tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-880161574623578582024-03-13T17:46:42.582-05:00scrambled eggsIt may be a crazy life, but it's my life as a mom and wife.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-78236554737717458682010-10-10T21:16:00.018-05:002010-10-11T00:01:21.792-05:00Kiss the Cook~Our New KitchenHi! I'm back. I do realize and am a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">embarrassed</span> that it has been almost a year since I last posted. I really fell off the wagon and didn't really think I had <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">a lot</span> to post about or rather wasn't ready to post(talk) about. I could have filled my blog with stories of my kids and their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">activities</span>, but most of us are doing the same sort of things and quite frankly isn't that what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Facebook</span> is for? My little family has been through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">a lot</span> and I "think" I am ready to share our story. I feel like I have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">a lot</span> of catching up to do on many levels and will bring you up to speed in the coming weeks. However, I didn't want to miss <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">Kelly's</a> Tour of Homes this go around as we are in a new home. We sold our previous home extremely quickly and are now "renters". We have never been renters in our 19 years of marriage, but here we are. Let me say the phrase "Less is More" speaks volumes to me these days.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609025691221410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjT2Ieb76JiG0_D3TPtmtprhyV6pk4JzNqJbaUlsPyObTjIaVGLfdO8mYIn5e9JqZImM2vBUhn8VwngyJHJomiEvV_1gK5kuDoDGfGKfzq584HdbVs1wlityRWySSB-HWsdLzDWtjPGHfq/s320/2010+119.JPG" border="0" />Isn't that island to die for?? When I walked into "the rental" I just held my breath and prayed that our Big Daddy would go for this house and think that "the rent" was something we could manage. One of the things that I am most proud of is that I have not purchased much for our new place. I have actually only purchased 2 things for this kitchen and that was the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">barstools</span>. I knew that we would really put them to use and bought them 50% off at I O Metro.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qleCmD58-ljTVdX3rw6vFpV-qo3uaJfZ_oXrh6YwJqZXvzNyw8iCTzlki1ciOM2EvLNUVbdyN4W-qUI0GG_xuaMqGu6AOtMgji1zRgmES-AS8tKfjWFf2FE7bujDEN9nw2eBwH1DVEqj/s1600/2010+115.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609039244090754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qleCmD58-ljTVdX3rw6vFpV-qo3uaJfZ_oXrh6YwJqZXvzNyw8iCTzlki1ciOM2EvLNUVbdyN4W-qUI0GG_xuaMqGu6AOtMgji1zRgmES-AS8tKfjWFf2FE7bujDEN9nw2eBwH1DVEqj/s320/2010+115.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609019918007186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2d9D7htjzoQVhdZmMelt5Rauuji9obM3H6dQQrhDw_I_u273NmYsn2TS7eIgAc9qUUOHxE0iSGkzjyDn6K8o9LBDDGgJkgz0bCOWTUqPGYnifPj2yEkDccHRa9BS3Ex06aQwXmwL9v0Ox/s320/2010+121.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609295203475938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN9Jr_W5PYTL3m0kwMv0Cm6yEuTE0PoGgKuzmVQLAVnuagfhmDQ4Ao81c-7cBL3l1pmbaqDMRPULmVxtqzMFSuPzmSyL23IYzymYLTct3mIsnf3E2W6g1yf6JGW6H74gMVvSavHVLiw1JA/s320/2010+109.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609289093790482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL4ik9J8GP3VuBYYeQCiuEoGY7PzQCrc9xnn5FaYurGkAX8pZy2Lhzte_eTw_C7RahKqloxvF5GkFuMZrp0g0p-2qGhGQfVikVFW1DZeqPAUsa7E4m_aGEaSvB_sxbzolStgm2oVpkWHfo/s320/2010+113.JPG" border="0" />This little hutch was something that I bought ages ago in Canton. It was made out of old fence pieces and was supposed to be a potting table, but I bought it, painted it, had a cute cushion made for it and used it as a changing table for my boys in their nursery. I had still had it in my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">youngest</span> room and we had games and toys on it. One of the fun things about moving is getting to use your stuff in different area. Some people are really great about moving their stuff <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">around</span> in their house, me not so much. It takes a move for me to shake things up!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607637579646466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtwGNUgsiobcwg_9IxwnETJed43sGsLlf3epG7tzppUB_R8TIb9Rd4Fx_x0WOF-qAZtyliBe0inITU9Mm_oNDcKzrh7JwJf3xxQDLaLjSFnoGLhmUp3eetaWvK2KXnWL-KyIi3qY1kdODH/s320/2010+137.JPG" border="0" /><br />BONUS!!! It had a desk for me!!! I was so excited!!! Big Daddy knew he couldn't say no!!!<br /></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607633510237378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK03x1HNJIhiTS7lwc0eQGCWDE3DTDElK1E0Hx9zrPRZC8QTeSkwYrNraxfHz-eIuhb6TFotNDOx1XyBEzdQ-LQKTAA0B39FgMU7ktz0yUFNdc1PSaJcUhHL9ACwH2oqZHOW-EWneH9koZ/s320/2010+138.JPG" border="0" /><br />This rug was the "other" purchase that I made for the kitchen. Clearance at Target for $20.00. It's not perfect colors, but works for me!!! You can also see on through to the butlers pantry, pantry, and dining room. I am going to post the dining room and family room in the next couple of days. Like I said, I have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">a lot</span> of catching up to do!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJEfLGFqtutBM6-vV8g22dwijloY4sS4ryE7kjwoh0SWoM5m8b_qrVuQQ6Qi0qem0looidltLX8psBvEzNBL_cwehdC0yNrnMevdzwgWIqgTsHsdPQTXRVtlnwST6c50kHBF6Zbp4zjD6/s1600/2010+123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609016425626786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJEfLGFqtutBM6-vV8g22dwijloY4sS4ryE7kjwoh0SWoM5m8b_qrVuQQ6Qi0qem0looidltLX8psBvEzNBL_cwehdC0yNrnMevdzwgWIqgTsHsdPQTXRVtlnwST6c50kHBF6Zbp4zjD6/s320/2010+123.JPG" border="0" /></a> Looking into the butler's pantry. I have a ton of dishes and love to see them all displayed in the doors. I especially love the plate in the top window. It is from the church that I grew up in.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uQqZ9gVmYr9poA_E_OZF_wOe5wFwpWkwkKrIDymiIdtSR2Pup4sFNIIvLBa6Xfrtmdg_a-AU_qMKgUKUkJas-cIiuMqr8M0Jcaysd_ank8z0ScZZQoqIojdMaesCo_SmO6Q2BGkhJ1JJ/s1600/2010+161.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609007908158578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uQqZ9gVmYr9poA_E_OZF_wOe5wFwpWkwkKrIDymiIdtSR2Pup4sFNIIvLBa6Xfrtmdg_a-AU_qMKgUKUkJas-cIiuMqr8M0Jcaysd_ank8z0ScZZQoqIojdMaesCo_SmO6Q2BGkhJ1JJ/s320/2010+161.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We used to use these at our monthly fellowship dinners. A couple of years ago when my sister and I started to really collect white dishes our mom was able to get us each one of these from our church. My sister Cindy and I were both married at 1st Christian Church. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>OK, I now have to preface the next part of this post...It is all about the pantry. I would not normally post about my pantry, but my sister worked like a dog to make this little closet of heaven look so cute! All along this journey of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">selling</span>, moving, etc...I could see God's hand on every aspect of this basket turn over!!! (Literally if you could see the baskets I have and "HAD".) THAT is another post!! Anyway I was blog stalking one night during the weeks of our move and right before we moved all the pantry items I ran across a blog where a very clever girl had "re-mixed" her pantry and WAS INSPIRED!!!!!!!! I don't dare tell you her blog until the end, because mine pales to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">her's</span>!!!</div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuIF3Y7Ib7ksKTfuMD-uEPoDSl2ws0Mbled8mq9lL5D9M6Zz0qMd167YPvRg9hn4iNow-r3ojuJTkMuBQur6ubJyN5FbOzjWuWlW9dasVosLWECLRegUlSpCyj1tJuIsKlIuAT97m0YTlJ/s1600/2010+125.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526608348645224482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuIF3Y7Ib7ksKTfuMD-uEPoDSl2ws0Mbled8mq9lL5D9M6Zz0qMd167YPvRg9hn4iNow-r3ojuJTkMuBQur6ubJyN5FbOzjWuWlW9dasVosLWECLRegUlSpCyj1tJuIsKlIuAT97m0YTlJ/s320/2010+125.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The crazy thing has a glass door. I am thinking I want to get a vinyl monogram for my door to soften things a bit. Plus since it is a rental I can easily remove it. My inspiring blogger also has a vinyl lettering business as well. Maybe I will figure it out and get something ordered.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZQ1O5dFa-8ZgW0cvpNc05k4Bjl-Q_yldelR-koHhkQdeI7Q9pSkXqyeOpTBoe0Xf4xCMJTZBGGLOB1jFhxOsQf0yUiSJWnCxBrzEAuYxiEZbSjxa2AFh-dKqXA0vUHjkLyhC2VFAHFq0/s1600/2010+129.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526608343663809954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZQ1O5dFa-8ZgW0cvpNc05k4Bjl-Q_yldelR-koHhkQdeI7Q9pSkXqyeOpTBoe0Xf4xCMJTZBGGLOB1jFhxOsQf0yUiSJWnCxBrzEAuYxiEZbSjxa2AFh-dKqXA0vUHjkLyhC2VFAHFq0/s320/2010+129.JPG" border="0" /></a> One of the things that she suggested was putting things that you would use together, together. All the baking things in one basket, all the spices together, all the coffee/tea/filters together. Another tip was putting heavy things like cans down low. I thought that was clever!!! I would have thought to put my can goods more at eye level, but they are cute!! Basket of food are cute!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9QWKlBBsIPtifbpypUXt7-Zh2EWauHI7J-AtQlN1ddM4EQB3fb5dfoxhrcALQrdy9YQRTFPh77Qk-SPUPBUFtNtPfw8Lhyphenhyphenzi0VQ_hjj7NKMlxf5Dt3jRYxzWI1t7CjHBlMqILcqP5UAZy/s1600/2010+129.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607648783187906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9QWKlBBsIPtifbpypUXt7-Zh2EWauHI7J-AtQlN1ddM4EQB3fb5dfoxhrcALQrdy9YQRTFPh77Qk-SPUPBUFtNtPfw8Lhyphenhyphenzi0VQ_hjj7NKMlxf5Dt3jRYxzWI1t7CjHBlMqILcqP5UAZy/s320/2010+129.JPG" border="0" /></a> One thing I wish I could have done was paint the walls, but I am thinking I might paper the back walls with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">scrap booking</span> paper and double sided tape. If I get around to it, I will do another post on it!!! I promise!!<br /><br />You would think it is hard to keep it all straight and looking cute, but not so much. The only thing I see that happens is that when I unload the groceries it takes just a few extra minutes to empty the snack like items into the basket. I used to just dump them into my baskets.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAt1vEi5HWuODCaOmbF9wNLXKnYSi78ng3Hxg0eAW-A8Z-68u29erwihYuvaRZzs_WuRA_y38kmMXtNcdv_5-tSWcUAjQP2uk70kqkvN40uXW8B24iTXLYJqUj5KvGr4ZH6-HgI9Fn_v9n/s1600/2010+131.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607648180842754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAt1vEi5HWuODCaOmbF9wNLXKnYSi78ng3Hxg0eAW-A8Z-68u29erwihYuvaRZzs_WuRA_y38kmMXtNcdv_5-tSWcUAjQP2uk70kqkvN40uXW8B24iTXLYJqUj5KvGr4ZH6-HgI9Fn_v9n/s320/2010+131.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I use the picnic baskets and other baskets to store things in as well like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">koozies</span> and lunch boxes.<br /></div><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">OK</span>, this is a little bit of a kitchen tip that I have learned during my move. Did you know that if your facet is the American Standard that they have a LIFETIME WARRANTY??? SO if your <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">sprayer</span> button doesn't work any longer on your sink then they will send you new facet for free!!??? If your facet is all <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">torqued</span> like this one, they will send you another one for FREE??? HOT DOG!!! I'm sorry they won't replace your "gold package" just because it went out of style, but they will replace something that is broken. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFrknjvs2bTlNWPhs0Flaz4VlDdQU51ClOJXvJ0h5uQvxe93uJW8SC4rnmSuBnxtHjDqSddSlcUNWkHpVQhtJVYNOb295DrGIXkdYv5JhKoOGPhHs_RQyGmoofV73d3KJEOs0C3kYyEn7n/s1600/2010+140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607625087208002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFrknjvs2bTlNWPhs0Flaz4VlDdQU51ClOJXvJ0h5uQvxe93uJW8SC4rnmSuBnxtHjDqSddSlcUNWkHpVQhtJVYNOb295DrGIXkdYv5JhKoOGPhHs_RQyGmoofV73d3KJEOs0C3kYyEn7n/s320/2010+140.JPG" border="0" /></a> I also dig the little sponge holder thing that I got at Target. I was used to having one of those tilt door things in front of my sink to hide the sponge, but didn't have one here. Plus I was getting grossed out with it just laying in the sink all the time. It's a good thing!!! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>That is about all I have about all of this for now. I am already 3 days late on this post, but I do want to give a shout out to my sister and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">niece</span> for all their hard work getting us moved and organized. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">OK</span>, as promised check out <a href="http://houseofsmiths.blogspot.com/2010/07/pantry-remix.html">House of Smiths </a>and see Shelley's amazing pantry re-mix!<br /><br /></div><br /><div><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v381/frenzynae/randomgraphics/amysigntest1copy.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-81256280152594945472010-07-01T11:30:00.002-05:002010-07-01T11:31:37.541-05:00A Day of Silence for...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6sBmKbW_D6OBUza3Twj10zfpM07pwgG6bxlToIHMz-kVLJ0TYEFdem1earySpJiPqLfBRxRUqN7Vj_xoF9mkeuw-B-z7exUK8dPYNn5ftjKPtrPcG2tdvEUdLUq0a2WlK_gPmmikPwy5U/s1600/Cohen2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488976183601006530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6sBmKbW_D6OBUza3Twj10zfpM07pwgG6bxlToIHMz-kVLJ0TYEFdem1earySpJiPqLfBRxRUqN7Vj_xoF9mkeuw-B-z7exUK8dPYNn5ftjKPtrPcG2tdvEUdLUq0a2WlK_gPmmikPwy5U/s320/Cohen2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v381/frenzynae/randomgraphics/amysigntest1copy.jpg" /></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-54360324895971594832009-11-29T15:47:00.009-06:002009-11-30T16:30:55.054-06:00Show Us Your Life~Holiday Traditions~Advent MailboxI have been away from blogging for several weeks, but I just couldn't resist doing a post about holiday traditions the Kelly at <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/2009/11/show-us-your-life-christmas-traditions.html">Kelly's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Korner</span> </a>is doing. Probably like many of you, our family has a ton of traditions, but a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">favorite</span> tradition for my boys is one that my sister started for them several years ago and they look forward to it every year when they see the little red mailbox come out of storage. We have an Advent Mailbox.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409646353441237922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxmrByrHUt8NdHIvZMtm-yoZfxB4sLG-ju9OlKu3g9lH70uXgvi6tbdlBAS2ewMoTZq5EZ_T4o6TydF5p24JMNWRVfE3bhkpOEHmrOvBtry1QeMnsD-fqD06bbNSoEVKyICGlmp1JlTxYT/s320/Oct-Nov+2009+082.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />This little mailbox sits at the foot of the stairs and each morning there is an envelope inside that contains a single piece from...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjvqlBF5-47Zna5DxQys-0VEalRW67XQk-E-4af-gghm_2RQxb53SvPhkKBkETgOOQKWopQ5bBj9uMhT2PS8YruG8_AIApCNaebfH_XXwPNvsODyJlN_9LwhCmbU2QeybZc9fwK_0pACn/s1600/Oct-Nov+2009+061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409646559665828034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjvqlBF5-47Zna5DxQys-0VEalRW67XQk-E-4af-gghm_2RQxb53SvPhkKBkETgOOQKWopQ5bBj9uMhT2PS8YruG8_AIApCNaebfH_XXwPNvsODyJlN_9LwhCmbU2QeybZc9fwK_0pACn/s320/Oct-Nov+2009+061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />this nativity scene. This is the sweetest little clay nativity scene every. I think my sister got it from the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Cokesbury</span> Bookstore. They look so forward to seeing what is in the mailbox each day and adding it to the Creche. (This picture was made from the Santa's Secure Workshop Location... aka...my bathroom. )<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBKHjuWnXSvqfh3j90UC7hRcmikBRqwgUmJdJO7nKqlDj48BRUqozbunnqXRqtdQIKzZ5SDcLJpU7ktZ3nhDTl7rBuItUF41uYpwIUcQQ9UPMcNoGDucWTF9eXWwWxzy7EWSz0xCZf1EMB/s1600/Oct-Nov+2009+063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409646378667903138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBKHjuWnXSvqfh3j90UC7hRcmikBRqwgUmJdJO7nKqlDj48BRUqozbunnqXRqtdQIKzZ5SDcLJpU7ktZ3nhDTl7rBuItUF41uYpwIUcQQ9UPMcNoGDucWTF9eXWwWxzy7EWSz0xCZf1EMB/s320/Oct-Nov+2009+063.JPG" border="0" /></a> This little insert tells you what piece is for each day There are a couple of days that it wants you to make paper things like a road, etc... However, on these different days I on put a surprise treat in the mailbox to make it special for the boys. This year I am planning on putting the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">fixins</span> for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">s'mores</span> and homemade hot chocolate mix. We have an outdoor fireplace and they <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">LoVe</span> to make <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">s'mores</span> and hot chocolate. I thought this would be better than candy. I think that will give me something extra for four days.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIbhIQk7hNwoapB1KUVrxyQ1L80eWYs7FupEmOrLNYpqlnsVpbMnmrG_Xbg2t7MfumPsXArucXkWW-QqFF5XEHQM7e5F72v4Om0Z6EXOoKKi0hbwkzZOzjJfEoNamWYMBCIYnv7KGiWgTB/s1600/Oct-Nov+2009+076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409646373350502466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIbhIQk7hNwoapB1KUVrxyQ1L80eWYs7FupEmOrLNYpqlnsVpbMnmrG_Xbg2t7MfumPsXArucXkWW-QqFF5XEHQM7e5F72v4Om0Z6EXOoKKi0hbwkzZOzjJfEoNamWYMBCIYnv7KGiWgTB/s320/Oct-Nov+2009+076.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />On Christmas Day is when Baby Jesus goes into the mailbox. I have him nestled into a pretty gift box on a bed of raffia, for our most precious gift from above. They are so excited amongst the hub bub and excitement of Christmas Day to finally get the baby Jesus and add him to the scene.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOWCVGVCqpgMrWtO2NtieTqGRXiehaHFiN4PlwACU0j2azjfHBs6L1v3uSsv70R7FAkk8a3ICAAVgeok5sMVRKJllmex2kdlr8rzoaWDLeFnD9LqL5l90GBAIq128GlS8c3ujQENZDOmyw/s1600/Oct-Nov+2009+080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409646364791858866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOWCVGVCqpgMrWtO2NtieTqGRXiehaHFiN4PlwACU0j2azjfHBs6L1v3uSsv70R7FAkk8a3ICAAVgeok5sMVRKJllmex2kdlr8rzoaWDLeFnD9LqL5l90GBAIq128GlS8c3ujQENZDOmyw/s320/Oct-Nov+2009+080.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">Since my boys are getting older and they still "Believe" I want them to "believe" that Big Daddy and I have nothing to do with the advent mailbox. We hide the envelopes and put them in the mailbox after they go to bed at night. I have also wrapped up the actual creche and am going to have my neighbor put it on our doorstep and ring the doorbell this year. A little mystery for this magical time of year.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Day one will start with Mary...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"But the angel said to her, Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High." Luke 1:30-32<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhASBILwYzWgmN-mMIg3BfJqLAau3Z7q1tp4kuie3HJKp5wyi9LFB3CZaH4tIBdCwgntM5Y07KtUhs4MT6jMazI-xpiyL3U7zrK7afJ-Vsd3LSrPkrVCOj1TupPTeQ1SUmrKDtRob2h4-j/s1600/Oct-Nov+2009+083.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409646363094646802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhASBILwYzWgmN-mMIg3BfJqLAau3Z7q1tp4kuie3HJKp5wyi9LFB3CZaH4tIBdCwgntM5Y07KtUhs4MT6jMazI-xpiyL3U7zrK7afJ-Vsd3LSrPkrVCOj1TupPTeQ1SUmrKDtRob2h4-j/s320/Oct-Nov+2009+083.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is such a fun way to get the Christmas season going and to remind us daily the real reason for the season. Thanks Aunt Cindy for starting this wonderful tradition for the boys. I have a feeling I will be doing this one for a long time.<br /><div><br /><br /><p align="left"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v381/frenzynae/randomgraphics/amysigntest1copy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-53790841428627756642009-09-06T13:28:00.012-05:002009-09-06T14:21:56.960-05:00DipTacular!~Bleu Cheese Chips<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN_1RpBO9snQ-wEx2WNfoxEsl0fELshnNxLSkFGK4R2H1XjCAz3vqGhSD_yP4OtPPCLmBwIPtzhqn0YsgABOYdIOfUNfV_99euvIZ-YlMe9alo-5uirfD_u76ubhEMNJdocHLnk1MuPAzx/s1600-h/diptacular.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378427244981148882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN_1RpBO9snQ-wEx2WNfoxEsl0fELshnNxLSkFGK4R2H1XjCAz3vqGhSD_yP4OtPPCLmBwIPtzhqn0YsgABOYdIOfUNfV_99euvIZ-YlMe9alo-5uirfD_u76ubhEMNJdocHLnk1MuPAzx/s320/diptacular.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://boomama.net/">BooMoma</a> is hosting this week DipTacular in honor of the return of college football!! Oh Yea baby!!! We love football, it doesn't matter what it is PeeWee, City League, Big 12, SEC, WAC, or even high school. Like I said "We love football!!" Go Red Raiders and Allen Eagles!!! Anyway, she was wanting suggestions for your favorite dip to munch on while rooting for your favorite teams or tailgates. My go to dip is called "Bleu Cheese Chips" and is a total pour and go. Three very simple ingredients...<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378426145868405074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8PdscRRe1KjKTcK67xjCgjAa2UoZXQJJK-EIMXI3raKFqVkflLnR2xHCY1SrcKyAImcAJNEft0fgLrEZpfUXnb2JzrcnmwZGbP6cz9YmS108KMKY7Zw7VfnjFLy0vy0ZyrVWfGLdF-VdF/s320/thumbseasaltblackpepper.jpg" border="0" /> Kettle Chips, Sea Salt and Cracked Black Pepper.<br />+PLUS+<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378426140125083378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjskusrkSoSEUvCDq0u-cfir2P80WpETJ6Zu7w1MkrqquZgPD1Sazcte_H_Lv4_RWwJ3Ikc_cf7ERNaJVxcQpXqvqCKXvMkBQRWNzBPWkVUh8cZjseHK7nFiDQR042k15LU-AoL64yOT3WD/s320/pico.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Prepared Pico de Gallo from your produce section.<br /></div><div align="center">+PLUS+<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378426136254267730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWTFh-hWLPEZPBcx8staw_xS0rFjHlvTcUygdqHurEuE96FU0kVtiSoehH4oS10rNM4aBAWZfp6h2zAcfZO3ia7OJ4nRQah1yQvr4VCDyvYBNwMMkmtUvHvBzEpXI_xgoUJEa6BVusc-W/s320/blue+cheese.jpg" border="0" />Small Container of Bleu Cheese Crumbles.</div><div align="center">= HeAvEn!!!!</div><div align="left"><br />Here is the process...Get a nice size serving bowl like a pasta bowl. Pour chips into bowl. (Tip: cut the bottom of the bag and pour out of the bottom where all the "Uglies"(crumbles and broken chips) are first, that way they are in the bottom of your bowl). Then pour your prepared pico de gallo over the the top of chips and sort of spread it out. (No need to drain) Then sprinkle the small container of bleu cheese crumbles on top. Don't mix it up, it sort of looks like a pile of nachos. Put a nice large serving spoon to the side. Viola!!! It holds up well because the chips are so thick. If you want to you can pop it in the oven and melt the cheese a bit to add a twist to it. You will be the HIT of the party. It looks like something so special, but it sooo easy!!! I get giddy thinking about someone else trying this because it is so delicious!!! CrAzY SiMpLe ToO!!!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigZTmSSx-CpcuimDziKJt3YqpgJuR5qFS46z1sUOZ1KTnMMt6W5Qg2Pwh7_3CcPkMGZ4aD-_7ztDtMfwVrOBMmrvp60hYzQsrcpwDM53Bv90VW8ymzsplir3pd3x0-PscSE4NEq3KO_Jn0/s1600-h/amysigntest1copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378431913926127858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigZTmSSx-CpcuimDziKJt3YqpgJuR5qFS46z1sUOZ1KTnMMt6W5Qg2Pwh7_3CcPkMGZ4aD-_7ztDtMfwVrOBMmrvp60hYzQsrcpwDM53Bv90VW8ymzsplir3pd3x0-PscSE4NEq3KO_Jn0/s320/amysigntest1copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-7267129217089115762009-09-05T13:48:00.013-05:002009-09-05T17:37:41.171-05:00Show Us Your Life~School Pictures<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUh9k5wViSlkJDadjymAkBSBlk5dyqQ8MZsLY24jGs-hE_vQtZ0Wv1_sevbK1tJE6NbpsLH9tH-0bU9EbHSB9y7Hc_BWegNcWiFA2_yyl_yEhkCn0al0xY5i868RRXSHzPTZyWZFCL2sho/s1600-h/KellyShowUs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378112733835725202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUh9k5wViSlkJDadjymAkBSBlk5dyqQ8MZsLY24jGs-hE_vQtZ0Wv1_sevbK1tJE6NbpsLH9tH-0bU9EbHSB9y7Hc_BWegNcWiFA2_yyl_yEhkCn0al0xY5i868RRXSHzPTZyWZFCL2sho/s320/KellyShowUs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left">This week on Kelly's Korner she is having everyone show their old school pictures. I don't really have access to old school pictures from "the good old days" since my mom has all of those at her house so I thought I would show pics of my boys and the first days of school this year. I have been wanting to post about the first day of school, but time has just escaped me and plus I have just been just too tired from starting as a school nurse at the brand new elementary school here. WHEW!!! I'm tired!!