<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859</id><updated>2012-01-18T08:31:11.294-08:00</updated><category term='Birth'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='celebrate'/><category term='Blessing'/><category term='Brody'/><category term='Cake Pops'/><category term='Justin'/><category term='MG Photography'/><category term='organization'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Cards'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='games'/><category term='Kenzie'/><category term='Preschool'/><category term='Monkey'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>JAKE's Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4190849458065246851</id><published>2012-01-04T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:55:40.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Server:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Right Side)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, just like yesterday...shelves in need of clearing out!&lt;br /&gt;The top shelf was chock full of glass serving pitchers and miscellaneous linens in a color scheme I no longer care for.&amp;nbsp; The bottom shelf was the rest of my vase collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z61j7CykT1E/TxEI8D2dG6I/AAAAAAAABxc/QrjnCfhoDOs/s1600/IMG_7719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z61j7CykT1E/TxEI8D2dG6I/AAAAAAAABxc/QrjnCfhoDOs/s400/IMG_7719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;much more organized display of pitchers on the top shelf and the bottom shelf now houses my wine and champagne glasses (next to the wine of course, duh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXfbyCBIZuc/TxEI8UKdNzI/AAAAAAAABxo/gJ8vLbYQvlY/s1600/IMG_7726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXfbyCBIZuc/TxEI8UKdNzI/AAAAAAAABxo/gJ8vLbYQvlY/s400/IMG_7726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with a nice pile of linens, vases, candles, etc - some for donation and some to toss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4190849458065246851?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4190849458065246851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4190849458065246851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4190849458065246851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4190849458065246851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2012/01/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z61j7CykT1E/TxEI8D2dG6I/AAAAAAAABxc/QrjnCfhoDOs/s72-c/IMG_7719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7970259112004561179</id><published>2012-01-03T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:45:42.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Server:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Left Side)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece of furniture is a great way for me to decorate and have some useful space for parties when needed especially since my home is quite limited when it comes to useful space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, these shelves tend to become a cluttered mess of things I don't&amp;nbsp;often use (or simply have too much of!)&amp;nbsp; This left side was a jumbled mess of vases, candles and candle holders.&amp;nbsp; It was well past time to thin them&amp;nbsp;out.&amp;nbsp; I was able to eliminate several candles that were past their good burning hours, holders I don't like anymore and vases that haven't seen flowers in years (Ahem...Justin!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IaNwk3d4ffY/TxEGTPEygcI/AAAAAAAABxE/X-u-W20TjJM/s1600/IMG_7718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IaNwk3d4ffY/TxEGTPEygcI/AAAAAAAABxE/X-u-W20TjJM/s400/IMG_7718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was able to make the top shelf vases (still in need of flowers!) and the bottom shelf candles that &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; get used.&amp;nbsp; I'll revisit this space again maybe 6 months from now and whatever hasn't been used is... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;outta here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yKxL1sybZw/TxEGTBuFrkI/AAAAAAAABxM/arU-x-t5ehI/s1600/IMG_7735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yKxL1sybZw/TxEGTBuFrkI/AAAAAAAABxM/arU-x-t5ehI/s400/IMG_7735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bookshelf:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow this space just turns into a giant pile of toppling books.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's a good thing...it means we're reading together!!&amp;nbsp; So although it's now clean, this is one space&amp;nbsp;that will require constant upkeep and reorganizing from time to time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz6CQVHO4sY/TxEEODnqWCI/AAAAAAAABwI/mfH338mW19U/s1600/IMG_7799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz6CQVHO4sY/TxEEODnqWCI/AAAAAAAABwI/mfH338mW19U/s400/IMG_7799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mh9OSuJ7RmE/TxEEOFe3ApI/AAAAAAAABwQ/yQikMfDvFHE/s1600/IMG_7800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mh9OSuJ7RmE/TxEEOFe3ApI/AAAAAAAABwQ/yQikMfDvFHE/s400/IMG_7800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some books for Lainey's room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xV6aARekZPQ/TxEEOTwXZpI/AAAAAAAABwk/l4oKWIrN4jE/s1600/IMG_7803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xV6aARekZPQ/TxEEOTwXZpI/AAAAAAAABwk/l4oKWIrN4jE/s400/IMG_7803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some books for Kenzie's room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9s4TD1NrChM/TxEEO_3esZI/AAAAAAAABws/7l_10_JVRrc/s1600/IMG_7805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9s4TD1NrChM/TxEEO_3esZI/AAAAAAAABws/7l_10_JVRrc/s400/IMG_7805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some ready for donation!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NLLhUpW8co/TxEEPOVMDUI/AAAAAAAABw8/nnTQ9vMitIY/s1600/IMG_7808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NLLhUpW8co/TxEEPOVMDUI/AAAAAAAABw8/nnTQ9vMitIY/s400/IMG_7808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8498047670904013322?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8498047670904013322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8498047670904013322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8498047670904013322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8498047670904013322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2012/01/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz6CQVHO4sY/TxEEODnqWCI/AAAAAAAABwI/mfH338mW19U/s72-c/IMG_7799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5914164522603964673</id><published>2012-01-01T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:27:54.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;It's day ONE of my challenge so I decided to start small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with #1 on my list but won't necessarily be&amp;nbsp;going in any particular order as I continue.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Since I can't tell from day-to-day how much time I'll have to accomplish the spaces on my list I will skip around depending on the day.&amp;nbsp; Some of my spaces are quite an undertaking while others are&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more manageable and may only take 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today's space was: &lt;strong&gt;pantry cupboard!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBOwB58XLmQ/Twp44tGWVdI/AAAAAAAABoA/hrsl6Pv91YU/s1600/IMG_7467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBOwB58XLmQ/Twp44tGWVdI/AAAAAAAABoA/hrsl6Pv91YU/s400/IMG_7467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nLgCrTgu0A4/Twp44o2zIfI/AAAAAAAABoI/4ujxKZZarrc/s1600/IMG_7468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nLgCrTgu0A4/Twp44o2zIfI/AAAAAAAABoI/4ujxKZZarrc/s400/IMG_7468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...organized, LOTS thrown and much easier to access what I need when I need it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5914164522603964673?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5914164522603964673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5914164522603964673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5914164522603964673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5914164522603964673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2012/01/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBOwB58XLmQ/Twp44tGWVdI/AAAAAAAABoA/hrsl6Pv91YU/s72-c/IMG_7467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-627004662159273718</id><published>2011-12-31T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:39:41.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!  2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJRkmuZty-k/TwqHtuAt8GI/AAAAAAAABs8/NB7y7IntCZ8/s1600/IMG_7663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJRkmuZty-k/TwqHtuAt8GI/AAAAAAAABs8/NB7y7IntCZ8/s400/IMG_7663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent our New Year's Eve celebrating with neighborhood friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiOrXXC3hkw/TwqHtirP9fI/AAAAAAAABtE/TC5idDqPVCw/s1600/IMG_7661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiOrXXC3hkw/TwqHtirP9fI/AAAAAAAABtE/TC5idDqPVCw/s400/IMG_7661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay was rockin' it to Justin Beiber....with all the kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlJ1eDMHOKA/TwqHtm3WmMI/AAAAAAAABtM/tgNSfWQcnoQ/s1600/IMG_7666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlJ1eDMHOKA/TwqHtm3WmMI/AAAAAAAABtM/tgNSfWQcnoQ/s400/IMG_7666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Party people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcpJsn11-ZA/TwqHt1GljkI/AAAAAAAABtY/mwIxwRTglNc/s1600/IMG_7668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcpJsn11-ZA/TwqHt1GljkI/AAAAAAAABtY/mwIxwRTglNc/s400/IMG_7668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhGFqN5rqW0/TwqHuc6b_6I/AAAAAAAABts/bz9atG1jOkc/s1600/IMG_7671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhGFqN5rqW0/TwqHuc6b_6I/AAAAAAAABts/bz9atG1jOkc/s400/IMG_7671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lMn6r7Tej9s/TwqHvQLwqcI/AAAAAAAABt4/31uR61fsr2w/s1600/IMG_7672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lMn6r7Tej9s/TwqHvQLwqcI/AAAAAAAABt4/31uR61fsr2w/s400/IMG_7672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hostess with the mostess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjyUhkw99Rw/TwqHvpYziaI/AAAAAAAABuA/KbXz4QCvZLc/s1600/IMG_7673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjyUhkw99Rw/TwqHvpYziaI/AAAAAAAABuA/KbXz4QCvZLc/s400/IMG_7673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw8_4yG9-40/TwqHv4sgmBI/AAAAAAAABuQ/sQJU-QapYIE/s1600/IMG_7676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw8_4yG9-40/TwqHv4sgmBI/AAAAAAAABuQ/sQJU-QapYIE/s400/IMG_7676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our parties have changed over the years...from too much cheap champagne, beer and wine to SPARKLING APPLE CIDER and the cutest bunch of little people I can imagine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qgm98ywooUA/TwqHxL_eMfI/AAAAAAAABuc/6bmWAN11nNM/s1600/IMG_7679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qgm98ywooUA/TwqHxL_eMfI/AAAAAAAABuc/6bmWAN11nNM/s400/IMG_7679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;CHEERS FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJqAJibjceo/TwqHyAbn0XI/AAAAAAAABu0/kZoexBlpssg/s1600/IMG_7685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJqAJibjceo/TwqHyAbn0XI/AAAAAAAABu0/kZoexBlpssg/s400/IMG_7685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dKI8WNMeVU8/TwqHyc-CDZI/AAAAAAAABvA/FZj_WJfe7sA/s1600/IMG_7688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dKI8WNMeVU8/TwqHyc-CDZI/AAAAAAAABvA/FZj_WJfe7sA/s400/IMG_7688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Party Poppers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0pbdFbrQb4/TwqHzXwnVoI/AAAAAAAABvM/kHOjQp9ognE/s1600/IMG_7689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0pbdFbrQb4/TwqHzXwnVoI/AAAAAAAABvM/kHOjQp9ognE/s400/IMG_7689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNL0XwansaQ/TwqHze4fpVI/AAAAAAAABvU/eWEv6oNmK7o/s1600/IMG_7691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNL0XwansaQ/TwqHze4fpVI/AAAAAAAABvU/eWEv6oNmK7o/s400/IMG_7691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-627004662159273718?