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Sunday, June 3, 2012
The Brave Little Soul
This was the poem Cindy read yesterday see this post: http://blackhurstfamily.blogspot.com/2012/06/forever-changed.html
Not too long ago in Heaven there was a little soul who took wonder in observing the world. He especially enjoyed the love he saw there and often expressed this joy with God. One day however the little soul was sad, for on this day he saw suffering in the world. He approached God and sadly asked, “Why do bad things happen; why is there suffering in the world?”
God paused for a moment and replied, "Little soul, do not be sad, for the suffering you see, unlocks the love in people’s hearts.” The little soul was confused. “What do you mean,” he asked. God replied, “Have you not noticed the goodness and love that is the offspring of that suffering? Look at how people come together, drop their differences and show their love and compassion for those who suffer. All their other motivations disappear and they become motivated by love alone.”
The little soul began to understand and listened attentively as God continued, “The suffering soul unlocks the love in people’s hearts much like the sun and the rain unlock the flower within the seed. I created everyone with endless love in their heart, but unfortunately most people keep it locked up and hardly share it with anyone. They are afraid to let their love shine freely, because they are afraid of being hurt. But a suffering soul unlocks that love. I tell you this – it is the greatest miracle of all. Many souls have bravely chosen to go into the world and suffer – to unlock this love – to create this miracle – for the good of all humanity."
Just then the little soul got a wonderful idea and could hardly contain himself. With his wings fluttering, bouncing up and down, the little soul excitedly replied, "I am brave; let me go! I would like to go into the world and suffer so that I can unlock the goodness and love in people’s hearts! I want to create that miracle!"
God smiled and said, "You are a brave soul I know, and thus I will grant your request. But even though you are very brave you will not be able to do this alone. I have known since the beginning of time that you would ask for this and so I have carefully selected many souls to care for you on your journey. Those souls will help you create your miracle; however they will also share in your suffering. Two of these souls are most special and will care for you, help you and suffer along with you, far beyond the others. They have already chosen a name for you.”
God and the brave little soul shared a smile, and then embraced. In parting, God said, “Do not forget little soul that I will be with you always. Although you have agreed to bear the pain, you will do so through my strength. And if the time should come when you feel that you have suffered enough, just say the word, think the thought, and you will be healed.”
Thus at that moment the brave little soul was born into the world, and through his suffering and God’s strength, he unlocked the goodness and love in people’s hearts. For so many people dropped their differences and came together to show their love. Priorities became properly aligned. People gave from their hearts. Those that were always too busy found time. Many began new spiritual journeys – some regained lost faith – many came back to God. Parents hugged their children tighter. Friends and family grew closer. Old friends got together and new friendships were made. Distant family reunited, and every family spent more time together. Everyone prayed. Peace and love reigned. Lives changed forever. It was good. The world was a better place. The miracle had happened. God was pleased.
The Brave Little Soul by John Alessi
Not too long ago in Heaven there was a little soul who took wonder in observing the world. He especially enjoyed the love he saw there and often expressed this joy with God. One day however the little soul was sad, for on this day he saw suffering in the world. He approached God and sadly asked, “Why do bad things happen; why is there suffering in the world?”
God paused for a moment and replied, "Little soul, do not be sad, for the suffering you see, unlocks the love in people’s hearts.” The little soul was confused. “What do you mean,” he asked. God replied, “Have you not noticed the goodness and love that is the offspring of that suffering? Look at how people come together, drop their differences and show their love and compassion for those who suffer. All their other motivations disappear and they become motivated by love alone.”
The little soul began to understand and listened attentively as God continued, “The suffering soul unlocks the love in people’s hearts much like the sun and the rain unlock the flower within the seed. I created everyone with endless love in their heart, but unfortunately most people keep it locked up and hardly share it with anyone. They are afraid to let their love shine freely, because they are afraid of being hurt. But a suffering soul unlocks that love. I tell you this – it is the greatest miracle of all. Many souls have bravely chosen to go into the world and suffer – to unlock this love – to create this miracle – for the good of all humanity."
Just then the little soul got a wonderful idea and could hardly contain himself. With his wings fluttering, bouncing up and down, the little soul excitedly replied, "I am brave; let me go! I would like to go into the world and suffer so that I can unlock the goodness and love in people’s hearts! I want to create that miracle!"
God smiled and said, "You are a brave soul I know, and thus I will grant your request. But even though you are very brave you will not be able to do this alone. I have known since the beginning of time that you would ask for this and so I have carefully selected many souls to care for you on your journey. Those souls will help you create your miracle; however they will also share in your suffering. Two of these souls are most special and will care for you, help you and suffer along with you, far beyond the others. They have already chosen a name for you.”
God and the brave little soul shared a smile, and then embraced. In parting, God said, “Do not forget little soul that I will be with you always. Although you have agreed to bear the pain, you will do so through my strength. And if the time should come when you feel that you have suffered enough, just say the word, think the thought, and you will be healed.”
Thus at that moment the brave little soul was born into the world, and through his suffering and God’s strength, he unlocked the goodness and love in people’s hearts. For so many people dropped their differences and came together to show their love. Priorities became properly aligned. People gave from their hearts. Those that were always too busy found time. Many began new spiritual journeys – some regained lost faith – many came back to God. Parents hugged their children tighter. Friends and family grew closer. Old friends got together and new friendships were made. Distant family reunited, and every family spent more time together. Everyone prayed. Peace and love reigned. Lives changed forever. It was good. The world was a better place. The miracle had happened. God was pleased.
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Forever Changed
I know that y'all are wanting to know how everything has gone today, so I'll do my best to take you through the morning. Before I do, let me just add that we are having to replace the transmission in the van, so we will be driving Chris' car this week and they will drive the car down next Friday in time for the party. What an adventure. It honestly makes me laugh. It has been quite a year.