<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="left">One of the biggest traditions of starting school is getting in the mail a letter from your new teacher. This is the way that the kids find out whose class they are going to be in. I will never forget when Big Boy got his first letter for Kindergarten. I started crying because Mrs. English had told the class to wear something red, white, or blue for the first day of school since it was the school's colors and we had just bought a cute red and white polo shirt for the first day. I thought that was just precious and that was when I knew I would be in a heck of a mess the first day of school if I was already crying over the teacher letter!!!<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378094217829940610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNycHOZPUlMmA_8EuLfW2trsBwCuBUpMn4vxOAsu1BMrREgZ0SOq5yBrYlbBYd71fIHREBwXa1oBr7nUTaggHRsAkXt5F41Uaenk2LLxP_Z8IuJeEl9Tz-ZRuhRmD6K3NikT6Nqp4UZEe_/s320/Back+to+School+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="left">Since I am a school nurse I had to go back to work when the teachers did. So my mom came and stayed with us and the boys during my while I was back at work. I made her PROMISE me that she would take a picture of the boys opening their teacher letters. They had been stalking the mailman and I knew there was NO way they would wait until Big Daddy and I got home from work.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378094214795832018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAttcPVaTdS7iPtt8H6GFf7LyyIqy8mk4Y1qZLCrW27uMe8R0sOUXAygYPl47tcZN-rhdSFvekv7ih_nR2WcoSJF3Uyu1xx-aVOn-h1rHFxgDDjFKZJQsN0RfxzCrY0d5644lFaZeH9YTf/s320/Back+to+School+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">WhooHooo!!! We got the teachers we were hoping for!! Big Boy got Mrs. Angie Butler and Little Man has Mrs. Laura Gongos. Both are some of my favorite teachers at their school. We are already off to a great start!<br /></div><br /><div align="left">The next big event was Meet The Teacher night. This is the Thursday night before school starts and the students get to meet their teachers, bring their school supplies, buy spirit wear, put money in lunch accounts, and sign up for tons of volunteer opportunities. Of course, I couldn't go with the boys because I had to be at my new school this year. Big Daddy was on his own with some help from my mom. He did manage to get a few pictures for me. Thanks Memommie!!</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378094205553632290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqfGj9uwph4RIsD5FqlKN9Vn_hvyYJYPCwkVr04EUU-VuAZUM2M3TbGe5N5xPOlNmcQ5cg4psOJZdhSAbHqitr23CzkiikFLoc0kHaoPwIniUw6WWTC-KtWUFr3-RGP8pHPmupd7s_L1Lm/s320/Back+to+School+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="left">My baby is starting Kindergarten this year and he is so excited. I made for each teacher chalkboard painted buckets with goodies like Clorox wipes, hand sanitizer(the nurse in me), extra school supplies, bottle of Smart Water, and snacks from my boys. Little Man is giving his to his sweet new teacher.</div><br /><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378094195889474370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7sXCbbntwttcw2RK_hzh607KDzJZ1gapb1V1YPZAGozPXq6oivPX_zPuKbk333fewIhPTcd4fAcVnHqHHOXJe4A-44xL1A7Q0D5QTyzNz-vjSyrbexhQejNHhNM58q6iAyfCf3K87jQac/s320/Back+to+School+2009+012.JPG" border="0" />Unwrapping the school supplies that we bought LAST MARCH!!! Yes!! At Kindergarten Registration Round-up. I LOVE LOVE the wrap packs!!! No driving around town looking for that special sized construction paper, plus it all goes in a community stack anyway.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378094193619476786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-ZB7M7mZdHzjCJZNnSvkYf6Z8YFoF55mUsw2UgSdh2pSfakbe7wU1KOcW5hkMtcbH1TSfE47vON2kls3cEpXuYPEBgEScOohcQMklzm2Dyb9LKoQqQKS8WeIW9TY-FPDhlQ3DEJED15X/s320/Back+to+School+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /><br />WHOA!!! Third grade!! Our school is two-story and it is a BIG DEAL moving to the second floor. 3rd-6th are upstairs.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378092775769490322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gHV7l8jz-dYWNWsSOZ9sRWrWzxEqEV4RxRhbteBt5nBH-K_4nnN82roIX5VYCc1GpsS9kd4PQU_I5B5_qbEAOpLwAwxFFLwpE-snYnJnojldTbhHjd0j8e9qLgA25G2PDhe3MJlxH1KP/s320/Back+to+School+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /> Big Boy had to go right out the back doors of the school after a quick Meet The Teacher to get to football practice. Poor thing had to wear his football pads/pants and cleats to Meet The Teacher. So much for looking cute and dressed up!!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378092765942814450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhTHYJiLdghBvbzVzn4taFa_LhIqivGq8p-XDU23VB-E0T82SmRGDrDPVe_YA3Ls77A-pjpMhHz-ZLAwOR273hlMpLP86gXNMuwgYSzuE7_03YLMoahLmf4pJbPupWae_f2q8kWjrmWCw/s320/Back+to+School+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /><br />Little Man checking out what it feels like to sit in Big Bros. 3rd grade desk. I think he likes it!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378092748728688770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuUx3B9R8sjPOlJJfAQdZp-c9C96jA2fUScsS-8kEdnFK99ynfLRuLVhIsVAw81tEPgJGFsIOvHcEwBrrCpfDPZz1Jqk9gAY5GLAgedTgWjqIF6hzG0sF9QTd9bMDihlL2a6wIPCgkRn7K/s320/Back+to+School+2009+018.JPG" border="0" />Big Boy and Mrs. Butler<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="left">On the first day of school I make signs for the boys to hold that shows their grade, year, and teacher's name. It is a tradition that we stole from my neighbor Judi and her family.<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378092742359173170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi81hB26FD4Txpycy192v2nvLR_2t7km2TV8ewCfjXFUJxDVFuagbpydfYhXQiSUdWxn75XGqKXGNBhH6DA1Ng1DFgwzmgGn05neHKHWjpH4899mjBCyDRaREIwlPKU88-cqlD8LQqLazsy/s320/Back+to+School+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /> The boys are sporting their new red, white, and blue school spirit wear shirts. Yes!! Both boy's letters told them again to wear the school's colors. I swear I didn't cry this year!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378088904397518578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm7Xt9YTBBYMj5tbYioBnrjGihrS22xiM4nIkssjCzbtO8nNAq-4a475yk6uZ4geITTCe5DNXkEoRI5lvF8N7GQm-rHNRqHB22XhImPYV2O7O0M6hOibtQVNjK-A90BlBEJYqzy1zNoi6o/s320/Back+to+School+2009+020.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378088902033897762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTf7nv4O8NSibSNqAPsjdKAFps4q3THC4tPtTGYQD4r2_TSXbNs5_mwN9dZleEL7mLf-wXVmzKrkLz0n2Q7GfTj2kdzmm7-PBVcd5TZv32bscyqqFU0rx5EiQYpGBqKlIVr_nUagoc_97g/s320/Back+to+School+2009+023.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="left">I tried real hard not to think about not being with my boys on the first day of school. My mom was a teacher and she was never there at my school with me. My dad had to do all the duty on the first day of school. I don't think I am warped or was emotionally disturbed by it, so I think they will survive without their Momma there.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378088890975150946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQbEwmDYYzh0HO89edkKCS7C0k-qhTjGws-h-3uRDVwYSfA5bTv0EZZ-UKZDpeuxzJScpjYNwTFaeBZzQacUvxmB7_lADJsCy9Clk9I_U6InpL5WxzAumwlmAccP25aSkws2TniZJIrjT/s320/Back+to+School+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /><br />Big Boy is looking like he is the only one who has a parent snapping pictures!!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378088884833528018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4gyUcjpQH8KFk_REH73NyQXxyF2Q7sb-JWHfLJ0TDMyoRDUs-4tj-vwZdIZfsMO2EoCQh5w3vMA8KFOE5aPiMhG0laY4JyM3-iWaPYPRVZh_OoR8dwveS53mtLKgMVDzXJyE5BUNyOHVY/s320/Back+to+School+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /> Come on DUDE!!! Just one more with a smile for your Momma, and I'll get out of here and leave you alone!!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378088875552640898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidtQ86DTdsWeBO4xR2IOl5JMjahJr5XLsZZEDh2jVSiHHeOPsfwDLWOLdg2mOencBBT2Mz1iCHmWnVB64_ssDPlvhHuT647vpM82-BPTxpWUmyPgShLgi0tQiZRuLiEgVjscjQpAnRh7qO/s320/Back+to+School+2009+028.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">I can't believe my big boy is a third grader!!!</div><br /><br />I also wanted to show you my entry way table and iron tree. I love to decorate it for back to school. It starts out the fall decorations and this means the pumpkins and fall leaves are not too far away...<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378087505503811458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAZodxZKrjGp7Ad86HIq4SMUi1RrxaQ2xAwdn0Nxb5TEyyXZqnbXahIniR0AOe7heH1lTqtR6ctYAPJnMWMd73r_wAcsC0zVjTd18OXNtE6BAjQSAS5Km_rGliSG1YxQWjYrjCVLomficj/s320/Back+to+School+2009+092.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378087497231397970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiThNOT38ltyGyJdGV14gmYFPm4vsnzrf8iEsIcFCjHe0tNOGlMTx7aC_EC9RsChjCRnP78a5SLo9l_BzztLvM5Ja1Qd39jAJaM7tOfFE1FNZSM67j4shK3uKUI0ZFIxSYPtl19TfcShyphenhyphenvp/s320/Back+to+School+2009+093.JPG" border="0" /> I put their pictures from the first day of school in the little school house picture frames.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378087494553462866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZfqu7xCb1nKtbxIhVArAh0xRqlvoXbI9fnEiownsVrQiaX-l7tESK_QXMHOMaT0e5gxXK3zQpknxf_oyx8B_L0p3vnJjqvQJk6Nf53KjcJE4CaS4C8BAKP6VsLRMz6pjtyYGoCEuIzjRu/s320/Back+to+School+2009+094.JPG" border="0" /><br />I found these ornaments at Hobby Lobby this year. I have been looking for those little paper mache' apple ornaments that come by the dozen and can't find them anymore. You would think Hobby Lobby would have them since they have had Christmas decorations since May.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378087484883208594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrg5XIpR-BQBZ2ot4pxtPgR_8iYs5cTQK5PFH4w75Rn9M2FG-63WJuT-DBg0mL1arjxU9KshwmOJ8vFrBIjCNqAiHCOrCZTRLDj9QkYMc_uz5-LbmqNmorBFakr67eI70SKGV-i1p0QUoP/s320/Back+to+School+2009+095.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378087476008435122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWwFCLca9NLH7rxbEqoLeC91NAaxifs-tzH7Kyl8ysx7qrp0c6PtCPF6YnpLMdBiLEYjjnJ5iAqU7iGJxOqbEbFy-LoWAStN6V31km1PKPNC86elxvXDPfBasrUbVMQ1gR7qDKWVSLyOp0/s320/Back+to+School+2009+096.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p></p><br /><p align="left">I looked forever for a school garden flag. I don't love this one, but it works! We have gotten off to a wonderful start to school. Now its time to get down to work!! </p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p align="left"><img style="WIDTH: 132px; HEIGHT: 89px" height="89" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v381/frenzynae/randomgraphics/amysigntest1copy.jpg" width="356" /></p></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-23554630854188517942009-08-14T02:37:00.009-05:002009-08-14T04:11:15.078-05:00Sweet Home Alabama~Gulf Shores<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmoCiafU9qz4dEedi4yqCZW7i7tzZ0mYCrq_BA_pHRMw8yy1VXCd5YpLAGVY6CdfvD4dBhThkeQe1eyS4YGYnh-aUoB6WC12OsTTxCZ9qRqxL6h61DicIK85zQU09JNwlObomf01DyjzV/s1600-h/KellyShowUs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369739426976304466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmoCiafU9qz4dEedi4yqCZW7i7tzZ0mYCrq_BA_pHRMw8yy1VXCd5YpLAGVY6CdfvD4dBhThkeQe1eyS4YGYnh-aUoB6WC12OsTTxCZ9qRqxL6h61DicIK85zQU09JNwlObomf01DyjzV/s320/KellyShowUs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left">Welcome to another installment of <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">Kelly's Korner</a>~Show Us Your Life. This week Kelly is featuring favorite vacation spots. Welcome to our Sweet Home Alabama. The Hargrove Clan has made Gulf Shores, Alabama our summer beach tradition. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369722671310381042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP2XyAL_YUDfJECBT2MBtvkDdqHJ6GhKrs8O5O4I2rD3maddW61uWqUOh01v2liAMsz51EncL4FhPosdqO65fo98i0VWwxbmOirhFKrwBdRtHmq6rk40OC-N5p7AzYdy7buKFrol1ZQuWD/s320/summer+2009+543.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369723792019704114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ8NZ2uoXkC2bG7mCfTEKJ4Tvc8WTQKFN9an1Ft3BCyImIDXFinAgTXo_P1EfBOsNqsR4HYv07fk2gEqzM2oWqp7vZmwRHKl_s3vohqZH0CKfsbTB29NDDa_QjZDFYVbaC3AUlNiUdn_yE/s320/summer+2009+571.JPG" border="0" /> We fell in love with beach vacations 10 years ago when we first went to Destin Florida with my sister's family. We can hardly wait to sink our feet to the white sugary sandy beaches each summer.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369721513380392530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFsYJXXc-GX87j7maN65XIg5uYg1ucCYzF1llwo_oFX2h9bDUz5VIIMtQD6Ov5lBcuP7qG3TOdIncPNZdQfJ6UTUQuQaC_3Wc7bMpEROECNDJaa6JYyLXq2N5yTwKjmeWMGkyEFzem0bID/s320/Summer+2009+080.JPG" border="0" />We pretty much just hang out at the beach most of the days, then head to the pool , then back to the beach, etc... This year we invited our friends The Arrington's to come along and we had a total blast. It was so fun for our boys to have friends to play with 24/7.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369721550891975202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ipW4ooClN3Gefl8B69cdChHMe-egX0xmgu4SWaEItgksxpaFW1uXhiZcrWlFta6PlwSsP_YA_8MKnwTFmumgdHGt0HJ45acaa5F8qSFt9LkwoPW7xsfcbBSs50n6TK-otk7tXZWGwT1n/s320/Summer+2009+111.JPG" border="0" /><br />We have always stayed at The Beach Club at Fort Morgan and love it!!! It is out from Gulf Shores, but well worth the few extra milesbecause it has a real resort feel to it. This is what I love to do the most at the beach, sit under the umbrellas and read. Check out the boy's trench in front of our chairs.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzyKgd81OWa_8_DuboKtyj4bw8NtDMWwmlmBdMFgt0E7dBh-DFcTel_lY2mTOlIOFo7jwfy_NjoAXMqxkyKmx7UXcul75k9C4vijxIOEzD9UsOZIuRePXG-vPOmmSTcMq7gHjNmlNwmv1/s1600-h/summer+2009+535.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369722660457336370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzyKgd81OWa_8_DuboKtyj4bw8NtDMWwmlmBdMFgt0E7dBh-DFcTel_lY2mTOlIOFo7jwfy_NjoAXMqxkyKmx7UXcul75k9C4vijxIOEzD9UsOZIuRePXG-vPOmmSTcMq7gHjNmlNwmv1/s320/summer+2009+535.JPG" border="0" /></a> A little "Hot Box" on the lawn. Why is it baseball is never too far out of our minds??<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369721530798511746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6h7lIjXQu2B6k3TeO2qmj2gjpxHM4geEtgWGJYizsyS_NglJis8xvLALVIFYRsvwicM8v_PEcr1qDN0rUOnsEXRtKUVg28ywigUHgwSslEi_K0_CB_LRuTx4f228ii37kZet0I0l83C5X/s320/Summer+2009+094.JPG" border="0" /> Of course, our other main activity is EATING!!!! This is our clan eating at Lulu's. LuLu's has gotten so big a popular now. When we first starting going to Gulf Shores, it was a little bitty place and now it has tuned into a money making empire!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Sj2p7uce44lwHTItmgZVrKqxdoYMbu9E7vU0vB_9ZLH1Wy3LsEl5-saN2gpBHaYMtQYY98TsAVrBWNu2EruS_NytIi5bbtgA24NwBUPcVYvMYl2CnujQ6M9J209Hxj50pifUYXTWZnoa/s1600-h/Summer+2009+104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369721525595119986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Sj2p7uce44lwHTItmgZVrKqxdoYMbu9E7vU0vB_9ZLH1Wy3LsEl5-saN2gpBHaYMtQYY98TsAVrBWNu2EruS_NytIi5bbtgA24NwBUPcVYvMYl2CnujQ6M9J209Hxj50pifUYXTWZnoa/s320/Summer+2009+104.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, what would be a trip to Gulf Shores without eating at Lambert's? Home of the "throwed" roll! If you have never been there, it is a Gulf Shores MUST!!! They actually throw their delicious yeast rolls to you. The kids love this place and the food is so good and cheap!!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369738636687673442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9TUqo8NEnI6PfPyIKPRRKMq4irGfkPtXm6mDpWHVJRHMPREs03LbvdB4aS4sHPHmKpLLXwJ6ACYOevVAmZDq-Rxxb8xUMMY1G2fs-MrgbDMEWLpD6HGydYe5mpwZ3rQp9out9dorb-_tR/s320/iphone+pictures+069.JPG" border="0" /><br />We also went to a new place called The Hangout. Very Fun!! I would say it is like Lulu's meets Joe's Crab Shack.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369722655914927250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrEwt8er1UY6e9EGWP5OhW_oElFhZQpN331KidlfqBtCt4JIz21C8dcxBwGW3QBkflWhJcvOZ49COWbLShsNvyktICuS7yRwsnVKOReonhAMpeNmrLUGAO3l4254aPzLJmSKE8bMq4qTo/s320/summer+2009+533.JPG" border="0" /><br />If you have ever been to Gulf Shores, you know where this is...Souvenir City. The best place to buy those souvenirs.<br /><br /><br />We also spent one day at Waterville, the local waterpark. We usually do this mid-week to break up the beach for the boys. This was particularly fun because our boys experienced a roller coaster for the first time. Look at Little Man's face in the last seat...it says it all.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369721543683495730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirsS73-nJEPEmkAyqjxNfSNhwyNb4408HF9Qe0TP5jqfjkit4sQX55ympJ2gpv0_hSKi5S_sDfwS81MboULKoztoordLEI5KDrT3OSa0fWuovP2YB6g7JD0pEXj9rzyn0BZ7DayMmMdhDl/s320/Summer+2009+125.JPG" border="0" /> Pure Delight!<br /><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369727630504022738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAuQHPHVigucNEg77rplpq8Z83lxSS7G2JJktBzEqAM7ZEjAHWazdmGDa1LYU_mBjs28iutNHqE6iLZcjZlm3NJwxGcms2bA2WyedYNjY7ZAbduPjaN4QeyOcrCJizMeo7I7yOJGIGJkCa/s320/Summer+2009+131.JPG" border="0" />A visit to The Track to ride go-carts<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369722678247697746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeKdTObMvyMx_AwmIyN62LUoPoGsEWuDpcYqGjT0aBoSJI_xYzRMFiwk_FFldRk53ReO6GLeaJTB-D2_q6OcbFOahVhQfIdUI-I1PiVc1qisMdcJmFmu0vp65LWCcwJmJqZYqO5A0oh8Hd/s320/summer+2009+559.JPG" border="0" /><br />One of the things that I love most about this trip is that is full of family time without all the distractions of work, home, school, sports, etc... We just get to enjoy being together. We ( Me) wanted to take some pictures on the beach. The last two times we had a photographer come out and take our pictures and I am so glad we didn't this time because it was so windy. I can't believe I wasted one minute fixing my hair....that was 30 minutes of my life that was totally wasted that I will never get back. It looked a total mess!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369722686162506418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_lDbHTAxGsrCdd45ER2uuCGOZkrra84xSCf3BHMjDbBljLv8m93aOr8q5C4oGJ7rswaLdILjX_07bDViBu7YBXdVW9hZPDrrmCM33fHHgqIVagXUdgRJve0fVQgsg0FkG025vpaRTr7M_/s320/summer+2009+562.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />However, I did get a good one of my boys. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369740333647147554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjny-J9FzmL3tp8mGM-psYkb7wqwHiqic3WB6IM1Yzb5yfUPa38NuxOKywOKXdtxnPgQ7r9NxNqcDmZYhY3VMS1a5frVPPhk-meMeBaAvX7g44lTKgTlYNLunOa4_vZunV1Uu1wnnNv1Uds/s320/summer+2009+584.JPG" border="0" /><br />While we were on vacation, Big Daddy and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369723799931374482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCplpKlMrjQETpgPWsCf6BfAgyfb7vO3qxtotzXag0s4piPS1NDJUiMVjuISoY-xv1_sGGw_LcSdeV-Oicw2QVAk21F71pX1vmBjyvVnYYTPquno4uHg3auH9knJ6DCB7s7kc-jsCP53-/s320/summer+2009+577.JPG" border="0" /><br />pause...sigh..., ok back to reality...<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369723815050727554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqIEaDCtEaAPwUP5g0dgIu7b1xYzxHYczsr6_3AaMjWsIRMhl1n1Ey-1iYBCfI5h24JxzAyfk4BZknzyIEn_WsQMrhOuKfTmcIhFpGl7WAZmIzPbmEnXIFj91DSYfYraxrvAMeqlU4WcKx/s320/summer+2009+590.JPG" border="0" /> </div><br /><div align="center">We had a wonderful time making memories with our friends. </div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369723808021423602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPyK40MoTz_ZRjZOkU2-kRAP1Tq9m01F6cNsoF96S0JrK9gu7o7KpfmcV2M4yLAmxlAj7DYMp3uZ9xfmyGIcxWAQLyec73Fj0xk6jGk1oNoUB8_Ww8bKBstQvOuKmLkL6Llyls4GbLa7R3/s320/summer+2009+583.JPG" border="0" /><br />Bye, Gulf Shores...we will see you next year...<br /><br /></div><div align="left"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v381/frenzynae/randomgraphics/amysigntest1copy.jpg" /></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-31209178826429803162009-08-02T12:49:00.006-05:002009-08-02T17:30:41.168-05:00Be Still...And Glue A Few Cracks<div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="left">You know that it has been a long summer and time to start thinking about getting back into the routine of school when you have this.....</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365486807405798946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga0qIc6M3E6Ij6-mt8-CSC9My3xqKrUwX9bDtDqrX7YQSr9-nxQuzhs8P0LfkqtNuKfNQV2QsyUTM_L6MfBhNaTbbiK4lEabF30ZLODJVOxvJ4BACSSEHhDHMF1ILbg2_xIXtSJPySN6ZW/s320/summer+2009+599.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">plus this....</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365486800134587074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8dhFY2gjtYvCqMKFx3An0K30HU8L7Z9Te25LNqfqqOnI2Nv1SOUu_Nk8vYBL5blVq6pnlKoq5G8XRxTMFzWRdGdLnZobhROEt2MfEq9oqH-33PPwvWP9Xl-l7xtaJLgark6_9v8YEPapQ/s320/summer+2009+600.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><br />equals this...<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365486795353998162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIcw8621SWc27qmpwk7-6czHcNMAURYNcnTtb0Byud91oVneVnqBRfviQzx3uDzbJM3Lv7eLB__pPxN2w6hjfxyddqpiTqUVKPVdLNZgZKQjv7Cfqj0f8-gXBhQskQ4uHZSTKHACbR9FXb/s320/summer+2009+598.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><br />Uh Oh, not a good thing.<br /><br /></p><br />Let me start by saying, I was not having my finest parenting moment(s). My big boy and I had already been at sorts with each other earlier in the day when I felt he was being ungrateful for something I had done for him. He is too much like me and has a big problem with pride; and he had done a little self imposed time out in his room. Big Daddy kept telling me that I needed to talk to him and tell him he could come out of his room...well, I never sent him to his room in the first place, he left and went up there on his own devices. Why should I tell him to come out? Quite frankly I was enjoying that the family room TV was off for what seemed like the first time all summer and I could not hear iCarly or Wizards of Whatever.<br /><br />He later came down as they were all going to our elementary school to work on baseball (little man has a try-out for a select team tomorrow). Some how big boy had a brain lapse and thought nothing of playing with a beach ball that was in the house. That is when I heard the crashing and tumbling of things...I have never quite seen that shade of green on my big boy...especially when he had to bring me the broken "momma bird". I was fuming and grateful that they were leaving for a while. I was in dire need of a self imposed time out.<br /><br />I sat down after they were gone and went to work on momma bird, both of us "momma birds". I kept telling myself that this was a 3.99 trinket from Garden Ridge, why was I so mad? Good golly!! Do I want my babies to think of me later as a mom that always loses her cool?? Do I have to much pride to be the first one to speak and make up? Sister you are the adult here!!!<br /><br />As I glued and put her back together, I thought we are all alot like this broken momma bird. We all have moments that we snap, someone throws a ball at us and knocks us off our rockers, or we're just not equipped, but we most of the time can easily be fixed with little or no damage done. I would rather bear the cracks, than my precious babies bear the cracks any day. Food for thought. Thank you Jesus for this learning moment! I am listening!<br /><br />Momma bird is mended has returned to watching over her nest... Thank goodness there is a Big Daddy bird tending the nest with her.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365486785107864306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29CkSmFaljmmXe24y-FewhKicotPMc_VPD-5UIsBknOOR0l4so9LD54D-lNC-a0lWqnlmGBgVFgFmWzUneJBLnZId5iKdVrnogUoGJOO9Fv0x3KdV9N6emJ2B9gBCib0KUjWrTUJoJCLA/s320/summer+2009+604.