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/627004662159273718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=627004662159273718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/627004662159273718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/627004662159273718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='Happy New Year!  2012'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJRkmuZty-k/TwqHtuAt8GI/AAAAAAAABs8/NB7y7IntCZ8/s72-c/IMG_7663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2726995697542742707</id><published>2011-12-29T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:10:03.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin'/><title type='text'>33 Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUSTIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated Justin's 33 years of life...what better way to express my love&amp;nbsp;than through his favorite meal...PIZZA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTmQpMxCtyY/Twp90RoXHSI/AAAAAAAABoY/L1lELzsgQAA/s1600/IMG_7470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTmQpMxCtyY/Twp90RoXHSI/AAAAAAAABoY/L1lELzsgQAA/s400/IMG_7470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a homemade cake - chocolate, chocolate...and 33 candles of course!&amp;nbsp; Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KUBl3AxmzvI/Twp90QpoRrI/AAAAAAAABog/HW9YCJnL8U4/s1600/IMG_7477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KUBl3AxmzvI/Twp90QpoRrI/AAAAAAAABog/HW9YCJnL8U4/s400/IMG_7477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAkE a WiSh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqL0KkPVoio/Twp90kOgfQI/AAAAAAAABow/wGFz-ntpEeA/s1600/IMG_7478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqL0KkPVoio/Twp90kOgfQI/AAAAAAAABow/wGFz-ntpEeA/s400/IMG_7478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a great group to celebrate with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgJIwqccPo/Twp91EM_woI/AAAAAAAABo8/FmL2Ez8UPvA/s1600/IMG_7482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgJIwqccPo/Twp91EM_woI/AAAAAAAABo8/FmL2Ez8UPvA/s400/IMG_7482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who likes cake?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBx-dTNoN_o/Twp91fRBOII/AAAAAAAABpE/3Ih3vkXGtCA/s1600/IMG_7487.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBx-dTNoN_o/Twp91fRBOII/AAAAAAAABpE/3Ih3vkXGtCA/s320/IMG_7487.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenzie does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UV7FEpzjpQw/Twp96jOLDgI/AAAAAAAABrk/SGTkaN-OEd4/s1600/IMG_7488.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UV7FEpzjpQw/Twp96jOLDgI/AAAAAAAABrk/SGTkaN-OEd4/s320/IMG_7488.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qn3x9D5I6CQ/Twp97DKkBNI/AAAAAAAABr0/K0mkBrH8mvk/s1600/IMG_7489.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qn3x9D5I6CQ/Twp97DKkBNI/AAAAAAAABr0/K0mkBrH8mvk/s320/IMG_7489.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addie Does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brody does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I4OMorJuaw/Twp_sqImvSI/AAAAAAAABsw/PkGbkZm7tcg/s1600/IMG_7486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I4OMorJuaw/Twp_sqImvSI/AAAAAAAABsw/PkGbkZm7tcg/s320/IMG_7486.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV2nwIelQUA/Twp979UbVGI/AAAAAAAABr8/Y8dqRdtwaYA/s1600/IMG_7490.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV2nwIelQUA/Twp979UbVGI/AAAAAAAABr8/Y8dqRdtwaYA/s320/IMG_7490.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay...Noah couldn't have any but that look says, "Can I mom?!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now for some games!&amp;nbsp; Look at the talent...can you hover a ping pong ball in the air?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtjzsgqLNaI/Twp91eSyi5I/AAAAAAAABpM/2l3ZjFAd7oo/s1600/IMG_7507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtjzsgqLNaI/Twp91eSyi5I/AAAAAAAABpM/2l3ZjFAd7oo/s400/IMG_7507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like an intense game of Foosball...so many little hands to help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUitBB_Jbc0/Twp91pHdexI/AAAAAAAABpg/Dy9nF35R99Q/s1600/IMG_7513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUitBB_Jbc0/Twp91pHdexI/AAAAAAAABpg/Dy9nF35R99Q/s400/IMG_7513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ping-Pong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6yewpK3xfI/Twp93O-zDWI/AAAAAAAABpo/TzwMlq8sBUU/s1600/IMG_7519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6yewpK3xfI/Twp93O-zDWI/AAAAAAAABpo/TzwMlq8sBUU/s400/IMG_7519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GAME&amp;nbsp;ON sisters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NwhwFizBaY4/Twp93DusVcI/AAAAAAAABp8/Xx2bPlUxiHg/s1600/IMG_7525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NwhwFizBaY4/Twp93DusVcI/AAAAAAAABp8/Xx2bPlUxiHg/s400/IMG_7525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenzie giving it a try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0qbyeu6ZSw/Twp94EwbCMI/AAAAAAAABqE/klJHX491i7o/s1600/IMG_7528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0qbyeu6ZSw/Twp94EwbCMI/AAAAAAAABqE/klJHX491i7o/s400/IMG_7528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I can, I think I can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-969rEMpYDS4/Twp94YtOWWI/AAAAAAAABqM/mxKLJwd4bsM/s1600/IMG_7531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-969rEMpYDS4/Twp94YtOWWI/AAAAAAAABqM/mxKLJwd4bsM/s400/IMG_7531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bean bag toss...action shot!&amp;nbsp; (I'm surprised they didn't aim for the camera woman!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugph01w3oj8/Twp94SOgXDI/AAAAAAAABqc/BLo7hWkkPJ4/s1600/IMG_7537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugph01w3oj8/Twp94SOgXDI/AAAAAAAABqc/BLo7hWkkPJ4/s400/IMG_7537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say "ChEeSe" Birthday Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iE-LRf7TMnA/Twp95PfFLgI/AAAAAAAABqo/snfJSs5uOss/s1600/IMG_7575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iE-LRf7TMnA/Twp95PfFLgI/AAAAAAAABqo/snfJSs5uOss/s400/IMG_7575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lainey and Grandpa...she was still a little under the weather :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pK_nCH3ErNA/Twp95IUCvTI/AAAAAAAABqw/08b7wSth73I/s1600/IMG_7577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pK_nCH3ErNA/Twp95IUCvTI/AAAAAAAABqw/08b7wSth73I/s400/IMG_7577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay show-off...playing with two paddles now!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wk7u08cNoPM/Twp95fJcL1I/AAAAAAAABq4/ToyrSaS3ax4/s1600/IMG_7578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wk7u08cNoPM/Twp95fJcL1I/AAAAAAAABq4/ToyrSaS3ax4/s400/IMG_7578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When all other games have been played, why not end the night trying to hit your head on the ceiling?&amp;nbsp; (Huh?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raLo7MYbbzk/Twp95cc5MEI/AAAAAAAABrI/LWDL1KtC4oA/s1600/IMG_7581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raLo7MYbbzk/Twp95cc5MEI/AAAAAAAABrI/LWDL1KtC4oA/s400/IMG_7581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6gV6wp80so/Twp96cF9obI/AAAAAAAABrY/EWXVv3Cwk5A/s1600/IMG_7583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6gV6wp80so/Twp96cF9obI/AAAAAAAABrY/EWXVv3Cwk5A/s400/IMG_7583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and the winner...&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2726995697542742707?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2726995697542742707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2726995697542742707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2726995697542742707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2726995697542742707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2011/12/33-years.html' title='33 Years!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTmQpMxCtyY/Twp90RoXHSI/AAAAAAAABoY/L1lELzsgQAA/s72-c/IMG_7470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7869187843744149443</id><published>2011-12-28T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:16:10.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>40 Days</title><content type='html'>My challenge is set!&amp;nbsp; Thanks to my friend &lt;a href="http://norvellove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt; who read &lt;a href="http://www.littlelucylu.com/2011/03/40-bags-in-40-days-challenge.html"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; and threw it out there (&lt;em&gt;with the offer to help no less&lt;/em&gt;) I am going to begin &lt;strong&gt;40 bags in 40 days&lt;/strong&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I thought about waiting until the 40 days of lent to do this as the post suggests but let's get real, my spaces need help NOW!&amp;nbsp; And, I'm sure I can come up with &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; 40 spaces before April to do this again anyway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....starting January 1st I am making this one of my "New Year's Resolutions" to get&amp;nbsp; - &lt;em&gt;and stay&lt;/em&gt; - organized in&amp;nbsp; 2012!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list...let the &lt;strike&gt;fun&lt;/strike&gt; work begin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zz3aFkoZ7RU/TwobdCdqHlI/AAAAAAAABn0/3k8IS84Thyo/s1600/Blog+40+bags+in+40+days.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zz3aFkoZ7RU/TwobdCdqHlI/AAAAAAAABn0/3k8IS84Thyo/s400/Blog+40+bags+in+40+days.png" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-7869187843744149443?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/7869187843744149443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=7869187843744149443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7869187843744149443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7869187843744149443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2011/12/40-days.html' title='40 Days'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zz3aFkoZ7RU/TwobdCdqHlI/AAAAAAAABn0/3k8IS84Thyo/s72-c/Blog+40+bags+in+40+days.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2487183157865779708</id><published>2011-12-22T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:08:23.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Counting our blessings at Christmas time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;I love Christmas and one of my favorite things is getting Christmas cards from many of our dear friends and family.&amp;nbsp; I love to see the creativity, the smiling faces,&amp;nbsp; and how much each family has grown and changed&amp;nbsp;over the year.&amp;nbsp; There are some who include Christmas letters - many of which are funny and many quite infomative.&amp;nbsp; Some send photos of just the kids while others show moments captured during family vacations throughout the year.&amp;nbsp; No matter what, I look forward to each one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a look at the simple way I display the cards we receive - a ribbon on nails near our dinner table.&amp;nbsp; I can look upon the display several times a day and smile and be thankful for each one of these families in our life!&amp;nbsp; I pray for each one and am reminded of the memories we've shared together and what a blessing each one is to us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhaqoQK8DGU/TvQXV4YhFuI/AAAAAAAABhI/oJkvGhQRWt4/s1600/IMG_7195.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhaqoQK8DGU/TvQXV4YhFuI/AAAAAAAABhI/oJkvGhQRWt4/s400/IMG_7195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Christmas has come and gone it makes me a little sad to take these photos down - this year they won't be forgotten though!