tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9687317110917440312024-02-06T21:57:14.867-06:00Kristi's ThoughtsIt's All About MeKristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.comBlogger141125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-90971935381852973432011-05-30T20:52:00.003-05:002011-05-30T21:34:34.288-05:00Happy Memorial Day!<span style="color:#000099;">Happy Memorial Day!</span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">I am so thankful to the men & women who have served our country so that we can enjoy our freedom. I am very thankful for those that gave their life. There is no way to re-pay that.</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgIzoIdqwAhwBojIZDuGZBxZlIe5jK79-0P5Ps96BjH1gQRBy1a-wbFFzs1xmlkh6KmyM4SxDxY4nwiFEeBHQBzj-DFwtiO16RE4Bv6dO1v59n5x9TkJ5hCqBLQVZk5_eF1-uilXVS/s1600/me+deb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612700133767656146" 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/AVvXsEjgIzoIdqwAhwBojIZDuGZBxZlIe5jK79-0P5Ps96BjH1gQRBy1a-wbFFzs1xmlkh6KmyM4SxDxY4nwiFEeBHQBzj-DFwtiO16RE4Bv6dO1v59n5x9TkJ5hCqBLQVZk5_eF1-uilXVS/s320/me+deb.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000099;"><em>Deb & I</em> </span></div><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">We celebrated Memorial Day at work last Thursday. We recognized our vets, two of which are in our department, had a crazy hat contest, wore jeans, and had department ice cream socials. It was a great celebration, which everyone enjoyed!</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSIJ-Kc5NJ4_cx_yZ_3lfD-HfaeLwb_qzMjC1EusMIeJAeRODihc4KijuLcQem6xCqpf3icv2VGauXRpx_9WS8PG5LhdAiWuLINv4vIxvj1q5fLHlChskoG5nNZfwTkQfvlIjuaD_z/s1600/me+di.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612700130165203570" 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/AVvXsEhSIJ-Kc5NJ4_cx_yZ_3lfD-HfaeLwb_qzMjC1EusMIeJAeRODihc4KijuLcQem6xCqpf3icv2VGauXRpx_9WS8PG5LhdAiWuLINv4vIxvj1q5fLHlChskoG5nNZfwTkQfvlIjuaD_z/s320/me+di.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000099;"><em>Me & Diannah</em><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NqHwWrl9My-qzg8JzEMBI5Ey0y0o07qzT06Kf0I5E0bXZXLg3SSoMRxsU5qJiPmNdXAPDQ0Cys6d8tIDGd5LbM_xShaJQUqdyvOjdNzmrKTDZtpIJDXGVZMHswlxD84hmIL3uPN8/s1600/memorial_cele_027%255B1%255D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612700127109780882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NqHwWrl9My-qzg8JzEMBI5Ey0y0o07qzT06Kf0I5E0bXZXLg3SSoMRxsU5qJiPmNdXAPDQ0Cys6d8tIDGd5LbM_xShaJQUqdyvOjdNzmrKTDZtpIJDXGVZMHswlxD84hmIL3uPN8/s320/memorial_cele_027%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYwJvlcka_kCi1m6YRsACpJCcva7yKwv4XrTEOpYsyU1w0-i_kaW3xsVPwLdbjUSeTy4k6q10MO44pAltNF3arP7c1iEFvqe-03xXEX72Yhu2HA481FF_inoBG-COlMW0GbULqftfQ/s1600/memorial_cele_024%255B1%255D+%25282%2529.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612700123664529858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYwJvlcka_kCi1m6YRsACpJCcva7yKwv4XrTEOpYsyU1w0-i_kaW3xsVPwLdbjUSeTy4k6q10MO44pAltNF3arP7c1iEFvqe-03xXEX72Yhu2HA481FF_inoBG-COlMW0GbULqftfQ/s320/memorial_cele_024%255B1%255D+%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000099;">We also had a photo-op where you could have your picture taken and receive a yellow lapel ribbon. We are printing these pictures and giving them out to the associates.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn6KJyEGfrN_Oiodtu_2Uf2irVS27P75mnLpC3xjr4Gden34mmGTEpwKbI9DB2b64brwzVFHXmIZfSVypuyzeuUT99wBaNKyQU7x2C98IyMm0cvC5f-sJSxWjD9HcRHhTFW1amaJMx/s1600/memorial_cele_055%255B1%255D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612700118138961106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn6KJyEGfrN_Oiodtu_2Uf2irVS27P75mnLpC3xjr4Gden34mmGTEpwKbI9DB2b64brwzVFHXmIZfSVypuyzeuUT99wBaNKyQU7x2C98IyMm0cvC5f-sJSxWjD9HcRHhTFW1amaJMx/s320/memorial_cele_055%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><br /></div><p><span style="color:#000099;">Enjoy this Memorial Day!</span></p>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-79353980736074774972011-04-27T11:34:00.003-05:002011-04-27T11:53:23.923-05:00Why I Hate CatsThey are mean & vindictive little monsters that pee on my bed, while I'm inches away from them in the same room.
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<br />Happy 7th Birthday Sylvester. I hope you enjoyed your night in the crate, and that you enjoy the rest of your life living in the bathroom.
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<br /><div></div>Your wild, hellion brother is now the favorite. Deal with it!
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<br /><div></div>You shall never relax like this again. </div>
<br />I deserve a refund. Too bad you were free. Now I know why. :-P
<br />Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-65006651939105219882011-04-17T15:13:00.008-05:002011-04-18T00:01:54.191-05:00A Decade of Kenny<div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">This weekend was yet another Kenny Chesney concert for Deborah, Elizabeth, and myself. His 'Goin' Coastal' tour stopped in at Cowboys Stadium yesterday with acts Uncle Kracker, Billy Currington, and The Zac Brown Band opening for him. The concert was in a word, <strong><em>AMAZING</em></strong>. I don't know if it was the company, the fact that I hadn't seen him perform live in 2 years since he took last year off, or the fact that he's a freakin' superstar, but it was FANTASTIC!</span></div><br /><p><span style="color:#000000;">Yesterday's concert got me to thinking about all the other times that I've seen Kenny, most times with Deborah & Elizabeth. Kenny is kind of our thing. It started in college at SFA. Our first concert seeing him was Friday, October 26, 2001 at 8 pm at W.R. Johnson Coliseum on campus. The cost of the ticket was $25 and that was for floor seats!!! It was right before Kenny hit the big time and it was FABULOUS. We were inches from him. I have the BEST close-ups! And that's what began a decade of Kenny. Sometimes we let other people tag along with us, but it's typically just us...and we LOVE it! </span></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwQ6j7kg2h6HaAlTnVs12hUe7J35Q7pXfq1Vk9PFUROVbX8ICqN4ZYMx5lB5fHFTTWxS_I6EJsvcyiqYUCUUzwxMmcHTZeGy2dPfYt5XTdx8hoD4vmqKInNEN02nmfamg6gRBQPBk1/s1600/photo%255B1%255D+%25282%2529.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596699466404183538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwQ6j7kg2h6HaAlTnVs12hUe7J35Q7pXfq1Vk9PFUROVbX8ICqN4ZYMx5lB5fHFTTWxS_I6EJsvcyiqYUCUUzwxMmcHTZeGy2dPfYt5XTdx8hoD4vmqKInNEN02nmfamg6gRBQPBk1/s320/photo%255B1%255D+%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;">2001 - Greatest Hits Tour </span><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Me, Deb, Elizabeth, & Kate </span></p><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Our last semester together at Stephen F. was Summer I of 2002. Deb & I graduated that summer and Bets (Elizabeth) had one more year of school left. Most of our other friends graduated in May of that year, and/or moved, so the three of us lived together. The theme of that summer was No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems...Kenny's 2002 CD. We knew the words to EVERY single song and listened to it 24/7. It was greatness. That will always be a very special summer & cd for us that we will never forget. </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Today I spent a large part of my afternoon going through lots and lots and lots of photos to find all our Kenny ones. I find it super hard to believe that we didn't go to his 2002 or 2003 concerts, but I found no evidence to suggest we did, and my memory is obviously not that good. 2002/2003 may have been the time period that Deb went to see Kenny in IL with her sister, when they lived up there. At least one of us was representing. ;) </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Bets & my next KC concert was in 2004 at Smirnoff Music Centre in Dallas, June 5, 2004 at 7:30 pm. Lawns seats were $27.50, plus all the super fun ticketmaster fees. :P Courtney came with us to this concert. She'd just had major back surgery a little over a month before so we wheeled her around in a wheelchair, which led to better lawn seats for us. Ha! </div></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWW0P7Z12yHEMVLcPm_1zBaaK3_HjmYKsFyATHzAChQnT6OZ55KFg4vKaiMH9945jga1f5UwBbC2kHVAILfDsJwaDTG6k5Vc0mgKh3LwtsjVrDHh_b8DAmWCTiKDg90B2rZJRUh9AT/s1600/photo%255B1%255D.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596698186799196642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWW0P7Z12yHEMVLcPm_1zBaaK3_HjmYKsFyATHzAChQnT6OZ55KFg4vKaiMH9945jga1f5UwBbC2kHVAILfDsJwaDTG6k5Vc0mgKh3LwtsjVrDHh_b8DAmWCTiKDg90B2rZJRUh9AT/s320/photo%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"> 2004 - Guitars, Tiki Bars & A Whole Lotta Love Tour </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Me, Court, & Bets</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">On April 8, 2005 we traveled to Madison, WI for yet another Kenny concert at the Kohl Center at UW-Madison! Bets & I had flown up to Chicago, IL for a long weekend with Deb, who lived in Rockford, IL at the time. Yes, we'll travel far and wide for our Kenny. ;-)</span><span style="color:#000000;"> </div></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjMTPUfHWduNszrI26Ep7g4XRWJV0FynIx2HVY6twkybUEhn5ajQzsUtFC8TpJKQHzQq5YKNBcBPuExtqwve-Szu0cPNh8VgtXzdFiPvGMD_U8HeaxqvdV5SS-q31MDNmrOVBgmbr/s1600/2005.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596697654585296322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjMTPUfHWduNszrI26Ep7g4XRWJV0FynIx2HVY6twkybUEhn5ajQzsUtFC8TpJKQHzQq5YKNBcBPuExtqwve-Szu0cPNh8VgtXzdFiPvGMD_U8HeaxqvdV5SS-q31MDNmrOVBgmbr/s320/2005.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;">2005 - Somewhere In The Sun Tour </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Bets, Deb, & Me</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">On July 22, 2006 we saw Kenny at Pizza Hut Park in Frisco. We had LOTS to celebrate! We were seeing Kenny together AND Bets & Kevin had JUST gotten engaged the night before! Plus Deb was finally living back in Texas. All was right with the world!</span></div><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdE7T9b6-RWIXiCJnUQXqMKpA192Y12xiGchXFEo8G08NcXpasHS4kcvjNf32ktmlAOfiRJ6JOK_YebE_-kDSinYpTh5wroU9UDuGSkLXTNo0VtesU1y6vjhMdQ0X7Q5JC9gz-wu3O/s1600/100_1398.jpg"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596680756689207122" 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/AVvXsEhdE7T9b6-RWIXiCJnUQXqMKpA192Y12xiGchXFEo8G08NcXpasHS4kcvjNf32ktmlAOfiRJ6JOK_YebE_-kDSinYpTh5wroU9UDuGSkLXTNo0VtesU1y6vjhMdQ0X7Q5JC9gz-wu3O/s320/100_1398.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"> 2006 - The Road & The Radio Tour</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">The day the music died. My 'The Road and The Radio' cd bit the dust in my piece of junk computer. It got stuck in the cd slot and the computer ate it. I nearly cried. :( Of course I had to quickly buy another.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596698197631046498" 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/AVvXsEhXThzdFbSBmPhRUyMc6gOgtHrrR8Or9JGjI4tWZApumcHTdxPs7gzVJ5w5I1NHaDXZit_DncTBEXoRa8ScOA77YYctR5rYGK652L4wcvfv5QVNM-lZ0rJqC9hwZ-IKot-8gSkyNrHU/s320/100_2907.jpg" border="0" /> </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">We saw Kenny at The Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion in the The Woodlands on June 15, 2007. It had rained lots in the days leading up to the concert, so since we had lawn seats we took a tarp and quilt to sit on. Someone how my booty still ended up getting soaked. Also, carrying out a wet, muddy tarp at the end of the night was hellacious. Leaving the pavilion was like a cattle stampede, people were even mooing. Our tarp was disgusting and huge and took two of us to carry it. It kept bumping into people and they were upset they were getting dirty. Pretty soon we starting purposefully knocking people with it so they would move and we could get out of there faster. It was completely ridiculous at the time, but we soon were cracking up about it. It's still hilarious to us to this day!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmcL8EUlK04QCpodYDFVUjdSO8QU6v1opV72zVyxBxnWh39j9k2bOLV14GZCxq-5YSS6dr-43LemTyVzmUdiZ7y1LmtNcHhbrezPDtMtUfdmWRvhx6VcuS-tWJHTXqGEQqZNW38lXA/s1600/100_4319.jpg"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596680749578124914" 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/AVvXsEgmcL8EUlK04QCpodYDFVUjdSO8QU6v1opV72zVyxBxnWh39j9k2bOLV14GZCxq-5YSS6dr-43LemTyVzmUdiZ7y1LmtNcHhbrezPDtMtUfdmWRvhx6VcuS-tWJHTXqGEQqZNW38lXA/s320/100_4319.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;">2007 - Flip Flop Summer Tour</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Bets, Me, Deb, & Catina</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">We headed back to Pizza Hut Park in Frisco on May 3, 2008 at 5:30 pm. Tickets were $58 for section 115 Row 6, plus the convenience fees. It was a beautiful day and tons of fun. It's the concert where Deb & I acquired our 'She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy' green baseball caps. Whoooo! The margs were pretty good too. ;)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596650160793782674" 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/AVvXsEiKRggi_5ntHuEDXYgevJOJF8Xc879bGaE4E0dVAE8RYfQt2VZOw9legmF7l2Yj9_W7_rf79gBmFkz5XLjd17uHNwPHsmh3wOglRGSmSNS60piLc1rN0LUQ6274lT3hG18aW_Lrc1lX/s320/4-26+-+5-3-08+Tarrant+Race%252C+Kenny+concert+089.JPG" border="0" /> </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">2008 - The Poets & Pirates Tour</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">There's something sexy about the rain...or so the Kenny song goes. Court & I went the Kenny concert at Pizza Hut Park in Frisco on May 2, 2009 amidst the rain, lightening, and thunder. Court & I waited around at my apt awhile but I talked her into heading over to the concert. We had to park a little ways away and wade through the water. As we were walking to the concert, through the ridiculous circumstances, Court commented "Only stupid people do this." Maybe she was right, but I was NOT going to miss MY Kenny! And she's an awesome sister for going along with my hair-brained ideas. We arrived part way through Lady Antebellum's performance and got to see Miranda Lambert. We were bundled in raincoats, plastic covers, and our caps. Kenny's band struggled to get on-stage equipment covered as the weather got worse and the lightning crew closer. We moved under a canopy, with a million other people, during Kenny's performance. Kenny had been singing less than an hour and was soaked to the bone and continued to sing, changing the playlist to sing his "There's Something Sexy About The Rain." At the end of his performance he told everyone that he'd be back in a few weeks and to get the hell out of there because the storms and lightning were way to close. We struggled to get back to the car through the flowing streams that had flip flops floating down them and finally made it out of there.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596650169743260178" 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/AVvXsEjPeijlHjI9XP9kw6Rggh-_mjQLVhstPtzNmNNybZe4YUsUOL2A6bjHONLa6xCvSBMNMXfBtQECsE6SpQpQiCQt_owoi6J7UyW9HKQZu2VxGclwhFyaNCafe4BCm6lu2qvEHwd1og5I/s320/4-25+-+5-20+%252709+012.JPG" border="0" />Rained-out 2009 - Sun City Carnival Tour</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Kenny returned to Pizza Hut Park in Frisco on May 17, 2009. It was just Kenny, no opening act. Seating was first come first serve. It was a terrific make-up performance. Kenny sang for hours. After he finished his songs he began to sing other fun, random ones. It was great! It definitely made up for the crazy rain-out before. What a great guy to return and do another concert! See why I love this man?! Hehe!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUl9BA2v4an5AhBC9IIe_Aa8ziy4f5zbRwlhrS5gepiE836Q_5ThAwt1CWn6MsKQrDz3uQ7z9sceZdVa2ey-FgU6C16QtCsQqdmgaiUiid5_TO80rdRGB1Gt2L7njPB1VjJlS4p-93/s1600/5-2009+Kenny+002.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596650164283720722" 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/AVvXsEhUl9BA2v4an5AhBC9IIe_Aa8ziy4f5zbRwlhrS5gepiE836Q_5ThAwt1CWn6MsKQrDz3uQ7z9sceZdVa2ey-FgU6C16QtCsQqdmgaiUiid5_TO80rdRGB1Gt2L7njPB1VjJlS4p-93/s320/5-2009+Kenny+002.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;">Make-up 2009 - Sun City Carnival Tour</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Kenny didn't tour in 2010. I guess everyone, even Kenny, needs a break sometimes. He didn't really take a break though. He came out with his album 'Hemingway's Whiskey' in the fall of 2010. </span><span style="color:#000000;"></div></span><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">And that leads us back to this weekend and his 'Goin' Coastal Tour'. Again, it was awesome and just reminded us, not that we needed it, how much we love our Kenny!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_kR92OpVSDlZQqGBBrJcEc-h1OyaQi0r9hGvPtZkrZZCYKhkgGZKeRd0EWW0gnyGOBeBbpV0UooB4QAiD8JK0zTwK-8Qd0db26FPOmbFKZHaGLTF3he2G_T8GTeKqJb1GxoapMAN/s1600/4-15+-+4-17+2011+Kenny+weekend+044.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596650159599124946" 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/AVvXsEjZ_kR92OpVSDlZQqGBBrJcEc-h1OyaQi0r9hGvPtZkrZZCYKhkgGZKeRd0EWW0gnyGOBeBbpV0UooB4QAiD8JK0zTwK-8Qd0db26FPOmbFKZHaGLTF3he2G_T8GTeKqJb1GxoapMAN/s320/4-15+-+4-17+2011+Kenny+weekend+044.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"> 2011 - Goin' Coastal Tour </span></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-37657607336415411752011-04-01T22:38:00.002-05:002011-04-01T23:04:10.718-05:00Because Everyone Deserves A LifetimeA year ago today my mom was diagnosed with cancer again for the third time. It was the worst day of my life. It was all too ironic that it fell on April Fool's Day. I had spent the night in the hospital with mom as we awaited test results for what we knew might be cancer again, although we were hoping it was some type of infection. I'll never forget that day. I wish I could. I still remember the doctor's face like it was yesterday. I can't explain the feeling of getting that news that the breast cancer was back and had spread. It's the helpless, out of control feeling. You know those tv shows where the main character is up above watching what is happening to them down below? Yeah, kind of like that.
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<br />Fast forward to today, a year later. Mom took her 14th chemo today and her tumor marker has gone down to 55 from the 1800 it was at a year ago. Destination tumor marker is between 0 - 37. We're nearly there!!!! God is a mighty, mighty God.
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<br />This is the reason I have taken on an incredible challenge. November 4-6, 2011 I will walk 60 miles to help end breast cancer forever. I will join together with thousands of other women and men as part of the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure.
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<br />No one should have to go through what I have seen my mom go through. No one should have to have a double mastectomy, take radiation that burns their skin, or take chemotherapy that causes them to lose their hair and feel ill. She had NO choice in getting breast cancer three times. I choose to walk 60 miles to honor her, as well as the many other women and men fighting and SURVIVING this terrible disease. I also walk in remembrance of those we have lost. I will do all I can not to let breast cancer affect anyone else's future. I am choosing to fight back. I am challenging myself to accomplish more than I ever thought possible.
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<br />I've agreed to raise at least $2,300 in donations and need your help. I would be honored if you'd consider making a donation to this cause. Please know you can donate any amount no contribution is too small!
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<br />You can donate online at The3Day.org. Just click on "Donate" and search for my personal fundraising page. You can also fill out the enclosed donation form and mail it to the address on the form. You can also call 800-996-3DAY to donate over the phone.
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<br />Net proceeds from the 3-Day for the Cure are invested in community-based breast health programs and breast cancer research. The research funded focuses on decreasing breast cancer incidence and mortality in the next decade.
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<br />Somewhere in the world, a woman dies from breast cancer every 69 seconds. Breast cancer is the most frequently diagnosed cancer, and is the leading cause of death among women worldwide. The majority of women with breast cancer have no known significant family history or other known risk factors. Breast cancer knows no boundaries be it age, gender, socio-economic status or geographic location. I'm walking in the 3-Day because everyone deserves a lifetime.</div>
<br /><div></div>Thank you in advance for your generosity and for helping end breast cancer forever.</div>
<br />Also, ask your employer if they will double your donation through a matching gift program! Many companies will! </div>
<br /><div><a href="http://www.the3day.org/site/TR?px=3038852&pg=personal&fr_id=1622&et=yej-_QgFkEXyrVDvHUJ6eA..&s_tafId=461820" target="_blank">Click here to visit my personal page.