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v381/frenzynae/randomgraphics/amysigntest1copy.jpg" />Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-45390121244484913602009-07-20T00:42:00.002-05:002009-07-20T00:52:16.134-05:00Not Your Everyday Scrambled Eggs!!Welcome to the new look of Scrambled Eggs!!! I won a blog makeover from <a href="http://tricia-naeblogdesign.blogspot.com/">Tricia Nae </a>and she did a great job of re-designing my blog!! Thanks Tricia!! I have a lot to post from the last week. I turned the unmentionable BIG 4-0 and my fabulous friends and family helped ease the pain by helping me celebrate. I also just returned from a beach vacation and have pictures to post of our relaxin, chillaxin good time, but gotta get the groceries bought and the laundry done then I will get them posted. <br /><br /> <img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v381/frenzynae/randomgraphics/amysigntest1copy.jpg" />Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-28721844634574175792009-07-04T00:01:00.002-05:002009-07-07T22:18:19.192-05:00Let Freedom Ring!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNIDY3kGxJtrKS8lNRl79MILt6x175qWzdqjWFXE90Ac3FlR7cgQo5YPnE7uWR3I9dKVk3emfnKTiLXOObiTotoxa1wjqCi6K96AgRdI9jZ8XXXxxq4c9y8_C5ad0KE5KBZpxKPmbWfaJ2/s1600-h/backyard+031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353981217073164482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNIDY3kGxJtrKS8lNRl79MILt6x175qWzdqjWFXE90Ac3FlR7cgQo5YPnE7uWR3I9dKVk3emfnKTiLXOObiTotoxa1wjqCi6K96AgRdI9jZ8XXXxxq4c9y8_C5ad0KE5KBZpxKPmbWfaJ2/s320/backyard+031.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love the 4th of July and love to decorate for the 4th of July even more. I think there is such a long break from Easter to another holiday and that is why I love to decorate for it so much. We are going to my mom's (Meemommie's) for the 4th of July and it is full of family traditions, but I thought I would share my entry way decor for the 4th. I got this cute pillow at Hobby Lobby last year, but I saw it again there this year.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPBUkppyDkRwvhbffxuwn0a1zceS0n8Ai6w1-nU81AoNFR7Z1-_jV-7TTGPXTKnI2gXSJWKUu_RkNDDF5OwZbo2sn5bvPVefTe8wqzjvbBbbCCXwqq_hDUl2KAV8FR5M4vWU_qpJrh2xq/s1600-h/backyard+027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353981212011827746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPBUkppyDkRwvhbffxuwn0a1zceS0n8Ai6w1-nU81AoNFR7Z1-_jV-7TTGPXTKnI2gXSJWKUu_RkNDDF5OwZbo2sn5bvPVefTe8wqzjvbBbbCCXwqq_hDUl2KAV8FR5M4vWU_qpJrh2xq/s320/backyard+027.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love to decorate the entry way. I do something here all the time. I had to adjust some of the decor to incorporate the hard earned baseball trophies from the end of the season. They have found their way up to the boy's bedrooms and Big Daddy's office.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBJ06-TYa_AQtQg0CDEEFa5ZWdmqC2uqgGOXomwWEiIfbqBx2DHsC3klL4VduwlxNvKo-Aqa84vAxRLus-loT-AjPiNdhJkX2NV4_rnb-7fyxZZCbGHxyivxKfVbNfpMKzOQYWTZLvrXp/s1600-h/backyard+030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980789370050754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBJ06-TYa_AQtQg0CDEEFa5ZWdmqC2uqgGOXomwWEiIfbqBx2DHsC3klL4VduwlxNvKo-Aqa84vAxRLus-loT-AjPiNdhJkX2NV4_rnb-7fyxZZCbGHxyivxKfVbNfpMKzOQYWTZLvrXp/s320/backyard+030.JPG" border="0" /></a> I bought this iron tree a couple of years ago and have LOVED it!! I love figuring out a theme for it for each season or holiday. I found these lanterns in the dollar section at Target last summer. Perfect!!!<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4q4PvTty2WGw0cu5FkN4FTSvL3jiq-Hey1qGq5DhMsrUy8vJmB47C9AFE0VGgJLy12zNcoqeFg1bWr3uKrDyLg4ZcYd4ST687pgmCY_nBvwJg3WDp8BV-hyNA5dhYCnvzbnu71DHMtu3G/s1600-h/backyard+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980784399404258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4q4PvTty2WGw0cu5FkN4FTSvL3jiq-Hey1qGq5DhMsrUy8vJmB47C9AFE0VGgJLy12zNcoqeFg1bWr3uKrDyLg4ZcYd4ST687pgmCY_nBvwJg3WDp8BV-hyNA5dhYCnvzbnu71DHMtu3G/s320/backyard+034.JPG" border="0" /></a> Uncle Sam and Lady Liberty<br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjltVQME5UyseRWFvNixYeyUFXYL6_lY8MxcWsb6cwrLyTg-dCJuyG7ZQ5vF__KTAJXpjY_R3Ow62HOMd_smNrRfTkNgzvGL0aETdExHE3p4CK6x1BTbWCjn0tUiq2I0eVl8V0xYv1fLL0v/s1600-h/backyard+032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980779468671186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjltVQME5UyseRWFvNixYeyUFXYL6_lY8MxcWsb6cwrLyTg-dCJuyG7ZQ5vF__KTAJXpjY_R3Ow62HOMd_smNrRfTkNgzvGL0aETdExHE3p4CK6x1BTbWCjn0tUiq2I0eVl8V0xYv1fLL0v/s320/backyard+032.JPG" border="0" /></a>These red chairs are from Garden Ridge, sometimes we drag them out the front door and sit on the porch and watch the kids play in the cul-de-sac.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353986058150654770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwd-PLZOHkTjslrQwQVXQ3Al5j1GcXiv0fqVqwXmBbtokbsylB-0n-qPtUcj3A6-tGFn5rxHaF7aOPEtBfLdsw7ji06YrQZX4RvHU0kIxtJQOLg1qqLkj89IeZcDLgLgyDV3EZlB6oQ9rl/s320/backyard+033.JPG" border="0" /><br />My boys rooms are sort of Texas lodge, meets Americana, meets sports. So I snag these throw pillows from their beds this time of year.<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980762635416466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrUPlGKEutkoaAdQCan-24CRS0UAFlxHGL-_UzN6ppHh2IIY34OV5m0eHMGFqct3sCerc9Y4nNx0vkCkwiNgBs6kh8oha-0fvja7_x9QlYfzCi9RoMbnIQ9AA4vkoIVhyKO9GnAmiQa27F/s320/backyard+043.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-iiX4I1JmVucG0aCanqctRsIJ1lDSXGJ7ezAkYkW38AMQYsitOJrn8Ti1whd1ikH0E7yUt6QPyx8_6bgVvKjDSL7ybn5xAVHz81WnxfosNcT0RBICvUxEsy6oB5EDkcEHaCpTAxHa-aJY/s1600-h/backyard+022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980070840855410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-iiX4I1JmVucG0aCanqctRsIJ1lDSXGJ7ezAkYkW38AMQYsitOJrn8Ti1whd1ikH0E7yUt6QPyx8_6bgVvKjDSL7ybn5xAVHz81WnxfosNcT0RBICvUxEsy6oB5EDkcEHaCpTAxHa-aJY/s320/backyard+022.JPG" border="0" /></a> You can do alot of decorating with little flags from Dollar Tree. Poke 'em here...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFqBUolrxs_8uwxktIi0TE0v6DWS1awSTRP0S9_aug4-1BUAh9PIaalQRVPySo2Pn6UELsWysKC0Ckx8TDvmqWMdBtaAZFp_zpJE4utDJlbDeNAODPB12cIrjajMDzA7VW7RltzW09ky3/s1600-h/backyard+045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980063946976850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFqBUolrxs_8uwxktIi0TE0v6DWS1awSTRP0S9_aug4-1BUAh9PIaalQRVPySo2Pn6UELsWysKC0Ckx8TDvmqWMdBtaAZFp_zpJE4utDJlbDeNAODPB12cIrjajMDzA7VW7RltzW09ky3/s320/backyard+045.JPG" border="0" /></a> there... <div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig55DZ72x0MViyK66wPxONHIjpr3w9TFY3LUHvJefcokxpjO1MaT15wggx2X5PH4qoUlZiseE8ZQQSKw3iKf_fHNYBTtrlzva0mRekzOedezdQKR5BUQ6Dexfe4jnx7-5NmKTFWuyXJOXk/s1600-h/backyard+024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980038041122882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig55DZ72x0MViyK66wPxONHIjpr3w9TFY3LUHvJefcokxpjO1MaT15wggx2X5PH4qoUlZiseE8ZQQSKw3iKf_fHNYBTtrlzva0mRekzOedezdQKR5BUQ6Dexfe4jnx7-5NmKTFWuyXJOXk/s320/backyard+024.JPG" border="0" /></a> and everywhere!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353980056256338674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0rCw4FUy7HzYdOOnJ5JDqXI6wDKbFWeERNA6aKWCcVShyOS_n7el4SA8TjW7vT3-nHvWAk8iYh8DDGzJmgcRZiX8enYXpARxEkKoKb3WVxmk6pWogiZyNVTRMDiuOnP4II3H0vERalh7-/s320/backyard+041.JPG" border="0" /><br />Little bench on my front side porch, the bench is from Canton Trade Days. (It starts this weekend).</div><div align="justify">I will have lots of fun pictures from our trip and activities/festivities to post when I get back. My mom doesn't have Internet at her house, only at her little office. Maybe I can hi-jack off someone's wireless in her neighborhood.<br /></div><div align="justify">Everyone have a wonderful and safe Independence Day. Enjoy your families, traditions and make some new cherished memories. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-17574932861806887542009-07-02T13:31:00.008-05:002009-07-02T15:44:45.000-05:00Show Us Where You Live Fridays~Backyards<div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7RKY3i15s43vfCRUzolbD8b1vUcuuU2dnYQ1RRxLtEwfKEsvAD-U21yyDqh4wAIrtglZ6p1qzx4Y_fDliNIBmCEZL8bGSjL0OtbTcqH65Q2yLDlJ9j83_l__jxjCzXvVe6Fwfo7bqlSo/s1600-h/whereyoulivebutton.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353942991955534706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7RKY3i15s43vfCRUzolbD8b1vUcuuU2dnYQ1RRxLtEwfKEsvAD-U21yyDqh4wAIrtglZ6p1qzx4Y_fDliNIBmCEZL8bGSjL0OtbTcqH65Q2yLDlJ9j83_l__jxjCzXvVe6Fwfo7bqlSo/s320/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" /></a> Welcome back to <span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong><em><a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">Kelly's</a></em></strong></span> Tour of homes. This week she is featuring backyards (YES!) and garages (err...NO!) When she put out the schedule about 6 weeks ago (Spring) I thought I would be so excited to show our backyard, the flowering bushes, pots with plants, etc... Well, that was before this Texas heatwave and everything looks like it is about to kill over. Hello Summer in Texas!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLTL7Hr6AbNFQwNXZ5vh-snklMaGLF0z6pT1T_2wORU80heq2Dr25j77Kn2ot7FrtrVAwnlLBjPLvz62J3iVZ7biwApqAyWvnAdaVpIo6Vi82RefuLXghwd5wUzRu8AA8EPGGbEKkTBKyC/s1600-h/backyard+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353936107797953026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLTL7Hr6AbNFQwNXZ5vh-snklMaGLF0z6pT1T_2wORU80heq2Dr25j77Kn2ot7FrtrVAwnlLBjPLvz62J3iVZ7biwApqAyWvnAdaVpIo6Vi82RefuLXghwd5wUzRu8AA8EPGGbEKkTBKyC/s320/backyard+017.JPG" border="0" /></a> The pool looks refreshing doesn't it?? Well, its NOT...the water is 90 degrees. UGH!! This is just the first of July. Come August and September (our hottest time in North Texas) it will be a shrimp boil for my little shrimpies. Cue Margaritaville, oh yea, I already did that:-)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLF4mfvxrj9dEGJYXP82T35zawYFj9hTPEk10yS9iI8JHQJ8pStvh9qbKrM_-_TR6gO2FC-yhzh-ZyovAEubi5IHeQOh5Cm8J_LzZwzdgqmtdNePnxlO8b58D9Fr695HGaPmqEmFZFquL/s1600-h/backyard+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353935628993959570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLF4mfvxrj9dEGJYXP82T35zawYFj9hTPEk10yS9iI8JHQJ8pStvh9qbKrM_-_TR6gO2FC-yhzh-ZyovAEubi5IHeQOh5Cm8J_LzZwzdgqmtdNePnxlO8b58D9Fr695HGaPmqEmFZFquL/s320/backyard+006.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was out taking these pictures this morning and the temperature was already 97 degrees. I thought I better get them taken because we are expecting friends over to swim in a bit and the toys and floaties would be everywhere. We built the pool the end of 2007 and as Big Daddy says "we have gotten our monies worth." The boys swim for a bit, then they ride their bikes, then back to the pool, then some baseball or basketball, back in the pool..... you get the drift.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg813vTSbyxFeEQk3r0CjADJzWNcKnPxrQoGAvA4eBpKD6W8qf7Bqlkca_xO9VYVUvV0GzlNAZ-Lsu_ORBmWGNWWxMBVz5p7q244XvYYbXigkSNMyeWt1G5flYCCqVqAQcC6XwqE1bwHyEm/s1600-h/backyard+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353935619519653778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg813vTSbyxFeEQk3r0CjADJzWNcKnPxrQoGAvA4eBpKD6W8qf7Bqlkca_xO9VYVUvV0GzlNAZ-Lsu_ORBmWGNWWxMBVz5p7q244XvYYbXigkSNMyeWt1G5flYCCqVqAQcC6XwqE1bwHyEm/s320/backyard+005.JPG" border="0" /></a> Big Daddy and I each had our non-negotiables, his was the rock waterfall on the hot tub...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353961702830868370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2BsmPEbvnesXQauprdpQ6qkKfwQU49G875C5TwqqiuwVT_uBmWWhmfQJClsUmFA4dBOpVMw3tRudPEOnEj1KcUwGyo_8ALYgWR7caDlBYvW6CgGWVSI_Ylq70lDmXxl9oCsNZN9IImzDz/s320/backyard+039.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="center">....and the palm tree. He loves them, me not so much. Only at the beach.</div><div align="justify"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353934721536261058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCCnz7hJ2FBHf7Hmmr-GcRSg8XGJLsEUZm6IdJTM6bYdR8D0XaU4fbD5HzPv5dYRLcvEH7hjMg4gYJF-0TP-jrwUwICjITsl5taUQdUerpWuRzm1XYAOnwL1CASAxkZZjBXynL9zd6lRLo/s320/backyard+011.JPG" border="0" />Mine was the fireplace and sitting area. S'mores galore and plus it is a fun place to decorate.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353961700606574562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIw_ATrLN6WOquy-GF0y60Z0oqHlUb7swXszxI3m10XyNMkLDQlM7eo2AkqstBS0vvvtzHovKvnhGXegfJ6bm9KJaymF3a3Nwaf__x_tYSWFX0BlQzt7qSJYCTMXXxILnFT8oaNiqZUNN-/s320/backyard+037.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353936102136557170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKt5MqaPhXAaOca9i9UCxHimr3vKExp-ycRCPMEPchIw2qooFH7uMySW1OxqcqibByKMbWJg4DdY-aL6KQ4Izqievv5v4m7_B5j7lvs6u0p8kFYFQx2lzeAEpvSVq7heMmO-nf36RAa6vb/s320/backyard+013.JPG" border="0" /><br />I got this Smith and Hawken lantern last year at Target, but my sister has turned me onto these outdoor candles from Target. They are battery operated AND have a timer!! They are in the outdoor section at Target. I love walking by the windows and seeing the lanterns on out by the pool.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353934712928831922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGqmATwL8hglYPi_9-BCcExUPYQKnvXGKQ8d4lZfMjjH3Z2snildXVwkaLm4kB9DI1d_IgGVyCdF59AHuSsy5MuyRlgd-fyZluo8DQUSR1sDTiP6fhAYDHeHZySdfCpieMebXmUIPhH__/s320/backyard+012.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Looking back towards the house from the sitting area.<br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX2iuWgBXKUO5LHrMyoVBYFRQ241KgHs5hmd1T6rN5DRUZ2X7MTrwZr1B1pdaUUMg7XvMMnaAazYSoeTL40f6J3WZowpgWdtEmMRmUwVvPUKMozGQxJnybyzxxLzKbCLVsKcK74AAXmNZH/s1600-h/backyard+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353935617779186930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX2iuWgBXKUO5LHrMyoVBYFRQ241KgHs5hmd1T6rN5DRUZ2X7MTrwZr1B1pdaUUMg7XvMMnaAazYSoeTL40f6J3WZowpgWdtEmMRmUwVvPUKMozGQxJnybyzxxLzKbCLVsKcK74AAXmNZH/s320/backyard+007.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is under the patio and we love hanging out under here too. Big Daddy installed the TV out on the patio and I love to sit out here on the couch and watch Food Network and not be out in the sun so much.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWNN2Cd3gRBPvsCLZY82nZ7XWo8_7Gu-xHsTIbZObIYFvpupdZ_s983m2W1ZM0_WqyLUn3ecQkdb3xrbIvkKvJxBfSwOImIEFlg_GeY0M2I0IAskMrbPiLGVAEiHiLNDWRdAP-XBl2d3C/s1600-h/backyard+008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353935606603993714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWNN2Cd3gRBPvsCLZY82nZ7XWo8_7Gu-xHsTIbZObIYFvpupdZ_s983m2W1ZM0_WqyLUn3ecQkdb3xrbIvkKvJxBfSwOImIEFlg_GeY0M2I0IAskMrbPiLGVAEiHiLNDWRdAP-XBl2d3C/s320/backyard+008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We get to enjoy the back patio in cooler months with this patio heater. I love having the chance to sit outside when it is chillier, but we are all still toasty. This would be on my list of My Favorite Things if I were Oprah. Excuse the cruddy beach chairs, but we like to sit on them in the water on the tanning ledge. (once a country girl, always a country girl). My city girl friends all have them now too.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWh0W2np5pTB4WUjbrlGPdqUOEwipe016csCU3R0e_8JP2v1dJ2I3r_kUpr5c_0SLuftfrgQZOhx-SfQoFXyy4w4TFLUNU8zQV1SfXPgVogjwHAskkcO94wKXsCtTkHsAJaA-sLRYiJu_s/s1600-h/backyard+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353935602966240482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWh0W2np5pTB4WUjbrlGPdqUOEwipe016csCU3R0e_8JP2v1dJ2I3r_kUpr5c_0SLuftfrgQZOhx-SfQoFXyy4w4TFLUNU8zQV1SfXPgVogjwHAskkcO94wKXsCtTkHsAJaA-sLRYiJu_s/s320/backyard+009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />What would pool side be without "grab yourself a coozie for your beverage" from the basket 0'coozies?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzMw6VdPV7CefBSBM2nEGCqbuR5BRzSzIjHSBNVV7_H8k-HrhpHn5pfxgLv7J-bmDLdRNPzO7nh_UzIPvHcPapQ-sKJXYVi0fQVaZCAxNICfKQtN2Eb0gbQtT9GAIowUoepNF2B5KMYzE/s1600-h/backyard+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353934726184749426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzMw6VdPV7CefBSBM2nEGCqbuR5BRzSzIjHSBNVV7_H8k-HrhpHn5pfxgLv7J-bmDLdRNPzO7nh_UzIPvHcPapQ-sKJXYVi0fQVaZCAxNICfKQtN2Eb0gbQtT9GAIowUoepNF2B5KMYzE/s320/backyard+010.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Shoes, um I mean Crocs the boys footwear of choice during summer by the back door. Funny to see how each one wears the straps. Front or back??<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9zkA1MVGcY_6oaOR4hvyAthKqVG5SqqbG-J0cyMjcW_za2r0oIvUOOHGTw5ckK68Tat2TUnraviq0XhLg5nDEDTlFdHaMjsGBQlaP3ieuUb4r7qFz06w0R_sEoua8B4ndOoE8QRu_L2L/s1600-h/backyard+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353934710760402882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9zkA1MVGcY_6oaOR4hvyAthKqVG5SqqbG-J0cyMjcW_za2r0oIvUOOHGTw5ckK68Tat2TUnraviq0XhLg5nDEDTlFdHaMjsGBQlaP3ieuUb4r7qFz06w0R_sEoua8B4ndOoE8QRu_L2L/s320/backyard+019.JPG" border="0" /></a> Big Daddy and his Dad built our arbor. Big Daddy was like, I know why those are so expensive to have built. He doesn't want to have to do that again anytime soon.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-LDAD5j8kxhkX1AzQCnyDQAX-FovHwYr3mZFgFYV2PiH_f5B4cGta_w9nnSMkvZJpXOsJhNxjrUGCsj2vZquyEJgTnVJZN5PsJbnd8SiBl74E2IwEdgdWqXOFEgx0PUyVGkvTqIbRKU_u/s1600-h/backyard+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353934702079807954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-LDAD5j8kxhkX1AzQCnyDQAX-FovHwYr3mZFgFYV2PiH_f5B4cGta_w9nnSMkvZJpXOsJhNxjrUGCsj2vZquyEJgTnVJZN5PsJbnd8SiBl74E2IwEdgdWqXOFEgx0PUyVGkvTqIbRKU_u/s320/backyard+018.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is a close up to the finish on the decking. It has what they call a Tuscan finish. They do all the scoring for the tile look by hand and there is sand placed on top before it is dry to make it not as slick. It can be hot to walk on, but good golly, it is 101 this afternoon anything would be hot.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353961688705741778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp3Mt8RVZtG24-yA-3Q3L8XQd0Joh4GBK2LuTRxY9hvYkprwbelBlYwp_0PPOcAWpoqPGqyv3guvekdyQugBhIyKs-yAhDvXzfjBSW1YvJGiMr0byX18goFTAK8wYBSDS9ZVkq9EtqcPmx/s320/backyard+036.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />That's it...that is probably more than you wanted to see, but one last picture. This is what is going on while I do this post. Wiffle ball, swimming pool style. Stay cool everyone!!! See ya next week.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-62522781862534510942009-06-30T23:20:00.001-05:002009-07-01T00:00:25.970-05:00We Are The 2009 PBA Champions!!<div><embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=139776484&ver=102906" quality="high" salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/></embed><br><a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&refid=139776484"><img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"></a><a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=139776484&source=cyo"><img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"></a><a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=139776484"><img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"></a></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-53479951753136961902009-06-26T18:28:00.008-05:002009-06-28T14:55:36.549-05:00Show Us Where You Live~Masterbedrooms<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTUuoilK0g7A8uHC89LLQVCGPjETGiAP-rA38YFyQglPRr53y-8mURzDmo90Og_76BDpop3ISwljMCc1g_uvoRA0Iyes4p1PpbWsVMuMWJdYUGRznj8DwECr80vA6vfPcEFahAfQdJ0D7U/s1600-h/whereyoulivebutton.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351787614808031026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTUuoilK0g7A8uHC89LLQVCGPjETGiAP-rA38YFyQglPRr53y-8mURzDmo90Og_76BDpop3ISwljMCc1g_uvoRA0Iyes4p1PpbWsVMuMWJdYUGRznj8DwECr80vA6vfPcEFahAfQdJ0D7U/s320/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Welcome back to the latest installment of <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Kelly's Korner</span> </a>Tour of Homes. This week she is peeking into master bedrooms. I have had a hard time tearing myself away from the television to get my bedroom picked up from watching all the Micheal Jackson and Farrah Fawcett coverage. Plus, my kiddos love to lounge in our bed and watch all the Drake and Josh's that they have DVR'd. We are in total summertime mode. (Actually just yelled at my boys to get out of my room for about the 100th time today...when you jump in the middle of the pillows on the made up bed, you have crossed the line!) Like I said, summertime!!<br /><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPaWPHyb9DLjsHOVs7LnG7gQF4SR5R6y93s9vvFTGJyqcefAq6j7szGKCwxS_7oNZUhfeA3E-REIsO7Ut1RLgJWY2vtRiCRxoCTNO8ehoRGz76KXmdIQBiCXiPW9ZAgTaxJxi8BQnJ6f6R/s1600-h/masterbedroom+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351785498108021538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPaWPHyb9DLjsHOVs7LnG7gQF4SR5R6y93s9vvFTGJyqcefAq6j7szGKCwxS_7oNZUhfeA3E-REIsO7Ut1RLgJWY2vtRiCRxoCTNO8ehoRGz76KXmdIQBiCXiPW9ZAgTaxJxi8BQnJ6f6R/s320/masterbedroom+001.JPG" border="0" /></a> In all of my other homes, I always had different color paint, usually dark colors on the walls so when we moved into this house I decided to keep it light and neutral. The paint throughout our house is called Wheatridge by Ace Hardware. We toured a Southern Living featured home and that was the paint that had been used and we loved it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9daTxpoDX-KjZWN5_ZSCq-DJz-yMmPDLmZjXx106bvs4XB4LWXt6pCJiE8-51i29x2gclBFWpq3hmbVcbuf4-K_CEbgiE_L2YPCpRQUf81ISrOq9nBaN1PT1za4P7dsum5MGt78a45-i4/s1600-h/masterbedroom+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351785495499881010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9daTxpoDX-KjZWN5_ZSCq-DJz-yMmPDLmZjXx106bvs4XB4LWXt6pCJiE8-51i29x2gclBFWpq3hmbVcbuf4-K_CEbgiE_L2YPCpRQUf81ISrOq9nBaN1PT1za4P7dsum5MGt78a45-i4/s320/masterbedroom+013.JPG" border="0" /></a> I got the bedding from Stein Mart, it was actually a "bed in a bag". This bedding seems so hot to me right now, it is 101 degrees in Dallas right now. UGH!!! Plus, our bedroom faces the West and it feels about 101 inside. I made the floral arrangement above the bed E-ons ago...another model home inspiration.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23yhDoym9Exvam6ZsRSt5u2tXxz9WswFurTTSNCklHp8P19RjUtmueRpAVETPWHx8rz81ZyqpSTRaNUXK_rn0QqOIAOiNx5TAn_OoXrjbPrLK_qRV29Wyj_oi8VoSprn5dPfgzDa1NCEK/s1600-h/masterbedroom+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351785490092480786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23yhDoym9Exvam6ZsRSt5u2tXxz9WswFurTTSNCklHp8P19RjUtmueRpAVETPWHx8rz81ZyqpSTRaNUXK_rn0QqOIAOiNx5TAn_OoXrjbPrLK_qRV29Wyj_oi8VoSprn5dPfgzDa1NCEK/s320/masterbedroom+003.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is what I am reading right now, when I am not obsessed with reading blogs. Creative Correction was suggested by my sweet friend Susan in my bible study and is written by Lisa Whelchel, you remember her?? Blair from Facts of Life?? This is a great book for with ideas and suggestions on disciplining your children (instead of yelling, like I just did). I love the section at the end of each chapter called "The Toolbox". I highly recommend it! Maybe I need to quit reading blogs and re-fresh myself and load a few tools into the Mommy Toolbelt!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFQt53YW5PBHksauMCrlJSzAhkg1XGXiL_bH4kKGsH9V_Z9PIm_I8d8ugQjtICyOmLg1cyvAL7g5A3ERwf1T2TpAygeTcRw477YSSKdu1L3tzxTKZPSTcUCqfzH738DWudYilZZnr5P8j/s1600-h/masterbedroom+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351784297220861026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFQt53YW5PBHksauMCrlJSzAhkg1XGXiL_bH4kKGsH9V_Z9PIm_I8d8ugQjtICyOmLg1cyvAL7g5A3ERwf1T2TpAygeTcRw477YSSKdu1L3tzxTKZPSTcUCqfzH738DWudYilZZnr5P8j/s320/masterbedroom+015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Big Daddy's side of the bed, no books there!! Just the remote and sweet pictures of each of my boys the day they left the hospital.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgmwSsMW1VsEk3Vf_IvcAjMCAtUMP5yiWJR2WqM2qeZpnQUIHXUb0ZhDewa_dRo3QwgVEC2Yvmx5T4VzZszT9Mz3hJ8r5wA2GUI6Fo2o8CZbbzunYga73gnEQzyvcTsSiEtDCgreze3cfq/s1600-h/masterbedroom+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351784292125723682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgmwSsMW1VsEk3Vf_IvcAjMCAtUMP5yiWJR2WqM2qeZpnQUIHXUb0ZhDewa_dRo3QwgVEC2Yvmx5T4VzZszT9Mz3hJ8r5wA2GUI6Fo2o8CZbbzunYga73gnEQzyvcTsSiEtDCgreze3cfq/s320/masterbedroom+010.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We moved this credenza into our bedroom when Big Daddy started working from home. His office was too crowded, so we had the space in our bedroom. See that cute computer screen wallpaper?? It was free <span style="color:#ffcccc;"><a href="http://www.whitneycarolinedesigns.com/frdewa.html"><em><strong>here</strong></em></a></span> at Whitney Caroline Designs. Check her stuff out, really cute!!