tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57390702565374357162024-03-05T11:03:47.708-06:00Showin' OffFiber Artist, Super Mom, Amateur Photographer, and Bragger!
Welcome to my blogUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger275125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-37520740854246653812011-10-26T14:39:00.003-05:002011-10-26T14:41:47.552-05:00Neighborhood In the Fall<div align="center">Just last week the trees across the street looked like this...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OiW35ufYyDnTmXB8zeiPGSzV9uJKfD5vNmVWBxHHx7A4PpwX0IW2zEFjSqgIdmCE4UBSjhFFKkfDsniVnN9sUNSLZuehUtzpjTJde-go-CUiCafejOxLjqN3WjYz2kNS4FvOsG7_LZ8/s1600/mail.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667887894626966914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OiW35ufYyDnTmXB8zeiPGSzV9uJKfD5vNmVWBxHHx7A4PpwX0IW2zEFjSqgIdmCE4UBSjhFFKkfDsniVnN9sUNSLZuehUtzpjTJde-go-CUiCafejOxLjqN3WjYz2kNS4FvOsG7_LZ8/s400/mail.jpg" /></a><br />And this week they look like this...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0VAXUbxed5kSKio80GKulwX0DhLHA_WmuPmEIyV5QYY_IrWLmef4KFwkRiDFpRzKeoBKVTE8Rr3TLDJ-v3IOBlNXD8kcBCPqu3Xy-Nm9xSF8SLRL4Sb_dwwUnLBCIjdtFYnKLlzNYKCk/s1600/mail2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667887813075466450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0VAXUbxed5kSKio80GKulwX0DhLHA_WmuPmEIyV5QYY_IrWLmef4KFwkRiDFpRzKeoBKVTE8Rr3TLDJ-v3IOBlNXD8kcBCPqu3Xy-Nm9xSF8SLRL4Sb_dwwUnLBCIjdtFYnKLlzNYKCk/s400/mail2.jpg" /></a> I love Fall in Kansas City.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-77201973584405205472011-10-25T15:56:00.000-05:002011-10-25T15:58:48.576-05:00My Spy Name<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"><strong>Chardonnay Hooker</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"><strong></strong>Glass in hand she hooks along</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;">through the night!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-52763317443560726492011-10-25T15:35:00.002-05:002011-10-25T15:53:53.183-05:00Five Years Ago TodayFive years ago today, my life changed. My mom passed away from tumors and cancer at home. Her 3 year battle with cancer finally ended.<br /><br />I am sad that she is gone, but my dreams keep her fresh at heart. Just last night I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">dreamt</span> I was flying to California for vacation, alone. I did not want to go to Disney Land, I wanted to go to the beach. She wanted to go so badly that I said <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span> but realized when she was packing that she did not have a ticket. When I woke up, she was standing outside on the street with the very few, last oddities that she was willing to pawn for a ticket as I was leaving without her. The symbol there is, I have gone on without her without fear or fret.<br /><br />Most of my dreams are not sappy, they don't make me cry when I am awake, but instead, I am irritated. That is the mood she provoked in me most of the time. I was always mad at her for her lies, or her deep emotions that were toxic. Don't get me wrong. My mom wasn't a total witch, but in the end the cancerand pain she had made her very, very sour. That is what I dream about with her. That is what makes them so real. Deep down I must miss the arguing with her, or trying to prove my point. She was great at provoking me. Love ya mom.<br /><br />But now, five years later...My life is super boring! It is wonderful. I can go home in any mood I want and not have to choke it down. I detox by singing in the traffic and release my day's crap-o-la. My husband and I have our very own life together. I wish she could see how much we have grown. I am very sure she would be proud. *** Here is my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">kudo's</span> to me...My husband and my mother lived in the same house for 10 years with this deep dislike for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">each other</span>. They tried to keep it light for me, but that failed most of the time. She complained about him and he complained about her. Our friends complained about them to me. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">UGGG</span>. But my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">kudo's</span> is: I never took a side. I did not pick. The BEST life lesson I ever learned and practice.<br /><br />So my normal, boring life is practically perfect except I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> have my mom to listen to my crap. Let is also be learned, my friends, that A Mother is the only person that listens to you and really cares about what you just said. Good or bad, Happy or Sad. And if you are not careful in what you say...the Mother is the one that will quote you on it later!<br /><br />Here is to you, Mom. I miss you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-29407258891813219262011-07-30T22:05:00.003-05:002011-07-30T22:06:15.958-05:00Side tracked<div><p>Fig does not want me to crochet tonight.</p>
<br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LIiBc76wBl0WWQZ4KymWkIMsTGqfzr1xO0r-SolFQ7-4xlWHctnQbg5UMXQ39l1und6WzrAoR1OQiXrFhWfA7PNpSV1dOnCmIfBosOD9fJtAsapIErg_hKG75CdGsMr8MGSJD3f1-XQ/' /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-72417420468433978122011-07-30T22:05:00.001-05:002011-07-30T22:05:00.664-05:00"Day 11<div><p>I have lost 11 lbs so far. My energy is up and I am not as hungry as I was to start.</p>
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-1144794975430427752011-07-30T22:03:00.001-05:002011-07-30T22:03:13.951-05:00Another Dana Original<div><p>These are my "Live Necklaces".  Little clay pots with succulants planted in them.  Each one is no larger than 2 inches tall. These were the test run.  I will have more colors and variety later.</p>