<br /></a>If the text above does not appear as a clickable link, you can visit the web address:http://www.the3day.org/site/TR?px=3038852&pg=personal&fr_id=1622&et=yej-_QgFkEXyrVDvHUJ6eA..&s_tafId=461820 </div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-4631108368724446742011-03-28T05:27:00.004-05:002011-03-28T05:57:04.334-05:00Dallas BloomsRobin & I met Brinda & Pup at the <a href="http://www.dallasarboretum.org/">Dallas Arboretum </a>for Dallas Blooms on March 19th. I took a few engagement shots for Brinda & Pup for their 'Save The Dates' and then Pup left us girls alone to enjoy the flowers. The arboretum has a Fairy Tale Castles Exhibit that runs from March 5th-December 31st and features castles based on classic tales like Jack and the Beanstalk and Rapunzel. We checked out these exhibits, as well as the Artscape, fine art show and sale that was going on that weekend. <br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL2X3sPYRY4MYqi3EIrMe3riEix_cFnN5uW3esFTM2DV-SWnZGPryal_BoqieZfogjeF2OJRUzPTeu7fbnh7xsc5K_Yrobo3x5Esnhxc_Bf4yja-jR2YV_Phi7PfZzwCBcf4S-BJV_/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589078194468876834" 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/AVvXsEjL2X3sPYRY4MYqi3EIrMe3riEix_cFnN5uW3esFTM2DV-SWnZGPryal_BoqieZfogjeF2OJRUzPTeu7fbnh7xsc5K_Yrobo3x5Esnhxc_Bf4yja-jR2YV_Phi7PfZzwCBcf4S-BJV_/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+006.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Brinda & Pup surrounded by beautiful hydrangeas. </span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOQBZvFu_B4kWcGZ8lm6SGpDTfHQ8WJ-ElMefbHtBfwcrtgo_17MS0bIfB4fQFRH5NXbNxnswAX0qjNuSFNxlFUNnOxF7HJgr52P2xhIdqYrfXGez6Z_RFYjbJg-OPg9IO3AVcrDZu/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589078194694569058" 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/AVvXsEhOQBZvFu_B4kWcGZ8lm6SGpDTfHQ8WJ-ElMefbHtBfwcrtgo_17MS0bIfB4fQFRH5NXbNxnswAX0qjNuSFNxlFUNnOxF7HJgr52P2xhIdqYrfXGez6Z_RFYjbJg-OPg9IO3AVcrDZu/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+036.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Brinda & Pup with a tulip back-drop. </span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvP9_nAew-0XHC0c46rDmwzTY10UB5EXKSObqwTbqfS3ID-qaaIxtiSTZTxCYNUBVARy1r0bKi5nTsjiH4lW2wX9Q-trPTMvC-exfD8t9U8ATsK3AneN1vvB9ZW1R1aXWcEDU9meK8/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589078192478143154" 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/AVvXsEjvP9_nAew-0XHC0c46rDmwzTY10UB5EXKSObqwTbqfS3ID-qaaIxtiSTZTxCYNUBVARy1r0bKi5nTsjiH4lW2wX9Q-trPTMvC-exfD8t9U8ATsK3AneN1vvB9ZW1R1aXWcEDU9meK8/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+044.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:85%;">I just love the different tulip varieties!</span></em> </div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_mvVVDlCMvohQZPrA51oRSnXUCp7PxupNn-0B6lYiJ9bW0yRLDap8rOm1023MAhT_1LprjqxSo6bRkz4eYm6dwklpb32ZB9U7EooQCcO-6bz09M-9KMExbnL2x7WnqBJdJkjFJ0M/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589078191549582738" 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/AVvXsEg6_mvVVDlCMvohQZPrA51oRSnXUCp7PxupNn-0B6lYiJ9bW0yRLDap8rOm1023MAhT_1LprjqxSo6bRkz4eYm6dwklpb32ZB9U7EooQCcO-6bz09M-9KMExbnL2x7WnqBJdJkjFJ0M/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+051.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU62nO3UfG_rW4Olx42psKGzkv34nHPivRX6xpwqPKO2K87JXVWpR8VO2qU50-gbrfkSWFfi7Kt3Ov1GANd4ZfaD0rf508kxdCz7JWcnkc6QeMd5yastbdtOfYTKh-RlHywPk4dkHp/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589078183559656482" 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/AVvXsEhU62nO3UfG_rW4Olx42psKGzkv34nHPivRX6xpwqPKO2K87JXVWpR8VO2qU50-gbrfkSWFfi7Kt3Ov1GANd4ZfaD0rf508kxdCz7JWcnkc6QeMd5yastbdtOfYTKh-RlHywPk4dkHp/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+056.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj44n6kO7lyhSaICMIViFwCTa5h3l6NS19MXfES3g5ZOAvQfUQ4ZjvBAUzUGv05D8uWifhsOFVCy-7-VvtZ2Sd72Q4KkEl8oDj7RRly9lxREt4btx7agLFlIHPR_lf5Zd1nb8biI_rv/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589076933584454050" 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/AVvXsEj44n6kO7lyhSaICMIViFwCTa5h3l6NS19MXfES3g5ZOAvQfUQ4ZjvBAUzUGv05D8uWifhsOFVCy-7-VvtZ2Sd72Q4KkEl8oDj7RRly9lxREt4btx7agLFlIHPR_lf5Zd1nb8biI_rv/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+060.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">me, Robin, & Brinda</span></em> </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPcuVVjkyXh-zX6EB1ObvbhMw5u5PvrXGg4DjmgpUFlmVFnFniiagLgRQF0qLOk60ZNtCncm2SNixeWJr-_oc5v1QDQKkbAfaTHMiJaq6M1I1IwbGLslrQOGctFwhUPBF2ljC-QSw/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589076932571451474" 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/AVvXsEjGPcuVVjkyXh-zX6EB1ObvbhMw5u5PvrXGg4DjmgpUFlmVFnFniiagLgRQF0qLOk60ZNtCncm2SNixeWJr-_oc5v1QDQKkbAfaTHMiJaq6M1I1IwbGLslrQOGctFwhUPBF2ljC-QSw/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+078.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:85%;">One of the pools with White Rock Lake in the background.</span></em> </div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPCZvljnJBeJVgyTla0Q5HDfWuDMeprTKUA9mNFgOvgVg4xrpGMBwE1F5TJKvaSQVKt9zCr0iuLIlI3eha2ovwCFucHGfVGgvmhQQOMc6LK_Dh8SnhIH3lTalvJRGSytlvNnb6RcWx/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589076929280036514" 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/AVvXsEhPCZvljnJBeJVgyTla0Q5HDfWuDMeprTKUA9mNFgOvgVg4xrpGMBwE1F5TJKvaSQVKt9zCr0iuLIlI3eha2ovwCFucHGfVGgvmhQQOMc6LK_Dh8SnhIH3lTalvJRGSytlvNnb6RcWx/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+080.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFMBYyYSgzYv7VG5G0Iio_G4Y6JvaONAauE8oLKy2SrPbwz2cjhyphenhyphenIAIgbCA53jtAYSwkSa0BYPqrtTXG94A3XCle_CrDeXD4uDfOVxROU4VnqGOuFHkgkwXP6LrtBjinSNpDkGZ-9X/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589076921316022466" 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/AVvXsEhFMBYyYSgzYv7VG5G0Iio_G4Y6JvaONAauE8oLKy2SrPbwz2cjhyphenhyphenIAIgbCA53jtAYSwkSa0BYPqrtTXG94A3XCle_CrDeXD4uDfOVxROU4VnqGOuFHkgkwXP6LrtBjinSNpDkGZ-9X/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+084.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk6M_PGL57cTmQNifgk04M2TwESHbh8NfImhnUO28W-8enkhyYtDHqwTCbwqOBGk_CApUTJRmKPLlNs9qXIoav8HbxpiF0Qx8Ldt1STr3zBcc1VUMYFDsOGJxsllKnMMfu-f0eolS4/s1600/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589076923031062018" 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/AVvXsEhk6M_PGL57cTmQNifgk04M2TwESHbh8NfImhnUO28W-8enkhyYtDHqwTCbwqOBGk_CApUTJRmKPLlNs9qXIoav8HbxpiF0Qx8Ldt1STr3zBcc1VUMYFDsOGJxsllKnMMfu-f0eolS4/s320/3-19-11+Dallas+Blooms+087.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-36055209302580382722011-03-28T04:23:00.004-05:002011-03-28T05:02:15.941-05:00Saint Patrick's 2011We headed to Dallas' famous St. Patty's Parade on lower Greenville Saturday, March 12th. We watched the floats go down Greenville Ave and walked all over the area, enjoying the sights of the crazy tailgaters.<br /><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-j9HXXlGEUMVmBkplZXdutSTh59SHPy9nQldOLaEM6H8oRtaDfydDAWWJ6B28R5iT-ZF1wazTYemvUPOceSzctJiZ7MW_LIn8oj4Xa8LAG3t8Xn6RQKe7zoN5Wf41iFcDR8VLlqFX/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589061077982266610" 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-j9HXXlGEUMVmBkplZXdutSTh59SHPy9nQldOLaEM6H8oRtaDfydDAWWJ6B28R5iT-ZF1wazTYemvUPOceSzctJiZ7MW_LIn8oj4Xa8LAG3t8Xn6RQKe7zoN5Wf41iFcDR8VLlqFX/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+002.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Jeff, Joy, Ren, Leigh Ann, me, Leah, & Joy's mom, Sandy</span></em></div><br />Everyone met up at Lindsay's apt so we could walk to the parade together. Of course we had to pose for a group photo before heading out.<br /> <br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgABxuNB7XOhZD5SPhC1wee9nDrLgksVHYO7QeWDIm_JIibjSIcxPfmZVPG_Goy3GzK5X82MKN7QFBNW4e-NQ36eKyn8ePcL6ru7EVO5ahDQukszTnbAlIbFshbZSdNIo9olsnV0K4n/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589061081357352114" 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/AVvXsEgABxuNB7XOhZD5SPhC1wee9nDrLgksVHYO7QeWDIm_JIibjSIcxPfmZVPG_Goy3GzK5X82MKN7QFBNW4e-NQ36eKyn8ePcL6ru7EVO5ahDQukszTnbAlIbFshbZSdNIo9olsnV0K4n/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;"> Me & Joy shamrockin' it at the parade!</span></em> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEiDvNrlt2jRetyRejRMXD0T-zMHeU1Yyqd75S8RsnF7EYjmgBc_xiFLup_wvK4gDHt-j9rhgZ0MsxngXj6wUXMu6xX0ook7ikn1J-zIIJ-egJc-hD8w04-gvsO1vhoBoPDtVH30IN/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589060764646664194" 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/AVvXsEiEiDvNrlt2jRetyRejRMXD0T-zMHeU1Yyqd75S8RsnF7EYjmgBc_xiFLup_wvK4gDHt-j9rhgZ0MsxngXj6wUXMu6xX0ook7ikn1J-zIIJ-egJc-hD8w04-gvsO1vhoBoPDtVH30IN/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+017.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">One of the many crazy floats.</span></em> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENaNayidYSbyVn9FUmgK1S7JY3zDY7FFAhQwtaTS-5PGeafDH643gjkbzZWF3abPRYlVIf2eqjZhhacjTYv08l1Qm__K1kO8KT4njPItD2AKMZgvYHfW1kT19bi5TnNLdmNySjl-3/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589060765017009122" 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/AVvXsEgENaNayidYSbyVn9FUmgK1S7JY3zDY7FFAhQwtaTS-5PGeafDH643gjkbzZWF3abPRYlVIf2eqjZhhacjTYv08l1Qm__K1kO8KT4njPItD2AKMZgvYHfW1kT19bi5TnNLdmNySjl-3/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+019.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Cheers! Leah & I at the parade!</span></em> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioLQG3mNePW_yYWqwXa9Sm6Nv6Y4KBcyRT51l8fuBOdi8EeGb0nndPzAE82lPpdBbjH8A1FXRiBcjOTO7UoF62SVasSZdAgBSSPtr9UgqFeE9o1D7JSS3ZFTHNkeN_8YfEEvIYaBK_/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589060761510402514" 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/AVvXsEioLQG3mNePW_yYWqwXa9Sm6Nv6Y4KBcyRT51l8fuBOdi8EeGb0nndPzAE82lPpdBbjH8A1FXRiBcjOTO7UoF62SVasSZdAgBSSPtr9UgqFeE9o1D7JSS3ZFTHNkeN_8YfEEvIYaBK_/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+020.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Leigh Ann, Ren, Jeff, Leah, & Joy strike a pose.</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzzeBn_tsbfb0K6anJ3mJaF3OdnRhEX_y_KnRmlG_cXvATDA_gC9Y3l8D9AE4VW26-lBZDp16LrDRCLcVXdtdpDMFrWis9t9omJnmvDnYsWGoXIIB5_PaMbnJ-MI-ktQqJ3uWD47wN/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589060756046690066" 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/AVvXsEgzzeBn_tsbfb0K6anJ3mJaF3OdnRhEX_y_KnRmlG_cXvATDA_gC9Y3l8D9AE4VW26-lBZDp16LrDRCLcVXdtdpDMFrWis9t9omJnmvDnYsWGoXIIB5_PaMbnJ-MI-ktQqJ3uWD47wN/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+025.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Kilt clad! Jeff found a fellow kilt buddy to chat with on the parade route.</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589060000058110210" 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/AVvXsEhPpIIUjY9w0N1ZPFvRilZvRoN-nUeVauk_Gvwahv5UzVKl9jCqgDGVXszgYX2WZgSTG-jLtOH7Twinn4LP3kWOTVXU_WQgecFvNnOHld-fieveKq428gnUW8xgdksKBMlavT4KD09I/s320/photo%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">We got lots of random freebies thrown at us from the floats, including this beach ball and TONS of beads!</span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589060751137557650" 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/AVvXsEjWuIi3SzClai7vAh2Sqe8MOEDSOWS5gYGeACTBZ5ulI7NmX2l-EA21RqkMTLYcJ-7p08NX3Oazneha-q20nEhpSLQpP6BJocrUDurZXYdssiRbCv7_fvLmDTiEUZZMqrLYx1vkPmQT/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+026.JPG" border="0" /></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">We ran into Oneal, from church, after the parade. He participated in the 5K run pre-parade.</span></em> </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div>On Thursday, March 17th we celebrated St. Pat's Day at work with a crazy hat contest.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6VrqCDzQ1Tu_caJGdvpxTkyDxaWCJibhEZBakFViG11bpc_vnzTypDZbfSR-zbULxfZUT27IknajZdrZ0Qpjst4wKxlzd5vatNR3qBDRdmzKbMnEIRzJkXiOq1pcIao7TBYaVyxmy/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589059998589671442" 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/AVvXsEj6VrqCDzQ1Tu_caJGdvpxTkyDxaWCJibhEZBakFViG11bpc_vnzTypDZbfSR-zbULxfZUT27IknajZdrZ0Qpjst4wKxlzd5vatNR3qBDRdmzKbMnEIRzJkXiOq1pcIao7TBYaVyxmy/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+030.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Spirited girls! Deborah, Ruby, me, April, Diannah, & Belinda</span></em> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkopYOVOwc-yQOS6ndrmIJ1Is0XdpGXvG_lw6N1SNPVtFale34v1w1Yp9T6DjYQKkf7zGYnyF6ikqqhBIhEULekLXV7Qmfqq0FlTHUBfvpCknU8Imm8HW3x30-HMrUDMys0VleSf3U/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589059997035628338" 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/AVvXsEgkopYOVOwc-yQOS6ndrmIJ1Is0XdpGXvG_lw6N1SNPVtFale34v1w1Yp9T6DjYQKkf7zGYnyF6ikqqhBIhEULekLXV7Qmfqq0FlTHUBfvpCknU8Imm8HW3x30-HMrUDMys0VleSf3U/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+034.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">We forced Vincent to join us in the festivities! I had to show off my shamrock socks & green shoes in this pic! ;)</span></em> </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Dl-1TbGZSIi0MpAgSzCzyYQ73X65vzw1c8-OrDTaXMDkGlNXtTCOQUY76EMeXZpdgOBCkLbPqSsyKrB-v4sDro4pBvdfRh15hnS9gywxV2ndmjIJCRRnR5fJCrfoc27wVM8v95qd/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589059992268890898" 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/AVvXsEg9Dl-1TbGZSIi0MpAgSzCzyYQ73X65vzw1c8-OrDTaXMDkGlNXtTCOQUY76EMeXZpdgOBCkLbPqSsyKrB-v4sDro4pBvdfRh15hnS9gywxV2ndmjIJCRRnR5fJCrfoc27wVM8v95qd/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+037.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Phil came decked out and even won one of the crazy hat awards. Yes, that's a hair hat! He's actually bald! ;)</span></em> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNl5kJZ-mWkXNWhiOtl4E8RbBJ5ONumSYRnt9qWDjazzFDqJKURxFS_b-CC1Jfxb1d7iu7oDyVVm9Zw3HTFHR0RNUdIz_t4r0kBgB25oc49UwWJL2WTIQHlaoxPoaQs5PCjGZFCsS/s1600/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589059988643752370" 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/AVvXsEiaNl5kJZ-mWkXNWhiOtl4E8RbBJ5ONumSYRnt9qWDjazzFDqJKURxFS_b-CC1Jfxb1d7iu7oDyVVm9Zw3HTFHR0RNUdIz_t4r0kBgB25oc49UwWJL2WTIQHlaoxPoaQs5PCjGZFCsS/s320/3-12+%2526+3-17+2011+St.+Patty%2527s+042.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Jeff crafted this amazing butterfly hat and won an extra special award!</span></em></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-47742880602938636912011-03-19T00:20:00.009-05:002011-03-19T12:15:31.404-05:00February in ColoradoI headed to Colorado back in February. My friend Suzanne wanted to check out the University of Denver’s grad school program so I decided to tag along to see the sights with her. We left from work on Thursday, February 17th and headed to DFW airport where we caught a 7:25 pm flight to the “Mile High” city of Denver. That night we stayed at the Crowne Plaza Hotel close to the airport.<br /><br />Friday morning, February 18th, we took the shuttle to Enterprise, got a rental car (which turned out to be a minivan!), and headed to <a href="http://www.hammondscandies.com/">Hammond’s Candies</a>. It was fun to tour the candy factory and see how candy is made. It reminded me of the ‘I Love Lucy’ episode where Lucy and Ethel get jobs for the day at a candy factory. I’ve always wanted to do that! ;)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggFItCABokbIr8C0bLacL0POLjfVfEjy4ztiIDMy_NNXfM8MAlw8sFuADpKRbBPKyGveVKoRP8Cs6wRfL3-jEUyc8cL-eN0L8cxoS7ymNc_ZaJS__xMfm5qRyYCx4Zdbjy8ECoOxZZ/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+118.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585834827481404514" 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/AVvXsEggFItCABokbIr8C0bLacL0POLjfVfEjy4ztiIDMy_NNXfM8MAlw8sFuADpKRbBPKyGveVKoRP8Cs6wRfL3-jEUyc8cL-eN0L8cxoS7ymNc_ZaJS__xMfm5qRyYCx4Zdbjy8ECoOxZZ/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+118.JPG" border="0" /></a>We enjoyed the free samples and the candy shopping. They offer a variety of treats from chocolates to caramels, lollipops, candy canes, and more. I definitely recommend the homemade peanut butter cup and chocolate covered cherry. Delish! <div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585834821587694946" 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/AVvXsEj70_-lWdxikZKU8fo3F980qYiIf-xH-TUacx4jTOuTGZ11ysTnhXyFsl9Xo7eK8Ts9O86RQfc5yPl5YzzBYKJ0tkpB-LJALUsiCYNFbYJg8IdABsABd2TDPub-RW_Xufsz8nFzFKyh/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+157.JPG" border="0" /><br />After the tour, and going broke buying candy, we headed to the <a href="http://www.colorado.gov/capitoltour">Colorado State Capitol </a>where we went on a free historical tour. We saw several stained glass windows, Women’s Gold Tapestry, Presidential portraits, and the Senate and House of Representatives chambers. </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585835360810558530" 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/AVvXsEioaTY4FZznE1TM6vEIG2evKN0McPeSVuuu07TD5kg6aTznmWAbIGFj0G026Ry9r1hCPAGseflQ8Onl_5Ew-vybNAaFp2oitZRoN43cvY1Jd6KpOocqTpKYkHJnA0IVWnuEP4viVHC8/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+232.JPG" border="0" />We then did the 99-step climb to the interior observation area, which has 360-degree panoramic views of downtown Denver and the Rocky Mountains.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHTVUgjyhMxKpuxD_HHzviwTLZT25zlS-mpRVpAW3bFgte4IkjrCtLUTS7cZK_E7CxrCnTS_ZrsKRu0f-aH6g0lDIEl425wK_LnKmJ18sx4Q99BtUtRfQv8ST7rt2aLXQ_pvOgLFdX/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+214.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585834812936781506" 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/AVvXsEgHTVUgjyhMxKpuxD_HHzviwTLZT25zlS-mpRVpAW3bFgte4IkjrCtLUTS7cZK_E7CxrCnTS_ZrsKRu0f-aH6g0lDIEl425wK_LnKmJ18sx4Q99BtUtRfQv8ST7rt2aLXQ_pvOgLFdX/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+214.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Next we hit up the <a href="http://denverartmuseum.org/home">Denver Art Museum</a>. This museum consists of two buildings with galleries showcasing a world-famous American Indian art collection, Modern & Contemporary Art, and Photography, just to name a few.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijwb8QeIC7u7EsOfRzM1Gygcd5-NoxyujA7-za1-F-UZ9A3yDVXWsLe2Ac5U0gWlHP-h-oAHgR-tocm5J5CzkSfHqB7kVa0w5_38Z_k2oVtay8oP8VwuUcFuNh2cjvgoqZJAicoBX8/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+240.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585833649322138034" 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/AVvXsEijwb8QeIC7u7EsOfRzM1Gygcd5-NoxyujA7-za1-F-UZ9A3yDVXWsLe2Ac5U0gWlHP-h-oAHgR-tocm5J5CzkSfHqB7kVa0w5_38Z_k2oVtay8oP8VwuUcFuNh2cjvgoqZJAicoBX8/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+240.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX72TXAtEDfmR_HpXq8QA2iAkI4_26FRZflY2XOJdC61lDqTMDvixWFIuztYRDckbngcpofGVd7WqSuQgvRxT_6DeMK-iulPGN0hDpYec0Ey1qCm-MvgBf85NIgmDGldfSIAbz2Mws/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+260.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585833638127923522" 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/AVvXsEiX72TXAtEDfmR_HpXq8QA2iAkI4_26FRZflY2XOJdC61lDqTMDvixWFIuztYRDckbngcpofGVd7WqSuQgvRxT_6DeMK-iulPGN0hDpYec0Ey1qCm-MvgBf85NIgmDGldfSIAbz2Mws/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+260.JPG" border="0" /></a> Weird red art. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">Afterward we stopped for some awesome salads at <a href="http://www.madgreens.com/">Mad Greens </a>and then headed for the minivan. We found a Sport Authority so that I could buy some snow boots and Suzanne could grab some gloves, then it was off to check-in at the Holiday Inn Select - Cherry Creek. We changed clothes and then headed to the grad school’s meet & greet at DU. Suzanne chatted up some fellow grad schoolers and then we went to the DU hockey game. Go Pioneers! After we’d had our fill of hockey, and chatted with the other grad school crazies nearby, we headed back to the hotel for a quick change before a late dinner at the <a href="http://www.argyllpub.com/">Argyll GastroPub </a>where we had the MOST amazing Mac-n-Cheese. It had shrimp, mini-rigatoni, a five cheese sauce, braised shallots, crimini mushrooms, bacon, peas, and parmesan breadcrumbs. My mouth is watering right now as I describe it and I’m considering hoping a flight to Denver tonight just to have some! Yes, THAT good! I didn’t touch much of my Fish & Chips after munching on that. Suzanne ordered the Roast Chicken entrée, which had the weirdest bread pudding we’d ever seen. I wasted $10 on the nastiest Tequila Thyme Margarita. I don’t think I knew, or forgot what thyme was, and then after tasting it I was too embarrassed to send it back. Seriously had two sips. I sampled Suzanne’s Pimm’s Cup Up. I do NOT know how she choked it down. It had lavender simple syrup and chopped muddled ginger, as well as grapefruit bitters. More power to her! ;)<br /><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7Rvs1E0PQHCrq30l0xWjqLWTgPu77m6OeudP7K47ZHo19pN6oSfaK2DN5ipn1wPyEv_O6eoy0bc40G8_p0nq5KOAZGitKfUM3kZNggoAsTEMPJi9hqj-yAi1z8vE1PsePXdgReVH/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+294.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585833639157835810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7Rvs1E0PQHCrq30l0xWjqLWTgPu77m6OeudP7K47ZHo19pN6oSfaK2DN5ipn1wPyEv_O6eoy0bc40G8_p0nq5KOAZGitKfUM3kZNggoAsTEMPJi9hqj-yAi1z8vE1PsePXdgReVH/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+294.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We ended the night listening to jazz at <a href="http://denver.citysearch.com/profile/1823085/denver_co/el_chapultepec.html">El Chapultepec </a>where greats like Sinatra, Bennett, and Fitzgerald have performed.