I got to know Cindy and Eric while they were going to law school in Waco. Leah Fish and I were some of Cindy's first friends. Cindy came to us as a newly wed, straight from Utah with ski gear on top of their car. I would get to know Cindy through many hours of scrapbooking, dinners, and church service. When Atticus was born, I was involved in her shower, and I remember bringing her a meal. I still remember that Eric likes pumpkin desserts. Random. Cindy and I grew closest during our time serving. I asked for Cindy to be called as our Compassionate Service Leader in Relief Society. She was leary of the calling. It is sometimes very daunting but I knew Cindy's heart was big enough to take on the task. I was right. I watched as she worked behind the scenes helping to comfort those that were in need or distress. She was so good at her job. Living in a transient town, you get used to saying goodbye to friends as they move on to other places, but I missed Cindy when she was gone and tried to keep up with her over the distance. A comment on her blog. A text. Little Facebook messages. Well wishes. Packages sent when Isaac was born for both Isaac and Atti. She is a good friend to me and I have treasured her for many years. I got to see Cindy on the day that they were leaving for their new life in Dallas. They had sold us her piano and were dropping it off. I remember smiling at Eric and asking if they were ready for real life now that he was a real lawyer. I was excited for them and their new life. Who could have guessed the trial that they would face.
Today.
Todd and I dropped the van off to be looked at before the funeral and arrived 30 minutes early. I wanted to get there early to see the flowers, but the cards were missing, so I'm not sure what ours looked like- or the basket sent by my sisters Heather & Leah- oh well. We were greeted in the chapel by many of our Waco friends whom we grew to love and most of whom had moved away. The Workmans came in from The Woodlands, the Rays from Lewisville, Stephanie Collette drove in from San Antonio as did the Wilsons, the Kerrs came from Tyler, Courtney Welsh came in from Keller, Natalie Dunning & Tonya Kuykendall came from Waco, and Nicole drove in from Fort Worth. Nicole is a talented photographer and she has captured many beautiful shots of the Hansens over the years. Atticus is amazingly photogenic. Such a charmer. Today Nicole took shots at the burial, which was such a unique gift to be able to give them and I'm grateful to her. I'm glad she was asked. No doubt the pictures will speak volumes. I should mention Zeb & Leah Fish were there and (blessedly) live close, and have been on this journey with the Hansens from the beginning. Cindy couldn't ask for a better friend than Leah Fish. I told Leah again that I was so grateful she was close and could be the hands and shoulders that I could not be from a distance. So there we were- a large group of Cindy & Eric's friends- as well as many, many more: ward members, loads of family in from out of state, police officers from Sunnyvale, and new friends- all there to show their respect and to help them get them through this day. They would need us.
When the casket and family walked in I knew that Cindy was barely keeping it together. Her sweet face almost in disbelief and she walked slowly staring at the little casket. Her eyes were wet and glassy- almost unfocused, and her chin quivered the whole time. As her friend, I wanted to take her away, but this is the walk of a mourning mother- and one that she alone could walk. Eric, still pained, walked dutifully along- quiet and reflective- followed by the wonderfully close and devoted family members. They were greeted by many beautiful flowers and pews with tissue boxes. They wore orange, blue, and white.
The service was long, but nicely done. It began with the congregation singing, "Nearer My God To Thee" which was difficult to get through without wet eyes, but it was only the beginning! I wanted to keep it together! Becky Hansen, Eric's Mom gave a really lovely prayer of thanks, and requests for strength. Cindy's sister-in-law read the obituary and her sister, Stacey, told some precious Atticus stories. It was good to smile and laugh at this fun little boy's antics. Then Primary children sang one of his favorite songs, "Scripture Power" lead by Leah Fish.
Cindy then got up, she stood for a while trying to get composure. She said that she wasn't sure she was strong enough to speak in today's service, but that she wanted to be part of his tribute. She read a poem that changed my heart. I hope I can find it so you can read it. I haven't had any luck yet. Basically the poem talked about how a little angel conversed with God and (UPDATE: Tonya Kuykendall found it and sent it to me: http://blackhurstfamily.blogspot.com/2012/06/brave-little-soul.html) asked why there was suffering, and God told him that through the suffering, the love is opened. It goes on to say that God said there are some sent to Earth to open the love, but that they will have to suffer. The little angel gets excited and exclaims that he would like to be one of the ones to open the love. God agrees but reminds the angel that he will have to suffer. God says that He has chosen two people that will guide him through the suffering- to love him through it, and that through them, he will be able to open to love for many, many people. He says that the suffering will be hard, and when the little angel is ready to return that he just needs to close his eyes and say the words- and he would. The little angel understood and was born. Then Cindy gave some brief comments about knowing how Atti was one of those angels and that she looked forward to that day when they could be reunited again- when she could touch his cheeks and kiss his lips. It was heart wrenching and moving. She returned to her seat in sobs. What mother should have to say goodbye to their little one?
There was a musical number by a young violinest who played "Abide with Me 'Tis Eventide". It was incredible- and moving. Cindy was really struggling by now and you could hear her sobs at times. Then Eric spoke. He began by thanking 3 groups of people: his law firm for letting him have off this time to spend with family- that it was a gift that he could not repay and that he was forever grateful for. Me too. He thanked the nurses and doctors who loved their little boy in this difficult journey and made the best efforts to make this as easy as possible. Then he thanked Atticus' Angels- the people whom have filled in the gaps- making dinners, cleaning the house, being there for the family doing the regular stuff and moving them forward when they seemed so paralyzed. He started the bulk of this talk by saying that 2 weeks before Atti's diagnosis- he had had a very vivid dream of speaking at Atticus' funeral. So as they have progressed through this trial, he has always known that this day would come and he would be standing at the pulpit. He said that he knew Atti was there in attendance, so he would like to address all of his comments to him. Again- sobs from Cindy. And the rest of us, in fact the audience was audibly louder. Eric told about the life of this fiery little boy and some of the antics he would pull, the timing was perfect- we as the audience needed to laugh again. Eric talked about Atti's reaction to all of the struggles; that he had always handled it with humor. At times, they would laugh, scratch their head and wonder where he would get this stuff. Two weeks ago when Atti had gone into a coma, there was a group of people in the room as they performed a spinal tap in the effort to releave the pressure. During thr process Atti awoke and instead of asking the usual questions- he responded by asking, "Who has been messin' with my underwear?" And as the room burst into laughter, he followed up by saying, "Laugh it up fuzz ball!". Eric went on to tell Atticus a series of reasons he had forgiven him- all funny stories about things Atti had done. Been a back seat driver. Told Daddy he was a bad singer. Hit Daddy with a baseball by accident and laughed hysterically. He would follow up with saying, "Atti, I know I have forgiven you because I would give anything to have that happen again." So we would laugh, and then cry, and then repeat. The humor helped Cindy get through his talk, though, as he echoed her sweet goodbyes. The rest of the service was filled with the bishop's remarks and more musical numbers. The service went over an hour and a half.