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a crafty idea up my sleeve, just you wait and see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until then, I'll leave you with a look at one of the photos on our card this year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Merry Christmas from our family to yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n68wPyURbts/TvQXWPOaLaI/AAAAAAAABhU/rj1wAk5kXAY/s1600/DSC_5243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n68wPyURbts/TvQXWPOaLaI/AAAAAAAABhU/rj1wAk5kXAY/s400/DSC_5243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Taken at &lt;em&gt;Red Rocks in Morrison, CO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Photo by MG Photography used with permission 2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2487183157865779708?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2487183157865779708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2487183157865779708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2487183157865779708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2487183157865779708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2011/12/counting-our-blessings-at-christmas.html' title='Counting our blessings at Christmas time'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhaqoQK8DGU/TvQXV4YhFuI/AAAAAAAABhI/oJkvGhQRWt4/s72-c/IMG_7195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-337752368472471887</id><published>2011-12-18T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T21:49:14.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake Pops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas is so SWEET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;I love to bake anytime but Christmas time treats are&amp;nbsp;so fun!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;With so many parties to attend&amp;nbsp;it's a great chance to share my creatvity and my&amp;nbsp;sweet tooth with others!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Last year for Christmas, my older &lt;a href="http://www.flibbertigibberish.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt; (who knows my love for baking and creating!) gave me a fun book: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cake-Pops-Tricks-Recipes-Irresistible/dp/0811876373"&gt;Cake Pops&lt;/a&gt; by Bakerella. So, for our church small group Christmas party I whipped out a batch of&amp;nbsp; these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qoc_YGjp6Ew/TvOEgxrlWxI/AAAAAAAABgk/nXm9ZJ3GFR0/s1600/IMG_7157.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qoc_YGjp6Ew/TvOEgxrlWxI/AAAAAAAABgk/nXm9ZJ3GFR0/s400/IMG_7157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved how&amp;nbsp;the trees turned out and I placed them on a bed of giant "snowballs" inserted in some cotton batting for a winter wonderland display of deliciousness!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were a huge hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYg6Wv6GVKQ/TvOEhPU0FXI/AAAAAAAABg0/PctwE2siusY/s1600/IMG_7159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYg6Wv6GVKQ/TvOEhPU0FXI/AAAAAAAABg0/PctwE2siusY/s400/IMG_7159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bxgHAupN4j4/TvOEg6yVL4I/AAAAAAAABgY/LVdl6PXhhmg/s1600/IMG_7152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bxgHAupN4j4/TvOEg6yVL4I/AAAAAAAABgY/LVdl6PXhhmg/s400/IMG_7152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-337752368472471887?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/337752368472471887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=337752368472471887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/337752368472471887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/337752368472471887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-so-sweet.html' title='Christmas is so SWEET!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qoc_YGjp6Ew/TvOEgxrlWxI/AAAAAAAABgk/nXm9ZJ3GFR0/s72-c/IMG_7157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-1251149416761563851</id><published>2011-11-20T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:25:00.004-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MG Photography'/><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; My MOPS group did a fall fundraiser holding a photo shoot for familys in our group.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;hired&amp;nbsp;a dear friend, Missy Goodenow of &lt;a href="http://www.missygoodenowphotography.com/"&gt;MG Photography&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and drove to Morrison to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://redrocksonline.com/HoursDirectionsMaps.aspx"&gt;Red Rocks&lt;/a&gt; Trading Post and surrounding area for some beautiful Colorado scenery.&amp;nbsp; Here's what we got - she's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet little family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mxK0dHwqB3w/TvQbMggxNzI/AAAAAAAABhg/-upN02HvxGM/s1600/DSC_5243.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mxK0dHwqB3w/TvQbMggxNzI/AAAAAAAABhg/-upN02HvxGM/s400/DSC_5243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love that Kenzie smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4EeFSgTcG-Q/TvQbM3tcyGI/AAAAAAAABho/ejJnRw2afWg/s1600/DSC_5284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4EeFSgTcG-Q/TvQbM3tcyGI/AAAAAAAABho/ejJnRw2afWg/s400/DSC_5284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHS1hpeLnBE/TvQbNTDstRI/AAAAAAAABiE/u1j4fbecL1g/s1600/DSC_5353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHS1hpeLnBE/TvQbNTDstRI/AAAAAAAABiE/u1j4fbecL1g/s400/DSC_5353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello Lainey-bug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70HAF3Xstdo/TvQbM25U1oI/AAAAAAAABh0/tq2imW1Sk2s/s1600/DSC_5318.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70HAF3Xstdo/TvQbM25U1oI/AAAAAAAABh0/tq2imW1Sk2s/s400/DSC_5318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pH9Vp25aFCs/TvQbOZxeDaI/AAAAAAAABiQ/k1P0v5uuMKg/s1600/DSC_5441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pH9Vp25aFCs/TvQbOZxeDaI/AAAAAAAABiQ/k1P0v5uuMKg/s400/DSC_5441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many more photos taken than just&amp;nbsp;these but I could only choose 5 for now...perhaps I'll order more of the others, the&amp;nbsp;decision was too hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-1251149416761563851?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/1251149416761563851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=1251149416761563851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1251149416761563851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1251149416761563851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mxK0dHwqB3w/TvQbMggxNzI/AAAAAAAABhg/-upN02HvxGM/s72-c/DSC_5243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4911395435597564138</id><published>2011-09-07T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:38:17.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenzie'/><title type='text'>She's a MONKEY! (Preschool)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenzie starts her 2nd year of Preschool and she is SOOO excited!&amp;nbsp; We loved her school last year and are back again for even more fun!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found out this year she will be in the Monkey Class!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always knew she was a MONKEY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IK_26lasqmc/TqL3aiJgyuI/AAAAAAAABR8/cKL20j7eRIk/s1600/IMG_4620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IK_26lasqmc/TqL3aiJgyuI/AAAAAAAABR8/cKL20j7eRIk/s640/IMG_4620.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EdCdWO4RaoU/TqL3a0gXicI/AAAAAAAABSU/yj1VMDDLRB0/s1600/IMG_4622.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EdCdWO4RaoU/TqL3a0gXicI/AAAAAAAABSU/yj1VMDDLRB0/s400/IMG_4622.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrYx37iO1z0/TqL3ayGdGcI/AAAAAAAABSE/nT7ZxYEFThE/s1600/IMG_4621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrYx37iO1z0/TqL3ayGdGcI/AAAAAAAABSE/nT7ZxYEFThE/s400/IMG_4621.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEzpTO22xWg/TqL3bcOno_I/AAAAAAAABSc/bjuAT6avCSA/s1600/IMG_4625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEzpTO22xWg/TqL3bcOno_I/AAAAAAAABSc/bjuAT6avCSA/s400/IMG_4625.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good thing there's Dress-Up!!&amp;nbsp; ...A favorite of this girl's!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JF4wjUPcRo8/TqL3bgAv7CI/AAAAAAAABSs/jv4oYgWaAkg/s1600/IMG_4626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JF4wjUPcRo8/TqL3bgAv7CI/AAAAAAAABSs/jv4oYgWaAkg/s400/IMG_4626.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"K" for Kenzie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeR-_3_uK9Y/TqL3cOzKvbI/AAAAAAAABS4/52Qtx5yhehc/s1600/IMG_4631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeR-_3_uK9Y/TqL3cOzKvbI/AAAAAAAABS4/52Qtx5yhehc/s400/IMG_4631.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YULo1SjAuR8/TqL3cah9zNI/AAAAAAAABTA/ZGKnOuUWmBg/s1600/IMG_4634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YULo1SjAuR8/TqL3cah9zNI/AAAAAAAABTA/ZGKnOuUWmBg/s640/IMG_4634.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenzie's teacher this year...&amp;nbsp;Ms. Erika!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_6WnxAh_3Q/TqL3dVyz6eI/AAAAAAAABTY/29rHUMR3HO0/s1600/IMG_4638.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_6WnxAh_3Q/TqL3dVyz6eI/AAAAAAAABTY/29rHUMR3HO0/s640/IMG_4638.JPG" width="410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKlxNV4X5kk/TqL3dUHxvcI/AAAAAAAABTo/hYEJbCzgiXo/s1600/IMG_4643.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKlxNV4X5kk/TqL3dUHxvcI/AAAAAAAABTo/hYEJbCzgiXo/s400/IMG_4643.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jTtR3F4mdjw/TqL3cpy2zLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/iqKwYm9dFMQ/s1600/IMG_4636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jTtR3F4mdjw/TqL3cpy2zLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/iqKwYm9dFMQ/s400/IMG_4636.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqTP7ltqP_E/TqL3dwlOTsI/AAAAAAAABTw/niK5khfchOo/s1600/IMG_4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqTP7ltqP_E/TqL3dwlOTsI/AAAAAAAABTw/niK5khfchOo/s640/IMG_4645.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bye, Mom! Ready to learn and play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border: 0px currentColor; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4911395435597564138?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4911395435597564138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4911395435597564138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4911395435597564138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4911395435597564138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2011/09/shes-monkey-preschool.html' title='She&apos;s a MONKEY! (Preschool)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IK_26lasqmc/TqL3aiJgyuI/AAAAAAAABR8/cKL20j7eRIk/s72-c/IMG_4620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-3664081804956647528</id><published>2009-11-01T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:24:25.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>As promised I am posting what will probably be my longest post ever. I have so much to catch up on...some GREAT, some good, lots of fun times as well as some sad. Well, it's a huge task to catch up on life since last January, almost a year has come and gone...but here goes nothing (and I'll try to keep it brief!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;January 2009...Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 23 months old Kenzie went potty by herself for the first time! Way to Go Kenzie!! We were so proud of her...although I think she was a little camera shy. (I love the sweet look on her face - I promise sweetheart, I won't show your future prom date this picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408956751135429890" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxB5gdzg1QI/AAAAAAAAA14/1QztPsmLhaI/s200/Kenzie+on+potty.bmp" style="display: block; height: 148px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; width: 200px;" /&gt;January brought beautiful days worthy of fun at the park! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409035775957588850" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDBYUNU23I/AAAAAAAAA2o/Uw39llmIwu8/s200/Christmas+2008+683.jpg" style="display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; width: 150px;" /&gt; And finally, after 3 months on the market (drum roll please...) we received an offer on our condo!! After 5 1/2 years we say "goodbye" to &lt;em&gt;Redstone Ridge&lt;/em&gt; and "hello" to a new house! Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kenzie also go to visit the Children's Museum for the first time. She had a great time playing and spending time with her cousins. She loves to paint, dance and pretend. Her Aunt Angie even showed her how to eat nuts like a squirrel...can you spot the nut? (She's wearing a green!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcQdOFjAI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9tvurKGBnpc/s1600/IMG_0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409065327751695362" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcQdOFjAI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9tvurKGBnpc/s200/IMG_0864.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409033808370350706" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxC_lyX-OnI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/86S0WmMUPcY/s200/Christmas+2008+906.jpg" style="display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDiySau1pI/AAAAAAAAA54/TVpR6cGzwF4/s1600/IMG_0956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409072506037261970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDiySau1pI/AAAAAAAAA54/TVpR6cGzwF4/s200/IMG_0956.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409034487419823266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDANUB-5KI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ngzLrma0QrM/s200/Christmas+2008+892.jpg" style="display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; width: 150px;" /&gt;At the end of January our family took a weekend away with good friends to my employer's house in Silverthorne. We got to take all of our kiddos out on a snowshoeing adventure!! Boy was it an adventure...&lt;br /&gt;We had two girls in backpacks and a boy on a sled so the men had their work cut out for them. It was a beautiful day to be out! All was going well until we had the brilliant idea to send our friends' son down the hill on the sled by himself for us moms to catch at the bottom. The sled took an unexpected turn, down a &lt;em&gt;different &lt;/em&gt;hill through deep powder snow between two trees making him land face first in a pile! With the girls on their backs the dad's ran down to get him (with us laughing because the whole thing was a sight to see!) and they pulled him out. One grabbed the boy, the other grabbed the sled and both were waist deep in snow. Needless to say, the poor boy didn't want to go sledding anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFDo1pwiI/AAAAAAAAA2w/yqWxmFCgGGo/s1600/Christmas+2008+916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409039818764698146" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFDo1pwiI/AAAAAAAAA2w/yqWxmFCgGGo/s200/Christmas+2008+916.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFETxWHmI/AAAAAAAAA3A/x38mpo4aqeA/s1600/Christmas+2008+936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409039830289358434" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFETxWHmI/AAAAAAAAA3A/x38mpo4aqeA/s200/Christmas+2008+936.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFD8J3TlI/AAAAAAAAA24/iwc04odt3J8/s1600/Christmas+2008+918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409039823949745746" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFD8J3TlI/AAAAAAAAA24/iwc04odt3J8/s200/Christmas+2008+918.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFEk9zwnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/lgDO1AyVxGA/s1600/Christmas+2008+937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409039834905035378" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDFEk9zwnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/lgDO1AyVxGA/s200/Christmas+2008+937.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;nbsp&gt;February&lt;/nbsp&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;We moved in with my parents while we were between houses. It was SO nice of them to open their (new) house to the three of us (plus the cat, even though she was banished to the laundry room for 6 weeks...). We felt like it was home while we were there and the company was nice! Kenzie absolutely loved it...and she still thinks she has a room there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valentines was spent with the two loves of my life! Here's my cute little valentine showing some love of her own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDLB-WnFhI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/UjxFVc-nY3E/s1600/IMG_1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409046387250107922" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDLB-WnFhI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/UjxFVc-nY3E/s200/IMG_1065.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFjHN00_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/0jI1j895_Yw/s1600/IMG_1066.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409321834471805938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFjHN00_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/0jI1j895_Yw/s200/IMG_1066.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Kenzie's 2nd birthday while we were living there. The family joined us for a pizza party to make our own pizza's! It was fun and some got creative! (Way to go Mom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNjd1sxaI/AAAAAAAAA34/PiG5Etgb5TE/s1600/IMG_1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409049161660941730" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNjd1sxaI/AAAAAAAAA34/PiG5Etgb5TE/s200/IMG_1122.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNi_T1uqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/DpKoqZzITgA/s1600/IMG_1141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409049153465858722" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNi_T1uqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/DpKoqZzITgA/s200/IMG_1141.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNjmnE6AI/AAAAAAAAA4A/I2NRkQxnLnU/s1600/IMG_1194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409049164015527938" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNjmnE6AI/AAAAAAAAA4A/I2NRkQxnLnU/s200/IMG_1194.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNiSDlnCI/AAAAAAAAA3g/5CGIgmKsKhs/s1600/IMG_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409049141318097954" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDNiSDlnCI/AAAAAAAAA3g/5CGIgmKsKhs/s200/IMG_1113.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While living there we also found out we were expecting baby #2! We were so excited not only to have a new house but a new baby on the way too. Little did we know God's plans for us would change...(more on this later) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good March snow storm meant building snowmen!....inside Grandma!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409053960316996546" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDR6yOdS8I/AAAAAAAAA4I/hCGAdhhVILY/s200/IMG_1492.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDR7N0CoII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/84ISKhr0d2k/s1600/IMG_1491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409053967722389634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDR7N0CoII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/84ISKhr0d2k/s200/IMG_1491.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 28th - MOVING DAY! ...Home Sweet Home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great moving crew and were SO thankful for the help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDR8MWDxzI/AAAAAAAAA4o/NUg1M7SyjNA/s1600/IMG_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409053984508069682" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDR8MWDxzI/AAAAAAAAA4o/NUg1M7SyjNA/s200/IMG_1505.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDR79iT8mI/AAAAAAAAA4g/IsTl7ZknLio/s1600/IMG_1510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409053980532929122" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDR79iT8mI/AAAAAAAAA4g/IsTl7ZknLio/s200/IMG_1510.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDY5ykeZaI/AAAAAAAAA44/F-olrabpHrw/s1600/IMG_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409061639810868642" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDY5ykeZaI/AAAAAAAAA44/F-olrabpHrw/s200/IMG_1518.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month brought sadness. After only a week in our new house I had a miscarriage. Not the way we had wanted things to go...it was a painful, dark, tear filled couple of weeks. I'll share more from my heart regarding this later...thankfully time (and prayer) heals all wounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter was a bittersweet reminder of the death we had just experienced but a beautiful reminder of life in Christ! We spent time with family and it was especially fun this year with Kenzie when Aunt Angie invited us to a scavenger hunt hosted by a good friend of hers. At a beautiful home on the country, eggs, children and giggles were everywhere to be found!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDY6bsVRZI/AAAAAAAAA5I/OUew_Iy_G2I/s1600/IMG_1534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409061650849678738" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDY6bsVRZI/AAAAAAAAA5I/OUew_Iy_G2I/s200/IMG_1534.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDY6AGcSeI/AAAAAAAAA5A/m2eqPyupQjo/s1600/IMG_1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409061643442997730" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDY6AGcSeI/AAAAAAAAA5A/m2eqPyupQjo/s200/IMG_1519.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following day (on Easter) we gathered for our usual celebration at Mom and Dad's.&lt;br /&gt;We missed Abby though...she was sick :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little one's sure did enjoy their treats from Grandma...Kenzie was especially fond of her new bunny friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcR-cSr1I/AAAAAAAAA5w/SgZaZwmEe2Q/s1600/IMG_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409065353849515858" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcR-cSr1I/AAAAAAAAA5w/SgZaZwmEe2Q/s200/IMG_1611.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcQ5WN3aI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/835evK7NI1s/s1600/IMG_1576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409065335301987746" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcQ5WN3aI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/835evK7NI1s/s200/IMG_1576.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcRKtnr2I/AAAAAAAAA5g/GwdSJzEuegE/s1600/IMG_1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409065339963551586" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcRKtnr2I/AAAAAAAAA5g/GwdSJzEuegE/s200/IMG_1585.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcRWjgwfI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5J4P48WvT6o/s1600/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409065343142380018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDcRWjgwfI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5J4P48WvT6o/s200/IMG_1605.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This month we spent a day at "Little Monkey Business" with a little friend of ours. The girls had a great time and definitely got their sillies out!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDizGO8gII/AAAAAAAAA6I/2O9RvI5bQcE/s1600/IMG_1721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409072519946469506" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDizGO8gII/AAAAAAAAA6I/2O9RvI5bQcE/s200/IMG_1721.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFigA9YFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/0Uqd3EfkWlI/s1600/IMG_1685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409321823948857426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFigA9YFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/0Uqd3EfkWlI/s200/IMG_1685.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Sue came to visit us from Minnesota. She was our first "guest" in our new house. Kenzie enjoyed her time with grandma and grandma was nice enough to babysit when Justin whisked me away for an overnight date. We had a nice dinner, night at the same hotel where we spent our wedding night and a couples massage the next morning! It was FABULOUS...and "&lt;em&gt;just because&lt;/em&gt;" which made it even better!