<br /><br />Saturday morning, February 19th, I dropped Suzanne off at DU for more grad school sessions and went back to the hotel to get ready and packed. I picked her up around 11:30 and we headed into the mountains! The drive was crazy! The road was very, very curvy and mountains surrounded us on all sides. All of a sudden the sparsely snow covered mountains turned into full blown snow coverage. It was BEAUTIFUL! My pictures do not even do it justice. As we were driving along with saw a man climbing a frozen waterfall. Really? Who does that?! The roads weren’t bad at all, which we were super thankful about. We made it to Frisco (yes, I went from one Frisco to another) and had some awesome pizza at <a href="http://www.peppinosfrisco.com/">Peppino’s Pizza & Subs</a>. Then we hopped in the mini and headed toward Breckenridge for <a href="http://www.snowmobilecolorado.com/dogsled.htm">dog sledding</a>. It was 6+ miles off the main road and those roads definitely were snow covered and icy in some parts. The snow everywhere was amazing. This born and bred Texas girl had never seen anything like it! We got there just in time to throw our snow/ski gear on and do the dog sledding tour. Our guide introduced us to the Siberian Huskies, quickly explained the operations of the sled and how to handle the dogs, and we were off for a 6-mile relay tour through the Middle Fork of the Swan River. The 6 of us switched between running the dogs, riding in the dogsled, and riding in a small passenger sleigh with our guide. We stopped along the way for the groups to trade places. It was amazing! Definitely my most fave part of the trip. We were in the middle of snow covered woods dog sledding. How many times do you get the chance to do that?! I have to admit I was pretty scared at first. How was I going to be able to run dogs in this rickety sled?! Oh my! All three groups of us ended up wrecking, which made the rest of us feel better about our sled driving! When you are going downhill the dogs just take off and fly around corners. That’s how Suzanne and I ended up flying into the snow. You couldn’t help but laugh. We were thrown out and the dogs took off. Thankfully our guide knew we had become airborne and stopped the sleigh and the dogs. After that I was more comfortable knowing it was okay to bust it!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidD01WI6VVh-rUNJrAcZTj-cgKxd3iTrlRYWcc7BzsFTkXDfQGJnVqcAgXPyhF5KVr17k2E2jFuOKimemRUb7J3idGmdz43OH1SV-B4RyMe7m1kd-UZBF27NoUtjSPFs7QTOprNfl4/s1600/photo.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585833633593972946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidD01WI6VVh-rUNJrAcZTj-cgKxd3iTrlRYWcc7BzsFTkXDfQGJnVqcAgXPyhF5KVr17k2E2jFuOKimemRUb7J3idGmdz43OH1SV-B4RyMe7m1kd-UZBF27NoUtjSPFs7QTOprNfl4/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ9y_fTc1IYpTMhrxTkC2oOeeZXVIAaTRn_G15_B1Y9z-8szIzt53FbV3q8-hFVeeOW5qxMkYhrJK4WFs0J2dzSzgwU0ocTxvCH-mHN-Gr0FMD7polSS_CsF7BYBfMNcI2eJu5wOKx/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585833632177204082" 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/AVvXsEgZ9y_fTc1IYpTMhrxTkC2oOeeZXVIAaTRn_G15_B1Y9z-8szIzt53FbV3q8-hFVeeOW5qxMkYhrJK4WFs0J2dzSzgwU0ocTxvCH-mHN-Gr0FMD7polSS_CsF7BYBfMNcI2eJu5wOKx/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />After the 1+ hour dog sled experience we then headed into the town of Breckenridge to do a Hot Chocolate Scenic <a href="http://breckstables.com/Sleigh_scenics.html">Sleigh Ride</a>. This was a 45-min ride on Peak 9. It had started snowing on our dog sled tour and by the time we were on the sleigh ride the snow was flying down in buckets. I had to put my goggles on to be able to see. Thank goodness for the blankets they provided. When the sleigh ride was over we found parking around Main St. and started walking around. It’s SO cute there! It seriously looks like those little Christmas villages people decorate with during the holidays. I LOVED IT!<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtv26Yec4HoI8eiNcwHbKjEe54xtggeD0NE7Ucu-pck47HfKsziusNd1zSRdPSjPecRxkPIAeJAmMUgy-KJkAnW6enXKfv7CT9xbwUtKzQFaiVbWGyNHcoeulSnGhyphenhyphenUrcIjoTmq3vy/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585832320256146946" 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/AVvXsEhtv26Yec4HoI8eiNcwHbKjEe54xtggeD0NE7Ucu-pck47HfKsziusNd1zSRdPSjPecRxkPIAeJAmMUgy-KJkAnW6enXKfv7CT9xbwUtKzQFaiVbWGyNHcoeulSnGhyphenhyphenUrcIjoTmq3vy/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We met up with my college friend, Audray, who now lives in CO, and had dinner at the Whale’s Tail. It was some yum seafood. We did a lot more walking around afterward, and checked out some souvenir shops. We popped into Celia’s Night Club for a bit, but being tired and still in my ski gear, I was not feeling the dance vibe! The drive back to our motel in Frisco was INSANE. It was snowing a LOT and I could barely see. I couldn’t even tell where the lanes were. Of course people were flying by me, which made it worse! We finally arrived at the Snowshoe Motel and got checked in. Audray spent the night so she wouldn’t have to drive back in the crazy weather, and so she could ski the next day. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNcqYu8ZD4NsNeENTlSXXtgHKXrQrZNLoaSuO5o7hQmJj-YgRRsby4MQCCzBYQSESvamQ2UNvfTF_RiL8w6A9TMwBTMrli80y0nFrN16yJGMoi5AZA1pYa0VSBaM3ly_O4iigT_bd/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+313.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585832316576311074" 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/AVvXsEiyNcqYu8ZD4NsNeENTlSXXtgHKXrQrZNLoaSuO5o7hQmJj-YgRRsby4MQCCzBYQSESvamQ2UNvfTF_RiL8w6A9TMwBTMrli80y0nFrN16yJGMoi5AZA1pYa0VSBaM3ly_O4iigT_bd/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+313.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sunday, February 20th, Audray took off to cross country ski and Suzanne and I headed to <a href="http://www.skiloveland.com/">Loveland</a> to downhill ski. It had continued to snow, and snow, and snow all night. The view when walking out of the motel that morning was a sight to see. It also made the drive to Loveland pretty scary. Suzanne was driving this time but I could tell it was super stressful. The road was covered, it was hard to see, and one car was stuck in the middle of the highway. Commercial vehicles weren’t allowed to be without snow chains. It was crazy!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwReEzFtxc-P_FB1T2D23blX4KrJVCmWPnPatoptFq2XQcYpimaCGiDh1YjVf-EcPHIAgucDhPeSh44rAaOMqjRNaTiRhFZz8-dtyOrfQchLzFJIOCKcYQ8Z_4MVicswJ8BSmJhx71/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+067.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585832313060378914" 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/AVvXsEgwReEzFtxc-P_FB1T2D23blX4KrJVCmWPnPatoptFq2XQcYpimaCGiDh1YjVf-EcPHIAgucDhPeSh44rAaOMqjRNaTiRhFZz8-dtyOrfQchLzFJIOCKcYQ8Z_4MVicswJ8BSmJhx71/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+067.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We finally made it though and got checked in for ski school. This was my first time to EVER ski so I definitely needed lessons. Suzanne had skied a few times before so she decided to do some intermediate lessons. We both did a half-day lesson, which turned out to be around 3 hours. Looking back, I probably should have done the full-day for 5 ½ hours. Skiing did NOT go well for me. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU8T3-JZc2bmyYmcbpCF25hHzo8O5H-DiMp0OLzYS8JO5-PegPzniDhE9zHjfbvTCYRAGtnFS1QwWut9oo_zJv6iQwhwZ_VZAWeF75c1hI55SUj9MWFTgV71zaIWbTWxfCAqTPuk3U/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585832311278498578" 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/AVvXsEhU8T3-JZc2bmyYmcbpCF25hHzo8O5H-DiMp0OLzYS8JO5-PegPzniDhE9zHjfbvTCYRAGtnFS1QwWut9oo_zJv6iQwhwZ_VZAWeF75c1hI55SUj9MWFTgV71zaIWbTWxfCAqTPuk3U/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+078.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I am the most nonathletic person on earth. I'm not coordinated, or graceful in the least, however, I wanted to take on the challenge of skiing. I knew it would be hard. I knew I would fall. I knew it would be a big workout. What I did not know is that it would very seriously be the most terrifying thing I had ever, ever, EVER done. I started my lesson out just fine. We practiced without skis and only poles. Then we practiced with one ski. Then we moved up to two skis. We went into the Kids Corral to ride up the people mover/conveyor belt they had in there that led up a little hill and then we skied down the little hill a few times. The conveyor belt was scary because you had to get on it while it was moving. Lucky for me the first time I got on it had been stopped for some reason so I didn't have any problems getting on, although it was really jerky when it took off again. Of course the second time I had to get on it while it was moving and I busted it hardcore. Yep, busted it in the Kids Corral with a line of people behind me. My instructor and some other helpers in that area tried to help me up but I was dead weight so I had to take my skis off, get them situated on the conveyor belt, and then get in them. I nearly fell again when it started back up but thankfully one of the workers in there kept me from doing so. The third time I nearly fell as well, however the workers remembered me and one guy seriously grabbed on so I didn't fall this time. I should have known this was only going to lead to worse things! :-P Next it was time for the ski lift. I was already worried about the lift because of things I had heard. We had an uneven number in our group of 5, so the instructor, knowing I was the worst in the group, joined me on the lift. Getting on was pretty scary, being up that high and looking down was a bit frightening, but skiing off the lift was horrific and I of course fell. And again, my instructor and the dude running the lift couldn't get my dead weight up so the skis came off again and I had to get back in them. The instructor asked me and another girl if we wanted to attempt the next little part of the mountain on our own or with him skiing backward and us holding on to his poles. We both said we would attempt it on our own; why I said that I don't know. I fell yet again. This time it hurt...BAD! He had told us to not fall backward. Lean forward on your boots and you won't fall. Yep, pretty much forgot all I'd learned when I started going out of control and fell backward right on my tailbone. It was at that point the tears welled up in my eyes. My instructor was able to get me up this time without having to take my skis off since I was on a slant and he said he'd hold on to me while we skied down the next part. Well, he was holding on but I still busted it, this time falling into him and on his skis. Awesome. I was way upset by this point and was having a super hard time holding back the tears that started rolling out. I was trying to talk to the instructor and my voice was cracking and shaky. He asked if I just wanted to take a break and sit for a bit to which I quickly replied yes. So I sat there in the snow while he talked to the other people in my ski class. I tried to calm down but just couldn't. By this point I had the WORST mental block about skiing and I honestly wanted the ski patrol to come get me because I was still halfway up the mountain. The others in my group had all taken off down the mountain when my instructor asked if I was ready to go down. I wasn't and he knew it. So he said he'd ski backward and I could hold on to our poles he'd be holding. It was still the scariest thing ever but we ended up making it down. The entire lesson he kept telling me to stop watching my feet and look where I was going. I was unable to do so. Of course I was supposed to be watching as he skied backward, but wasn't, and we skied into one of those little pole things you see the skiers skiing around on the Olympics. Then we were all tangled, so he had to push me backward a little to get out, which again, was SCARY. When we got down to the part we'd practiced on before he had me do it myself, and I finished fine. I couldn't wait to get out of my skis though. He did tell me that skiing is 90% mental and 10% in your head. Ha. Yup, I agree that it's all mental and I had the worst mental block ever after that lesson. The out of control, I'm flying down this mountain and can't stop, I'm going to die feeling would not leave me. He also made the comment along the way that kids that start out at 4 have a much easier time at it. He started back in the 40's when he was 4. Yup, starting at 31 wasn't the easiest. I headed to the lodge and met up with Suzanne for lunch. After lunch she went to ski again until the lift closed at 4, but I WAS DONE! I hung out with a random lady that we shared a table with, took pictures, snacked, and did attempt the skis once more but that scary 10 min attempt at the bottom of the mountain was enough and I turned my skis back in.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQw60IaYpW8GA7HQEHc8zmdMB80B23_DSVIJwQXHDchyrYGPOHnCgRjjDmPJ-XhMnMHrrJtkQeu6fpap5R6qs-LGWjxK9cniRR_Fpje4RCyN9TJ6JN3K46qzELTEREhZrumw0F_LxC/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+083.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585831480316712274" 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/AVvXsEhQw60IaYpW8GA7HQEHc8zmdMB80B23_DSVIJwQXHDchyrYGPOHnCgRjjDmPJ-XhMnMHrrJtkQeu6fpap5R6qs-LGWjxK9cniRR_Fpje4RCyN9TJ6JN3K46qzELTEREhZrumw0F_LxC/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+083.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I'm honestly glad I tried it, even after all that. If I hadn't I would have never known. I'm also not saying I'll never try it again either. It might be better next time, who knows. But for now, I'm totally not a skier. :-P<br /><br />We left Loveland and headed to Keystone to snow tube. That drive was crazy. The curves of the drive from Denver to Frisco was nothing compared to this. There were no shoulders, straight drop offs down the mountains, snow everywhere, and signs that said 'Avalanche Area'. Yeah, crazy. We did stop to take pictures because it was beautiful, but I was glad when we were off that road.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii0jnqxS3jf2_BXdWeI8NhkWvTx4qqJ2w-OW7GCkvS1WQAm2tHxMFoP3eqtj3olkz4wo_l1dzVmS23ZlWv5PduVErYnKF1qZ0D3DftgFFFIHY8IQmXbyyMWaKlPLt5scgooRTBbpFx/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585831473858990754" 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/AVvXsEii0jnqxS3jf2_BXdWeI8NhkWvTx4qqJ2w-OW7GCkvS1WQAm2tHxMFoP3eqtj3olkz4wo_l1dzVmS23ZlWv5PduVErYnKF1qZ0D3DftgFFFIHY8IQmXbyyMWaKlPLt5scgooRTBbpFx/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+088.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We got to Keystone but the snow tubing was booked. We were bummed, but there were lots of little shops and restaurants around Keystone so we shopped around and ate.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWcoOKYFH2rgntDPjusEikypR9M1mSg6SGdJSaSSFCCGjYLvJOSyss3MPIdfxTcP49H-eTgwRDbmaZQdOjqq173A3oYZXHjQ2Jsh40e2QpqY2bz0H2s7JC8Z5VMul2uZL4sxbsol_w/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585831467205494802" 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/AVvXsEgWcoOKYFH2rgntDPjusEikypR9M1mSg6SGdJSaSSFCCGjYLvJOSyss3MPIdfxTcP49H-eTgwRDbmaZQdOjqq173A3oYZXHjQ2Jsh40e2QpqY2bz0H2s7JC8Z5VMul2uZL4sxbsol_w/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+097.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Monday, February 21st was time to head home. After breakfast in Frisco we headed back toward Denver, stopping to take pictures of course.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_XSS8MOaTAIcNfwO5IDBCKJGjPrZMsfZdAVHq3AsnetgzZtdWEtW93CtYpVZa3QAUwCPKPirxUcbSmFqZOGzSS2hgoldzOrFmDbxDgMgjbT8mpRLvKFDVwp8NSEiW40-jSgE6JBO-/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+334.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585831464220732930" 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_XSS8MOaTAIcNfwO5IDBCKJGjPrZMsfZdAVHq3AsnetgzZtdWEtW93CtYpVZa3QAUwCPKPirxUcbSmFqZOGzSS2hgoldzOrFmDbxDgMgjbT8mpRLvKFDVwp8NSEiW40-jSgE6JBO-/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+334.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We stopped at Idaho Springs to do some gold panning at the Argo Gold Mine & Mill. It was windy and the water was freezing, but we did find some gold flakes we got to come home with. We also thought it was hilarious that the local sports team was called The Golddiggers!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOd1vr40-pNOaYJrw3Lnbin86KQX0GVhc-GV2JiEB5vYQ7Neg0Aiic7K8L4r-8FAyhRyRcRUodamK_D9vyXQPIkxVbGTe01cwIkJvALMT8QFYh7FgFUvGsYB4npZM93qNXrBb8JePF/s1600/2-2011+Colorado+trip+345.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585831459908664514" 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/AVvXsEjOd1vr40-pNOaYJrw3Lnbin86KQX0GVhc-GV2JiEB5vYQ7Neg0Aiic7K8L4r-8FAyhRyRcRUodamK_D9vyXQPIkxVbGTe01cwIkJvALMT8QFYh7FgFUvGsYB4npZM93qNXrBb8JePF/s320/2-2011+Colorado+trip+345.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />It was a fun trip & I'm glad we went. It took awhile to recover from the bruises and tiredness, but the experience was great!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-72303153165823231962011-01-17T22:13:00.002-06:002011-01-17T22:17:37.826-06:00Going to the chapel...And they're gonna get married!!!<br /><br />Congrats to Pup & Brinda! They are engaged as of New Year's Eve!<br /><br />Looking forward to a 2011 wedding!<br /><br />Love ya!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtPdmq4kUcug4CadbjBJvxBKWKxuRIOmH43lBggDFd2vNZTjtYgOSkXfsBz0-Fb1jVM1p1tfoVmyWpjKgRsgtJ15dUsIasiQSKD3E9YoyWg1sWJqhfVM3ajLhJ5SiFzToxH8uj-3vg/s1600/1-2011+Brinda%252C+Azle+Christmas+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563374530420946562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtPdmq4kUcug4CadbjBJvxBKWKxuRIOmH43lBggDFd2vNZTjtYgOSkXfsBz0-Fb1jVM1p1tfoVmyWpjKgRsgtJ15dUsIasiQSKD3E9YoyWg1sWJqhfVM3ajLhJ5SiFzToxH8uj-3vg/s400/1-2011+Brinda%252C+Azle+Christmas+006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WhskvSPVSXCGvPT2cIPo4O7P3XSlqxuzYye6f_mxQfO-u7AmG55_dr719MdDjAIAXsPeNC-bvK_eN522WePnfXp6EBlHsA31UER-r7BBUzfm8uufl8TVZ5V1XxIVcM_EuuMledM6/s1600/ring.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563374529554887778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WhskvSPVSXCGvPT2cIPo4O7P3XSlqxuzYye6f_mxQfO-u7AmG55_dr719MdDjAIAXsPeNC-bvK_eN522WePnfXp6EBlHsA31UER-r7BBUzfm8uufl8TVZ5V1XxIVcM_EuuMledM6/s400/ring.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-48546362924426162242011-01-08T14:39:00.002-06:002011-01-08T15:03:40.123-06:00Hey, It's Ok!A friend of mine sent me a page torn out of a magazine with the following note "Kristi, <strong>So</strong>, I totally saw this in Glamour magazine - Dec 2010 and immediately thought of U! I guess no more jokes about your holiday Christmas cards. I mean if Glamour approves, so should I right..........shouldn't I?!?!"<br /><br />The page titled <span style="color:#000000;">"</span><span style="color:#ff6666;">Hey, it's</span> <span style="color:#000000;">ok!"</span> reads:<br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">1.</span> <span style="color:#ff6666;">To wear your shades even when it's cloudy outside. A little chic privacy, please.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">2. To spike the eggnog.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">3.</span> <span style="color:#ff6666;">If your spin on the whole 2010 menswear thing involves raiding his closet and possibly not returning stuff.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">4. To eat snow, pollution be damned.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">5.</span> <span style="color:#ff6666;">To send out a holiday card with a picture of your supercute, smiling, Santa-hat-wearing...pet. Absolutely you can be that girl. Own it.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">6. To love Frito pie. Chili served on a bed of Fritos and covered with cheese, Texas-elementary-school-cafeteria style? It <strong>is</strong> OK.</span><br /><br />So yes, I AM THAT girl. I'm a single girl that sends out Christmas cards pics of herself and her cats. Crazy cat lady much?! And you know what, I love it. The crazier, funnier, the better! I know people think I've lost it sometimes, like said friend about, but hey, my kitties are the family I have right now! ;-) So here's to Glamour making it okay! lol!<br /><br />Oh, and I love the rest of the things on the list too. Bring on the Frito pie!!!<br /><br />And of course a sample of said pictures!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsU6nKmf5Hmfcf4Xmx5xDRWRVUG8ognkdWVeej-Zl4rlPvSk11c98OwhyDvgmVIXcxsNYyuOqlc5GbrvyFLEKH4S1vzljsKCHAmwOr-odyKvIG7FXzL-njFz6u2AdEmAP9gv-k5S3_/s1600/11-09+031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559919571833773874" 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/AVvXsEhsU6nKmf5Hmfcf4Xmx5xDRWRVUG8ognkdWVeej-Zl4rlPvSk11c98OwhyDvgmVIXcxsNYyuOqlc5GbrvyFLEKH4S1vzljsKCHAmwOr-odyKvIG7FXzL-njFz6u2AdEmAP9gv-k5S3_/s320/11-09+031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVQ2jpDj-HVvXknu-OEXL1AhtKK1zuTOZAfQCvUMFg729jq47Lh5QufQ0CSLEBrU-T9fWFQtDOSguQEF1k9vWneCb6AsAFdCXn5Je_TdteYL9lVCws6kmXLSPLpEEJi5IZ3O9q4kD/s1600/11+-+2009+Thanksgiving-dressed+up+kitties+114.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559919566452715874" 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/AVvXsEjZVQ2jpDj-HVvXknu-OEXL1AhtKK1zuTOZAfQCvUMFg729jq47Lh5QufQ0CSLEBrU-T9fWFQtDOSguQEF1k9vWneCb6AsAFdCXn5Je_TdteYL9lVCws6kmXLSPLpEEJi5IZ3O9q4kD/s320/11+-+2009+Thanksgiving-dressed+up+kitties+114.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkL6r-3N1D4bnonpqiynovflps1VV5jm2RL9nU7QIcaLJt4s7zy7dnt3HLrcSgIedh_V2VBoFiymjlae1JYEJeFxZZV8vR4vDjeX2kChGoxPvV7IZoVv4EPpD_AyPVL8Y5yY5pbTKq/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+083.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559919567773940658" 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/AVvXsEgkL6r-3N1D4bnonpqiynovflps1VV5jm2RL9nU7QIcaLJt4s7zy7dnt3HLrcSgIedh_V2VBoFiymjlae1JYEJeFxZZV8vR4vDjeX2kChGoxPvV7IZoVv4EPpD_AyPVL8Y5yY5pbTKq/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+083.