tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55471664382997703182024-03-05T08:55:13.564-08:00Picture this....a moment in our lives!picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-41704513789647676092012-09-13T22:16:00.003-07:002012-09-13T22:16:50.508-07:00growing up...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-29943011980544973892012-09-10T00:30:00.000-07:002012-09-10T00:33:29.912-07:00Would love to be back on "island time"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #444444;"> I could have sat here for days! It was an incredibly quiet and secluded spot that we found. There was no sand on this beach, just lots and lots of coral.</span></div>
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<br />picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-63990021347446184672011-11-09T08:07:00.001-08:002012-09-10T00:13:45.762-07:00Sneak preview of Christmas pics!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYieRTeHze1D6T2eM860uV1JAwCa_isykv42wr-j03FIQd864CrtxHR_hMzEhI5QOhVrPTVwBa3UJBLXQ_2zj0cOhMkp-BEP6Jqe46zkLF3l6vFqmKo32xpow53JkflZcCEuPoq41f5gb/s1600/DSC_2715e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" height="424" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673028702556998994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYieRTeHze1D6T2eM860uV1JAwCa_isykv42wr-j03FIQd864CrtxHR_hMzEhI5QOhVrPTVwBa3UJBLXQ_2zj0cOhMkp-BEP6Jqe46zkLF3l6vFqmKo32xpow53JkflZcCEuPoq41f5gb/s640/DSC_2715e.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="640" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-38690429175734603982011-10-22T20:08:00.000-07:002011-10-22T20:54:43.191-07:00Frozen...Today has been an ok day, I've actually gotten a little bit done. But still for the most part I feel that my head and my heart are frozen in time while my body has to keep moving forward. No one tells you that this is what happens when someone you love, someone who was a part of bringing you into this world, someone who has been a part of your life since your first breath, dies. There is so much to do and yet most days it's all I can do to put one foot in front of the other. Everyone else seems to be moving at a normal speed and enjoying life and I'm in slow motion at best. The holidays are coming...Morgan has a ton of school projects to do... Aaron has to deploy again...my house is turned upside down with things that need to be done and finished...the floor has to be installed...what to do for Thanksgiving...start shopping for Christmas...and the list just goes on and on. And I wonder when will my life, our life, get back to some resemblance of normal. It's overwhelming! So many mornings I wake up thinking about my dad and I usually go to sleep with him on my mind too. I am his oldest daughter, the oldest of three. He was a part of my life for 32 years. He watched me grow up, walked me down the aisle, & met my daughter when she was born. Things were anything but perfect in our family growing up but yet family is still family and we still loved each other. You don't get to pick your parents...that's something that God does for you. Yet I am still amazed/stunned at the hole that has been left in me, now that he is truly gone. The finality of it here on this earth is staggering. It is truly going to take a lot of time to work through and process this and grieve. It's going to take a lot of God. It's odd how a lot/most people don't know what to say or do.(You're just the current gossip for a little while.) Some people expect me to already just be ok, deal with it and move on. (Believe me if it was that simple, I would) Some have avoided me completely. (That's been really odd and painful too.) Then there are a few who have loved me with open arms and are just willing to let me be and accept me where I'm at and that is truly all one can do when someone is hurting so deeply...to just stand by and be there when you need them. (And I am grateful for those few.) I miss my sisters like crazy, they are the only two other people that share the same connection to my dad and understand. We should have had another 20 years with him, but that's not how it is now. I miss him and I love him. They say that time is a healer...we'll see. Time and God's unfailing love and grace.picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-52084137165888439272011-10-22T20:01:00.001-07:002012-09-10T01:03:18.543-07:00Missing summer already....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixuDIy7i5c3NLxfVIqwpd0bbhz9gg4db6ONLdYwyW5uKWhmqGUISyUQnrRl7Urk5IBLDH3nVcDx_in_iprGpk_C_argT8GAVJahAxyEwzOQuPioR4ehv8_FlnHu9ATPftWQwm3LBekfKx0/s1600/DSC_6274elogo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666517691272688258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixuDIy7i5c3NLxfVIqwpd0bbhz9gg4db6ONLdYwyW5uKWhmqGUISyUQnrRl7Urk5IBLDH3nVcDx_in_iprGpk_C_argT8GAVJahAxyEwzOQuPioR4ehv8_FlnHu9ATPftWQwm3LBekfKx0/s400/DSC_6274elogo.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" width="266" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-52350844455286807032011-08-12T01:42:00.000-07:002011-08-12T01:44:02.200-07:00My family...love them so much!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbURSc6nRP-ei_DxSKXcRnMByX0X8P9q1Zk6VF3uhfMM5Qewc_CAzYZZmklixq5jBko4OCjJnOr2w9OlnjowtM-4w3KONOhaiqhrlSGJegvm9oZ9_AWr_ftCX5-mL6rE2y9eftvrYnoVcH/s1600/DSC_4505-e2pr1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbURSc6nRP-ei_DxSKXcRnMByX0X8P9q1Zk6VF3uhfMM5Qewc_CAzYZZmklixq5jBko4OCjJnOr2w9OlnjowtM-4w3KONOhaiqhrlSGJegvm9oZ9_AWr_ftCX5-mL6rE2y9eftvrYnoVcH/s400/DSC_4505-e2pr1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639887262582005426" /></a>