We followed the procession that lead to the graveside service. People came outside to watch the prosession in this tiny Texas town. The police department, of which Atti was an honorary deputy gave him a grand entrance. Atti didn't even come in the usual hearse, he arrived in a police vehicile- sirens blaring; I'm sure he was grinning ear-to-ear. Atti's favorite colors were blue, orange, and white. So they had a moment where the orange, blue, and white balloons were let go as a song was played on a CD player. All of the Waco friends formed a little section of the smaller audience as we watched our sweet friends endure a little longer. By this time Cindy didn't look present. If I had to guess, actually, I would have guessed shock, or numbness. She shed no tears, just sat in the mother's spot. Eventually she was coaxed out to watch the balloons, and let one go herself, but it brought her emotions back too. Then the grandfather said a very sweet dedicatory prayer over the grave, and it was over. A few people gave hugs and then there was a brief lull, and the Waco group- or at least a few of us- made our way to Cindy. Before I got to her, I hugged her Mom- whom I had spent time with- and said something to the fact, I'm not sure you remember me, but she did. Then I got to Cindy, I hugged her tightly and we cried for a bit, audibly. Then I took her face in my hands and said, "You've done well. You only have a little while longer and this horrible day will be over." She cried and said, "I hope so." And I moved on. That's all I wanted her to know. She had done well. She was almost done. I was grateful I got to talk to her, the timing was right. Immediately after they let the family put a flower on the casket and say goodbye to the little boy in the casket. Cindy and Eric made sure that Isaac was involved. Sweet little brother. Rip your heart out. Painful. And then they were done. Cindy and Eric had all they could handle and they left- together- to be alone in the limo for a little while. It was time.
I learned a great deal from attending this funeral and through this whole ordeal, but most importantly I hope that I have gained a little more insight on how to love. I kept thinking to myself through the day, how important friendships are. That through this horrible ordeal, some of Cindy & Eric's faithful cheerleaders traveled near and far to send our love and hold them up in their darkest hour- through Facebook posts, through letters, through meals, countless service- and now here. No doubt they will be carried by the Savior through the rest of this journey and as a new reality sets in. I'm grateful to know that, and I will pray for it in the days, months, and years to come. There will be a little time to give them space, and then they will need us again. We all need each other.
Today, like so many, I walk away a better person for knowing Atticus Eric Hansen. Through him I vow to laugh a little longer, hug a little tigher, and love a little deeper. Thanks for the lesson, fuzz ball. See you on the other side...I am forever changed. We all are.
I got to know Cindy and Eric while they were going to law school in Waco. Leah Fish and I were some of Cindy's first friends. Cindy came to us as a newly wed, straight from Utah with ski gear on top of their car. I would get to know Cindy through many hours of scrapbooking, dinners, and church service. When Atticus was born, I was involved in her shower, and I remember bringing her a meal. I still remember that Eric likes pumpkin desserts. Random. Cindy and I grew closest during our time serving. I asked for Cindy to be called as our Compassionate Service Leader in Relief Society. She was leary of the calling. It is sometimes very daunting but I knew Cindy's heart was big enough to take on the task. I was right. I watched as she worked behind the scenes helping to comfort those that were in need or distress. She was so good at her job. Living in a transient town, you get used to saying goodbye to friends as they move on to other places, but I missed Cindy when she was gone and tried to keep up with her over the distance. A comment on her blog. A text. Little Facebook messages. Well wishes. Packages sent when Isaac was born for both Isaac and Atti. She is a good friend to me and I have treasured her for many years. I got to see Cindy on the day that they were leaving for their new life in Dallas. They had sold us her piano and were dropping it off. I remember smiling at Eric and asking if they were ready for real life now that he was a real lawyer. I was excited for them and their new life. Who could have guessed the trial that they would face.
Today.
Todd and I dropped the van off to be looked at before the funeral and arrived 30 minutes early. I wanted to get there early to see the flowers, but the cards were missing, so I'm not sure what ours looked like- or the basket sent by my sisters Heather & Leah- oh well. We were greeted in the chapel by many of our Waco friends whom we grew to love and most of whom had moved away. The Workmans came in from The Woodlands, the Rays from Lewisville, Stephanie Collette drove in from San Antonio as did the Wilsons, the Kerrs came from Tyler, Courtney Welsh came in from Keller, Natalie Dunning & Tonya Kuykendall came from Waco, and Nicole drove in from Fort Worth. Nicole is a talented photographer and she has captured many beautiful shots of the Hansens over the years. Atticus is amazingly photogenic. Such a charmer. Today Nicole took shots at the burial, which was such a unique gift to be able to give them and I'm grateful to her. I'm glad she was asked. No doubt the pictures will speak volumes. I should mention Zeb & Leah Fish were there and (blessedly) live close, and have been on this journey with the Hansens from the beginning. Cindy couldn't ask for a better friend than Leah Fish. I told Leah again that I was so grateful she was close and could be the hands and shoulders that I could not be from a distance. So there we were- a large group of Cindy & Eric's friends- as well as many, many more: ward members, loads of family in from out of state, police officers from Sunnyvale, and new friends- all there to show their respect and to help them get them through this day. They would need us.
When the casket and family walked in I knew that Cindy was barely keeping it together. Her sweet face almost in disbelief and she walked slowly staring at the little casket. Her eyes were wet and glassy- almost unfocused, and her chin quivered the whole time. As her friend, I wanted to take her away, but this is the walk of a mourning mother- and one that she alone could walk. Eric, still pained, walked dutifully along- quiet and reflective- followed by the wonderfully close and devoted family members. They were greeted by many beautiful flowers and pews with tissue boxes. They wore orange, blue, and white.
The service was long, but nicely done. It began with the congregation singing, "Nearer My God To Thee" which was difficult to get through without wet eyes, but it was only the beginning! I wanted to keep it together! Becky Hansen, Eric's Mom gave a really lovely prayer of thanks, and requests for strength. Cindy's sister-in-law read the obituary and her sister, Stacey, told some precious Atticus stories. It was good to smile and laugh at this fun little boy's antics. Then Primary children sang one of his favorite songs, "Scripture Power" lead by Leah Fish.