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQNGfQlxJlCDyEOjfcaytSyCe_1f_k2t31Abi6tMUc7oC0-mHaVVNkgJ6Oyc8usYqjhlxfaTEQoCB0NDbm94duKSu-7bf_30aQK3mO05vMDPUNa4NdxVSUscb4HsQjVsCTYU6fy8-2/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559919561505771282" 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/AVvXsEgQNGfQlxJlCDyEOjfcaytSyCe_1f_k2t31Abi6tMUc7oC0-mHaVVNkgJ6Oyc8usYqjhlxfaTEQoCB0NDbm94duKSu-7bf_30aQK3mO05vMDPUNa4NdxVSUscb4HsQjVsCTYU6fy8-2/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+011.JPG" border="0" /></a>And yes, the card always reads "Merry Christmas! Love, Kristi, Sylvester, & Jax" ;-) </div><div> </div><div>Thanks Brinda! Love you!</div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-77180075151690172432011-01-01T22:43:00.006-06:002011-01-01T23:37:29.562-06:00NYE 2010Happy New Year!!!! <div><br /><div>Last night I rang in 2011 with my best single girls at <a href="http://www.hotelzazadallas.com/">Hotel ZaZa </a>in Uptown Dallas. We had 7:30 pm dinner reservations at the hotel's restaurant, Dragonfly. We enjoyed a 4 Course Dinner, which started out with complimentary bread and an <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amuse-bouche">Amuse Bouche </a>before the appetizer portion of the meal. For my appetizer I chose the Farro Risotto with Kabocha Squash and Local Goat Cheese. It was excellent. Next was the Soup/Salad course where I chose the Calamari Salad. Our waiter raved about this salad so I HAD to try it. I don't order calamari much, but it was very good. I also tried a bite of Leah's Wild Mushroom Soup which was great as well. For my Entree I chose the Grilled Bacon Wrapped Beef Tenderloin with Garlic Mashed Potatoes, Baby Carrots, and Red-Eye Gravy. I've never been a big steak fan, until lately, and when I saw that the Dragonfly's website said "Best Steak in Dallas!" I knew I needed to try it. It was great, just like everything else. Last but not least was the Trio of Chocolate Dessert, which included Godiva White Chocolate Cheesecake with Blackberry, Milk Chocolate Hazelnut Creme Brulee, and Dark Chocolate Chambord Truffle! YUM!</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMgSpxg_eodhyzsNLzHkG-FUd545QbA7MwNN5TH0yM4TDt9EFLaDANNN2wZHf2CIOTWThY2IigjECknfwFLAWriRXnnVKzuyhT1JeT_E2_nzLH_jzGqCN-93GffDnMz37613VwUXQ9/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447674987639186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMgSpxg_eodhyzsNLzHkG-FUd545QbA7MwNN5TH0yM4TDt9EFLaDANNN2wZHf2CIOTWThY2IigjECknfwFLAWriRXnnVKzuyhT1JeT_E2_nzLH_jzGqCN-93GffDnMz37613VwUXQ9/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+004.JPG" border="0" /></a> I ordered The Big Flirt to accompany my meal!<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOScks6t3Hu00mz-_9Vl7_GeDyBT4vAGXhK1RZ3Y16vNWBgbXSlSQqVSgcqZeAn0N86lUxiq7tWqdbYZ9ONSZMKdeuo3depEdZ8nj4EfpY1kjB6mAKMp1sSUIevtfqB0v-HVuDowXk/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447673560539282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOScks6t3Hu00mz-_9Vl7_GeDyBT4vAGXhK1RZ3Y16vNWBgbXSlSQqVSgcqZeAn0N86lUxiq7tWqdbYZ9ONSZMKdeuo3depEdZ8nj4EfpY1kjB6mAKMp1sSUIevtfqB0v-HVuDowXk/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+007.JPG" border="0" /></a> Gretchen & Lacy<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447668079422706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZlEnHa-GteCQNFbZPG_1sUT_Q45KSC3aZLmfMUjWVRB2rBautauDEzZTCsM9SoRNIq1tQBh4AQIjhEVmEmdnEPvj7VsokjCSGWM-irsKf_c6ppFoom4sijMYJ68b3bahI6dn5MEmY/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+008.JPG" border="0" /> Entree - Grilled Bacon Wrapped Beef Tenderloin with Garlic Mashed Potatoes, Baby Carrots, and Red-Eye Gravy (sorry, not the best photo, yet tasted awesome!)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbBbGrrdfForNAYnCmdTIDvsX4bSsWLhar4PqW6yCHGs7x77pVuaM11OAcU-2EJmtAOyCPOrJCTpW-HT29fqxYA2XVB5aPF3NvOCPHuESs2N-ODGcZKSc1YMrNN0MydBJ-pF4r0fLi/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447664962457378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbBbGrrdfForNAYnCmdTIDvsX4bSsWLhar4PqW6yCHGs7x77pVuaM11OAcU-2EJmtAOyCPOrJCTpW-HT29fqxYA2XVB5aPF3NvOCPHuESs2N-ODGcZKSc1YMrNN0MydBJ-pF4r0fLi/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+010.JPG" border="0" /></a>Joy & I enjoying our Trio of Chocolate Dessert.</div><br /><div align="left">After dinner we joined ZaZa's NYE Party. There were lots of different party areas, including the outdoor pool which had been transformed into an indoor area with a dance floor covering the pool below. There were bars set up everywhere, as well as DJ's and dance floors. We had a fun time dancing & hanging out.</div><div align="left"> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYPEnVFvfdTFwiaK0VTwfzWOMmyZean9_ky6oPQLJ5Hq4seZW7c2NIgB1z228D8o9OQHxkdiO1ujkUDlR2zjX9XjixLE2HuaVBa2IrFj-RbydT2I95QL6CJ5Uj8H-cybh4vMMTndV5/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447657655325490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYPEnVFvfdTFwiaK0VTwfzWOMmyZean9_ky6oPQLJ5Hq4seZW7c2NIgB1z228D8o9OQHxkdiO1ujkUDlR2zjX9XjixLE2HuaVBa2IrFj-RbydT2I95QL6CJ5Uj8H-cybh4vMMTndV5/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+013.JPG" border="0" /></a> Me, Leigh Ann, Leah, & Joy<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGyh5718goRpq0rbKMnR7wR3NvBQrQbRT227ePOQyTqFweY8QwRDr3i773e0y-ZHkNBHDy7M6p-NaCDnB9n8j1aJHUyNlgHODIN-L5ogaTgL8POrnT5ADL79D9g-mD88NSYfha1T3c/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447178981693474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGyh5718goRpq0rbKMnR7wR3NvBQrQbRT227ePOQyTqFweY8QwRDr3i773e0y-ZHkNBHDy7M6p-NaCDnB9n8j1aJHUyNlgHODIN-L5ogaTgL8POrnT5ADL79D9g-mD88NSYfha1T3c/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+014.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lacy & Lindsay<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557454509422917586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6KwR12C-cLHsOMTJ9S3CdreC-f6IUkL3q3wmC-BcrNvYJDsqNhpwohtwSfdM5SvCp1NMqLi_NCHsduYIFxtK-BD56OFiFVVTUtEPvY0yQPRmsDs1-uvvB-ViyBWJXkS3gL2ee2iX/s400/pool.jpg" border="0" />Here's the pool area (photo from website) that was transformed into an indoor party area.</div><div> </div><div>Below is the ceiling and decor above the pool!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAesJFR4UY-2ESu3dMLEmZLbP5IgPNx9F7pqRtmDjVikXXXnziK7__9YOLXI0VNRPSwSpqp9-f2NUw85q4I3rsD_APSwLqTnrLpYNgCt3Pi5aB0JAlU6gdHeL8jw87tPn6Q0wl_tu5/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447173263992530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAesJFR4UY-2ESu3dMLEmZLbP5IgPNx9F7pqRtmDjVikXXXnziK7__9YOLXI0VNRPSwSpqp9-f2NUw85q4I3rsD_APSwLqTnrLpYNgCt3Pi5aB0JAlU6gdHeL8jw87tPn6Q0wl_tu5/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqc5Fm81tODQIClAIkxHsEVT6WMxn9DX8SWNZ-f72TOWGDVKgSIixP6znPVyWlMs0tsdD-_o5uNzKNP4PGCbOuJnSOK07bu-27ewk7JvZLkCCW6YPpzENxc0X6cRX6vscjBE7Fumzg/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447168571996738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqc5Fm81tODQIClAIkxHsEVT6WMxn9DX8SWNZ-f72TOWGDVKgSIixP6znPVyWlMs0tsdD-_o5uNzKNP4PGCbOuJnSOK07bu-27ewk7JvZLkCCW6YPpzENxc0X6cRX6vscjBE7Fumzg/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+019.JPG" border="0" /></a> Me & Leigh Ann<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxIIv6PQ9XLtKGZvXWQZgo8JbxX6snqxBw5Vh3kz0bSfdKBuwGVMMUnzlDicreQf9f3Nv1dmyoMNyInomBwqKNwioBCF5Vvb2mPQTAKKo84vUx8w5EbRb0_HWUS3yQrfGl5Jwru24e/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447169166183522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxIIv6PQ9XLtKGZvXWQZgo8JbxX6snqxBw5Vh3kz0bSfdKBuwGVMMUnzlDicreQf9f3Nv1dmyoMNyInomBwqKNwioBCF5Vvb2mPQTAKKo84vUx8w5EbRb0_HWUS3yQrfGl5Jwru24e/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+031.JPG" border="0" /></a>The DJ counted us down to midnight and we enjoyed a champagne toast! </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrvfx-k6-bfg9lulj6YHkFHaPZK-SM3SqUDIqmTh7uJ-kBuUDCnA7cB2qJYsgBs642Hnqw8tO79UJmMm_ov8VuVsdl4TYrAqc3hhOJaCKkbHTDaoWa8xsb0cwPKO0fKKDTl98HCvv/s1600/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557447164460012242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrvfx-k6-bfg9lulj6YHkFHaPZK-SM3SqUDIqmTh7uJ-kBuUDCnA7cB2qJYsgBs642Hnqw8tO79UJmMm_ov8VuVsdl4TYrAqc3hhOJaCKkbHTDaoWa8xsb0cwPKO0fKKDTl98HCvv/s400/12-31-10+NYE+Hotel+Zaza+032.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p align="center">Redhead Trio - Christine, Leah, & me</p>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-7355749589284683292010-12-27T17:17:00.005-06:002011-01-02T15:57:45.262-06:00Christmas Day 'O Fun!<span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">Yes, I'm behind and still posting about Christmas! Had to share though! ;-)</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Saturday, December 11th was the first annual Jonah, Glory, & Kristi's Christmas Day O' Fun!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">I had told Keelie that I wanted to spend some time with the kiddos and do some Christmas activities. I suggested that Keelie & Justin drop the kids off at my apartment and head out to do some shopping while we enjoyed our Christmas Day. Jonah & I always talk about my kitties in-depth so I knew he'd enjoy being at my apartment so he could see them. The kiddos were dropped off around 10, Justin & Keelie slyly snuck out as the kids and I looked for Sylvester in my closet, and then we got started on making sugar cookies. I tried so hard to be completely prepared so that there would be no bumps in the road, but really, how can you ever be completely prepared with a 2 & 5 year old. ;-) I didn't expect the kids to want to eat the raw dough more than they wanted to cut out the fun shapes. I had to keep reigning them back in to the topic at hand. I knew it'd be a fun/interesting day when both children had massive dough balls in their mouths. Big Aunt Kristi fail! lol. We finally got the pitiful cookies cut out and cooked. And I do mean pitiful. I rolled the dough out way to thin so after they cooked they looked like hard, golden, blobs. Yeah, they didn't keep their shape even a little. I really don't think the kids cared though. It was time to decorate! I moved all the icing and sprinkles to the table where the kids were and headed back to the kitchen to bring over the cookies. It never crossed my mind that I shouldn't leave them alone with the sprinkles. In the minute I was away Glory had managed to pour some all over the table. Awesome! Even after that I didn't think about not letting Glory hold her own sprinkle container. Her cookies were covered head to toe in sprinkles! After decorating cookies, and eating LOTS of icing, and I do mean A LOT, we headed to McDonald's for some real food. Okay, maybe not real food, but Happy Meals, which we picked up and brought back to my apartment. Did you know that it's not super smart to let kids leave their food out, along with ketchup, all afternoon so they can graze? There were nuggets and ketchup everywhere. Every time I picked Glory up she was covered in the stuff. And then there was the time she took her nugget and rubbed it on the tv and then ate it. Yum! LOL!</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707726370944450" 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/AVvXsEjSiqYvMdBii8zZJ0opMVtJjh0uG0WtdHiniQT2eMweff3vXTH8Cj9j8Xi9LEUlIiz4_XjAEHW3nQTBy78Qr1KBNEJyG4Sh7oKuySj7Kv5ce3kmkU0wv0YhiodpN0RLpXDqxD26x1x2/s320/12-2010+Christmas+031.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Rolling out dough and cutting cookies!</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSjmSN8AUgN4vjRNEmu8ysWu0EOERyhxdN83S2s4Im5nVIAEhMDG4Q4WF4AyXclVHh2ejj2jpl9v9Sv1wVpdTO4w42PmSvkizrim36AxUbPNvOd-JFaGBQGbOTSTnrJiet2tNmUNTR/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707726513422354" 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/AVvXsEhSjmSN8AUgN4vjRNEmu8ysWu0EOERyhxdN83S2s4Im5nVIAEhMDG4Q4WF4AyXclVHh2ejj2jpl9v9Sv1wVpdTO4w42PmSvkizrim36AxUbPNvOd-JFaGBQGbOTSTnrJiet2tNmUNTR/s320/12-2010+Christmas+033.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Yummy dough! lol!</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbCrSxO-3WznvXwynnlNz6fhKJXi9jriOXrMVzaFiI949lnoPsvosD7u2yCyU6ZjGLFY5BJ3gcMGYgMrX8YPKmV-UALoHerj34TE9BtVhPqIq5hV6_aCRjGJ22RUUixDmhGwwYyrP/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707468579071426" 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/AVvXsEjsbCrSxO-3WznvXwynnlNz6fhKJXi9jriOXrMVzaFiI949lnoPsvosD7u2yCyU6ZjGLFY5BJ3gcMGYgMrX8YPKmV-UALoHerj34TE9BtVhPqIq5hV6_aCRjGJ22RUUixDmhGwwYyrP/s320/12-2010+Christmas+036.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Hawaiian dough eating reindeer!</span></div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnn-Lthty9O-IH6dSVKsjqi4cg2PSpRpZ1bE9lFyetTc8y9xKTn8ccNS4uyZ63-A7au8nXAaEnS8SGd0eO39aoAP5g9AskWCTcx_XlH9SFEFHAvyAEHHgz0I8zwwT4EbXwLI5VPxVe/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707467396092866" 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/AVvXsEjnn-Lthty9O-IH6dSVKsjqi4cg2PSpRpZ1bE9lFyetTc8y9xKTn8ccNS4uyZ63-A7au8nXAaEnS8SGd0eO39aoAP5g9AskWCTcx_XlH9SFEFHAvyAEHHgz0I8zwwT4EbXwLI5VPxVe/s320/12-2010+Christmas+038.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Chillin' in their Christmas shades!</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hqre3tZo8v0XaKv9hcdasaD2_evuzmJcu8el6Y4bEQ5uq1N_4SyJaP_kzdYv73rKarKdiCvsdKsv8PgUvD40RMyel2wbJ8ql0JV2IKekPUbnxUGUAgy-GWJtnr1bqSTSl9pMmG25/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707456896773330" 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/AVvXsEj2hqre3tZo8v0XaKv9hcdasaD2_evuzmJcu8el6Y4bEQ5uq1N_4SyJaP_kzdYv73rKarKdiCvsdKsv8PgUvD40RMyel2wbJ8ql0JV2IKekPUbnxUGUAgy-GWJtnr1bqSTSl9pMmG25/s320/12-2010+Christmas+065.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Must work out!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">I loved when Jonah asked excitedly "KRISTI! Do you do this every day?!" Ha!</span><br /><br /><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrarc6K5F4y-45I_NMo3jrA-mfWdDNVpAMSdStaTAmIqvEG0cU8zPaTHmJUpH-jznOck5eYwerf6UECsKXYDIH49QuWibmSd_vDqUklsJBgCjJiY2uUJ9bYITT0lR1pZKrPSt5Sny/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707454152151618" 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/AVvXsEhBrarc6K5F4y-45I_NMo3jrA-mfWdDNVpAMSdStaTAmIqvEG0cU8zPaTHmJUpH-jznOck5eYwerf6UECsKXYDIH49QuWibmSd_vDqUklsJBgCjJiY2uUJ9bYITT0lR1pZKrPSt5Sny/s320/12-2010+Christmas+087.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Decorating cookies!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWGfzvN6CZi7W4dZjUvYXrqf-701hyX85jnL0HcZH037FBcnNfT1qIlux6ah5LmZ4DnzSEWm1nh_tuOLEItUKyzXZIyeDwSBr-9wFJrlJumBbhMFMWzcftAmeuu_VU41coITsv3l7s/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+108.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707446978524066" 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/AVvXsEjWGfzvN6CZi7W4dZjUvYXrqf-701hyX85jnL0HcZH037FBcnNfT1qIlux6ah5LmZ4DnzSEWm1nh_tuOLEItUKyzXZIyeDwSBr-9wFJrlJumBbhMFMWzcftAmeuu_VU41coITsv3l7s/s320/12-2010+Christmas+108.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Love this face!</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">After cookies & McDonald's we worked on some art projects. Jonah & I made a hand print wreath with his picture on it, and Glory got one too, minus the hand prints since she was opposed to me tracing her hands. We also worked on some foam sticker projects. The kids enjoyed peeling the stickers and putting them on the foam background. Glory liked putting the stickers in her mouth. Wild child!<br /><br /></div></span><div align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;">I gave the kids their Christmas ornaments & presents during the afternoon. I think they enjoyed their pillow pets, as they used them right away. At some point we had 'Emmet Otter's Jug Band Christmas' movie playing and started 'Elf'. Wow, I'm tired just thinking about all we did! :-) It was a very fun day! Keelie & Justin got most of their shopping done too and suggested we do this every year! ;-) I guess we can...if they twist my arm! Hahaha! I just LOVE these kiddos and enjoy all my time spent with them! I can't wait for our 2nd Annual Christmas Day O' Fun. Although I might be a bit more prepared next time and get more sleep the night before. ;-)</span></div><br /></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-30833478585644313472010-12-27T16:51:00.006-06:002010-12-28T19:47:12.609-06:00Away In A MangerOn Friday, December 10th Joy, Leigh Ann, & I attended <a href="http://www.firstworship.net/templates/System/details.asp?id=36318&PID=726572">The Christmas Journey </a>at First Baptist Church McKinney. According to the church's website, " “Christmas Journey” is a fully dramatized production utilizing professional sets for a 16-scene living pageant. The entire drama can be seen from your car. Volunteers will provide each car with a CD narrating each scene. As you travel through the biblical scenes, you will have a multi-sensory experience of the biblical accounts of Jesus Christ’s life. Participants will find themselves driving through a biblical street market or into the field where the shepherds heard the good news. With live animals and kid-friendly scenes, this event is geared toward the entire family." In a word, <strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">AMAZING</span></em></strong>!<br /><br />I honestly didn't expect too much when we decided to attend The Christmas Journey, which I assumed was just a drive-through nativity. I was very excited to go, but just assumed it would be a small scale production that would take a few minutes to drive though. It was SO much more. The Christmas Journey was a performance of Jesus' birth in a manager through His resurrection from the grave. We were blown away. It was incredible. We even got to keep the narration CD at the end of it all! We waiting in line before entering the church lot for about 20 min and it took about 45 min to drive through it. Well worth the time spent!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrD842zzesW0BfPHLFCPWcol6alamjVArJBFDLtx3P6nJ6ZIvMxAgeRPSJEHkrZITGScTGa2_Q6lQbe2apMKNaamDdgycKJHjKB7PsZZCa6xIcw_fSivkf41bDBESd4hVvlBwcnv5/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555907465826910802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrD842zzesW0BfPHLFCPWcol6alamjVArJBFDLtx3P6nJ6ZIvMxAgeRPSJEHkrZITGScTGa2_Q6lQbe2apMKNaamDdgycKJHjKB7PsZZCa6xIcw_fSivkf41bDBESd4hVvlBwcnv5/s400/12-2010+Christmas+004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8pq3k7MS2NLj583J5X_X01xLbKacOtlcTpqNmBM01pmVqYYd-SmFLzfR8GFtLa7DSnPkM-HF0hmSGku9wxidy882ysHjS67rNl44FWzRwOBcHSPWJCbBNiPdI6RdAZ_uQ-K5A6sC/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555907104247981602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8pq3k7MS2NLj583J5X_X01xLbKacOtlcTpqNmBM01pmVqYYd-SmFLzfR8GFtLa7DSnPkM-HF0hmSGku9wxidy882ysHjS67rNl44FWzRwOBcHSPWJCbBNiPdI6RdAZ_uQ-K5A6sC/s400/12-2010+Christmas+005.JPG" border="0" /></a>It was so weird to be driving along and have Roman soldiers walking right beside the car.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1zRJRThK1o3pNEWuc-e_39n1Ivfthb-tbE3ixS_JiuXdZkzo7Z9jY5Z2ANGMvyhyWuNhF3HDAggjlzOE0__Mn3DMhSqhA4JL0Wkc0giLxlfakygKUplFyTF3PiTMkewFv0QfYsWpW/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555907107417330834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1zRJRThK1o3pNEWuc-e_39n1Ivfthb-tbE3ixS_JiuXdZkzo7Z9jY5Z2ANGMvyhyWuNhF3HDAggjlzOE0__Mn3DMhSqhA4JL0Wkc0giLxlfakygKUplFyTF3PiTMkewFv0QfYsWpW/s400/12-2010+Christmas+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWyTeV3tbKBMG69xuupLkXTqtRUumi0h5aA3B_2XHGFpT5LUZBsiGFn64UND3iYlgXLKzFM31tK8JPqUMSmv7vIPCH2Ca-Ou-rXe0IWmTUOoX0BxCRKyMPxxvHZa88ayact_op0z_/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555907101035145890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWyTeV3tbKBMG69xuupLkXTqtRUumi0h5aA3B_2XHGFpT5LUZBsiGFn64UND3iYlgXLKzFM31tK8JPqUMSmv7vIPCH2Ca-Ou-rXe0IWmTUOoX0BxCRKyMPxxvHZa88ayact_op0z_/s400/12-2010+Christmas+008.JPG" border="0" /></a>According to the FBC website, more than 600 volunteers put this performance together. More than 7,000 man-hours are spent on this project, which began in June! We all agreed it was definitely worth the time spent.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_YowvWcC3vyDfTFbfWTTRbWy3W2epKQkJy40_uBVYn0rMT4cHFSMn3oD_dlpKF6IYU406NBC04gZFGNIiL4uAMahG1EkNR-aaip5E6gtQ35vRUzfH6omALL93T6RMtUsOObRdvuZ/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555907098468441618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_YowvWcC3vyDfTFbfWTTRbWy3W2epKQkJy40_uBVYn0rMT4cHFSMn3oD_dlpKF6IYU406NBC04gZFGNIiL4uAMahG1EkNR-aaip5E6gtQ35vRUzfH6omALL93T6RMtUsOObRdvuZ/s400/12-2010+Christmas+015.JPG" border="0" /></a>The scenes were so authentic. They used real babies & children, as well as the live animals. It was great!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FMjh45R9Pth-1c17p99AdcLy7hx0-lh79I8Kdtz5m0L1A0equ0X03STWDy-ZkN6SBNGQF0d7iLoiK-RDlAn_nX-nnwXO5qP-gXPOP-OQAkfDsZMcXd8DOBLV8q2f6337n3J5LYMC/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555907095200073698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FMjh45R9Pth-1c17p99AdcLy7hx0-lh79I8Kdtz5m0L1A0equ0X03STWDy-ZkN6SBNGQF0d7iLoiK-RDlAn_nX-nnwXO5qP-gXPOP-OQAkfDsZMcXd8DOBLV8q2f6337n3J5LYMC/s400/12-2010+Christmas+016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibz-rM6VcsKWaTMaG9tE7MlqXyNss21alhi-WaACzFrtd62hQogMcHaIefbBhHG8Nhpz13cIMy2amIm9Jo7opJaqPHRPaXnumDmmzVukONeQIIoNXx-EpMazo0D-GEprR-quvMJDzT/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906560011614210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibz-rM6VcsKWaTMaG9tE7MlqXyNss21alhi-WaACzFrtd62hQogMcHaIefbBhHG8Nhpz13cIMy2amIm9Jo7opJaqPHRPaXnumDmmzVukONeQIIoNXx-EpMazo0D-GEprR-quvMJDzT/s400/12-2010+Christmas+017.JPG" border="0" /></a>Check out Satan to the far left of the photo!