<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi63luRIxfxTwh_qJoU0fKeug8grLkGk-pivzdQBNd9ZndXwUnofTOfcqVm0c4-Ul5u51CgA8cxMfSTzOggCVM0n_WAEgKUP14YLRAIWeHEXZATzk4l76l8HTZZXyKQI8v_Sq-2CyADK3bv/s1600-h/masterbedroom+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351784288351701650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi63luRIxfxTwh_qJoU0fKeug8grLkGk-pivzdQBNd9ZndXwUnofTOfcqVm0c4-Ul5u51CgA8cxMfSTzOggCVM0n_WAEgKUP14YLRAIWeHEXZATzk4l76l8HTZZXyKQI8v_Sq-2CyADK3bv/s320/masterbedroom+011.JPG" border="0" /></a> Closed the doors to the armoire for the picture only!!!<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRBPA_y2RUde9zjdQJTmWHiEI-_02p7stxpRq_V9q5H__EoyNHgdvGkiZJ2uoMz0sD4ooiXzU-OqBLQYleLk7-vIdcRNBEVd5yL3MSLgPSE_O_e9Z4BIK-bC2XG-8lg0CX-3wWAWZ-eH6/s1600-h/masterbedroom+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351784284069906898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRBPA_y2RUde9zjdQJTmWHiEI-_02p7stxpRq_V9q5H__EoyNHgdvGkiZJ2uoMz0sD4ooiXzU-OqBLQYleLk7-vIdcRNBEVd5yL3MSLgPSE_O_e9Z4BIK-bC2XG-8lg0CX-3wWAWZ-eH6/s320/masterbedroom+012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />You can't really tell much about the picture above the armoire, but it is a Windberg of a church that Big Daddy bought me as a wedding present almost 18 years ago. Not crazy about the blue and mauve mat, but that was what was so "in" 18 years ago, at least its not a picture of ducks and country crockery!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf6KnjWnGH1euGEnkhbCrz7gEeDqmskYyHFOCoyoxqLcMz6kZGghdEzgTC_qkB2eTfOJxCecoVw0MNywraoLKM_WAP6oKRp_Ifwv15mYOv95Gr1ZdN2zHQ5YRKGolVG67hVMBubaYZKeJH/s1600-h/masterbedroom+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351783350903146962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf6KnjWnGH1euGEnkhbCrz7gEeDqmskYyHFOCoyoxqLcMz6kZGghdEzgTC_qkB2eTfOJxCecoVw0MNywraoLKM_WAP6oKRp_Ifwv15mYOv95Gr1ZdN2zHQ5YRKGolVG67hVMBubaYZKeJH/s320/masterbedroom+014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Look there, see how the door doesn't open all the way?? There is a weird little nook behind it and it made it tough getting the furniture in here.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351783343262724402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn0bnkIAKpzKIJI4yLWCxUhNDTWOHqTDGUreMzzX2zUj4OTErQnWrQ0NlQ76zhZzyDM65OL6PfZ-stGVz8eZSGE0LCWE8vFJPF2miFBluDr6HTxl4Dwq__sHwaPKm_8ETWuJA6of29kYxi/s320/masterbedroom+006.JPG" border="0" />The chair was a Salvation Army find for 20.00 and I had it recovered and I love it, unfortunately our little kitty does too, and I was noticing some scratchin' action going on on the ottoman. UGH!! The botanical print was a hostess gift that we got from one of our wedding showers.<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351783340628871106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb-isY_RQFoqDbD2JsPtCuHzWP53JftcTZDIUNg_POtocV25H4sY5n6a69fODyaaaQEFM3fvMPcVngRB5n8RaMEhQqVR3S1izJGE5yYsUjJwraT6-0RUMji6Xx0UWMdp6-G_vVR41OyW-U/s320/masterbedroom+005.JPG" border="0" /> These pillows are from my sister, mom, and my good friend <span style="color:#ffcccc;"><a href="http://www.spencersquire.com/"><em><strong>Anna</strong></em></a></span><strong>.</strong> My mom always signs her letters and cards "Hugs, Mom." So she couldn't resist the HUGS pillow.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351787607957215650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe00Lw5NIAk7SVkrZS_ES6iujAvB8v25J-drd8prULuQIaklDRaeda8Uqg4vS8Gs7pKj7LM7uxsd1XOOdP5ucXWkYj3ZuxFxI21b9JrT9AEP9h9R6RPL1ztRPC501Cg0erIOQdrw1K59i8/s320/masterbedroom+019.JPG" border="0" /><br />OK, I am a cord cover FREAK!!! Love 'Em!! Gotta Have 'Em. You can always find them for less than 10.00 at Hobby Lobby when they go on sale for 50% off. I was bending over adjusting the cord cover, and look what I found in the magazine basket!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351787611125172834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkCF3qLQd3KLYgXfxkTOdUJiA8g03PmxLpc2uv8wcwlTzgmNvWeDiO2yWG3QIWk4ixQaKTu4UmOdq8ZxbAgA9oYsIIEbonxGGgf1-azWA6ii9sWixvRL9MHWKbtPAdRR6Wca9fELB3y1ip/s320/masterbedroom+018.JPG" border="0" /><br />How did that get there??!! Finders Keepers!!! I think I will just head on down to Sonic for Happy Hour!! Momma needs a "Coke". (all varieties are called "Coke" in these parts!!)</div><div><br />Thought I would add a picture of the straw that broke the camel's, uh I mean Momma's back that provoked THE yellin at kids moment! Why does everyone have to be within 10 feet of me at all times?? Yes, that includes you too Big Daddy. Man, I just made the bed!!</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351803138717454466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGDk_uPsq-4cn-3sbfH89sOrJbU6nPBbPFSzYro5llSNxZnUahzwq3TuP_7QiEwVh2tytxW89rnruuplNNzLkF9cBEVpNDjK790Yb171AjujyPwtYm5pHEsl8KbozeN1NEiXQ5leHddG9g/s320/masterbedroom+023.JPG" border="0" />See ya'll next week...these boys are taking me out to eat tonight. The kitchen is CLOSED!</div><div></div><div></div><div>UPDATED*****If you live in North Texas and get WFAA Channel 8, Lisa Welchel will be on Good Morning Texas on Monday June 29th at 9:00 CST. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-24876664217697292612009-06-25T13:37:00.007-05:002009-06-25T14:11:00.360-05:00Flat Stanley Project~NYC<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338152308122322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY7AewBWFuenKqV6QH-0zFaLu-M92tltuxJfhz0_YZHgS95X-ZWq8zbkCmlH9ELC-SGD1XM4lOZJam359LsOLTBvhtLViH_JYVyTuWwYfQAwLWrUZrpS-C_xChu0RHAYKtMD9NeG0HIBY6/s320/bathrooms+010.JPG" border="0" />I was clearing through one of the stacks of school work that came home at the end of school and ran across Zack's Flat Stanley Project. When this project came home we knew immediately where we were going to send Zack's Flat Stanley, to my niece <a href="http://www.hannahkateflora.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffff33;">Hannah</span></a> who lives in New York City. Stanley's first stop was Times Square.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338642320012578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMuhlbXW6BSe8cdS0fK5Kp2gvff0Ll8wQBLfZt1LeUYpwtcAFCXfn_tphIgnaZPRLvUdeGotOjs6zYziWcv-a87MQ2WNU53ebhZK1ERWL8WON2FXztpFC1zqoj1MdzYfjE88V99QqSVe8P/s320/bathrooms+013.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338624947925522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1uI6_GDe5W1KK6X3zZPAwFEIhQKxef4GtDhSw3dWRLeW1GWm48Nv9Ypc6taIN9oYntalEcVzcUnIJUZhfU136xBZMWVu2Y8jQgSgzYvyPKHo0xGl4wCM2VJdrc-XPw4cPXrM4ESCNiCO1/s320/bathrooms+009.JPG" border="0" /><br />On Broadway<br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338628612992546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5YBwrMLT1-AGxgMzBHII6PeCFGDEjrQpogCf1sl_XEPRSoxrwRxHCGuYqq2aOFsnbtko0J_vkEGWBEqFOH2818CICm0DpThb5mrnyqaCEPLUrOTYtgPyu_mxNA-shNigutnAS8SZjXEj/s320/bathrooms+008.JPG" border="0" /> Headed towards his first subway ride...<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338639247079186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_2aPI-PVRmZnEgRA_4a5YsTKYmFeya9B_qk6ap_qIxN1MaTgt7H-75lxX0H6zk1z0uV4nFODRAFZzg1rnrkUZ5B8smuFWiMTdaumdFTwLZNMgR53sLlCSxGR8C1xDfvUA52TfBKgnJRyV/s320/bathrooms+007.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center">Then to the Hershey's store<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHiDBQXR26BsnOJAw1Fi9s_4qRJ_I4pqBpN_ObjwPrGEGIP44g0XDU_TVYgRWDeVg79IojYOloV6pgbxlORm4TujAkVb71cIY9bahRCV-t2q9XEpTdewNLgXkRd2_xj3kEJHdcQ15Nmch4/s1600-h/bathrooms+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338147154296834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHiDBQXR26BsnOJAw1Fi9s_4qRJ_I4pqBpN_ObjwPrGEGIP44g0XDU_TVYgRWDeVg79IojYOloV6pgbxlORm4TujAkVb71cIY9bahRCV-t2q9XEpTdewNLgXkRd2_xj3kEJHdcQ15Nmch4/s320/bathrooms+011.JPG" border="0" /></a> Stanly and the GIANT Hershey syrup bottles<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8bCiw02-QsI0aZ4L9uVvOaEYUIybGUng8Xh-ANEekkwFRgBJ1d-QYNIhVTS8-tVPv1e2meoHyAOUsPDV97qDsaFiBXlWkIyiUBgUDK3_RZTTYDb7TuUDgwMsHDjDz4cd3KEu-_GN5NtMK/s1600-h/bathrooms+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338140733008578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8bCiw02-QsI0aZ4L9uVvOaEYUIybGUng8Xh-ANEekkwFRgBJ1d-QYNIhVTS8-tVPv1e2meoHyAOUsPDV97qDsaFiBXlWkIyiUBgUDK3_RZTTYDb7TuUDgwMsHDjDz4cd3KEu-_GN5NtMK/s320/bathrooms+012.JPG" border="0" /></a>One last ride on the subway, and then back to Texas.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvq04hAYNzXMxZp2f1YVo5te0HMj95bzIHHtXoZ7molok1v_NxFwNeQnZ7gxKqE9IS13gfdUkIr4wZ9Y8bWpPGXwzHB2jfuOVAr8Fp8eX_GDCd0puzuOwBd9wfvqern6BmtRksoq7TcI1f/s1600-h/Olson,+Nature+Expo,+Pride+Assembly+027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338129284771074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvq04hAYNzXMxZp2f1YVo5te0HMj95bzIHHtXoZ7molok1v_NxFwNeQnZ7gxKqE9IS13gfdUkIr4wZ9Y8bWpPGXwzHB2jfuOVAr8Fp8eX_GDCd0puzuOwBd9wfvqern6BmtRksoq7TcI1f/s320/Olson,+Nature+Expo,+Pride+Assembly+027.JPG" border="0" /></a>It was fun to see where all the many Stanley's visited<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFXs6H7jX7zxrOn2M2TL910GIo6mf0d_YwUK1kkXW7hstXj4eCt6GnE6IeUd6Tnx2WeJWueri9GoqZoIs_KZYKyarOmhRoCK6yEz-EGN_rCczFGZvYR0DYKztBxR2OBk1J88YAX3fF6J_B/s1600-h/Olson,+Nature+Expo,+Pride+Assembly+026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338124812596786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFXs6H7jX7zxrOn2M2TL910GIo6mf0d_YwUK1kkXW7hstXj4eCt6GnE6IeUd6Tnx2WeJWueri9GoqZoIs_KZYKyarOmhRoCK6yEz-EGN_rCczFGZvYR0DYKztBxR2OBk1J88YAX3fF6J_B/s320/Olson,+Nature+Expo,+Pride+Assembly+026.JPG" border="0" /></a> Thanks <a href="http://www.hannahkateflora.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffff33;">Hannah</span></a> for giving Stanley such a great trip!!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-24536693208163613942009-06-24T10:15:00.005-05:002009-06-24T10:52:03.717-05:00Baseball~The End is Near<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuwXnGqQ0zeez4kj6Iaw8-6AJ877smAnNG3W2Y8mKhuiseRVSpoHvweWRlN6gc1eN5Hhr5fk-hlNBv6Y-NmO47HhkcY8_vieMq5La43DV6NvHY-YESc-QGh18JJCPFjnpReAm-GyjPnyzZ/s1600-h/NTBA+end+of+season+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350915036974575586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuwXnGqQ0zeez4kj6Iaw8-6AJ877smAnNG3W2Y8mKhuiseRVSpoHvweWRlN6gc1eN5Hhr5fk-hlNBv6Y-NmO47HhkcY8_vieMq5La43DV6NvHY-YESc-QGh18JJCPFjnpReAm-GyjPnyzZ/s320/NTBA+end+of+season+034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfmrKNIfCajMS9LARFtawoqwF_cokT43OhL3Ea-sy29DSwhhEbxH371MMXbbI8yXiaARZR1Miy9dRI3VcRmnrIPJrLAUqYvMct70k0odLwPWYhTNGWDdUBLrNkTTBxLau2gnJO0_Ku8gcm/s1600-h/NTBA+end+of+season+034.JPG"></a>I can't believe that the end of baseball is near. Back in January, yes, that's what I said "JANUARY" that we would have sat through 50+ games for one boy. The end is near!!! Hallelujah!!! Me and my washing machine need a break!! Our team moved to a competitive league this season and finished in first place for league play! WOW!! The boys have worked so hard and we are extremely proud of them. There have been more exciting games this season and each game could have had a different outcome. The talent of these teams are very close so any given day you never knew what to expect.<br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We finished playing league play, but still had the end of season tournament and placed second.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqp2UKRS06f-1MRHQKQUrEsF6K3aybRTNV62mMSvnn8zfxeOQYxIAnyboMqo2mwJ7K6ML7ME0FpnZPDY3KP3oc85V6sNfDzSnuCUmQz-eOIDIBIkg2je4q4iqf2ltmL2tYwpLRe-1QHp_8/s1600-h/NTBA+end+of+season+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914488400046882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqp2UKRS06f-1MRHQKQUrEsF6K3aybRTNV62mMSvnn8zfxeOQYxIAnyboMqo2mwJ7K6ML7ME0FpnZPDY3KP3oc85V6sNfDzSnuCUmQz-eOIDIBIkg2je4q4iqf2ltmL2tYwpLRe-1QHp_8/s320/NTBA+end+of+season+015.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our team getting their 1st place league trophy(s)</div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914500166236850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxSthdChmpD0w3FmTAxnbzwqPzHhfwTDKdjSjvohimAIQRBRevp51hkenNPHASAUdteuKfHR9XdmhXSXWyFVavn66aN-4TAOZeOYMpUtpz1Hc7uyuKdY_C_hA1VHHLz61s55W14Wu6CQP/s320/NTBA+end+of+season+020.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Big Daddy handing out individual tournament trophies to the boys.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914474094694274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZN4BVp9vRAGBk-cOZvcLAAzuC289l314HLefshYU0mOtaxaZ1C9yiGtNJX9JWuVb7DwqarX1FNDmzwV7NHFqpmirTHY5Hp6M8CYNHTQ98TLA1owg3ReR7tL5nBntf3aGkNoUbNmbWEBro/s320/NTBA+end+of+season+053.JPG" border="0" /> Our Champions!!!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkDMwrqc2MEHG_dDZAQeFdBqOVSJQOKz_Jytfkwy87KWlhYnR3fSmwRjaN-9lffEo3OYXWfJNYWek5Q6hdL5HKsU1vdvrEvFF12ITCKJwh5ozC1k0z1i4Xy4hjWfeuRE6uC_UJL0wMbdt/s1600-h/NTBA+end+of+season+061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914485715865202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkDMwrqc2MEHG_dDZAQeFdBqOVSJQOKz_Jytfkwy87KWlhYnR3fSmwRjaN-9lffEo3OYXWfJNYWek5Q6hdL5HKsU1vdvrEvFF12ITCKJwh5ozC1k0z1i4Xy4hjWfeuRE6uC_UJL0wMbdt/s320/NTBA+end+of+season+061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The boys got some hard earned hardware!<br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi90YYDlT2cODf_gWDJcypjkV70oqhFcM3Iln4Jfoslvnhw8X8BU1k97mIBiysfx8bs49FxN3uSkUn4eTZyp_PJaMb58NOWmYvIBVnGoHOXrT5imcKh22pVOM_ldadDPCcENSPMWjMc5LMy/s1600-h/NTBA+end+of+season+066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914480794509634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi90YYDlT2cODf_gWDJcypjkV70oqhFcM3Iln4Jfoslvnhw8X8BU1k97mIBiysfx8bs49FxN3uSkUn4eTZyp_PJaMb58NOWmYvIBVnGoHOXrT5imcKh22pVOM_ldadDPCcENSPMWjMc5LMy/s320/NTBA+end+of+season+066.JPG" border="0" /></a> Oh yea, and a little recognition for the lady who keeps the "whites looking white".</div><br />Like playing in ONE league is not enough...the end is near, but not over yet. Our other league has one more weekend filled with End of Season Tournament coming up to finish off the season.<br />What in the heck did we do the 10 years before we had kids??<br /><br /><br /></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-37083097451084188282009-06-12T19:43:00.011-05:002009-06-12T21:29:07.468-05:00Show Us Where You Live~Bathrooms And Then Some<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghT5Ci8FyHRRaN7RrW2588eyikOXsNv3sbS9jjvLbwDD-FNESdsLRbRSJnS3ApVwaHwXVuiHlJxchcM2wvvDZGJnsnZMrVtS9jLUiebt3GqQaURHoIaNvUD5GrOySdELEiWbiPwDIouiH5/s1600-h/whereyoulivebutton.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346616537175782162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghT5Ci8FyHRRaN7RrW2588eyikOXsNv3sbS9jjvLbwDD-FNESdsLRbRSJnS3ApVwaHwXVuiHlJxchcM2wvvDZGJnsnZMrVtS9jLUiebt3GqQaURHoIaNvUD5GrOySdELEiWbiPwDIouiH5/s320/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Welcome back to the latest installment of <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">Kelly's Korner</span> </a>Tour of Homes. This week she is featuring where babies are bathed, girls primp, boys experience their first shaves with Dad's, and mom's escape to... maybe once every three days. You guessed it...bathrooms. Come on in and take a peek.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgH_nga8smYroMPiHMJJecMgxEwV39z2mIWifMqfSngpKsyd-Mda-d3a2oTec83ZSLvxjJklsmVBxybnR8VB66MnDcwHNVZ6uFVQSz46VP4uh7fxU2aVw4hIRbODFiufHu4izXsgFxy95/s1600-h/bathrooms+023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615162454821794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgH_nga8smYroMPiHMJJecMgxEwV39z2mIWifMqfSngpKsyd-Mda-d3a2oTec83ZSLvxjJklsmVBxybnR8VB66MnDcwHNVZ6uFVQSz46VP4uh7fxU2aVw4hIRbODFiufHu4izXsgFxy95/s320/bathrooms+023.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is our master bathroom. Rather, I should say the "Family Bathroom". It seems that everyone takes their bath or shower in our bathroom. It actually makes for easy cleaning for me as I only really have to clean one bathroom and maybe just a couple of pottys. (My boys tend to tinkle in EVERY single one in the house). You too? I figured as much. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitCTNS0cNWUsjQ1t2PtIqk7xhCeZ5BL4AE-V21hSCIQM9tbv243ky-VKNEx26xM6WOZJvuHRk8WEWf1BgZFmdsrFfaGlBSXxZyiZ5LsszEsB39BYCXU8jMLKZD0LlPUsPbanXncSNgUyD6/s1600-h/bathrooms+024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615155954131618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitCTNS0cNWUsjQ1t2PtIqk7xhCeZ5BL4AE-V21hSCIQM9tbv243ky-VKNEx26xM6WOZJvuHRk8WEWf1BgZFmdsrFfaGlBSXxZyiZ5LsszEsB39BYCXU8jMLKZD0LlPUsPbanXncSNgUyD6/s320/bathrooms+024.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We want to remodel this bathroom, but can't really land on exactly what we want to do yet. Do we want to replace the wallpaper or do we want to just texture the walls and paint.? I am inspired by so many of your bathrooms and would like to rip out the cabinets, re-tile the floor and shower and for sure get rid of the "gold package" fixtures and lighting.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinmAEfel9ZlVAtNsdnnXaZNHgQ7s2En_v45j-bkDhgse_10hZ8lDmNv7-a4eJQPcxkZOkX-k2Uw5B59jSDWEnQmKPCVic_98WYVLLSQXssTlhaZi4mzzoUcLvzPqxyBUFSz8Dgp_stBxx_/s1600-h/bathrooms+025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615147093469538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinmAEfel9ZlVAtNsdnnXaZNHgQ7s2En_v45j-bkDhgse_10hZ8lDmNv7-a4eJQPcxkZOkX-k2Uw5B59jSDWEnQmKPCVic_98WYVLLSQXssTlhaZi4mzzoUcLvzPqxyBUFSz8Dgp_stBxx_/s320/bathrooms+025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I love silver frames, accessories, and LAMPS!!</div><br /><div align="justify">That picture of my oldest little baby...he is only 4 mos old and standing up!! (holding on of course). It is one of my favorites. Now he is eight!<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDBS59jv2LdG3hKsDhzlWfCLeI0IElTrcNgKM_sCEyXaSlzmY-mXVtxuA5QzIYZzP592pc4ZdfAvr6ph8_CzfYGrKotaq87GXPm_fmzWoNRlg_f5xZgFdi8fmkrYChMIcQpqFmRGKuej72/s1600-h/bathrooms+028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346614030242065538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDBS59jv2LdG3hKsDhzlWfCLeI0IElTrcNgKM_sCEyXaSlzmY-mXVtxuA5QzIYZzP592pc4ZdfAvr6ph8_CzfYGrKotaq87GXPm_fmzWoNRlg_f5xZgFdi8fmkrYChMIcQpqFmRGKuej72/s320/bathrooms+028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />YUCK! The clear shower doors. A nightmare!!<br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkpEkDxj5UBitDb-RsMKzzHzmL-f6gtQWCe9gzIU5SNKHTLlON7KvuxwUQP1g0stpXipyuvhs18TLDjBxJfEAR1-3pYOvy3SuNXrjAqVQ-dPhVaH6UHOFHsZMfVI8VjL-0bldckxurEMmW/s1600-h/bathrooms+029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346614022472328866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkpEkDxj5UBitDb-RsMKzzHzmL-f6gtQWCe9gzIU5SNKHTLlON7KvuxwUQP1g0stpXipyuvhs18TLDjBxJfEAR1-3pYOvy3SuNXrjAqVQ-dPhVaH6UHOFHsZMfVI8VjL-0bldckxurEMmW/s320/bathrooms+029.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I bought this cute wire tower at a garage sale. I keep it here in the bathroom, but use it at a lot at parties and showers. As you can see by the basket of tub toys, the boys bathe here.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5HSKi6P7UF9sgJGkvAXkF4ZxacQqI7MHQDMhtS2SWH9KWjE9ni-INkyAOJA1CrdpgfcYjEW63xKywIy9ZBtNQv9JDp6rq3VnSep8vWKn03rTDrRzv9Yl5Ga_-8LwgvCxgfArlVU7QqhtA/s1600-h/bathrooms+030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346614020063751762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5HSKi6P7UF9sgJGkvAXkF4ZxacQqI7MHQDMhtS2SWH9KWjE9ni-INkyAOJA1CrdpgfcYjEW63xKywIy9ZBtNQv9JDp6rq3VnSep8vWKn03rTDrRzv9Yl5Ga_-8LwgvCxgfArlVU7QqhtA/s320/bathrooms+030.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I love having this shelf in the bathroom. In our last home I had it hanging in our kitchen, but could not find a good spot for it once we moved. On a whim when I was nesting like a crazy woman the week before our baby was born, I thought of putting it here. It was a fine sight 9 mos. preggers and helping Big Daddy hang this heavy load up.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346630901978511042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRMaEvUQxDL-btpjNTf6UHLKNE8Mt6xezMPwHJYfmHU7VahKXsp7cz6bgaOfoiTCeqYp5DQvqkZDWxZkIOfiymuq-bZy2gXV44M3wWN6j2bMXhqcg30-vQqidq856sEaS8jlcdt_ZnZTBn/s320/bathrooms+035.JPG" border="0" /></div><div> </div><div>I don't have much to say about this picture, except....warning... I live in a house with all boys.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346616538304075618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAO-2Ymrc-ZYHKDusuBdamKvoxZRQGYLGexID1z0cYobZdNo7tI3EZQfgmvY4-6O0dyfet6iJsJG5vlBqEKKZWpWipqT6mebJVxoxPIcOyWaIzrZ8YhZQ5tROpSiIjijY_jCv9qPRHOeST/s320/calgon.jpg" border="0" /><br />OK, I just wanted to share with you one of my most favorite summer time bath products. I love Calgon's Hawaiian Ginger Body Mist and Lotion. It smells just like tropical summer without smelling like suntan lotion. People always ask me what I am wearing when I have this on.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGKWq5dC8ZPlhcT6EViTcCjjHahGWAgjt-yP_7NgsAyQ7K4e83OUznKD5G6ZbWlaPY_6KDvaWMamnDGThnGUXmxRP84dUhMRTFnkYT1qh0SRT7BymgAVMJ2iH53PtSK-TZ4A2V2EDLA9c3/s1600-h/bathrooms+039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346614016123326354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGKWq5dC8ZPlhcT6EViTcCjjHahGWAgjt-yP_7NgsAyQ7K4e83OUznKD5G6ZbWlaPY_6KDvaWMamnDGThnGUXmxRP84dUhMRTFnkYT1qh0SRT7BymgAVMJ2iH53PtSK-TZ4A2V2EDLA9c3/s320/bathrooms+039.JPG" border="0" /></a>Looking into our downstairs guest bathroom.<br />I love walking by and looking in and seeing my little lamp.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTGUy-9GEHXnT7rRofZiiS5wPw3MwKGpX9WQneD69Tg8AyeRzWIKngbENNVIt0SX4pxuTxVDzmzmVIj1_vx46-ovDF18FsuS2sYqm4-58D3JuHyworMDiyNitZvH_BKFFYgADpFvyh-pFF/s1600-h/bathrooms+045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346614008777434578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTGUy-9GEHXnT7rRofZiiS5wPw3MwKGpX9WQneD69Tg8AyeRzWIKngbENNVIt0SX4pxuTxVDzmzmVIj1_vx46-ovDF18FsuS2sYqm4-58D3JuHyworMDiyNitZvH_BKFFYgADpFvyh-pFF/s320/bathrooms+045.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbU9PBum28o8SonLTpFLPCBKFu2nG9d3PIRk2iYjw_XPFqbfnmOVVlqJcrHcb8AH66zT2x9kYJ_rJrTeV_GfJ_NGkFcyfGDu6B53kCNfnOOwQXTpkNMb2FBktxp3nUUDtFVdtaYyFxxNv/s1600-h/bathrooms+049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346612969603837122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbU9PBum28o8SonLTpFLPCBKFu2nG9d3PIRk2iYjw_XPFqbfnmOVVlqJcrHcb8AH66zT2x9kYJ_rJrTeV_GfJ_NGkFcyfGDu6B53kCNfnOOwQXTpkNMb2FBktxp3nUUDtFVdtaYyFxxNv/s320/bathrooms+049.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6iHsc6i-2QgAuKeOqbL2xRuIOBrFozniotKcishVgYhR83Rsuk-QBRPnF6-1o9GrBEtEs-REfmv6p6H6dQ8yDz52JqKQv901ORHrV_2VKQoBuNILSz-DInlMyg9of3wLOh13L4iaydjEC/s1600-h/bathrooms+050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346612967727192338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6iHsc6i-2QgAuKeOqbL2xRuIOBrFozniotKcishVgYhR83Rsuk-QBRPnF6-1o9GrBEtEs-REfmv6p6H6dQ8yDz52JqKQv901ORHrV_2VKQoBuNILSz-DInlMyg9of3wLOh13L4iaydjEC/s320/bathrooms+050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQG4exJg7YFNKVz_tjO9pMG7Pa_G0MPzxKZ46SUX7b7mU0wbRXogNwxieWRHhyiHneCAGmuNAmd96CPpDROnaKR3rBpFsdeJyh3dhKAMNlXlaF05N8FwV2kEwLLgMR0j-A4Q7EpJ5eKkx9/s1600-h/bathrooms+056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346612962026687330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQG4exJg7YFNKVz_tjO9pMG7Pa_G0MPzxKZ46SUX7b7mU0wbRXogNwxieWRHhyiHneCAGmuNAmd96CPpDROnaKR3rBpFsdeJyh3dhKAMNlXlaF05N8FwV2kEwLLgMR0j-A4Q7EpJ5eKkx9/s320/bathrooms+056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My sister and I both bought these little bird feeders at Canton Trade Days a couple years ago. I never could really figure out what to do with it, so I put dried black eyed peas and tea lights in it.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0e_p14oipHHaFU29rzyDbpZdE12p7A1tdSXMq5OWFeVWG6aUjBY-hjCkP3Irb33P5nMPitBEuTQ2fUu04HRXa1UnYk5iCa7TswZ6kxwXSRJB_3bK5cPKrdUmvMuBBpa4KQ0dAW-zK2TC4/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346612960305504178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0e_p14oipHHaFU29rzyDbpZdE12p7A1tdSXMq5OWFeVWG6aUjBY-hjCkP3Irb33P5nMPitBEuTQ2fUu04HRXa1UnYk5iCa7TswZ6kxwXSRJB_3bK5cPKrdUmvMuBBpa4KQ0dAW-zK2TC4/s320/guest+bedroom+004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Upstairs Guest Bedroom bathroom.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEbJS0MjK-H_FurlHAcM1Oit_TQxEN2X6znQ8WCG9WZ51ANeYNdCk0vJ340FpODXlEhyphenhyphenRMazvHEd9D2f4NVzq8fuGxvAcJZ6WAdhbQFwZSoEqAgVSGyyTaLtgO9GZcrDz7R5qohlfREpdL/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346612949902822770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEbJS0MjK-H_FurlHAcM1Oit_TQxEN2X6znQ8WCG9WZ51ANeYNdCk0vJ340FpODXlEhyphenhyphenRMazvHEd9D2f4NVzq8fuGxvAcJZ6WAdhbQFwZSoEqAgVSGyyTaLtgO9GZcrDz7R5qohlfREpdL/s320/guest+bedroom+005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is the other side of the guest bedroom bathroom and you can access from the hallway.