<br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5UslCh3VDc0ac1sCzlhk5_71FSQpe2F5r-Gmhkb9KD2Oi1L5S3Fiorr6GNDYLVmoCZANCBifb94ccnosSzb5sYfWPCrikmTNqLEOUypt7C_5eQF5Z7rjeqdvctsstF73B_-rFSHptHJE/' /><br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6SyYQyLWoxy0DgXlll6Ed2xfheHoExJGH9ZjHICp0JEdu9E7Plsmq-7-SOzf99SvDaHjJTK9ffBuCbnO0VHOLUF6CNFeS4_bPQG1vvBz9it17nPAJ6J11QcVhL_sRn2eFKFIhHXJRduE/' /><br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZlDixHAXHBm-iqRj0g8YkrIp997BZjvNHjRlLbk_Z-H-sfAf2sedb4ERyKfqug4JOCeiV6UuUeX6ERzNRSdez2Z3t1cXhbulDgUf1GEAd7sveumYRFkMZsJ1LEyrvlGBKIHdnQWklIS0/' /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-42741024596696490072011-07-27T20:56:00.001-05:002011-07-30T22:03:23.090-05:00Day 10<div><div>9.4 lbs! I am past the water weight if you ask me. Working out, following a 1300 calorie diet and drinking so much water is helping. What I don't understand is the non support. The employees of the gym are non supportive. But whatever. I really dont need them. </div><div> </div><div>I would rather go to the gym and work out with out them noticing then attending the classes. I am accountable for me. I want this for me. </div><div> </div><div>I am getting used to the calories...even though I had bread for dinner. Just because.</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-59716877772871231972011-07-26T12:30:00.002-05:002011-07-26T12:36:04.317-05:00Day 9Today is <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">day 9</span>. I have lost a total of <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">8 lbs</span>. <br />I have kept mostly under my 1380 calorie goal per day. The first couple of days, I was hungry. Not so much the past few days. Working out is not a "drippy" as the first couple of days. And I am trying to be consistent with the 20 minute workout which is not so bad working out 3 times a week. Maybe soon, I can find the time at work to do it every day. Something to look forward to.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-39529728884649224052011-07-18T14:25:00.003-05:002011-07-18T14:48:54.958-05:00The ChallengeSaturday and Sunday I used the detox soup to prep for the Challenge. It was tasty, but I was really ready for FOOD today. <br />I did not have coffee this morning. Not part of my plans, but I can live through a day with out the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">caffeine</span>. Go figure! Don't ask about my headache...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span>. I have had about 64 oz of water and I am still thirsty. GO WATER!<br />And I have walked on the tread mill for 10 minutes. I will hit it again later.<br />Here is what I found; this info online and it seems like common <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">sense</span> to me. <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Diet-and-Nutrition/Best_Ways_to_Increase_Metabolism_Naturally.shtml">http://commonsensehealth.com/Diet-and-Nutrition/Best_Ways_to_Increase_Metabolism_Naturally.shtml</a><br /><br />1. Make a Commitment. Like any established bad habit, nothing will change unless you make a commit to changing your behavior.<br />2. Practice awareness. To be more conscious of what's happening, jot down when and what you eat and how you feel before and afterwards.<br />3. Manage your stress. Healthy emotional <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Healthy-Living/Stress_Consequences_and_Eustress_Distress_Management.shtml">distress management</a> is an important life skill. Positive ways to reduce stress include regular exercise, relaxation techniques and getting support from family and friends.<br />4. Be physically active. Exercise reduces stress and is a great mood enhancer too. So be sure you make time for regular <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Healthy-Living/Regular_Physical_Activity_Benefits_for_Health.shtml">physical activity</a>.<br />5. Create new comforts. Make a list of healthy activities you enjoy. And, whenever you feel the need, treat yourself to something on your list.<br />6. Start eating healthier. When you <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Healthy-Living/Best_Foods_to_Eat_for_Great_Health.shtml">eat for health</a> you'll choose more <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Diet-and-Nutrition/List_of_High_Fiber_Foods.shtml">high fiber foods</a>, such as vegetables, beans, <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Diet-and-Nutrition/List_of_Whole_Grain_Foods_and_Whole_Grains_Benefits.shtml">whole grains</a> and fresh <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Diet-and-Nutrition/Fruits_List_with_Fruit_Nutritional_Value.shtml">fruits</a>, plus healthy <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Diet-and-Nutrition/List_of_High_Protein_Foods.shtml">high protein foods</a>, like fish, lean poultry and low-fat dairy. 7. Eat mini-meals often. By eating 5 or 6 small healthy meals a day, including breakfast, you help keep your blood sugar and moods stable.<br />8. Get rid of temptations. Don't keep <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Healthy-Living/Unhealthy_Food_to_Avoid_Foods_NOT_to_Eat.shtml">unhealthy food</a> in the house, don't shop for food when hungry or stressed and plan ahead before eating out.<br />9. Get enough sleep. When you're tired, it's easier to give in to emotional eating. Consider taking a nap and be sure to get a <a href="http://commonsensehealth.com/Healthy-Living/How_to_Get_a_Good_Nights_Sleep.shtml">good nights sleep</a>.<br />10. Use healthy distraction. Instead of overeating, take a walk, surf the Internet, pet your cat or dog, listen to music, enjoy a warm bath, read a good book, watch a movie, work in the garden or talk to a friend.<br />11. Practice mindfulness. Mindful eating means paying attention to the act of eating and observing your thoughts and feelings in the process.<br />12. Get some support. <strong>TAMARA </strong>is my buddy and I have my team at work.<br /><br />I have found that the book on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Buddhism</span> is also giving me better mind balance. It is putting many things in my life into prospective. Happiness is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">truly</span> inside!<br />We will call this<br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">DAY 1</span></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-71692961363892226982011-07-11T16:21:00.002-05:002011-07-11T16:30:47.263-05:00Damn that movie Marley and Me!Today is a sad day. We took Buddy, our yellow lab to the vet. As I suspected, he has many tumors. One on each hip, in his neck and on his belly. Over the past 2 weeks he has been dropping weight so fast so the tumors have become <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">obvious</span>. Pete thought maybe he had <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">heart worms</span>, wishful thinking on his part I believe. <br />We have 3 options for Buddy. Chemo, Steroids that will prolong his life and put him to sleep. The vet said that he may have 3 weeks or so before he gets to the point of being in pain or going downhill really fast. Buddy is almost 11 years old.