</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgjxMA3CfnHEmWyK-xOPGudbLBXOq-HZoauoPFu3l0P9uJrRcbaLntrpl3q4Tnaw8uN2xXD30Ar8CzxV0ynzQnoKE8xfXK2svLw0jqAugG7DCVxexM331aPD5O2GSt8bmT0MUdPPh/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906555559502002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgjxMA3CfnHEmWyK-xOPGudbLBXOq-HZoauoPFu3l0P9uJrRcbaLntrpl3q4Tnaw8uN2xXD30Ar8CzxV0ynzQnoKE8xfXK2svLw0jqAugG7DCVxexM331aPD5O2GSt8bmT0MUdPPh/s400/12-2010+Christmas+019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaAoXsFveMmQWPTMC9En9oE6iDyA1uZ6bY9wWhrgHqkzcXPr0aIIDBYotWqx7wAnz7RKsN1HIxyvZum6sL8t0A9o4YTwlEHeZvHlZzT2VaMRyGDA2wsduviobVb9Q4hFLbuAvpc-xT/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906555842590866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaAoXsFveMmQWPTMC9En9oE6iDyA1uZ6bY9wWhrgHqkzcXPr0aIIDBYotWqx7wAnz7RKsN1HIxyvZum6sL8t0A9o4YTwlEHeZvHlZzT2VaMRyGDA2wsduviobVb9Q4hFLbuAvpc-xT/s400/12-2010+Christmas+021.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOfkJ4R7MuDnmRaBMEz64lUzj7DW0ZFJwdi5WVh8gEgP4KcwHRgP9frJPUP2NLivYHITQO_1Ki2OVP6DSmSnGZJ1eIUWTzR5J4Jq06fv3d9Yd29ach5Pzyl3iYEJtC9zFMD8eFWWi/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906550008026178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOfkJ4R7MuDnmRaBMEz64lUzj7DW0ZFJwdi5WVh8gEgP4KcwHRgP9frJPUP2NLivYHITQO_1Ki2OVP6DSmSnGZJ1eIUWTzR5J4Jq06fv3d9Yd29ach5Pzyl3iYEJtC9zFMD8eFWWi/s400/12-2010+Christmas+022.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-5XuYm2N-KJtFqlbVt754b6x1DaRjitz6PElMrYRwCUkodxcKl0eRs3eVaaagdLTOxzsDOWcGpOzSifs74iM_P9kt9fBphXGB8LezKyjjz5UjS35nzorfRt6lbzdaYmlrL-HaQMyw/s1600/12-2010+Christmas+023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906549965614754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-5XuYm2N-KJtFqlbVt754b6x1DaRjitz6PElMrYRwCUkodxcKl0eRs3eVaaagdLTOxzsDOWcGpOzSifs74iM_P9kt9fBphXGB8LezKyjjz5UjS35nzorfRt6lbzdaYmlrL-HaQMyw/s400/12-2010+Christmas+023.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>Up from the grave He arose!</p><p>I highly recommend this event to everyone next year. They only do it one weekend, 3 days, in December so make plans early to attend. You will <strong>not</strong> be disappointed!</p>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-4842081096162554722010-12-27T13:28:00.005-06:002010-12-27T21:21:53.492-06:002010 Holiday Tour of Homes in McKinneyI just love Christmas and all the fun events leading up to it. There is never a shortage of things to do and see in the month of December.<br /><br />On Saturday, December 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span>, I went on the <a href="http://www.chestnutsquare.org/programs/holiday_tour.asp">Holiday Tour of Homes in McKinney</a> with Leigh Ann, her mom, Jackie, and three of Jackie's long-time friends from Celina. It was a busy day, but SO much fun! When Leigh Ann mentioned the Tour of Homes earlier in the week I was immediately excited & wanted to attend. In Decatur, where I grew up, they also host a Holiday Tour of Homes and I know how much work goes into the decorating of the fabulous homes on the tour. I knew it would be a fun treat to see all the pretty places.<br /><br />We met at Leigh Ann's at 11 am, the 6 of us jumped into a Tahoe and off we went to our first destination, 506 W. Hunt. The Victoria style home with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Neo</span>-classical elements was built in 1906.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555557154639302290" 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-o7yPzdD2lPn8nqBIWQJZ1HwkBU8WQvJzQOoCe_5FNWqkqvRGTK64EkBWsOx4Si9jPuTPgQYbfmfPfLjv0Tx1e4NqUH1wSadIXUgv6PnyGq4ElMIGn36VulOrs7rmsoJtAW8FlFEH/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+026.JPG" border="0" /><br />I liked their unusual decorating style and the way they displayed their Christmas cards.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdH9DK7mFO3oF3whAHRWrmNPJJHWH8zpLY_l0DI2b_LtSXtNUPFnbv5zr3LrsTmbJpUGRDFHI3S1YrxjkpBRJ2c9Ghy_bHrOsyejBhCgyevIsATvFyrxeHYFjVkevSPYRjWTLVPDAb/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555557151428892034" 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/AVvXsEgdH9DK7mFO3oF3whAHRWrmNPJJHWH8zpLY_l0DI2b_LtSXtNUPFnbv5zr3LrsTmbJpUGRDFHI3S1YrxjkpBRJ2c9Ghy_bHrOsyejBhCgyevIsATvFyrxeHYFjVkevSPYRjWTLVPDAb/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+028.JPG" border="0" /></a>How interesting is this wreath of kitchen gadgets, as well as the little animal designs?! </div><div> </div><div>Next we headed to 315 North Church Street to the First United Methodist Church of McKinney, which was built in 1876 and has a Victorian Gothic style. This is also where Leigh Ann's brother & sister-in-law were married!<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555557145570758066" 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/AVvXsEhDOYSNBtfLKWQ-pw6dUHgEc52g1NB6jn2FD1ALsvHsfiMyb9CRPy03IUVhsKeyKvHJknRtW96zKAv9mT_87emFwR1OFvY8qjBB2MiF0iSNc7Ringv_DZevZQvf8esfk5mhG0hNftXM/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+032.JPG" border="0" />I loved all their nativity scenes.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NhIpeBox7YsmWoLZ_iPEB8wMsgXL5c1JmeqTtSrl2-rAz9KAW3peyeNFn1z7gEaiqKkIvdTOsvHetL_T5IaXyKVg0_uAdXskWrtG9wV8CdD5XpnGtOgbvMP8z7tm6sT9152d6JhL/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555557142677484130" 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/AVvXsEh7NhIpeBox7YsmWoLZ_iPEB8wMsgXL5c1JmeqTtSrl2-rAz9KAW3peyeNFn1z7gEaiqKkIvdTOsvHetL_T5IaXyKVg0_uAdXskWrtG9wV8CdD5XpnGtOgbvMP8z7tm6sT9152d6JhL/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+033.JPG" border="0" /></a>The church has beautiful stained glass windows.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHcW4e3mjyoaNs1L8rw0tMOpRwhnX4dT3AJscV8OEBrJxcCt6FvzzAwflIrLKe8EzvlFJ1DNSptKWEx_EgEBLjeOqzj7YqxKdateFpdHKTdpfYXmLM_-RIvIG8Psb6HEePxVXlbESz/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555557136761758706" 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/AVvXsEhHcW4e3mjyoaNs1L8rw0tMOpRwhnX4dT3AJscV8OEBrJxcCt6FvzzAwflIrLKe8EzvlFJ1DNSptKWEx_EgEBLjeOqzj7YqxKdateFpdHKTdpfYXmLM_-RIvIG8Psb6HEePxVXlbESz/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+034.JPG" border="0" /></a>The lovely ladies in our crew outside the church. </div><div> </div><div>Our next stop was to downtown McKinney Square to 110 E. Louisiana to the apartment of Don & Linda Day. This building was constructed in 1880 to house the Crouch Mercantile Store. The apartment was built in 1996. </div><div><br />We then visited 407 S. Tennessee. This home was originally built in 1937 as a medical clinic. The home is a New Orleans French style and still has the original chandeliers and light fixtures in the bedrooms and baths that were imported from Europe.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGOIFTr7JG7u7oZPJgZavmzTzouDk_8zHy2BCqimJxLxaPNo6NgG0HPvlCw3d5vR5cfnwAQCI8-8z5X-nLBYTgeMzNV4nzsaILg0hEKkOn_pPfFrcuabrWIGvZUP9XRaILS3q0ynVF/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555556308135721810" 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/AVvXsEiGOIFTr7JG7u7oZPJgZavmzTzouDk_8zHy2BCqimJxLxaPNo6NgG0HPvlCw3d5vR5cfnwAQCI8-8z5X-nLBYTgeMzNV4nzsaILg0hEKkOn_pPfFrcuabrWIGvZUP9XRaILS3q0ynVF/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+036.JPG" border="0" /></a>The light fixtures and garland were beautiful.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZTrhBUFc18w-ZBzHkZOtYHPqJ30JhcEnAi-33tu8hJz2NrwniGw_u-jLYzgihJndb4eaX6b4Ao9SxOL0R9CxPiRsZf_bKD7cqS-jbAYDG5BtoaaFTXtYD6O5RWMe_OXSTUPwf9cUp/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555556311989043778" 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/AVvXsEhZTrhBUFc18w-ZBzHkZOtYHPqJ30JhcEnAi-33tu8hJz2NrwniGw_u-jLYzgihJndb4eaX6b4Ao9SxOL0R9CxPiRsZf_bKD7cqS-jbAYDG5BtoaaFTXtYD6O5RWMe_OXSTUPwf9cUp/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+038.JPG" border="0" /></a>I thought this chandelier was amazing!</div><div> </div><div>Our next stop was 824 Chapel Hill Ln, part of Cambridge Homes. The Somerset design featured an Al Fresco room with a fireplace and a very cool wine closet.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbvKIsBuZ7co1XITL3p5XRlOQHk1udRreUgPnW4unWlaEm94H6kBJiT8Fo188eTv4Tta36MyfW5o4WwCN-nI0n18BSv8sXOTZYX0mGhlkngrzIoMx7I67UdWej8utxxxqd77_u2spQ/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555556306016864418" 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/AVvXsEhbvKIsBuZ7co1XITL3p5XRlOQHk1udRreUgPnW4unWlaEm94H6kBJiT8Fo188eTv4Tta36MyfW5o4WwCN-nI0n18BSv8sXOTZYX0mGhlkngrzIoMx7I67UdWej8utxxxqd77_u2spQ/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+042.JPG" border="0" /></a>This model home was decorated so pretty.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrbBa8981zRp0HmujCxrk9wMclEV81FqHWIMtvCChGb_4Y-8H3wTXoSXgSZpFFCGmm7ZwqFvz37CsF6SZ9zlzGNL5lXhUUsasi6Tr3ECcQVePayfyb_W5QSOy-BKFgQPLZL6DtTlIb/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555556301972141074" 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/AVvXsEjrbBa8981zRp0HmujCxrk9wMclEV81FqHWIMtvCChGb_4Y-8H3wTXoSXgSZpFFCGmm7ZwqFvz37CsF6SZ9zlzGNL5lXhUUsasi6Tr3ECcQVePayfyb_W5QSOy-BKFgQPLZL6DtTlIb/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+043.JPG" border="0" /></a>All the ladies!</div><div> </div><div>We stopped at 803 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Waddill</span> before heading home to Leigh Ann's. This home was built in 1946 and has late 1800's Victorian doors and stained glass, along with large pocket privacy doors that close off the entry foyer from the family room.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulHFAk3cgmf1wLBTMWjVEe3WrIUtAZfryi88OX2upaXk8WlHQRe7Wac6r4oPLYNsexz0g3Ax8Upx891u-NxqxfDAPLmplQ6XQiq0Jg2j5-nkUfl7FrrutxmqxrPMjUEDPDAOccS3r/s1600/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555556296625182754" 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/AVvXsEiulHFAk3cgmf1wLBTMWjVEe3WrIUtAZfryi88OX2upaXk8WlHQRe7Wac6r4oPLYNsexz0g3Ax8Upx891u-NxqxfDAPLmplQ6XQiq0Jg2j5-nkUfl7FrrutxmqxrPMjUEDPDAOccS3r/s320/12-2-10+-+12-5-10+Cat+Christmas+Pics%252C+Tour+of+Homes%252C+Eclipse+044.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>We ended our tour at Leigh Ann's for a fabulous late lunch of chicken salad croissant sandwiches, salad with pears, blue cheese, & cranberries, potato chips, and creme <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">brulee</span> for dessert. It was the perfect end to a fun-filled day!</p><p>I would definitely recommend the Holiday Tour of Homes to anyone. It was a great way to start off the month of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">December</span>. I look forward to next year!</p>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-29173284397219514872010-11-28T13:17:00.006-06:002010-11-28T14:11:00.695-06:00Christmas Tree, O' Christmas Tree<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ZZAgZ4NTUCb7yMe8ywhMY-KwNWBqR4hfY4PeWVTeeHFL8gSJ0FWR8V_vFMQZXsL7ZxBGoHu3iaqjAqBFscp5zAfUZI1idDq0HlqVim0go67P1x_BItBKp-b3u1AUbAPn3W7eOfaM/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544683660614771394" 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/AVvXsEi8ZZAgZ4NTUCb7yMe8ywhMY-KwNWBqR4hfY4PeWVTeeHFL8gSJ0FWR8V_vFMQZXsL7ZxBGoHu3iaqjAqBFscp5zAfUZI1idDq0HlqVim0go67P1x_BItBKp-b3u1AUbAPn3W7eOfaM/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+051.JPG" border="0" /></a> Courtney & I decorated the family tree for Mom yesterday. I love decorating their tree and seeing the 34 years worth of ornaments that make up our family collection. As we decorated yesterday we talked about many of the ornaments; how long we'd had them, where they came from, and how much we liked them. There are ornaments from Mom & Dad's first Christmas together, ornaments from mine & Court's first Christmas, and many, many others throughout childhood. I loved seeing the the wide array of ornaments. There were so many ornaments that we couldn't even hang them all. I still remembered the heart ornament with my name on it dated 1985 that was given to me by my kindergarten teacher Mrs. Hitt, as well as the tiny teddy bear ornament given to be in 3rd grade my Mrs. Burnett. It was a fun trip down memory lane. Mom, Court, & I laughed and talked for hours about the various ornaments.<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-S56Y7iqnsECrmQLjIKi7nfAZj00WKVvFfSf_4Zn8lQ-YwgkZYiDi4nfKVFjRewADPurt2V4-zFF-tYxEbiRS4aMYnuOWdA6Q2kJhQWFBdGbEukoK2t6y6puPDmNtv2qOrXebZV-/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544683460791072370" 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/AVvXsEij-S56Y7iqnsECrmQLjIKi7nfAZj00WKVvFfSf_4Zn8lQ-YwgkZYiDi4nfKVFjRewADPurt2V4-zFF-tYxEbiRS4aMYnuOWdA6Q2kJhQWFBdGbEukoK2t6y6puPDmNtv2qOrXebZV-/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+041.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is one of probably a dozen stuffed ornaments that Mom made around 32 years ago. When I decorated the tree growing up I would always put these in the back of the tree because I didn't like them. lol. Mom soon figured it out when she saw them all in back. From then on it was a joke every year when decorating the tree. This year I hung them all over the tree, just for Mom! And yes, she noticed! ;-)<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544686567743148098" 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/AVvXsEja93mq9FucrvOi0exR8cXCrmPQw06k1qXiaj8zLbkjm1E3b5w00pXWyHCP_QqlWfFPHRrh24haWs6_cTXoMy5r8qjPdUk21GKPCZohRtB34nVNLcThwewBqUENlIY7gHJLfksmrVQQ/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+039.JPG" border="0" />I just LOVE these pencil ornaments. We all have one with our name on it. A teacher couple that worked at Mom's school made these, so we ordered some for us, as well as many of our friends. The back of this one is dated 1987-1988.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrOZClISRdU0y6AooshinGN4dElQy5Nz_frj-COpRFJGo1l-aGNi-2A4Yd2r-3qIwGedNnnFcgjex25LL3CH2xanG7msw7LauimcyXhev29es4RRqcRdBlU1-bB9m_-9iD0_jAUSrF/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544683450541482098" 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/AVvXsEhrOZClISRdU0y6AooshinGN4dElQy5Nz_frj-COpRFJGo1l-aGNi-2A4Yd2r-3qIwGedNnnFcgjex25LL3CH2xanG7msw7LauimcyXhev29es4RRqcRdBlU1-bB9m_-9iD0_jAUSrF/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+038.JPG" border="0" /></a>These handcuffs may look a bit out of place on anyone else's tree, but not ours. They were given to Mom & Dad as an ornament for their wedding on December 28, 1976. Handcuffs because Dad has always been a law enforcement officer...and of course I'm sure it signifies them being cuffed together for life as well! ;-)</div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk2MzcjZijivzskx1dEmklWddIGP_MkvMi75jZyng8wkV9I0xovrLVPms5m7s_X52KVdj1mkjhnDq-Mgd4zKxsBKcYLgU-iipqVDs9ufsP_kDr6rcXelC3J_eyd6SHSLlbbgREQC2c/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544683429162551282" 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/AVvXsEjk2MzcjZijivzskx1dEmklWddIGP_MkvMi75jZyng8wkV9I0xovrLVPms5m7s_X52KVdj1mkjhnDq-Mgd4zKxsBKcYLgU-iipqVDs9ufsP_kDr6rcXelC3J_eyd6SHSLlbbgREQC2c/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+037.JPG" border="0" /></a>We have many of these engraved type ornaments too. I found the one Carrie Pruett gave me as a gift in 2nd grade. It was a little engraved cat with my name on it. I still love it. I've always loved this one too. The little girl has Mom's name engraved on it and the little boy has Dad's and it's dated 1980. How special to be able to look back and know exactly when the ornament was from.</div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheDpWSrGsyMQshQQhH49zQfiwcqAcob4cHkIhhoqEAGaGpFoRYIsCz2NDPH9Cwr8Y3W6FPEe-PkOoL2FQy7uUBYLgpFchPN1wzSga2hyphenhyphenzdPH91dkI_Aj22JNAUC9lTMAq_DP4MYLiG/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544682686901428402" 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/AVvXsEheDpWSrGsyMQshQQhH49zQfiwcqAcob4cHkIhhoqEAGaGpFoRYIsCz2NDPH9Cwr8Y3W6FPEe-PkOoL2FQy7uUBYLgpFchPN1wzSga2hyphenhyphenzdPH91dkI_Aj22JNAUC9lTMAq_DP4MYLiG/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+035.JPG" border="0" /></a>Strawberry Shortcake has ALWAYS been one of my faves. I was always super careful with her, as she's breakable. She was given to me by family friend, Monica Weber, when I was probably about 6. Court had Strawberry Shortcake's friend, Lemon Meringue.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkfdyXWSwYhfO-KowzPl2E6BeqyD7f9jqahqr1xKCn_88KBFf1D2pYoCzHXXqHxTtr7Dgt-utWRVJKHasAueHMT3KMXJZfcx_7MHE6VqLriAmAxz4YEl7MYkof1b1tKwrMrR020deG/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544682677974875170" 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/AVvXsEjkfdyXWSwYhfO-KowzPl2E6BeqyD7f9jqahqr1xKCn_88KBFf1D2pYoCzHXXqHxTtr7Dgt-utWRVJKHasAueHMT3KMXJZfcx_7MHE6VqLriAmAxz4YEl7MYkof1b1tKwrMrR020deG/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+033.JPG" border="0" /></a>1982 - Courtney's first Christmas<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbePRiNAMM_kSo16rLCelaLFW6ZVtw87hqATS0LJp0DhTO6s7sLTAnVgwAJEtrbVAnrAixjumYxFcb3vgYHCff51uz8O54B5XzgTViwDViLggsTx0b-Cce2aq_9tEaWqqjcuoQKNjn/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544682671776919938" 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/AVvXsEhbePRiNAMM_kSo16rLCelaLFW6ZVtw87hqATS0LJp0DhTO6s7sLTAnVgwAJEtrbVAnrAixjumYxFcb3vgYHCff51uz8O54B5XzgTViwDViLggsTx0b-Cce2aq_9tEaWqqjcuoQKNjn/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+032.JPG" border="0" /></a>This angel looks pretty sad now, but I still put it on the tree. I made it years ago in Sunday school and still love it!<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjQDD-JBVJ1kwmZlUat66NLVaDR_Q2csBsMQxxKSnHRM4j2xg60YJQcg7WMyohGiZaBCNHPsHgb1ieCmeuc8G1vDZCjSJvgJblY0SiLyrE50A8pT8D6on3IEysiibRYIdGwBVCVE8/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544682666677554274" 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/AVvXsEgyjQDD-JBVJ1kwmZlUat66NLVaDR_Q2csBsMQxxKSnHRM4j2xg60YJQcg7WMyohGiZaBCNHPsHgb1ieCmeuc8G1vDZCjSJvgJblY0SiLyrE50A8pT8D6on3IEysiibRYIdGwBVCVE8/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+030.JPG" border="0" /></a> 1979 - My first Christmas<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkJ0ctuCGhHoTcxEkbsRCU0j8oYRyQMHHz2ILl1E1N1adJ5c4fruQSNH0JmygodNRsCzcARk1ZLyQe6jkq6aq3eH6_B3HVScDpMsltDAjqb02fogKYzc4kkLIZ82PYmOpI2L9uS1A/s1600/Kristi%2527s+pictures+029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544682660396634994" 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/AVvXsEgNkJ0ctuCGhHoTcxEkbsRCU0j8oYRyQMHHz2ILl1E1N1adJ5c4fruQSNH0JmygodNRsCzcARk1ZLyQe6jkq6aq3eH6_B3HVScDpMsltDAjqb02fogKYzc4kkLIZ82PYmOpI2L9uS1A/s320/Kristi%2527s+pictures+029.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><p>Last, but not least, is the golden star with the crown of thorns. Court, Mom, & I made this for a church presentation one year, many moons ago. It was for Sunday night service and all families that wanted to participate could get up in front of the congregation and tell about their ornament and put it on the church tree. I read a scripture, Mom told about our ornament, and Court shyly stood behind us. ;) Court & I were very nervous to get up in front of everyone. We reminisced about that yesterday. lol. As Mom said yesterday though "We all did great."<br /></p><p>I could go on and on and on, as I already have. It's just so fun that our family ornaments have such great meaning behind them. I will enjoy decorating my own tree this year, but it won't be the same as the family tree. I do look forward to memories like these with my own children someday though. :)</p>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-9435048608719755352010-11-22T17:47:00.006-06:002010-11-22T23:48:53.435-06:00Papa<div align="justify"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">"I saw you pass away. Although I loved you dearly, I couldn't make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me, he only takes the best."</span></em></div><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542609572001316882" 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/AVvXsEidMG22nghQfaSScMeHLhqjQ5I50o3TlPSz_yALTq3fSxj8EdnODFhiRzD8-pu84vLL505H-962YbDPPb2gd3ospOjb2017TAIHdI4SncOWg7c_BSrzFG_bFIQsQUL6sXg-qdGT53tr/s320/12-2009+crafts%252C+Houston%252C+Hannah+shower%252C+girlie+party%252C+Christmas+505.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">December 2009</span></div><br />Today would have been my Papa's 87th birthday and my grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary. We lost Papa back in February and nothing has been the same since. Grandma had to go to a retirement home and her dementia has increased, the house out in the country is empty, and we are preparing for Thanksgiving this week without him for the first time.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542611316602096242" 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/AVvXsEhgpSYk2oOxDWoaoI4McElssHjskLVymWPqMECXt4hru9mKKZMtiF-SGW64x_CzwK9Uc_6sRHsuwxBXlk9iOvUgW2Yh4MMhv65jb6v1qv9b_lc8mWK_ofsbT0HNBJwRBMriyE2h3v5m/s320/Christmas+2008+124.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Papa & Grandma - December 2008</span></div><br /><br />I've missed him a lot through the months, but more so today. It's hard to put into words how much he meant to me and my family. I only have a small number of men in my life that I look up to and respect and Papa was definitely one of them. He was a Godly man; at church any time the doors opened, before his health declined in later years. He was the hardest worker I'd ever known, besides Grandma. He was a farmer and a rancher and would spend all day tending to the cattle or the garden. I loved going out to my grandparent's house growing up. It was always an adventure. We would play on the cellar or cattle guards, run around with the dogs, which we called ours since we didn't have any of our own. I loved going to the big barn with Papa to get sugar cane to feed the dogs. It was a treat for the dogs and Courtney & me. We would eat a plethora of sweets at their house, and Papa would always encourage us to have more. And he always had gum...always. The little children at his church would run up to him to get sticks of gum before and after the service, and I thought my Papa was the coolest because of that.