade, I will be going back to 5th grade...this time as a Paraeducator. It's both super exciting, and creating a few butterflies in my tummy.

It's hard to believe that it's been 5 years since I said good-bye to my last full-time job and hello to full-time Mom and entrepreneur. Even with all the ups and downs, challenges and stresses, that have played out over those 5 years I wouldn't go back and chose a different direction. The gifts I have received by focusing on my family, and my dream of making a living by helping people live healthier lives, are priceless. But even then I knew that once Brea was headed to school full time, I more likely than not would …

Camera for Hire...

I'm so thankful my Aunt asked last winter if I would shoot my cousin's senior pictures. It took a lot of trust on her part (in my opinion) and was, I guess, part of the push I need to take the steps to put myself out there as a photographer for hire. As I have touched on here a couple of times, I've approached this "going pro" with my photography very cautiously. Partially out of protecting what I love about the photographic process and what it means to me creatively. Partially out of fear.

I started teaching yoga because I loved practicing yoga. I loved what it offered my body, my mind, and my soul. Given my background in fitness, and specifically in group fitness, teaching just felt like part of my growth as a practitioner. What I wasn't ready for, and what I've found is not an uncommon occurrence when someone makes the jump from yogi to yoga teacher, was how my relationship with yoga changed when it became my job...especially when I made the choice to …

Amazing...

Saturday evening we went to watch the last night of flight at the National Balloon Classic in Indianola. It was...




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A Week in the West...

The girls and I took advantage of no commitments last week to go spend an extra week of the summer with family in Western Nebraska. While the miles traveled were many, so were the laughs, hugs, and good times. Our first stop was a couple of days at my Aunt & Uncle's in Gothenburg for some senior portrait work. (Which have yet to be processed so don't expect to see any in this post.)


(We love the Jeep.)


The Gothenburg portion of our trip had been planned for the whole summer, it was part 2 of the trip, the long haul out to the valley, that was a bit of a last minute decision. The extra miles allowed us to see Uncle Jason, Grandpa Rod, and for the girls to spend a little time learning about Nebraska farm life. They both went out with Uncle Jason irrigating at the crack of dawn (while Mommy enjoyed sleeping in) and were always happy to lend a hand in the garden. Wednesday we enjoyed new potatoes with supper, grown by Uncle Jason and Grandma, harvested by eager little hands.



We a…