<br /><br />Buddy is at home right now. He is an old boy and we do not want him to suffer. The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">decision</span> will be hard any way we go. Every time we look at him we frown though. All we see now is his sickness. My poor husband has been so sad since we noticed Buddy getting ill. He did not sleep at all last night because he knew Buddy was going to the vet today. <br /><br />Poor Buddy. I think I will go home and make him a homemade dinner. I will give him all the things he would love to have but can't cause they say it is bad for dogs.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-33277590764242591732011-07-06T14:52:00.001-05:002011-07-06T14:55:25.461-05:00Cheif<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFPmlmudI1vuupYnYrkYY0tZHxU-aQVBhgRakysOqpcl1sPk-5iyhizYheuW6GezsK_oIu6SCbJWRaZtjirmTKilt88gxrWlrHQ0lEXIaQSqqC1UnvpVdkcIpc9ZiBo3wjCu-7uYByNr4/s1600/cheif.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626329832823242450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFPmlmudI1vuupYnYrkYY0tZHxU-aQVBhgRakysOqpcl1sPk-5iyhizYheuW6GezsK_oIu6SCbJWRaZtjirmTKilt88gxrWlrHQ0lEXIaQSqqC1UnvpVdkcIpc9ZiBo3wjCu-7uYByNr4/s400/cheif.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>My name is Chief. I am a 4 year old pedigreed Basset Hound (French for "rather low dog"). I was living in Half Way, Missouri until yesterday, July Fourth. Independence Day! I was trotting down the center of Mo Highway 32, right before you get to the Half Way Baptist Church (I know, I know.... what's the other half?) when I was nearly mowed down by an SUV. I followed the SUV down to the highway shed, where they stopped, hoping they'd let me in their nice, cool car. No way, Jose. But luckily, my new friend Susan turned around and came back to see about me. She didn't know me but let me get in her car, where I promptly spread around muddy paw prints and shed a bunch of hair so I'd be more comfortable. She drove me to a bunch of places, mostly where no one was home, and asked me if it was my house. Nope. Nope. Nope. Finally we pulled into my driveway. Susan knocked on the door and my dad came out and yelled at me. I cowered and rolled over on my back, hoping he wouldn't hit me. He told Susan that he couldn't do anything with me and that I wouldn't stay in the yard. I could see that Susan instantly recognized that THERE WAS NO FENCE separating my yard from busy highway 32, and appreciated the danger. She also suggested to my dad that he should not hit me. "Do you want him?" my dad asked. "I've been trying to give him away." Mind sharp as a steel trap, my new BFF Susan sized up the situation and knew that if she left me there, I would likely be run down on the highway and would definitely get a smack from my dad. We were gone before dad could change his mind. Susan is a very nice lady, but she already has three kids. Her accommodations are comfortable, but crowded. I need more space. I need someone who will take me for walks and rides in the car or who has a big back yard with maybe one or two other dogs to play with. </div><br /><div>Is that you? If you think it might be, please Email <a href="mailto:Danaroberts76@gmail.com">Danaroberts76@gmail.com</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Thank you for your time. </div><br /><div>Love, Chief. P.S. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am not capable of making puppies and play well with others, even cats. I am not accustomed to spending much time inside as I lived on a farm. My shots are about due and Susan has offered to pay for them if you would like to take me home with you.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-11485931669224053072011-07-05T18:50:00.010-05:002011-07-05T19:10:35.455-05:00Shopping for Books at the Thrift Stores...<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXMma1FWVK56Y-YTBcn1rPEtDdCfqqgp9fai6e-0hrJZHhAbCiWGqYrVUIBoLVW2ZErkphb_c8r0NYXzMxP1D4ya94vAnLJwfCRaD15DTPRIZuFuYcwnnZdahQ8kzeDqFjONYHCeZ1Q8/s1600/aura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 100px; height: 153px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626022933265754658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXMma1FWVK56Y-YTBcn1rPEtDdCfqqgp9fai6e-0hrJZHhAbCiWGqYrVUIBoLVW2ZErkphb_c8r0NYXzMxP1D4ya94vAnLJwfCRaD15DTPRIZuFuYcwnnZdahQ8kzeDqFjONYHCeZ1Q8/s400/aura.jpg" /></a> What the Colors in your Aura Reveal! </div><div align="center">Maybe I will light some candles and draw a bath to read this one. LOL</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnEjPdjt9qc7pUyjn4g-fjfbJMn_LPHscbKE0uzPzfmwngSEXZPfaXaOEa4k47ua9qXMbVrC3Gg8aNKFU6NMKFpejADLHrz2DXKLevOxQzDJgXECD47_Jfv28-EmahB4zSQ-m5v4ucN4/s1600/myths.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 140px; height: 222px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626021980275796690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnEjPdjt9qc7pUyjn4g-fjfbJMn_LPHscbKE0uzPzfmwngSEXZPfaXaOEa4k47ua9qXMbVrC3Gg8aNKFU6NMKFpejADLHrz2DXKLevOxQzDJgXECD47_Jfv28-EmahB4zSQ-m5v4ucN4/s400/myths.jpg" /></a> Something I have been wanting to learn more about!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLahyXSs5OqjldXXVE66o7h6lW4k-sAZaw1JNeKxmkpyFRZLQtqhMobpuotUJ4hudnAu8m4qzcOi3-nZFWO45qxoZTpqHgA7zOwsoEMwiwEzvtpNUsG6v6zCVMcy753ErWKExk1FNfpcA/s1600/buddhism.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px; height: 300px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626020982835284274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLahyXSs5OqjldXXVE66o7h6lW4k-sAZaw1JNeKxmkpyFRZLQtqhMobpuotUJ4hudnAu8m4qzcOi3-nZFWO45qxoZTpqHgA7zOwsoEMwiwEzvtpNUsG6v6zCVMcy753ErWKExk1FNfpcA/s400/buddhism.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4xnp4wjqrn9HnpzPGJ0gkwBQovAJgf2SP-U5x3Qdu0FuI-6Og2kjgI7AcEgiK1ydEkExHofOHF3OJdnMOi3dguy1hJgUREmEVgaOTi0W4lYA9QHEQZ__P6YcfS9-nnadnpPGNnXBejo/s1600/buy-book_ovr.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 208px; height: 193px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626020187121525202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4xnp4wjqrn9HnpzPGJ0gkwBQovAJgf2SP-U5x3Qdu0FuI-6Og2kjgI7AcEgiK1ydEkExHofOHF3OJdnMOi3dguy1hJgUREmEVgaOTi0W4lYA9QHEQZ__P6YcfS9-nnadnpPGNnXBejo/s400/buy-book_ovr.gif" /></a>Hundreds of questions you'd only ask a doctor after your third Martini...</div><div> Sounds like an interesting Bathroom Read to me.</div><div> </div><div align="left">An Explanation of the Budddhist Way of Life</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">I almost feel like the "hunt" for the books surpasses the actual read. I am so excited to find these books, to peel open the cover and digress into a self consumed fog within the books. YUM!