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HeyGirlfriend.Net ~ Ergonomic Workstations

Several weeks ago, I visited my husband’s office on a Saturday.  While I was there, I noticed two exciting things:

 

#1  The team’s Bachelor Countdown

I added my two cents (influenced by friends and family members) on yellow sticky notes.

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Bachelor fans, Don’t read this paragraph if you missed the show this week!  Did you notice how much Ben looked at Jojo compared to Lauren after the rose ceremony last night?  Maybe the hard-to-get family ups the excitement for him!  I like both girls (or women as they call them😉), but Jojo is pretty cute.

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Bolognese Sauce, the cheater's way

 

Last weekend, after my husband had come home from an exhausting week long work trip, I felt it was the least I could do to cook for him.  I’m a good cook, but I consider cooking to be more work than I am usually up for.  Cooking typically requires planning, shopping, prepping, and cleaning up; all things that take the time I would rather use doing something else.  Jon (my husband), on the other hand, finds the process relaxing.HeyGirlfriend.Net ~ Bolognese Sauce, the cheater's way

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HeyGirlfriend.Net ~ Valentine's Day has Come and Gone, but Love is Still Here

Valentine’s Day is fun when you have someone special to share it with.  And it doesn’t have to be romantic.  

The holiday is a fantastic excuse to eat good chocolates, to let someone know they are loved or to make frosted heart shaped sugar cookies and give them to neighborhood kids.

HeyGirlfriend.Net ~ Valentine's Day has Come and Gone, but Love is Still Here ~ Perfectly grilled filet mignon

The way to my heart, a perfectly grilled filet mignon and veggies prepared by my loving husband for Valentine’s Day dinner

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Doorbell Ditching ~ HeyGirlfriend.Net

The summer after third grade, my parents took our Brady Bunch-esque family on what seemed like a month long vacation (the Chevy Chase movie isn’t so far off).   My parents, two stepbrothers, sister and I loaded into our shiny red Pontiac Station Wagon with luggage tied on top and a big Coleman cooler in the back.

 

Before we pulled out of the driveway, we had already fought over who would get to sit next to a window or in the coveted front seat.  My sister, Amy, was a smart little kid.  She figured out early that if she claimed permanent car sickness she could secure a seat in front, next to the air conditioning vent.

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