Cindy then got up, she stood for a while trying to get composure. She said that she wasn't sure she was strong enough to speak in today's service, but that she wanted to be part of his tribute. She read a poem that changed my heart. I hope I can find it so you can read it. I haven't had any luck yet. Basically the poem talked about how a little angel conversed with God and (UPDATE: Tonya Kuykendall found it and sent it to me: http://blackhurstfamily.blogspot.com/2012/06/brave-little-soul.html) asked why there was suffering, and God told him that through the suffering, the love is opened. It goes on to say that God said there are some sent to Earth to open the love, but that they will have to suffer. The little angel gets excited and exclaims that he would like to be one of the ones to open the love. God agrees but reminds the angel that he will have to suffer. God says that He has chosen two people that will guide him through the suffering- to love him through it, and that through them, he will be able to open to love for many, many people. He says that the suffering will be hard, and when the little angel is ready to return that he just needs to close his eyes and say the words- and he would. The little angel understood and was born. Then Cindy gave some brief comments about knowing how Atti was one of those angels and that she looked forward to that day when they could be reunited again- when she could touch his cheeks and kiss his lips. It was heart wrenching and moving. She returned to her seat in sobs. What mother should have to say goodbye to their little one?
There was a musical number by a young violinest who played "Abide with Me 'Tis Eventide". It was incredible- and moving. Cindy was really struggling by now and you could hear her sobs at times. Then Eric spoke. He began by thanking 3 groups of people: his law firm for letting him have off this time to spend with family- that it was a gift that he could not repay and that he was forever grateful for. Me too. He thanked the nurses and doctors who loved their little boy in this difficult journey and made the best efforts to make this as easy as possible. Then he thanked Atticus' Angels- the people whom have filled in the gaps- making dinners, cleaning the house, being there for the family doing the regular stuff and moving them forward when they seemed so paralyzed. He started the bulk of this talk by saying that 2 weeks before Atti's diagnosis- he had had a very vivid dream of speaking at Atticus' funeral. So as they have progressed through this trial, he has always known that this day would come and he would be standing at the pulpit. He said that he knew Atti was there in attendance, so he would like to address all of his comments to him. Again- sobs from Cindy. And the rest of us, in fact the audience was audibly louder. Eric told about the life of this fiery little boy and some of the antics he would pull, the timing was perfect- we as the audience needed to laugh again. Eric talked about Atti's reaction to all of the struggles; that he had always handled it with humor. At times, they would laugh, scratch their head and wonder where he would get this stuff. Two weeks ago when Atti had gone into a coma, there was a group of people in the room as they performed a spinal tap in the effort to releave the pressure. During thr process Atti awoke and instead of asking the usual questions- he responded by asking, "Who has been messin' with my underwear?" And as the room burst into laughter, he followed up by saying, "Laugh it up fuzz ball!". Eric went on to tell Atticus a series of reasons he had forgiven him- all funny stories about things Atti had done. Been a back seat driver. Told Daddy he was a bad singer. Hit Daddy with a baseball by accident and laughed hysterically. He would follow up with saying, "Atti, I know I have forgiven you because I would give anything to have that happen again." So we would laugh, and then cry, and then repeat. The humor helped Cindy get through his talk, though, as he echoed her sweet goodbyes. The rest of the service was filled with the bishop's remarks and more musical numbers. The service went over an hour and a half.
We followed the procession that lead to the graveside service. People came outside to watch the prosession in this tiny Texas town. The police department, of which Atti was an honorary deputy gave him a grand entrance. Atti didn't even come in the usual hearse, he arrived in a police vehicile- sirens blaring; I'm sure he was grinning ear-to-ear. Atti's favorite colors were blue, orange, and white. So they had a moment where the orange, blue, and white balloons were let go as a song was played on a CD player. All of the Waco friends formed a little section of the smaller audience as we watched our sweet friends endure a little longer. By this time Cindy didn't look present. If I had to guess, actually, I would have guessed shock, or numbness. She shed no tears, just sat in the mother's spot. Eventually she was coaxed out to watch the balloons, and let one go herself, but it brought her emotions back too. Then the grandfather said a very sweet dedicatory prayer over the grave, and it was over. A few people gave hugs and then there was a brief lull, and the Waco group- or at least a few of us- made our way to Cindy. Before I got to her, I hugged her Mom- whom I had spent time with- and said something to the fact, I'm not sure you remember me, but she did. Then I got to Cindy, I hugged her tightly and we cried for a bit, audibly. Then I took her face in my hands and said, "You've done well. You only have a little while longer and this horrible day will be over." She cried and said, "I hope so." And I moved on. That's all I wanted her to know. She had done well. She was almost done. I was grateful I got to talk to her, the timing was right. Immediately after they let the family put a flower on the casket and say goodbye to the little boy in the casket. Cindy and Eric made sure that Isaac was involved. Sweet little brother. Rip your heart out. Painful. And then they were done. Cindy and Eric had all they could handle and they left- together- to be alone in the limo for a little while. It was time.
I learned a great deal from attending this funeral and through this whole ordeal, but most importantly I hope that I have gained a little more insight on how to love. I kept thinking to myself through the day, how important friendships are. That through this horrible ordeal, some of Cindy & Eric's faithful cheerleaders traveled near and far to send our love and hold them up in their darkest hour- through Facebook posts, through letters, through meals, countless service- and now here. No doubt they will be carried by the Savior through the rest of this journey and as a new reality sets in. I'm grateful to know that, and I will pray for it in the days, months, and years to come. There will be a little time to give them space, and then they will need us again. We all need each other.
Today, like so many, I walk away a better person for knowing Atticus Eric Hansen. Through him I vow to laugh a little longer, hug a little tigher, and love a little deeper. Thanks for the lesson, fuzz ball. See you on the other side...I am forever changed. We all are.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Our EPIC Anniversary Weekend!