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-5104604056337496362011-07-01T16:12:00.002-05:002011-07-01T16:21:05.484-05:00BITE ME<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIugSS8t-4051dzs2TlmCA12VfNrNuv2oG67bVRvlSLMijVdmGqV7Jhyphenhyphenlt_dCskaxvs-A6XEeIeP9HsSJWY5jc89_DbE9DVe6d-6AfwRRqTVYJ0LKRpoJeeZAtnMWCv6IA5602OKtEHIw/s1600/NaturalCures.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624495805658233314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIugSS8t-4051dzs2TlmCA12VfNrNuv2oG67bVRvlSLMijVdmGqV7Jhyphenhyphenlt_dCskaxvs-A6XEeIeP9HsSJWY5jc89_DbE9DVe6d-6AfwRRqTVYJ0LKRpoJeeZAtnMWCv6IA5602OKtEHIw/s400/NaturalCures.jpg" /></a> I am reading between two books. Natural Cures is my homework <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">per say</span>. I am going to be working on a "lifestyle change". Tee <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hee</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hee</span>. This Idea came about from a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">conversation</span> about the 500 Calorie diet. Yes, 500 calorie=not enough to live on diet. The concept is not imposing any toxins and eating clean while your body eats on the stored fat. It is a quick diet and a hormonal diet. Needless to say, I am researching on this information.<br /><br />But for the fun side of life, I am reading BITE ME.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIyIdQRk8kyM4JCuCofx3XkKdqU0bF_k4I9jjR6_8vWZxJZlOK9SjstfLGKut1zbCNwOZM-rrPi9zc5jy1OE0oU8vBuLc0uwyrBoCSGDzdgDgd86xqFWM4Rzv4teYzxzO1uFpdG9lCBrk/s1600/biteme_sm.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624495014293264962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIyIdQRk8kyM4JCuCofx3XkKdqU0bF_k4I9jjR6_8vWZxJZlOK9SjstfLGKut1zbCNwOZM-rrPi9zc5jy1OE0oU8vBuLc0uwyrBoCSGDzdgDgd86xqFWM4Rzv4teYzxzO1uFpdG9lCBrk/s400/biteme_sm.jpg" /></a> Bite Me a Love Story. I am having a hard time keeping with it because the first <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">chapters</span> of this book is summing up the last book, YOU SUCK. I liked the last book a lot so I hope this one picks up soon...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-13640142990007849382011-07-01T16:02:00.002-05:002011-07-01T16:06:04.689-05:00YOU SUCK<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivprfLBydnKpQOCeIY6dVFZd4E52RU2ZEeC-sPDclkFxSl1ehCnuZdsdxfrm5YtkNi9As7ekPehllA-Jknw_6pINA71pEJ9Qz4CFArPDPpGOL6jfd96eC4eO3DcyIAJmj8OUI5XWfsjEo/s1600/yousuck_lg.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624492301526241202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivprfLBydnKpQOCeIY6dVFZd4E52RU2ZEeC-sPDclkFxSl1ehCnuZdsdxfrm5YtkNi9As7ekPehllA-Jknw_6pINA71pEJ9Qz4CFArPDPpGOL6jfd96eC4eO3DcyIAJmj8OUI5XWfsjEo/s400/yousuck_lg.jpg" /></a>A Great Book I read in 2 days. It is everything I would want in a book with humor near mine. I could relate with this book and the plot was a little different then the normal Vampire.<br /><br />Now I am going to start Bite Me which is a book that leads off of You Suck.<br /><br />I have a pile of at least 10 books I am wanting to read. Wish me luck!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-6986602680008281522011-06-06T12:54:00.002-05:002011-06-06T13:00:19.640-05:00Quote for the Week<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdFgtqoyacq05WLOpT9JLWDsg57nz1ALwldrmBLEdJMq12-4Ybcovyu5c_3T8o10W0AhEo1-ZnX6gMUYibK0v3QhNEVKVDDjLvsLDwY6UNy1N4LgvCn3y5ugs6k6D78AaJWs92QCQ20Uw/s1600/20110508190851.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615168063295158306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdFgtqoyacq05WLOpT9JLWDsg57nz1ALwldrmBLEdJMq12-4Ybcovyu5c_3T8o10W0AhEo1-ZnX6gMUYibK0v3QhNEVKVDDjLvsLDwY6UNy1N4LgvCn3y5ugs6k6D78AaJWs92QCQ20Uw/s400/20110508190851.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">"When we are mindful of every nuance of our natural world, we finally get the picture; </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">that we are only given one dazzling moment of life here on Earth, </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">and we must stand before that reality both humbled and elevated, </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">subject to every law of our universe and </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">grateful for our brief but intrinsic participation with it.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">~Elizabeth Gilbert~</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-10954079338181333892011-05-17T15:04:00.010-05:002011-05-17T15:29:51.514-05:00The Garden is Planted!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji9PLitM1CEO9biKhLd49kytvSc97DNrROfRw4sRq4nr-aC-rvlfmsONk-d1Q2YEpo5pF7MzZP4BZcMrnDGEh9-jdav9SflLZyFfW4caA5gEOh6DS6WnCaKhdPGdQvkeMLrMxT8bq04os/s1600/20110516194259.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607780207069954450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji9PLitM1CEO9biKhLd49kytvSc97DNrROfRw4sRq4nr-aC-rvlfmsONk-d1Q2YEpo5pF7MzZP4BZcMrnDGEh9-jdav9SflLZyFfW4caA5gEOh6DS6WnCaKhdPGdQvkeMLrMxT8bq04os/s400/20110516194259.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>Out of the 5 raised garden beds that we made, I have slowly been planting. Last night I finished planting the last bits. I bought 22 tomato cages and cut up many saplings to use as bean poles which we set in place.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwSfiyHYdfWQqU9sR6DPy7aJFqR_f8w_4_k7HZgv1QJ4sfH-R0RFQvQA-QeSOaQwA-wXusDHJOulc8aKQbwcKKKSTjwtFXk10fzwXxbHxUylXclqTYIWuoPw-5M3PO-fw9dSyY-wW9q-c/s1600/20110516193745.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607779994794581954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwSfiyHYdfWQqU9sR6DPy7aJFqR_f8w_4_k7HZgv1QJ4sfH-R0RFQvQA-QeSOaQwA-wXusDHJOulc8aKQbwcKKKSTjwtFXk10fzwXxbHxUylXclqTYIWuoPw-5M3PO-fw9dSyY-wW9q-c/s400/20110516193745.jpg" /></a><br /><br />We have 4 types of lettuce, rainbow swiss chard, carrots, radishes, collards, greens, kale, cabbage, and broccoli.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW6F991AZlXJSiBQbKxJXxNABckDSw9Gz0EFv27gk_ZKl7T7K57nTYi-N6fL-G0dmPXb5hL2OTCQGmk1RiOG_EEzr4LTIYn8ThEEU_zhxVrJUw2Rf6F87ZbFIAN0VS5_2ee3xmbLJqs_8/s1600/20110516194154.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607779808182735058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW6F991AZlXJSiBQbKxJXxNABckDSw9Gz0EFv27gk_ZKl7T7K57nTYi-N6fL-G0dmPXb5hL2OTCQGmk1RiOG_EEzr4LTIYn8ThEEU_zhxVrJUw2Rf6F87ZbFIAN0VS5_2ee3xmbLJqs_8/s400/20110516194154.jpg" /></a> We ahve red and yellow onions, fennel, basil, cilantro, Armanien Cukes, burpless cukes, and regular cukes.