tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57826977088228179942024-03-21T01:41:28.239-07:00These are the Days of my Lifecandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-44052512870756385112011-03-09T16:37:00.000-08:002011-03-09T16:57:31.827-08:00Dusting off the ol' keyboard<span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">So, it has been a minute since I've written...okay, a lot of minutes. Almost 2 years of minutes! What!? How did that happen? Oh yeah, I know. I was finishing school and GRADUATING, meeting and falling for the love of my life and getting ENGAGED, meeting NKOTB in Atlanta and hugging Joe Mcintyre (a 20 year old dream come to pass which deserves it's own blog entry), moving out of the duplex I lived in for 7 years to live with my brother and save money for a new house or whatever else came along, buying my first home - a duplex - and renovating said duplex for my first tenant! Whew. Yes, it has most definitely been a busy 2 years. But I missed the ol' blog. I started hearing it call to me at night and cry because it wanted to speak again. So here I am, returning to the handful of you that care to read it. And to catch everyone up to speed...here is a visual of some of what you may have missed. Enjoy.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0pRIrQZOkwq1Fw3QFlZWTkaHL1OIq6KmbIlbvuem3YFMPy3tUrT_ZR1MWErkbD8-5EpHd-LXgOHJ4VOt1VQRaz60WRTgb0WeEzDksdWyZgYd-4S-bi9xIW6Qkyc6otauif3PlHKslvac/s1600/Graphic+Design+Group.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0pRIrQZOkwq1Fw3QFlZWTkaHL1OIq6KmbIlbvuem3YFMPy3tUrT_ZR1MWErkbD8-5EpHd-LXgOHJ4VOt1VQRaz60WRTgb0WeEzDksdWyZgYd-4S-bi9xIW6Qkyc6otauif3PlHKslvac/s320/Graphic+Design+Group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582247506254389474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafS7pSE6Q52LaqQLrA1lVMvOmt3mItJPavU0XOG4EIVp5ZB5ZxRJ8uHPSyLyiHq_KY3RzOqEGBKfQDwt-bkdobdPfFOR6dzdlmeW608F3o-fqZxpPwWfCU31Ed-Cs3bS1bo8imqwt1Po/s1600/DSC02849_2_2.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK_mSeJlnr3e0-E3cKMsz_5wQYLbb0iZ3ywIaEFBw62SqSFyqWvOwIPYoqs-GQa5uvb2lBDbun-Prj-bhh_mnC-09oqpllkqy3xDAv8DjRLVlBS4pXihsHryNap2EJ-G73tS829ImVls/s320/DSC03406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582245949749474018" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip50PmZURwQ19k5NcW5uP9SZtP2ohJF4FmKb6XizY4CEm5XV1dY0i-ix1C6CI-d3f7kvwRNTgb6NlSgO_lalCbD1vc4tz7oNLF9iL2a2lmpAE35etX8WS72TKXiktVP52kH-CgyTLcT3E/s1600/Ring-Me%252BDarrell.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip50PmZURwQ19k5NcW5uP9SZtP2ohJF4FmKb6XizY4CEm5XV1dY0i-ix1C6CI-d3f7kvwRNTgb6NlSgO_lalCbD1vc4tz7oNLF9iL2a2lmpAE35etX8WS72TKXiktVP52kH-CgyTLcT3E/s320/Ring-Me%252BDarrell.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582247704705226514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7GJ721FISwSsEDahSlKlBmelBaTah_Ac6m7XOGQmM_uh3zNG1gl9qiuUghyphenhyphen2YXp6uMC2eUyil59f82SfGWSVVSISTsIQKQ-96dxaZdTjnlJJFxgkPrRIN5ABIDJUpUSNEXbFUae5ROb0/s1600/OMG-Engaged.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7GJ721FISwSsEDahSlKlBmelBaTah_Ac6m7XOGQmM_uh3zNG1gl9qiuUghyphenhyphen2YXp6uMC2eUyil59f82SfGWSVVSISTsIQKQ-96dxaZdTjnlJJFxgkPrRIN5ABIDJUpUSNEXbFUae5ROb0/s320/OMG-Engaged.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582247861043246098" border="0" /></a>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-73230130469336467002009-04-04T18:34:00.001-07:002009-07-05T14:27:01.808-07:00Birthday Week<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />I am ridiculously behind on this blog. I started an entry about my birthday...oh, about 3 months ago, and never finished. So here it is...better late than never. I am going to try and do better with my blogging. I would hate to disappoint the 5 or 6 of you that read my ramblings. :-)<div><br /></div><div>My birthday was March 19th, and I've been told that it seems like March birthday people tend to celebrate a little longer than others. Yeah, so maybe we do. We're just happy to be alive! :-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht31axQIuvnsvWs3zfanL3eNXJbJqZXAEyRAQcF_r6NW9To9BRbapi0STchcV8AZsuSRK5Sd1gwt2Nvyvc3QrfUwMADO7-gdlb9iHLCJTkyinSNQpb5yT4ksiO6EpfZnW_tXkKBe9unSw/s320/DSC02384_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355089936565378946" /><div style="text-align: center;">My friend, Marquita made me a peanut butter pie that was so good it almost brought a tear to my eye. Seriously. Yuuuuuummmmm.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8RwbKaXG3U59szHaAYsQ10lXRwP1YrCbeSLEH-AZ0INPjU-Y0uQJ1lGWyE6pdcxtNbuM72HCO_zEan76ccXcWVMekjBd198fE4sM-gANPZWNPOyDp5AprBmoGEvEYY09fu-8p12eP2s/s1600-h/DSC02388_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8RwbKaXG3U59szHaAYsQ10lXRwP1YrCbeSLEH-AZ0INPjU-Y0uQJ1lGWyE6pdcxtNbuM72HCO_zEan76ccXcWVMekjBd198fE4sM-gANPZWNPOyDp5AprBmoGEvEYY09fu-8p12eP2s/s320/DSC02388_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321016113662870034" border="0" /></a>Lauren did a rap for me in her helium voice. Karmen beat boxed. It was very special.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW_TwwIuVVlWoBdxcUY-N9Hyw7Vz2jn3KJ_qKTEF_RfsjxyBSZkxqtviKTp0nG-xPVyYWw0FYb-BrAjD8KMnVp_N2IEI-drXt6_T2HEcrLXLZau2qcsUzulSKsTjHWRhGGOQgWKzlV2LE/s1600-h/DSC02389_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW_TwwIuVVlWoBdxcUY-N9Hyw7Vz2jn3KJ_qKTEF_RfsjxyBSZkxqtviKTp0nG-xPVyYWw0FYb-BrAjD8KMnVp_N2IEI-drXt6_T2HEcrLXLZau2qcsUzulSKsTjHWRhGGOQgWKzlV2LE/s320/DSC02389_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321016279684206818" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgik-dGs6b_UEE2o1Fsd5Bm1Y7TD9MFAOjSPSLV73t9FnUr29lnkMZfSD2sEwUNlvSn-2tXsILMtsv_in3pKqDazaeo6-fCjW6pCsq29DviAyaVGBH2OzgKJLd3btem0hnnL56F_M2uJpQ/s1600-h/DSC02390_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgik-dGs6b_UEE2o1Fsd5Bm1Y7TD9MFAOjSPSLV73t9FnUr29lnkMZfSD2sEwUNlvSn-2tXsILMtsv_in3pKqDazaeo6-fCjW6pCsq29DviAyaVGBH2OzgKJLd3btem0hnnL56F_M2uJpQ/s320/DSC02390_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321016935907344626" border="0" /></a>Word.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXV8HbvBJFBkFay-FGvamixGD2o3hW69pp5aopO3z5pr0kqWAFMNy5X-o_jcys69uW81K7V8Hfhyphenhyphen4k1J4CuCRxC4koxjzbL9tuuqr45zTRm6qyPPZN04SzYx3mXlRnp3ciRxiCO4dQlKw/s1600-h/DSC02392_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXV8HbvBJFBkFay-FGvamixGD2o3hW69pp5aopO3z5pr0kqWAFMNy5X-o_jcys69uW81K7V8Hfhyphenhyphen4k1J4CuCRxC4koxjzbL9tuuqr45zTRm6qyPPZN04SzYx3mXlRnp3ciRxiCO4dQlKw/s320/DSC02392_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321020232635195122" border="0" /></a>Chrystal took me to dinner at the Boathouse. It was windy...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFMJSWd-9p0A-wk9m9jBGwEwVHsbhTBg72e435PXPEc-tbF22T8DXY45lTBlAtj0rMPP_WN6U5pBdVjnMcpC-vvL9dxff4mntx2qkUHGd9Ym5uDTmvt8x_A_UhjH6Pk1MJ3_3e7W9-rJM/s1600-h/DSC02393_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFMJSWd-9p0A-wk9m9jBGwEwVHsbhTBg72e435PXPEc-tbF22T8DXY45lTBlAtj0rMPP_WN6U5pBdVjnMcpC-vvL9dxff4mntx2qkUHGd9Ym5uDTmvt8x_A_UhjH6Pk1MJ3_3e7W9-rJM/s320/DSC02393_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321020352345985026" border="0" /></a>Very windy. We embraced it. Made it our own.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> The anticipated birthday celebration was.... ROLLERSKATING. I wanted to do this for my 30th birthday last year, but couldn't pull it off in the way that I wanted so I didn't. This year, I was all about it. There were about 15 of us and it was the most fun I have had in a long long time. It was scary at first b/c it had been a good 10 years or more since the last time I skated. But once I made it around the rink once it started coming back to me. I LOVED it!!!<br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy73ry82kZO0iP3UyeQ4NLwuWBKUKTM1jFIwg1d6t3RdjILx2F2c87Fm6PA4dCljB9huzEdDHB2lX8ahAQG1xzKK2o8AOG7oXozI5m8u0cQldzqXD6OaWQBJJ7f6lQCwX3nMQUrpcw8EQ/s1600-h/DSC02398_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy73ry82kZO0iP3UyeQ4NLwuWBKUKTM1jFIwg1d6t3RdjILx2F2c87Fm6PA4dCljB9huzEdDHB2lX8ahAQG1xzKK2o8AOG7oXozI5m8u0cQldzqXD6OaWQBJJ7f6lQCwX3nMQUrpcw8EQ/s320/DSC02398_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321029635663472162" border="0" /></a>I had to represent with an NKOTB t-shirt if I was going old school with rollerskating. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipZIifjCO57Hs50CCouzJenhpQvdCsAsTPjD2fTH75U2ZXnnVN0cT4jTX2G7QVYlkyT67qqzdbS12bZz7cMqrjAEB775M7OKvh-j2enwJOPlU8WOVK1dCYmW69XRyUZyLgLsHizZKLGyQ/s1600-h/Skating+Group+1_2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipZIifjCO57Hs50CCouzJenhpQvdCsAsTPjD2fTH75U2ZXnnVN0cT4jTX2G7QVYlkyT67qqzdbS12bZz7cMqrjAEB775M7OKvh-j2enwJOPlU8WOVK1dCYmW69XRyUZyLgLsHizZKLGyQ/s320/Skating+Group+1_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355087615767320290" /></a>Me and my girls getting ready to skate!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFIkRpxLDGs4siKismRlznKyMbTVxs2Ws4ND8qMtUEYGtGMmgtAO4aJ3iHf89DKmG3phhq27SKkJzC2vFsjub5zWE56nRPQ2rJQQ8PFB4pfi5bOpZ-8sNK30LgeARXlnSZWhhB3S1SIE/s1600-h/DSC02416_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFIkRpxLDGs4siKismRlznKyMbTVxs2Ws4ND8qMtUEYGtGMmgtAO4aJ3iHf89DKmG3phhq27SKkJzC2vFsjub5zWE56nRPQ2rJQQ8PFB4pfi5bOpZ-8sNK30LgeARXlnSZWhhB3S1SIE/s320/DSC02416_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355088653535416914" /></a>Skate Train<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibTZ85v359nMMvEsv3jA_uIx9KhHXjka_1vnonvkosN_XSox-pWJ_FZkufzFXxv9M85J3mnF4jpg4Oo4DyZX_P6ROHt8B2O9rkp4uN7A2VhVFEdUUM1X8jyZ6hzxi7x5-c9tBM3203BMM/s1600-h/Me+on+the+Rink_2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibTZ85v359nMMvEsv3jA_uIx9KhHXjka_1vnonvkosN_XSox-pWJ_FZkufzFXxv9M85J3mnF4jpg4Oo4DyZX_P6ROHt8B2O9rkp4uN7A2VhVFEdUUM1X8jyZ6hzxi7x5-c9tBM3203BMM/s320/Me+on+the+Rink_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355089395819690498" /></a>Rollerskating Super Star :-)<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-43983484939300096112009-03-22T19:00:00.000-07:002009-03-22T20:38:27.839-07:00Wrapping up Spring Break Week<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Spring Break seems like so long ago afte</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >r tru</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >dging through the last week of work and school, but I need to update this thing, so here's wh</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >at</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > you m</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >issed</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >...<br /><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >I was able to meet up for dinner with two </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >of </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >my favorite ladies, Tommie Sue and Martha. Since I have changed churches I don't ev</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >er g</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >et to see</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > Sue anymore and even seeing Martha is few and far between with the</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > Ethos/City Church divide</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >. So</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > we </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >met up at Zaxby's and sque</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ez</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ed in some precious moments before Sue had to leav</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >e us. I</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >t </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >was great fun. :-)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcWhc7cgU4hbxY3tlvSRGx6I7fmx6AtYVqVOAm1R1yJWj6ZOBKZV2_xXQ6_xRIAqyaPGaLMpKBiomqYEw9QdZij9GCNHESIG3Htcie49bP6ksUE3K55l5Nvtk6A-72ivnQF6U68-0UfC8/s1600-h/DSC02316_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcWhc7cgU4hbxY3tlvSRGx6I7fmx6AtYVqVOAm1R1yJWj6ZOBKZV2_xXQ6_xRIAqyaPGaLMpKBiomqYEw9QdZij9GCNHESIG3Htcie49bP6ksUE3K55l5Nvtk6A-72ivnQF6U68-0UfC8/s320/DSC02316_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316198829795587202" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Me, Tommie Su</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >e, and Martha</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The next night I headed to Dalton to visit w</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">i</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">th my dad and stepmom and also go to a Creativity Party that my stepsister, Heidi had org</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">anized. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The party was so much fun and I was pretty proud of the piece that I made. We created mixed me</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">dia canvases and I think </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">we all showed our amazing talents. :-) Here is a link to Heidi'</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">s blog if anyone is more interested in her art or doing a party of your own - http://www.crazyforcolor.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">blog spot.com/</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDF-0RrnvHWwZYEaxVtzByaEU0Lue6SykwEJRvaeBr4BFjWC58h-5NDcqWx59OTn2UaIFhDdvmtyzGwPxbvEA2v1NfX8b55SNTUEGtSHtvqOlrapr4NUPkocNgNGDlriK9L_Knfuglf1Y/s1600-h/DSC02321_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDF-0RrnvHWwZYEaxVtzByaEU0Lue6SykwEJRvaeBr4BFjWC58h-5NDcqWx59OTn2UaIFhDdvmtyzGwPxbvEA2v1NfX8b55SNTUEGtSHtvqOlrapr4NUPkocNgNGDlriK9L_Knfuglf1Y/s320/DSC02321_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316216813964606626" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">This picture is a drawing exercise that Heidi had us do. We picked an objec</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">t to draw and with eyes </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">closed drew the object with our dominant hand, then with both hands, then with o</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">ur </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">non-dominant. I thought my plant looked bett</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">er</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> than expected considering I couldn't see what I was doing. :-)<br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKzpw6UHiJDINssN3bKwCF_9kH-wpn1ZvLm3iqOegS8-AYiPgA8jeC7TiYw_RGSiKd-PB1_I-S3MwXkZ1GfRmh8kxruOuN68CTdZsIQmEWqf1FiBvI2m-TV9BYts-DRPIkoGbDjaNthI/s1600-h/DSC02322_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKzpw6UHiJDINssN3bKwCF_9kH-wpn1ZvLm3iqOegS8-AYiPgA8jeC7TiYw_RGSiKd-PB1_I-S3MwXkZ1GfRmh8kxruOuN68CTdZsIQmEWqf1FiBvI2m-TV9BYts-DRPIkoGbDjaNthI/s320/DSC02322_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217000063691266" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Heidi showing us how to create the canvas.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHM8F3nrQ_Wtdu3JwWKSzkyhXqGSVQ91rZ29FMQWImhZH35sS5a7ZWeMnrV563Cy1vUYJ2WSrrCZbYycULwRLaiMqSRuQtKTm9eKOcim2m_yfoe1t2MdsifhThegiaeuJkFu6uNQvf-tQ/s1600-h/DSC02323_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHM8F3nrQ_Wtdu3JwWKSzkyhXqGSVQ91rZ29FMQWImhZH35sS5a7ZWeMnrV563Cy1vUYJ2WSrrCZbYycULwRLaiMqSRuQtKTm9eKOcim2m_yfoe1t2MdsifhThegiaeuJkFu6uNQvf-tQ/s320/DSC02323_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217112849255010" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Becky working on her art.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhHbQye_CckJba42oOv8PnVGccROdHRypOUti8lJzINBjXrWGVfrsnoObfUYok0_xKBLrJRfIx128sbbVJkdB_t8uhdHpz8sP6GSPF2fukUYwwa0nzG9FXqMIeC92AdQIrx3kc7ZHM35A/s1600-h/DSC02324_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhHbQye_CckJba42oOv8PnVGccROdHRypOUti8lJzINBjXrWGVfrsnoObfUYok0_xKBLrJRfIx128sbbVJkdB_t8uhdHpz8sP6GSPF2fukUYwwa0nzG9FXqMIeC92AdQIrx3kc7ZHM35A/s320/DSC02324_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217244580105490" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">A close up of the prettiness.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmmd3ov6h2xBF3rWlMOZXsoRkq4jx9F_TLgfxVfcR1jKlGTSHgKwW-52Sq_F8r0KRp6FH0wHzZ4TFL6RihiZ1ikHjOvdjdFl8hTQ8vcvM0Xw8SC91R-BoFxhZp7His98xrOPB5Xp8qPk/s1600-h/DSC02330_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmmd3ov6h2xBF3rWlMOZXsoRkq4jx9F_TLgfxVfcR1jKlGTSHgKwW-52Sq_F8r0KRp6FH0wHzZ4TFL6RihiZ1ikHjOvdjdFl8hTQ8vcvM0Xw8SC91R-BoFxhZp7His98xrOPB5Xp8qPk/s320/DSC02330_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217408623943346" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">This is my stepmom's canvas.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0CcHMSeJRaNPP9K1tqoiWADArpx216FJLYt9HubnMj-IfjY2ZYstUu3M8H7SKPCM6B9KCQi68biaGzkXjREnHRHfaTfhM8ZgITj-_LtcqrlRl6aKPpz65Z9DyfOBftr2akSgBCF0CFuk/s1600-h/DSC02331_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0CcHMSeJRaNPP9K1tqoiWADArpx216FJLYt9HubnMj-IfjY2ZYstUu3M8H7SKPCM6B9KCQi68biaGzkXjREnHRHfaTfhM8ZgITj-_LtcqrlRl6aKPpz65Z9DyfOBftr2akSgBCF0CFuk/s320/DSC02331_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217562962819394" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Mimi's canvas</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdiJ2EZkcXXmXrwzSY6UFVnJiohC83Pb7UZ_Y_JpwdFHYimczR3VKbqom4Ky_xM4DnV6xalsh-WFjUi34HJAXk454STcms7vDU7VSOxUZ1iMXf8oM-EoSq5qd8xdqYGDNee7660MsAANU/s1600-h/DSC02327_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdiJ2EZkcXXmXrwzSY6UFVnJiohC83Pb7UZ_Y_JpwdFHYimczR3VKbqom4Ky_xM4DnV6xalsh-WFjUi34HJAXk454STcms7vDU7VSOxUZ1iMXf8oM-EoSq5qd8xdqYGDNee7660MsAANU/s320/DSC02327_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217696359244882" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Me working on my canvas.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3_jiWiD5H0t3lAwGRRvv3997aZ1RE8xSUNBYAflByufDoJuFq0B0-SQhyv3K6u8kIlb02QwjIpMyxil8XgyN9thlMcABKifFlPHQsUwXy_rUOwih1EPaSGxryo7kJUjuZDUsu7GXfhI/s1600-h/DSC02336.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3_jiWiD5H0t3lAwGRRvv3997aZ1RE8xSUNBYAflByufDoJuFq0B0-SQhyv3K6u8kIlb02QwjIpMyxil8XgyN9thlMcABKifFlPHQsUwXy_rUOwih1EPaSGxryo7kJUjuZDUsu7GXfhI/s320/DSC02336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217825794452130" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The finished masterpiece! I think it turned out pretty good. :-)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZh2TekPWgXN3c5Ua234htD2EcAIHH9J1X9I54dyrbKYrjjaXU5n44QH6frn6WYnMT-6DP9cBlAPfGzivbkTjUaKRDvDRrIXtlIfXUgKTBCEhHKsCQplY37E-VL9vNUSOmfNKeqIMChm0/s1600-h/DSC02333_3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZh2TekPWgXN3c5Ua234htD2EcAIHH9J1X9I54dyrbKYrjjaXU5n44QH6frn6WYnMT-6DP9cBlAPfGzivbkTjUaKRDvDRrIXtlIfXUgKTBCEhHKsCQplY37E-VL9vNUSOmfNKeqIMChm0/s320/DSC02333_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316217929720877746" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Me and my stepsisters, Heidi (left) and Mimi (right)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >At the end of the week I had lunch with my friend, Rob. We ate at Greenlife and I had one of the most amazing sandwiches I have ever eaten. A spinach wrap with smoked turkey, pepper jack cheese, basil pesto, lettuce, and tomatoes. So</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> so so good. Spending time with Rob is always fun and I was so happy he had time for me in his busy schedule. ;-) haha.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuwItp1jZ_slgQG97qSw7nI7vvAtntGAZ9LD7WWC8oiav7mT0vHvOHvjojLqI3A3UND4HpDIzY9ihd8TWLPkbz4-9z0_Qndi1tThFu8Fsorrjo7Jy7ZyGEaXS8LFBfBq7tFkZOMd2BKQ/s1600-h/Me+and+Rob.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuwItp1jZ_slgQG97qSw7nI7vvAtntGAZ9LD7WWC8oiav7mT0vHvOHvjojLqI3A3UND4HpDIzY9ihd8TWLPkbz4-9z0_Qndi1tThFu8Fsorrjo7Jy7ZyGEaXS8LFBfBq7tFkZOMd2BKQ/s320/Me+and+Rob.