<br />picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-30198884902038614802011-04-27T16:21:00.000-07:002011-04-28T21:37:11.395-07:00oh how I love these two girls...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyKnOehuRCprE3J72dXhVQ0iSmhR8-3IrIUeoaIOS1dd_a1PGqnsqXwetAWWOcV_s8wcvUhiCIvp38ETh8spGIKxFSwVhSYU38LVwObjsan5LVdc_K32edhOtzGuzgkkmgUsEkQLS8X5E/s1600/DSC_0497-e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyKnOehuRCprE3J72dXhVQ0iSmhR8-3IrIUeoaIOS1dd_a1PGqnsqXwetAWWOcV_s8wcvUhiCIvp38ETh8spGIKxFSwVhSYU38LVwObjsan5LVdc_K32edhOtzGuzgkkmgUsEkQLS8X5E/s400/DSC_0497-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600859918252255762" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dTPhragl04w2jQlos1-tfQaTTe4Sg6h-TP0y9a63ik6QGY7nc6aINVO0XnyC1Bw_WsXk98NBfuuuGt79fEVQR3AFnYG7ctFaeZzAdPjVen_4md-nhM57QcKW_IdTB8QJxwKPfsMfkhrb/s1600/DSC_0387-e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dTPhragl04w2jQlos1-tfQaTTe4Sg6h-TP0y9a63ik6QGY7nc6aINVO0XnyC1Bw_WsXk98NBfuuuGt79fEVQR3AFnYG7ctFaeZzAdPjVen_4md-nhM57QcKW_IdTB8QJxwKPfsMfkhrb/s400/DSC_0387-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600484887448999922" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN0Gl0gmt_2F5SLu88zECtJzv7Fu8aXJkfHqt0egXIFlmsdFbH60r3kfcjKnJp4Cyg6peI8pDoqB5_hHrpzLqNlWPpyLmSuuniWVXF1EME0HIwd6T7KKtfj1jnZTEp83dIx2IO6Yo-9vqq/s1600/DSC_0338-e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN0Gl0gmt_2F5SLu88zECtJzv7Fu8aXJkfHqt0egXIFlmsdFbH60r3kfcjKnJp4Cyg6peI8pDoqB5_hHrpzLqNlWPpyLmSuuniWVXF1EME0HIwd6T7KKtfj1jnZTEp83dIx2IO6Yo-9vqq/s400/DSC_0338-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600407862778366050" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Miss you around here Sarah!</div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-84670306620707067972011-04-27T16:18:00.000-07:002011-04-27T16:28:05.147-07:00looking forward...<div style="text-align: center;">to finding the positive again in everyday life and spending more time with this little one this summer! </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdgCVZoQn9T4TaxgHCpmdMGJ6y_UXt4f38w1EBvqt4uWgWJnUEu2ptlDIUymXVgP7HOj_dmVAV_KnHBz0NDtFkYiQBYmmpJXd8HWw9Tn_0To2jDLg3BVzk-3eyLHdg5BirIiFqQ_oFAHS4/s1600/DSC_0315-e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdgCVZoQn9T4TaxgHCpmdMGJ6y_UXt4f38w1EBvqt4uWgWJnUEu2ptlDIUymXVgP7HOj_dmVAV_KnHBz0NDtFkYiQBYmmpJXd8HWw9Tn_0To2jDLg3BVzk-3eyLHdg5BirIiFqQ_oFAHS4/s400/DSC_0315-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600407228920917138" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-57606707954316636482011-04-18T21:37:00.000-07:002011-04-18T21:43:32.494-07:00In love all over again...<div>with photoshop and textures!!! Just playing around with some random pictures in photoshop Cs5 for the first time and I love it. Can't wait to learn all the in and outs of this program. I think it's going to make things go so much smoother in editing pictures!!!</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vTRIOsEdMqZfKoXCEOZRcwKsOC09TW7d2QZXGTWk5BR-TfVE6bT0s9XBcPzvJQuyDi7gzrglduRaIwpRACBVGomqM0Fy133ozRT6y2rxhvEWsKlIOe6ceCFWpSiHoou4BNr8Fq3gZEf_/s1600/DSC_0381-e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vTRIOsEdMqZfKoXCEOZRcwKsOC09TW7d2QZXGTWk5BR-TfVE6bT0s9XBcPzvJQuyDi7gzrglduRaIwpRACBVGomqM0Fy133ozRT6y2rxhvEWsKlIOe6ceCFWpSiHoou4BNr8Fq3gZEf_/s400/DSC_0381-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597150580915951570" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsYnREq-J3YYkXLi5nUPGGdys-C7aU9tkWZajG6lQap8zF8E3VK48ZTZ-_rkVdpyEypNiTNGSQr9nShhlfQQ_nAtuNR-3G44SmkdiqLu7ThCE6f03e37RnGDWUQyN8S5uh1l_mZ21rZxsL/s1600/DSC_0394-e2t.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsYnREq-J3YYkXLi5nUPGGdys-C7aU9tkWZajG6lQap8zF8E3VK48ZTZ-_rkVdpyEypNiTNGSQr9nShhlfQQ_nAtuNR-3G44SmkdiqLu7ThCE6f03e37RnGDWUQyN8S5uh1l_mZ21rZxsL/s400/DSC_0394-e2t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597150583264625490" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-30564137421368338442011-04-18T06:55:00.000-07:002011-04-18T07:43:54.165-07:00Goodmorning and Hello again! (this is a long post)It's been a really long time since I've posted. There's just been so much going on and to be honest it hasn't been all that great and I wasn't sure if I had anything good to say...so I haven't said anything! To put the last couple of months in a nutshell...Aaron was deployed from the beginning of Dec to the end of March (that statement right there should be enough!) It was the hardest deployment that we've had so far. The Holidays were so hard without Aaron. And a lot of things went wrong, from our car being totaled out by another driver to me having to put my 16year old cat to sleep without Aaron. And then all the other little things that went wrong in between. I can however say and testify that God's grace and love was there. I never got my feet under me during the whole deployment. I felt like I was just barely swimming with my head above water. Just making it moment by moment and feeling very alone inside. As everything else...time passed and Aaron came back. He's been back a month and we've made it through the transition phase back into being our family. We have so been looking forward to this summer together without a deployment or training. A summer to spend real time together as a family, a summer to get things done on the house that have been waiting to get done for the past 4 years. A summer to really connect and relax....you know the things that you get married for, to share your time and life with your best friend. We have yet to have a