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTifaLsf9VgNf-xZJ4t4eXZ1mQcAA2nzpNJMK4ngsESzjvj87RMczD5fkQG5I5wow5MERCEEFg3Jf7oxID3Ycp6mm9L38ZdDkuYqeB3gR_5skWRuW9__BoEU9q7Bo37TaOK7ylrDyGYms/s1600/20110516193802.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607779587695992002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTifaLsf9VgNf-xZJ4t4eXZ1mQcAA2nzpNJMK4ngsESzjvj87RMczD5fkQG5I5wow5MERCEEFg3Jf7oxID3Ycp6mm9L38ZdDkuYqeB3gR_5skWRuW9__BoEU9q7Bo37TaOK7ylrDyGYms/s400/20110516193802.jpg" /></a><br />Sugar snap peas, Zennia flowers, butterfly weed, and sunflowers galore.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj35xKT9g_SEe1a2spSYtkNhCqU4T5g3WDiTPMitPYm3uA_uMuYApl6_wP8RU_sGpJ-0jXM35EstkdGp2hjRNFUiDdfvFVtNKI3QtYKKTikuszbkePnDpAx1sYqu9N0-NilUJ-qrlEMaA/s1600/20110516193812.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607779439595442226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj35xKT9g_SEe1a2spSYtkNhCqU4T5g3WDiTPMitPYm3uA_uMuYApl6_wP8RU_sGpJ-0jXM35EstkdGp2hjRNFUiDdfvFVtNKI3QtYKKTikuszbkePnDpAx1sYqu9N0-NilUJ-qrlEMaA/s400/20110516193812.jpg" /></a> Over 50 tomato plants in all; grape tomatos, yellow tomatos, yellow pear tomatos, white and purple tomatos, stripped tomatos, and of course the reds.</div><br /><div>12 different pepper plants; Hot peppers, sweet peppers, bell peppers, and too hot to eat peppers.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUnIM5EGZtkTghDKaansvjEDgAZbhdctehJJUuD0eWwQoafnu7zhLmtsxuoJE7ad5TWCW54DipQL1hQyZyhgGFEBjCTWJsuZUBu7FflJhwNnDu_Gi4pUx-fsfBejiv0t5IBH3PAW3Hmg/s1600/20110516193822.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607779206067902338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUnIM5EGZtkTghDKaansvjEDgAZbhdctehJJUuD0eWwQoafnu7zhLmtsxuoJE7ad5TWCW54DipQL1hQyZyhgGFEBjCTWJsuZUBu7FflJhwNnDu_Gi4pUx-fsfBejiv0t5IBH3PAW3Hmg/s400/20110516193822.jpg" /></a><br />Three types of egg plant, spaghetti squash, yellow squash and zuccini. Miniture pumpkins will then fill in the corner of the fence.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGZmqHTU5V7-mkq1NypXbd9iN2MpR9FEtBYbIrwFrtuaeE1vQmU4W_70Vz5-gwBh3BhFKKMB8Se2D71CuwdWJIxPrzHxVypcdShUX2u5YLVdhmNradfLTAniA-o1qDRbT1Wx1gN6jfxM/s1600/20110510192652.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607779060400957378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGZmqHTU5V7-mkq1NypXbd9iN2MpR9FEtBYbIrwFrtuaeE1vQmU4W_70Vz5-gwBh3BhFKKMB8Se2D71CuwdWJIxPrzHxVypcdShUX2u5YLVdhmNradfLTAniA-o1qDRbT1Wx1gN6jfxM/s400/20110510192652.jpg" /></a><br />These are the first bites from the garden.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4TzHWJwZ_dZa-tOk0gcGVzNP5aryxZDU2ua8JGQ98b5Ukhy-9ro1r6QtGEaM9npI3PPWZdUwC01h3J2s5xIDDKLtk6VLx87WXR1O3LuP9UPXAeqnq0M1V9oxmPJCdLTHwTk41eu7bwtQ/s1600/20110507211602.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607778919914304482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4TzHWJwZ_dZa-tOk0gcGVzNP5aryxZDU2ua8JGQ98b5Ukhy-9ro1r6QtGEaM9npI3PPWZdUwC01h3J2s5xIDDKLtk6VLx87WXR1O3LuP9UPXAeqnq0M1V9oxmPJCdLTHwTk41eu7bwtQ/s400/20110507211602.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicGx4re67lKca9890tUa1lTi4aW_X1yUFzp_bCjo-LqmS_vIwOGyIN_Lo0Z1fPqW3llxotZiWGS4NW_pJ5NevWQ39MfLB1xJtxExh0Ijkd6-krEAm7G1nvbn5rqS7CEKBFaCe4ft372BA/s1600/20110516211538.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607778775588726530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicGx4re67lKca9890tUa1lTi4aW_X1yUFzp_bCjo-LqmS_vIwOGyIN_Lo0Z1fPqW3llxotZiWGS4NW_pJ5NevWQ39MfLB1xJtxExh0Ijkd6-krEAm7G1nvbn5rqS7CEKBFaCe4ft372BA/s400/20110516211538.jpg" /></a> At the end of the run, I took the starts of tomatos out of the Areo garden and potted them up in a basket of tomato goodies for Mrs. Brown, Pete's boss. In the basket she got crushed egg shells with instructions, fertalizer with instructions, and coffee grounds with instructions. It is so fun to share.</div><br /><div>Pete then took a few tomato plants to his coworkers. A kind of bragging rights, I would say.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am having too much fun with these gardens so far...lets see if I feel the same later in the summer. LOL</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-71471143361769862202011-05-17T11:51:00.005-05:002011-05-17T11:58:51.069-05:00Fishin'<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMAwc84Ssgv8KPjJGVHrcFDfFA38Z6gaLdE5YdVsdYWY-dkWIK5audLgXSEU7iiefx05D1e8qW7lXv8CNpE1Jdavuw_Ry0fctRcAKYw9QmyZTaAnYelmTNaVx9m8CGwiRjITqH7eeRsQA/s1600/20110514132310.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607729692970990354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMAwc84Ssgv8KPjJGVHrcFDfFA38Z6gaLdE5YdVsdYWY-dkWIK5audLgXSEU7iiefx05D1e8qW7lXv8CNpE1Jdavuw_Ry0fctRcAKYw9QmyZTaAnYelmTNaVx9m8CGwiRjITqH7eeRsQA/s400/20110514132310.jpg" /></a> A weekend away from the daily grind. My hubby told the neighbor yesterday that "We caught a Mess of fish this past weekend". A mess of crappie, meaning well over 20. Mister Mister cleaned them and we packaged them in the freezer. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7uuy6P1PpIy12uHnU-Q_LPePy98d5_LNtCFjFw2WHcKvctuDudnfzIHgTOgFdDs3_Powf-JXFvKyo1Gr0eymMZ_XZjeeTd_dUeV_OrG-q_-mXR2iqsnGSx78agg5ZT6rCoPO7BYbCIY/s1600/20110514140236.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607729498686735586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7uuy6P1PpIy12uHnU-Q_LPePy98d5_LNtCFjFw2WHcKvctuDudnfzIHgTOgFdDs3_Powf-JXFvKyo1Gr0eymMZ_XZjeeTd_dUeV_OrG-q_-mXR2iqsnGSx78agg5ZT6rCoPO7BYbCIY/s200/20110514140236.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZbbHlrNrLnFY9ZUWSrB5o8E-zk-VVrKEO7nUeXkcyFNBDkb_oM1hckUSqaw5_sEJvvIAlD3SLvOY1_nLMhTCTzyF9Ce2nQIsbD6dD7QO3yYxl7SP9zlDsLpc7aqBY8xDTSZWx-pX-Eg8/s1600/20110514140146.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607729279699976274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZbbHlrNrLnFY9ZUWSrB5o8E-zk-VVrKEO7nUeXkcyFNBDkb_oM1hckUSqaw5_sEJvvIAlD3SLvOY1_nLMhTCTzyF9Ce2nQIsbD6dD7QO3yYxl7SP9zlDsLpc7aqBY8xDTSZWx-pX-Eg8/s320/20110514140146.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitQxTKI3Pwiowd060r_nVdWaB1k0lskaNo2-n2b1wMToZdKbAY5ZhDtxueZ9fMosHD8f69V9n_r0uoKrfd_ROlFkWXA-8hdWHQcL9dG0uZ8_51CLdENXtGpRQZbq4euN5RuFsYgNjMv0/s1600/20110514140349.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607728982290167650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitQxTKI3Pwiowd060r_nVdWaB1k0lskaNo2-n2b1wMToZdKbAY5ZhDtxueZ9fMosHD8f69V9n_r0uoKrfd_ROlFkWXA-8hdWHQcL9dG0uZ8_51CLdENXtGpRQZbq4euN5RuFsYgNjMv0/s400/20110514140349.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgDYAdkvX1qZ00Cz50jcZzmD9y8EVqmp0KWFDlkkWawjhJeenXuoSzXFDBH-m33LaoiU0k5JQWurvNDbAEsMT-6woNOytUoXTcT0Nt9Obuh-ENzta123sbgGJAb3xfVxtRz_r_UkKhrk/s1600/20110514140200.