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316208779358674466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">When the weekend arrived I FINALLY started on some schoolwork. I am ashamed that I procrastinated all week and inflicted such torture on myself to finish everything in a 3 or 4 day period. When will I learn?? I had to create a wedding invitation for a calligraphy project. We had to use our own name and if unmarried could pick our spouse. I decided Justin Timberlake wouldn't be bad to look at from here until death do us part, so that's who I chose. Justin and I will be married in a castle in England on May 23rd. Please join in the celebration. :-D</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODYQqz_o0xd7Oas-3buCX5x-XHebRj1I-FZWN3nu9pm-oB1boSOyogRLLWSDJsOiMhOGqxrayXVCNdwpVw-CnAnB3KrrOCuiMnTo41EvDiNfkS5mNWUautNxYPrB1SSHlM0KG-M60ock/s1600-h/DSC02357_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODYQqz_o0xd7Oas-3buCX5x-XHebRj1I-FZWN3nu9pm-oB1boSOyogRLLWSDJsOiMhOGqxrayXVCNdwpVw-CnAnB3KrrOCuiMnTo41EvDiNfkS5mNWUautNxYPrB1SSHlM0KG-M60ock/s320/DSC02357_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316211277157214418" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Concentrating on my Calligraphy skills</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJiLI4BIWXiyRyGC5m-n0-Z0Mfq808hX2ob4NPqExhUUf_AdRkpZpYhamMbqgaYnE3EN-s69ObPYHLbL8Xwyy06JOj82WHjF1d7taTWMOB0ND1RI7PaUvd8fmB1jX1O6jdIVn6nrLN4g0/s1600-h/DSC02365_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJiLI4BIWXiyRyGC5m-n0-Z0Mfq808hX2ob4NPqExhUUf_AdRkpZpYhamMbqgaYnE3EN-s69ObPYHLbL8Xwyy06JOj82WHjF1d7taTWMOB0ND1RI7PaUvd8fmB1jX1O6jdIVn6nrLN4g0/s320/DSC02365_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316212212690909010" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The Process... practice practice practice</span><br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgng07oKRGn5_1pg66wa7IcXjdwMW50jtAJpKlsdtYLaFKTsEONz1K9RmcXYKuqdYnugs8H84b8rRQHr9LcS-b5vTG8jRaG_u8wwxvloegK5cmlLgxagqy7lyaCgj66-jZhm8J4RLxMj1Q/s1600-h/DSC02371.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgng07oKRGn5_1pg66wa7IcXjdwMW50jtAJpKlsdtYLaFKTsEONz1K9RmcXYKuqdYnugs8H84b8rRQHr9LcS-b5vTG8jRaG_u8wwxvloegK5cmlLgxagqy7lyaCgj66-jZhm8J4RLxMj1Q/s320/DSC02371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316212899781081698" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Tracing the swirlies</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjlUR4bowjrEQ7iwb5dVkGeuDZcd34hzOC6NBH5xaR0y-XLiNcCOrKAnDu9vh0i9cZ_H2Oq296F-mZqzXXM21tcukt0gRc86N1K8KYZ2AbHp30HJrNMN1Oj8v3RNOuAkAEHKf9o-Qtgqw/s1600-h/DSC02378_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjlUR4bowjrEQ7iwb5dVkGeuDZcd34hzOC6NBH5xaR0y-XLiNcCOrKAnDu9vh0i9cZ_H2Oq296F-mZqzXXM21tcukt0gRc86N1K8KYZ2AbHp30HJrNMN1Oj8v3RNOuAkAEHKf9o-Qtgqw/s400/DSC02378_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316214294380222034" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The final product! </span><br /><br /></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-11714315002614250182009-03-11T10:44:00.001-07:002009-03-11T11:05:13.212-07:00Cavities and Flautas<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> Spring Break is a beautiful thing. I definitely booked myself up during my time off, but it's been great. The weather has been awesome until today. But I have big plans for school work today (right after this blog...promise..) so that worked out just fine. I have slept so much the last few days and I don't know if that is from the time change throwing me off, no tv to distract me, or just my body really really needing it. Whatever the reason, it's been nice. <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Tuesday I had to go to the dentist and get a cavity fille</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;">d. (Boooo!) I was so mad at myself for getting one, but, oh well. My aunt works at my dentist office so at least I got to see her. Yay! We discussed television shows that I can't watch right now, but it's alright. I'm getting used to that. Everyone forgets and consistently asks - "Hey did you see _____ last night?? It was so.. blah blah blah". E</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">verytime I see that DVR record light pop up I am tempted to turn it on. So sad. haha. Anyway...so I got my cavity filled and annoyed my Aunt Jeannie and Dr. Majors by forcing them to pose for a picture so I could post it on my blog. :0)</span><br /><br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtusWC-IpJWo2KE0-0XB551C9rtNn2X8NLh8WQtOcwHgnAKHnkun-gBWzJNlYbjZTRQqvtqPGj1rNez3d5BqdC3wKSuaBTImUkOioDEQ3ebd-MT9wJc_aKJRtcAfbt8rLEgfnC2pmbzxM/s1600-h/DSC02289_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtusWC-IpJWo2KE0-0XB551C9rtNn2X8NLh8WQtOcwHgnAKHnkun-gBWzJNlYbjZTRQqvtqPGj1rNez3d5BqdC3wKSuaBTImUkOioDEQ3ebd-MT9wJc_aKJRtcAfbt8rLEgfnC2pmbzxM/s320/DSC02289_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311989271039352482" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >My aunt on the left getting ready to assist and Dr. Majors in the back looking way too happy about drilling my teeth.<br /><br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > After being numbed up and drilled down, I made a few stops at the craft stores to see if I could have any luck finding some paper for my calligraphy assignment. I think Michael's is going to be the winner for paper. Now I just need to START the assignment. Geez. </span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > Once that was decided I met my friend Candee (Candi & Candee...yeah, we're awesome) at Big River and ate lunch outside. The weather was so amazing and I was so thankful to be out enjoying it. I had the chicken flautas with black beans and rice. They were fabulous. I hadn't seen Candee in over a year so it was really great getting to catch up with her too.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5CnNPDofNHVkt6BtQ-ogBkMtcGQzn9QuI1mwtHWFoHOpnor41BX7pTML2qbGe57KeDe6kpy4AGijinmREcE5aFNnV1Ek_giUsoyphapCOUACGvHvb1wDSBNeW8qwMTJjyfeEEqT5b8TU/s1600-h/DSC02290_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5CnNPDofNHVkt6BtQ-ogBkMtcGQzn9QuI1mwtHWFoHOpnor41BX7pTML2qbGe57KeDe6kpy4AGijinmREcE5aFNnV1Ek_giUsoyphapCOUACGvHvb1wDSBNeW8qwMTJjyfeEEqT5b8TU/s320/DSC02290_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990527365574626" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Lunch on the patio. :-)<br /><br /><br /></span> </div></div> <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> Now I am going to try and get some school work done that I have totally put off. All this time and I haven't touched one single book, project, assignment, etc... I am totally focused now though! (Until 6:30 when I have to meet Tommie Sue for dinner) :-)</span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-73524639881602874722009-03-09T18:14:00.000-07:002009-03-09T20:20:14.488-07:00Family fun and more<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> I traveled to Atlanta on Saturday to visit my cousin </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">Col</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e, Carole, and the kids. I had a smooth ride down, no major traffic snafoos. I jam</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">med</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> out to s</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">o</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">m</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e R</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ob Thomas on the way there and the weather was beautiful so it was all good. Trey had a soccer g</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ame that morning that I missed because I jus</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">t couldn't bring myself to wake up</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">early enough to drive down and get there by 10 a</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">m. Bu</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">t I w</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">as informed that he scored a goal </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">so he o</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">bviously did fine</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> without me being present. :-)</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">I got there around 12:30 and we headed to O'Ch</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">arle</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">y's</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> for lunch </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">and then made a quick stop for me and Carole at the scrap book store. I nee</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">de</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">d</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> to loo</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">k for paper for my upcoming calligraphy assignment. But, I had no luck, they didn't carry th</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e paper </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">size that I needed. After that we hung out at the house the rest of the day and en</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">joyed</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> th</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e beau</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">tif</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ul weather. We played a little bit of s</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">occer - Trey, Grace, and myself defeated C</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ole'</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">s so</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">lo </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">t</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">am. T</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">hat's right, it only took 3 of us to ta</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ke him</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> dow</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">n. After that I played with Grace and Will</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">iam on the playground. William</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> was scaling th</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e pla</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">yset like a pro so I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">men</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">tioned to Grace that he was like a little m</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">onkey. Grace quickly correc</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ted me stating SHE was the monkey. (Doh...how could</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> I make such a careless mist</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ake. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">She is all about the m</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">onke</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ys right now.) I asked wh</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">at else we could call him and she answ</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ered </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">with of course, the SLOTH. What? hahaha. I told her that he was cuter than a sloth, right</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">!? Sh</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e inf</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ormed me that</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> sloths have to climb a lot... an</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">d W</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">illam does sleep all the time! Which makes c</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">omplete sense. (She is gifted by the way</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">. Yeah. Probably smarter than me.) I</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> suggested a squirr</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">el and she o</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">kayed that. :-) </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">Af</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ter a great day spendi</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ng time with 5 of my favor</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ite people in the world, I left </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">about 7</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">:30 to head home. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">love th</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">ose little boogers</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">. Th</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">e big ones to.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_BdRl3U58ojtuir439y33Jf1Zbf07GA0B2YqSWrlJPeUYUELV-Y_xFZF71SgffnjrNKffSo4m0gaI0cI5TXP9JtKQ9PxvXV4ki3J1olTdSMZSsKhgW-B-hiOAneGt2VrDCXUi5ydDA-U/s1600-h/DSC02227.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_BdRl3U58ojtuir439y33Jf1Zbf07GA0B2YqSWrlJPeUYUELV-Y_xFZF71SgffnjrNKffSo4m0gaI0cI5TXP9JtKQ9PxvXV4ki3J1olTdSMZSsKhgW-B-hiOAneGt2VrDCXUi5ydDA-U/s320/DSC02227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311366365132606546" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The sea monkeys that I gave Trey for Christmas. They are crazy looking little creatures!</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZIpLKUdvCBXQiGp4Irq3dWBrurjJEjT2SGHsfpMCyy9LtcMPZFp4z9-BbvkW5N7LxRHTJcUYVqlJj7FS5t8yDWki-L1ggy5QieNSkgt7femBH_HinCuFoA2gXqw786TD5PNCNgiYolxw/s1600-h/DSC02226.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZIpLKUdvCBXQiGp4Irq3dWBrurjJEjT2SGHsfpMCyy9LtcMPZFp4z9-BbvkW5N7LxRHTJcUYVqlJj7FS5t8yDWki-L1ggy5QieNSkgt7femBH_HinCuFoA2gXqw786TD5PNCNgiYolxw/s320/DSC02226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311366217990164434" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Their dog, Colonel Buzz, who is obsessed with feet and latched on to mine as often as he could.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >I haven't had the priveledge of spending as much time with little William as I did with Grace and Trey by the time they were his age, so I got to c</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">atch up and take him in while I was there. He's awesome. Of course.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCoLRdpg6BVn5ypapBezfdnCvJNYDXvjwbssMolzwhry8Yl3_MbUFDfEFyKKVbndNNTcTa0uTTLUPyh-b575__Ga7vxJUdc5YrjUJ03BYQqXPbKXUi4QkP3ZEeg3_Y0Hz608J-C8YSF3Q/s1600-h/DSC02224.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCoLRdpg6BVn5ypapBezfdnCvJNYDXvjwbssMolzwhry8Yl3_MbUFDfEFyKKVbndNNTcTa0uTTLUPyh-b575__Ga7vxJUdc5YrjUJ03BYQqXPbKXUi4QkP3ZEeg3_Y0Hz608J-C8YSF3Q/s320/DSC02224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311366057201658210" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Cute little William - probably on a pacifier high in this picture. (He loves his passies!)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Wg5v-_NFdfHDCF-e6WHUNbBCWItcd7dn81Np-3Tdt7NeEawUrFuWW1DBJJ9KSo7qaOsHKquZJlFp9iEjn-Bd1IWhuQMt_u-FHPUoQrbx6CD9W9bqs4ase-1fF6HeVb-kmaF3YWeBhb8/s1600-h/DSC02229.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Wg5v-_NFdfHDCF-e6WHUNbBCWItcd7dn81Np-3Tdt7NeEawUrFuWW1DBJJ9KSo7qaOsHKquZJlFp9iEjn-Bd1IWhuQMt_u-FHPUoQrbx6CD9W9bqs4ase-1fF6HeVb-kmaF3YWeBhb8/s320/DSC02229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311366527759088434" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">See...holding on for dear life. :-)</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoWvx_4gBn5V6DoCtwCT1L7tu9VsE026EZgUVL5dWvKOH3egSAxzjDEiHHK2I4Um00tsGBJ8IV00vEZS78PRIjQBOtdCUFAiCL_9DrrsRXV7MWAlkTpreD-yBlD6x7s04ZpIICpfHc0YU/s1600-h/William-1+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoWvx_4gBn5V6DoCtwCT1L7tu9VsE026EZgUVL5dWvKOH3egSAxzjDEiHHK2I4Um00tsGBJ8IV00vEZS78PRIjQBOtdCUFAiCL_9DrrsRXV7MWAlkTpreD-yBlD6x7s04ZpIICpfHc0YU/s320/William-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311371341326714306" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Who couldn't adore this face??</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-_Rc5mqNYlcvLs8zNlNjv4wdyDwfvrMtUrmOv4SA2H580kDbUNYMts6Wu6iGnTaWnej8LNu1uJq6BiUXBrEYBn1fPMoq-ZtXfXNaq1U21tPesmVikcFQ5peuMhdd-X8kPZQIovbQe12w/s1600-h/DSC02241.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-_Rc5mqNYlcvLs8zNlNjv4wdyDwfvrMtUrmOv4SA2H580kDbUNYMts6Wu6iGnTaWnej8LNu1uJq6BiUXBrEYBn1fPMoq-ZtXfXNaq1U21tPesmVikcFQ5peuMhdd-X8kPZQIovbQe12w/s320/DSC02241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311367088569777170" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">He loves being flipped around like a little rag doll</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRd3RhZT4PVvrVKhRzSLLq_Lz3gooVW9WCnPeCvSUY-VJDPXcIbjg8Gx1wP2csXqtxbPy8cdgpZLntC_pX0Uzae7sUJM1Kk5kC-HdqWQn_d0llQb5Ca-REiO_uw4dhpI9zKn1bAkPz0_E/s1600-h/DSC02246_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRd3RhZT4PVvrVKhRzSLLq_Lz3gooVW9WCnPeCvSUY-VJDPXcIbjg8Gx1wP2csXqtxbPy8cdgpZLntC_pX0Uzae7sUJM1Kk5kC-HdqWQn_d0llQb5Ca-REiO_uw4dhpI9zKn1bAkPz0_E/s320/DSC02246_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311367267157985154" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">More acrobatics with Daddy</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyiLz6gn6LaKD2XK6UafW9-8boixbTfkLJdUvbbyK5sA-xV4Xpm27gK4qNjHzRo1ZpbF0Q6XsCI1LjAXtBYL0A1xyDIifvpC5zacfnAAXfrIsqnaSK05v_EffixY-uWui2vpjVOMJNYjo/s1600-h/DSC02237.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyiLz6gn6LaKD2XK6UafW9-8boixbTfkLJdUvbbyK5sA-xV4Xpm27gK4qNjHzRo1ZpbF0Q6XsCI1LjAXtBYL0A1xyDIifvpC5zacfnAAXfrIsqnaSK05v_EffixY-uWui2vpjVOMJNYjo/s320/DSC02237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311366788564320578" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Picture of mommy (Carole) taken by William (sort of...)</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlwwp0uizDY7X6_J7Mt0_EHSfTjF9KHy0LhU6YljbpOZxSdl4WPUdAbUZ8qtdjkSkO4OZ-_Gf0Y7V1Og1wUpLUpPyw6T0vw6MgyVwlxEK9SILcQW7K1_5_pZcI2M01J8aE-TCuoYXXAU/s1600-h/Cole-1+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlwwp0uizDY7X6_J7Mt0_EHSfTjF9KHy0LhU6YljbpOZxSdl4WPUdAbUZ8qtdjkSkO4OZ-_Gf0Y7V1Og1wUpLUpPyw6T0vw6MgyVwlxEK9SILcQW7K1_5_pZcI2M01J8aE-TCuoYXXAU/s320/Cole-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311366936420544978" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Picture of daddy (Cole), also taken by William (sort of...)</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><br /><br /><br />William's bedroom is a surfer theme and it is amazing. Here are a few pictures of the awesomness.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggC8T5wkR6cyxl5kI52JViQ-q3E9E6-YkbMOIIV1QxqeQPvVAUr810hC3Z251-VXxXXxVKoW8sscXsAQzUwkSr4alMsHP9L_ekndafXqpBpQq7YVPcVmRpteculr-PBvUglG36ClWrNoU/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggC8T5wkR6cyxl5kI52JViQ-q3E9E6-YkbMOIIV1QxqeQPvVAUr810hC3Z251-VXxXXxVKoW8sscXsAQzUwkSr4alMsHP9L_ekndafXqpBpQq7YVPcVmRpteculr-PBvUglG36ClWrNoU/s320/DSC02248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311367528122861666" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Grass roof window treatment and bamboo wall covering</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXl0Fcx5zGsRLhj21XJcvYo8l7WuLHkoQZES17glvgK-c6Gf9gw7N79JRnezDoAF_k7JAX3IK_V08tBhPbU5msnMKaJb9uw0w9exvFMiM5d2UCRVOePzAYqhhXiqYzttSVAxyIk-Basw/s1600-h/DSC02249.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXl0Fcx5zGsRLhj21XJcvYo8l7WuLHkoQZES17glvgK-c6Gf9gw7N79JRnezDoAF_k7JAX3IK_V08tBhPbU5msnMKaJb9uw0w9exvFMiM5d2UCRVOePzAYqhhXiqYzttSVAxyIk-Basw/s320/DSC02249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311367643045055474" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Used surf boards gifted by one of their CA friends</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7leH3zKwNFot8RbDpWMyH4jfgVQRng2OgyJkw44aC5EtXqdLvX5SczvG-1VMs0fSOR8Rw3vXwuLzXi0diKho5cCFVfhuyy_mwRgfbU9S_1uRWnUMz4TXz0guvk8_iwvxbRX3gZ54XC7A/s1600-h/DSC02250.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7leH3zKwNFot8RbDpWMyH4jfgVQRng2OgyJkw44aC5EtXqdLvX5SczvG-1VMs0fSOR8Rw3vXwuLzXi0diKho5cCFVfhuyy_mwRgfbU9S_1uRWnUMz4TXz0guvk8_iwvxbRX3gZ54XC7A/s320/DSC02250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311367960844263890" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Shelf with matching grass roof</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I did get to spend time with Grace and Trey too. They are getting so big!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv81VIAP7R1d5ckeFUDXLuPRa4QY-Swinfy7kTpYoieacnydqf0GDOlehcKq-5arSRnckCmmp4mFdkj4Swx1r2GaNCm4MtiinbvUKVUkG2f2yAz5wPpo8DDRzdz5CGj1eNKOH47IFViS0/s1600-h/DSC02256.