<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346615761130417170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6aMN2YcTWYtJtzSsFmgam6sPFMOVYJUfgTCKz1LajMnzY1z1yyRN6xV8OGqg1iKHkjDkXX8hfA3j1P10L-Xuas34ngeTLAhyphenhyphenTlAGMuUrLfIbp5FNkj4GnuzpJ9gp10FOvC33miGEGS0vX/s320/bathrooms+073.JPG" border="0" /><br />Our boys have a jack and jill style bathroom.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXR8O32n4vA1LGuedfCJMVDCAu8WsegxtppISOPTloBdZWBAQuDhXQXVbWc_IM1DmpMBNcJ0F5TPQXCTQcpbw0d_wIr275aInf_zXgQA5ocDKYebKZZabIY4VOvGt9HlC2sHZ3h2f7jAEZ/s1600-h/bathrooms+072.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346607693325731410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXR8O32n4vA1LGuedfCJMVDCAu8WsegxtppISOPTloBdZWBAQuDhXQXVbWc_IM1DmpMBNcJ0F5TPQXCTQcpbw0d_wIr275aInf_zXgQA5ocDKYebKZZabIY4VOvGt9HlC2sHZ3h2f7jAEZ/s320/bathrooms+072.JPG" border="0" /></a>The little wooden basket was mine and probably my sister's when we were little.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikO6SBA_ENZZ3fPj9o2sbnVm7FnO2pFY5JqpvKz-LB_wRyWkhcINa2KLzKDZ6wUaPTNZbAYCTNj1LsQ7I8ucSj7otYbYihterMfw-zzGoHgx4zs65tpT77dBUzv6GswUuCQ4ApXBSArxNe/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346607687142336930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikO6SBA_ENZZ3fPj9o2sbnVm7FnO2pFY5JqpvKz-LB_wRyWkhcINa2KLzKDZ6wUaPTNZbAYCTNj1LsQ7I8ucSj7otYbYihterMfw-zzGoHgx4zs65tpT77dBUzv6GswUuCQ4ApXBSArxNe/s320/End+of+school+2009+047.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="justify">Big Daddy made the little shelf for me when we moved into our first house, back in the day when everything was mauve and country blue. Boy, has my taste evolved!! Now its black, if ever in doubt, paint it black! That's my theory.<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346607695525370434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikslRplEiq_5kjh2KKhJ4cCZq_BJIWjpUcRYSJBThE0yyUD8ygq8GlJUYNslf-W9l76jmFAf1gBMaau6G0DvcnesRlyAzlTeHfk3Db47oZS6j6rJ5yxm06i2UygIiJUgy18tB4goMxBaDG/s320/bathrooms+067.JPG" border="0" /><br />Big Boy's side of the bathroom<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4figyLrzAIPtayKrGf6O-OehMgUAiNhQEwhuPCddnJelH1RCwp7wz0YvQpACfO9D4L5sUrWR1TFJSAlS7IK_MSsJM7pVouszk017ZReH6-xS5-G362DBQlwUccdJaX2LEbjON0uZd0IP/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346607681648165698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4figyLrzAIPtayKrGf6O-OehMgUAiNhQEwhuPCddnJelH1RCwp7wz0YvQpACfO9D4L5sUrWR1TFJSAlS7IK_MSsJM7pVouszk017ZReH6-xS5-G362DBQlwUccdJaX2LEbjON0uZd0IP/s320/End+of+school+2009+045.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I added the ribbons to the top of the shower curtain to spruce it up.<br /><br /><br />OK....I would be remiss if I didn't include a picture of this...<br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346607673807046050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxWOfnoCabDooEqcUdlsIhkuCcNQVCY0aoughLxHizP57tpd9_wMP_coCElPowCVBSfaRO_LVV4vymd_OKptjx-wkkMfE2Bpw9ubDhmnKcZgpiQ064sGafugcaxPCnhbeL7WzCJZbTgYs2/s320/bathrooms+058.JPG" border="0" /><br />This is a picture of our back yard and fence. Did I mention I have two boys who love to "water the plants?" I think that qualifies it as a bathroom. ;o) Keepin' it real folks!!! See ya next week!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-2915738754784660462009-06-08T23:32:00.002-05:002009-06-08T23:35:47.303-05:00Jackpot!!!!I have to share with you!!!! I just found out that I won a blog makeover from <a href="http://tricia-nae.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">Tricia Nae</span></a>!!! Whoo Hoo! I am so excited and can't wait to see what Tricia comes up with! Stay tuned!!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-75195596202236561412009-06-06T13:09:00.015-05:002009-06-06T22:13:50.031-05:00Show Us Where You Live~Offices & Boys Rooms<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6khn8TqfxBNzHKKjm-bNlEm5esp_90Vf9i08ml6EMFjDwEqw7A2tyh9i4Yva9eitDXpg-tfvrPOkwecz0gCA0yZaUA5hyxEQya3nXmyVB_D8Xi2ZnecXCHPtZWGMixXWqBL29AjItg8mn/s1600-h/whereyoulivebutton.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344283438509257170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6khn8TqfxBNzHKKjm-bNlEm5esp_90Vf9i08ml6EMFjDwEqw7A2tyh9i4Yva9eitDXpg-tfvrPOkwecz0gCA0yZaUA5hyxEQya3nXmyVB_D8Xi2ZnecXCHPtZWGMixXWqBL29AjItg8mn/s320/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" /></a> Welcome back to another addition to <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Kelly's Korner</span> </a>Home Tour. This week she is featuring home offices. We have a true blue "Work from Home" office in our home UGH!! I am almost embarrassed to show you, but here goes...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ61VPIQAi2eKMhyphenhyphenARXzDVKYqb46oLQeyO3FXt8qVGJzvzH_079NBxkCP5hc2Kj1VVt_BhrcNq3Fex1h7bUFMWZinLGCHY1PFYt4W5zncDevbB6DEsAsm3z7U_hiTFwqd750qG-gE-1EqU/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344282936091144850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ61VPIQAi2eKMhyphenhyphenARXzDVKYqb46oLQeyO3FXt8qVGJzvzH_079NBxkCP5hc2Kj1VVt_BhrcNq3Fex1h7bUFMWZinLGCHY1PFYt4W5zncDevbB6DEsAsm3z7U_hiTFwqd750qG-gE-1EqU/s320/End+of+school+2009+060.JPG" border="0" /></a> Big Daddy owns a landscaping company and truly works out of our home and out of his truck. This is the view from the front door. That is what is so bad, it is one of the first things that you see when you walk in our front door. When we did our wood floors we had a lot of woodwork re -stained. However, we haven't gotten around to re-staining the woodwork in the office. Everything in our house had this 1990's pickle stain that has not aged well.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6JFsi_ULfbqtFZsUUQ87iqU7toAXaRKAN59X47VpOmZFWsLtwqTItWqaaNxbO9JNojpD_mRqIqt77XPCvGuiZfS7dDh34KYDoqCx1mIqOGPntvaprJQR4BmAg-afnzEABKS-Lu2jduGvC/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344282929177011602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6JFsi_ULfbqtFZsUUQ87iqU7toAXaRKAN59X47VpOmZFWsLtwqTItWqaaNxbO9JNojpD_mRqIqt77XPCvGuiZfS7dDh34KYDoqCx1mIqOGPntvaprJQR4BmAg-afnzEABKS-Lu2jduGvC/s320/End+of+school+2009+056.JPG" border="0" /></a> Big Daddy does a lot of things from his "headquarters". He has chaired many golf tournaments, co-chaired the Dad's club at our elementary school, organized teams that our boys have played on, prepared baseball lineups, planned vacations, and oh yes, not to mention run our business. I would not dare show you BEHIND the desk. Hopefully this summer I will dare to help him at least "straighten up" the place.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzZ1-fuVTKJy2zRJ80t_sdRRYpcn1ep76n9g3q3TbKLxiuv662ZK5bcP_KlIFcDq_LUygXiQutLNffu8_LajRpY3eKoHW8sQ-ZkCpabtp7mdklITvu-I2UULqccSTuY10vqX_9W_ZrhGOn/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344282927425372370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzZ1-fuVTKJy2zRJ80t_sdRRYpcn1ep76n9g3q3TbKLxiuv662ZK5bcP_KlIFcDq_LUygXiQutLNffu8_LajRpY3eKoHW8sQ-ZkCpabtp7mdklITvu-I2UULqccSTuY10vqX_9W_ZrhGOn/s320/End+of+school+2009+057.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Baseball corner...Yes, three new bats just this season...(cha-ching$!$) As you can see and they just HAD to be overnighted. Game balls, uniforms, hats, ugh....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HMWY49mPLd9o9sojIeNxbOic2r6lvtUrQpA40Ju53qYLjU0Xm619i5QENAJzIUTFK7XEZzhbbEtg7uWaNi_Uhyphenhypheny4sAMh_1gNwNsqs0qRB_v3TRnpp_ZaZKHAJkPMgwWSFhw5bRHDI5uA/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344282921194988946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HMWY49mPLd9o9sojIeNxbOic2r6lvtUrQpA40Ju53qYLjU0Xm619i5QENAJzIUTFK7XEZzhbbEtg7uWaNi_Uhyphenhypheny4sAMh_1gNwNsqs0qRB_v3TRnpp_ZaZKHAJkPMgwWSFhw5bRHDI5uA/s320/End+of+school+2009+061.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is how I choose to keep the doors...I can't stand it..., but it is HIS space/little pigpen.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wjjLDzEdk2tvidjv5JQKrttvtWMgDO131hHz6bBvmGrdAQ5JJPTui7Ff1Bukst-1h4hoyo5ETJmYC26XzD4PSu2nFeMVGbC2WqHJjiyo-k-jpetzXPvCrkMg30_3qZJguXUl3PMo1f_6/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344282918009224210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wjjLDzEdk2tvidjv5JQKrttvtWMgDO131hHz6bBvmGrdAQ5JJPTui7Ff1Bukst-1h4hoyo5ETJmYC26XzD4PSu2nFeMVGbC2WqHJjiyo-k-jpetzXPvCrkMg30_3qZJguXUl3PMo1f_6/s320/End+of+school+2009+062.JPG" border="0" /></a>I keep my laptop in the kitchen in the butler's pantry. This way I can check e-mail or keeps tabs on my boys when they are on the computer.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HHY80oUO4KdCfJ3ftQNurL7F7gli53ikjzX8iPeSb6PcbQe6cbpkVxN3HxwOOCjojLC9LL8e1JsgE6EEsoHj4xpiS6s4MWyxwvDPXlAkQcvYzRkIVqmlnil6GPoOVjMIqT_XOCS4wYen/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344281329035303554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HHY80oUO4KdCfJ3ftQNurL7F7gli53ikjzX8iPeSb6PcbQe6cbpkVxN3HxwOOCjojLC9LL8e1JsgE6EEsoHj4xpiS6s4MWyxwvDPXlAkQcvYzRkIVqmlnil6GPoOVjMIqT_XOCS4wYen/s320/End+of+school+2009+064.JPG" border="0" /></a> I just pull up the bar stool from the island if I need to sit and have a spare stool in the pantry if the boys want to both play games on the computer. I also take the laptop around the house with me so I can watch my DVR'd shows or sit out by the pool.<br /><br />I am like <a href="http://kathleenbradystanton.blogspot.com/2009/06/kates-office.html"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">Kate</span></a> over at The Flow of Flotrude, I spend most of my days at work, so I thought I would show you my office/Clinic where I work. I job share a school nursing position at a local elementary school and just LOVE it. The clinic that we have in our school is HUGE!!!<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxu2NEnaHKvJ5mHoipwqlDOSanHb4-80fDDHfrLHNSrbcInKXOCOmAxYSfVFjT-ZCBHmldKCKmHSbqZqJj7SH6VHqc4qoZbnCvMsIh1EMORmqA1j3zu9o_w0nVxtBe-Vc5sn-SzsQf1JV/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344281324977031522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxu2NEnaHKvJ5mHoipwqlDOSanHb4-80fDDHfrLHNSrbcInKXOCOmAxYSfVFjT-ZCBHmldKCKmHSbqZqJj7SH6VHqc4qoZbnCvMsIh1EMORmqA1j3zu9o_w0nVxtBe-Vc5sn-SzsQf1JV/s320/End+of+school+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Bonus is that it is in the front of the school and has a window so I can see when parents drive up to pick up the their sick kiddo. I have loved working at Green Elementary, I have made a lot of new friends and the kids have been great!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlci-ODPwxI9SetiCk3mJXuTNGuRlA0BjmQ9vxFH8t4l513LXSSipOyHxX6uu0ZFaeSK6vRrl66k9QmV8nzIZKRhtsMHfmVNFGiNT78IPF4B5kveObFjX7dROG9nkRwUZgWky3TgeWaGm/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344281320186350706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlci-ODPwxI9SetiCk3mJXuTNGuRlA0BjmQ9vxFH8t4l513LXSSipOyHxX6uu0ZFaeSK6vRrl66k9QmV8nzIZKRhtsMHfmVNFGiNT78IPF4B5kveObFjX7dROG9nkRwUZgWky3TgeWaGm/s320/End+of+school+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />All the letters on the wall are from Nurse's Day and from my class that adopted me this year. I want to give a " Shout Out" to Mrs. Doyle's 4th Grade Class!!! You guys ROCK!! They have given me some awesome things and have spoiled me rotten. I think the best thing was their "Parade of Students" when they brought me "special supplies" for the clinic one day. I just loved it. You know a class is going to be great, by the Fabulous Room Parents and Teacher!!!<br /><br /><br />Like I said, it has been a great year, but when you say "Good- bye" to one thing, you say "Hello" to the start of something new. I am so fortunate to have been hired to be the new school nurse in the brand new elementary school in our town. I am so excited!! We got to actually go into our new school last weekend and here is a picture of my new clinic.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpdQDS8VQ-73rw25qwKGb8_Sc8td2VnjsX7ZySsB0TtTG6u3ASk3s8h60ufGqgy2Or5RzGmjSJqMOh-g95P0PxwHsQ0pi6O0s3JgAvK1mxwLjRWSKjdx1NdWOWExZNjnlMr2LbYC_73L_/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344281313124061506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpdQDS8VQ-73rw25qwKGb8_Sc8td2VnjsX7ZySsB0TtTG6u3ASk3s8h60ufGqgy2Or5RzGmjSJqMOh-g95P0PxwHsQ0pi6O0s3JgAvK1mxwLjRWSKjdx1NdWOWExZNjnlMr2LbYC_73L_/s320/End+of+school+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Ta Da!!!!</div><div align="center">It is MUCH smaller<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIcPO5IyxUtCMipDUghaum0EgJ3ybOgQKq1nTHxGu-GeGs0oV2IncSJ2O_2ir6UG59F1JNjwMO5rPkSQCQdqoLEdLm1NBoCUvq0PZj4ldCpGxQBbEZQXNOzs3CG-HuplSBRkKkiHcwh4gs/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344281309980854674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIcPO5IyxUtCMipDUghaum0EgJ3ybOgQKq1nTHxGu-GeGs0oV2IncSJ2O_2ir6UG59F1JNjwMO5rPkSQCQdqoLEdLm1NBoCUvq0PZj4ldCpGxQBbEZQXNOzs3CG-HuplSBRkKkiHcwh4gs/s320/End+of+school+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />No window, but all NEW stuff!!!! The big two door cabinet goes in the bathroom for supplies.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSQO77VMXDlAVmFkftkyM-lMyKz7cinENgWPS6FuNE92-PkHpuwD-hBGAGb12nJWNB9n7BkRcZENvn4KxiIXz5sMAVepwWOmoMA9jBN9I1FJ3AP69beSqW6QYb-XsHRcQBWxXYL08d6iHQ/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280469488612290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSQO77VMXDlAVmFkftkyM-lMyKz7cinENgWPS6FuNE92-PkHpuwD-hBGAGb12nJWNB9n7BkRcZENvn4KxiIXz5sMAVepwWOmoMA9jBN9I1FJ3AP69beSqW6QYb-XsHRcQBWxXYL08d6iHQ/s320/End+of+school+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Nice counter tops and alot of storage for the small space.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGTe1etsnAns4-srXuenhGkLHyAxyG9eiYrd0WvwPh2uFxAI0DTvIx10-LU3kOYlsET-GqLvLhO0knfOUEGu4JMXQU_L4FBcntXuLzqIXG2vkspENNSkDJh1QSFotA6omE4chuxoFlXswR/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280462822154978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGTe1etsnAns4-srXuenhGkLHyAxyG9eiYrd0WvwPh2uFxAI0DTvIx10-LU3kOYlsET-GqLvLhO0knfOUEGu4JMXQU_L4FBcntXuLzqIXG2vkspENNSkDJh1QSFotA6omE4chuxoFlXswR/s320/End+of+school+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I can't WAIT to get in here and get it all set up and decorated for my students. I have alot of ideas about what I want to do. I have loved job sharing and shared space with a WONDERFUL nurse, but I a so excited to have everything be MY OWN!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />I was so busy last week with tying up loose ends with school and will recap the last 10 days of all the school activities in my next post. We had 7 baseball games in 5 days, plus parties, school, church, etc... You ALL have been there!!! However, I didn't get a chance to post my boy's rooms so I am tacking them on here. Just a quick peek....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUK9YGC-x0IJBLZtdWm75CNs3mCuCr0-7mmFZ7HmDQmewJsUaM7DnjfpPXc-MNjj1Wu8yGst-g7B_B8J0IWMSNiZOoe5ysLMAVmiTOhKnivJVH1V37U0fvgM3qnbzLi_Li9U_TOWkDMiPv/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280459186040914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUK9YGC-x0IJBLZtdWm75CNs3mCuCr0-7mmFZ7HmDQmewJsUaM7DnjfpPXc-MNjj1Wu8yGst-g7B_B8J0IWMSNiZOoe5ysLMAVmiTOhKnivJVH1V37U0fvgM3qnbzLi_Li9U_TOWkDMiPv/s320/End+of+school+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is Little Man's room. I love this black bed because it has a trundle under it in that box drawer thing. We just recently put this furniture in here as my big boy got a double bed. This bed used to be in his room and little man used to sleep on the trundle bed, despite the fact that he had his own room and own toddler bed. We hadn't really felt like upgrading his bed, because he was still sleeping in the same room with Big Bro.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqUOIDL0l5Wkmmfk-Do_nbaCU73qgqsEH4gApvy-7xfWvSakZ-a9f0EVzgKkS77QRLDuoV9t6PrV62tS7yH4Ho6X4TihpubTzU99T7wyiqayif9C3vjd7c2uNQ_8lrimICGCHNLZV4dOoC/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280457743931154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqUOIDL0l5Wkmmfk-Do_nbaCU73qgqsEH4gApvy-7xfWvSakZ-a9f0EVzgKkS77QRLDuoV9t6PrV62tS7yH4Ho6X4TihpubTzU99T7wyiqayif9C3vjd7c2uNQ_8lrimICGCHNLZV4dOoC/s320/End+of+school+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The denim chair is actually a glider rocker and was in both of the boy's nurseries.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWFrsYkr2YyplGGC07XrfJjS1XsKs-c7mlK-v24O7AderDPUfN-ZDLHArm6V-m7jiPRkAHdlNR-9rEWQGLN4_ME-nOCBkt3yzLLZmx2b0AM_bVUtFx3p3wTT72GyAfxoZtqUkiulDn4zb0/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280451656876162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWFrsYkr2YyplGGC07XrfJjS1XsKs-c7mlK-v24O7AderDPUfN-ZDLHArm6V-m7jiPRkAHdlNR-9rEWQGLN4_ME-nOCBkt3yzLLZmx2b0AM_bVUtFx3p3wTT72GyAfxoZtqUkiulDn4zb0/s320/End+of+school+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Cowboy theme, for my little buckaroo.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbfowEStMTVSEH1PzPvtdd8WXzrTX_sW1xj7IvXc4SFxMY91P1QnWq0UhcbFRXb0ptk4filWUaoogTC5glvcLasEtrP9lk93BvgNHa8R4bVfOEz3XpZNEgds0Tgs8uydcSE4LXfsJdEcx7/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344279707938098194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbfowEStMTVSEH1PzPvtdd8WXzrTX_sW1xj7IvXc4SFxMY91P1QnWq0UhcbFRXb0ptk4filWUaoogTC5glvcLasEtrP9lk93BvgNHa8R4bVfOEz3XpZNEgds0Tgs8uydcSE4LXfsJdEcx7/s320/End+of+school+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is a potting stand that I bought at Canton Trade Days that Big Daddy painted. We added the buffalo check cushion and used it as a changing table. It is still in Kyle's room with toys on the shelves. He doesn't really ask about the cushion, so I have left it on there. It is really hard for me the transition to the BIG BOY room, because the rooms were not really real "babyish" to begin with. Once where we stored pampers,we now store power rangers, backugons, and matchbox cars.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0PqldNGdEMI5XYCNB0rRG2GZqHfoc7OcFfLAl7Rarx38jigHDRT7u9ca2YUHtxZN6zXZgL6BwWZmAYdk1ZPY-Oidc2mEx4OKcSClhyphenhyphenVyZ7_QUub2mX1fg5sYIDN5HsekGdGiW_12-89Lo/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344279705014680018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0PqldNGdEMI5XYCNB0rRG2GZqHfoc7OcFfLAl7Rarx38jigHDRT7u9ca2YUHtxZN6zXZgL6BwWZmAYdk1ZPY-Oidc2mEx4OKcSClhyphenhyphenVyZ7_QUub2mX1fg5sYIDN5HsekGdGiW_12-89Lo/s320/End+of+school+2009+042.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is my Big Boy's room. We haven't found a headboard yet for him. My sister gave us the bed unexpectedly a couple of months ago, so I just sort of through some stuff together for Zack's bed. He loves the big bed. You can see all the "cuteness" is starting to disapper and "sports posters" are about to dominate.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhohn0z9u2OFDt4D6bjn63W6URuXegqou1kphg35FTyYJXIUCGkmGhy5JmPm4Ys7MsgcCv24tcSwmKRXpk7oFIjYKc_A7lFhnna4mf_ZPpoHfJ_B4C1isioiJhQwzHPqLVKEsQLCY_o2ebe/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344279701991111234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhohn0z9u2OFDt4D6bjn63W6URuXegqou1kphg35FTyYJXIUCGkmGhy5JmPm4Ys7MsgcCv24tcSwmKRXpk7oFIjYKc_A7lFhnna4mf_ZPpoHfJ_B4C1isioiJhQwzHPqLVKEsQLCY_o2ebe/s320/End+of+school+2009+037.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sports Trophy's and team pictures. The batting helmet on top is signed by the Texas A&M Aggies Baseball team from last year. They were the Big 12 Conference Champions and Zack attended their baseball camp and got the know #44~Luke Anders aka "Big Donkey". He is their 1st baseman. Like my nephew Ben who plays baseball for Texas Tech said, when they played against Luke and the Aggies..."he is the biggest player I have ever seen". He is a Beast, but the nicest guy around.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3Nb5oU7zvX4a-96ZEHK-q6dK5gedpNebKhxbZXl05HDJcV8X4fKmKrlJl4H0YO_epnnNpTAm0gDwMXgxXc6UMbBbH16DMlGRpBjeKnXonFstYE_L-A7nuTs7M98b3H8yF2c1gR5CNTvr/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344279697150979762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3Nb5oU7zvX4a-96ZEHK-q6dK5gedpNebKhxbZXl05HDJcV8X4fKmKrlJl4H0YO_epnnNpTAm0gDwMXgxXc6UMbBbH16DMlGRpBjeKnXonFstYE_L-A7nuTs7M98b3H8yF2c1gR5CNTvr/s320/End+of+school+2009+043.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Zack's reading area. He does not share his mother's love of reading. Dr. Seuss has been replaced with Sports Illustrated for Kids and Professional Team game programs.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG_9_5dZrf1U5RSABVyEIOWkw0Bnr32qcnqUvFlNIwnMa3wuRReG5KCmkOQmcsZUgecMI-RcTp1Umd3-QTRGJ4zcqgNdfKh9lrKCo4zIihfa0E8wg8-vqOUcoGXgkaeBxJlSN_r0hvo_js/s1600-h/End+of+school+2009+047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344279685530142322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG_9_5dZrf1U5RSABVyEIOWkw0Bnr32qcnqUvFlNIwnMa3wuRReG5KCmkOQmcsZUgecMI-RcTp1Umd3-QTRGJ4zcqgNdfKh9lrKCo4zIihfa0E8wg8-vqOUcoGXgkaeBxJlSN_r0hvo_js/s320/End+of+school+2009+047.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is a shot looking into the boy's bathroom...now if they only took their bath's in there. I guess we will get to see the bathrooms next week!!! </div><div></div><div>***Special thanks to <a href="http://cheriquitecontrary.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-us-where-you-live-friday-office.html"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">Cheri</span></a> at Cheri Quite Contrary for her assistance with my technical difficulties!!! Thanks new friend!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-70899518022517114212009-06-03T22:17:00.002-05:002009-06-03T22:27:40.545-05:00Wordless Wednesday<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyfYMo2xiUVlOThDa3de9PWFfaleL3hmCdDQ33o2RMW-OnszTAq0BQ8Z0v05GUfXrZTCWw9eK0bdXN80urVnw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-1710782342612961452009-05-21T20:59:00.011-05:002009-05-21T23:18:59.730-05:00Show Us Where You Live Friday~Dining Rooms<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiX51lfe0ESdpZJ2jQNMyhkwAO8BBhD-9dYFrixevFPewPhWAzOZckv6yq1BdSEybxVzFEqvb09Ktv1Il1465BZEyx_UzwzPtfcnz53cZ1SpONuIZJaNXf4qXDbdkbA_Mej3Hhe9U17yXx/s1600-h/whereyoulivebutton.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338464358436219346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiX51lfe0ESdpZJ2jQNMyhkwAO8BBhD-9dYFrixevFPewPhWAzOZckv6yq1BdSEybxVzFEqvb09Ktv1Il1465BZEyx_UzwzPtfcnz53cZ1SpONuIZJaNXf4qXDbdkbA_Mej3Hhe9U17yXx/s320/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" /></a> Welcome back for the newest installment of Kelly's Korner Tour of Homes. This week we are touring all over the counrty and taking a peak at where families gather around the table to celebrate holidays, birthdays, and family dinners. Welcome to my dining room, the second least frequented room in my home. (We celebrate most holiday meals at my sisters.)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDbNnXHZp7KvKwgHfeZ3nK2e8d9RILQVj6OWnSDdV87uWsL8IbujZ6vmsGxFx1k5vPzSeUZZVgSE93D3qPAftN6yXw6_1qmVpMK4OYRuGuFaSGqpjMWJDr9u3vZqwccd5ZxZfI5XkmqDkk/s1600-h/Dining+Room+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338463357852936258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDbNnXHZp7KvKwgHfeZ3nK2e8d9RILQVj6OWnSDdV87uWsL8IbujZ6vmsGxFx1k5vPzSeUZZVgSE93D3qPAftN6yXw6_1qmVpMK4OYRuGuFaSGqpjMWJDr9u3vZqwccd5ZxZfI5XkmqDkk/s320/Dining+Room+011.JPG" border="0" /></a> We bought this dining room furniture 16 years ago and it is really traditional. I pride myself on being a traditionalist, but this is a little formal for us now. However, I don't like change very well, so it stays for now.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK_92DjKPHCgTdI2qlrHZgIsNDUvYbEVjsPumHvbLZZBXtn3XWNBOzjgtNCaWp1Tdz_7dBfJgUNuB6l-V4ajzYYeK5JLSowJeOjA8HemngPRU058ikNjgZ0cWGCwcdnsDGWXBjs_sQxnG/s1600-h/Dining+Room+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338463352857538002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK_92DjKPHCgTdI2qlrHZgIsNDUvYbEVjsPumHvbLZZBXtn3XWNBOzjgtNCaWp1Tdz_7dBfJgUNuB6l-V4ajzYYeK5JLSowJeOjA8HemngPRU058ikNjgZ0cWGCwcdnsDGWXBjs_sQxnG/s320/Dining+Room+013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is looking into the dining room from our living room. (the LEAST frequented room in my home). I run into the living room when I talk on the phone to escape my boys and the sound of Sponge Bob Square Pants. The moldings are done very nice in here, traditional, but nice.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2mM3ZVu3OAaItKT_ZHzLPzm2lb6BnwOMmeHMRCi9HI4cYCmxLKj648kjgDZ-ttOYjyzxw_nFq1w5fMhfxFTE1EKa37wHXPTPgJIWA38kEmOsEmS6A8yTETyueZ7RvUemjitXdl5Wd9Us/s1600-h/Dining+Room+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338463350099202674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2mM3ZVu3OAaItKT_ZHzLPzm2lb6BnwOMmeHMRCi9HI4cYCmxLKj648kjgDZ-ttOYjyzxw_nFq1w5fMhfxFTE1EKa37wHXPTPgJIWA38kEmOsEmS6A8yTETyueZ7RvUemjitXdl5Wd9Us/s320/Dining+Room+015.JPG" border="0" /></a> I added the shades to the existing brass chandlier. I wanted to change the thing so bad when we first moved in, but now I am embarassed to say it has sort of become invisible to me. Lookie there...it that a light bulb burned out? Nice!