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607728854081690306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgDYAdkvX1qZ00Cz50jcZzmD9y8EVqmp0KWFDlkkWawjhJeenXuoSzXFDBH-m33LaoiU0k5JQWurvNDbAEsMT-6woNOytUoXTcT0Nt9Obuh-ENzta123sbgGJAb3xfVxtRz_r_UkKhrk/s400/20110514140200.jpg" /></a><br />This coming weekend they are going down to cathc a MESS MORE. Which means:</div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"><strong>FISH FRY soon!</strong></span></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-24431773984794860442011-05-15T19:39:00.010-05:002011-05-17T11:50:48.593-05:00Happy 15th Birthday to My Minion girl.<img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607726802401317666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunC4JBVy1viiK6bDMk4eIwxEmbGEloep-QWA5ft8Z1fIXlKw0p3ozpNxHadk_xLj91qNLv4DpCzah4LT_j8qZbtwHzGhM9qLAG-vAmz9sNZ2HKVDg7HicC9kMQSw3yWmzpFyyW5YO8hg/s400/20110514132252.jpg" />We went to the lake house for Miss C's 15th Birthday Weekend. It was very chilly all weekend, but no rain. That didn't stop us from having fun. We fished all weekend. Well, we also dug up a bunch of Iris from abandoned places.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYaIR7Me0xw9cmlz54JFVI4ZgbNqvLK8dDBrHNpzDowuHX-8eYP1k173O_8MHaQ63e8eyt04k8bAjZdhUChk9LD9UnYdYqb9wXmgKWAqyyA5im-jjhXqVUIobJ2LNEelTBclsTfnnF4Q/s1600/20110514132301.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607726622750834530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYaIR7Me0xw9cmlz54JFVI4ZgbNqvLK8dDBrHNpzDowuHX-8eYP1k173O_8MHaQ63e8eyt04k8bAjZdhUChk9LD9UnYdYqb9wXmgKWAqyyA5im-jjhXqVUIobJ2LNEelTBclsTfnnF4Q/s400/20110514132301.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zCuGvwQJAjWTL9c4Kt1kKaS9rwZ1Rc6udjqM24kRFKNES3SPAOvv2Ut767NSuTsvgWll3G1F597sd_GAuDDOUtq7FzslWy4lsCznwl-1E0ab3BK-KgcSPzCCrPsyGFeWbVIjwi8hHLQ/s1600/20110514182530.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607110050400217362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zCuGvwQJAjWTL9c4Kt1kKaS9rwZ1Rc6udjqM24kRFKNES3SPAOvv2Ut767NSuTsvgWll3G1F597sd_GAuDDOUtq7FzslWy4lsCznwl-1E0ab3BK-KgcSPzCCrPsyGFeWbVIjwi8hHLQ/s400/20110514182530.jpg" /></a> Chelsie had no issues with kissing fish...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51MlQmPOs5j7ZWVHp_mjY2wRE63qk2W73MBmqSe9SXSvU7piHpPnY19cS3UupYCWWviMRd7iAFrMJv29m7-oNJTWzWfrosQoQZwGpjFi3fFhQOVhj7DoGs1k4w9TP9TQtWZKSebHdh4A/s1600/20110514181642.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607109808164067074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51MlQmPOs5j7ZWVHp_mjY2wRE63qk2W73MBmqSe9SXSvU7piHpPnY19cS3UupYCWWviMRd7iAFrMJv29m7-oNJTWzWfrosQoQZwGpjFi3fFhQOVhj7DoGs1k4w9TP9TQtWZKSebHdh4A/s400/20110514181642.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>Nikki, would hardly let me get the fish near her...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>We froze our bottoms off catching the crappie and this tiny bass.</div><br />Then we headed home ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5zjqYnN6kC-Ou_oCAGdmOazMm3J6nBLAmvENzx8WlUNICIZzzZHJb-iX0h83YWTPyWSMZkYwkQIM3z9r487Szyz6EZWkm9U3PTGfeUE6dlMdnkQnsXY-JiD-9lKCjmxtGrt9hgrKODrY/s1600/20110515191719.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607109519513660482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5zjqYnN6kC-Ou_oCAGdmOazMm3J6nBLAmvENzx8WlUNICIZzzZHJb-iX0h83YWTPyWSMZkYwkQIM3z9r487Szyz6EZWkm9U3PTGfeUE6dlMdnkQnsXY-JiD-9lKCjmxtGrt9hgrKODrY/s400/20110515191719.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFk8pgOKtPsoZ6EGTXmZwL8gI7zNYjScHmzrIy5_FhUWYuhsfEX7KQbQR7RI8oeBfDcY1IwXQb_bOngfl5leWR7-GJMdiNpBoro8OQ79GLJulRR4OaW93Fi6AAc-uAG7KV7gmeK881hx4/s1600/20110515191719.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfSyw8aveFFz71U96NCTpiAXN0Fkg_Kz5dgSnX2flhrBWtO-ulH9zSzkfy6cr03vviSusThiT6unJJHEoVQ26spuvHtPFVEv05PqdRaLBn-F0YPiZMf7PoG2j9N1ZJCsvMnn4Nhp96Ls/s1600/20110515162349.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607107756083516338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfSyw8aveFFz71U96NCTpiAXN0Fkg_Kz5dgSnX2flhrBWtO-ulH9zSzkfy6cr03vviSusThiT6unJJHEoVQ26spuvHtPFVEv05PqdRaLBn-F0YPiZMf7PoG2j9N1ZJCsvMnn4Nhp96Ls/s400/20110515162349.jpg" /></a> When we got home, I made her minion cup cakes.</div></div><br /><br /><div>Well, I don't bake but I can manage...lol</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>The only thing I would change, is to actually make the icing instead of store bought. The gel icing runs and the eyeballs sagged. LOL<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-51613941649770648862011-05-10T15:52:00.016-05:002011-05-10T16:06:44.295-05:00The Tulip Chapter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPme3MSuNCdFwyY9-YDQlS3YyVP6aeRbX87KS3l1Cq0QwP5xsT3OVwpPhuMzIf60OCo_cnGwA4iFWAXE6IUPhYGR_OL9sZ1iNbyikgtIt0ubYx-hCOllcTvRFR35frOGungONZK7pQOw/s1600/20110410160136.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605196230275945426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPme3MSuNCdFwyY9-YDQlS3YyVP6aeRbX87KS3l1Cq0QwP5xsT3OVwpPhuMzIf60OCo_cnGwA4iFWAXE6IUPhYGR_OL9sZ1iNbyikgtIt0ubYx-hCOllcTvRFR35frOGungONZK7pQOw/s400/20110410160136.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKMY3Ta18f08YUJvQgB-UejYa78tUETIIenZaKqtes0E2aB9e1zHYKqmphjvjC7xeda1Rxx0vqs6_GlV4q5M-1qCl-qw1a3pMCqtLLWEH6Mec5y40rVkyy7Plpx0cKscuS4DOEgJ79crM/s1600/20110410182637.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605196094338234690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKMY3Ta18f08YUJvQgB-UejYa78tUETIIenZaKqtes0E2aB9e1zHYKqmphjvjC7xeda1Rxx0vqs6_GlV4q5M-1qCl-qw1a3pMCqtLLWEH6Mec5y40rVkyy7Plpx0cKscuS4DOEgJ79crM/s400/20110410182637.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"><strong>This is the Tulip Chapter of my Photography. All of these pictures were taken in my very own yard.</strong></span><br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_y2DtL-1DqUwceLZMFZ8u3Kars1bqgineASrXKpOl6U2Qz-Us06grks4P2DYsV3SJRgFEO3RA0__TuRHKaYSf6ZckI1WoTob8VbP6TI_1avjPew1EUSrMPtth_fHd4y2XhBUhS-aAGY/s1600/20110428151316.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605195927258546034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_y2DtL-1DqUwceLZMFZ8u3Kars1bqgineASrXKpOl6U2Qz-Us06grks4P2DYsV3SJRgFEO3RA0__TuRHKaYSf6ZckI1WoTob8VbP6TI_1avjPew1EUSrMPtth_fHd4y2XhBUhS-aAGY/s400/20110428151316.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGb1ts7AuhP_Ub_o1Uk244WZ-FVbrKeg7PzIX_gKfBrORVhvh7KNcd18iZuH_eWZ5QxU8pO2PGL1aHFY5zoB5nN_P4YfMNFf5HnWgSwGdMbA9XsTv0gK5mWw61tFXxchn7aqcHw8yKbPA/s1600/20110414143811.