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv81VIAP7R1d5ckeFUDXLuPRa4QY-Swinfy7kTpYoieacnydqf0GDOlehcKq-5arSRnckCmmp4mFdkj4Swx1r2GaNCm4MtiinbvUKVUkG2f2yAz5wPpo8DDRzdz5CGj1eNKOH47IFViS0/s320/DSC02256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311368613197623282" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Monkey girl and Soccer star</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjetUPr3DMqJvb161HUbOdzaZ8rvHk90rrhUdHCjUR9lObZ3jfoKbVmTWkd9eyEshAJbzakPwE5tGDPskPWjDKVjcNOeoH8K_m6C9GFvj44Lie5PhWmrgKley0Bye_HiuWUDGTbERxzqQk/s1600-h/Cole+and+Trey+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjetUPr3DMqJvb161HUbOdzaZ8rvHk90rrhUdHCjUR9lObZ3jfoKbVmTWkd9eyEshAJbzakPwE5tGDPskPWjDKVjcNOeoH8K_m6C9GFvj44Lie5PhWmrgKley0Bye_HiuWUDGTbERxzqQk/s320/Cole+and+Trey+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311367397420609298" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Trey likes to wrestle with his dad too. He isn't defending himself very well here though.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpMvPF3VBISW1y2XnnErAO8yAxQ3l3SY3huMrnsl_2N65AhjtCNKRh8SoWRl_skjdvMa4OhDa0pgTiyIBx2A2YyVGXOzDd_nVyXzObKEzFaJr0vYhdRDsyLNhDPC-qdRiIdgJva75NoQ/s1600-h/DSC02253.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpMvPF3VBISW1y2XnnErAO8yAxQ3l3SY3huMrnsl_2N65AhjtCNKRh8SoWRl_skjdvMa4OhDa0pgTiyIBx2A2YyVGXOzDd_nVyXzObKEzFaJr0vYhdRDsyLNhDPC-qdRiIdgJva75NoQ/s320/DSC02253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311368259362794194" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Me and Grace</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-QHIXPjHavFM3cV9gVihwp_roSRp1hCs9IbrIOPhmhkNbeNlEGBQzbmHZQZuY-ST3sPlUvVGow4gvsDvOR9yrvOTVddC7Pr3fgAd4hyphenhyphenqlkooCy1cEpuPyzMqxhzyBqJ8-X8lRyPsqvFg/s1600-h/DSC02255_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-QHIXPjHavFM3cV9gVihwp_roSRp1hCs9IbrIOPhmhkNbeNlEGBQzbmHZQZuY-ST3sPlUvVGow4gvsDvOR9yrvOTVddC7Pr3fgAd4hyphenhyphenqlkooCy1cEpuPyzMqxhzyBqJ8-X8lRyPsqvFg/s320/DSC02255_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311368412104957826" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGdNdHHPo54yhFdJoVvONp9hrdtqVArVHOA1phFhDXp7oY5Y1Qz8oDELjcVbBHAUCGW4PnVVn0PuXmIb83T4eeTd4p27dwL3K7tZ3tpD41qRYxAOpuZwscNGlwiQSDUYR9nWTcneRbxA/s1600-h/DSC02259.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGdNdHHPo54yhFdJoVvONp9hrdtqVArVHOA1phFhDXp7oY5Y1Qz8oDELjcVbBHAUCGW4PnVVn0PuXmIb83T4eeTd4p27dwL3K7tZ3tpD41qRYxAOpuZwscNGlwiQSDUYR9nWTcneRbxA/s320/DSC02259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311368778298776722" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Me and Trey...he totally left me hanging. He was making a silly face too and turned before the picture was finished. Crazy kid. :-)</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >On Sunday after church I went over to my mom</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">'s to visit with her and my grandmother. As luck would have it, my aunt Jeannie and cousin, Joe came over too so I got some time with them as well. Yay! I was hoping to see Joe during my break so it worked out beautifully.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCHvaG47jA4p0tjretThsBnC34X0f4D6yD-PeCVu5caaK0hb9DlMaBgQ2Rt-GeimTrEiydu7JYPsEYkh4UhXt_wSq1X3w5MZnFxtdyNBhO2MH5EpiTswY2cIuESCOJL5A6J0FmAdkuqM/s1600-h/Me+and+Nannie1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCHvaG47jA4p0tjretThsBnC34X0f4D6yD-PeCVu5caaK0hb9DlMaBgQ2Rt-GeimTrEiydu7JYPsEYkh4UhXt_wSq1X3w5MZnFxtdyNBhO2MH5EpiTswY2cIuESCOJL5A6J0FmAdkuqM/s320/Me+and+Nannie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311384045471938018" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Me and my Nannie</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><br /><br />To set up this next picture...I was having trouble (as usual) getting a good self pic with both me and mom in the frame. So she graciously took over to "help me out". This is what we got...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJPpTw4SHKB2LfHuUUKwv1B40g-KqqGZKg0IZJEEtoJjnNCkxcuuXoiiJON5_LK4EN4vBp8F0b2Bl-paj1U1LJWowblUG94ZZ-lREvESAI0rLItultI68KmjiffpLq7ziEfDPsDvf2tY/s1600-h/DSC02269.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJPpTw4SHKB2LfHuUUKwv1B40g-KqqGZKg0IZJEEtoJjnNCkxcuuXoiiJON5_LK4EN4vBp8F0b2Bl-paj1U1LJWowblUG94ZZ-lREvESAI0rLItultI68KmjiffpLq7ziEfDPsDvf2tY/s320/DSC02269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311384192482248690" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Yep. Much better.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvE0vvDiCvIgiaS7I-cnJLUUkWEmp2TRN4w-gopXUmkp2Cc4f2rGksi3hUFn3FgaGfAe9rLis_jtF8DPRchg8JRXr6zqSDDdoa4WLEWenIvagMU68j_LwtuAx5C5wVRXiCozhVHll9go/s1600-h/DSC02275_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvE0vvDiCvIgiaS7I-cnJLUUkWEmp2TRN4w-gopXUmkp2Cc4f2rGksi3hUFn3FgaGfAe9rLis_jtF8DPRchg8JRXr6zqSDDdoa4WLEWenIvagMU68j_LwtuAx5C5wVRXiCozhVHll9go/s320/DSC02275_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311384429927996066" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Here's one that finally came out decent. It only took us about 15 tries.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfCmCfgp0DEGb4CCXwsGCviR36u83slIV-uo4FVeaWbWHFgj60ftGYc950Aurw4QGbg_P8YMBZjNlUE3ujDfYLNSFv4iWqfhge-DimLzk3RtQmh1tFggpQBXiGMTJ528yjDZVCct7K7o/s1600-h/DSC02276.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfCmCfgp0DEGb4CCXwsGCviR36u83slIV-uo4FVeaWbWHFgj60ftGYc950Aurw4QGbg_P8YMBZjNlUE3ujDfYLNSFv4iWqfhge-DimLzk3RtQmh1tFggpQBXiGMTJ528yjDZVCct7K7o/s320/DSC02276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311384556740764146" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Joe writing a scene for us to act out. He is seriously going to be the next Hollywood genious.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidN03uACEpDisIi_cT9cvEe9wqHUJSTA6dfzuwMVHrA9AmqcxhIDIbrf5k6kps_cr8AK8aiwQmBcQAWsA4rQkjOLi5EFkTov4MsnL4GKkUoxsXy7ts5tSn8caNuhMuDAOYwtnujdcrbK4/s1600-h/DSC02282_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidN03uACEpDisIi_cT9cvEe9wqHUJSTA6dfzuwMVHrA9AmqcxhIDIbrf5k6kps_cr8AK8aiwQmBcQAWsA4rQkjOLi5EFkTov4MsnL4GKkUoxsXy7ts5tSn8caNuhMuDAOYwtnujdcrbK4/s320/DSC02282_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311384827367452802" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Joe and I with our matching smiles.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Today I went running/walking downtown with Dana. I have not been running since the beginning of February when I blogged it on here. Nor have I done any other exercise since then. Therefore, my workout session today was not as awesome as I had hoped. I don't know why I expected greatness when I have been non-active for the last month and a half, but I did. I was very disappointed at the overwhelming exhaustion that I felt after running for just a few minutes. Ugh. I need to get myself in gear and get in shape PRONTO! It was an absolutely gorgeous day though, so it was worth the pain. We did get A LOT of</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> walking in so we still got a very good workout. </span><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3yfGLhV4p77gxMtacHYXeiNSyubR7Wbplka-xvFOmJI05J9t5TJcyAFRjT4Jqqe0ZCbjswWhgdnABt7HgeCqJxiVqdaFMPIn-7QlsdVi33PYF9JYviBESEHw3dfHrKIFDnJonJNOII28/s1600-h/DSC02283_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3yfGLhV4p77gxMtacHYXeiNSyubR7Wbplka-xvFOmJI05J9t5TJcyAFRjT4Jqqe0ZCbjswWhgdnABt7HgeCqJxiVqdaFMPIn-7QlsdVi33PYF9JYviBESEHw3dfHrKIFDnJonJNOII28/s320/DSC02283_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311388909583668034" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Before leaving for the big workout. Grrrr! (By the way...I should really reconsider wearing white until I actually have some color. Geez.)</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4eZF2j2q1MbkJjvguHuZ2y8PhLty1tJR3UnftaXOfQgqzsA5ZGvYFJYNa1lKUSCDRBXmJTt-BmI0dUngvnyLNSpDUnvT9dEpNzoX90jHy9nhkmfCQWPYwoAu0yRptP8lJtjsDGKasNg/s1600-h/DSC02288_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4eZF2j2q1MbkJjvguHuZ2y8PhLty1tJR3UnftaXOfQgqzsA5ZGvYFJYNa1lKUSCDRBXmJTt-BmI0dUngvnyLNSpDUnvT9dEpNzoX90jHy9nhkmfCQWPYwoAu0yRptP8lJtjsDGKasNg/s320/DSC02288_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311389022920368786" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">After the workout. Zzzzzzzzz....... </span><br /></div></div></div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-41220221678864920122009-03-06T18:05:00.000-08:002009-03-06T20:51:32.510-08:00Vacation has officially begun!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Td0SEq1TMteHONnRByLTCKXi4OkjVRqUyxkNWyIKvzT2x566PHXHw8tVQ6EpalpeujBNrCzoHTiKO8rcSoxv83RPqTLdp8wenafcPG4321jTFhWPW7HCgIJm8l6094VEdG_cpRvSlsM/s1600-h/Happy+Sign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Td0SEq1TMteHONnRByLTCKXi4OkjVRqUyxkNWyIKvzT2x566PHXHw8tVQ6EpalpeujBNrCzoHTiKO8rcSoxv83RPqTLdp8wenafcPG4321jTFhWPW7HCgIJm8l6094VEdG_cpRvSlsM/s320/Happy+Sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310299754111818242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >I am FINALLY on Spring Break! No work or school for 9 days!! I didn't think I was going to make it. Seriously. It was touch and go for a little while. I have been so grouchy this week and I know some of it had to do with needing this break so bad. I also have a lot that I want to do during this time off so I feel like I may be even more exhausted when it's all over. Ugh... I'm not complaining though. I am ECSTATIC to have the time to spend time with friends and family, work on projects, get things done that I've been putting off, etc... I'm loving it! :-D</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPrjYZs9NK7MYcyocAMga4Xj9F-xns_0XyMUB_Nmg6BPd4-_Fcv3n7IxtL62w_hwESLkgJRtc8U5vuis0ptQijD4B0OfEr2ZBhzBas1tNAHiITx1PQ4B1Uvq1czxfTO5YuGUuJaLuYaIQ/s1600-h/Bored+at+Work.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPrjYZs9NK7MYcyocAMga4Xj9F-xns_0XyMUB_Nmg6BPd4-_Fcv3n7IxtL62w_hwESLkgJRtc8U5vuis0ptQijD4B0OfEr2ZBhzBas1tNAHiITx1PQ4B1Uvq1czxfTO5YuGUuJaLuYaIQ/s320/Bored+at+Work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310267290942825938" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >This is me trying desperately to survive the long and painful days at work leading up to Spring Break. Woe is me...</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKNa1D8VdbjKcXRHjy3gHLgJ46Jz66bXEcbczLDQwjW7q6z6kVwCBvgbLfwOk3sqAiwmX12IpBE5j_PQ1I1nfagczVTSd3vHY__iIoHnax16Db1MegVfK8K9QOEQ00lhRTw8n1hT8cY6Y/s1600-h/Cherry+Tootsie+Roll.