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542609591669847554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiasPo7zBd0PSQDkU4VbXILeFitO1J7s3W3jJsxjrkhLi4Gqs6UB91JmDplUmPdc2hx0A0oaginNMR6FmcOsPI0wzPQ5qD7hTHrMr3jOapFeKgJ0gc4OnJ52jUk-7alzfAFyj9JAC0z/s320/daddy%252C+papa+fishing.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">fishing with Daddy, Papa, & Court - 1991</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr1f5l_Pkwx1HCvy0P5Rxtxw7alrVHYZ7aPOfh-RUlVJcBLBemsPbF1ZRhuVQP_rDv1DazTQT-Kf3kvpwhXwpgsleH3FjVT4lhLBzaF5oiM_wEyxCg9PZf5m90JD55xVnYuXg78ZWn/s1600/11-25-07+-+12-25-07+273.JPG"></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542611312539234898" 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/AVvXsEgr1f5l_Pkwx1HCvy0P5Rxtxw7alrVHYZ7aPOfh-RUlVJcBLBemsPbF1ZRhuVQP_rDv1DazTQT-Kf3kvpwhXwpgsleH3FjVT4lhLBzaF5oiM_wEyxCg9PZf5m90JD55xVnYuXg78ZWn/s320/11-25-07+-+12-25-07+273.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Christmas Day 2007</span></div><br />I was scared to death of my Papa when I was younger. When his voice was raised it shot terror through me. It created in me a healthy respect for him. Although as he aged he got much more mellow, and my fear disappeared all together. When I picture Papa I always think about the faded overalls he wore. Those were for working and not to be worn to town. I loved them. I also loved his big pocket watch that was always tucked safely inside the overalls. That was Papa.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBqJ2TGY_TREavuC3WWiYC9M7fTWVUz2a4w7h0NIxEdaobV8KBaX0dp9BWIGCtGIN3g97virBwVJ1PscgxU-4Xa6efLo9XRrTOqsV9KU04IlLzbL9_I47kPReP3MYJm-kpuYQLhtbj/s1600/11+-+2009+Thanksgiving-dressed+up+kitties+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542609582594552834" 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/AVvXsEgBqJ2TGY_TREavuC3WWiYC9M7fTWVUz2a4w7h0NIxEdaobV8KBaX0dp9BWIGCtGIN3g97virBwVJ1PscgxU-4Xa6efLo9XRrTOqsV9KU04IlLzbL9_I47kPReP3MYJm-kpuYQLhtbj/s320/11+-+2009+Thanksgiving-dressed+up+kitties+012.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">Papa & Mom - 2009</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONCHAQEZrRPpEdFw5Gna-74VsWRc0XV6v2-hbIFCBTGwbJIVZrZLLIhvE6xGp1FnMnHLmDiGbUjchjqlhppNgtvFQQ2_TyJ0wh67wvKcxzuACfKiOffHue-WqSUPaIauIrCfI080q/s1600/12-2009+crafts%252C+Houston%252C+Hannah+shower%252C+girlie+party%252C+Christmas+509.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542609577823732498" 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/AVvXsEhONCHAQEZrRPpEdFw5Gna-74VsWRc0XV6v2-hbIFCBTGwbJIVZrZLLIhvE6xGp1FnMnHLmDiGbUjchjqlhppNgtvFQQ2_TyJ0wh67wvKcxzuACfKiOffHue-WqSUPaIauIrCfI080q/s320/12-2009+crafts%252C+Houston%252C+Hannah+shower%252C+girlie+party%252C+Christmas+509.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">The whole family - Christmas 2009</span><br /><br /><div align="left">I'll never forget the year we shot off fireworks in the country. The dancing butterfly chased Papa and he was running and laughing. It was hilarious. I remember it like it was yesterday. Papa had the best laugh ever. It can't be imitated. It lit up his whole face. I got the biggest kick out of him mispronouncing Courtney's name. He always said Courtley, even if we corrected him. He loved watching 'wrastling' and eating sweets. Chocolate cake was his favorite. There are many, many more memories that come to mind when I think of Papa, but you get the point.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">I miss him dearly. He was the only grandfather I've ever known and it was a joy getting to grow up 20 miles from he and Grandma. I know he's in Heaven now, but I would have selfishly kept him around here forever. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">"I'm gonna miss that smile, I'm gonna miss you my friend<br />Even though it hurts the way it ended up, I'd do it all again<br />So play it sweet in heaven 'cause that's right where you wanna be<br />I'm not cryin' 'cause I feel so sorry for you, I'm cryin' for me" ~Toby Keith</span></em></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-83039419291197414012010-11-15T19:51:00.007-06:002010-11-15T20:50:31.667-06:00The Official Twilight Convention<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1xsRd0l16zKF38gO_fMhdza4Li_RgfRfNQXpHlYcCHBC8ExE1uVL7D_VW33sC4hq8Z7_5nJRytV0xMoAQ_ep70FmwfuLhXZWFrMxTePfoKwuUbjEOTjaLWDlNP2RLC6YNvifR6Hau/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+153.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539963795941530962" 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/AVvXsEj1xsRd0l16zKF38gO_fMhdza4Li_RgfRfNQXpHlYcCHBC8ExE1uVL7D_VW33sC4hq8Z7_5nJRytV0xMoAQ_ep70FmwfuLhXZWFrMxTePfoKwuUbjEOTjaLWDlNP2RLC6YNvifR6Hau/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+153.JPG" border="0" /></a> Courtney & I attended <a href="http://www.twilightconvention.com/">The Official Twilight Convention </a>at Westin Park Central Hotel in Dallas on Saturday. Being the obsessive Twihard that I currently am, when I heard about the convention I just HAD to go. Court, being the awesome sister she is, was game to attend with me so I didn't have to go solo.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy9ifB4E4aK1GKlla6qUW2Cazoo0ry75_G7RaiRgiOJ0qtp97vJh-aKWYOeP4_22wf6YaeXBD7ZiVnV_sQOkca-wTc5MQynPCfyQW7-lCT17n_aElU7xLL-b-YleFGzlVH3WB21co4/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539963785737257618" 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/AVvXsEhy9ifB4E4aK1GKlla6qUW2Cazoo0ry75_G7RaiRgiOJ0qtp97vJh-aKWYOeP4_22wf6YaeXBD7ZiVnV_sQOkca-wTc5MQynPCfyQW7-lCT17n_aElU7xLL-b-YleFGzlVH3WB21co4/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+062.JPG" border="0" /></a>We arrived at the hotel around 10:45 am, got our tickets and headed to the Grand Ballroom for the welcome from <a href="http://www.thehillywoodshow.com/">The Hillywood Show</a>, hosts of the convention. They are a hilarious group who does parodies of the different Twilight movies, and many others. They started the convention off with the Eclipse Parody, which had just been released a few days earlier. IT. WAS. HILARIOUS.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjvdtSvDoCsQS2i_eAe59kjq5JiH8jjqtATFeo3Q12RVVsZDRgpYtfUp5-mddAqA7CDX5j7BsdZUwYROqvlPy_YGuyXOu-FzvAN54FfXAlpL3jF1QSErZX7iHIgk2hzJVI2BvnVjP/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+075.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539963766939020882" 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/AVvXsEiPjvdtSvDoCsQS2i_eAe59kjq5JiH8jjqtATFeo3Q12RVVsZDRgpYtfUp5-mddAqA7CDX5j7BsdZUwYROqvlPy_YGuyXOu-FzvAN54FfXAlpL3jF1QSErZX7iHIgk2hzJVI2BvnVjP/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+075.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">The Hillywood Show Cast</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicA5w9mrJ3obotGUnAkEOGDoseHFJKuaSGqnpFtI9PeOdHR6Qi6IpMHrzT7FYdehgpi_fUYKiug4XHgZ3xvzglT_QkfYZtDBftRBZXiV0lSBVcfX3SZwGU3d_p6pPjHVDF0cxh8MyE/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539963750402166194" 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/AVvXsEicA5w9mrJ3obotGUnAkEOGDoseHFJKuaSGqnpFtI9PeOdHR6Qi6IpMHrzT7FYdehgpi_fUYKiug4XHgZ3xvzglT_QkfYZtDBftRBZXiV0lSBVcfX3SZwGU3d_p6pPjHVDF0cxh8MyE/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+079.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Excited for the convention!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgewn2OV7w8FBv21x-nR-7k-z8y-7iDx-kewtVuvNUfjDgBmk5SVolcmRhDeTEWRixetdMUSdiGMci0i4VEyCsbRk9BoG_lHruyFQUfxNqVJcN8BssRsZd6bpIm-oMfEydZ7E8B0njX/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539963735561960482" 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/AVvXsEgewn2OV7w8FBv21x-nR-7k-z8y-7iDx-kewtVuvNUfjDgBmk5SVolcmRhDeTEWRixetdMUSdiGMci0i4VEyCsbRk9BoG_lHruyFQUfxNqVJcN8BssRsZd6bpIm-oMfEydZ7E8B0njX/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+080.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNUZorZDZoMeR5_Lt4EnJTgxW-j759Fqv1JB-0bfGK5_HmU7COv70P3WC2XuYrY8qaTR5JAS45J-5D0Yt6dtAmI8nEOeRkyW82RLQNMZQj1s1SIWpYeZXxsrWzjhWiz6wEdKzCOktv/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539962262800859266" 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/AVvXsEhNUZorZDZoMeR5_Lt4EnJTgxW-j759Fqv1JB-0bfGK5_HmU7COv70P3WC2XuYrY8qaTR5JAS45J-5D0Yt6dtAmI8nEOeRkyW82RLQNMZQj1s1SIWpYeZXxsrWzjhWiz6wEdKzCOktv/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+104.JPG" border="0" /></a>Christopher Heyerdahl (Volturi Leader Marcus) was the first celeb for Q&A on the stage. He was very funny! Very full of energy and NOTHING like his character. He would leap off the stage and run down the aisles and talk to the audience. It was fun to listen to him.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXjigR43nD42yLTNw5OvZKWl0-T76CG5LiyfshLUXQ746R5QccWrKq-MQQH75NB5J7XVMYoOU2l7laqElhfK9e6DHJpNrh0oC5KPrAznNDC_BKm0DETFtZ0l08jt9BapEwqADemQdU/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539962256271522274" 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/AVvXsEjXjigR43nD42yLTNw5OvZKWl0-T76CG5LiyfshLUXQ746R5QccWrKq-MQQH75NB5J7XVMYoOU2l7laqElhfK9e6DHJpNrh0oC5KPrAznNDC_BKm0DETFtZ0l08jt9BapEwqADemQdU/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+121.JPG" border="0" /></a>After the Twilight Lexicon Panel, who talked about their tales from the black, not red, carpet, I participated in The Twilight Saga Yes/No Trivia Game. I thought I had this in the bag. I mean, I play trivia on my iPhone through my various Twilight Apps all the time, how could I not. The questions they asked were HARD! As you can see above I'm concentrating a lot on the question. And embarrassingly enough, I answered wrong on the 2nd question and was out. How was I supposed to remember that Bella saw different colors that other people didn't see in Breaking Dawn. Really?! lol! Oh well, it was fun! </div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539962246028164498" 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/AVvXsEjWi3FXDVLxl4rbLtjKZjkN2CJf9fn59kiQ2v_vf1k22rJ0iyB6hiTSvEhGfXcvCMtf5oeVgDzii6U8vqLQVY__nADgkOisjbQHZp3svfI3vDbJMQukkg8ftVe6eFhvrX7Wg5WvAyRC/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+134.JPG" border="0" />Then we received a visit from the Wolf Pack's Bronson Pelletier (Jared) and Kiowa Gordon (Embry). These guys were a riot. They were just big goofballs. Must be because they are 24 & 20. I enjoyed their crazy answers during the Q&A. It was pretty impressive when they started quoting Dark Knight together. Bronson also told a story about meeting David Duchovny when he was shooting The X-Files in his neighborhood when he was 9. It was a funny story about him having a mouthful of oreos which he spit into his hand so he could talk to David. :-)<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWIEEHfzEZoDqzK6Fl1MnznGdZ5Rme6xDbyx4P_1a3tQrHUIZyLHg2Ahg145pCO5-2NAPrIpiWLKdYasnNqpobhUD9DltM3fa0_avih2J0ianJone2B-XMPDoJAAEBvPxJysYcZ5Qr/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539962224913093170" 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/AVvXsEhWIEEHfzEZoDqzK6Fl1MnznGdZ5Rme6xDbyx4P_1a3tQrHUIZyLHg2Ahg145pCO5-2NAPrIpiWLKdYasnNqpobhUD9DltM3fa0_avih2J0ianJone2B-XMPDoJAAEBvPxJysYcZ5Qr/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+142.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>After a short break there was a No Minimum Bid Auction with lots of the convention banners and autographed pictures. I was shocked that this Edward banner went for $500. I mean, I love me some Edward, but $500 for this?! Not so much!</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqipwwpZ_0uyAAi5uxhlVelP-MGW7hcmyVehyphenhyphenMAuK_iV7s2-K9DaJ_SsGuvPazgJ2KjZ6z66iU0qCEraEpUQZBmaoCXbwv3PLz6Iv5yLH5OPTJxnxJGwIvb9ac2q_7u-Hv_M97IV8W/s1600/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+184.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539962215940524258" 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/AVvXsEhqipwwpZ_0uyAAi5uxhlVelP-MGW7hcmyVehyphenhyphenMAuK_iV7s2-K9DaJ_SsGuvPazgJ2KjZ6z66iU0qCEraEpUQZBmaoCXbwv3PLz6Iv5yLH5OPTJxnxJGwIvb9ac2q_7u-Hv_M97IV8W/s320/11-6-10+Jonah+%2526+Glory+and+11-13-10+Twi+Convention+184.JPG" border="0" /></a>Last, but not least, was a Q&A with Peter Facinelli (Dr. Carlisle Cullen). Court & I actually passed Peter Facinelli as we were going up the escalator and he was going down, along with some bodyguards, but we were so wrapped up in conversation that we didn't even notice until it was too late. Dang it! He was great though. Such a cutie and so sweet! He has a great personality. He also walked throughout the audience answering questions, as well as called individuals on stage so they could personally ask him their questions. The lady in front of us got called up on stage and he had her sit in his chair and hang out while he answered her questions. I was a little afraid she might pass out when she returned to the seat in front of us since she was shaking so bad!</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>It was a fun day that definitely fed my obsession with all things Twilight. I especially loved the Q&A they aired from the LA convention back in May that Taylor Lautner (Jacob), Robert Pattinson (Edward), and Kristen Stewart (Bella) actually attended. I could listen to Rob answer questions in his British accent all day, but I digress.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>The next convention in Dallas is December 3-4, 2011 at the Westin Park Central Hotel again. Mark your calendars. I'll be ready to go again. I think I'm going to start a campaign for the next year to actually have Rob there! You know you'll want to go then! ;-)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-55397830970091700132010-11-03T23:32:00.002-05:002010-11-03T23:53:20.861-05:00Fall Girls' WeekendElizabeth, Vanessa, & Deborah came into town from Houston/San Antonio the weekend of October 22-24. I love weekends with my girls, who I don't get to see very often. It's a great chance to catch up, laugh until we cry, go down memory lane, and make some awesome new memories.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwCPqddHZbmCOjNtD1huN-WUxfyYboeZDcqd4KCWCVO441ti5BWXha-55hyphenhyphenlHUEuKECxy6FAPd7M25fQa6F5owhARmdvB949y28baGiTbhOamQgKkcovRe5NPHYPCkLnCsENDZZxt2/s1600/10-10+065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535549533016093266" 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/AVvXsEjwCPqddHZbmCOjNtD1huN-WUxfyYboeZDcqd4KCWCVO441ti5BWXha-55hyphenhyphenlHUEuKECxy6FAPd7M25fQa6F5owhARmdvB949y28baGiTbhOamQgKkcovRe5NPHYPCkLnCsENDZZxt2/s320/10-10+065.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Bets, Deb, & Ness - tornado party in the bathroom</span></div><br />We spent part of Saturday afternoon in the bathroom due to the tornado sirens going off. We gathered up the cats in their crates and I made the girls stay in the bathroom for a couple of minutes as well. No tornado was going to get them on my watch! ;-) However, after few minutes it go quite toasty in there so we watched the weather from my room.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPnKMeYhLeDXypsp8DFhH02pQzvVLsNbVZv_JAl6On3qQojgJNf3ChCr_oBU1XHkYhuBgXiqHVTiZ4XvQ0w89tJun2adFrLJK8iZ3gyLOC2H4FU-yCOxbayXSD9Kii-yOVLBUUatbe/s1600/10-10+071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535549530862796642" 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/AVvXsEhPnKMeYhLeDXypsp8DFhH02pQzvVLsNbVZv_JAl6On3qQojgJNf3ChCr_oBU1XHkYhuBgXiqHVTiZ4XvQ0w89tJun2adFrLJK8iZ3gyLOC2H4FU-yCOxbayXSD9Kii-yOVLBUUatbe/s320/10-10+071.JPG" border="0" /></a> The crazy weather squashed my plans of taking them to the arboretum to check out all the pumpkins so we created our own pumpkin-picture-taking-spot in my apt! ;-)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh33WbSZs1XWY_ebmgs7FE8dJ4fn_EZFLYbhLYlkSV7JOxfjG5OBwV2m4Y2uo_kpLtOYM1S2myjU1UE0Yum3x7Ijpx8hxYCXuHkSX9fb77DYCLekbHaD4fmFTJJhqmsDPbjuDWTu9oC/s1600/10-10+115.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535549524407826066" 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/AVvXsEh33WbSZs1XWY_ebmgs7FE8dJ4fn_EZFLYbhLYlkSV7JOxfjG5OBwV2m4Y2uo_kpLtOYM1S2myjU1UE0Yum3x7Ijpx8hxYCXuHkSX9fb77DYCLekbHaD4fmFTJJhqmsDPbjuDWTu9oC/s320/10-10+115.JPG" border="0" /></a>We took quite a few pictures, and got a little silly as well. It's sad how long it took us to figure out how we could all be in this picture! We worked off quite a few calories laughing during that time.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULueG3S3JpsMok-4OeRUpVZRYrSsscKMOsa9SwsejCfkzb0U-M3u3lcVbxeU39OuzLQxNLjEWDJ4DXI5RtnJdi4FatFT3tFsx0Ob1ZEODCN0ImSyNvZGsT7_ABbqYL8F_XXeHZU0-/s1600/10-10+140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535548887851643794" 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/AVvXsEiULueG3S3JpsMok-4OeRUpVZRYrSsscKMOsa9SwsejCfkzb0U-M3u3lcVbxeU39OuzLQxNLjEWDJ4DXI5RtnJdi4FatFT3tFsx0Ob1ZEODCN0ImSyNvZGsT7_ABbqYL8F_XXeHZU0-/s320/10-10+140.JPG" border="0" /></a>Then we carved pumpkins and I made the girls watch my favorite Halloween move from childhood, <em>The Worst Witch</em>. I don't think it became one of their all time faves! ;)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1gyeIzsDaQtoPjTlQJLBz0sHb2nMJJq9wK7NB87EHJtkXXdJZJboApWYiynV7w_qZGDoaTFqwssqe7EFQ5ZKf2hdHPC48L9ghnZzek-6LrIsLs6XqMRLWJKR5UwPH7qnfxOAk9Qk7/s1600/10-10+145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535548885083303714" 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/AVvXsEh1gyeIzsDaQtoPjTlQJLBz0sHb2nMJJq9wK7NB87EHJtkXXdJZJboApWYiynV7w_qZGDoaTFqwssqe7EFQ5ZKf2hdHPC48L9ghnZzek-6LrIsLs6XqMRLWJKR5UwPH7qnfxOAk9Qk7/s320/10-10+145.JPG" border="0" /></a> They turned out quite nicely!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WgiZBDggf2eLyo_jhWVpFT1vFUjclhATD7Zp3N9bSrd6Z6IXQRcZsTMGpC3pInQEzm6HrMVlqwUEze-3m-wvKrP4E-dZVEJcxfCu-xND2hkV8Zd0gmIcJWDoCQNGxGFkG7stJ3d8/s1600/10-10+159.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535548868785368418" 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/AVvXsEg4WgiZBDggf2eLyo_jhWVpFT1vFUjclhATD7Zp3N9bSrd6Z6IXQRcZsTMGpC3pInQEzm6HrMVlqwUEze-3m-wvKrP4E-dZVEJcxfCu-xND2hkV8Zd0gmIcJWDoCQNGxGFkG7stJ3d8/s320/10-10+159.JPG" border="0" /></a>We had dinner at Babe's on Saturday evening and the girls told the waitress it was my birthday. I corrected them and told her it had been two weeks before, but I got the royal birthday treatment anyway. :-P<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYjGcB8g7iuQKFfnFW-69TL8XZtafBZLcmUi9uSqmoYT892OoZnV6ZT_s2TAu2974mfZpFhjaBGLSs3LGzN3gqg7DRWGfG55ZRzfwBCpUB1dFzp4iPZ9NZzGbcIj0xm9U-DKTNbwTg/s1600/10-10+161.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535548868296791090" 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/AVvXsEjYjGcB8g7iuQKFfnFW-69TL8XZtafBZLcmUi9uSqmoYT892OoZnV6ZT_s2TAu2974mfZpFhjaBGLSs3LGzN3gqg7DRWGfG55ZRzfwBCpUB1dFzp4iPZ9NZzGbcIj0xm9U-DKTNbwTg/s320/10-10+161.JPG" border="0" /></a>Sunday we hit up Josephine's Italian Bistro for lunch before the girls headed back home.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj91BHEX2dlFHZ-Ua60XesKkV095egKZAIamMv7g366OYamle18hG9W3ekvWDmy0r1vJsYY65wb3R20Em6Cx4YmJPUnHcz92QVnL53brBh8RY3C3Jn4reHZNuVl0F-9CNtwu4PDFkV/s1600/10-10+162.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535548864718510466" 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/AVvXsEgj91BHEX2dlFHZ-Ua60XesKkV095egKZAIamMv7g366OYamle18hG9W3ekvWDmy0r1vJsYY65wb3R20Em6Cx4YmJPUnHcz92QVnL53brBh8RY3C3Jn4reHZNuVl0F-9CNtwu4PDFkV/s320/10-10+162.JPG" border="0" /></a>It was a very fun weekend and I can't wait until the next get together. I am SO thankful to have these girls in my life! Love them! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-17532062000649841262010-11-01T19:54:00.003-05:002010-11-01T20:25:35.296-05:00Birthday WeekendI turned 31 on October 10th. Grrrr! LOL! At least I can have fun getting older. I had Monday off for Columbus Day so I enjoyed a fun, long birthday weekend filled with awesome friends and family!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3lTUi4eE_jwIH1MtDiTAgT4iGQ5EL_H9NlJGKfxBeQ-gmXZJ9LDrbEyqy41PF3XXLZpFZMhMlx_fSUGVD4R9FD-_TNQTutooU9jJhfUYop0W9IH975p4MIGLbOmGGx_XLE43rE4cy/s1600/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+528.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534751870852907842" 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/AVvXsEh3lTUi4eE_jwIH1MtDiTAgT4iGQ5EL_H9NlJGKfxBeQ-gmXZJ9LDrbEyqy41PF3XXLZpFZMhMlx_fSUGVD4R9FD-_TNQTutooU9jJhfUYop0W9IH975p4MIGLbOmGGx_XLE43rE4cy/s320/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+528.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>October 8</em> - Friday night Stephanie, Trista, Julie, & I headed to Verizon Theater in Grand Prairie to see Joel McHale's comedy act. Before the show we enjoyed some awesome homecooking at Cracker Barrel. It was a very fun night!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdit6GFBSqc_wVnPM_3ZD8HWMI0fufllBZzchliPgiycdUI8C7IdgDQFyc220vCucUefsGa-pL0cOyWPAbafkF4LofnnycDe02y8s0ActhhjuLSTe4O_nZQ5myLtdH3AOR6AGmhGVu/s1600/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+609.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534751868922834018" 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/AVvXsEjdit6GFBSqc_wVnPM_3ZD8HWMI0fufllBZzchliPgiycdUI8C7IdgDQFyc220vCucUefsGa-pL0cOyWPAbafkF4LofnnycDe02y8s0ActhhjuLSTe4O_nZQ5myLtdH3AOR6AGmhGVu/s320/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+609.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>October 9</em> - Saturday I celebrated my birthday at Bonnie Ruth's in Frisco with some of my closest friends. It was a fun night full of entertaining conversation, pictures, presents, wonderful food, and the best dessert. I had a blast!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6oIURYT9datyQ0RExkZLUbjgXdycn3Aj4TstOkULu-K6Uw749wjOaVtGDpEZ6C3ieHIzcFOPJ-heyayBrP8xZkooD4aAy9ZUAP-OfkMxK7TAgpW_q1-_2e1ZU-Xt7W1TepEQMnCGt/s1600/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+597.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534751227320105474" 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/AVvXsEj6oIURYT9datyQ0RExkZLUbjgXdycn3Aj4TstOkULu-K6Uw749wjOaVtGDpEZ6C3ieHIzcFOPJ-heyayBrP8xZkooD4aAy9ZUAP-OfkMxK7TAgpW_q1-_2e1ZU-Xt7W1TepEQMnCGt/s320/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+597.JPG" border="0" /></a>The dessert tray! It was SO hard to choose!