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605105629889080290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBABRAoxuZ57HOaG1klxORFumCf7EFGh-7RH0IETgtOlwGWnin3BzWce-lwCQK_DvjBL77BeKw63G_d_ihfkXIMWdFuGVyeed01DMqA-RSSMZ3LTYBf1_UmJcNnULe9wQcxmwWV03LbMY/s320/2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUwUywp9SEBYlVwG4Kr9-Atg5Tf4wqOM3qw6EI1dPo9Bt3Bg8GVvMNn9NyBXHhsQjHt53crD6WdTFWIoFB8NmMUGRWgFtYIJ9mQzmr8cTL9Wv6-DCf-DF6ZD3u9yhH9OsOUuAtSX2EJn8/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605105541911753378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUwUywp9SEBYlVwG4Kr9-Atg5Tf4wqOM3qw6EI1dPo9Bt3Bg8GVvMNn9NyBXHhsQjHt53crD6WdTFWIoFB8NmMUGRWgFtYIJ9mQzmr8cTL9Wv6-DCf-DF6ZD3u9yhH9OsOUuAtSX2EJn8/s320/3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi43DsbQMe6sSK__1H4-2HqqlfL5b5bQ8HN0BmWqWYIdSN3kJ0B9nEpudxuxLTP7-j7V-MXH-67IY28PHrI0IRnjyQYys_0wyH65xwh8tlV1DLrioyiaNeKGDweqD6hFmgzDVnzBX4DlhA/s1600/4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605105444891340498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi43DsbQMe6sSK__1H4-2HqqlfL5b5bQ8HN0BmWqWYIdSN3kJ0B9nEpudxuxLTP7-j7V-MXH-67IY28PHrI0IRnjyQYys_0wyH65xwh8tlV1DLrioyiaNeKGDweqD6hFmgzDVnzBX4DlhA/s320/4.jpg" /></a> <br /><div>Photographs by Dean Kaufman. </div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">I Yarn-Bombed This<br /></span>An insatiable crocheter makes sweaters for bikes, teapots, and entire apartments.<br />By <a href="http://nymag.com/nymag/author_495">Wendy Goodman</a><br />Published May 1, 2011 <a id="ck_sharethis_top" class="st_sharethis_custom" title="Share This" href="javascript:void(0);" st_url="http://nymag.com/homedesign/spring2011/agata-oleksiak-2011-5/" st_title="I Yarn-Bombed This"></a></div><br /><div>OBSESSION: Crochet </div><br /><div><br />Growing up in harshly cold, gray Ruda Slaska, ­Poland, Agata Oleksiak (now known solely as Olek) took creative refuge in colorful crafts, making bright Barbie clothes and the occasional crocheted hat. ­But it wasn’t until 2002, after moving to Greenpoint and teaching herself English by watching subtitled movies, that she picked up a crochet hook at the dollar store and her former hobby erupted into an obsession. Now an established artist—she’ll show at the Smithsonian in 2012—the 33-year-old Olek covers everything from mundane household objects to public sculptures to people in her loopy yarn confections. See someone riding the subway in a head-to-toe crocheted bodysuit? Chances are, he’s Olek’s latest canvas. Her largest installation to date is a fifteen-by-fourteen-foot studio apartment, wherein ­every wall, picture frame, television, and toilet is wrapped in its own custom sweater. Originally stitched in Olek’s own Park Slope apartment, the crocheted mini-universe is currently ­exhibiting at ­Christopher Henry Gallery in Nolita, where it will remain until May 28. The gallery’s assistant director, ­Jason LeBlond, confirms what you might have speculated about Olek, who is rarely spotted not wearing a crocheted cardigan or collar: “There is no separation between her art and her life.” </div><br /><div><a href="http://nymag.com/homedesign/spring2011/agata-oleksiak-2011-5/">http://nymag.com/homedesign/spring2011/agata-oleksiak-2011-5/</a></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-62383128141489290462011-05-09T12:35:00.003-05:002011-05-09T12:41:23.934-05:00Ta Da!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ErFRD8XpO77dnfYL3cfL9fDJdvCnT9ENVYzG48NycYoNIjoiaJFEpn4PiCdVAna0ZVWUcRg-UMiR6-h-X0ZxfA_hO9zR4JoWeMf-qXT1o1Ofy5J0IR5QKCXyX81O3PZkjaPzY49_K9o/s1600/20110508201729.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604772405603927442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ErFRD8XpO77dnfYL3cfL9fDJdvCnT9ENVYzG48NycYoNIjoiaJFEpn4PiCdVAna0ZVWUcRg-UMiR6-h-X0ZxfA_hO9zR4JoWeMf-qXT1o1Ofy5J0IR5QKCXyX81O3PZkjaPzY49_K9o/s320/20110508201729.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBKx06z3n8D8Yc-PQ2zgBrApqvw33PxvFve2EAEsNbk4gI8BK0vQ8wc3hlqg-UnrYzrUwQBdw4vq9S65-w6JcpoJDbDTxCJBriI9iWxEAm9ouSrpJL_CxfzRMpy0TuEX8wPvV7fJeUEc/s1600/20110508201805.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604771713473027986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBKx06z3n8D8Yc-PQ2zgBrApqvw33PxvFve2EAEsNbk4gI8BK0vQ8wc3hlqg-UnrYzrUwQBdw4vq9S65-w6JcpoJDbDTxCJBriI9iWxEAm9ouSrpJL_CxfzRMpy0TuEX8wPvV7fJeUEc/s320/20110508201805.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;">Mother's Day weekend we finished up the deck project! </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;">Once we get the patio set I will take better pictures.<br />It is big and beautiful! We LOVE it!<br /></span></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-70511973080241486202011-05-02T15:59:00.004-05:002011-05-02T16:19:04.917-05:00May Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOObycf6dx1nh4fjLkXwBE0cn5U22r08NuhI2_aWZFb6VE-r5d-CA6bDo-dtlOt8XNEHlVdn9OV-ME9iS8eLtYYFfGNbkfeeHoVLXy8wK5lG4riIWUf_mWQe59bCuKiI8Kx3eG18cAZsY/s1600/20110502144622.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602230785813934898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOObycf6dx1nh4fjLkXwBE0cn5U22r08NuhI2_aWZFb6VE-r5d-CA6bDo-dtlOt8XNEHlVdn9OV-ME9iS8eLtYYFfGNbkfeeHoVLXy8wK5lG4riIWUf_mWQe59bCuKiI8Kx3eG18cAZsY/s320/20110502144622.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;">May first is May day. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;">I never really knew about it till I met Dorothy Krich from apt 1801. She was a neighbor of Mom and Dads at the 1 bedroom apartment. She never missed a beat. 81 years old and was adorable and spunky. I am sorry I have not kept in touch with her. I think she is living at Georgetown apts and is 85 or 86. But anyway...</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;">After Heather prepared me a random basket of baked breads in a jar and an arrangement of lilacs a week or so ago, I have wanted to return the favor. I was as giddy as a school girl romping around the yard clipping flowers and mint I have grown thus far. In a really cool tin container I lined it with a kerchief and wrapped one tomato plant and one mint starter plant that I placed inside. And in an old olive jar I stored for just the occasion, I arranged fresh cut mint and 3 tulips. My May Day (basket) present for Mitch and Heather. I wanted to drive it over last night but knew that it could wait a day.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;">Thanks to my flexible Monday's I was able to ride home and give it to her in person. I totally think that once a week I will try to share my goodies with my other friends too. It warmed my heart to prepare it and give it.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;">Happy May Day!