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDizQpGVJI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/BCZd_PTGXg8/s1600/IMG_1828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409072522740520082" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDizQpGVJI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/BCZd_PTGXg8/s200/IMG_1828.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDiz-2BJgI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/MOqOa_FWIuY/s1600/IMG_1871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409072535142737410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDiz-2BJgI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/MOqOa_FWIuY/s200/IMG_1871.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer weather was a welcome thing and my sweet little helper loved watering the roses! And thanks to grandma (my mom) Kenzie had fun with sidewalk chalk!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkOM6OBoI/AAAAAAAAA64/rpUFVBCuobc/s1600/IMG_1923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409074085106681474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkOM6OBoI/AAAAAAAAA64/rpUFVBCuobc/s200/IMG_1923.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkNT_yDhI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Zv19HLbTEzE/s1600/IMG_1918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409074069829193234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkNT_yDhI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Zv19HLbTEzE/s200/IMG_1918.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkNxoRBoI/AAAAAAAAA6w/w87aAuy7c0Q/s1600/IMG_1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409074077783623298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkNxoRBoI/AAAAAAAAA6w/w87aAuy7c0Q/s200/IMG_1932.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkNPcphkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/aA_lgEaXssE/s1600/IMG_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409074068608091714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxDkNPcphkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/aA_lgEaXssE/s200/IMG_1912.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June also meant home improvements. We decided after trying to live with it for awhile the green carpet and ugly floor tiles had to go! We got to work installing our own hardwood floors...teamwork!! We also replaced the carpet in the family room and upstairs. It made a huge difference and we just LOVE how it looks and feels now. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFjQk1BKI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/UjAr5BeKxOQ/s1600/IMG_1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409321836984206498" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFjQk1BKI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/UjAr5BeKxOQ/s200/IMG_1935.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFj5mUyZI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/v0QBagvJTc8/s1600/IMG_1991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409321847996336530" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFj5mUyZI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/v0QBagvJTc8/s200/IMG_1991.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFkKu2wGI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0W_eSQUgXCc/s1600/IMG_1998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409321852595519586" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHFkKu2wGI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0W_eSQUgXCc/s200/IMG_1998.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMhsgA9lI/AAAAAAAAA7o/hkw2mj-xhOE/s1600/IMG_2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409329506701866578" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMhsgA9lI/AAAAAAAAA7o/hkw2mj-xhOE/s200/IMG_2001.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMh0cTlUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/j2zDGTN7Oqo/s1600/IMG_2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409329508833793346" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMh0cTlUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/j2zDGTN7Oqo/s200/IMG_2027.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More warm weather meant fun in the sun with friends, relaxing and enjoying eachother's company in the backyard! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMiOCl9zI/AAAAAAAAA74/WaiPAFNW8_g/s1600/Summer+2009+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409329515705268018" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMiOCl9zI/AAAAAAAAA74/WaiPAFNW8_g/s200/Summer+2009+233.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In August Justin decided on a last minute triathlon with one of our neighbors. Once again Kenzie crossed the finish line with her daddy! It was a great day for the race and Justin and Kate were happy to have participated.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMiYGuubI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Ebmkw0tiM9o/s1600/Summer+2009+365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409329518406973874" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMiYGuubI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Ebmkw0tiM9o/s200/Summer+2009+365.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMi_LhGnI/AAAAAAAAA8I/EcAdBgWxTb4/s1600/Summer+2009+373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409329528896035442" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHMi_LhGnI/AAAAAAAAA8I/EcAdBgWxTb4/s200/Summer+2009+373.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of August after a summer-long bible study with some neighborhood friends, the seven of us headed to Silverthorne for an overnight getaway to culminate our study and time together. We took an amazing hike and the waterfall at the top was well worth the 2 hours to reach it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_fOohxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/WmDhHJzLlhY/s1600/Summer+2009+427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409333317070259986" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_fOohxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/WmDhHJzLlhY/s200/Summer+2009+427.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP-luiAVI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/yn6lfinl8G0/s1600/Summer+2009+378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409333301634793810" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP-luiAVI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/yn6lfinl8G0/s200/Summer+2009+378.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_MbXRGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/6l68WgJFkbI/s1600/Summer+2009+425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409333312023381090" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_MbXRGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/6l68WgJFkbI/s200/Summer+2009+425.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over Labor Day weekend, Justin's brother Jeremy and his wife Megan and the twins, Jakson and Connor drove in from North Dakota for a visit. Their mom and sister also flew in from Minnesota to all stay with us! It was a house-full but really fun! Their other sister and brother-in-law spent time with us too (they live in town) and we had a great time watching the kidoos to gether. We went to the park a couple times and everyone had a good time! Even the big boys got to play!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_hoFhcI/AAAAAAAAA8o/E9b5Mtbidww/s1600/Summer+2009+579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409333317713888706" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_hoFhcI/AAAAAAAAA8o/E9b5Mtbidww/s200/Summer+2009+579.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTe3Ios8I/AAAAAAAAA84/lSy3vxrRU4A/s1600/Summer+2009+752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409337154598384578" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTe3Ios8I/AAAAAAAAA84/lSy3vxrRU4A/s200/Summer+2009+752.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_4-SxpI/AAAAAAAAA8w/hufM5gHh_kk/s1600/Summer+2009+697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409333323981047442" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHP_4-SxpI/AAAAAAAAA8w/hufM5gHh_kk/s200/Summer+2009+697.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTfAMZCiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/3mnC-hfgI2w/s1600/Summer+2009+754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409337157030054434" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTfAMZCiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/3mnC-hfgI2w/s200/Summer+2009+754.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of our company left Kenzie got to move into her big girl room in a BIG GIRL BED!! Yay! She was just a little excited! Not to mention, she did GREAT!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTfQACUiI/AAAAAAAAA9I/4GUYZyxLr1g/s1600/Summer+2009+897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409337161273201186" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTfQACUiI/AAAAAAAAA9I/4GUYZyxLr1g/s200/Summer+2009+897.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and I also celebrated our 7 year Anniversary together. My sweetie spoiled me with this gorgeous bouquet!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTfi06gNI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Nv7ZkRUxmD4/s1600/Summer+2009+950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409337166326825170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTfi06gNI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Nv7ZkRUxmD4/s200/Summer+2009+950.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month began with a road trip to Minnesota with my older sister and our three youngest kids. We took off to meet our parents in Breezy Point, MN for a week. 18 hours in a car with a 1, 2, and 3 year old = FUN! We had a great time and the kids were all SO good! Once there, we had fun shopping, reading with Grandpa, playing cards and enjoying the BEAUTIFUL Fall colors! We also ventured into the city for a day and spent 3 hours at the Mall of America and let the girls play at the amusement park. It was fun for all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTgIs0UBI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/1skXOghntPA/s1600/Fall+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409337176493412370" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHTgIs0UBI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/1skXOghntPA/s200/Fall+2009+005.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVmAH-JeI/AAAAAAAAA9g/0VaeIWGzqnE/s1600/Fall+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409339476293854690" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVmAH-JeI/AAAAAAAAA9g/0VaeIWGzqnE/s200/Fall+2009+012.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVmUo6oYI/AAAAAAAAA9o/2uVccyVtS14/s1600/Fall+2009+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409339481800745346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVmUo6oYI/AAAAAAAAA9o/2uVccyVtS14/s200/Fall+2009+049.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVms26dhI/AAAAAAAAA9w/QXFyKBgK6EY/s1600/Fall+2009+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409339488301905426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVms26dhI/AAAAAAAAA9w/QXFyKBgK6EY/s200/Fall+2009+152.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVm_QxS5I/AAAAAAAAA94/zU8RdXaiuEc/s1600/Fall+2009+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409339493242194834" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVm_QxS5I/AAAAAAAAA94/zU8RdXaiuEc/s200/Fall+2009+159.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid to late October brought more snow! LOTS of Snow!! Kenzie enjoyed playing outside and even helped me build our very first snowman together!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYjffVHEI/AAAAAAAAA-I/P5JOLoMv2bY/s1600/Fall+2009+313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409342731708603458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYjffVHEI/AAAAAAAAA-I/P5JOLoMv2bY/s200/Fall+2009+313.