regular open summer since we've been here. So to say that we were looking forward to this summer is an understatement and that we were looking forward to taking an actual family vacation too. Needless to say it won't be this summer as we had planned and hoped. Aaron is deploying again in a matter of weeks. Morgan will finish the school year and then he'll be gone again before her birthday. To be honest I want to scream and throw an adult sized hissy fit!!! I remember quite a few people told me when we got here that the first two years would be intense and that there would be a lot of deployments...well we've just finished 4 years here and it hasn't let up. I know a lot of people think and have personally told me, "well you signed up for this when you married a man in the military so you knew what you were getting into, so just deal with it." Really, Really??? The last time I checked I was flesh and blood just like anyone else. Military spouses aren't created differently than anyone else, they just have to usually deal with constant change and unknowns and do it by themselves a lot of the time. And just for the record I didn't know anything about military life before I married Aaron and there didn't use to be this many deployments back to back. Things have changed a lot in the past 10yrs. Don't get me wrong, I am very proud of Aaron and what he does. As you can tell I am beyond frustrated at the amount of time he is gone. He's gone more than he is home and there is something very wrong about that. So once again, our summer plans will be put on hold for the year. There are so many times that I feel like I'm standing still and life is just flying by...like I'm watching my life unfold from the outside. I see all these other families getting together and hanging out and everything seems so normal for them. Yes they have difficulties too, but they have each other to lean on and call on when they need something or someone. I'm not sure how I'll fill our summer without Aaron. I'm truly hoping that I can get it together this time with my feet underneath me and enjoy the time as much as possible with Morgan. I'm praying once again for God's grace and strength and that He will meet me here once again while Aaron has to be gone (because Aaron takes my heart with him every time he leaves) So if you think about us, please just pray that we will have focus to get some things done here that have to get finished before the summer, for a more fresh perspective for the next couple of months, for safety for Aaron and sanity for me, and that the Lord will fill the incredible void in me and Aaron when we have to be apart from each other. thanks.<div><br /></div><div>(ok so this turned into more of a venting post than I'd planned, but I just needed to get it out. next post will be lighter!!! I promise)</div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-48461228259157077452010-11-02T23:03:00.000-07:002010-11-02T23:05:17.880-07:00love it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgky3Rt0aGqHUvOaVL8aEXWHV6rIzd_Hrm4wIfLAXETbWYTbUb1nqIXwj4ZmwoSZhFuNztvSe6AeX22JvBJQOeDvWayLkDot9np9WsGGl5Ug6vST7Lh5Gqd05ZxoV-vbc_nPLwP8z2ZS2BV/s1600/DSC_7611-e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgky3Rt0aGqHUvOaVL8aEXWHV6rIzd_Hrm4wIfLAXETbWYTbUb1nqIXwj4ZmwoSZhFuNztvSe6AeX22JvBJQOeDvWayLkDot9np9WsGGl5Ug6vST7Lh5Gqd05ZxoV-vbc_nPLwP8z2ZS2BV/s400/DSC_7611-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535200500850256786" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-28341838717862652542010-10-15T22:27:00.000-07:002010-10-15T22:28:44.414-07:00oh how i love this man of mine...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3ksYorC9Si_qO9jzrUfKAkihhLu0hD4r1Ol0nfQxo1DGa7ISJ9g3u1l5vDcwpNa2ZaLXRwycYyCRupcpuIAPnLHt-0AIYST_l-q1DSH3kyAt2eUZXzanLdDcdW0GIxNa5T9EawGVz0i0/s1600/DSC_0081-bw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3ksYorC9Si_qO9jzrUfKAkihhLu0hD4r1Ol0nfQxo1DGa7ISJ9g3u1l5vDcwpNa2ZaLXRwycYyCRupcpuIAPnLHt-0AIYST_l-q1DSH3kyAt2eUZXzanLdDcdW0GIxNa5T9EawGVz0i0/s400/DSC_0081-bw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528511464744183058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I love you, Aaron...so very, very much!</div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-8350594820876799992010-10-13T00:13:00.000-07:002010-10-13T00:19:56.418-07:00Sitting prettyworking on trying to get pictures for our Christmas cards. I took a bunch of Morgan, but I'm thinking that it's going to take a few more tries to get a real smile out of her and a natural expression! She wasn't too thrilled to be sitting on a tree here...but I kind of like it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFqkXIFDVNufMtKTP5IfedbMFUvZhA2crAgGpjZ4NA2icLIiXUW7t3BEjl7zYZ4ZTzjkFbClMnlgGfTRqSvNn1ANtp8v15hfhsgjaAXYmspz8KRuBHlVOc6Hx0Fz3OgeoV4L3gAA8UWl_/s1600/DSC_6634-ebw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFqkXIFDVNufMtKTP5IfedbMFUvZhA2crAgGpjZ4NA2icLIiXUW7t3BEjl7zYZ4ZTzjkFbClMnlgGfTRqSvNn1ANtp8v15hfhsgjaAXYmspz8KRuBHlVOc6Hx0Fz3OgeoV4L3gAA8UWl_/s400/DSC_6634-ebw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527425882609884866" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-1847565881784056302010-10-12T20:24:00.001-07:002010-10-12T20:26:48.534-07:00happy birthday<div style="text-align: center;">my little sister. I hope you have an amazing 11th birthday. So wish we could be there to celebrate with you. Sending you a ton of hugs and kisses. I love you Carissa Joy. So blessed to have you as my little sister!