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCJ4NdzJ6ACQ5HYLNqddSVXf0NYXAJWqb6uGMTREJS4lTa59kXPVDvkEzdHy-OOL1LCoMhkbnqEk3WdZkPhOlfAZF5t-CHm0d6tH_3lc8WRuZf-rAw6UBezho4TEvpDgDadH8Ou94R/s1600/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+548.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534751222724532274" 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/AVvXsEhCJ4NdzJ6ACQ5HYLNqddSVXf0NYXAJWqb6uGMTREJS4lTa59kXPVDvkEzdHy-OOL1LCoMhkbnqEk3WdZkPhOlfAZF5t-CHm0d6tH_3lc8WRuZf-rAw6UBezho4TEvpDgDadH8Ou94R/s320/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+548.JPG" border="0" /></a>I loved the Twilight cards, gift bag, and presents! ;-)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgms4D931SMrt6Fkgw3dvB-OrNmf5v8cxb-CDHLEYgBvtosRJv5CdTkjdn52Jb4ButNqDZ6EIRh7V_UmPenbvLIlwYuaV148qIcwNWcqM6NkeDratB_Bc6S6cdQH49tEQZF1JHEXXQe/s1600/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+690.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534751222845831058" 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/AVvXsEgms4D931SMrt6Fkgw3dvB-OrNmf5v8cxb-CDHLEYgBvtosRJv5CdTkjdn52Jb4ButNqDZ6EIRh7V_UmPenbvLIlwYuaV148qIcwNWcqM6NkeDratB_Bc6S6cdQH49tEQZF1JHEXXQe/s320/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+690.JPG" border="0" /></a><em>October 10</em> - My 31st! Courtney & I spent the day at Cowboy's Stadium in Arlington. As part of the iPromise campaign between the Dallas Cowboys and Susan G. Komen the Cowboys gave Komen 1 million dollars. We were volunteers in the half-time show, making a human Komen ribbon. We even got to meet Komen founder & CEO Nancy G. Brinker, with us above. It was lots of fun and a great way to spend my birthday by honoring my 3 mom, a 3 time breast cancer survivor.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2xiCe-xPsSZFzT82A7pfhMbSRCIpJFKUhsw59o-rBFOLMNlS6JfEsIVz_wnkUN7Y65akYNrO8IbuxmxgVChaFAUemVCDz3AO0H1Orb-n4dbHPpjvHkzE4lHdsZoeVyYdoa4N6bC_A/s1600/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+495.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534751217919231666" 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/AVvXsEj2xiCe-xPsSZFzT82A7pfhMbSRCIpJFKUhsw59o-rBFOLMNlS6JfEsIVz_wnkUN7Y65akYNrO8IbuxmxgVChaFAUemVCDz3AO0H1Orb-n4dbHPpjvHkzE4lHdsZoeVyYdoa4N6bC_A/s320/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+495.JPG" border="0" /></a><em>October 11</em> - On Monday Leah, Leigh Ann, Courtney, & I headed to the State Fair to enjoy tons of fried food. We tried fried blackeyed peas, fried chocolate, fried frito pie, fried cheesecake, fried margarita, and a Fletcher's corn dog. It was fun, but we were exhausted, hot, and full when the day was over.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisxRPaVy-550PDg7vhV8LtTQdxJHEjfy8y-VKUfuTUse0mlJ1LyO_15A3hk76ZP5OoeVN3xqAyAXO9P3P6sEN-8KhakxYvvkBO2opTNE-f_2C7s7c7cG4q7DESrNis3TJ8PGP4ytEn/s1600/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+481.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534751215022943650" 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/AVvXsEisxRPaVy-550PDg7vhV8LtTQdxJHEjfy8y-VKUfuTUse0mlJ1LyO_15A3hk76ZP5OoeVN3xqAyAXO9P3P6sEN-8KhakxYvvkBO2opTNE-f_2C7s7c7cG4q7DESrNis3TJ8PGP4ytEn/s320/10-8+-+10-11+2010+Joel+McHale,+Bonnie+Ruth%27s,+Cowboys+game,+Fair+481.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div><p>I guess getting older isn't so bad when there are fun times like these! Here's to year 31! :)</p>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-18147419430431660332010-09-22T23:46:00.002-05:002010-09-23T00:18:55.805-05:00Birthdays GaloreAugust & September have been very busy birthday months for my friends & family. I've headed off to one party or another nearly every weekend, sometimes celebrating during the week as well.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggmKN71yjjJ1t6Ig3DpoUHGaYrr9ssKpyb-JfCzw32VfqQS7WGrktSQWegpNxBm-PhFE_Oty7MAFBUD2BbKo0boSdUzo53Xe1u3Uv9vfCERm_jjXeaxzkA2dD0LihtRmU0fBuTb1hZ/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519967682930826802" 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/AVvXsEggmKN71yjjJ1t6Ig3DpoUHGaYrr9ssKpyb-JfCzw32VfqQS7WGrktSQWegpNxBm-PhFE_Oty7MAFBUD2BbKo0boSdUzo53Xe1u3Uv9vfCERm_jjXeaxzkA2dD0LihtRmU0fBuTb1hZ/s320/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+058.JPG" border="0" /></a> Emma turned 5 on August 11th. She celebrated her party at Pump It Up on Saturday, August 14th.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRR7gRM-qMYJK42npdmpeaFW4E1m8NRH3ohBiPSbkod7asuoCIUhSH2Ebf50JwTJN0t0dkhul-qEHnaBiBZiA_IpXFiDqbQk8Kn__IM8pseMyz8dAC6zae4WvcJwqjWQECPqk3T2pi/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+113.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519967669878690194" 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/AVvXsEjRR7gRM-qMYJK42npdmpeaFW4E1m8NRH3ohBiPSbkod7asuoCIUhSH2Ebf50JwTJN0t0dkhul-qEHnaBiBZiA_IpXFiDqbQk8Kn__IM8pseMyz8dAC6zae4WvcJwqjWQECPqk3T2pi/s320/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+113.JPG" border="0" /></a> We celebrated Leigh Ann's 32nd on Saturday, August 14th as well, with a party at her house. That was a busy day! On LA's actual birthday, August 17th, we helped her celebrate with Mexican food at Uncle Julios!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNH1zv5gTc5iO0t_lBM2Ve7M-yLmg-NNUFjEiT1W2ZayeYL1JiQbVMMXQ02EmFJAopq0e3e2FW5ItRP4DLp0W2-0KP2fhGomkEYb7ixDtqQ980eGZflHIbQEpgg-hDSEu1Oh1H2c_L/s1600/8-27-10+Deb+020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519967661170444930" 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/AVvXsEgNH1zv5gTc5iO0t_lBM2Ve7M-yLmg-NNUFjEiT1W2ZayeYL1JiQbVMMXQ02EmFJAopq0e3e2FW5ItRP4DLp0W2-0KP2fhGomkEYb7ixDtqQ980eGZflHIbQEpgg-hDSEu1Oh1H2c_L/s320/8-27-10+Deb+020.JPG" border="0" /></a>Deborah turned 39 (again) on August 27th. I decorated her cubicle at work and we headed to Down Under Pub & Grub for lunch so she could enjoy her favorite fried mushrooms and chicken dish. She received these beautiful roses from her daughter & family.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzxyPQxlxdzzAR-pI1m1R3-b5UaZ-yrvOqpVqe3O-72Ev2gz88xK-wgbpJ6CPKbkDp3LPa8V0KG2yLxW6b-MlHeAd50pdMlc-mku62HS46OAFLhyJNdLVi6UMivl_sBZXf7BlNaBkU/s1600/8-28-10+Jonah%27s+5th,+2+month+post+op+021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966913379812834" 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/AVvXsEhzxyPQxlxdzzAR-pI1m1R3-b5UaZ-yrvOqpVqe3O-72Ev2gz88xK-wgbpJ6CPKbkDp3LPa8V0KG2yLxW6b-MlHeAd50pdMlc-mku62HS46OAFLhyJNdLVi6UMivl_sBZXf7BlNaBkU/s320/8-28-10+Jonah%27s+5th,+2+month+post+op+021.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jonah turned 5 on September 2nd. We celebrated with a family birthday at Lake Ray Robert's on August 28th, since his family was camping there for the weekend. Jonah and his cousins really enjoyed splashing in the water.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicgIHLDqcWXxEzhxESVud9Sl6I46Z_tCwP6QvtWrzyZTtuUqC40Spjf0OGNsvIXNivCXQ67WC387kBvBlbOjU12CD2BvRpiPbFvscp-SrLq_zaTWdZR9NyU7VNI0JHkPuCZeP6H608/s1600/9-03+-+9-14+%2710+Court,+James,+Sara%27s+bdays+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966906985049906" 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/AVvXsEicgIHLDqcWXxEzhxESVud9Sl6I46Z_tCwP6QvtWrzyZTtuUqC40Spjf0OGNsvIXNivCXQ67WC387kBvBlbOjU12CD2BvRpiPbFvscp-SrLq_zaTWdZR9NyU7VNI0JHkPuCZeP6H608/s320/9-03+-+9-14+%2710+Court,+James,+Sara%27s+bdays+015.JPG" border="0" /></a>Court turned 28 on Friday, September 3rd. How is my little sister now 28?! Yes, I feel old! We celebrated with Texas Roadhouse that evening and lots of cake & ice cream throughout the Labor Day weekend.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVwp7TH66v9gCQF_5i8O_cvli73IisPPHKMZ6wPJU6FCS7fB4W9Y1JqZ-UosvK8BjppODMluyWtXxkyIHQ2CHXi-OgBQbtO_v_PGDXVxU-UmGkyJ0yB3tABI98KzDkSatmDbSQcp70/s1600/9-03+-+9-14+%2710+Court,+James,+Sara%27s+bdays+153.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966900314378002" 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/AVvXsEgVwp7TH66v9gCQF_5i8O_cvli73IisPPHKMZ6wPJU6FCS7fB4W9Y1JqZ-UosvK8BjppODMluyWtXxkyIHQ2CHXi-OgBQbtO_v_PGDXVxU-UmGkyJ0yB3tABI98KzDkSatmDbSQcp70/s320/9-03+-+9-14+%2710+Court,+James,+Sara%27s+bdays+153.JPG" border="0" /></a>James turned 1 on September 15th! It seems like he was just born a few days ago. Where has the year gone?! I traveled to Houston for his party on September 11th. It was so much fun to see how he much he's grown. He's not a baby anymore. Wow.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZVLkbpJUt_pIbOtYgHGian5lH_caF9frbCVcXDvTW6i149BWBSJYHwxGfsDuSaHg32-w4BMmKoUgnryWwjgEFf-eUolC15-rTOS4bilUU22QD8NqFiFlZGwxRCvIrreNxFmhDSUJG/s1600/9-03+-+9-14+%2710+Court,+James,+Sara%27s+bdays+208.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966887674830514" 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/AVvXsEiZVLkbpJUt_pIbOtYgHGian5lH_caF9frbCVcXDvTW6i149BWBSJYHwxGfsDuSaHg32-w4BMmKoUgnryWwjgEFf-eUolC15-rTOS4bilUU22QD8NqFiFlZGwxRCvIrreNxFmhDSUJG/s320/9-03+-+9-14+%2710+Court,+James,+Sara%27s+bdays+208.JPG" border="0" /></a>Sara turned 34 on September 5th, but we celebrated with a Chuy's lunch on September 14th. A little late, but SO much fun! The dance party in the car was the best!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh85ivCi9rsrAmz-dkavR7kTRLlf-0YMhtVB-mbF4L3Qjx4_sHHRvGB0JMRX9_C5E6O__D_1Eq1MVpnYgnGd-4cfwSyJo5IV-Fy4VvgrZT1e3jKzzwpkXlx7YU_VFbiionHcn6jbxTO/s1600/9-18-10+Glory%27s+2nd+bday+party+048.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966882012275586" 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/AVvXsEh85ivCi9rsrAmz-dkavR7kTRLlf-0YMhtVB-mbF4L3Qjx4_sHHRvGB0JMRX9_C5E6O__D_1Eq1MVpnYgnGd-4cfwSyJo5IV-Fy4VvgrZT1e3jKzzwpkXlx7YU_VFbiionHcn6jbxTO/s320/9-18-10+Glory%27s+2nd+bday+party+048.JPG" border="0" /></a>And finally, Glory turns 2 this Saturday, September 25th. We celebrated her birthday last Saturday, September 18th, with brownie sundaes, gifts, and a pinata. </div><div> </div><div>Whew! That was a lot of dates and locations, but tons of fun celebrating with everyone! I wouldn't have missed it! :-)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-35618442552470023572010-08-29T15:50:00.007-05:002010-08-29T17:21:56.699-05:00How To Make Twilight Cupcakes<div align="justify">First of all, you must start with a deep love of all things Twilight, as well as a love for your friend on her birthday! ;-) Then you should google <a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=twilight+cupcakes&rlz=1I7DLUS_en&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&sourceid=ie7"><em>Twilight Cupcakes</em> </a>in Google search to see what those bakers who have gone before you have created. I got lots of great ideas online, and to think I originally wondered if my search would return anything. I should have known my fellow Twilight lovers wouldn't let me down. Then you should go all over town shopping for supplies. I really got into the supply shopping and went a tad overboard, but it was fun so that's what matters.<br /></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510944106578247522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPqZ4M_RIqFCt_hFDh5juJiiXRw3kH33mPGYgRS-F2CR_b6Hj6gP21sOWnTIu8LCzLO9PiD2Tch3uC9ZtmrG9tUpdGw2UEfV2c__p8k6EDwp_jl4cBTXbP7IHNW2RskdXVp_fiODq/s400/twi+supplies.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="justify">I used a Funfetti cake mix & icing, LA's favorite. Then there was the ready-to-use white fondant from Wal-Mart and the multi-pack of black, light & dark brown, and pink from Michael's. Fyi, Michael's has an AMAZING aisle full of baking/decorating supplies. I LOVED it! I grabbed some cornstarch because I read online it would help if the fondant was sticky when you tried to roll and knead it. It really came in handy. Then of course you need cookie cutters to cut out the fondant. Party America & Party City came in handy when it came to the fangs and Twilight magnets and bookmarks, which I hot glued to the cookie sticks so I could stick them in the cupcakes. Of course I also needed assorted decorating tips, glitter & sprinkles, decorator icing bags, and edible color markers. Somewhere in there I hit up Hobby Lobby too. My shopping became a bit obsessive.<br /><br /></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwHblTrEE4wUYnZIrdC1l0iArfogVyMIlncf2rVfOw6wtgaolzDZmX5-FhyphenhyphennDbs_1CHvow37MsD3ty3qjT4KBlYx-4ESSePW5m3v0rAs3g7MVg_o8idv8qAVFQKpVw0FuRITDXzfM/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510940574180570754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwHblTrEE4wUYnZIrdC1l0iArfogVyMIlncf2rVfOw6wtgaolzDZmX5-FhyphenhyphennDbs_1CHvow37MsD3ty3qjT4KBlYx-4ESSePW5m3v0rAs3g7MVg_o8idv8qAVFQKpVw0FuRITDXzfM/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+085.JPG" border="0" /></a>Then, I just winged it. I looked at the online photos and the covers of my Twilight books and just kinda tried to imitate those. I spent about 4-5 hours on the Saturday afternoon before LA's birthday party busting out these cupcakes. I would recommend starting a day or two before so that you aren't rushing around like crazy. The fondant decorations can be made in advance and you won't be so frenzied. The vampire bite mark cupcakes above were obviously the easiest. It's just vanilla icing and red decorating icing made into teeth marks!<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_K8fRXNOxvT2pkabUTZT-1dzKFkNrgP41usSvbSchcAk9iK2r-zH9UifRdNuzOLrMhbCCFCRo14E8fbPCpSa_dGH28fs8XKxwHXxy2b9r78OlknNgcmxuyVP0cmOB5t950VAZedwJ/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+086.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510940320409583698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_K8fRXNOxvT2pkabUTZT-1dzKFkNrgP41usSvbSchcAk9iK2r-zH9UifRdNuzOLrMhbCCFCRo14E8fbPCpSa_dGH28fs8XKxwHXxy2b9r78OlknNgcmxuyVP0cmOB5t950VAZedwJ/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+086.JPG" border="0" /></a>Rolling the fondant out wasn't the easiest thing ever with my wooden rolling pin. I think if I work with fondant in the future I will buy the specific fondant roller that is available at most stores. You decorate, you learn. I used the round cookie cutter to get the perfect cut-out shape for the fondant decorations where I copied the Twilight book covers.</div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXE_rv-EyfOOpDStPeU0sEZGfJPhxiP_e4Z5kz1KdspiWqN5onrFH37-JSrjVAaIklcFHWrLbHEcnNHSY56ZfnYFoBpGo8C2_cGz-o0KBlWS8LLyOuVINcrAk-uObQwCorBAyDszzB/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+093.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510940312761131778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXE_rv-EyfOOpDStPeU0sEZGfJPhxiP_e4Z5kz1KdspiWqN5onrFH37-JSrjVAaIklcFHWrLbHEcnNHSY56ZfnYFoBpGo8C2_cGz-o0KBlWS8LLyOuVINcrAk-uObQwCorBAyDszzB/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+093.JPG" border="0" /></a>Then, I just copied the books. It was actually lots of fun to do. I enjoyed the challenge of trying to get the details pretty closely to the original. They aren't perfect by any means, but you get the idea. </div><div align="justify"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKejgv97VBvXc1CUwkfkXwIijSE3gdGXBI2-sGoorXoU2vYbNApNOKlQ_IQ_pA633xZl6ASu0yh9TK5KRaosrFV1Dsfa2PB_0IUVmom8PZtXU7rGP5EWxUtKXhk3mQSNpt36VZRUPc/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+098.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510940305735812530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKejgv97VBvXc1CUwkfkXwIijSE3gdGXBI2-sGoorXoU2vYbNApNOKlQ_IQ_pA633xZl6ASu0yh9TK5KRaosrFV1Dsfa2PB_0IUVmom8PZtXU7rGP5EWxUtKXhk3mQSNpt36VZRUPc/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+098.JPG" border="0" /></a>Tray one of Twilight cupcakes. The vampire bite marks and fangs are pretty self-explanatory. I did dark brown sprinkles on the cupcake with Jacob Black's (Taylor Lautner's) picture to symbolize him being a werewolf, with brown, wild hair. Bella Swan's (Kristen Stewart's) picture is in a multi-colored cupcake. The yellow sprinkles represent her being from sunny Arizona and the added in purple and pink represents her being a real, human girl. Edward Cullen's (Robert Pattinson's) photo is in a white, shimmery, glittery cupcake because of how Edward, and all vampires, look in the sunlight. And then there is the middle cupcake in the front row with flowers. This symbolizes the meadow in the Twilight saga where many important moments happen, especially between Edward & Bella.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_xM0AlXnaHXSLeoVMFeDPC7d_WFthOPuBV30sEIBmYHMnN2oKU-csRqf68vp201PJiHip3eDQLA_dsMtmteCCltMMkQuGQ0ePk1yRWXghhZ8lB_ZHekkQb1gHKBiuykJjSxPZOp8/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+099.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510940301724696498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_xM0AlXnaHXSLeoVMFeDPC7d_WFthOPuBV30sEIBmYHMnN2oKU-csRqf68vp201PJiHip3eDQLA_dsMtmteCCltMMkQuGQ0ePk1yRWXghhZ8lB_ZHekkQb1gHKBiuykJjSxPZOp8/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+099.JPG" border="0" /></a>More Twi-cakes. Again, Edward and Jacob's photos are placed in the respective glitter and brown cupcakes. However, this time Bella's photo is in a half vampire/half werewolf cupcake. Is she Team Edward or Team Jacob?! Then of course I had to have Team Edward and Team Jacob cupcakes and an I LOVE Edward cupcake...because I do. And, like I said, I just tried to copy the book covers. I also couldn't forget the 32nd candles for LA to blow out!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGsHPzO9s4DQeEdYvueIlsdBzdFV73QpWqcAZLrsFS5W-pir8fiHMqwxoAV3nvyfRn4GTXsgJrmaJGdkQQs8_lhBLIzNyOY66spr4eIySrJlyrvV0kHTlHZQ7D4w6Bo1H48svTGyr/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510940296391813954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGsHPzO9s4DQeEdYvueIlsdBzdFV73QpWqcAZLrsFS5W-pir8fiHMqwxoAV3nvyfRn4GTXsgJrmaJGdkQQs8_lhBLIzNyOY66spr4eIySrJlyrvV0kHTlHZQ7D4w6Bo1H48svTGyr/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+006.JPG" border="0" /></a>Inspiration.<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510939214002293570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh42ozEJJxg0T15HOHYoWeKgBJH3-a9_ZMSk99ymn92p35rWrCq_apwhvlgk1oR8152MudLSBYZc3AoQDxGxy37BQb67wXAso5Y2f6hIy0gFVLE__5rMSg8TeN3-Bix13o6DwYZqShO/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+101.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ENVOEs7YBj3VprqZrDxW3HTAH9AwwJltiqVANJAGZptOm1ufE9bYqfMR9gqebNnFQAGJVpBs_oFusYvA9gEsTSCpZmcLUuYBYSVgtT7NGSHLxmLvniGyLk9TZT-7QcmPl1JiKr0M/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+102.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510939210211229170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ENVOEs7YBj3VprqZrDxW3HTAH9AwwJltiqVANJAGZptOm1ufE9bYqfMR9gqebNnFQAGJVpBs_oFusYvA9gEsTSCpZmcLUuYBYSVgtT7NGSHLxmLvniGyLk9TZT-7QcmPl1JiKr0M/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+102.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRKODjGL6ekijUrL2tbpfq029ggP1M1jbx0lCRssmuLKTaXi1lgDO0vhyphenhyphenSJuY4DbmC3dq3bS9b0jd61POVwIQgDoOx2WQd36d7rWWFo4ajOSUjl4t4H51lLdNZ9EMn-wtavlWJEenL/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+103.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510939204103114434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRKODjGL6ekijUrL2tbpfq029ggP1M1jbx0lCRssmuLKTaXi1lgDO0vhyphenhyphenSJuY4DbmC3dq3bS9b0jd61POVwIQgDoOx2WQd36d7rWWFo4ajOSUjl4t4H51lLdNZ9EMn-wtavlWJEenL/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+103.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN1TZfpkYpQ9270GoKqeHS3PpUzHLijbHGYdFNL4f_bkyz7StPY1y0e1z5gZYjqT5H4YkdrhbodPxND_VMbYbHtstnq_Aq0cxYxDsOYFbMqWdV9dCUQGWOALko9ar8EzEko4bab6C0/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510939201159917106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN1TZfpkYpQ9270GoKqeHS3PpUzHLijbHGYdFNL4f_bkyz7StPY1y0e1z5gZYjqT5H4YkdrhbodPxND_VMbYbHtstnq_Aq0cxYxDsOYFbMqWdV9dCUQGWOALko9ar8EzEko4bab6C0/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+112.JPG" border="0" /></a>Happy 32nd to Leigh Ann!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTEtRCrwHMyFoo8em9mHqHXjtwbxzcbDYQclOiTf7F95yTLYgTcsWNC_JTTHWhyOO6aR7FvsKwyT_lnUS5yk-eUCUA3q7kKIjr-FELjCwaqt-xxclA5lPO1DDeo8VIBt80LG7i30Hf/s1600/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+113.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510939193349813394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTEtRCrwHMyFoo8em9mHqHXjtwbxzcbDYQclOiTf7F95yTLYgTcsWNC_JTTHWhyOO6aR7FvsKwyT_lnUS5yk-eUCUA3q7kKIjr-FELjCwaqt-xxclA5lPO1DDeo8VIBt80LG7i30Hf/s400/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+113.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-5782214226205739252010-08-28T23:34:00.003-05:002010-08-29T00:05:36.597-05:00Fishy Lunch<p align="justify">We have a pond/lake behind our building at work. It's a pretty, serene area with a fountain, willow trees, walking path around it, and is full of fish. The week before last Deborah & I noticed someone feeding the fish bread during our lunch break. We thought this was a great idea, so we both brought our old bread to feed them as well. I'm not sure how healthy it is to feed bread to fish but they LOVE it! As you can tell, they all gather around and actually fight over the pieces. We quickly figured out the sly gray fish are the fastest at grabbing the bread. The big fish and turtle don't get to enjoy it as much because they are way too slow. We found it hilarious when the fish would jump out of the water and splash us! The two days we fed the fish were SO relaxing, even in the 100 degree weather. It was a great way to de-stress on our lunch break. Too bad we had to return to the sea of cubicles when our hour was up! </p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwUxugUI559dGcX7vwBcq7RBGFM6jBulUa-JnncQsNxWbenOTrKoq1uEsTO7X4Gfb9JvKMsioDvYjeEXy9HXA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510689133041673122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcBYgOIJKbg23tRDLv-t8YaEq59-8iVs1oNHk74gHs7dKQsqFBhjJdESEMSa18VFTlJavSELWCDx0ogiPAGm_E79X5sd-Lg-Mwr6uC5k03jG-yg0AGnFUqCsgYqRquY6lw7n0g1qDu/s400/splash+fish.