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYjpqlLaI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/IJU7i2xIxkg/s1600/Fall+2009+441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409342734440148386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYjpqlLaI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/IJU7i2xIxkg/s200/Fall+2009+441.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYkB10NjI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fG6FgT8cwLE/s1600/Fall+2009+446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409342740929721906" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYkB10NjI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fG6FgT8cwLE/s200/Fall+2009+446.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got invited to the neighbors for a Halloween party! We dressed up, made caramel apples and played with friends - what a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVnQDKXmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/WBhq4jippO0/s1600/Fall+2009+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409339497748520546" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHVnQDKXmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/WBhq4jippO0/s200/Fall+2009+239.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of treats...Kenzie got plenty when she dressed as the cutest little bumble bee and went trick-or-treating around the block. She was happy with her bag of goodies (and so were mom and dad!)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYkl_puTI/AAAAAAAAA-g/-3iC3Dvsy14/s1600/Fall+2009+472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409342750634654002" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYkl_puTI/AAAAAAAAA-g/-3iC3Dvsy14/s200/Fall+2009+472.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYk4hx4GI/AAAAAAAAA-o/obQziIv6MMI/s1600/Fall+2009+489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409342755609632866" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxHYk4hx4GI/AAAAAAAAA-o/obQziIv6MMI/s200/Fall+2009+489.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-3664081804956647528?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/3664081804956647528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=3664081804956647528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3664081804956647528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3664081804956647528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2009/11/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxB5gdzg1QI/AAAAAAAAA14/1QztPsmLhaI/s72-c/Kenzie+on+potty.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-8185496966172240521</id><published>2009-05-05T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:49:12.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's that Blog of mine???</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I'm still here.  Just a little (long) break but I'll be back...PROMISE!  I have much to catch you up on...Some GREAT, Some Good, Some Sad, but I'm still here.  See ya soon!  &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8185496966172240521?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8185496966172240521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8185496966172240521&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8185496966172240521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8185496966172240521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2009/05/wheres-that-blog-of-mine.html' title='Where&apos;s that Blog of mine???'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5420788445143493754</id><published>2008-12-29T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:07:29.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Justin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY 30th BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_9IYqnVEI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Z8-gp4RoBOA/s1600-h/Justin%27s+30th+Birthday+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287222808058221634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_9IYqnVEI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Z8-gp4RoBOA/s400/Justin%27s+30th+Birthday+Collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5420788445143493754?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5420788445143493754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5420788445143493754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5420788445143493754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5420788445143493754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-justin.html' title='Happy Birthday Justin!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_9IYqnVEI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Z8-gp4RoBOA/s72-c/Justin%27s+30th+Birthday+Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-8544699494089541240</id><published>2008-12-19T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:54:55.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nutcracker...a gift from my Sugarplum</title><content type='html'>This Christmas (&lt;em&gt;actually just before&lt;/em&gt;) I was the lucky recipient of a thoughtful gift from my sweet hubby!  After many years of requesting, this year he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me with a wonderful evening out at the Ellie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caulkins&lt;/span&gt; Opera House to enjoy an evening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;performance&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;em&gt;The Nutcracker&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was everything I had hoped!!  The beautiful dancing, the enchanting story, the lavish sets and  amazing costumes, the perfect music...it was all so very wonderful and dreamy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV8VITlk6WI/AAAAAAAAAwc/MVR9Nu5ejZY/s1600-h/2008-12+(Dec)-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286967719997270370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV8VITlk6WI/AAAAAAAAAwc/MVR9Nu5ejZY/s400/2008-12+(Dec)-20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have always loved dancing - of any kind - but what little girl hasn't dreamed of being a ballerina?  I always wanted to take ballet and learn to dance on my toes as gracefully as they did tonight!  I am amazed at their skill and control.  I am in awe of their flexibility and sculpted bodies - their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gracefulness&lt;/span&gt; is truly a sight to behold! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did eventually take a ballet class...in college!  It was really fun and besides learning some steps and movements, my favorite part was getting my very own pair of ballet slippers!  ...Never did get those toe-shoes though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love nothing more than to make this a family holiday tradition for years to come.  Whether it be &lt;em&gt;The Nutcracker&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Colorado Symphony&lt;/em&gt;, or any other Christmastime performance - I think it would be a wonderful experience to share with my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8544699494089541240?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8544699494089541240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8544699494089541240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8544699494089541240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8544699494089541240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/12/nutcrackera-gift-from-my-sugarplum.html' title='The Nutcracker...a gift from my Sugarplum'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV8VITlk6WI/AAAAAAAAAwc/MVR9Nu5ejZY/s72-c/2008-12+(Dec)-20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-8495489420318851495</id><published>2008-12-01T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:49:41.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on another redesign...</title><content type='html'>A work in progress...stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8495489420318851495?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8495489420318851495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8495489420318851495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8495489420318851495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8495489420318851495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/12/working-on-another-redesign.html' title='Working on another redesign...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2973219860980160156</id><published>2008-11-29T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:36:38.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of the Missing Flashlight</title><content type='html'>I use a small &lt;em&gt;Maglight Flashlight&lt;/em&gt; by my beside to read at night in an effort to not keep my hubby up with the lights on when he's already gone to bed...for my birthday he had promised me a booklight but for now, this is what works. Or should I say &lt;em&gt;worked&lt;/em&gt; until it came up missing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to crawl in to bed the other night, got snuggled up with a good book, reached for my flashlight and - &lt;em&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;.  I got up, searched high and low, inside and under anything I could think of. Where could I have left it? Even after Justin's help looking that night we could not find the missing light. We went to bed - unable to read for the night without it, and I was left tossing and turning trying to think of where it might have gone to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we spent half the day looking for it again. I get so frustrated when I'm looking for something and can't find it. My condo isn't that big - how do things just disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several hours later I was preparing dinner in the kitchen. I went to grab something out of the freezer only to find this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274178507260022210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/STGlaJc7zcI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EvD4IwmIJxc/s400/100_3452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What in the world&lt;/em&gt;?  Well, along came the culprit... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274178514946062066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/STGlamFbdvI/AAAAAAAAAtA/EVGJKpuWoEA/s400/100_3451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All I could do was laugh because I know my sweet Kenzie can't open the freezer so she must have slipped it in right under my nose the night before.  It was so cold and the light wouldn't work when I tried to turn it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Once it thawed out, it did work again!  ...Still waiting on that booklight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2973219860980160156?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2973219860980160156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2973219860980160156&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2973219860980160156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2973219860980160156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/11/case-of-missing-flashlight.html' title='Case of the Missing Flashlight'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/STGlaJc7zcI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EvD4IwmIJxc/s72-c/100_3452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7566636789889783859</id><published>2008-11-11T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:01:20.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babe In A Fast Car...The Wind Blowing Through Her Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took our sweet Kenzie to get her first "official" haircut at a darling little salon: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286987479168694018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV8nGcPJtwI/AAAAAAAAAwk/zlVnPzbqjbk/s320/Jack+and+Jill+Salon+Logo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Her stylist, Haley did such a good job...and the pink sucker was the perfect distraction to help Kenzie sit still (enough) to get the job done! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The pictures speak for themselves...here she is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babe&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kenzie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;in a fast car&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercedes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;strong&gt;...The Wind Blowing&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hair Dryer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;Through Her Hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286988935998660498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV8obPWe35I/AAAAAAAAAws/FIbYCa9kk3Q/s400/2008-12+(Dec)-132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-7566636789889783859?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/7566636789889783859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=7566636789889783859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7566636789889783859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7566636789889783859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/11/babe-in-fast-carthe-wind-blowing.html' title='Babe In A Fast Car...The Wind Blowing Through Her Hair'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV8nGcPJtwI/AAAAAAAAAwk/zlVnPzbqjbk/s72-c/Jack+and+Jill+Salon+Logo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-1644103560514499346</id><published>2008-10-31T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:59:05.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_RZQ5ENDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/skxE_OD7888/s1600-h/Halloween+Collage+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287174719517504562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_RZQ5ENDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/skxE_OD7888/s400/Halloween+Collage+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-1644103560514499346?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/1644103560514499346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=1644103560514499346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1644103560514499346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1644103560514499346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_RZQ5ENDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/skxE_OD7888/s72-c/Halloween+Collage+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-1072059469958343146</id><published>2008-10-17T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:03:36.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC Meme...Thanks Ang!</title><content type='html'>This was a fun one!!  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC...&lt;br /&gt;A- Available or Single: N/A...I'm a married woman! &lt;br /&gt;B- Beach or Lake: Lake&lt;br /&gt;C- Cake or Pie? Cake&lt;br /&gt;D- Drink of Choice: Starbucks Non-fat Caramel Macchiato&lt;br /&gt;E- Essential Item you use every day: Eyelash Curler&lt;br /&gt;F- Favorite Color: Pink&lt;br /&gt;G- Gummy bears or Worms: Worms&lt;br /&gt;H- Hometown: Highlands Ranch, CO&lt;br /&gt;I- Indulgence: Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Half Baked, Yum!&lt;br /&gt;J- January or February: February... it's Kenzie's birth month!&lt;br /&gt;K- Kids &amp;amp; Names: Mackenzie Ray  ("Kenzie")&lt;br /&gt;L- Life is Incomplete without: Jesus&lt;br /&gt;M- Marriage Date: September 21st, 2002&lt;br /&gt;N- Number of Siblings- Two sisters: &lt;a href="http://flibbertigibberish.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://abba-do.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- Oranges or apples: Apples&lt;br /&gt;P- Phobias: Walking on metal grates...don't ask, I'm just weird!&lt;br /&gt;Q- Fave Quote: don't have one...or can't think of one right now.&lt;br /&gt;R- Reason to Smile: Kenzie!&lt;br /&gt;S- Season: Fall 100%...too bad its so short!&lt;br /&gt;T- Tag 3 or 4 people: &lt;a href="http://nordwald.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nolongermute.blogspot.com/"&gt;Krista&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rappinwithkimmy-kat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.honeycuttfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U- Unknown fact about me: I've had a warrant out for my arrest...true story.&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable you don't like: Beets. I'm with Angie, Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;W- Worst Habit: Guilty, I too am a "late" person.&lt;br /&gt;X- Xrays: Several on various parts of my body...starting in Kindergarten through my senior year of H.S.  Since then they've just been for my teeth.   That's a story for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Y- Your favorite food: Red Robin "Whisky River BBQ Chicken Burger"&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zodiac Sign: Scorpio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-1072059469958343146?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/1072059469958343146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=1072059469958343146&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1072059469958343146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1072059469958343146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/10/abc-memethanks-ang.html' title='ABC Meme...Thanks Ang!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5815655678750456030</id><published>2008-10-16T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:29:34.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Colors &amp; Pumpkin Patch Adventures</title><content type='html'>Today Angie and I took the kiddos to enjoy a picnic in the park surrounded by beautiful Fall Colors!  Fall is my favorite time of year - I just love the smell in the air, the leaves on the ground and blowing across the streets.  I love the varying colors of the trees and fields and the way the contrast against the perfect blue sky!  It just never seems to last long enough!!  I wish I could preserve a fall day in a bottle to catch a glimpse of year round!  I guess that's why I got married in the fall...it just makes me so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls loved running and exploring - there was a huge hill to climb and run down, a bridge to cross high above a beautiful creek.  Picture perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_b5-3rU3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/1rMfAHanM-8/s1600-h/Fall+Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287186276731802482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_b5-3rU3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/1rMfAHanM-8/s400/Fall+Collages.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the park we headed off in search of a pumpkin patch!  We had promised the girls we'd take them to one and Angie knew of a sweet little patch just off the road.  The best part is that it was free!  We missed the driver giving hay rides but we were still able to take the kiddos for a ride in a wagon...of course they realized it was more fun to walk so the wagon was quickly ditched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a wonderful place to take pictures...unlike what we find around our house, it was a real-life pumpkin patch with pumpkins still growing on the vine!  Angie and I joked that all we remember doing growing up is picking our pumpkins out at the local grocery stores each year!  Although we still "buy" our pumpkins at the grocery stores (&lt;em&gt;cheaper&lt;/em&gt;), we still have to visit a real patch for the fun and photos!  Lucky for Angie, she lives close to so many of them in the "country" it's easy to track one down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed finding &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; pumpkins of all sizes, a corn maze, hay bales and scarecrows! &lt;br /&gt;The kids loved it!  It was a gorgeous day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287194234842961058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_jJNJO1KI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ggmfqu1Obdc/s400/Fall+Collage+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Happy Fall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5815655678750456030?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5815655678750456030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5815655678750456030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5815655678750456030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5815655678750456030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-colors-pumpkin-patch-adventures.html' title='Fall Colors &amp; Pumpkin Patch Adventures'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_b5-3rU3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/1rMfAHanM-8/s72-c/Fall+Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5476944351260784669</id><published>2008-10-05T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:30:39.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the WINNER is...</title><content type='html'>Thanks to you gals that wrote with suggestions!! I loved the names you gave - they were relevant, creative and...entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See for yourself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Kins Kreations”&lt;br /&gt;Sew-made DeSigns APE DeSigns - (monkey logo)&lt;br /&gt;Kins DeSigns&lt;br /&gt;"Bagzzzzz"&lt;br /&gt;Sweet StylesStay-At-Home StylesTender TrendsMotherly Mode&lt;br /&gt;Tot Trends&lt;br /&gt;Classy Baby&lt;br /&gt;Jake's Place&lt;br /&gt;Handmaiden Colorado&lt;br /&gt;"Handmaiden Heaven" (or Littleton? or HR? or ???)&lt;br /&gt;Stuff by Amy&lt;br /&gt;Sew WhatchootalkinaboutWillis?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Stitches (because I keep you in them, right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frayed Sew (like "'fraid so" but then maybe you'd have to start fraying things, which would work if you did a rag blanket or something)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knot Sew Fast (can you come up with a project with knots?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sew What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sew Cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kneadles (you could sew up some bags to carry bread in... heaven knows I could use one or nine)Pins and Needles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needles and Stitches (hopefully people won't think you're in the hospital business)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy's Originals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeepyshaneepylu's Junk (wait that's my garage sale business)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banana Taking a Bath&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Button Hole Productions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chirping Cricket Creations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thimbles-n-ThingsThreads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spicy Sugar OR Sugar-n-Spice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything Nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KREations (see kenzie's initials?)&lt;br /&gt;Ensign's Designs&lt;br /&gt;Ensign Designs&lt;br /&gt;Design by Ensign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Roo Bags (cause I always call Kenz "Kenz-a-Roo")&lt;br /&gt;Roo Bags &amp;amp; Burp Rags&lt;br /&gt;Bags“kins” / Bagskins&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly Blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;veryday (play with my "AE" initials)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; little of &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;verything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and to answer Meghan's question, my prices are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reversible Tote Bag - $25&lt;br /&gt;Zippy - $5&lt;br /&gt;Diaper Pouch - $7&lt;br /&gt;Burp Cloth - $4.50 / 2 for $7&lt;br /&gt;Baby Blanket - $24&lt;br /&gt;Baby Bib - $2.50&lt;br /&gt;Hair Bows - $2 / 3 for $5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks again lovely ladies...now I have tough decision!