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-25010126600086176292011-04-27T23:36:00.004-05:002011-04-27T23:45:48.969-05:00Admin. Asst Day Lunch<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIFYGdt7Nb4c1GwpXZi3CrGhko731n7-5TXceW3LnzZpGLQImUmDsQ-r8OHquJgwt_1wz0avKSgGnfjyUwivfYTnESTu0uKBovtLjdFD1_qe6f4qzXOW5v7-fMr-cXKIlZo_CDPJWvwxo/s1600/20110427130358.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600489024690558946" 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/AVvXsEgIFYGdt7Nb4c1GwpXZi3CrGhko731n7-5TXceW3LnzZpGLQImUmDsQ-r8OHquJgwt_1wz0avKSgGnfjyUwivfYTnESTu0uKBovtLjdFD1_qe6f4qzXOW5v7-fMr-cXKIlZo_CDPJWvwxo/s320/20110427130358.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUyok9ONF4rXX6fz-XpGDT-RMQLAz6GZNzOP7vtU7kU9WT-qy7Eb9Z2882OaxLSjPkDSCD9N68gOo-XYKzGpu19cLrxNw0AO8meShu3_U6FNmH3RulDwdE5dP8i7RAOOBQKuhK4QIGxYg/s1600/20110427122238.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600488775691342082" 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/AVvXsEhUyok9ONF4rXX6fz-XpGDT-RMQLAz6GZNzOP7vtU7kU9WT-qy7Eb9Z2882OaxLSjPkDSCD9N68gOo-XYKzGpu19cLrxNw0AO8meShu3_U6FNmH3RulDwdE5dP8i7RAOOBQKuhK4QIGxYg/s320/20110427122238.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#990000;"> Greg Summers is a fellow painter along with Patricia. His art has been displayed at for a few weeks now and today we went to view his art and eat lunch. Just outside <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Downtown</span> Kansas City was a little French Bistro that makes made-to-order crepes. I had the Smoked salmon, artichoke heart, caper, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">caramelized</span> onions and cream sauce crepes with my two artist friends. We were surrounded by his art. I had too many favorites, but was excited to see he had prints for sale too. I found the one that I loved. A painted mural of the silo's behind our offices. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">I photograph them often. I love the rust and the color the become in the different light of the day. And now I own the art print. I ate lunch with the artist!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">I feel so rich today. I will add this to my bucket list and mark it off. This was a well needed luncheon. Patricia is so good to educate me and give me life lessons...we are never too busy to eat lunch with an artists! Myself included.<br /></span><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-57420767912904627162011-04-27T23:24:00.003-05:002011-04-27T23:35:54.542-05:00Ask, and ye shall recieve!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbtRvcT3dzdHFWvCUcJWDtsUs_nfwFZn46szfrmtvI6jXKc6_nkFBCiqIThGFVGZgH1-JzMeW78VpXsvPA_HOFiHML5SXPgeOyIsByv4gaB3bOcKTmku1tQ7DGI1wswrdjQ9GxplgbqVQ/s1600/20110427094014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600488350358544610" 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/AVvXsEhbtRvcT3dzdHFWvCUcJWDtsUs_nfwFZn46szfrmtvI6jXKc6_nkFBCiqIThGFVGZgH1-JzMeW78VpXsvPA_HOFiHML5SXPgeOyIsByv4gaB3bOcKTmku1tQ7DGI1wswrdjQ9GxplgbqVQ/s320/20110427094014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJHVTu1-pmCVuxPk3smeSbi2fehPaLkkPWGfmH8c60GwcHYnz_BFFzRN4FXOMW0IK-0ovOSKsNqd_jldGsGUrbaeaVK_dH0n_g7KL9s6izFRCJDG0yVOBAlK1lA5wU6CXyAwOtYg1Y9sA/s1600/20110427093952.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600488187745691122" 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/AVvXsEgJHVTu1-pmCVuxPk3smeSbi2fehPaLkkPWGfmH8c60GwcHYnz_BFFzRN4FXOMW0IK-0ovOSKsNqd_jldGsGUrbaeaVK_dH0n_g7KL9s6izFRCJDG0yVOBAlK1lA5wU6CXyAwOtYg1Y9sA/s320/20110427093952.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj01XGnr0gWCP4Ta73nuYtbzM_c-ck5nTdQ9xRzn3C4AU881ZOEsP-flrfLX9uhEO-HhuEapBHAnvH8luHp3ZgLMCnygVEmhdU__YNCybzQYhHqi12dUmrcX8ZxF6E4GMwzq5jmd9leiII/s1600/20110427093934.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600485797270589234" 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/AVvXsEj01XGnr0gWCP4Ta73nuYtbzM_c-ck5nTdQ9xRzn3C4AU881ZOEsP-flrfLX9uhEO-HhuEapBHAnvH8luHp3ZgLMCnygVEmhdU__YNCybzQYhHqi12dUmrcX8ZxF6E4GMwzq5jmd9leiII/s320/20110427093934.jpg" border="0" /></a> When poised with the question, "can you make this" I normally can work that challenge. Stethoscope in hand I marched home, gathered the yarn and began. Purple is Angie's favorite color and Flower popped in my head. So, Flower she got!<br /><br />I am taking orders for the Stethoscope sleeves. I have ideas for animals too.<br />Thanks to Angie at Family Health Care for the idea!</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739070256537435716.post-63616928556142496142011-04-26T20:09:00.003-05:002011-04-26T20:19:40.939-05:00Dogwoods<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjtPaC2MRKC8NM-LD_A2xzTxtsrrkz7IVqiNZHIVo0vYIAknJNeKOSFOxrgsZPuaYHuoQKOz1PifCuhUczhqFEgJ4XVF_dQYNcJUcZbS8Ap8H8CEIn3ojCiKfOmN_y-M1P9XY_gI1uoV8/s1600/20110423104618.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600065859692846050" 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/AVvXsEhjtPaC2MRKC8NM-LD_A2xzTxtsrrkz7IVqiNZHIVo0vYIAknJNeKOSFOxrgsZPuaYHuoQKOz1PifCuhUczhqFEgJ4XVF_dQYNcJUcZbS8Ap8H8CEIn3ojCiKfOmN_y-M1P9XY_gI1uoV8/s320/20110423104618.jpg" border="0" /></a> My grandma told me that the Dogwood tree bloom is the Sign of Easter. Jesus was nailed to the cross and this bloom represents the cross and the nails. I believe this is a Christian Religion symbol.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxyXy4StumtUZbCoGA_MFwwglJ34SggXDMkCq95iMFqUdFzJTKBE2NLv9O3_6DCnQ9ZqQ2lkGEXXg99qs0iIS2vKGINPAzdr7QL2Zstpub7NikIpMvP9nHwNn27YB2pvcX96zSBvy75VY/s1600/20110423104623.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600065402742440962" 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/AVvXsEhxyXy4StumtUZbCoGA_MFwwglJ34SggXDMkCq95iMFqUdFzJTKBE2NLv9O3_6DCnQ9ZqQ2lkGEXXg99qs0iIS2vKGINPAzdr7QL2Zstpub7NikIpMvP9nHwNn27YB2pvcX96zSBvy75VY/s320/20110423104623.jpg" border="0" /></a> On my walks I love to take Pictures and Spring is one of my favorite seasons. I love living in Kansas City to see the 4 seasons.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBg8-BdTHYZf7HVBkBRZxFaXdM95XdwWmr4YgqImEk9xbSS7E9zedc5hPSilZz1BU-x6UMOW4aKKp__iPRUG3mhxVq2QlumoO_2gApIw7WrIq7_JxMQYeDkzPReLvIEPNpd4PTO8Ib8zk/s1600/20110423104634.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600065070206851922" 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/AVvXsEiBg8-BdTHYZf7HVBkBRZxFaXdM95XdwWmr4YgqImEk9xbSS7E9zedc5hPSilZz1BU-x6UMOW4aKKp__iPRUG3mhxVq2QlumoO_2gApIw7WrIq7_JxMQYeDkzPReLvIEPNpd4PTO8Ib8zk/s320/20110423104634.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0