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2sUA6VFV1eEvMLAS7gtPc_s2rXclGKunG3630SPP2ngb6q_-tdMMFtbLUW-O8SfT_fAstB6_MIFfMM67vUEh0I5JgyYTHOv7IH0Qo3AS9GzxN5DuNCgnzPlt5w2Qut3SNXMftwGzP92AC/s1600-h/Dining+Room+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338463344465313778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2sUA6VFV1eEvMLAS7gtPc_s2rXclGKunG3630SPP2ngb6q_-tdMMFtbLUW-O8SfT_fAstB6_MIFfMM67vUEh0I5JgyYTHOv7IH0Qo3AS9GzxN5DuNCgnzPlt5w2Qut3SNXMftwGzP92AC/s320/Dining+Room+018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />But I am the Queen of the dimmer switch. If everylight in the house could have a dimmer on it, I would be a happy woman. I don't really like overhead light to begin with, but can work with it if it has a dimmer.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUEimGkV1vouKXAtMPrftFWj3Rl1uViuyvbu3pJFEyBbCVeeYk3MurhRnLcZ0H53s6UDvqQbu-hqMgMndkyGTeenVK34Mth7oijWiGlQpKDTWZ1EM1FKsl3rmr-CuJfmCgAThRAncwLRI/s1600-h/Dining+Room+022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338463338749425682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUEimGkV1vouKXAtMPrftFWj3Rl1uViuyvbu3pJFEyBbCVeeYk3MurhRnLcZ0H53s6UDvqQbu-hqMgMndkyGTeenVK34Mth7oijWiGlQpKDTWZ1EM1FKsl3rmr-CuJfmCgAThRAncwLRI/s320/Dining+Room+022.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Looking back into the living room</div><br /><div align="center">{entry way light with a dimmer :-)}<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSCSM2ZUeVZmIxHwBzQKgWKv64rOL_HF1evULfCIQNGyKhpCNeOMvVFfqxRyRAHPJ8VcJv7BXA1E9yuzqgvNWvD4KKUjMlNpH8CghxaoLhjYy1q-lUBBTgvpwY0bGDiIych6jx2Id5OXWf/s1600-h/Dining+Room+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338462805534319522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSCSM2ZUeVZmIxHwBzQKgWKv64rOL_HF1evULfCIQNGyKhpCNeOMvVFfqxRyRAHPJ8VcJv7BXA1E9yuzqgvNWvD4KKUjMlNpH8CghxaoLhjYy1q-lUBBTgvpwY0bGDiIych6jx2Id5OXWf/s320/Dining+Room+019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I bought this piece two houses ago and it has been in a different room in each house. I store placemats and candles here. In our last house this was in our family and I kept a downstairs supply of diapers and wipes for quick changes. The picture is a Windberg that used to be in my MeeMaw's apartment.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJIfk3N6_Rwaj20uPmQ9ebZvQPf0Pvw7169fni25lVIbSCbqtDlDkudZKhJ-CN_UfyAxCrpNlS4wPUam0a3O-J46oIlBSoTp8ob5NEX55eDhVwb_DCYLb2VLfu4HGUAqiDdVS4KyyeuA2T/s1600-h/Dining+Room+029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338462803735244306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJIfk3N6_Rwaj20uPmQ9ebZvQPf0Pvw7169fni25lVIbSCbqtDlDkudZKhJ-CN_UfyAxCrpNlS4wPUam0a3O-J46oIlBSoTp8ob5NEX55eDhVwb_DCYLb2VLfu4HGUAqiDdVS4KyyeuA2T/s320/Dining+Room+029.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the butler's pantry right inside the kitchen area. I use it for my laptop and sort of desk area. Hey! There are my two sweet nieces on the screensaver!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXa8CuNNQMNjMmp-Kww_XfBAp5fhlUA9t7AxAkWZo8sDUIuP3f5vG46hc67oFNZzow_dhqoFMbFaMt4oiYB3eZR_YoYIKYvlrTNBtcl8qt12cwy94J6jwk1SL4TOpn0zIIszrQwH_bqbh/s1600-h/Dining+Room+031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338462799435065010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXa8CuNNQMNjMmp-Kww_XfBAp5fhlUA9t7AxAkWZo8sDUIuP3f5vG46hc67oFNZzow_dhqoFMbFaMt4oiYB3eZR_YoYIKYvlrTNBtcl8qt12cwy94J6jwk1SL4TOpn0zIIszrQwH_bqbh/s320/Dining+Room+031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This sofa table was a wedding present 18 years ago!! It has seen ALL the homes we have lived in. A long time ago a decorator friend told me that when you have an accessory table you should have 3 things on it. Well, I have 3 vingettes going on here. 3 finials from Hobby Lobby, a clock, and a cake plate with 3 rose bowls with candles on top. I think I pushed the "rule" to the limit here. The clock is one I treated myself to a couple of years ago from a place in Plano called AntiqueStop.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338483424384032322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzAWC8tYuRwb1OBZIloSSYwhodKfRp6Mp5dmGBAJancQPx89cEBNpufxtbdO8OACLo9a7tsh4vqvnJ5dBbl2FUQ8aeKOQo7o86ufO8OcrnvUDU0l1KUYvs6E9ruMoVGyxQqfxKB0xTxqg/s320/Dining+Ro%3Cspan%20class=" /></span>This is my formal dinnerware (you know, because we are SO formal). I chose Lenox Eternal pattern because it has a classic look and my mom and sister have a pattern called Mansfield that looks almost identical. When we have a shower,we have 36 salad plates between the three of us!! In addition to the Eternal salad plates, I also selceted to get the Holiday salad plates when I did my wedding registry. This was a BOLD step 18 years ago when I got married. All in all I am still really happy with the choices I made back then. We still have and use the white Mikasa pattern that I chose for our everyday dishes.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338483428226450786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9SQqmgNjdWH4Cmf0wfFW77ByvDuh6ANN0lXXHPNC0oaPRSB2tthbZLiJ2yvd2T033b9c5OTuvVqCtKNQx4VfPQ_d71Myn8-Hde43xQ7-pk29i-uJmeXnoHXcqU9Pd3ZJDWJ2ANxJ_w4br/s320/Dining+Room+041.JPG" border="0" /> In t</span>he last several years my mom started this pattern for me which I LOVE! It is Christmas Tree Grove by Spode. This is much more my style and we use it for our everyday dishes during the holidays. It is a litte different than the traditional Spode Christmas pattern.<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338494929748860482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh46fIT65Ps9j7MsdDW60c-NwCgN85c6_nj6zpo-DKGrHf91b9WGKeLfVL5FF1DJEDF70mF0KJbRljtSc5l_AyTONquhcAGKhRJQ8WoltPfovYKwaCxFOHUZaDdiZ8IhmrYGR9gIlVWrJgX/s320/Dining+Room+024.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5JmhJ95qJGyqMJIMhGXk10YBzBM4Ziq5sOMEVopvAdNQWQPcdZ3801rGVFBbUOA8muW_0gQ54XFXLTd84enjTtLmiki83HBWwDYBtwD83eqgjsoCRzQ0qW99cl82dssBvC-FMjgIa-BJt/s1600-h/Dining+Room+024.JPG"></span><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#990000;">I really love the paint treatment we did in the dining room. When we bought the house it had a deep burgandy almost purple paint on the walls. The paint now is a mossy green (Ralph Laren ~ Herb Garden) with a tea stain over the top of it also by RL. It was so easy to do too. Big Daddy painted the room one day and then the next day we did the tea stain while the kids took a nap. It was really quick and we were so surprised with the finished product. </span></a><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbL_x6vM46efZFDMKlAOgiTeb_Pb3JVf67K7xUn3sxgVZeKpDFoYYIAftdt6gazv4PnE4R0UEV_CM-1nW430vgnLJ8gbxNAqiTu4B1gDWX4i0phb_wVYSSDa760-NDljjelxBQvKvAqylM/s1600-h/Dining+Room+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338462786916243618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbL_x6vM46efZFDMKlAOgiTeb_Pb3JVf67K7xUn3sxgVZeKpDFoYYIAftdt6gazv4PnE4R0UEV_CM-1nW430vgnLJ8gbxNAqiTu4B1gDWX4i0phb_wVYSSDa760-NDljjelxBQvKvAqylM/s320/Dining+Room+034.JPG" border="0" /></a> When we first moved into this house, it had carpet in the living and dining rooms, so when we put down the hardwood floors we needed a rug for the dining room. We found this rug at Costco for not much money and it has worked great!! We thought it would get the job done for now, you know those kind of purchases. You spent your bundle on the the floors, but now you need a rug for cheap. The durn thing has actually grown on me. It stays for now.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338484687879382402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPaSIqv3ZLAHExl_44_W6skElaSE1vcaevSl0_izsysig10A8NdjtSZw3FYOXzvfttGrS12hlqt-bxudEruGgTEhV3lm7YpgVgJXD3yy4Sho1fHs66BxLbHItAqMz7cOROQd7B7ETV5wgn/s320/transfer+pictures+005.JPG" border="0" /><br />I thought I would throw in a picture of my family at my sister's house and HER dining room, this is where we usually gather to celebrate! Thanks for stopping by and see ya next week. Y'all come back now!!!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-19105328724289702792009-05-21T06:36:00.006-05:002009-05-21T06:55:39.611-05:00Field Trips<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKvFUqRdaIze_kmsf5kRoQQyJgQa_9KXw1c88aLD-s6Fy8pSc7UMmpvw-G44AUnSWBQg2PaavQZOLL77-SYV8gtiH9wGLNKhVJF8OZi7nQcxQPI_LZBFKeUWrodxh03EI2zYhmMDoSD5Mo/s1600-h/graduations+2009+027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338240895057613506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKvFUqRdaIze_kmsf5kRoQQyJgQa_9KXw1c88aLD-s6Fy8pSc7UMmpvw-G44AUnSWBQg2PaavQZOLL77-SYV8gtiH9wGLNKhVJF8OZi7nQcxQPI_LZBFKeUWrodxh03EI2zYhmMDoSD5Mo/s320/graduations+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /></a>Fields Trips...didn't you just love 'em when you went as a kid? It is one of those things that just isn't the quite the same when you go as an adult and chaparone. My second grader, soon to be third grader had a field trip to the Rough Riders baseball game.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgPncycwnnS9DLnV9sL6EkzyOFOz28LQJTr27e5FzI5_SoZCpWQ7y3XKg4iqblVbHXB8hsjiZvPXj4-aeF-Aqv3V5RDyX38ZWDEe1Ez1CPEEPTarDwz12u7vN3-zbh2pKt_DWWg6AGvNI/s1600-h/graduations+2009+028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338240551530471762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgPncycwnnS9DLnV9sL6EkzyOFOz28LQJTr27e5FzI5_SoZCpWQ7y3XKg4iqblVbHXB8hsjiZvPXj4-aeF-Aqv3V5RDyX38ZWDEe1Ez1CPEEPTarDwz12u7vN3-zbh2pKt_DWWg6AGvNI/s320/graduations+2009+028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Here is Zack's class getting ready to load the bus. Zack is the one there with arms cross thinking there mymomis with her dang camera AGAIN!! Whoo Hoo!! Parents didn't have to ride the bus, you could just follow behind in your own car!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvxtrdDWfEyJLlznSckav10tS1rQxDcUkPcBHnyje37P2HtUHtUNcJy_DdU3Q8QEHy22gWqBDn88ag2JjLNDGndjQ_EuOxurfbV2xPEeegHfpqM679P3b9Ud8jLC5Mbm-QLaKnIRXeehu/s1600-h/graduations+2009+033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338240547734069570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvxtrdDWfEyJLlznSckav10tS1rQxDcUkPcBHnyje37P2HtUHtUNcJy_DdU3Q8QEHy22gWqBDn88ag2JjLNDGndjQ_EuOxurfbV2xPEeegHfpqM679P3b9Ud8jLC5Mbm-QLaKnIRXeehu/s320/graduations+2009+033.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The Frisco Rough Riders is a Minor League Baseball team, but they have a wonderful facility and they do great things for our surrounding communities and it is a great family day venue. I wasn't sure what the purpose of this particular field trip was going to be, but soon found out that it was "Elementary School Day". Uh Huh!!! about 6000 kids! You had to be affiliated with a school to get tickets to the game.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30i9t5lRyqCMo3tVmhK27Rv_SkQbYrBUSOSyNL06MXIZAwOAh64b2m7-pfVLcshGtetQbGDELrmNiCWUobZG2OvkWXpQe6pQY_XlyQQTSxrrJTNjHI0d7nM_xHED2IoNPJW3193KQ-e26/s1600-h/graduations+2009+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338240542984393042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30i9t5lRyqCMo3tVmhK27Rv_SkQbYrBUSOSyNL06MXIZAwOAh64b2m7-pfVLcshGtetQbGDELrmNiCWUobZG2OvkWXpQe6pQY_XlyQQTSxrrJTNjHI0d7nM_xHED2IoNPJW3193KQ-e26/s320/graduations+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />It was a beautiful day, but HOT!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3XqK-IvffQfEZxrYcD6_aIQF2ezYAJ7I2j5y3vvdKZ-T8yRMM9Cs98t0eOGF1aArFoPU76O2vY8XMkuLUrAbpI4IF4q-t9jmAtrBIflSi-mHA0hKwlrjnerZb0XaH3Z1nn67iyNnz2sxz/s1600-h/graduations+2009+029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338240538515093522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3XqK-IvffQfEZxrYcD6_aIQF2ezYAJ7I2j5y3vvdKZ-T8yRMM9Cs98t0eOGF1aArFoPU76O2vY8XMkuLUrAbpI4IF4q-t9jmAtrBIflSi-mHA0hKwlrjnerZb0XaH3Z1nn67iyNnz2sxz/s320/graduations+2009+029.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div>Our school getting recognized on the jumbo tron<br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338240900249622146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF5MH38dnh5o5E3OSQMtq2Gxa2CnwquQeqWY71YWC6afGiIBlBJJCZFLG_Bc92ox7itRHPXEYe7XGnGHtbBVSYeteyb67XcDfuq7w6oHBoLBi0nujH6rSXG3UYZGtecabB0f7gOfAYpFbm/s320/graduations+2009+035.JPG" border="0" />Trip to the souvenir shop for trinkets. Why else do you want mom to come on the trip??<br />Zack got a pennant for his room and a BIG foam finger!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr_d7sSTscN_-L6Ga1huCEiN6UsMcjDr6QJlppkd7HLc7X3VoB6_hPvLYx3mebXf_crcSQs1ml5uALa3sC4lrY_lCoM1AnruFB4phL9c8VZfyZaTrpHeOQ83E419W2YcG180aIh3RWtFaC/s1600-h/graduations+2009+032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338240531824788690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr_d7sSTscN_-L6Ga1huCEiN6UsMcjDr6QJlppkd7HLc7X3VoB6_hPvLYx3mebXf_crcSQs1ml5uALa3sC4lrY_lCoM1AnruFB4phL9c8VZfyZaTrpHeOQ83E419W2YcG180aIh3RWtFaC/s320/graduations+2009+032.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Mom comes for a moment like this.</div><div>I love you Zack and am so proud of you.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-53707085242546733062009-05-20T11:54:00.013-05:002009-05-20T13:45:43.843-05:00A Weekend Full Of Graduation And Gratitude...Ready or Not<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3kWkqqwlH96vfkdDtkAIYacbUhcIZw6zWpOGqBu0m6B2WzUlHIU0N6EzB4_Skujr2mMgb6HjPeZbZnMkhbzSiDTHU5Neza7fqptDdSs2ZIKOI88r2aHKz_9BA5ZSWQXo_8RgnrznN5Es/s1600-h/graduations+2009+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337965267700219506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3kWkqqwlH96vfkdDtkAIYacbUhcIZw6zWpOGqBu0m6B2WzUlHIU0N6EzB4_Skujr2mMgb6HjPeZbZnMkhbzSiDTHU5Neza7fqptDdSs2ZIKOI88r2aHKz_9BA5ZSWQXo_8RgnrznN5Es/s320/graduations+2009+036.JPG" border="0" /></a> This past weekend was full of milestones for my family. My youngest, Kyle graduated from preschool and my niece Grace graduated from Oklahoma University. My sister and I are 10 planned years apart. My mom, aka Meemommie came in from West Texas busting with pride to see her grand children do their thing. Friday started off with Kyle's end of school program at his preschool. The children who will be starting public school next year perform and it is sort of like a graduation/recognition program.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKt2lro7AwFJO6XFMvXczzyFK2q9b0OMZVbXjX7jeWUvgqumv7S7u2Li0zCIy05rFpjIdNq9VjfWlAOgVZME31Ugo38XGl1VwLrjwRP9iSY48EOjtamBgt7_VXSvovqEd2X7yKmUkH-Wx/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337963265342569298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKt2lro7AwFJO6XFMvXczzyFK2q9b0OMZVbXjX7jeWUvgqumv7S7u2Li0zCIy05rFpjIdNq9VjfWlAOgVZME31Ugo38XGl1VwLrjwRP9iSY48EOjtamBgt7_VXSvovqEd2X7yKmUkH-Wx/s320/guest+bedroom+038.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The stage was all set, and so was my heart. I am so ready for him to go to kindergarten next year because I know he is so ready to be there. I was REAL happy when I wrote my last check for tuition earlier this month. OK, back to my heart... when Ms. McClinitic welcomed everyone, I felt my face get red and my eyes start to fill. Where was this coming from??? I am so ready, Kyle is so ready.......<span style="font-size:78%;">I thought I was ready.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> Get a grip!!! You are ready!!! I think I was just overcome with gratitude to these wonderful people who have helped form Kyle's little life so far. These are the people who have taken time on their Saturday's to come watch him play sports, who tell me he is so precious, who tell me he is a good friend to others, a quiet leader by example. UGH!!! Am I really ready to let go of this innocence just yet??<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHz-bJGwvCLODzYluVvLupfZG_SSQV5t5_R_Qc2lyokpaNwu9LNTGdSA05lScdPvQTtfmNQENf8dT_boW8wUpfUeyOydmIsPvmZHmdx-Xda1UM0eNyDBDXlPBx3loTeIKk_P6U3iA7JNUg/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337963261026632194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHz-bJGwvCLODzYluVvLupfZG_SSQV5t5_R_Qc2lyokpaNwu9LNTGdSA05lScdPvQTtfmNQENf8dT_boW8wUpfUeyOydmIsPvmZHmdx-Xda1UM0eNyDBDXlPBx3loTeIKk_P6U3iA7JNUg/s320/guest+bedroom+042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />A sweet little preschool where you get to sing about God's Amazing Grace and how they have "Joy, Joy, Joy" down in their precious little hearts? Kyle has made some great little friends at preschool and I was just a little unexpectedly sad to see it come to a close. I won't even discuss the slide show at the end where they played no other than Amy Grant's "Friends are Friends Forever" and showed pictures of our babies. I get choked up just typing it.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqa8dw8ZbSw5lIIpFSGSTo-vJdEI6Tn5rCED7o5CRNIIBJIEJ9OMO50IT3_0qLpGHwfzuiGAumT0oc23isriaMtYHrlvpqeHgYkx6ny3NMqr3xysclEVVyftsHHwmaVmAD7w3c_6XLQ8kL/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337961392642306898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqa8dw8ZbSw5lIIpFSGSTo-vJdEI6Tn5rCED7o5CRNIIBJIEJ9OMO50IT3_0qLpGHwfzuiGAumT0oc23isriaMtYHrlvpqeHgYkx6ny3NMqr3xysclEVVyftsHHwmaVmAD7w3c_6XLQ8kL/s320/guest+bedroom+052.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Our Littlest Graduate<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxw88LqQvXEQgkssiek3vnCccSXvuqHJrJUwTso5xyHJY2DO-ht6eqnmRZl6XImuLVWZVO8RtUgThBfa6cV98RpLGBj-ONAXVDmxHvqzcM0GpJT-inrCn7tWMCyb7Wqc1MtxC52PknAYCt/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952668618531042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxw88LqQvXEQgkssiek3vnCccSXvuqHJrJUwTso5xyHJY2DO-ht6eqnmRZl6XImuLVWZVO8RtUgThBfa6cV98RpLGBj-ONAXVDmxHvqzcM0GpJT-inrCn7tWMCyb7Wqc1MtxC52PknAYCt/s320/guest+bedroom+058.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Buddies Ryan, Kyle, and Braden on their way to lunch with the moms<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheOY6Owrys3rWeJRKlw3GzFLxlK-FiRtJtZuQIOYiXKAh0WnX6K-F83g5E_b5ZvzfwFtVSh5zZpOp0SDXo1upPWoaCJKkq_9KB-jUzmxaMrYsL-ReZt9ha_vfuclwBwaUa_WhrKJmsOP5g/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952663015045138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheOY6Owrys3rWeJRKlw3GzFLxlK-FiRtJtZuQIOYiXKAh0WnX6K-F83g5E_b5ZvzfwFtVSh5zZpOp0SDXo1upPWoaCJKkq_9KB-jUzmxaMrYsL-ReZt9ha_vfuclwBwaUa_WhrKJmsOP5g/s320/guest+bedroom+060.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We went to Momma's pizza for lunch afterwards to celebrate.<br /><br /></div><div align="justify">Then the next morning my mom and I set off for Norman to see Grace, my niece graduate from OU. We missed the all University graduation on Friday night and opted to go to see her graduate from the College of Mass Communications. We should have gone to the Friday night event, we heard that it was amazing with fireworks and all.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8efzsw-1MuZBm-gEdOUgutw4GlLu8UPD73iQ4cC_CxoeisBAY04U0QEvVeI5dPuVC05bUEufnxBymclshWiCpelCLkDb-bt1hg29bRabw910gwXneOZPL7oTcVlDVqdAmdJdhWsJHFmgc/s1600-h/graduations+2009+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952063838810050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8efzsw-1MuZBm-gEdOUgutw4GlLu8UPD73iQ4cC_CxoeisBAY04U0QEvVeI5dPuVC05bUEufnxBymclshWiCpelCLkDb-bt1hg29bRabw910gwXneOZPL7oTcVlDVqdAmdJdhWsJHFmgc/s320/graduations+2009+004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />When mom and I got to Norman we met up with my sister and her clan. Let me introduce them...My sister Cindy is in the pink,my mom, Gracie Girl our graduate, my brother in law Rich, (my boys call him E-Rich) me and my niece Hannah. Hannah lives in NYC. Crazy Texas girl living in the big city and all!!!<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QdMaulRPyvRG9mkLSAOjm02WUEP5Pzgcw-XxvQ3whTCUM6LXsEWKT0PzWpJMVutd7bFbk97EJSNHy5WSCkHUgJ5S3PdjcYAhZsMx20rQw9wAQKBE3pDGm9aJdpNTKN_J7Uzn9YPDnEXT/s1600-h/graduations+2009+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952058922443666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QdMaulRPyvRG9mkLSAOjm02WUEP5Pzgcw-XxvQ3whTCUM6LXsEWKT0PzWpJMVutd7bFbk97EJSNHy5WSCkHUgJ5S3PdjcYAhZsMx20rQw9wAQKBE3pDGm9aJdpNTKN_J7Uzn9YPDnEXT/s320/graduations+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our Girl all "Pomp and Circumstance"<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpWBJMCVcq8m4tgwMluq2SusJD0Ri9NpWDzOraziNkb80sB-DoyC9TzgsW36FXeN05TEpITNcmn4CphM8jX8hjeYp9cHz1TM5iEOldxiD8E3K6q2Jtbsm_3J9nuDeQyRpeP5NFZQAEZu1U/s1600-h/graduations+2009+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952051093660242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpWBJMCVcq8m4tgwMluq2SusJD0Ri9NpWDzOraziNkb80sB-DoyC9TzgsW36FXeN05TEpITNcmn4CphM8jX8hjeYp9cHz1TM5iEOldxiD8E3K6q2Jtbsm_3J9nuDeQyRpeP5NFZQAEZu1U/s320/graduations+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /></a>Here she is pointing out to her friend her red-necked hillbilly relatives!!! </div><div>"Yep, them right there!!"<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfFqHovyT6Km9sNyC6N_dookoG9jaQl-nbie_oZxpzrhmRKpqywDFleoy2LhEs1dljhuf4Jw5KpZ3D6TdfS7FWRoPddGJPmurA0j4-bjIMUmQr7q7FTTVeHi2kW88QJhNqj9xjEqJPfUuW/s1600-h/graduations+2009+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952045015295954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfFqHovyT6Km9sNyC6N_dookoG9jaQl-nbie_oZxpzrhmRKpqywDFleoy2LhEs1dljhuf4Jw5KpZ3D6TdfS7FWRoPddGJPmurA0j4-bjIMUmQr7q7FTTVeHi2kW88QJhNqj9xjEqJPfUuW/s320/graduations+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /></a> She did it!!! And the girl's got a job waiting for her in Dallas to boot!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhndPIkJAcIj2IEai7DybkCvRlWffBeNib5rE8UeU5foRLrL0C0dUKCAIDe1Ap5o_uKe41ycWNvAwq_v4Zw5sHwtN6GA8z7C7rew46BN7lJ14lOjTPJE0IWJCTdXaAvYq2dvQv5cXiqFFLN/s1600-h/graduations+2009+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952041765315698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhndPIkJAcIj2IEai7DybkCvRlWffBeNib5rE8UeU5foRLrL0C0dUKCAIDe1Ap5o_uKe41ycWNvAwq_v4Zw5sHwtN6GA8z7C7rew46BN7lJ14lOjTPJE0IWJCTdXaAvYq2dvQv5cXiqFFLN/s320/graduations+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /></a>Mission Accomplished!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-Xy0f8eqR6KFbqOBS1qOHoSOFFPVOr6myYq1gId48PObF0BKWm-JIj2M07qd4CQECROcBanlxoe_nXSPMMbtCaHERqQgDndHhOKsfHiSOWyd6eaem0HXtuierSKOQDR0h9n_nERsM80r/s1600-h/graduations+2009+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337951457278624386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-Xy0f8eqR6KFbqOBS1qOHoSOFFPVOr6myYq1gId48PObF0BKWm-JIj2M07qd4CQECROcBanlxoe_nXSPMMbtCaHERqQgDndHhOKsfHiSOWyd6eaem0HXtuierSKOQDR0h9n_nERsM80r/s320/graduations+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /></a> Grace, we are so proud of you!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiitvDcLguFFIBydWsC-Y8sCShQlTYTwPZH5dlKKXmDdypHkv_tJhMalwVnmtzlGB2bzor6fpfCGSLS9N3xzaDDkwrys7cA7X0oUCC1JZZ7h8kXWLJzSzN21SVrJBBwv1Uz3jIVpKjQa9et/s1600-h/graduations+2009+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337951453573239314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiitvDcLguFFIBydWsC-Y8sCShQlTYTwPZH5dlKKXmDdypHkv_tJhMalwVnmtzlGB2bzor6fpfCGSLS9N3xzaDDkwrys7cA7X0oUCC1JZZ7h8kXWLJzSzN21SVrJBBwv1Uz3jIVpKjQa9et/s320/graduations+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /></a> After graduation we had a nice lunch feast at Legends in Norman of delicious steaks, blue cheese wedge salads, and scrumptious Coca Cola cake as well as my favorite, lemon cake.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjTTNigtSyUVyHJIkkDQ0NH57Eumax87226Hc6QYXOxCjoW1ShoiFki8m4AB9i8jZT-0TrxLbNb6j_Hpp6d79UeDNUWLUxxMmYGBHex3aQjDcv9xKf0KXGotYfipv1vSXmHIKKJDB0JNDs/s1600-h/graduations+2009+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337951442611487922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjTTNigtSyUVyHJIkkDQ0NH57Eumax87226Hc6QYXOxCjoW1ShoiFki8m4AB9i8jZT-0TrxLbNb6j_Hpp6d79UeDNUWLUxxMmYGBHex3aQjDcv9xKf0KXGotYfipv1vSXmHIKKJDB0JNDs/s320/graduations+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Grace opened her presents, shed a few pent up for 22 years tears, and we shared alot of laughs. Poor Grace sort of had that same kind of moment that I had where she was all caught off my her emotions. She thought she was ready. ;-) Shhh....<span style="font-size:78%;">she really is. </span><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AKf6HZEzC6WmyQZ4m9Ms8odrb_D_gPnl_KcGNjOLRhudjR1Uu3iqSNF7X7WW1OEID_x4RV5pcNfQoC8IXI6WJLake9ePu4f-6ayo70o1LjC0bfP0Og2EKtUWz3aM8G65LV9z5GpX0MHL/s1600-h/graduations+2009+025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337951440649065442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AKf6HZEzC6WmyQZ4m9Ms8odrb_D_gPnl_KcGNjOLRhudjR1Uu3iqSNF7X7WW1OEID_x4RV5pcNfQoC8IXI6WJLake9ePu4f-6ayo70o1LjC0bfP0Og2EKtUWz3aM8G65LV9z5GpX0MHL/s320/graduations+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Crazy Sisters<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">After lunch, it was time to head back home to North Texas. You can't get in the car without a drink and snacks with this bunch! Grace had us go to The Classic 50's. It is an old Sonic that I don't think has been updated since the 50's!! They sell delicious cokes (all flavors are called "coke" where I am from) and you can add peanuts, skittles, hot tamales, and really just about anything you can think of to your drink. I couldn't decide, so I settled on old faithful...Dr. Pepper. The place had good crushed ice too!! My brother in law was so sweet to drive my car so all us girls could ride together, visit and spend time together. Thank E-Rich!! </div><br /><div align="justify">We had a little pit stop on the way home at the Cracker Barrel in Gainsville. My mom was just going to "wait in the car". OH NO!!! You HAVE to come in and SEE all the stuff in the General Store. They don't have Cracker Barrels where I grew up and so she had never been to one before. My mom is not a "road trip" kind of gal. She will fly and meet you where ever your destination is, but don't ask her to ride in the car for much more than 100 miles. Hence, the reason for not ever stepping foot inside before. We had alot of fun giggling and laughing at stuff. We left bladders empty; sack full of Yankee Candles, (Sea and Sand fragrance~smells like Coppertone suntan lotion), ZOTS candies, and some trinkets for my boys all courtesy of my sweet bro-in law. Thanks again E- Rich!!! I think he has traveled with the clan long enough!!