We had such a great time this weekend. I spent all Friday organizing the stuff and cleaning the house so everything would be just perfect. I even gave our bedroom a little make-over with new sheets and bedspread- I LOVE it! It was a fun surprise for Todd as well. Thank you Target sales! Anyhow, we got the kids loaded with everything we could anticipate they would need and headed to Scott & Katie's house for the kid's "sleep over" with some of their favorite people. They were very excited, add Chick-fil-a for dinner, and we are set!
Todd wouldn't tell me what he had planned, so he asked me to dress up a bit, and then we hit the road. We ended up in The Woodlands. Todd has wanted to take one of the boats on a tour of The Woodlands, but we were afraid we didn't have enough time, so we headed over to Barnes N Nobles while we waited for our reservation at PF Chang's. It was an appropriate start to our weekend since it was in the Barnes N Noble parking lot where Todd first told me he liked me. :) We wondered around and picked up a little travel game that we thought we could play at some point over the weekend. It is Phase 10 but with dice, and its a lot of fun.
We finally got seated on the patio, which it was a perfect night for, and the dining began! We had a couple's special so we got 2 soups, an appetizer, 2 entrees, and 2 desserts. It was so much fun. Todd and I had never been there before and it was perfect! We had the egg drop soup, chicken lettuce wraps, and then I had the Spicy Chicken and Todd had the Mongolian Beef. We actually shared both of our dinners with each other and ended up liking what the other one had ordered better. For dessert we had a mini Wall of China and mini Chocolate Mouse, and we didn't trade on this one. Yum! After that we made a stop at Target (very exciting) for some random things: Kool-aide (I needed it for the end of the year gifts and they were sold out at the one near us), Orange Juice, and I can't remember what else, but nothing of note. We headed home and watched The Vow, which was a sweet romantic movie (but I just wanted the girl to remember already!) and then called it a night-- waaaaaay later than usual, but hey! no kids, we could sleep in if we wanted to!
Saturday was my planning.
So I had made part of the breakfast (cut-up fruit, granola, muffins) on Friday and Todd finished it up with scrambled eggs and bacon. A perfect breakfast in my book. We took our time getting dressed since we had been up so late, but then headed out the door for our afternoon movie and lunch. We went to see Dark Shadows with Johnny Depp. It was entertaining, but doesn't make my top 10 movies of all time. It's worth seeing, though, but it would be fine as a rental. There will most likely be a sequel too. We dined at the movies, splitting a small pizza that cost as much as a large at a normal restaurant. :)
After that we headed to Kohls for a quick trip. I bought Todd a watch for our anniversary and he wanted to get the links taken out so he could wear it. Then we headed to the temple. We have made this an annual trip, we always try to go to the temple on our anniversary since it is where we were married, it helps remind us of our special day.
We met up with our dear friends, the Gorguieros, and stayed for about an hour. After that we headed to Peli Peli- and let me say "WOW". We had an awesome experience there. The food was perfection. Just take a look! Yum. It might have been one if not the most expensive meal we have ever bought, but they run coupons all the time on Groupon, so we will go again no doubt! We even got to meet the chef and have our picture taken with him. We finished the evening off with some Menchies Frozen Yogurt and then picked up our girls, whom we were beginning to miss. :)
It was an awesome 2 day and we had so much fun. Last year we decided to be more practical, and bought a vacuum and didn't really celebrate at all! So we thought we would make-up for it with 2 days packed of goodness. I loved every minute of it!
Changing subjects...
On Sunday we found out that our beloved friends, Eric and Cindy Hansen, lost their precious little boy in his fight against cancer. We knew the Hansens in Waco while Eric was attending Law School. I worked closely with Cindy in Relief Society and consider her to be one of my dearest friends from Waco. I looked through their blog this morning, thinking about the times we were in the same town and found a picture of me- I organized the food for her baby shower. Go figure. He was seriously one of the cutest babies of all time. When they moved away from Waco Todd's parents bought their piano for Todd. On Sunday Todd went and played "Angels Eyes" on that piano in honor of sweet Atti. Cindy and Eric and incredible parents, no child could have been loved more. We are very sad for their loss and have cheered on all of their adventures and triumphs along this painful journey. We love them dearly. We are grateful to know that Atticus is free of pain and happily in Jesus' loving arms. Please continue to pray for our sweet friends.
Check out http://echansen.blogspot.com/ to read about their journey.
And lastly...
Let me just say how grateful I am for my many blessings. 2012 has been a very difficult year for many of my friends and family. 2011 was difficult for us and this year has been a time when I could really see the Lord in my life. I am so grateful to have a wonderful husband who truly is my best friend. We have so much fun together. I am grateful for my & Todd's family whom I love and cherish. I am grateful for the sweet little girls God has blessed me with the chance to raise. Life is good. God is great, and I am so grateful.
xoxo
Todd wouldn't tell me what he had planned, so he asked me to dress up a bit, and then we hit the road. We ended up in The Woodlands. Todd has wanted to take one of the boats on a tour of The Woodlands, but we were afraid we didn't have enough time, so we headed over to Barnes N Nobles while we waited for our reservation at PF Chang's. It was an appropriate start to our weekend since it was in the Barnes N Noble parking lot where Todd first told me he liked me. :) We wondered around and picked up a little travel game that we thought we could play at some point over the weekend. It is Phase 10 but with dice, and its a lot of fun.
Saturday was my planning.
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| Can you see my brochure? And the little Travel Phase 10 can? |
So I had made part of the breakfast (cut-up fruit, granola, muffins) on Friday and Todd finished it up with scrambled eggs and bacon. A perfect breakfast in my book. We took our time getting dressed since we had been up so late, but then headed out the door for our afternoon movie and lunch. We went to see Dark Shadows with Johnny Depp. It was entertaining, but doesn't make my top 10 movies of all time. It's worth seeing, though, but it would be fine as a rental. There will most likely be a sequel too. We dined at the movies, splitting a small pizza that cost as much as a large at a normal restaurant. :)
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| Todd's gigantic drink only costs us $32403943 |
After that we headed to Kohls for a quick trip. I bought Todd a watch for our anniversary and he wanted to get the links taken out so he could wear it. Then we headed to the temple. We have made this an annual trip, we always try to go to the temple on our anniversary since it is where we were married, it helps remind us of our special day.