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKNa1D8VdbjKcXRHjy3gHLgJ46Jz66bXEcbczLDQwjW7q6z6kVwCBvgbLfwOk3sqAiwmX12IpBE5j_PQ1I1nfagczVTSd3vHY__iIoHnax16Db1MegVfK8K9QOEQ00lhRTw8n1hT8cY6Y/s320/Cherry+Tootsie+Roll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310267402281974850" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Ahh...but alas! God loves me and sends me flavored tootsie rolls when I need them most!! (Seriously, these things appear out of nowhere when I am having the crappiest day ever and there is always just ONE random piece in the candy dish. God is good. So so good.)</span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >So here's an update since my Lent posting. The no TV thing has been a little difficult. But that's the point. It's not supposed to be easy. The sad thing is, I almost caved and watched The Bachelor finale. I've only seen one stinkin show, but they previewed the finale a few weeks ago and sucked me right in to the drama. And THEN everyone has been buzzing about it and I am dying to know what happened. Why? I don't know these people. I don't care about their life. But dang it, I recorded it anyway on my DVR so after Easter it is ON. I want to see what the dealio is! Don't judge me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The no snooze button thing has been difficult too, but so worth it. It is completely sad how much I use it. I realize now all the time I waste by hitting the snooze repeatedly. Not that I didn't before, but actually using that time to get things done makes it really stand out. I give up the snooze button every year for Lent and every year I think that "THIS is the year" that it will stick. And that MAYBE when Lent is over I will actually continue to get up and grab hold of the day first thing instead of hunkering down further in the gloriousness of my oh so comfortable and cozy bed. So again I say...I think this is the year.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >I also said in my decisions for Lent that I wanted to do more things for other people. It sounds simple enough, but I can get so busy and so consumed with all the things that I need to get done for my life that I can neglect the simple task of doing for others. So this is something that I really do plan on continuing and being more conscious of. Last Saturday I participated in a work day with my church at Bess T. Shepard elementary school. I helped do some random things and mainly started a mural project that they will put outside in a courtyard type area. It was fun and I got to know some fellow Ethos peeps a little better so that's always a good thing.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRdzOzqAv-KW1BHjJX4pmh41UvpQii51NtGMuvIcJw-d_48QCy9PaMqzJqqOy7en0nzhyAR43NDhTJThXReK2iD4gzCq1G-TVeBLDyF00nMd3if2oow7XB5V48WPQizciSufU6du2KAo/s1600-h/DSC02206_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRdzOzqAv-KW1BHjJX4pmh41UvpQii51NtGMuvIcJw-d_48QCy9PaMqzJqqOy7en0nzhyAR43NDhTJThXReK2iD4gzCq1G-TVeBLDyF00nMd3if2oow7XB5V48WPQizciSufU6du2KAo/s320/DSC02206_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310266719207270610" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Getting ready to head to the school for some painting.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg33NU1OrR0PsGe6wiyC-Qzx3YYi-Gbzs4IlGL0kvIkDnhPmnIFocJs7yuXwSxF16E1xXELb9nLsIRTkZgAX-oNwdHy6-uj_t_joLXZAam20b4A59njgNb-cBoD-f55tVMS61UA1KODHfc/s1600-h/BessT.Shepard+Painting.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg33NU1OrR0PsGe6wiyC-Qzx3YYi-Gbzs4IlGL0kvIkDnhPmnIFocJs7yuXwSxF16E1xXELb9nLsIRTkZgAX-oNwdHy6-uj_t_joLXZAam20b4A59njgNb-cBoD-f55tVMS61UA1KODHfc/s320/BessT.Shepard+Painting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310267194918176306" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Preparing for the painting of the mural.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Sunday we started a new series at church called "Compelled to Love". We're discussing how Love is what it's about. God is love and that is what we are called to do. Showing God's love is so important and it helps to shape our heart in an awesome way. We had a really great discussion about it on Wednesday in our small group. One of the girls talked about what she does to have more love and compassion towards others. She said that she tries to visualize everyone she meets as a family member. We tend to have way more patience with our family members and show them much more compassion and love than we might show to someone we briefly encounter. But everyone is important to God and we should try to extend that love to all people. I'm really working on having a patient heart. Because my road rage can severely interfere with that sentiment. It is a for real struggle to not want to strangle people on the road sometimes. So yeah... I'm definitely going to try and envision my sweet little Nannie next time some little old lady pulls a crazy nut move on the road and makes me so mad I want to lose it! I think there will have to be prayers and deep breathing to accompany this change over.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Tomorrow I am heading to Atlanta to visit with my cousin, his wife, and the kids. Yay!! I've been looking forward to it for weeks so I can't wait to see everyone. It will be good times for sure. :-)</span><br /></div></div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-7299586167411562052009-02-24T18:28:00.000-08:002009-02-24T19:46:41.764-08:00Lent<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhocEcYneAEcU6p6Trd4Vhi7SdvGBxh2kLU2NUEndHb8KIULAL5CKrmolMzWPAmfk8i4D9PvOm7to8EvOPeTRCFns9cBozM0Cg3VOADfztqN6SJt3AQVLAWooU9FYn0R-H5ma9cvq_sg7A/s1600-h/2009-Lent.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhocEcYneAEcU6p6Trd4Vhi7SdvGBxh2kLU2NUEndHb8KIULAL5CKrmolMzWPAmfk8i4D9PvOm7to8EvOPeTRCFns9cBozM0Cg3VOADfztqN6SJt3AQVLAWooU9FYn0R-H5ma9cvq_sg7A/s320/2009-Lent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306557844929001538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> Tomorrow is the first day of Lent. For those that aren't familiar, sundayschoollessons.com gives a brief description: Lent is the </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >40 weekdays from Ash Wednesday until Easter observed by Christians as a season of fasting and penitence in preparation for Easter.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >This time follows Jesus from his adult ministry through His suffering during Holy Week to His crucifixion and death on Good Friday. Holy Week begins with Palm Sunday and continues through Holy Thursday (when Holy Communion was instituted at the Last Supper) and Good Friday, when Jesus was tried, crucified, and buried.</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />Lent is a time of stripping down to essentials, as each Christian focuses on his or her individual relationship with God. It is a time when Christians remember our baptisms, when Jesus washed away our sins, giving us newness of life to celebrate in the triumph of Palm Sunday and the glory of Easter, so Lent became a special time of study and prayer in preparation for their baptisms.</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br />This year I have decided to give up television. This is huge for me because I have it on a lot. I live alone and even if I'm not watching I like the background noise. It's also nice to just zone out in front of the tv after working on school stuff and thinking thinking thinking all the time. To balance out my no tv, I am also limiting Facebook/MySpace, etc... to 30 minutes a day. This will keep me from replacing the tv with computer fun. Which would totally happen. And the final thing on my Lent list is NO SNOOZE BUTTON allowed. It might sound silly but I am embarassed to say how many times this button is pushed on some mornings. It is utterly ridiculous. So all these things combined are going to give me a lot more time to pray, read, get things accomplished for school, and anything else that needs to be done. I'm actually looking forward to this time very much. I know it will be really hard some days, especially on the weekends, but I know that it will be an amazing time with God. I also want to incorporate a day each week that I take time and do something for someone else. Whether for someone I know or don't know. I just need to reprioritize things and tune into what God is wanting for me. And not just for what His plans are for me, but what I need to be doing for Him. This time of year is a great reminder of all He did for me and for you. I want to really soak in these 40 days leading up to Easter in a way I never have before. I pray that you are blessed during this time as well.</span>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-92074335610250266732009-02-15T11:36:00.000-08:002009-03-10T06:43:00.982-07:00Valentine Shmalentine<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I celebrated Valentine's Day (aka-Single Awareness Day) with my friend, Dana. We decided to make tacos and watch a movie. You know...really live it up. Ha. We did some pre-dinner grocery shopping and decided on Corn tortillas over Flour tortillas in an effort to be more healthy. We learned later that we should have gambled a little and indulged in the good stuff. So we bought our food and headed to the house to begin our culinary endeavor.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOgwxJfqdRkgOUt05atUyZREl8neprp33TwMfB5ISoIGLwde_nmeVDdypPRlC_3sksL0L2WWKJb7hfaos4cyTltpb5HisNLp_otNor5LjXlrLHQBU5BHeQlc0cGgkhF1_xYTyN3fgDtlY/s1600-h/DSC02129_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOgwxJfqdRkgOUt05atUyZREl8neprp33TwMfB5ISoIGLwde_nmeVDdypPRlC_3sksL0L2WWKJb7hfaos4cyTltpb5HisNLp_otNor5LjXlrLHQBU5BHeQlc0cGgkhF1_xYTyN3fgDtlY/s320/DSC02129_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303120871831138194" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Dana chopping tomatoes</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8o0_w2gF2YjSEMZHrehs-QOSCeH4enNjWwiICemKp-32EAttXRpTU2x6QvERjPkmSdsVmhmv_TAvbeESuVxAJ7MdqKHvWAOYhG1ZqvM6dGfp_RwW5ZGPmbVikrJkiw5tzmQ60QjgqT4E/s320/DSC02133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303120692640921266" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Me - browning the turkey meat</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNx4SdO1dTHyIlaz-FSlgSakoF_NK_4ztx4LmQLSLfYvB9uZXxgxtgeqeVqFueQ7pYdEaf4L20AWBcUjLePkHv1DPwZFw10JiVYy9A3vn6D-fPNL9ChRbM7iTXkJJvQIVhiJh-bH094A/s320/DSC02134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303120159356033090" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">BEFORE we knew how the corn tortillas actually tasted. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgrS_v1Nqx5w3XNyh36N9PW4RwJjNLLT6tfczDgHgWSObupYTkESMZhX63P3qyc4erltllPkEeGEpHpHb-B0Yxu9aQ70rqz_KucOzLt3qMIgZqoEECPE8MfBTN4AYGOoy0RwgzulRqjlQ/s320/DSC02135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119963140833106" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">My big mouth. Geez. I look like an idiot. :-)</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97ZnGajuGv28DNMMuzvUiHluh2XJuJbeCkliy2H5VKVolm36w3cXttfduBuM8QqH-xdz7sn7G9MdQ7xgcwtusw-1g3_o4bjq98ntfhm9_sUxkg7oCd7k7pSGv9pCmgDhIZpDB4l6hIes/s320/DSC02136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119661336229922" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The finished product. (minus the blue corn tortilla chips)</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWi5X6PsMsoRG3-oyXbhUUDfVb8w2imkH3963A311epg21VIuvak3SkUpmV-6FFtDdnfY4knjLkNIgDwce39S5AcmbO9FxaRttU7PYqqU2tBy8UCZa5h_KFnH61GWA9tmnYyMBEcOIMeU/s320/DSC02140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119458150258002" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">After eating the corn tortillas... Gross.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">We decided to order a movie from On Demand and settled on Nights In Rodanthe. We thought it would be really good given the awesomeness of The Notebook. We were wrong. So wrong.</div><br /><br /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhahekpAuFM_lZ_YRjEU9hqIwdxl8gtzorDZYluO8-urLkjGHHQuHEyG3r7Z6jv-rWUQ4caKFiDEb1DgWEmDnVZWoD3vvwd-04ST1oDCi4i572Jo7dDSpimqz6D_EORVJSZyTjkTCU3eLw/s320/DSC02143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119111418668418" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">My review of Nights in Rodanthe</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9Plc1B75nkURuKjOrxdYMSQSegaSTxxTXOQ-cmzVcgTbVawwKiao_uwBCw7qm_jBRCVnlUQRqMe3iJF842_q0_d_IimTzNBeF016lgn4-S_bRoFvo9-ZIemMlLq1j_DCMgP4o7xS7Ok/s320/DSC02144_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303118787165642738" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">End of the night. Me and Dana = Good times </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Also, my mom came by earlier in the day and brought me flowers, because that's what good moms do for their valentine-less children. haha. The roses are very pretty though. I'm blessed.</div><div><br /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPMeEbhbv3wikcJeqV-5UbyFLPlBkXeUJiFKQ2wEW6dd_RKUZ1to_THCv0myEbx93O0TpEFyUEG6DeMTuR3E1uB025d_jpzJswW7f3oGEsOjrb_eaTWfDV6wob-Q44EV1eoCgsVOvoVXA/s320/DSC02127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303118588642806338" border="0" /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-31634330705666792072009-02-06T18:05:00.001-08:002009-03-10T06:42:02.475-07:00My week in review...<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1-4-z0UB_axfY9TpnChSvXq1MKnlqfS1G9cg39JIyLEYVkdiN7fl66zQMQOOTN_qosXY_3JltLPC4hfkXDvI2TO2xdcTFug1vstF5JbAj5_C3932hSCPVM33tzycLitIhLZ5h7NNZdfA/s320/363933818_1253755673_0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299870927535642642" border="0" /><br /><div> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >To update everyone on my last blog, because I KNOW that you have been wondering, I stayed up until 4 am Monday night finishing my project. It wasn't pleasant. Not one bit.</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> Tuesday was a long day. After work I went to the funeral home to pay my respects to a wonderful lady. My friend Tabitha's great grandmother passed away and she was definitely one of a kind and will be missed dearly. Her pastor told a story of her (in her late 80s/early 90s mind you) participating in a potato sack race with all the kids at church! Love it! </div><div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> Wednesday after work I went to the first meeting with our small groups from church. We had a really great discussion and bible study. We are reading Habakkuk. We're talking about when God seems unfair and how we handle it. What do you do when you are in the valley and God seems far away? It was really interesting hearing everyone's points of view. I can't wait until next week.</div><div> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Thursday was just one of those days. I was late to work (no surprise), had an explosion in the kitchen with a package of raisins (nothing like crawling around on the floor picking up raisins at 8:30 in the morning), and various other frustrations that were all a result of my current stress level from feeling overwhelmed by life. To de-stress afterwards, I completely ignored all school responsibilities and enjoyed watching Ugly Betty, Grey's Anatomy, etc.., talking on the phone, and spending way too much time on Facebook. I also got my hair cut and colored. Yay! The gray hair was definitely winning the battle on my head so it was nice to see them disappear.</span></div><div> </div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGmarTzgOV9TuwFhEDxKtuYOOJ1ZBtqrVMW-99HHkaYOJngonQmATMS913iKxc8IfFSvrlAmz6jkTfxRMfIVAc9dGIM5DPIYq_EHXroN1XZrrqL15DuUWFkUXbovYPko8zkUMBD2ancnY/s320/DSC02122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299882176844596738" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">(SwoooOoShhh...I'm ready for my shampoo commercial now.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Today I discovered that (and sorry if everyone else but me knew this already) they have BAKED CHEETOS! Now of course I know this doesn't make them the healthiest of snack choices, but they are BAKED and that makes me feel a little bit better about my decision to eat them. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ff2EUrXcZdb67dZDvxRS8ncA1TJKJYOk3a40W039IlKLIdPYiL9pSogC_b_qpgyyynSgqENU2TXDiK-Rdzq0uAFS_JABg3T1qST4RMUl_Iol2d60a_EhY27pZSlwFc8XFDmfyP6Qv8g/s320/363933070_1253752915_0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299883452460043698" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Chester Cheetah is the man.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div> <span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Now I am off to get some work done! I have an Advocacy poster due on Monday and I have yet to start on it. At least it's not the night before...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-28699496736709244082009-02-02T17:43:00.000-08:002009-02-02T18:19:27.483-08:00Rainy Procrastination SUPER STAR<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youthchg.com/poster39big.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 566px;" src="http://www.youthchg.com/poster39big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Just to preface this...I have a project due tomorrow that I have barely worked on. YET, I have decided to write a blog and I have absolutely nothing exciting to talk about. This is a problem, right? The blog newness is like a shiny toy that I want to play with and learn more about. Blah Blah... and I'm a big stinkin procrastinator.<br />I had all weekend to work on this project. I don't kno</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;">w why I couldn't motivate to do ANYTHING before now, but that's where I'm at. Maybe it's the weather? Sounds like a potentially good reason to blame this on? Maybe?</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> The</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> real problem is feeling completely overwhelmed. I just shut down when I feel that way. Like my brain short circuits because I have too many things going on. I hate it. I wish I was one of those overachievers that did everything way ahead of time. That would be so nice and stress free. But I'm not that way and I've been me for a long time and that's hard to change overnight. But maybe one day...</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVryCYza9i5WtGNnKYVan-odvXFgAHcvdAkGkzX9bfKwtwMqyDjZhSNRChOC4H6Q92pG-frwit-lS9oL73k-FJ2VkZAHuIChyphenhyphen3KxCWwP-__x0jgXI8b1HDaSSOPp_S0rKVEZVsUwl-1BU/s1600-h/RainyRoad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVryCYza9i5WtGNnKYVan-odvXFgAHcvdAkGkzX9bfKwtwMqyDjZhSNRChOC4H6Q92pG-frwit-lS9oL73k-FJ2VkZAHuIChyphenhyphen3KxCWwP-__x0jgXI8b1HDaSSOPp_S0rKVEZVsUwl-1BU/s320/RainyRoad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298386690279169826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The rainy mess I had to battle on the way to school this afternoon. Boo Hiss.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXppJDY1tSGKA-jP7daokTWuKzkanpnPcZhCMmsfmawFXiRwMD8xXlphFbH64dQ2A95rAxlhjqjIJCCPUKOLzbm8rEaU5TGyvrRQTyUDUTmLlX1OM9BB0zVx0QRObro5KX3Ev39NuE1sQ/s1600-h/RainyFace.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXppJDY1tSGKA-jP7daokTWuKzkanpnPcZhCMmsfmawFXiRwMD8xXlphFbH64dQ2A95rAxlhjqjIJCCPUKOLzbm8rEaU5TGyvrRQTyUDUTmLlX1OM9BB0zVx0QRObro5KX3Ev39NuE1sQ/s320/RainyFace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298386849734428962" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"Rainy days and Mondays always get meee down..."</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJVNvK1NQsKkkcpXsZ3nQomuWmL_f3LWywqoEW4epTOmqFDjB9fKuUp9qK1cbiYny2LnOnQ4PXFSduJmiprhKy13Ar9FxqwG4jG4Qf0tBykoaTVTHyJVc2CUF2DAR0wuhwBtPJXYcPO3E/s1600-h/TootsieRoll.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 169px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJVNvK1NQsKkkcpXsZ3nQomuWmL_f3LWywqoEW4epTOmqFDjB9fKuUp9qK1cbiYny2LnOnQ4PXFSduJmiprhKy13Ar9FxqwG4jG4Qf0tBykoaTVTHyJVc2CUF2DAR0wuhwBtPJXYcPO3E/s320/TootsieRoll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298387010598467186" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">This was the turning point of my day. A little surprise of goodness in the candy dish at work.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I LOVE flavored tootsie rolls. Thank you tootsie roll. You are my hero.</span><br /><br /></div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-66738647471666084632009-02-01T14:44:00.000-08:002009-02-01T15:50:16.976-08:00Beautiful day and an iPod that won't play<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />Never lose an opportunity to see anything that is beautiful.