<br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL4GQRlOA48wX5QRquuvUH0klNTC8oQgi_dV3EdNhQW-NajjmVj9WJlqc_cpMj5cf2BC8f4QWSN-dSvUBFz3i5-_jtyhJuPq4HSRhuNFjR797d6BEkuJDRFhm-k4mCD-JVF8ZMNRJ2sZgG/s1600-h/graduations+2009+026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337951435454274914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL4GQRlOA48wX5QRquuvUH0klNTC8oQgi_dV3EdNhQW-NajjmVj9WJlqc_cpMj5cf2BC8f4QWSN-dSvUBFz3i5-_jtyhJuPq4HSRhuNFjR797d6BEkuJDRFhm-k4mCD-JVF8ZMNRJ2sZgG/s320/graduations+2009+026.JPG" border="0" /></a>Hannah came over on Sunday to have lunch with us before she headed back to NYC. Because of all the graduation celebration she had not seen my boys. We had brunch of some southern favorites, pulled pork sandwiches, potato salad, baked beans, and homemade blackberry cobbler. It was a beautiful day and we just hung out and had lunch outside. Hannah we miss you, wish you would come back to Texas!! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-48554484430236647652009-05-15T22:11:00.009-05:002009-05-15T23:52:59.053-05:00Show Us Where You Live Friday~Guest Bedrooms<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW70L2-qk3g_yeXIgT_HYq21_nGGnGxL1fi0HTZghYsTC-7t3FDHJDSa4SnOHAdi76KnYjzVfeoLdLczYLNqgsHa6YOgQmFevJo_QiMq61bbf5owutDfTef3zzhn0vkawUg7TkUvTO33f4/s1600-h/whereyoulivebutton.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336261050752320946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW70L2-qk3g_yeXIgT_HYq21_nGGnGxL1fi0HTZghYsTC-7t3FDHJDSa4SnOHAdi76KnYjzVfeoLdLczYLNqgsHa6YOgQmFevJo_QiMq61bbf5owutDfTef3zzhn0vkawUg7TkUvTO33f4/s320/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" /></a> Welcome back to Kelly's Korner Tour of Homes. This week she is featuring the guest (forgotten) bedroom. I am like Kelly, I have not done much to my guest bedroom and almost embarrassed to show it, but here goes... <div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsD8A3AdXrWpuBvF9Te5EDNDC-5o7uradMLiz87SHnl195iZtVd3vhqY0KeUQN8T8OIhG639s0NVsGdam8nM2jy3TXuhfAQtHsbelbJtyHQbJy-mskqvV9cgol-xXUP75yefAPhCnbTUp/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336258684329842450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsD8A3AdXrWpuBvF9Te5EDNDC-5o7uradMLiz87SHnl195iZtVd3vhqY0KeUQN8T8OIhG639s0NVsGdam8nM2jy3TXuhfAQtHsbelbJtyHQbJy-mskqvV9cgol-xXUP75yefAPhCnbTUp/s320/guest+bedroom+001.JPG" border="0" /></a> Welcome to the only room in my house that doesn't have color on the walls. Most of the time the only people that sleep here are my mom and Big Daddy's folks. My sister's family stays with us on Christmas Eve. I love when they come and spend the night, even though they live in the same town as us. We HAVE to be all together to see what Santa has brought. Sometimes I move up stairs to the guest bedroom if Big Daddy is having some REAL restful sleep (snoring up a storm) and I just can't take it anymore. (You know what I am talking about!!!)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336255316835762546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibc1pWUv0RNjmkJYa5p3oULUnD05tvsf0hA_j22pvpS3yIHa43nIAfTglMc691ZrdMqwKBPxmXHmo3WZofNeQI-v03fASDTw0-VI_xxBvF2fUoMKebqh6PsjoAjCzitXaSLjLnIDRLGpu/s320/guest+bedroom+029.JPG" border="0" />The bed is from Thomasville and the matalasse is from good ole TJ Maxx from my Sis for Christmas several years ago.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWHpe8sYZUYdhnGlKRFWy0lJ4gd5RnGbDNzBLjrZdKgn6l3O8ohdSPAT2I_0wMvGrz8cXo7AEg73yMNt6ca37xSDcTfiF_L-RFteXwHNKaJhUHWNh8HoLuyqeUrA00K76IAdW0Isror7wb/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336258681424196258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWHpe8sYZUYdhnGlKRFWy0lJ4gd5RnGbDNzBLjrZdKgn6l3O8ohdSPAT2I_0wMvGrz8cXo7AEg73yMNt6ca37xSDcTfiF_L-RFteXwHNKaJhUHWNh8HoLuyqeUrA00K76IAdW0Isror7wb/s320/guest+bedroom+009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This cute mirror is from my sister about 10 years ago. She got it at Sample House.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86iw05CJHwqtReQfeTTfmUGet7BshHLe5tbfwNxFHHWqaBOW0wkwd5wITKEwGYcchvKaE1IDoWhmYOUc3rN9_3geX94bsOkgPBwQcrIhjddH4a8VOy8_rGY3x4ZqshBvqPq5mx2dECO-f/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336258677241433266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86iw05CJHwqtReQfeTTfmUGet7BshHLe5tbfwNxFHHWqaBOW0wkwd5wITKEwGYcchvKaE1IDoWhmYOUc3rN9_3geX94bsOkgPBwQcrIhjddH4a8VOy8_rGY3x4ZqshBvqPq5mx2dECO-f/s320/guest+bedroom+022.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I made this pillow and it was super easy. I reused a throw pillow that was out of style, bought a bouquet of red peonies from Hobby Lobby, cut the blooms off and hot glued them in rows. I had seen one at Nordstrom and it cost around $120.00. CRAZY!! Mine, less than $7.00.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ95VRgF2iElS-BIRBShcQk2_LUD0Yhyphenhyphenpnsg4w00_MjyPUJ7KnlXvjjfXvHdK-dnMv0m49-d633t69cQrbbKUVz7TzIEZerXbsNA8jzpuNipaZQFjxaEcIoEpkLpr26YAdt_rY4ZHtuO2h/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336258676369097538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ95VRgF2iElS-BIRBShcQk2_LUD0Yhyphenhyphenpnsg4w00_MjyPUJ7KnlXvjjfXvHdK-dnMv0m49-d633t69cQrbbKUVz7TzIEZerXbsNA8jzpuNipaZQFjxaEcIoEpkLpr26YAdt_rY4ZHtuO2h/s320/guest+bedroom+010.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is a sheet of paper dolls that I bought in New Orleans when I was in college. My mom had it framed and matted for me to hang in my first apartment.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigc0Rh7uufftInXJRZ0NPDG6_3eke7o504RMr33HxEBDK_HlGy6PbhCxw6delmZ4jWyqrgW6PtCBWrYfg7lA1-51ke6zgr1U2zawjz9hFUBZebSK5c3JwE4qBZ3wRLc-dn1WI260Ux3TwR/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336258673042258002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigc0Rh7uufftInXJRZ0NPDG6_3eke7o504RMr33HxEBDK_HlGy6PbhCxw6delmZ4jWyqrgW6PtCBWrYfg7lA1-51ke6zgr1U2zawjz9hFUBZebSK5c3JwE4qBZ3wRLc-dn1WI260Ux3TwR/s320/guest+bedroom+017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This was my cradle when I was a baby. My mom went out and bought this the day she found out she was pregnant with me. Many, many, many family members and friends have put their babies in this cradle. Since it was 32 years since I had first slept in it, it was in major need of of some TLC beofre it was ready for my babies. My Father -in-law stripped and re stained it for us. He did a great job.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiySBQDXNBhCk8H7yu80a24dNJNXXWGrJLFnhgf5ejktdC3nukP63A7L3SC968XLRv9cshE1An3Obijx7gLKdhyB2h6RLbCHDOX6qYpzvVgrnI3-FLb-lzrNIY3T1aLSkfY0d7tuwfvj-jo/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336257729267637394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiySBQDXNBhCk8H7yu80a24dNJNXXWGrJLFnhgf5ejktdC3nukP63A7L3SC968XLRv9cshE1An3Obijx7gLKdhyB2h6RLbCHDOX6qYpzvVgrnI3-FLb-lzrNIY3T1aLSkfY0d7tuwfvj-jo/s320/guest+bedroom+018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My Sis had the bedding made for it when I had my first baby Zack. I am sensing a future post about my sister coming soon. There is alot of her contributions in my guest bedroom. She has THE most precious house and she is a big influence in my decorating style.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoYmzFvlLpOz1E_1TReKUSHzNERtnNJ4optPLDEbW_WRdQsZw8D828P4u4boxPwgYkipeMZgb0IWz0-wER6ny9SliteAMpJbYWkbbOXp8Z06yUt0UrXA6BzIZHCJdcPV9AqCxNU3W46-x9/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336257730012109586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoYmzFvlLpOz1E_1TReKUSHzNERtnNJ4optPLDEbW_WRdQsZw8D828P4u4boxPwgYkipeMZgb0IWz0-wER6ny9SliteAMpJbYWkbbOXp8Z06yUt0UrXA6BzIZHCJdcPV9AqCxNU3W46-x9/s320/guest+bedroom+061.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am so embarrassed that we never got around to finishing this piece of furniture. I have had it in different rooms and have never been sure if I should paint or stain it. I used to think that I might have a little girl and that it would be cute for a girlie room, but that just ain't gonna happen!!<br /></div><div>I store ALL the Battenberg lace table cloths and linens that my mom gets me (and my sister) on her trips. She LOVES that stuff and has made sure that my sister and I each have at least one or maybe two of everything she buys.<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_R8eTiiqmFUfPNq77YFJ5Yi3kVapovTOiG73osujPvXqX3ZjFVizMVE21bpkvhCfsTYxZTdVxiBHXbn_P_GfjCdzPMI9xBF_rkWv3zbjOSkq2mLfI5ffDvv_FlyWvEuvyQemN6pu25Uz/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336257722339123442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_R8eTiiqmFUfPNq77YFJ5Yi3kVapovTOiG73osujPvXqX3ZjFVizMVE21bpkvhCfsTYxZTdVxiBHXbn_P_GfjCdzPMI9xBF_rkWv3zbjOSkq2mLfI5ffDvv_FlyWvEuvyQemN6pu25Uz/s320/guest+bedroom+016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Cutie things on top.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6e9C0OJJPK7hkyiT0QydY1KUGNifBumSdJt1jSp4mFMRRANOqlbreH82CajURoY53kUjyqi4Ew1g4-pFAx3nCI6IYd-tx9m3fJv8XtLJmCtkfTNVhCJeiOuNe0R_kV5SFw7oxUnFRIbIz/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336257719489498082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6e9C0OJJPK7hkyiT0QydY1KUGNifBumSdJt1jSp4mFMRRANOqlbreH82CajURoY53kUjyqi4Ew1g4-pFAx3nCI6IYd-tx9m3fJv8XtLJmCtkfTNVhCJeiOuNe0R_kV5SFw7oxUnFRIbIz/s320/guest+bedroom+027.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, another piece of unfinished furniture. The little ladder back chair belonged to Big Daddy's grandmother. I think it was avocado green when we acquired it from Big Daddy's parent's lake house 20 years ago.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijcujAhc_A2wJiMG1Q6B2pWlNIXg3lOAVUbt-4EMFgtRIyuUgPfOA7wvtRWHesq67x3uTR_sb5yQLc9PLXwFBl6p89aPAmIY1DelcoM9Qmx77iwM7BPfu62qNfu9DLt-hiE4stCz4bxIK6/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336257714082560914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijcujAhc_A2wJiMG1Q6B2pWlNIXg3lOAVUbt-4EMFgtRIyuUgPfOA7wvtRWHesq67x3uTR_sb5yQLc9PLXwFBl6p89aPAmIY1DelcoM9Qmx77iwM7BPfu62qNfu9DLt-hiE4stCz4bxIK6/s320/guest+bedroom+020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My mom bought this rocking chair the day she found out she was pregnant with my sister. The framed picture was from my grandmother's house. It is a photo taken of my dad's sister and two of her girlfriends. My aunt is the one on the bottom left. I looked alot like my aunt at the same age. I am laughing at myself now, the beautiful needle point pillow was a gift from, you guessed it...my sister.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRewY_5sAIvZu1G3uywxctp_yeK7CENrhcw7phXoWLSWRDwIXSKz307wtadQd_LekDlQLK9kMxK5in477qQ0Eh7VpTLdpwRfZyJVYXOXJ31_AVgC0vYfSZoRP3WzWkuoS31mU5ac9U-mJz/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336255333580962002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRewY_5sAIvZu1G3uywxctp_yeK7CENrhcw7phXoWLSWRDwIXSKz307wtadQd_LekDlQLK9kMxK5in477qQ0Eh7VpTLdpwRfZyJVYXOXJ31_AVgC0vYfSZoRP3WzWkuoS31mU5ac9U-mJz/s320/guest+bedroom+062.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My guest bedroom bath. I can't stand this wallpaper, but we have never gotten around to changing it. You know that saying "out of sight, out of mind". I always put white towels in here, bottles of water, and a new unopened full size bar of soap so it will feel like a hotel.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGhBV5_h21SIZJQCpUEutYjLQbCDFJtN6muggzeqbneTDyUR9uX7ebCNUmXfEzH1zlJR_d7CKQNqo_oTwXKJyx7Rc2xO-ZtcQypWeIMrximEvcKmoXqr9hpt0doIUrpLgCTyWaPnFuYknq/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336255332570348610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGhBV5_h21SIZJQCpUEutYjLQbCDFJtN6muggzeqbneTDyUR9uX7ebCNUmXfEzH1zlJR_d7CKQNqo_oTwXKJyx7Rc2xO-ZtcQypWeIMrximEvcKmoXqr9hpt0doIUrpLgCTyWaPnFuYknq/s320/guest+bedroom+005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is coming into the bathroom from the hallway, this side services the game room.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikB8sdX37j-nrrhx-X3V4RbbyPSMViMAcjmhVCZURgsvWKyv0HY5SvPSY-Slsb8xdGy7jT8ThqJW_RJJgAV7fRg4N0zKEppse9ykqmMxW2_4JuoP2Q8tImlt2D8yF4mtyDgvBGqqFR5jNe/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336255325909667938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikB8sdX37j-nrrhx-X3V4RbbyPSMViMAcjmhVCZURgsvWKyv0HY5SvPSY-Slsb8xdGy7jT8ThqJW_RJJgAV7fRg4N0zKEppse9ykqmMxW2_4JuoP2Q8tImlt2D8yF4mtyDgvBGqqFR5jNe/s320/guest+bedroom+030.JPG" border="0" /></a>OK, see that smoke detector...waaayyyy up there on the ceiling of the guest room? It has been beeping with a low battery for about the last 10 days. Well, my mom was coming to town for my niece's college graduation and was going to be staying with us. Uh huh...your thinking the same thing I was. How in the heck are you supposed to get up there and change the battery??<br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8scz75bFOmhHDIpGlkQ4I_G75xT1NXvD8bzVLbEhuTemsPPrlFYJrEJgD1ikJd0ehcL0J10VugnuEFGVX87nKEHhZ2wnpL2vUsysKW_-ntGWjZU3HkuoHsvreRDkv0tFijFFZxfDZWDTv/s1600-h/guest+bedroom+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336255326182325682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8scz75bFOmhHDIpGlkQ4I_G75xT1NXvD8bzVLbEhuTemsPPrlFYJrEJgD1ikJd0ehcL0J10VugnuEFGVX87nKEHhZ2wnpL2vUsysKW_-ntGWjZU3HkuoHsvreRDkv0tFijFFZxfDZWDTv/s320/guest+bedroom+006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Not like this!!!!! Big Daddy had the wrong kind of ladder and <em>LEANED</em>, yes <em>"LEANED"</em> the end of the ladder against the <em>"SLANTING" </em>part of the ceiling. Big Daddy was like "why are you snapping pictures?" I told him I was taking pictures so I could show the insurance company how exactly he fell and broke his neck!! Not really, I knew it would be "blog worthy". (You know those opportunities)<br /></div><div></div><div></div><div align="justify">Hey, Big Daddy since you have that ladder out (and are living dangerously), can you change the light bulb...<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336259517505061890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-mTV7kIxO5jb5-N_3PFKCvYah4bFLf0BnuUHwis4sx6MCZIzWbr1d6KCaRwMKSW4XF0PijAI3SO4fAu8IbGNtJC_-xvI7VOj39IRjBD9eZN1xhiRMGNZk9QOuprVESZiCyW943y8qctJ/s320/Mother's+Day+062.JPG" border="0" /><br />UP HERE? </div><div align="center">YEA!!! The light works again!!!<br /></div><div align="center"><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-39489223908822427702009-05-10T18:34:00.008-05:002009-05-10T21:46:19.005-05:00Show Us Where You Live~Living Rooms<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq6CcTth2qNp7ySz3yVZlFFHXxyhnTF4SdqPybKq9GN88tWsiZK4nR9LxIlMcAlrcNgfsHx_jwM0Dcwd4fsYQ9nKg-uh6ytSCXadbpQKXXJC_pehzDJ0G7DsuB4IZH8Pk2psidCZVo0HX4/s1600-h/whereyoulivebutton.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334378877080384018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq6CcTth2qNp7ySz3yVZlFFHXxyhnTF4SdqPybKq9GN88tWsiZK4nR9LxIlMcAlrcNgfsHx_jwM0Dcwd4fsYQ9nKg-uh6ytSCXadbpQKXXJC_pehzDJ0G7DsuB4IZH8Pk2psidCZVo0HX4/s320/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" /></a><br />I am a little in getting my pictures posted of my living and family rooms. Better late than never.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi18cv1LuZpG2c_89WfgQGF-Dsg0scnfdx1zsM9oBBb1fyMNQb29mSilBXsbKUkvcc6gUMgmjWZVeKTksmO_ZfSx6v8fHPTIhJJ6DCDxnzev6-yb5pPL1hVSb68-dwwQqvdSoHQMOCGBHiD/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334377115986253474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi18cv1LuZpG2c_89WfgQGF-Dsg0scnfdx1zsM9oBBb1fyMNQb29mSilBXsbKUkvcc6gUMgmjWZVeKTksmO_ZfSx6v8fHPTIhJJ6DCDxnzev6-yb5pPL1hVSb68-dwwQqvdSoHQMOCGBHiD/s320/Mother's+Day+042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is one of my most favorite areas of my house. When you first walk in the front door you see this table. I usually decorate it with seasonal decor and put holiday pillows in the chairs. Today it sports a flower that by son made for me for Mother's Day in Sunday School. I love the metal tree that I have small votive candles hanging and I love to change decorations for the tree too.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOE4CfPu8nrKuPDg8LbmWavzVW_xkJQMXCFMJRvoNHvSdK_iF7LrFCuky_wG6gd2SQjskv2SyszrnouY-t-yQ3aMjDEEqQIQEhFlnPwcQldcIXF3W6Su4CHgViv0k2gwlzEhSRU9sudXyf/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334377112439726466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOE4CfPu8nrKuPDg8LbmWavzVW_xkJQMXCFMJRvoNHvSdK_iF7LrFCuky_wG6gd2SQjskv2SyszrnouY-t-yQ3aMjDEEqQIQEhFlnPwcQldcIXF3W6Su4CHgViv0k2gwlzEhSRU9sudXyf/s320/Mother's+Day+043.JPG" border="0" /></a> About two years ago we changed out the balusters on the staircase to these metal ones. It was such a small change, but made a huge difference. I feel like it is jewelry for my house.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitvwDySruet0OYyPWoE_uPswq_ERr6hf2Cb5kwAQU3MPubEPg0RYfVafZux_pRi9wdYm6US98OO4zxvXWdQ9T8prN4ungY-ZEgDKB5qQKKOsVhVzc48Bb8ePTutzlmjqMmzd6h9UXSOjBU/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334377105356997426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitvwDySruet0OYyPWoE_uPswq_ERr6hf2Cb5kwAQU3MPubEPg0RYfVafZux_pRi9wdYm6US98OO4zxvXWdQ9T8prN4ungY-ZEgDKB5qQKKOsVhVzc48Bb8ePTutzlmjqMmzd6h9UXSOjBU/s320/Mother's+Day+036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGx5-oyPPMlo_xq1AHkYsqBYlH_7YUjFmG8yF8JI83XxViZN91T3O64mEHbIwQ0eqeRtg32KdDVEX5fSiFfsifUHLkIodNETPj0uxEKt2QzzqAUkVLYezHPFKqcIs2wuHW34tGU4VtsjZK/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334377099459421458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGx5-oyPPMlo_xq1AHkYsqBYlH_7YUjFmG8yF8JI83XxViZN91T3O64mEHbIwQ0eqeRtg32KdDVEX5fSiFfsifUHLkIodNETPj0uxEKt2QzzqAUkVLYezHPFKqcIs2wuHW34tGU4VtsjZK/s320/Mother's+Day+033.JPG" border="0" /></a> The fireplace is see through to the family room. It gives the illusion that there are two, but really just one.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334377120566493122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OamGBwoxKOJrcUOMCEH1qq0GllqjAXSmX_DCClGXSlKhB0P7I7zziLEeLpWQ59InY2mUmFYKEDrC1Hq9aX0354UZnHdhTr4tq3jSvWHyqSXKweyf2tvumgyWuSWiT4qwOmmqL6lDEEPP/s320/Mother's+Day+070.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdaR9ItWCzRh1PmFrwp2FQCBu4NzOmza6OBgpaMoisfhnylka8H_SIv9mFZoPNibzOM0vr0Mh5aRneztQOh7NZEBYsKi1mAwtrI2pICcsZR7Bu_MYtFzD574p3h84iSjKYVqyl0oQmMoDt/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344431750212274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdaR9ItWCzRh1PmFrwp2FQCBu4NzOmza6OBgpaMoisfhnylka8H_SIv9mFZoPNibzOM0vr0Mh5aRneztQOh7NZEBYsKi1mAwtrI2pICcsZR7Bu_MYtFzD574p3h84iSjKYVqyl0oQmMoDt/s320/Mother's+Day+034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The little black chest in the living room also serves as a place that I love to put things to spotlight in my house. The flowers are from students from my school where I am a school nurse. They gave them to me this week for Teacher/Staff Appreciation week. I also have pictures from my wedding 18 years ago and picture from my sister's wedding 28years ago. WOW!!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkTwwxpkBvjiOyWDN6fMiiN7XkELubJq-LiuH0E-v47zLihSrVlhKTl2sGBrl-7F4nPSk9NUUBPl8xLpG6fHACOgMk1VNa-BK_WsDnTwTSGtv-O2mUVSAplC5Q_Nuhij-eSn0DCTvgZZhh/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344429201562898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkTwwxpkBvjiOyWDN6fMiiN7XkELubJq-LiuH0E-v47zLihSrVlhKTl2sGBrl-7F4nPSk9NUUBPl8xLpG6fHACOgMk1VNa-BK_WsDnTwTSGtv-O2mUVSAplC5Q_Nuhij-eSn0DCTvgZZhh/s320/Mother's+Day+036.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344437927192354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jowoj3afnZHW4vmn8RZS2NIx2CwGS6DkJb8F5UH-9tjeLgyjn62dNbK4F-wPrMJxK5r-Rb6IO5ZY-85fNLu5mBNP8v0d_OZVGVv26pq4wAZCI6ad01MgFpcn7kyWtxzC9JTDHp8gYq8c/s320/Mother's+Day+061.JPG" border="0" />Looking down to the living room from the top of the stairs<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344438509607266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk7gF6-53VKIFfiXzMdjBjo1eilCsZ5zzW6HglWu9CJSj3_UWSqyHtp8EYdlMhnY3AN561hUIfqzFmC6I3CVCBS9iwIXBUIH7R1loV11KDTnPiflaDm0JN9nOY6349uxrmCzC8UeyyDghR/s320/Mother's+Day+064.JPG" border="0" /><br />There is a cubbie area over the entry way. I love this area and when I decorated it I was so excited that I filled t with things I already had. I love it when you can re-use things that you already have. There is a light up there, but Big Daddy needs to get up there and change the bulb.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5A_-0PPp_cmviwC0t0kMHB1NPFo4Wy2BAEFp-Q0FbpQBJ_dplUShBV3oGzUccJNkdqukEI1Z3Iqzdf5DAj5ApWYKUHPBAUnDffs9z7XD6wn3qBpu4EAiAcIpWqKK2f5PwKVggS-pNUKR/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344421857362242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5A_-0PPp_cmviwC0t0kMHB1NPFo4Wy2BAEFp-Q0FbpQBJ_dplUShBV3oGzUccJNkdqukEI1Z3Iqzdf5DAj5ApWYKUHPBAUnDffs9z7XD6wn3qBpu4EAiAcIpWqKK2f5PwKVggS-pNUKR/s320/Mother's+Day+046.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is looking into our family room from the entry way.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVk3mKzfzRMMZkfSOl0T8Appa_oCcs8zxIC_ad_MdNwxUycgmOxuemY4Rb0cm8o7K1JHF7yXqgUw6i4ghS8OxbR7yiZNB16wxs6NpGccJZ70Hx9BWjT7ZvMgREsI3jr-YKh1pv49GYxvg/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334343584130170514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVk3mKzfzRMMZkfSOl0T8Appa_oCcs8zxIC_ad_MdNwxUycgmOxuemY4Rb0cm8o7K1JHF7yXqgUw6i4ghS8OxbR7yiZNB16wxs6NpGccJZ70Hx9BWjT7ZvMgREsI3jr-YKh1pv49GYxvg/s320/Mother's+Day+047.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />That is the other side of the see-through fireplace. I love the Noah's Ark picture over the mantle, my family gave it to me when I graduated from nursing school.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlbYfZ_z40WEYcwrOfU48DEE467G2VkQCN5XPOSuQNx0My9hSi4ysRJFCQw9_ZWUtBRrP29PCExXLTI2y4cgyUCCJAYkDouou9BudjeTnYRsicholXXblTzLEpIHlHtZf4ellWpj8r9tg/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334343581551937666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlbYfZ_z40WEYcwrOfU48DEE467G2VkQCN5XPOSuQNx0My9hSi4ysRJFCQw9_ZWUtBRrP29PCExXLTI2y4cgyUCCJAYkDouou9BudjeTnYRsicholXXblTzLEpIHlHtZf4ellWpj8r9tg/s320/Mother's+Day+051.JPG" border="0" /></a> This chair with the ties on the back is one of my favorites.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_lWBCNOO3TBlScfPj0q2wlYR7gF7pkzg2Ig1w8_aoYxcVQAErjC3PMmRMkWWlAy2Z925x98aP8Pl_mc_sHS77RBB_ts4lcwokE3QjGWK4MorKfLjIQ8XS3DAPH1tpGflW99dO84VwUQ6/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+053.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334343578464811394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_lWBCNOO3TBlScfPj0q2wlYR7gF7pkzg2Ig1w8_aoYxcVQAErjC3PMmRMkWWlAy2Z925x98aP8Pl_mc_sHS77RBB_ts4lcwokE3QjGWK4MorKfLjIQ8XS3DAPH1tpGflW99dO84VwUQ6/s320/Mother's+Day+053.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My boys grab these chairs in the morning and eat (yes, I know...) breakfast. Always a fight as to who gets the red one. That brown basket/bowl thing with the lid is where I "hide" all the Happy Meal toys, Backugons, and hot wheels when I do the quick pick up. You know what I am talking about , all the loose stuff. :-)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Vyf_3vZvAQYjGqHxxXJcN0jjnEFUNDLO2a5ejQIb4C1kZ9GYe552Dm5hEq7GhTLbXSdRS2u7FBwx9LxwuU3ty3lWSLmsEMnhBzYlWQWtIXP0tiCbDeGymqHBtaOix9Zf_Wbx0tKG5TEr/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334343572516122578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Vyf_3vZvAQYjGqHxxXJcN0jjnEFUNDLO2a5ejQIb4C1kZ9GYe552Dm5hEq7GhTLbXSdRS2u7FBwx9LxwuU3ty3lWSLmsEMnhBzYlWQWtIXP0tiCbDeGymqHBtaOix9Zf_Wbx0tKG5TEr/s320/Mother's+Day+059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We put in the wood floors about 3 years ago and decided on this walk way around the room where we have high traffic areas.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj094x5vSqT6RNzL_-UvCBNUIOFpQANgPxGU8wM0Sn50_l0HPI8B_xlPOA3trDg65yVrHOz1_GMCUe0APylQ31XUXZsztAHqFuixf9PdWwADfRIm0KFSrjaO0DT70ppNIIL0qcmzJhk0eiq/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334343568238638546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj094x5vSqT6RNzL_-UvCBNUIOFpQANgPxGU8wM0Sn50_l0HPI8B_xlPOA3trDg65yVrHOz1_GMCUe0APylQ31XUXZsztAHqFuixf9PdWwADfRIm0KFSrjaO0DT70ppNIIL0qcmzJhk0eiq/s320/Mother's+Day+058.