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| Houston LDS Temple |
We met up with our dear friends, the Gorguieros, and stayed for about an hour. After that we headed to Peli Peli- and let me say "WOW". We had an awesome experience there. The food was perfection. Just take a look! Yum. It might have been one if not the most expensive meal we have ever bought, but they run coupons all the time on Groupon, so we will go again no doubt! We even got to meet the chef and have our picture taken with him. We finished the evening off with some Menchies Frozen Yogurt and then picked up our girls, whom we were beginning to miss. :)
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| This is what I ordered- it was the Chef's special of the night- oh my I want some right now! |
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| Todd's meal was the coolest by far- how cool is that thing? |
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| Lots and LOTS of laughs with some of our favorite Houstonians. :) |
It was an awesome 2 day and we had so much fun. Last year we decided to be more practical, and bought a vacuum and didn't really celebrate at all! So we thought we would make-up for it with 2 days packed of goodness. I loved every minute of it!
Changing subjects...
On Sunday we found out that our beloved friends, Eric and Cindy Hansen, lost their precious little boy in his fight against cancer. We knew the Hansens in Waco while Eric was attending Law School. I worked closely with Cindy in Relief Society and consider her to be one of my dearest friends from Waco. I looked through their blog this morning, thinking about the times we were in the same town and found a picture of me- I organized the food for her baby shower. Go figure. He was seriously one of the cutest babies of all time. When they moved away from Waco Todd's parents bought their piano for Todd. On Sunday Todd went and played "Angels Eyes" on that piano in honor of sweet Atti. Cindy and Eric and incredible parents, no child could have been loved more. We are very sad for their loss and have cheered on all of their adventures and triumphs along this painful journey. We love them dearly. We are grateful to know that Atticus is free of pain and happily in Jesus' loving arms. Please continue to pray for our sweet friends.
Check out http://echansen.blogspot.com/ to read about their journey.
And lastly...
Let me just say how grateful I am for my many blessings. 2012 has been a very difficult year for many of my friends and family. 2011 was difficult for us and this year has been a time when I could really see the Lord in my life. I am so grateful to have a wonderful husband who truly is my best friend. We have so much fun together. I am grateful for my & Todd's family whom I love and cherish. I am grateful for the sweet little girls God has blessed me with the chance to raise. Life is good. God is great, and I am so grateful.
xoxo
Thursday, May 17, 2012
A Happy birthday letter
My high school drama coach's daughter (who is my sweet friend) contacted me a while back and asked me to write a letter to her Mom for her 60th birthday. I had a lot of fun memories in high school, especially in Drama. I thought I would "publish" my letter since I've mentioned to many of my high school friends. There are several that I didn't mention that were right there along-side me, but this is what I wrote. It's long- hope you liked it Mrs. Bailey!
xoxo
A Memoir by Lindsey Kennedy Blackhurst
A Tribute to Becky Bailey
High school is a strange and unusual world. There are rules, like in every world, but the
key is that once you have them mastered, they change! Most teenagers agree that it’s important to keep up. Tenth grade was my first year at a high
school because our school district wisely put ninth graders in a building all
by themselves. Of all the creatures in
the world of high school, ninth graders are by far the strangest. That year in Grapevine High School, we would
be getting a new principal. This
principal was bringing with him a new Drama teacher, and two of his three
beautiful blonde daughters.
I remember being very
excited to take drama in 10th grade.
I don’t remember what class it was exactly, but it was THEATRE and I
wanted to be there. I remember thinking
that Mrs. Bailey was spunky—always full of energy and personality. My first memory of her is when I was practicing
a prose reading of The Wizard of Oz-
where I learned to do all of the women’s voices. She showed me a funnier way to move through
the characters and a perfect way to introduce myself as the Wicked Witch,
getting on all fours and looking for munchkins.
I can still do those voices- but only in the right moment and when I’m
in the mood.
My mother had been a drama, speech, & debate teacher at
a different high school, so the arts were always part of my childhood. I remember being especially excited to try
out for my first high school play- Juggar’s Rain. And just like any good beginning, I played
the part of…the tree. No, I didn’t have
any speaking parts, although I was understudy to Eryn (a Bailey daughter and
friend). I got to be a tree…and that’s
being a little generous. Really, I was a
branch. The idea was that there were a
bunch of us as branches and we were all covered in leaves and such. Juggar became part of the “tree” at the
end. So maybe it wasn’t the most
glamorous way to start, but it was a memorable one.
Once I got my feet wet, Mrs. Bailey cast me in many other
more-vocal parts! Leading roles! I was
Jessica in the Merchants of Venice,
Ronette in Little Shop of Horrors,
Sonnerie/Bells in Red Noses, I played an autistic girl in one of our class plays, and
I even directed a few plays under Mrs. Bailey’s watch my senior year. There were two parts that I didn’t mention
that have had great meaning in my life.
One was Beatriz in Mariner,
and the other was Jane in Oklahoma!.
Mariner was our
One Act play my junior year. I didn’t
realize it at the time I auditioned, but it would become a great honor to be in
that play and one of my fondest high school memories. As Beatriz I was the love interest of
Christopher Columbus, played by the great David Wilson-Brown. It was, in my opinion, the BEST female part
in the whole play. I got to be funny and
heart-broken as Beatriz- and since it was a One-Act play, I also played the part
of Crow Woman in the crazy-house scene.
That was awesome, Caaaahhh! Caaaah!
I remember Mrs. Bailey coaching David and me on a kissing scene. I can still see David and me standing in
front of Mrs. Bailey- barely touching, just barely friends! She told us the key to kissing on stage was
to fake it- that no REAL kissing would actually take place- but that our lips
needed to be in the same vicinity and we needed to make the audience think that
we were really going at it. We had a REALLY hard time keeping character. David and I could just look at each other
slightly off and it would send us both in stiches. Through Mrs. Bailey’s coaching
(and patience), we worked out the scene to where eventually it became
natural. She even added a part where he
would kinda throw me on the table. It
was a wonderful play. David and I became
very good friends and were paired together many more times. On a funny note- our very last time to
perform was for the understudies to get to act in front of an audience of their
family. By that time, we had traveled
all over Texas with that set, the clothes had been worn and changed many
times, and it was beginning to show.