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSVdn_GiTQYVaDFSgokKSDKWBjX7vGB_ohnp0AVZCsHU4DRkWlW56EvkTsUrl18NOn97wJgChD_40m8LaP6GTIi-1c1-y5r3WpRfl36PDzyplw3CS7AL_8C0lg5YcTQ6REubsxkdyma-s/s1600/DSC_2855-bw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSVdn_GiTQYVaDFSgokKSDKWBjX7vGB_ohnp0AVZCsHU4DRkWlW56EvkTsUrl18NOn97wJgChD_40m8LaP6GTIi-1c1-y5r3WpRfl36PDzyplw3CS7AL_8C0lg5YcTQ6REubsxkdyma-s/s400/DSC_2855-bw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527366519951095154" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-22161893959035141322010-10-12T09:20:00.001-07:002010-10-12T09:23:43.133-07:00my nieces<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtvgPQKo6RzeKQW8rVop8ir78zPWoO1Px0ZE50_e22cZf0Q12RYD1IhDyxEO8qTapd427lYaTNmQsnMfHMKdULl7Ib65PzslB4yCnWlZ1DU6pcXIfLqioZsOjFLgHUWuRiwq1i-MhYsYjd/s1600/DSC_5832-bw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtvgPQKo6RzeKQW8rVop8ir78zPWoO1Px0ZE50_e22cZf0Q12RYD1IhDyxEO8qTapd427lYaTNmQsnMfHMKdULl7Ib65PzslB4yCnWlZ1DU6pcXIfLqioZsOjFLgHUWuRiwq1i-MhYsYjd/s400/DSC_5832-bw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527195731396757490" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Bri</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRuSj8DP9Xq6YxziyTQ2YZOb_AmuExPS4Qt6U58D4YKb-ydBfkVs398pN_NOE7J73fx5ArU9q4bve78MkCTgKPo2YNSH1ouvVYpIw0W-l7ZBAGPpqJQ-B4PqhjRzpy5fAjhTSVOK3uq3Xz/s1600/DSC_5739-bw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRuSj8DP9Xq6YxziyTQ2YZOb_AmuExPS4Qt6U58D4YKb-ydBfkVs398pN_NOE7J73fx5ArU9q4bve78MkCTgKPo2YNSH1ouvVYpIw0W-l7ZBAGPpqJQ-B4PqhjRzpy5fAjhTSVOK3uq3Xz/s400/DSC_5739-bw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527195694027974658" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Evie</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">aren't they just too cute for words. hard to believe that they're turning 2 this week. they both have the most beautiful eyes!</div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-83202519979906202192010-10-12T08:16:00.001-07:002010-10-12T08:18:10.743-07:00storytime...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_K2e-4iL4y61dDSQRSknwkGAhF5iwiKAq3CC50tJNwuUHrIedHNyCBa8hoSJQ0g9kJiRh1PztpFqiGYZfZta5LE-X9jJfqIRTzpgALaAoj1fLgPf_IjDIcyAg_2Y2Z9X4GHKcFcg2wfJ6/s1600/DSC_6865-e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_K2e-4iL4y61dDSQRSknwkGAhF5iwiKAq3CC50tJNwuUHrIedHNyCBa8hoSJQ0g9kJiRh1PztpFqiGYZfZta5LE-X9jJfqIRTzpgALaAoj1fLgPf_IjDIcyAg_2Y2Z9X4GHKcFcg2wfJ6/s400/DSC_6865-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527179044392047490" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-82186126340382535662010-10-05T08:06:00.000-07:002010-10-05T08:19:35.069-07:00Trust me....I keep hearing this quiet clear voice in my mind. It continually reminds my heart to "Trust me" It's something that I've been having a really hard time doing lately with some current circumstances. I feel like I have to fix things, to mend things, to make it all better, but lately when it comes to myself, it seems that there are quite a few things that are broken, tired and worn and I can't seem to mend them. Trusting God doesn't come easy for me at times, even though I know deep down there is nothing better than trusting him. Putting everything in His hands and laying it all at His feet should be simple right?!...who else to better take care of it. A thought keeps going through my mind that I heard the other day....if God was willing to give us his greatest love and gift, his son Christ, then why do we think that he would withhold anything else from us. He has our best interest at heart. I just need to be able to wrap my mind completely around that one!!! Thank goodness, my Lord has the heart of a Father who loves me, who knows what makes me tick because he created me, has unending grace and mercy, has patient open arms that are always there to hold me. What an amazing God I have. Now to just breath and relax in Him.picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-49293871196568857632010-09-23T21:16:00.000-07:002010-09-24T06:45:29.873-07:00Score! Vintage finds...<div align="center">It's amazing how old is becoming the new "new". To be honest I never really gave old things a second glance (except for a few reproductions in Pottery Barn) until my friend Amy drug me through the huge antique/everything vintage store here. My first purchase was a gorgeous chippy red painted chair and a distressed black desk. That was over 3 years ago and it's been a slow love affair of many things vintage. Now granted anyone who has been in my house will tell you that primitive and rustic isn't my style, but I do like pieces that add texture and character to a room. Love mixing old with the new. Now onto the pictures below. I have been blessed with an amazing friend that loves to craft and shop like I do (it's a little scary how similiar our taste are) so we took a recent trip to the antique store and found a few little things, but our greatest finds were at a small flea market that we went to after apple picking last Saturday. Wow, I think if we'd had more money and more room in the van, we would have tried to bring everything home!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHWsbumUFyURmqLahtF2VVVylV270PVHwLrsaZPPOnXlgIxQnE3b2u3uWcK_S2iWntAgT7LHNj5ADW9mfdOQ9IKS52GBKwWPgy9GeezoLRbn1hZbt8IHdWsD7foofghcZw070R5XR5QPS/s1600/DSC_5320.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333989996680706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHWsbumUFyURmqLahtF2VVVylV270PVHwLrsaZPPOnXlgIxQnE3b2u3uWcK_S2iWntAgT7LHNj5ADW9mfdOQ9IKS52GBKwWPgy9GeezoLRbn1hZbt8IHdWsD7foofghcZw070R5XR5QPS/s400/DSC_5320.JPG" /></a> A cast iron stand that has found a place in my kitchen at the moment</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjflgqNfXhia_tbWfWkleRaA7nd3GloFBqkw4zb9zdxfKGbYWGTXZuAGA8MU755O6Ojmck6Ob6rwsoTRp6SOTQFif4nK5fYzUZ77Q2wSftGIhB0xqPsloFen5sp3Z20sLfS-6Th0qJVIOuo/s1600/DSC_5328.