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;">Splish splash!</span></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vcpADoXWBxDe7rtt4pMm16tA3VEioxtJD6kJNDfww1GaS2roxqHgc9DfxUxpdoVqpJ5I3bSJ0gvfJo_P-wnntDietbs6LwzcsfiilPIpgDGmpiICeM1f4PE5T9Um77JFfBwHOboq/s1600/fish+out+of+water.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510689123778109586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vcpADoXWBxDe7rtt4pMm16tA3VEioxtJD6kJNDfww1GaS2roxqHgc9DfxUxpdoVqpJ5I3bSJ0gvfJo_P-wnntDietbs6LwzcsfiilPIpgDGmpiICeM1f4PE5T9Um77JFfBwHOboq/s400/fish+out+of+water.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Jumping to grab the bread!</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510689117313250226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglpHx8rUbjmn_2-H34ZKVP615H8dnsf5PzloZvq2JZ2s53S-gzOaZx3IW_nP5-gtzuBDMW1AMux9Avng5GxKPySj68CPP7XW0ypMVlPsNtYJoFOp8Mee-R4RMyOp5cqxjbx1yxSkO/s400/eating+bread.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-size:85%;">Mouth wide open!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghRcYJ6d9cNap64KF0C4GHUYOd5oFHfnpzlviZVis_PNb-5nwbiUjI0tb3fKxu-HKHAu1DBP1X58rtufCK9UxEgvkQ2cj66SY4UkQOPiA_AFoqQr_4Zde5FbDQdiDg9_m9Zq_PvgN3/s1600/big+fish.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510689115784545650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghRcYJ6d9cNap64KF0C4GHUYOd5oFHfnpzlviZVis_PNb-5nwbiUjI0tb3fKxu-HKHAu1DBP1X58rtufCK9UxEgvkQ2cj66SY4UkQOPiA_AFoqQr_4Zde5FbDQdiDg9_m9Zq_PvgN3/s400/big+fish.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Big & slow = no bread!</span></div><br /></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-53549220103549467332010-08-21T15:21:00.005-05:002010-08-24T22:10:55.769-05:00Twi-hard? Really?I don't get it. I don't understand all the drama with the whole Twilight Saga. Vampires and Werewolves? Seriously? Who cares?! I think I am part of a handful of people who have never read the books and/or seen the movies. I don't even know what they are about, besides involving those two mystical creatures. I do not get the hoopla. I have friends who go to the midnight premieres, wait in line for the DVD releases, talk about it non-stop. Yet I still don't get it. I just tune them out and move on...<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">UNTIL NOW</span></strong>.<br /><br />Yes folks, I am <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ADDICTED</span></strong>! No, addicted may not be the right word...<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">OBSESSED</span></strong>. Yes, that's more like it. "Hi, I'm Kristi and I'm a...Twi-hard."<br /><p>It's really all Leigh Ann's fault. She's been telling me forever that I would LOVE Twilight. That it was my kind of story. I would just roll my eyes at her and never gave it a second thought. I don't read, so count me out of reading 4 500+ page books and I did NOT want to see those movies. I don't even like Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson as actors...<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">UNTIL NOW</span></strong>. </p><p>Leigh Ann bought me the Twilight book as a gift over two months ago. I thought "Oh great, I'm going to feel bad that she wasted her money on getting me this because I'm never going to read the thing." But then boredom set in late one night when I couldn't sleep and I saw the book laying on my coffee table. I thought "Why not? Maybe it'll put me to sleep." Little did I know that was JUST the beginning. I started reading and was hooked. I couldn't put it down. I read it in just three days and it had 498 pages. ME...read a book...and it was Twilight for pete's sake. Aren't teenage girls supposed to be the only ones reading this mess?! So of course I had to see what happened next with Edward, Bella, and Jacob. I got my hands on New Moon and finished it in three days as well. I LOVED these characters. (Totally Team Edward, by the way!) When I wasn't reading the books I was thinking about them. Really?! Who does that. Right after I finished New Moon I quickly ran down to Kroger and bought Eclipse. Thank goodness for their book section! However I was a bit embarrassed by the conversation with the lady working the register, the sack girl, and the sack boy from the next register. I'm pretty sure my face turned red and I hung my head. Yes, I LOVE these books but I kinda don't want the world to know this 30 year old is reading them! lol! Just like the other books I finished Eclipse in three days as well. And of course it was unbearably good at this point, and I hadn't purchased Breaking Dawn yet so I couldn't keep reading. I had friends in town for the weekend and wasn't able to get to a store to buy it. I was like someone who needed their drug fix. I was definitely having withdrawals. I couldn't sleep while my friends were in town and was bitterly mad I didn't have Breaking Dawn to get me through the night. After they left town I headed to Target to grab a copy. This book took me a week to read because life got in the way and it was 754 pages. I was holding my breath during the whole book though. I KNEW how I wanted it to end but had NO CLUE what direction author Stephenie Meyer was going to take it. I have NEVER been so wrapped up in fictional characters.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507961480048422738" 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/AVvXsEiAHgPrhp7_LdgTjXX7Pg-pzCA7l9A5PBwApTJICm0MSc_RAqylwR6X8DF_0FCHkiVFrX8QDI4cFRxOrwMb9sD8PszLRkMqf2Uo-eVTH-EY3_5_QB8_y80vujPCpKR2C29wg4uWYZXP/s320/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+013.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507961478666937474" 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/AVvXsEjddTe6dUFJ6kp3083PmqjHGiYdCAALDQdhjiNCOEJAvcD7DlA1gQT0ROmP1J0ZH5_q69hxgkJjdP51O-ubFZYlzUyEGQ8vZFQNJmbp1OjiKyyqx5YpAvM37n1-B6ZWehHHs6DYnO1-/s320/8-14-10+Twilight+blog+pics,+Emma-La%27s+bdays+023.JPG" border="0" /> Of course after reading the first three books I then HAD to see the first three movies. I watched Twilight and New Moon on a Thursday night after work and then headed to the theater with the girls on Saturday to see Eclipse. Seeing the movies brought about my love for Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson. Well that...and googling them during my reading to learn all about them. Yes, I may be a bit overboard. While reading the books I kept picturing the two of them as the characters and then watching the movies brought it all to life. I'm kind of totally obsessed with RPattz. I'm an E! News junkie and when they mention his name I've been known to run from other parts of the apartment just hear what they are saying about him. Oh, and same goes for Robsten (Robert+Kristen). You know they are a couple in real life, right? So that intrigues me all the more. And of course I want them to stay together so that the new two movies, yes Breaking Dawn is going to be split into two movies coming out in November 2011 and 2012, are amazing and have that chemistry. Yes, I know, I know. Get a life! I may possibly need an intervention in the future, but for now, I'm quite content in fairytale/celeb land. However I feel a bit like a middle school girl who has her fave celeb posters on her bedroom walls. Hmmm...<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509173591672435602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNvlsAROmn7nBJcyxl-HgPiiP1J-e2hBZLBc7qfQ8kumpKzHPfhlr38jKb2soYFe20YdeGYK3tRhYfVyk6VhHPpgKejQgh6m60ASXtSMQVJQVcIyNyn_JV12iBKmeKmR3an2appr9-/s400/robsessed.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">No, I didn't purchase 'Robsessed' at Wal-Mart, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to!</span></p><p>So what does one do when they finish reading a series/saga and have watched all the available movies? One visits the author's <a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/">website</a> and reads Midnight Sun, which is Twilight from Edwards perspective. Unfortunately she stops halfway through the book, right when it's getting good, because it had been leaked on the internet. She says she'll finish it some day. She better. It's AWESOME! Then when you are done with that you can always re-read all the books again. Would that be crazy?! Nah, I don't think so. I just finished re-reading Twilight this past weekend. ;-)</p>Now I leave you with a paragraph from New Moon where Edward is trying to convince Bella of his love for her. Yes it's cheesy, but awesome. I think that's why I love the story so. It's a love story, just with vampires and werewolves. Ha! It definitely pulls at the romantic girl heart strings in me. If you haven't read the books or seen the movies rush out and do so right now. Go! Seriously! Oh, but the books are better than the movies and THAT'S coming from a girl who never reads...<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">UNTIL NOW</span></strong>.<br /><br /><em>"Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason. ...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything."</em><br /><br />Awe...I swoon.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-87685332715586421442010-07-13T01:55:00.002-05:002010-07-13T02:01:53.394-05:00And many more!Mom celebrated her 56th birthday on Sunday!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6PEVVuO5oCh8bvwfkGLvuaJdbv5RWx0U5vu-2fm0DAWYYYiQzWhm13Hwpre5aK5tgb73LA_nPzY-Ys7HRQt0LkaikjwWblkVqKUsZFoeHMHwksAaG6PSuGu_cpsInrCyRVEMRx19m/s1600/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493281487892989970" 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/AVvXsEg6PEVVuO5oCh8bvwfkGLvuaJdbv5RWx0U5vu-2fm0DAWYYYiQzWhm13Hwpre5aK5tgb73LA_nPzY-Ys7HRQt0LkaikjwWblkVqKUsZFoeHMHwksAaG6PSuGu_cpsInrCyRVEMRx19m/s320/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+001.JPG" border="0" /></a> Beautiful flowers from Mom's dear sweet friend, Lee Ann.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_vU9AKJRYceM54Iprd_yZe-tfqq3myrbB57NX8myTOfP4Ao0ByXcULeISw-G0RsMk3GW_yDdnCG4UgFyXfhAw8QSokXjxLiBuSPRddHDD5z9Z9bk3iGj_ShFiXCF-l7Mq3L8DZal3/s1600/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493281485191615234" 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/AVvXsEi_vU9AKJRYceM54Iprd_yZe-tfqq3myrbB57NX8myTOfP4Ao0ByXcULeISw-G0RsMk3GW_yDdnCG4UgFyXfhAw8QSokXjxLiBuSPRddHDD5z9Z9bk3iGj_ShFiXCF-l7Mq3L8DZal3/s320/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+007.JPG" border="0" /></a> We surprised her with her favorite Italian Creme Cake, as well as decorating the table with confetti and presents!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNYwzl1JmyMwF6lnOzue1hYvZTfFhfxCPSqGEodCPIyhRdv1J8sLlxlPMYHFmcARtnaYQq3m2t9CCgBKmZbkJD8-TSWuLJM4iGutXZANvfAW12Yk5dpJmzVBPvZt718bkx1-bqcAFB/s1600/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493281472840114066" 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/AVvXsEgNYwzl1JmyMwF6lnOzue1hYvZTfFhfxCPSqGEodCPIyhRdv1J8sLlxlPMYHFmcARtnaYQq3m2t9CCgBKmZbkJD8-TSWuLJM4iGutXZANvfAW12Yk5dpJmzVBPvZt718bkx1-bqcAFB/s320/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+013.JPG" border="0" /></a>The Birthday Girl!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjISONuhrPkJ6VGzt0qYbYD_-iOaKxApo2jln684IOOXigNk7KECeAQ7V_9xLmnR4C-eyHk3a77YxnvX2vZ3TjBH_ibSySgwRrxqpfjDNJx1F7EIjKAd7_KKQ6is8yZPnVTUALBISCr/s1600/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493281468849835762" 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/AVvXsEjISONuhrPkJ6VGzt0qYbYD_-iOaKxApo2jln684IOOXigNk7KECeAQ7V_9xLmnR4C-eyHk3a77YxnvX2vZ3TjBH_ibSySgwRrxqpfjDNJx1F7EIjKAd7_KKQ6is8yZPnVTUALBISCr/s320/7-11-10+Mom%27s+Bday+016.JPG" border="0" /></a> We all wore party hats!</div><div> </div><div>We love you, Mom!!!</div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-80642740397814041242010-06-13T20:58:00.007-05:002010-06-13T23:11:04.296-05:002010 Komen North Texas Race for the CureYesterday was the 20th Annual Komen North Texas Race for the Cure. It was a day of mixed emotions. I was very sad that Mom wasn't able to be there, especially considering she's battling breast cancer for the 3rd time. Mom was in town until midnight the night before the Race, but due to a family emergency with Grandma, she needed to head home. All is well, but she wasn't able to return to the Race.<br /><br />It was a great day weather wise. It stayed overcast with a nice breeze for most of the time. I saw on CBS 11 that we had over 11,000 people registered for the Race. There were tons of SURVIVOR'S there which was amazing, because that's what it's all about. I really enjoyed taking photographs of the SURVIVORS, Elizabeth's Garden tulips, and the pink ribbons. They are terrific tributes in memory of and in honor of courageous men and women.<br /><br />I'm so thankful to the Susan G. Komen organization. Without the money they raise for breast cancer we wouldn't have made the amazing strides we have toward eradicating this terrible disease. I believe there will be a cure! That's why we do this!!!!!<br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAZ8uR4lOW15z8mw9cSZJmh0JlqaJI8WefwcH-aAIWyWhy9binvIW2AnSw3gc2xwNC60ZQcEmTH4CStn99FrVEIRRjggC5RE6ZvPGUOyTuYdAwyU3qX4HhsmYy6HadRbsOyGQzkxvz/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+209.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482460749111371986" 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/AVvXsEgAZ8uR4lOW15z8mw9cSZJmh0JlqaJI8WefwcH-aAIWyWhy9binvIW2AnSw3gc2xwNC60ZQcEmTH4CStn99FrVEIRRjggC5RE6ZvPGUOyTuYdAwyU3qX4HhsmYy6HadRbsOyGQzkxvz/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+209.JPG" border="0" /></a> Nerissa Knight, CBS 11 anchor, interviews 50 year 3 time breast cancer SURVIVOR Evelyn Kramer</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmp-ShX15slOpnKEoXG9gZMevDWkeGiNwefQmRrGvPV88Ndm3LZmYoETMP8xJUB61RxdkwraK5JqOwvfEvpylJu9zNZio_LFQP8I2EvJzfkTELcj6vAXVirNaOU21Trl3r2Xhm5O4v/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+201.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482453420375706306" 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/AVvXsEjmp-ShX15slOpnKEoXG9gZMevDWkeGiNwefQmRrGvPV88Ndm3LZmYoETMP8xJUB61RxdkwraK5JqOwvfEvpylJu9zNZio_LFQP8I2EvJzfkTELcj6vAXVirNaOU21Trl3r2Xhm5O4v/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+201.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our reason to Race!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNe9VIUtYCFw8H0u6YJgIsURtAzm5NhWu8ntsnFZTwDXrAHps6I9v1bTa7PpbEBIv4BGpaYCozzzy1yphTuiBc9o0_bZ1ULjh7dMuu4UZvxYc6G8jMp0C-ppkz1Twa1OI-BK5CWnn9/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+336.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482453410848597586" 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/AVvXsEhNe9VIUtYCFw8H0u6YJgIsURtAzm5NhWu8ntsnFZTwDXrAHps6I9v1bTa7PpbEBIv4BGpaYCozzzy1yphTuiBc9o0_bZ1ULjh7dMuu4UZvxYc6G8jMp0C-ppkz1Twa1OI-BK5CWnn9/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+336.JPG" border="0" /></a>The tulip I made for Mom, which was part of a CBS 11 News feature this past week. CBS's Nerissa Knight and camera women attended one of our tulip meetings a few weeks ago and filmed us working on tulips. Yes, I'm famous now! lol!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDeJ9XNkUFfE3j2rOTidNaNTYRvAyodpxfTUN7L3TWelqpwrKRFo8JTF8VeoBptm7eOgDO7wgQMiTs0mpcrYSruoNZ6eniZLczm-vzaplAcavzy6OVnpctWPthyBdgKSJBL4LkfcYV/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+371.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482453397520250290" 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/AVvXsEjDeJ9XNkUFfE3j2rOTidNaNTYRvAyodpxfTUN7L3TWelqpwrKRFo8JTF8VeoBptm7eOgDO7wgQMiTs0mpcrYSruoNZ6eniZLczm-vzaplAcavzy6OVnpctWPthyBdgKSJBL4LkfcYV/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+371.JPG" border="0" /></a>Mom's pink ribbons<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuJ28pYfjQI7Ud9qtIrVibungeb4_64gvbpU1DzmGh2u5W2LAN9CA4celhTc30D6Fd941xFfsFVZocbYYyZxbmkB1fWTY4PR_c1ElBMcdAhWqFGqe6IUuEOpK8x6xBe1euT_2Lq70a/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+414.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482450940846453922" 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/AVvXsEjuJ28pYfjQI7Ud9qtIrVibungeb4_64gvbpU1DzmGh2u5W2LAN9CA4celhTc30D6Fd941xFfsFVZocbYYyZxbmkB1fWTY4PR_c1ElBMcdAhWqFGqe6IUuEOpK8x6xBe1euT_2Lq70a/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+414.JPG" border="0" /></a>More tulips!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSR7TQ3aHBmxfJLxzGG91kcWIwyySAg07eb9v97OmnwFdsjkgtoxI2WFNCQpILdud28zf-q9wa-gpwhQGiAm1Su6V4mM_krqgL-5OmRHRK82r_VB-VzAA7PdXx85NW0uPzq9foYyM/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+443.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482450914329578290" 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/AVvXsEgOSR7TQ3aHBmxfJLxzGG91kcWIwyySAg07eb9v97OmnwFdsjkgtoxI2WFNCQpILdud28zf-q9wa-gpwhQGiAm1Su6V4mM_krqgL-5OmRHRK82r_VB-VzAA7PdXx85NW0uPzq9foYyM/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+443.JPG" border="0" /></a>My girls - Heather, Court, & Keelie<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdyN7URkItFB7xSAL6zEHI09sdOoIEcuGjIFHf9yty-T3kJLmhHmfExrbv7bWX1a6ONqLU6oERdctM48g1ErJDgYlj_KC6E5__qRG-l4StdlWYRRp2rJKPKm4tnYzEZWblFOzMcXN/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+444.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482450902801669298" 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/AVvXsEiTdyN7URkItFB7xSAL6zEHI09sdOoIEcuGjIFHf9yty-T3kJLmhHmfExrbv7bWX1a6ONqLU6oERdctM48g1ErJDgYlj_KC6E5__qRG-l4StdlWYRRp2rJKPKm4tnYzEZWblFOzMcXN/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+444.JPG" border="0" /></a>My work crew - Deborah, Vincent, Caryn & her hubby Brian</div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482448704412705602" 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_45jw3PtkC0-0IQUGRp0Dx7ITo1SrQtW7ji7uHQPD2lfhB9RbJhWdxs_NwxE1YJqOYNQ_Qn1PLOEOSTGHZv72tLh_HeX0XeP8k8JfeyBNt-svGFPzq_Gy4CQenTuJT2f6PLiu3XR0/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+569.JPG" border="0" />Debby & Angela after the SURVIVOR celebration.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1V5pNq_4H6ukJn0Mdc_5xJzijC9A32aoU36tVIWwQsEeAYhx0gbTNjvUNxDAt803qi3Fcpd8Wr7W2V9asHPW-iWL875I3uqy-WGlKPVoRlpo8YQen0nuh7CWSr0dvhGaV50TPQpLz/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+571.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482448696163114722" 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/AVvXsEh1V5pNq_4H6ukJn0Mdc_5xJzijC9A32aoU36tVIWwQsEeAYhx0gbTNjvUNxDAt803qi3Fcpd8Wr7W2V9asHPW-iWL875I3uqy-WGlKPVoRlpo8YQen0nuh7CWSr0dvhGaV50TPQpLz/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+571.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Joy, Leigh Ann, Leah, me, & Marge. SO glad they came!</div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482448684497206690" 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/AVvXsEgr_D2S9Uw5DmubFR4ED4WiQm5Jq9TNDLTuimxjKqotNSh6YUnflHmNldSXdx4BsB_VFl2rk7ORn0K74dAXsYqwylJy4YE2mcJ910AXEUfwzN8PuxQ-_45AwwyWRWkGR8Tzh6ScNyMu/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+573.JPG" border="0" />Hannah even participated in her first Race at 7 months old!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0c4nw3_fxP3nkuhAl9WDRUA7o-GLEdt886uR12BC7lHzk4IHOpRDfjMQMvLGsn0zZfdbLlDISm642n_D7XKOQNaA9PVQt621R1IwpTiXuXMRpJlYxWW8ECj53oDiGo6dOXIV3L-4U/s1600/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+575.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482447036341723938" 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/AVvXsEg0c4nw3_fxP3nkuhAl9WDRUA7o-GLEdt886uR12BC7lHzk4IHOpRDfjMQMvLGsn0zZfdbLlDISm642n_D7XKOQNaA9PVQt621R1IwpTiXuXMRpJlYxWW8ECj53oDiGo6dOXIV3L-4U/s320/6-12-10+Race+for+the+Cure+575.JPG" border="0" /></a> Best buds</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968731711091744031.post-56351747318207676132010-06-09T21:22:00.003-05:002010-06-09T21:40:29.606-05:00Birthday Boy!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgvauW-GfxyrWLmmocpGJ5fJkPwk8GcNX-lsjKXaMHl2yxpuJP3REjjYxVyDU_N2BAYZh8NfDjp2XuW7lzIpWWIxreCzETEefky8gVR-iG4vJCPDRlU6dJVAVNeBS887aEQKptIiG/s1600/6-9-10+Jax%27s+b-day+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480967859846936258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgvauW-GfxyrWLmmocpGJ5fJkPwk8GcNX-lsjKXaMHl2yxpuJP3REjjYxVyDU_N2BAYZh8NfDjp2XuW7lzIpWWIxreCzETEefky8gVR-iG4vJCPDRlU6dJVAVNeBS887aEQKptIiG/s400/6-9-10+Jax%27s+b-day+017.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">(Or at least it's our estimate of when my birthday is!)</span></div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbriBYdWdAyh452p1miFw-McCV9Sikd8l7ARdx3eHc6qhDm6Gb5NmSK5nfhAjCVo6sqtol9qfpJXO-66uhcW8AkKkcEWKd0RhudUdO6FHEZVZikhPelhyphenhyphenFg9DkqNZc9TJX3IX0BtDx/s1600/6-9-10+Jax%27s+b-day+021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480967849018619122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbriBYdWdAyh452p1miFw-McCV9Sikd8l7ARdx3eHc6qhDm6Gb5NmSK5nfhAjCVo6sqtol9qfpJXO-66uhcW8AkKkcEWKd0RhudUdO6FHEZVZikhPelhyphenhyphenFg9DkqNZc9TJX3IX0BtDx/s400/6-9-10+Jax%27s+b-day+021.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000000;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mesmerized</span> by my toy<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7rMEAKa7Z_9gfPeYFbbCl1OvVIcINH-JLuHs_nMfNydhQcEw_jkNdt2I9jBNaiulVWHWURaL2LPj-jVpnHynVqk608aRGk67HLZAfTEPpFgFFvCuFaX3xURDh8_2wLoqedhNt18lD/s1600/6-9-10+Jax%27s+b-day+028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480967848232829698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7rMEAKa7Z_9gfPeYFbbCl1OvVIcINH-JLuHs_nMfNydhQcEw_jkNdt2I9jBNaiulVWHWURaL2LPj-jVpnHynVqk608aRGk67HLZAfTEPpFgFFvCuFaX3xURDh8_2wLoqedhNt18lD/s400/6-9-10+Jax%27s+b-day+028.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000000;">love, love, love it</span><br /><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxfvmd5E-biccuIYLozUo7NvLw6vcRKszBhLeUvHmYZVT0LmsmC-DzCqbSUkGKruVzHBmBmU3PHd2XYCT5ZYA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Look how crazy I am when I play with it!!!!</span></p></div><br /></div>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01950960325484732477noreply@blogger.com0