When David- after his first costume change- walked into our scene, his
pants came off. I had no understudy, so
there I was in front of an audience of eager parents, standing in front of my
now-dear friend who, without even trying, could send me into a fit of
laughter. We TRIED to keep it together,
but David could not keep those pants on.
Luckily I was able to exit the stage and try to recompose myself while
David, who never left the stage the whole play, had to figure out how to hold
his pants up. Good times. Happy memories.
The next memorable character was Jane in Oklahoma!. Mrs. Bailey may or may not have known that
EVERYONE had expected me to be the lead, Laurie, since it was my senior year
and I had had many lead roles and could sing.
I had even taken voice lessons practicing the Oklahoma songs, trying to
anticipate which song we would audition with.
At my audition, the pressure became intense, and I bombed it. B-O-M-B-E-D.
I remember GW Phillips, who was a shoe-in for the male lead gripping me
out for messing up my chance. Even when
I didn’t make call-backs several people assured me that it was going to be
me. When the cast was posted (and the
beautiful and talented Allison Seibert (Rogers) was to play Laurie) I noticed
my part was listed as Jane. J I don’t know if Mrs.
Bailey did this to soothe my ego or if there was an actual person named Jane on
the script, but if you ask any Oklahoma!-expert,
they won’t have any idea who “Jane” is.
Jane had no speaking parts, but I did get to sit in a swing for one of
the musical numbers. Mrs. Bailey-
through Jane- taught me a very good lesson.
I had never had a non-leading role (except for the part of the
Tree). In every audition I went to, I walked
away with a terrific part- except Oklahoma!,
where I had thought I would be lead- and I had a non-speaking role. I learned, through that role, what it was
like to be part of the team. I learned
what happens behind the stage when the “important characters” are in front of
the lights. I received a much-needed
dose of humility and walked away a better person. I also had SO MUCH FUN. And occasionally some of the major players
would try to make Jane a more important part- to be funny. Did you know, Mrs. Bailey that Caleb Stuart
usually improvised a line about Jane in his dialogues somewhere? Good friends.
Life lesson.
I know a lot of these stories were my memories from my
experience in high school with Mrs. Bailey memories sprinkled throughout- but I
think these stories convey the rare talent that is the mark of a great
educator. Mrs. Bailey pushed when I
needed a push, she observed during self-discovery, and she nurtured when she
could see my greater potential. Several
of my classmates, including David Wilson-Brown, Caleb Stuart, and Alison Rogers
went on to pursue careers in acting. Although
that was not my path- the theatre and Mrs. Bailey taught me many life lessons
that I hope to pass on to my children and the children that I work with.
Mrs. Bailey- thanks for your example, your love, and service
to our school. Thanks for making me feel
special and for making theatre a place where everyone was welcome. Thanks for the prayer circles, the warm-ups
(Tibet! Tibet! Tibet!) the lessons in costume-making, the painting tips, your
blocking, your critiques, your encouragement when we won and lost—but most of
all, your friendship. Happy Birthday
Becky Bailey!
We love you!
-Lindsey Kennedy Blackhurst, GHS Class of 1997
Thursday, May 10, 2012
What ya cookin' good lookin'?
So a few of my friends and I were chatting last night- and we were waaaay off topic AGAIN from what we were supposed to be doing and they said that when I plan my 2-weeks of meals, that I should just e-mail it to them so that I can save them some work.
Can I just say- it must be nice to have a wife? My darling husband gets home from a long day of work to a usually somewhat clean and picked up house AND dinner waiting. Not to mention that he left that morning with breakfast in his belly also made by his adoring wife. But I can't help it. I love this guy.
Who else would do things like this:
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| He does the ironing. I love this guy. |
STEP 1:
I chose a printable menu and then print it twice.
Printable menu- I have a couple I like:
Lately, I've been using this one- http://eatathomecooks.com/printable-menu-planner
But I have also been known to use this one, which by the way- I designed! http://stampwithlinz.blogspot.com/2011/09/yummy-goodness-free-menu-planner.html
There are a couple of others I use when I feel like it, but these are my main 2.
STEP 2:
I begin with breakfast- isn't that how you are supposed to start the day?
I have a breakfast board on Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/linzenoel/breakthefast/ I usually go there and then decide what kind of pattern I'd like to write down. If I am going to make something- like muffins- then I'll make enough for both weeks. Here is what I am planning for the next 2 weeks
Monday- Banana Bread, fruit, & milk
Mondays are always a little sleepy for me, so I try to do something easy. I'm thinking I'll make something ahead of time, freeze it, and then pull it out the night before. Let's try this recipe (scroll down a bit): http://8weekstoabetteryourecipes.blogspot.com/p/breakfast-smoothies.html x 2.
Tuesday- Scrambled Eggs, Toasts/Biscuits, Fruit, BACON
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| These are Pioneer Woman's Buttermilk Biscuits- yum. I like my blue bowl, makes it look fancy. |
I also cook my bacon in the microwave. I love my bacon cooker.
Wednesday- Pancakes with Bananas (and nuts for those that will eat them)
I try to make enough for both weeks and freeze half. It's a time saver! I also like Banana Pancakes- that link is here: http://www.100daysofrealfood.com/2010/04/21/recipe-whole-wheat-banana-pancakes-freeze-the-leftovers/
Thursday- Yogurt, Fruit, & homemade granola
I have 2 recipes I like for granola. One of for a chewy kind & the other is crunchy. My family prefers the crunchy, but I could eat the chewy ALL. DAY. LONG.
Chewy Granola- from my friend Nicole.
10 C. rolledoats
4 C. sliced almonds
1 1/4 c. pure maple syrup
1 1/4 c. oil (I used veggie oil)
1 1/4 tsp. Salt
4-5 tsp. vanilla
Optional (though I included most everything with what I gave you):
2 c. nuts
2 c. raisins
2 c. dried cherries
2 c. unsweetened coconut (I normally used sweetened...all I find at Wally)
1 20oz. drained crushed pineapple
(Or any other combination of dried fruit)
Mix all ingredients together. Spread thinly on cookie sheets. Bake 20-25 minutes at 325-350 or until lightly browned. Cool 10 minutes in pan, then transfer to tupperware bowl. Keep tightly covered. This recipe makes a large bowl full. Will keep about 2 months in cupboard because of the oil.