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333981590392194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjflgqNfXhia_tbWfWkleRaA7nd3GloFBqkw4zb9zdxfKGbYWGTXZuAGA8MU755O6Ojmck6Ob6rwsoTRp6SOTQFif4nK5fYzUZ77Q2wSftGIhB0xqPsloFen5sp3Z20sLfS-6Th0qJVIOuo/s400/DSC_5328.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnxTlde9Oeo34dNS4zQ9NO6C07A1_P0Y0imWxa590OnoZBoQBrCx8t1LPcltKOSkUr28LLd8-xafRUY-FgoiOq-9v3MZWKPcpztNcQvQukLiHC0T4XkhTTD-kwpeq6rLwBkuTenuAsJ_M/s1600/DSC_5336.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333974906852850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnxTlde9Oeo34dNS4zQ9NO6C07A1_P0Y0imWxa590OnoZBoQBrCx8t1LPcltKOSkUr28LLd8-xafRUY-FgoiOq-9v3MZWKPcpztNcQvQukLiHC0T4XkhTTD-kwpeq6rLwBkuTenuAsJ_M/s400/DSC_5336.JPG" /></a>I have been wanting one of these forever...found this one at a yardsale for $12...it's in mint condition (love the color)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN87SHFRxH0hw-EX9gUdRTRrN92tKLl6lQWCyabKD39ScI5hC7U7IWmeCIS88gEyl4bfKewO_NUgnN1LF5wwf_AvJIbGUvgIC-pNgW7255u5myWwDKWu4NY-4C1e6rfjsk3340_kDNvG3D/s1600/DSC_5339.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333472577611538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN87SHFRxH0hw-EX9gUdRTRrN92tKLl6lQWCyabKD39ScI5hC7U7IWmeCIS88gEyl4bfKewO_NUgnN1LF5wwf_AvJIbGUvgIC-pNgW7255u5myWwDKWu4NY-4C1e6rfjsk3340_kDNvG3D/s400/DSC_5339.JPG" /></a> these jars came from the flea market...$1 a piece...unbelievable</div><div>There ready for a spring bouquet...now if only it was spring!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-NoBlZ3Vlhf_eVMHrfna8wVCj8aYTD3-dF-rtOHIP4FblgTikJt5MqoOv3GR9y3UGCuLGyEivXy87yMD7ZGK7D14gAF4vLn-tnH1ICjlFgswYaczLpk33CliE03inSaFZaQF0p8g8WWkG/s1600/DSC_5359.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333449780421330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-NoBlZ3Vlhf_eVMHrfna8wVCj8aYTD3-dF-rtOHIP4FblgTikJt5MqoOv3GR9y3UGCuLGyEivXy87yMD7ZGK7D14gAF4vLn-tnH1ICjlFgswYaczLpk33CliE03inSaFZaQF0p8g8WWkG/s400/DSC_5359.JPG" /></a> love the old wooden boxes...this one will get repainted -only $2<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDCmIwdKL4EhFj23gFvEtBHDJhEVBIv6SABX8Nj2pyjZUUyLIpIY9UT3gVuhb3LDKG7lB9M3yYCQnmAhrsVGfEiFYtUkgNR01p_HcPvZFNxBpGffhJu9tUnuhjTrIaqiHkP5u3NI_Xvj1y/s1600/DSC_5367.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520333443417192402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDCmIwdKL4EhFj23gFvEtBHDJhEVBIv6SABX8Nj2pyjZUUyLIpIY9UT3gVuhb3LDKG7lB9M3yYCQnmAhrsVGfEiFYtUkgNR01p_HcPvZFNxBpGffhJu9tUnuhjTrIaqiHkP5u3NI_Xvj1y/s400/DSC_5367.JPG" /></a> Crazy as it sound this primitive shelving piece is one of my all time favorite finds. I know it's incredibly primitive. It's over 5 ft tall and has 20 compartments and weighs a lot!!! Give me some time to get this one cleaned up and painted and distressed and it will look like a different piece. Already got a place for it in my office...imagine that!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLLEhPxT0CVmq1EUJ9eCME6jsqlzyjd8f4zO4Pch5AwaQDVfYTEWyyY0uCmwBMxJoFV_B4-qGVfEvxJsWmww-ehvg3nwrRz8apjZ9jpNxj7Q2UeJ9lPMrUVN10E66V8hGZ1K5BFcB3wnZv/s1600/DSC_5392.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520332843597611330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLLEhPxT0CVmq1EUJ9eCME6jsqlzyjd8f4zO4Pch5AwaQDVfYTEWyyY0uCmwBMxJoFV_B4-qGVfEvxJsWmww-ehvg3nwrRz8apjZ9jpNxj7Q2UeJ9lPMrUVN10E66V8hGZ1K5BFcB3wnZv/s400/DSC_5392.JPG" /></a>just loved the apples in the crate<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0Z-jg56JA136JPYx_x1mNNWbqgMHLG4NjhJob_IghylZvtMjJ1oPiGd6Ciq5gm73-1pLAqnmvh7yObu6Rik8AqGAULuRAJ5V1AO1ZEG5nDNa_RXdsnL9wmfTL4o-A4OmaYHtZS-sp2TV/s1600/DSC_5398.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520332823508778226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0Z-jg56JA136JPYx_x1mNNWbqgMHLG4NjhJob_IghylZvtMjJ1oPiGd6Ciq5gm73-1pLAqnmvh7yObu6Rik8AqGAULuRAJ5V1AO1ZEG5nDNa_RXdsnL9wmfTL4o-A4OmaYHtZS-sp2TV/s400/DSC_5398.JPG" /></a>fell in love with these old blocks, especially this one </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRu8OuBFXsL0HQXKKWjfid1Fx4N-kfuYwlFVZRyp0sim8fKBB3kJBCczfIxtPMf5jwnUb5HM5xxVNb7zeoEhGTG-_rQrD2iNag3tTSV_Q93sbZuQ1U3yHDxNa7-5yPW-5A3fX0feiXJKeU/s1600/DSC_5402.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520332814107375442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRu8OuBFXsL0HQXKKWjfid1Fx4N-kfuYwlFVZRyp0sim8fKBB3kJBCczfIxtPMf5jwnUb5HM5xxVNb7zeoEhGTG-_rQrD2iNag3tTSV_Q93sbZuQ1U3yHDxNa7-5yPW-5A3fX0feiXJKeU/s400/DSC_5402.JPG" /></a> couldn't pick up just one block though....everyone's enjoyed spelling out words with these. the engraved pictures are amazing with detail<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRhqnhVcnjx3y-iW-eVLkLJUG9jCUp7C39QoYIOjAeZiWEQNIhK5IVLOZMK4Fkq_E6beqRxYe5BgZB9skD7j1ERTIgASa3iGMmILDKvLJz3vwIDzfNQn28P6TQOPMDzrEBCqyhY76BbSvV/s1600/DSC_5411.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520332315771453506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRhqnhVcnjx3y-iW-eVLkLJUG9jCUp7C39QoYIOjAeZiWEQNIhK5IVLOZMK4Fkq_E6beqRxYe5BgZB9skD7j1ERTIgASa3iGMmILDKvLJz3vwIDzfNQn28P6TQOPMDzrEBCqyhY76BbSvV/s400/DSC_5411.JPG" /></a>just really liked this vintage book of coupons for ice blocks<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2iYnSao1h6bGzqoFyESQIctiqL55buP3TiRDFO-94NmRq3910Kn8Oc7VkHHhQjUSUHsxDBjJyS6eBYG-38hlucHJuqOhpLGiWQ96cyM3031_FbJF8JimqS6-we_aawX73xkQYIkQPxzv/s1600/DSC_5413.