<br /> It is God's handwriting - a wayside sacrament. Welcome<br /> it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower.<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> - Ralph Waldo Emerson</span></b></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Here is what I am a fan of... Beautiful days with gorgeous skies and lots of sunshine, walking and running on the Riverwalk, and good music. Her</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >e is what I am NOT a fan of... Small bladders, broken iPods, and being out of shape. Just in case there is any confusion. :-) Anyway...<br />So my day has been okay today with a few bumps </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >here and there. I went to bed way too late last night as a result of taking a long nap yesterda</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >y afternoon. That made it hard for me to get up this morning and I ended up not going to church. :-( I made a real effort, but the clothes beat me in the end. I need to do laundry in a bad way and I haven't put up the clothes from the last time, so basically...it was past time to go and I was havi</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ng real i</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ss</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ues with the clothing situation. So I accepted defeat and put pajamas back on. BUT, I had already made the decision to get out and run today so I did. The weather was incredible and </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >I love being outside on days like today. And I love to run but haven't done it in ages. So yeah, I was pumped. I got dressed, drove downtown, and wa</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >s ready to breathe the fresh air! I parked at UTC and got my iPod all set up and </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >clipped on me. However, when I flipped the switch to ON and hit PLAY...it did not agree.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > Nothing happened. Nothing. I hit the button ov</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >er and over, hoping it would figure out that it was Play time, but alas, still nothing. The light was green, it was fully charged, just broken. BOO! I cannot tell you how much I hate walking or running without music. Listening to my heavy breathing and sneakers hitting the pavement is not a good time. But I pressed on anyway. I'm so dedicated.<br />On top of the iPod issue, I was dealing with the</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > very great need to find a restroom pronto. Even though I used the bathroom TWICE in a 15 min</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ute pe</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >riod before I left my house (just in case), I ST</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ILL felt like the dam was about to burst as soon a</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >s I parked my car. What the... GEEZ! And of course I was parked in a fabulous in betwee</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >n spot so that either way I went it was about a mile to a restroom. So I was forced to walk the first mile to avoid any accidents on the sidewalk. Once I got that taken care of, I was off! I did better than expected for the first half mile, then I started to feel the lack of gym time I have put in lately. My hip joints started to feel stiff and so I switched to a boring walk again. Aparently God was really wanting me to slow down, enjoy this wonderful day, and not have any distractions. *sigh* Not tha</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >t this is a bad thing</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >, but I wanted a nice run with cool music flooding my ears. Oh well, it was still a great work out. I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >really do live for days like today.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXt98kgHbxNUcIMz5IFffwaXEwv7urM3lDT_DYitPgzqFbZ289vxkxKz2YMU6o_uPaMEenpX-wy3wN2s8web7-jWyoZx_LilBXLuidmiG_o1YKRl1IBwrwPI1q2ymU6eC_ZZa7ps9_9pM/s1600-h/Riverpark.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXt98kgHbxNUcIMz5IFffwaXEwv7urM3lDT_DYitPgzqFbZ289vxkxKz2YMU6o_uPaMEenpX-wy3wN2s8web7-jWyoZx_LilBXLuidmiG_o1YKRl1IBwrwPI1q2ymU6eC_ZZa7ps9_9pM/s320/Riverpark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297970651352043042" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Ahhh.. Refreshing!</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBz2yCt7UklYmprbUCwx1PS9L8IjvYAiD3fLGOYA9TT3WWx76wlNTVqPuOeegWynTfq0IPjftlyaauRkempXn4h47xwyxjKX_oH8erV0HWSRYKH76er30dlH97kO2eC_R1qM968w8qm-c/s1600-h/StopSign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBz2yCt7UklYmprbUCwx1PS9L8IjvYAiD3fLGOYA9TT3WWx76wlNTVqPuOeegWynTfq0IPjftlyaauRkempXn4h47xwyxjKX_oH8erV0HWSRYKH76er30dlH97kO2eC_R1qM968w8qm-c/s320/StopSign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297973541152065378" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I took this as a very good sign that it was time to quit for the day...</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwx61duCIQ9WYrGAGBzgBSt8CvWoi1chlvfG9fre4pjvlIpuTRwpi819bxr51Kcr5-n2CDMLFabNdV8qdy_oi3OIFdffidWAPxTbhy7hFIEQ7kPqQIT9xxEqc_kasieAxJQiGgnbR1rNg/s1600-h/AfterRun2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwx61duCIQ9WYrGAGBzgBSt8CvWoi1chlvfG9fre4pjvlIpuTRwpi819bxr51Kcr5-n2CDMLFabNdV8qdy_oi3OIFdffidWAPxTbhy7hFIEQ7kPqQIT9xxEqc_kasieAxJQiGgnbR1rNg/s320/AfterRun2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297974813517289890" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Mission Accomplished!<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">After the Riverwalk fun, I had to go to Walmart and grocery shop. Ugh. I HATE grocery shopping...especially at Walmart on a busy Sunday afternoon. But what are you gonna do. No food = No choice. So I battled the crowd and came out alive. Yay for that. I did however walk in the door and find this as soon as I got home...</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibcy16KeQDgKkc7hPkBoq6exMu6qh67rm_Xc69zl3FvL12Ll7yzGG7KMm4yY1ugGqtQT76F1NlawMK4y6KzkJJ4kpCIjh61iTSmoPKomZ8sP2aMpEI0U6isopi5YsaWUQeBg9F0OjcC4/s1600-h/DownPlant.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibcy16KeQDgKkc7hPkBoq6exMu6qh67rm_Xc69zl3FvL12Ll7yzGG7KMm4yY1ugGqtQT76F1NlawMK4y6KzkJJ4kpCIjh61iTSmoPKomZ8sP2aMpEI0U6isopi5YsaWUQeBg9F0OjcC4/s320/DownPlant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297976630861990146" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Seriously?</span><br /><br /><br /></div></div><br /></div>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782697708822817994.post-76468272341871228622009-01-30T18:48:00.000-08:002009-01-30T21:51:09.989-08:00First-time Blogger and the Bucket List that got me here...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKCzH4CwSrDVt3Jv9JZMN5EIqBU6vANQ9tOtogOEMH_eTxIuT7mlWKuD2Yye9LQIgym8mJO-BOudQrc9apwtivXEqn70doLjfYy2OwqDY8d-1SlRMs_7YpOdeFhX_4PBDisQNcM0x493Y/s1600-h/DSC02080_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKCzH4CwSrDVt3Jv9JZMN5EIqBU6vANQ9tOtogOEMH_eTxIuT7mlWKuD2Yye9LQIgym8mJO-BOudQrc9apwtivXEqn70doLjfYy2OwqDY8d-1SlRMs_7YpOdeFhX_4PBDisQNcM0x493Y/s320/DSC02080_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297300996543141874" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >I recently decided to make my bucket list...things I want to do, be, accomplish, etc in my life before I "kick the bucket". It has been motivating and therapeutic to see my goals and dreams in black and white. One item on the list was to start a blog, so here I am. I really don't know if anyone will want to read my ramblings, but I'm pressing on with it nonetheless. To kick off the madness, I'm sharing my List (in no particular order). I'm sure it will continue to grow. I hope it inspires you to do one of your own!</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Bucket List</span><br /></div><ul style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><li>Be on Time</li><li>Marry the man God has for me</li><li>Have healthy children</li><li>Be a good wife and mother</li><li>Swim with dolphins</li><li>Travel outside the United States to as many places possible</li><li>Write and publish a book</li><li>Design cards and invitations</li><li>Volunteer</li><li>Own a house</li><li>Own a house with a large wrap around porch</li><li>Be debt free</li><li>Graduate college</li><li>Help others</li><li>Be organic and free</li><li>Run a marathon (half)</li><li>Learn to play guitar</li><li>Learn to sew</li><li>Own rental property (be a landlady...hehe)</li><li>Snow ski/snow board</li><li>Go to Disney World and surrounding parks (again and again)</li><li>Visit all 50 states</li><li>Go camping</li><li>Learn and try all types of dance</li><li>Find my inner Martha Stewart</li><li>Ride in a helicopter</li><li>Be completely comfortable with my body and in my skin</li><li>Learn to drive a stick shift<br /></li><li>Learn to knit</li><li>Learn to play piano</li><li>Learn to speak another language (well)</li><li>Water ski</li><li>Read bible cover to cover</li><li>Be comfortable praying out loud</li><li>Go on a mission trip<br /></li><li>See a Broadway show</li><li>Be an audience member of a TV show</li><li>Visit Ground Zero</li><li>Start a blog - Yay!</li><li>Have a memorable kiss in the rain</li><li>See the 7 wonders</li><li>Learn to rock climb (well!)</li><li>Watch top rated 100 movies of all time</li><li>Read top rated 100 novels of all time</li><li>Climb/hike to top of a mountain</li><li>Take up photography<br /></li><li>Go on a cruise</li><li>Grow my own vegetables and herbs</li><li>Lead someone/many to Christ</li><li>Learn to cook (well)</li><li>See New York at Christmas and in the Fall</li><li>Be a yoga master!</li><li>Attend the Olympics</li><li>Go Para sailing</li><li>Learn to surf</li><li>Put a prayer in the Wailing Wall</li><li>Have the wedding of my dreams</li><li>Plan weddings</li><li>Find lots of 4-leaf clovers</li><li>Travel on a train</li><li>Take singing lessons</li><li>Take art/drawing lessons</li><li>Make a journal/album of things accomplished on this list</li><li>Live in the moment</li></ul>candicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09464021231984715291noreply@blogger.com5