The crunchy kind is found here: http://www.100daysofrealfood.com/2010/04/04/recipe-granola-bars-cereal/
Friday- Cereal...because I feel like it.
Saturday- Todd fixes breakfast, so I have the morning to sleep in. Bwahahaa- that was funny, wasn't it? :)
Sunday- Baked Oatmeal
My little girls love oatmeal, and I think this is a fun way to do it and I've been wanting to try it. http://www.sugarfreemom.com/recipes/personal-sized-baked-oatmeal-with-individual-toppings-gluten-free-diabetic-friendly/
The following Sunday I want to do scones again: http://www.ourbestbites.com/2008/05/basic-baked-scones/
Step 3:
Lunch. Since the girls are in school- we play it day-by-day. I let them buy their lunch 2-3 times a week because they like to do that and the food is pretty good! Todd takes left-overs and Lucy and I just eat whatever we feel like- BUT I do plan for Saturday. Sunday, we just kinda do whatever- which is sandwiches most of the time.
Saturday lunch- needs to be something easy. Our schedule is a little weird for the next 2 Saturdays, so I'm going to buy hotdogs. And because I'm a ROCK STAR- I've started making my own buns. They are so yummy. You can find that link here: http://www.ourbestbites.com/2008/09/french-bread-hoagies-and-buns/ I love this site. And while I'm at it, I might make 2 batches and save some for dinner.
Step 4:
This is a loooooooooooong post.
Very similar to breakfast planning.
I try to theme each day to help me organize and think. That doesn't always mean we have Mexican on Mondays every week, but it does mean we get Mexican at least once a week! :)
I use my Pinterest page a lot while planning: http://pinterest.com/linzenoel/on-my-grocery-list/
Monday: MEXICAN & A Treat
This needs to be a simple meal and one that can be cleaned up fast so we can have Family Home Evening and a treat at the end of the night.
Week 1- Tacos, this is a family favorite. Everyone eats it. I also make my own Taco Seasoning, I use this recipe: http://allrecipes.com/recipe/taco-seasoning-i/
Week 2- Fajitas. I have a favorite marinade, but I only know it comes in a yellow container in the Mexican isle. That's very helpful, I know. Fajitas are best on a grill, but I have done them in a crock pot AND in the oven. Pick your poison.
Treats: Check out my Pinterest page for that: http://pinterest.com/linzenoel/the-sweet-stuff/ There's a ton on there, pick one and make it. I usually let one of the girls decide.
Tuesday: MEATLESS
Week 1 & 2- Pasta- I have some great marinara recipes. There's one right here: http://blackhurstfamily.blogspot.com/2007/08/marinara-sauce-recipe.html This recipes makes a ton, so we're good for a whole month on sauce probably- and its cheap. I can also use this as Pizza sauce- see Thursday! I'll mix up the pastas to make it interesting. We always have a salad and a bread- most of the time they are Rhodes Rolls or something fresh from the store. :) If we're really lucky then I make breadsticks- found here: http://blackhurstfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/because-i-am-elayna-enrichment.html
Oh my goodness these are soooo good!
If I don't want the marinara, then I go for the Alfredo sauce found in my trusty Better Home & Gardens Cook book.
Wednesday: CROCK POT
My hubbie volunteers after work on this day, so I don't get to see him much on Wednesdays- so I try to plan something in the crock pot...AND I often use paper plates. It's all about survival on Wednesdays. I have a cookbook that I looooooove for the crock pot. But I want to try something else this week.
Week 1- Fauxtisserie Chicken: http://www.ourbestbites.com/2008/05/rotisserie-chicken/ Although I admit, cooking a whole chicken is kinda creepy. It makes me feel like I'm cooking a small child. Gross. I know, but you asked- didn't you? No? Oh well, its MY blog!
Week 2- Pulled Pork sandwiches using the extra buns I made for the hotdog buns. This is also a fun site that I use a lot: http://recipestop.blogspot.com/2010/01/crockpot-pulled-pork.html made by a few of my best cook friends. This recipe is super easy and super yummilicious. It's a word.
Thursday: ITALIAN
Week 1- Pepperoni Monkey Bread- because this stuff is AMAZING. You'll thank me later. http://www.thesweetslife.com/2011/10/pepperoni-pizza-monkey-bread.html
Week 2-Stromboli http://www.squidoo.com/homemade-calzone because it makes you look like you are a REALLY good cook. Just don't tell anyone you used the stuff that came from a can, they DON'T need to know!
Friday: Take-out/Left-overs
TGIF- baby!
Saturday: FROM THE FREEZER
Hey- I mentioned this is my day "off" right? Todd likes to be super helpful on Saturdays, and I let him! This is kinda our WHATEVER day. The day we get to eat corn dogs (or corny dogs as I call them), frozen pizzas, frozen taquitos, frozen chimichangas. Don't judge! WE LIKE IT! At least for 1 day we don't mind. Otherwise we stay pretty fresh and healthy.
Sunday: HOME-Cooking
Week 1- Man-pleasing Chicken (this is a new one): http://www.wittyinthecity.com/2011/08/man-pleasing-chicken/
...with salad, cooked broccoli- probably, rolls/bread. I hope this is woman & little girl pleasing chicken too!
Week 2-Dr. Pepper Roast Beef: http://www.ziplist.com/recipes/372956-Dr_Pepper_Slow_Cooker_Roast_Beef_Recipe
Trust me. You won't got back to that Onion Soup packet.
With Potatoes (My own version is slightly different): http://www.seasaltwithfood.com/2009/05/hasselback-potatoes.html
And salad! Because salad takes like 2 seconds and is healthy! Sometimes I make my own dressing, but now I'm just bragging.
Now I need to check my pantry & fridge for what all I need! And...now that I've written this EPIC LONG POST, I'm kinda hungry!
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| My cart is always pretty full... |
Bon Appetite!
xoxo
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Guess its been a while...
There was a time in my life that I would feel guilty if my blog wasn't up-to-date, now I am just lucky if I have posted within the month. Obviously, I haven't blogged in a bit, and I feel no guilt at all! :) I did think I should share a few pictures, though, so that you can see what we are alive and well!
Here's Easter:
Here's Easter:
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| This is Lucy saying "Cheese" |
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| Sydnee found the prize egg |
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| Cousins! |
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