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520332307672217890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2iYnSao1h6bGzqoFyESQIctiqL55buP3TiRDFO-94NmRq3910Kn8Oc7VkHHhQjUSUHsxDBjJyS6eBYG-38hlucHJuqOhpLGiWQ96cyM3031_FbJF8JimqS6-we_aawX73xkQYIkQPxzv/s400/DSC_5413.JPG" /></a>and of course I've always loved old black and white postcards of other countries.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0BXDlOJeivgPzcoODNuUOx9EBiFvE0xHYnwXJKFSuf-ZykqrkyvuWD2oGD1gTFXiYinQ9AMt2AMxGEv5ADQMtD-tC1YUzwoUT66_h2YzXJlM_3XytsZXM173sA9UEUhDNO5v3wcFa9hI/s1600/DSC_5415.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520332298973435138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0BXDlOJeivgPzcoODNuUOx9EBiFvE0xHYnwXJKFSuf-ZykqrkyvuWD2oGD1gTFXiYinQ9AMt2AMxGEv5ADQMtD-tC1YUzwoUT66_h2YzXJlM_3XytsZXM173sA9UEUhDNO5v3wcFa9hI/s400/DSC_5415.JPG" /></a> these are not vintage mittens, but we did get the idea from the craft fair where someone was selling these mittens made from upcycled sweaters. loved them, my friend found the pattern and I made these from some sweaters I had for crafting. Looking forward to wearing these this winter. nice and toasty! (will definitely be making some more of these...the color possibilities are endless! )<br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-33290769682498777392010-09-23T20:52:00.000-07:002010-09-23T22:07:41.445-07:00Applejack Festival<div align="center">We were actually able to go to the Applejack festival here this year. Unfortunately it turned out to be a really cold wet day, but we still enjoyed the day as much as possible. Morgan had so much fun as you can tell by the pictures...she's already looking forward to next year!</div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkImgWFh-KWYYqTV5xPojeAjbctbLmMXWTvBm9QkbE6iL_l4VYLm7cQFw0RuYkQizLDkH0dcewj9om1PSF23Eopx4s9PS6_7Sl6o6tjw-yRwULnqrAlCZM6O2xxGip4xoQhhAdFlNLknY/s1600/DSC_4715.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520327372737602450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkImgWFh-KWYYqTV5xPojeAjbctbLmMXWTvBm9QkbE6iL_l4VYLm7cQFw0RuYkQizLDkH0dcewj9om1PSF23Eopx4s9PS6_7Sl6o6tjw-yRwULnqrAlCZM6O2xxGip4xoQhhAdFlNLknY/s400/DSC_4715.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8HnCDnRvG3iBlzhPDjpyHqDmDXolXLsyYPA4brxD5Va5fqtb156NQ0wmNADjuGCodlY6uU_mqAHL_lwPVBMokMaKq_uK8J0mK-EgYp1eBu7HQqCjebzHz5LOhboEmXA5kbLUL7WUAk_h/s1600/DSC_4712.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520327364756039666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8HnCDnRvG3iBlzhPDjpyHqDmDXolXLsyYPA4brxD5Va5fqtb156NQ0wmNADjuGCodlY6uU_mqAHL_lwPVBMokMaKq_uK8J0mK-EgYp1eBu7HQqCjebzHz5LOhboEmXA5kbLUL7WUAk_h/s400/DSC_4712.JPG" /></a> love the barn</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZB3g6FIWYL_YY-fVQQFDgAS4q0f8FM8b_3b_fvM72WWzxHHbgP-DNjhb2UQ5XXOhJQwFL9AgW9fZMhFz1LdNiE2hh0ZkxJzzPKbo_-4Hm8lQu6YFxKWfiZsYHHS3ClceOIs86HRmaNn4/s1600/DSC_4801.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520326939765575346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZB3g6FIWYL_YY-fVQQFDgAS4q0f8FM8b_3b_fvM72WWzxHHbgP-DNjhb2UQ5XXOhJQwFL9AgW9fZMhFz1LdNiE2hh0ZkxJzzPKbo_-4Hm8lQu6YFxKWfiZsYHHS3ClceOIs86HRmaNn4/s400/DSC_4801.JPG" /></a>my two peas in a pod! the apple bag was getting too heavy so Morgan had Aaron hold it while she picked more apples.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3WYv4JY45oe56YaTNQ0CNnacpX8wNq_O_jHnPeYUA0-RB7vRDHUR5XyEXon8jgc1GCuMR4Hz7JGuiVEd_J2SDT1i4oiTBzDdyd52AcjF9d0bnu0HUpL9jcqmGaFvYWcrVSlSbsH-Yq3Z2/s1600/DSC_4791.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520326930344645842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3WYv4JY45oe56YaTNQ0CNnacpX8wNq_O_jHnPeYUA0-RB7vRDHUR5XyEXon8jgc1GCuMR4Hz7JGuiVEd_J2SDT1i4oiTBzDdyd52AcjF9d0bnu0HUpL9jcqmGaFvYWcrVSlSbsH-Yq3Z2/s400/DSC_4791.JPG" /></a><br />the smaller the apples the better she liked them and of course we wanted the bigger apples...so funny!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtccTszwZ0W-zMkTExOH4A-5ix-OXOPg8RrMRQ_viyWuXoUeFMitDRLGbnh6TEocgtkQrhyy4-o1r6EY8eISZqqBXKlAGEiA_3m-gGUWohXacnvNJ6TlFYQhGbnO_GGppx7xSIhozdjCx/s1600/DSC_4766.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520326916079054962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtccTszwZ0W-zMkTExOH4A-5ix-OXOPg8RrMRQ_viyWuXoUeFMitDRLGbnh6TEocgtkQrhyy4-o1r6EY8eISZqqBXKlAGEiA_3m-gGUWohXacnvNJ6TlFYQhGbnO_GGppx7xSIhozdjCx/s400/DSC_4766.JPG" /></a><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520326239554904066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBH9iavZ9mjLLyt13oI4HKr7gUkPrr4A8hFtBz1wNqzDBCATg3ARmzk70CaRFe78BGJ-A5gaf149rACJpT5qfKh9RMcTic0TkxR2klbZI-XpHnfkIHA9ZYKQKLUkxhBISBCpbOoFgJ8mzm/s400/DSC_4803.JPG" /> reminds me of my grandparents apples trees growing up...we would eat apples until we felt sick!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0IPQqQTiM7G7w3plk7WEYNigTz3bFl2h60toD6ug98MPn8aiYXKKEEtY7TL2ss7qlXGqcmPfjxx7twFExytJmMk0zR_Kz_HRZIDGy8Ej5FlM_WV9wB-if8o3MH0fIZgeRag6cK0NRCsm/s1600/DSC_4814.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520326233076248274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0IPQqQTiM7G7w3plk7WEYNigTz3bFl2h60toD6ug98MPn8aiYXKKEEtY7TL2ss7qlXGqcmPfjxx7twFExytJmMk0zR_Kz_HRZIDGy8Ej5FlM_WV9wB-if8o3MH0fIZgeRag6cK0NRCsm/s400/DSC_4814.JPG" /></a>we have such an amazing Creator<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ_hNbXw28hcSLuccSoQ5pN0LlKO8NV08bEc7LC_9nn0sglG3_44xn8sze1e7jnlzCyJSdwUm6pcS3IsxnmyTPQbAb3eTervJYPp3jH7tgVdILogb-aTgefBPO4vs_TZYJH2eqyIXKoa8U/s1600/DSC_4868.