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Thanks for stopping by.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-10465505690688213052009-05-05T07:41:00.014-05:002009-05-05T15:38:43.776-05:00Happy Cinco de MayoThis is going to be a Cinco de Mayo themed post today. I have been wanting to post the pictures from the fundraiser that I co-chaired at my son's elementary school about a month ago. There was so much work that went into it and my family sacrificed so much during those10 days that I hadn't had the energy to put the pictures up and do them justice. However, in the spirit of Cinco de Mayo and mere coincidence that the theme was Fiesta, this seems to be the perfect day for the pictures! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLfo8FQVaKr0LTwnUEl-WVxhe6rR9WmHZchEirBfoizHsl5hgAx-5Gbfc2Tqu24bdKwupoFZh_Y6j1H-6HV3BaS6JitejxW4OTjQeYBnJ1YL8sBgM459xMOZ0eWsJZK8A3uVKvS2Lvdy9d/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324936432707858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLfo8FQVaKr0LTwnUEl-WVxhe6rR9WmHZchEirBfoizHsl5hgAx-5Gbfc2Tqu24bdKwupoFZh_Y6j1H-6HV3BaS6JitejxW4OTjQeYBnJ1YL8sBgM459xMOZ0eWsJZK8A3uVKvS2Lvdy9d/s320/March+%26+April+2009+073.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We had this fun mariachi band that greeted the guests when they checked in.They wandered up and down the halls playing and entertained while people they dined on the Mexican food (my favorite) from On The Border. I have to confess when I walked out of the auction room after I had made the final touches and opened the doors to the public,I saw these guys and their sounds were music to my years and I got a little weepy. It hit me all the hard work we had done and now was the time for it to pay off. The mariachi band really set the mood for the evening! OK, lets go see all the stuff!!!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKIDYreMjzKnIqatttHnS9ddaha7exSAbuHfJrTtPNDIrYTRLqPYclwxhC-_r6I7ItLnL5vBq62HbDLS5leap79dZExXub21AAmy6abgywwUB41lRr6FhP9vg6MiiBZ3V8h9r4olR13nmt/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324017213452626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKIDYreMjzKnIqatttHnS9ddaha7exSAbuHfJrTtPNDIrYTRLqPYclwxhC-_r6I7ItLnL5vBq62HbDLS5leap79dZExXub21AAmy6abgywwUB41lRr6FhP9vg6MiiBZ3V8h9r4olR13nmt/s320/March+%26+April+2009+049.JPG" border="0" /></a> Welcome to the 4th Annual Boon Family Dance and Silent Auction!!</div><br /><br /><div align="justify">We had a cool patio heater, a fire pit, hammock and stand, not to mention this umbrella and PRECIOUS cooler on wheels to bid on. This first room is where I usually put all the summertime fun stuff. Everything is usually so bright and cheery and people are usually VERY excited about summer stuff.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324933779028658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA8oGcdkWLfsvdDP5IJawPSba-YU3EK_6IwsW3oevFlj0xv8H2889hQmYpQm1d4dBThpBoCb8CMum0a-mEUHAsyZ1rq2vp-ylwlWfvfktCR-TsDyi75vX0v6ijkUHrGSQsaTrEZkmWzElK/s320/March+%26+April+2009+053.JPG" border="0" /><br />All the fun stationary paper signs in the buckets have a different item for sale. I LOVE this part because get to matched the donation to the paper. So if it a family fun pack for bowling, I get bowling paper. If it is a certificate for dance lessons/camp, ballerina paper and so on. In this picture it is all the things you can do over the summer. Water parks, adventure parks, fun camps, festivals, rodeos, museums, symphony tickets, and SO MUCH MORE!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO9hufBkQyYO_qoMoM3PFRspHGS2UWlDxP1-dY6_jxrxeq5B3OmZ2MXX9hv_HLN0kY_vk_ZbuttDdezZ_VA9su4o3OvlUrHwI00Cf1F656NdWjg7U9GEEy9CRMltEkwT1iAmN04hModidx/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324016723183106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO9hufBkQyYO_qoMoM3PFRspHGS2UWlDxP1-dY6_jxrxeq5B3OmZ2MXX9hv_HLN0kY_vk_ZbuttDdezZ_VA9su4o3OvlUrHwI00Cf1F656NdWjg7U9GEEy9CRMltEkwT1iAmN04hModidx/s320/March+%26+April+2009+050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is still same area, but the cute fire pit and accessories to make s'mores. Also on this side was family getaway trips, and weekends ventures. My girlfriends and I bought a night at a local resort last year from here and we went and stayed there over Mother's Day weekend and had spa treatments and sat out by the pool. We had a blast, and each of us brought something for the group, like cute flip flops, night gowns, etc...OK, enough of that, back to the auction...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7LH9A85y8GFL4WXSI248aCUes54uvw0bnbHKbHdk8ZkHD-Wnhv-ZmydgiEUmFO-SyRHMsByL_MiwtXFIlPAvA-V26c2hhwlD9BHNR4WxxSDjCSTGURuR44N4HGQmdAWfyadEEM2lZP519/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324012482686978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7LH9A85y8GFL4WXSI248aCUes54uvw0bnbHKbHdk8ZkHD-Wnhv-ZmydgiEUmFO-SyRHMsByL_MiwtXFIlPAvA-V26c2hhwlD9BHNR4WxxSDjCSTGURuR44N4HGQmdAWfyadEEM2lZP519/s320/March+%26+April+2009+051.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEholPiqdAKLdEgEv0w0PQRlR2AAvwbff7PHYJ1ewrk4KeTVkEzOxR46PGQwWT-8lAaHdumL6yPtEG-wMVRYbOWs5rkLxY2tDOwB0wbluBtzPtX2GPdKMLoQTHvrypgofd6reKdT-nxT9K3u/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324007086266050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEholPiqdAKLdEgEv0w0PQRlR2AAvwbff7PHYJ1ewrk4KeTVkEzOxR46PGQwWT-8lAaHdumL6yPtEG-wMVRYbOWs5rkLxY2tDOwB0wbluBtzPtX2GPdKMLoQTHvrypgofd6reKdT-nxT9K3u/s320/March+%26+April+2009+052.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Kid Summer Time Fun<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkWpbhVsBYjMsFpKiQmlNZIoEHCZVVI5u1EcgmZSAQm1B8XxqkV5RdhlJ574FfeYzEBeEgJjuWRM0XrAgO-QFvY0OvaHR6eX6pPXRRBMEPjSEsG86wJ4BXp6YyBcjvsMbCqT-QsfGbVOz1/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324000544160290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkWpbhVsBYjMsFpKiQmlNZIoEHCZVVI5u1EcgmZSAQm1B8XxqkV5RdhlJ574FfeYzEBeEgJjuWRM0XrAgO-QFvY0OvaHR6eX6pPXRRBMEPjSEsG86wJ4BXp6YyBcjvsMbCqT-QsfGbVOz1/s320/March+%26+April+2009+054.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This one was "Changes In Latitude, Changes in Attitude meets Margaritaville"<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBU5MvhOlxiQiHekJkLE_OeewtexAcUwtvFw_0AOu_BisyviSrUyktB9O_BZgACnN3yRTp0UNIkaGj7wZI0tToPBnT8KRtyEfWj0j_x6x36_0KrExaHXokEggmJLX4NZzSPFOU0iBeLTI/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322954892553810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBU5MvhOlxiQiHekJkLE_OeewtexAcUwtvFw_0AOu_BisyviSrUyktB9O_BZgACnN3yRTp0UNIkaGj7wZI0tToPBnT8KRtyEfWj0j_x6x36_0KrExaHXokEggmJLX4NZzSPFOU0iBeLTI/s320/March+%26+April+2009+055.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is 2 VIP carpool lane spots, "Come rain or shine, be 1st in line", and also a Reserved Parking Spot with your family's name on the sign. We added these to the auction for the 1st time last year and 2 of the same people bought them again this year. You should have seen the people hovering over these items!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGUtddO4vM0GSPBfmSX9MoKCr4OrvZ1Qud_pdQdx_unst28WrinZRueNS72RaoFPFG64xhyE6lSf9e0pJSnZRN5WSgokEMtdn8wflv_S9sNnFnxDUdUI6rWLY1r2lL_vGSTzhxTUN761Za/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322949618593202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGUtddO4vM0GSPBfmSX9MoKCr4OrvZ1Qud_pdQdx_unst28WrinZRueNS72RaoFPFG64xhyE6lSf9e0pJSnZRN5WSgokEMtdn8wflv_S9sNnFnxDUdUI6rWLY1r2lL_vGSTzhxTUN761Za/s320/March+%26+April+2009+056.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the PARTY section. It is filled with different types of parties like dance, skating, pizza, gymnastics, swimming, etc... Also there is the cute display that was "Birthday Party Celebration" with the cute blow up birthday cake, and way too cute birthday party accessories. The big pink "fluffy" chair was a display that was done by 2 of our second grade classes. It was called "Tween Queen" and also featured an iPod Nano with it. You also could bid on Happy Meals~one a week for a year! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilcLlbDlkaRsIYRH9hYuUtn8fZHHKKvqGnRWvlKS-_Wf6qgDoO1_WsQt_j-0XLBa8K8DZM1RKvpMczI52jYXweVYDGFlN_Fi1qJjpIkWvS2TD3CLDtHPaZvYzYXDg-v1qMDvmPWpFhBWvG/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322943775283954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilcLlbDlkaRsIYRH9hYuUtn8fZHHKKvqGnRWvlKS-_Wf6qgDoO1_WsQt_j-0XLBa8K8DZM1RKvpMczI52jYXweVYDGFlN_Fi1qJjpIkWvS2TD3CLDtHPaZvYzYXDg-v1qMDvmPWpFhBWvG/s320/March+%26+April+2009+057.JPG" border="0" /></a> Take a look at those beautiful pinatas. They were handmade by some of our very talented moms. Let me tell you, they were exquisite. We auctioned them off for 25.00 each and we had 10 of them and they were some of the hottest selling things! ChaChing...$250.00!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHhHcYEtk4HVKdpqiQ0_etqMbDToxhWHBqNGNDgbWM-npJPDSAGdPDGG3aQ7sZvdqAdVnHkgtwbdc_uYdcvPyQyF2vkuIs_9I4BG_V6xM_PHl0A6vudWETKVImp0g0BC619wYWKeZaXdG8/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322940244494242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHhHcYEtk4HVKdpqiQ0_etqMbDToxhWHBqNGNDgbWM-npJPDSAGdPDGG3aQ7sZvdqAdVnHkgtwbdc_uYdcvPyQyF2vkuIs_9I4BG_V6xM_PHl0A6vudWETKVImp0g0BC619wYWKeZaXdG8/s320/March+%26+April+2009+058.JPG" border="0" /></a>" Girly Girls "and all things "Juicy" were in this other chair done by two other second grade classes. One of our 5th grade classes sponsored the Jonas Brothers Concert tickets for 4 lucky girls that will be here in Dallas in June. Those tickets were the highest bid item sold.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332407110440354242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-zODGXuv__-XDN79oaU3X1Gs9AUnjqqcF41LfInDj-iMahoLim7QKTc0TMEGadm6Hq6YbMyXzaJDwMYt7erpFWjmv_HR7SPd2WC6ncwQ_JVggLgem64_wQ22yIK03qQ7jkVV6WhSfMia/s320/March+%26+April+2009+059.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">You can catch a glimpse of mom's and ladies section. We had massages, facials, housekeeping services, wine tasting parties, clothes, mani/pedis, flower arrangements, jewelry, Vera Bradley Miller bag and makeup bag, and so much more.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrQpzUNlepdOP2ybHKUUHz6CiWAj4OIsOHnkhJY5CiUvP0vC2qzjGIJuonihR9sydRpLOMX0_4VquH-vabF2ThAPF6PDuosDZ1_69bvEJItkO7bLREkDOFewl7thDGgwlb7yhkIQUjYPBW/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322156837246914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrQpzUNlepdOP2ybHKUUHz6CiWAj4OIsOHnkhJY5CiUvP0vC2qzjGIJuonihR9sydRpLOMX0_4VquH-vabF2ThAPF6PDuosDZ1_69bvEJItkO7bLREkDOFewl7thDGgwlb7yhkIQUjYPBW/s320/March+%26+April+2009+060.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I loved these dog displays and so did everyone. They had dog sitting and grooming service gift certificates included. This one was done by two of our 3rd grade classes for "big dogs" and it was called "Bad to the Bone."<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3xWE9RTargM-GTTLAhmxHBhceY2hjn4URDZLuSC47X7YRDqZUi3PNptCUkBYnosKs_NKWckiKx5FCqbQ85aPkTG9J9NLX7dnqSinOSJzZkAThEEfF-wpefcKqm4z3PJgOvymzVphAh1h/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322150251322594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3xWE9RTargM-GTTLAhmxHBhceY2hjn4URDZLuSC47X7YRDqZUi3PNptCUkBYnosKs_NKWckiKx5FCqbQ85aPkTG9J9NLX7dnqSinOSJzZkAThEEfF-wpefcKqm4z3PJgOvymzVphAh1h/s320/March+%26+April+2009+061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">Two other 3rd grade classes created this one for "small" dogs and it was called "Beverly Hills Chichaua. Everyone loved looking at these because the displays were so different from anything that we have had in the past.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322147877573362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3qUTHLE2wH9_zk4lhM6X5EMFm7GPwxj_fewTnVoXBljc13jeV6AcEPFsXWzOzM8gGytnbdHsTgfiskjKCXWrM9ApgrqtGYTaYrXQkC3PdNaEj25KVHj2M2nETuUhNyDoe2MVcLhBg5b5c/s320/March+%26+April+2009+062.JPG" border="0" /><br />6th grade sponsored "Family Movie and Game Night" We also had a stand alone item of an autographed picture of John Travolta. See that popcorn bowl? I WANT IT!! Visit <a href="http://www.swoozies.com/">www.swoozies.com</a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgm71CLpWZYCQBsWvhkQ3DfPC4v_Rc7VXeNL03pvtd0Q2fmiT-ygSlRiDKDzbIeji9GNk0nlGt79YEO5Noyrvsz4avJ4_7-Xtiq1hCky3pJ0WEhBYjWUJwi0Qhm1RXu-k2Jn8_fsTqAnc4/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332322142591688866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgm71CLpWZYCQBsWvhkQ3DfPC4v_Rc7VXeNL03pvtd0Q2fmiT-ygSlRiDKDzbIeji9GNk0nlGt79YEO5Noyrvsz4avJ4_7-Xtiq1hCky3pJ0WEhBYjWUJwi0Qhm1RXu-k2Jn8_fsTqAnc4/s320/March+%26+April+2009+063.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />6th grade also did this "Road Trip" display an put all the goodies in a cool container that you stash stuff away in the back of your car or SUV. It also had a portable DVD player, hotel gift cards, and snacks that you eat on road trips like chips, sunflower seeds, and beef jerky. What do you eat on road trips??<br /><div> </div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8sp57Nvmvvhs4KTpgZ78p73nlXFDDkoDPCuMfnE-qt-_DUVirUEO36ItMuIY7_I6anJoUXQwp-M9g5O8D3QtqJRAj6AhZ8U3sPl9zoLCJbWRxs8j1yuFA6Xz3c8k2qpNiXFqdL6hjxs3N/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332321363051181442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8sp57Nvmvvhs4KTpgZ78p73nlXFDDkoDPCuMfnE-qt-_DUVirUEO36ItMuIY7_I6anJoUXQwp-M9g5O8D3QtqJRAj6AhZ8U3sPl9zoLCJbWRxs8j1yuFA6Xz3c8k2qpNiXFqdL6hjxs3N/s320/March+%26+April+2009+064.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We call this the Dad's section, minus the scary leprechaun twirler girl poster thing. We featured Nascar, horse track, soccer, hockey, football, and baseball tickets. The poster thing on the wall was a vendor donation of a life sized poster of your child that you could have produced and hang it in you kiddos bed or game room. I was pumped when we found out that we were getting it because it isn't a cheap thing to have done and I knew we could hang it in our sports area, and would be real popular. Well...when we got it, it was of this twirler, not that there is anything wrong with twirlers, but when you think you are getting a baseball or football player, it just isn't the same. I got the giggles so bad I had to walk away....hehehe. I think by that time I was on day 5 of sleep deprivation.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDUHFf1EBrBIsvlTKZU7rl5RsVPcMe9bcTGi03ILekD6Sx4ekfdxWam2qaWOi3XrszFQeEEHwFnKoNVC1vuNwas3kI9mL0HBOH4ft6yaaHz9j7lrxDE8sKq8-l9X3pdIJx6yvF7xXEGlLs/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332321357614842594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDUHFf1EBrBIsvlTKZU7rl5RsVPcMe9bcTGi03ILekD6Sx4ekfdxWam2qaWOi3XrszFQeEEHwFnKoNVC1vuNwas3kI9mL0HBOH4ft6yaaHz9j7lrxDE8sKq8-l9X3pdIJx6yvF7xXEGlLs/s320/March+%26+April+2009+065.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div>Sports memorabilia. We had a football signed by Texas Tech Football Coach, Mike Leach, Dallas Stars jersey signed by Mike Modano, signed Dallas Mavericks basketball, signed photos of Jason Kidd, Earl Campbell, and someone else, I can't remember. We also had a many golf packages, and lessons. "Dude Heaven" </div><div> </div><div>Also in the back of the Dad Section we had had lawn services, Maui Jim Sunglasses, and pest control services to be bid on.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332321353698469218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5GAYdeowp4OiOSQVASV0fi9ZaCWzrcS9_29qw6MdC0xtf6etjs7d06ZZ1R8X4eeeZ6aTqClomzQLs3a1TG-l2YqOmv4bBo-ouOcpNzYTH38G1tSEcaDLVyIdVuzBV77L2JorcuAz_DlL/s320/March+%26+April+2009+066.JPG" border="0" /> Texas Tech autographed football and spirit wear featuring our very own Allen Texas 5A Football Champions. <br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqhsue9_GosGu4a-Q0WwuLxjJXeavi37w6ifJTeCYCrgi3oLONg8DbHUEVdSxGS6h5K_lYL05lb1v771wQxdH5r4hzKn1bexxq_rAy8yB3boJsEpfjUFWYHT0SScxiUNgwTk5NZ9Njxqgy/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+067.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332321348609827890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqhsue9_GosGu4a-Q0WwuLxjJXeavi37w6ifJTeCYCrgi3oLONg8DbHUEVdSxGS6h5K_lYL05lb1v771wQxdH5r4hzKn1bexxq_rAy8yB3boJsEpfjUFWYHT0SScxiUNgwTk5NZ9Njxqgy/s320/March+%26+April+2009+067.JPG" border="0" /></a> Boy Heaven!!<br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">5th grade sponsored the Pro-wing scooter, skate boards, and ramp. They also did the Rip Rider 360. 3rd grade sponsored the fishing equipment display.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDVvqwHskgMDH0h3yulwXpjdoSq6EpJAFqDkOL7PifxE-a_m1UCh-pnn2Z0v_UeWSeYX3Jd39zH25T7m88v6Cbtdrc3QBo9lfx5CA6WqRwtnZU8lEIzWjRu7cuOZSIiFZOU8ah9A9fuCs/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+068.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332320421743750098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDVvqwHskgMDH0h3yulwXpjdoSq6EpJAFqDkOL7PifxE-a_m1UCh-pnn2Z0v_UeWSeYX3Jd39zH25T7m88v6Cbtdrc3QBo9lfx5CA6WqRwtnZU8lEIzWjRu7cuOZSIiFZOU8ah9A9fuCs/s320/March+%26+April+2009+068.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Kindergarten did "Toy Chest" and with 6 sections of kindergarten at our school I think we had nine different displays. Most people buy one of the displays and stock their gift giving closet with the toys for birthday parties. Aren't those flowers cool on the walls?? I just love those!!<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTuBNR8ZK_qLz20HyKZDbAQ4HWDOQY0NvF_KFb1UPFcfAcX5BykgmDhF05HMIWPiwAAyRJkKNzVNNK0Zo7iwHcnP5jaOE_Blg_mqo6pTHHBWIZyxa1bdqYO9A3PJLZyCw0m3az8uUF5-P_/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+108.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332320416254868482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTuBNR8ZK_qLz20HyKZDbAQ4HWDOQY0NvF_KFb1UPFcfAcX5BykgmDhF05HMIWPiwAAyRJkKNzVNNK0Zo7iwHcnP5jaOE_Blg_mqo6pTHHBWIZyxa1bdqYO9A3PJLZyCw0m3az8uUF5-P_/s320/March+%26+April+2009+108.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />"Ahhh, the Havana Nights Party" 40 Couples pay 60.00 each to attend an off campus adult party. We made 2400.00 selling tickets for the party and it sold out in 17 minutes. Major CHA-CHING!! Thanks Ron and Shana for hosting the party!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsgCVaz4_mpu3CSY24pEmhncEv7wtOLaXQLZ9r1HWjbVDHU_LM2pQwYV4WWHTArRJvIpEnSSlPlnFDzudIEoQq3HyP59-fnlfnT4GIlAyGxxytTmSf6wXKIxo8HtOxsjCYl4HdQjrCaFfq/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332320401095840930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsgCVaz4_mpu3CSY24pEmhncEv7wtOLaXQLZ9r1HWjbVDHU_LM2pQwYV4WWHTArRJvIpEnSSlPlnFDzudIEoQq3HyP59-fnlfnT4GIlAyGxxytTmSf6wXKIxo8HtOxsjCYl4HdQjrCaFfq/s320/March+%26+April+2009+071.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This was what we call "El Mercado" or "The Market". All the area restaurants and food gift cards were out in this area. It is really popular and usually the food gift certificates go for face value. Do you see that spice rack? Not alot of people have those hanging on their walls these days and I was really worried that they might not sale. Holy Cow!! We had 4 of them and I think they went for around 75.00 each. Everyone was like "do you know how much spices are at the grocery store?" Plus they were McCormick Spices! We have a family at our school and the mom works for them and gave us the donation. We also featured out in this hallway about 12 different photography packages, interior design consultations, cooking lessons, and other household items.</div><div> </div><div>We had also in this back area "Boon Bakery" and had volunteers donate a cute baked good and auctioned them off as well. It wasn't your typical bake sale. If you made cookies, you put them in a cute cookie jar and you got the cookie jar to keep. Grandma's famous pie was in a reusable ceramic pie pan. We had some amazing items and was a big success. We hadn't planned to have as many items and were a little overwhelmed by the response. </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj31OJhKAzFtoOBsZdmdMPg_lc5N10NcpJK6_DHKo42AKmo8G0SUuT15BHFO0KJbAivyrVkH6Uqg4wtzrowRZx5z_t1XXyVZwMz61uwnMKOLXu0es6Syp1IUMkEJi4nMYycotEPoLJ3zum/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2009+081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332320396745774994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj31OJhKAzFtoOBsZdmdMPg_lc5N10NcpJK6_DHKo42AKmo8G0SUuT15BHFO0KJbAivyrVkH6Uqg4wtzrowRZx5z_t1XXyVZwMz61uwnMKOLXu0es6Syp1IUMkEJi4nMYycotEPoLJ3zum/s320/March+%26+April+2009+081.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>We also had so many fun things for the kids to do. We had a bounce house in our gym with a d-jay and a guy that taught the kids dances. He was fabulous! We also had photo buttons, airbrush tattoos, a magician, and quarter raffle baskets that are done by the teachers for the kids to put tickets in. The teachers are really creative in what they do for those baskets. One Kindergarten teacher will come to your house and read a bed time story to you and your siblings and have cookies and milk, another whole grade level has a Friday night lock-in for 6 students and 6 friends until 10:00 and they get to be in the school after it is closed, order pizza, play in the gym, ice cream sundaes, and more fun stuff. We also always have a gold fish for raffle and this year had a hermit crab and habitat. Our teachers and school are so awesome and it is such a pleasure to put on an event like this to raise money for our school. We are a relatively new school so there is so much that is still needed. We raised over $18,000 that night which is alot for a public school. It takes alot of volunteers to put on, but well worth the investment in our future. </p><p>Speaking of the future....I see tacos for dinner in my future, I better get on that!! Adios mi Amigos!!!</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88016157462357858.post-53659417815331069142009-05-04T16:34:00.003-05:002009-05-04T16:46:07.898-05:00A Boy And My Camera<div align="center"><u><span style="color:#0066cc;"></span></u>I down loaded pictures from my camera on Sunday and look what treasures from my nest I found ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1i-_D2TmiSNZnM5KqSiQ6OmsStVzpC8nDf5kj-nRvT1T2zrrpSAhlrRpUTozkJskgE5xLjcuJJvzNAnuYlGm-bC4NzbI43aYZfp-XushUH5xcg7EBF7dmfL5ARdj35YzlF0HhcDPxl91q/s1600-h/Havana+Nights+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086250897477330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1i-_D2TmiSNZnM5KqSiQ6OmsStVzpC8nDf5kj-nRvT1T2zrrpSAhlrRpUTozkJskgE5xLjcuJJvzNAnuYlGm-bC4NzbI43aYZfp-XushUH5xcg7EBF7dmfL5ARdj35YzlF0HhcDPxl91q/s320/Havana+Nights+013.JPG" border="0" /></a> Nice... actually amazed that the laces are tied!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P6rkJiAKf-XxBnZ5I-YXS6JgeBY8tslgz88Dpfhu2pXZc3Yn-6IjnJEuPf9NhHjrxu9kE-WNhpLlahStsVCfNIQgvEvenCo8HDiWqy-2G1Go8C3abQhxpdmbiqmn-vE6xJaAQ7vFbFJX/s1600-h/Havana+Nights+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086247383606322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P6rkJiAKf-XxBnZ5I-YXS6JgeBY8tslgz88Dpfhu2pXZc3Yn-6IjnJEuPf9NhHjrxu9kE-WNhpLlahStsVCfNIQgvEvenCo8HDiWqy-2G1Go8C3abQhxpdmbiqmn-vE6xJaAQ7vFbFJX/s320/Havana+Nights+014.JPG" border="0" /></a>OK, getting more information, is that Big Daddy?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhseQEksRgA46NIagDYwEVHaEw-vWcudUtAtJfNfC9y2tzYrfUEtLKQXmaDZUK-ni79MWKap4TCOZzaO12HUkiczBoynHAW2TKMMUpYCPieI3XlcbHfWt7FosW5r83ypc9HZw2H0NWV4Pd3/s1600-h/Havana+Nights+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086235038879378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhseQEksRgA46NIagDYwEVHaEw-vWcudUtAtJfNfC9y2tzYrfUEtLKQXmaDZUK-ni79MWKap4TCOZzaO12HUkiczBoynHAW2TKMMUpYCPieI3XlcbHfWt7FosW5r83ypc9HZw2H0NWV4Pd3/s320/Havana+Nights+015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, I recognize that little bird mouth<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMkJOez2smbyIhP1wUtdnT7x6W8p-KWvTKD-JIfnBXSHZUjW4SjUz7Uni3IvbmF63G0dNWUlavNQv7cf6EJpMipX4CBm4phOLb95OGzvKHk4NT0Q-DUbLvOsJNEQu1Kre5pmw8Sht6euz8/s1600-h/Havana+Nights+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086238435394114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMkJOez2smbyIhP1wUtdnT7x6W8p-KWvTKD-JIfnBXSHZUjW4SjUz7Uni3IvbmF63G0dNWUlavNQv7cf6EJpMipX4CBm4phOLb95OGzvKHk4NT0Q-DUbLvOsJNEQu1Kre5pmw8Sht6euz8/s320/Havana+Nights+016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, that is the mouth that momma bird feeds<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9GSHmEa4FDVZlQRk8eseCX1KedP5fsgC0Tet6BVhP6WMu9t2FPvjnTn2eyVv1R2i19CF8LxThLtEXZZYbPWxIozjjyTNwGfHDSVO-wIhmnugtuQRpcWZXgxdlMqC-eoLNTnxGa-fmgao/s1600-h/Havana+Nights+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086228143230402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9GSHmEa4FDVZlQRk8eseCX1KedP5fsgC0Tet6BVhP6WMu9t2FPvjnTn2eyVv1R2i19CF8LxThLtEXZZYbPWxIozjjyTNwGfHDSVO-wIhmnugtuQRpcWZXgxdlMqC-eoLNTnxGa-fmgao/s320/Havana+Nights+017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />and these are the shoes that Momma bird is constantly picking up.<br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18361820502332873873noreply@blogger.com0