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520326224831990434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ_hNbXw28hcSLuccSoQ5pN0LlKO8NV08bEc7LC_9nn0sglG3_44xn8sze1e7jnlzCyJSdwUm6pcS3IsxnmyTPQbAb3eTervJYPp3jH7tgVdILogb-aTgefBPO4vs_TZYJH2eqyIXKoa8U/s400/DSC_4868.JPG" /></a>she actually stopped long enough for me to snap this one</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlxIym31iseLaRhNFWcv-coVNMeabhIQZTXE09eFWOjmvZyb5mKaCjkcHpf1MdnMmABdS2v8z_0xhlMpJQAt7kWX4jx4fOS9oelwIO4rsCUC1bmX_XTNbYIT4PuT5fMrLAeb9kU9fMx3TQ/s1600/DSC_4876.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520325587856961234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlxIym31iseLaRhNFWcv-coVNMeabhIQZTXE09eFWOjmvZyb5mKaCjkcHpf1MdnMmABdS2v8z_0xhlMpJQAt7kWX4jx4fOS9oelwIO4rsCUC1bmX_XTNbYIT4PuT5fMrLAeb9kU9fMx3TQ/s400/DSC_4876.JPG" /></a>we all fell in love with these 5 wk old puppies. they were precious</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIad2YxDxWkbGzAhtnn8FA9lZJy2xEQRg2qsilQDNIW43EILrqgoG1HfxGnBRI78sv3lqokwtGU6ddyFhD2_JY0ddEG-yLmsFqfLL4YpVGn-q-sI6KgGTr9zvyKBPXPnzRjqco7BrsuC-g/s1600/DSC_4892.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520325577533769538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIad2YxDxWkbGzAhtnn8FA9lZJy2xEQRg2qsilQDNIW43EILrqgoG1HfxGnBRI78sv3lqokwtGU6ddyFhD2_JY0ddEG-yLmsFqfLL4YpVGn-q-sI6KgGTr9zvyKBPXPnzRjqco7BrsuC-g/s400/DSC_4892.JPG" /></a>Morgan's first time holding a puppy...it was a little hard not to bring one home...<br />(then we had a reality check, cant' handle a puppy right now, but maybe one day!)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyH6H3zpVVvxcNKED5FDUalLJC1_m64ofyVaGhIxfJCGAuSz_DGIM55xN5fg07vu2ocKk7xYYaRjfPyztemwUUsQYGhbCkjTtMMzYQfoUkBwReTweQGs2QXOB8fPacFfIVw_mIJJuN59dX/s1600/DSC_4896.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520325573720922210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyH6H3zpVVvxcNKED5FDUalLJC1_m64ofyVaGhIxfJCGAuSz_DGIM55xN5fg07vu2ocKk7xYYaRjfPyztemwUUsQYGhbCkjTtMMzYQfoUkBwReTweQGs2QXOB8fPacFfIVw_mIJJuN59dX/s400/DSC_4896.JPG" /></a>the orchard<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORU1zezu38pqrCz0vBybQJx8xkAeA10TP2p-e5FgAzNmh4G1g1kz-bPByGP9Rrge7r_ChoicSIW0vAS_fVGs8AV5etl8cnBRD5VKjDyPcHFNg2RrOMIU-S_vFzXatvnNYWYzpp6vLNHJh/s1600/DSC_4994.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520323867699075282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORU1zezu38pqrCz0vBybQJx8xkAeA10TP2p-e5FgAzNmh4G1g1kz-bPByGP9Rrge7r_ChoicSIW0vAS_fVGs8AV5etl8cnBRD5VKjDyPcHFNg2RrOMIU-S_vFzXatvnNYWYzpp6vLNHJh/s400/DSC_4994.JPG" /></a>Morgan drinking a cup of hot chocolate while freezing!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOqqjjcg7DMffXQZJkewVVrhD3bSIdiyiYbK2_qC-trkxi_QkV91MULNJe8D4mw6GIrpBCExjP4Kdbfv_tu3nQlnv0_pqk5luhdJa4czu5_tisVrWz_JFro7LNpBOhOmBZJMwxLmlgbyo4/s1600/DSC_4966.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520323862459568178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOqqjjcg7DMffXQZJkewVVrhD3bSIdiyiYbK2_qC-trkxi_QkV91MULNJe8D4mw6GIrpBCExjP4Kdbfv_tu3nQlnv0_pqk5luhdJa4czu5_tisVrWz_JFro7LNpBOhOmBZJMwxLmlgbyo4/s400/DSC_4966.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-82401188151373142882010-08-30T17:21:00.000-07:002010-08-30T17:30:35.319-07:00Could use a couple of days here right now!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACi9Vjm8lXYEKBlAMUUXgrjck-70lxjgo61yiWjAoQTc9KLFlcTnQ9XPSnhlHLamWv6_jDJh0PJL2LUAl7dpsq5Pd8qXGf_R8jE6PZDpUY4MvMpnfD7ay1PxhyphenhyphenLcCyszhIiHGQoU9QROy/s1600/DSC_1044-e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACi9Vjm8lXYEKBlAMUUXgrjck-70lxjgo61yiWjAoQTc9KLFlcTnQ9XPSnhlHLamWv6_jDJh0PJL2LUAl7dpsq5Pd8qXGf_R8jE6PZDpUY4MvMpnfD7ay1PxhyphenhyphenLcCyszhIiHGQoU9QROy/s400/DSC_1044-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511363130928668594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BtE2CeWO588x2Kj9kOzK23qkd6ccE2iPs5qAKEzSxU8WmDaGMgg2Pb4KAmJ45TtlaX-Cby31vslQnBXBY-JyYpUpOIVh-sGGm9Fam3FsOCd8oGsqknPr382thyEls_ChZX9a4yEnwW3r/s1600/DSC_0854-e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BtE2CeWO588x2Kj9kOzK23qkd6ccE2iPs5qAKEzSxU8WmDaGMgg2Pb4KAmJ45TtlaX-Cby31vslQnBXBY-JyYpUpOIVh-sGGm9Fam3FsOCd8oGsqknPr382thyEls_ChZX9a4yEnwW3r/s400/DSC_0854-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511363124658490722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Been going through some of my pictures from Rehoboth DE from May, and I would love to go browse through my favorite store there and then grab a cup of coffee and sit on one of the benches on the board walk. I could use an evening of people watching on the beach. People who live on the beach don't know how blessed they are. I miss the water!!!</div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-45391792291114259472010-07-15T23:36:00.001-07:002010-07-15T23:42:20.980-07:00too cute for words<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ZBEXH_CLn9VCFm6tzMbm3Z2Tyqu8K3oGK6BEGk3mvfi8l-B_g7-Xq9vIDjX_nGLsr9aNtqRlBO4YZf7bq9KO_qDAy7hZqM_LFkriEa0WMKbbhBYTy8jftKvfG72gz4LweZINnGIt9mOs/s1600/DSC_0081-e.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494389398118362226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ZBEXH_CLn9VCFm6tzMbm3Z2Tyqu8K3oGK6BEGk3mvfi8l-B_g7-Xq9vIDjX_nGLsr9aNtqRlBO4YZf7bq9KO_qDAy7hZqM_LFkriEa0WMKbbhBYTy8jftKvfG72gz4LweZINnGIt9mOs/s400/DSC_0081-e.jpg" /></a> I've finally started on the project that I have been dreading for years....archiving all of my personal pictures. So I have been sorting through literally thousands of pictures from the past 6 years, organizing them into specific folders and then will eventually burn them on dvd's. The positive of this overwhelming project is that i have smiled more looking through these pics than I have in a while!!! It's a trip down memory lane of Morgan's life...and it's awesome! I found this pic tonight of Morgan. She was about 13 months and I just want to pick her up out of the picture and squeeze her! And I love her blue eyes...yes she did have the most amazing blue eyes until she was about 18 months and then they turned gray. So love this child so much!<br /></div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-48336515405737673562010-06-14T00:45:00.001-07:002010-06-14T00:55:40.017-07:00wouldn't change a thing?!!This past week has been beyond hectic around here. And then over the weekend we had a garage sale, a close friend flew in from TX, celebrated Morgan's 6th birthday, ate too much ice cream and cake,rode a ferris wheel, worked on pictures for a client, spent Sunday morning at church, took my friend back the airport, and then to the craft store to pick up a few things for a get together this next weekend, caught up a little online with good friend, and then onto getting things ready for the week. I've spent too much time whining this past week, that I'll never get everything done and have been stressed out of my mind. I should have been spending more time in prayer. Then on the way back from the airport, I had a few quiet moments and I was thinking that in all reality, I'm so blessed and wouldn't change a thing (ok if I could handle stress a little better that would be good and feel like I had a it more "together") I think most of us feel overwhelmed on a regular basis due to everyday life, but when you really stop to think about it, would you change anything? We are at a busy phase in our lives right now, and every phase is different with it's own set of problems and blessings...I'm just going to try to be more aware of the blessings in each phase and the opportunities that I have been given.<div>p.s. can't believe my daughter is six...where does the time go??????</div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-86584768190955873332010-06-08T00:55:00.000-07:002010-06-08T01:41:23.087-07:00Oh how I love this little girl...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6cZON0VxMH29B5vAj_2jVn9-erwSL6ynOJKC8PQE0-hMR2pwbHlurdYs3lNzR-zzpPZ_A3DRT8jINXMzYNvYCaQOrD0jzqmGzbH_iSMclktnYyQeteypKKjka84aDnRQ9i7fc00v_OQH/s1600/DSC_1927e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6cZON0VxMH29B5vAj_2jVn9-erwSL6ynOJKC8PQE0-hMR2pwbHlurdYs3lNzR-zzpPZ_A3DRT8jINXMzYNvYCaQOrD0jzqmGzbH_iSMclktnYyQeteypKKjka84aDnRQ9i7fc00v_OQH/s400/DSC_1927e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480320162530509570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFbWwuYZ5w8DF_n4Mu4KyqN3u09VSQaEM6aU9BvB1nM2ZoBYIkwqDp-1UzVfPwW6tI_fPb4mUsDCOrzgbEYXvpKNSN5A1H_WAUj-uP6AGC0DNUu3FhLpWZiw4RzEISfhBOlHNcEz5B8vfn/s1600/DSC_1702e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFbWwuYZ5w8DF_n4Mu4KyqN3u09VSQaEM6aU9BvB1nM2ZoBYIkwqDp-1UzVfPwW6tI_fPb4mUsDCOrzgbEYXvpKNSN5A1H_WAUj-uP6AGC0DNUu3FhLpWZiw4RzEISfhBOlHNcEz5B8vfn/s400/DSC_1702e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480313747834299138" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcJqMEd_LT97wMmdwMBMyKGI0amleD9YW41IjzY_IzzchfPiEklHtOvRRH6lfTEmJkCfQ6KEh9-Mpuyvhi90rypQjptR4Js8tUCGha1zsQjBaH6OjR6EBomO_n8R34qkMF2zyMXAobkkss/s1600/DSC_2230e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcJqMEd_LT97wMmdwMBMyKGI0amleD9YW41IjzY_IzzchfPiEklHtOvRRH6lfTEmJkCfQ6KEh9-Mpuyvhi90rypQjptR4Js8tUCGha1zsQjBaH6OjR6EBomO_n8R34qkMF2zyMXAobkkss/s400/DSC_2230e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480308603949081154" /></a>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-58693082291748778232010-05-23T23:15:00.000-07:002010-05-23T23:19:14.558-07:00My "Nephews"...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTUJcK4DLz3bUGu2OjAmD8t3mjrRdFgWqbTL5lqQuH4p3BXf0Z5tpFasqvQsMG_pRMFr94p79ysUznkZXSzsgVj79eZObvB6tCF9xCz-3M2cY0Shv4GeQbTwtYyRfmCuX2HBjPdJTYk9Q/s1600/DSC_9118-bwblog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474716583563837426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTUJcK4DLz3bUGu2OjAmD8t3mjrRdFgWqbTL5lqQuH4p3BXf0Z5tpFasqvQsMG_pRMFr94p79ysUznkZXSzsgVj79eZObvB6tCF9xCz-3M2cY0Shv4GeQbTwtYyRfmCuX2HBjPdJTYk9Q/s400/DSC_9118-bwblog.jpg" /></a> I fell in love with these two boys last month when I finally got to meet them in person. They belong to my wonderful college friend (who is like my older brother) Bob and his gorgeous wife Alisha. I wished we lived closer to them so I could really spoil them and get some more snuggle time in. They are too adorable.<br /><div></div>picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547166438299770318.post-75617040133607103882010-04-22T18:07:00.000-07:002010-04-22T18:13:07.264-07:00mmmm....It's been one to those weeks around here. Morgan has been really sick and is finally starting to get better...and now as of this afternoon-I've got what she had. aaaaaggghhh! And of course Aaron is working a night shift! so funny, ok not really!!! I really don't have time to be sick. I'm still trying to catch up on things around here from being out of town 2 weeks ago. Oh well, there is nothing that I can do other than head to bed now and try to get some sleep...and yes for all of you who really know me, it is 8:oo pm here, and yes I'm going to bed...that should tell you something! Tomorrow is another day...hopefully with everyone feeling better!picture thishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00492916624399270951noreply@blogger.com1