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253903397530251122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SOmdTb4CL3I/AAAAAAAAArw/h-QPNSOINkE/s400/100_2772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Drum Roll Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-97f6f8f99e5693b3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97f6f8f99e5693b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330240293%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5AEAA5705852DBB9FBD6A8270E88C597B781801E.CE6827CBE8FAA25F2E0ED41121B5337C94A59BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97f6f8f99e5693b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPnnaxdu2WxL2n3Ozw6_7m4Wn9zM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97f6f8f99e5693b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330240293%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5AEAA5705852DBB9FBD6A8270E88C597B781801E.CE6827CBE8FAA25F2E0ED41121B5337C94A59BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97f6f8f99e5693b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPnnaxdu2WxL2n3Ozw6_7m4Wn9zM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Congratulations!! - Please e-mail me with your mailing address... &lt;a href="mailto:jakensign@msn.com"&gt;jakensign@msn.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5476944351260784669?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=97f6f8f99e5693b3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5476944351260784669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5476944351260784669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5476944351260784669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5476944351260784669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-winner-is.html' title='And the WINNER is...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SOmdTb4CL3I/AAAAAAAAArw/h-QPNSOINkE/s72-c/100_2772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5808093310826719226</id><published>2008-09-28T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:30:32.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST...Extended!!</title><content type='html'>Due to popular demand...(and lack of responses) the &lt;a href="http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/09/contestneed-name.html"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt; has been extended until Friday, October 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in need of a name for my handmade items (see prior post).  So, if you'd like to enter, simply leave a comment with your naming suggestion. If you comment with a suggestion, your name will be entered to win a free Tote Bag!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;Friday, Ocober 3rd&lt;/strong&gt; I will toss all comments in a hat for the random drawing to win one of my tote bags for free!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again, be creative and thanks for the help!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**Thank you Natalie for your suggestions...You're on the right track and I like your ideas!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5808093310826719226?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5808093310826719226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5808093310826719226&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5808093310826719226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5808093310826719226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/09/contestextended.html' title='CONTEST...Extended!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7579940393290468000</id><published>2008-09-22T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:46:05.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST...Need A Name!</title><content type='html'>I am starting a contest in search of a name! I am making handmade items that I would like to sell (already selling a few!) but I need a name for my "company"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the items I am making right now:&lt;br /&gt;-Tote Bag&lt;br /&gt;-Zippy&lt;br /&gt;-Diaper Pouch&lt;br /&gt;-Burp Cloth&lt;br /&gt;-Blanket (baby)&lt;br /&gt;-Bibs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photo below contains a sample of all items listed above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*other colors/fabrics available!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249101712876134658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNiOMmngYQI/AAAAAAAAAro/-BDUEE7qeE4/s400/100_2370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If you'd like to enter, simply leave a comment with your naming suggestion.  If you comment with a suggestion, your name will be entered to win a free &lt;em&gt;Tote Bag&lt;/em&gt;!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Friday, September 27th I will toss all comments in a hat for the random drawing!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be creative and thanks for the help!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-7579940393290468000?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/7579940393290468000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=7579940393290468000&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7579940393290468000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7579940393290468000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/09/contestneed-name.html' title='CONTEST...Need A Name!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNiOMmngYQI/AAAAAAAAAro/-BDUEE7qeE4/s72-c/100_2370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-656546509303723874</id><published>2008-09-21T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:09:49.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Weekend</title><content type='html'>It's our Anniversary weekend away!  We celebrated our 6th Anniversary with a weekend in the mountains spent at my company's mountain house in Silverthorne, CO.  We invited the entire family along to enjoy the beautiful 5 bedroom house with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the first day/night to ourselves...shopping at the Outlet Mall, relaxing at the house playing pool, watching TV, and soaking in the hot tub.  It was nice to be away, feel relaxed and enjoy the quiteness of the beautiful Rocky Mountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters joined us with the kids and we had even more fun playing games, shopping (&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;) and we even ventured out for a nice walk/hike...unfortunately it started raining when we were only about 100 feet from the house so we turned back, but not before snapping a few photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents joined us for one night too...we had dinner together, baked cookies and played games.  It was my hope that everyone could escape for at least one night to enjoy this wonderful gift with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287205521214858386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_taKJ-5JI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1nOYhtfXYmc/s400/Mountain+Collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY&lt;/span&gt; my Love!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Love You!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_tauSRZAI/AAAAAAAAAxU/gIWTOFAOme0/s1600-h/100_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287205530913301506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_tauSRZAI/AAAAAAAAAxU/gIWTOFAOme0/s400/100_2538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-656546509303723874?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/656546509303723874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=656546509303723874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/656546509303723874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/656546509303723874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/09/anniversary-weekend.html' title='Anniversary Weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SV_taKJ-5JI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1nOYhtfXYmc/s72-c/Mountain+Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-3776324013197921634</id><published>2008-09-15T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:17:59.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing Peaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH888QmcZI/AAAAAAAAAhk/x6QxvKZW29Q/s1600-h/100_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time of year...Fresh Peaches!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I try to pick wonderful peaches at the grocery store and am always disappointed when I get home to find a less that ripe peach to bite into.  Well, ever since my sister told me about it, I now order my peaches from the "Peach Lady" and anticipate August/September every year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I split a box with my Mom but this time I made it a priority to purchase a whole box (25 pounds) and freeze some to enjoy the whole year through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at my first attempt to freeze my own peaches I decided to document this occasion with some colorful pictures that will leave your mouth watering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6LizfCzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N1I9AhZw-V0/s1600-h/100_2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247250117091593010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6LizfCzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N1I9AhZw-V0/s320/100_2434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Necessary ingredients, storage bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6L8av04I/AAAAAAAAAgc/LoniPrskPfE/s1600-h/100_2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247250123967157122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6L8av04I/AAAAAAAAAgc/LoniPrskPfE/s320/100_2435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Step 1: Wash, then boil peaches for 20-45 seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6MISAqyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RuMB7McHlxo/s1600-h/100_2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247250127151737634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6MISAqyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RuMB7McHlxo/s320/100_2437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Step 2: Immerse boiled peaches in ice water for several minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6MhpqXCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/jfbgRuWXpr0/s1600-h/100_2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247250133961825314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6MhpqXCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/jfbgRuWXpr0/s320/100_2443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Step 3: Remove fleshy peach skin...it should literally just fall/peel off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6M6_mMhI/AAAAAAAAAg0/jWRT4HRyyN8/s1600-h/100_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247250140764713490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6M6_mMhI/AAAAAAAAAg0/jWRT4HRyyN8/s320/100_2450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peeled Peaches ready to be sliced!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247253169976050690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH89Pr3BAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/DUj8Li4PDfc/s320/100_2440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Step 4: Mix juice of choice &amp;amp;"Fruit Fresh"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247252609208355554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH8cmqbCuI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Oy84GNBAZC8/s320/100_2454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Step 5: Add liquid mixture to sliced peaches&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247252613667146514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH8c3ReyxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ltpB1FswwzU/s320/100_2456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Step 6: Place desired amount of sliced peaches in freezer bag and cover with liquid mixture&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247252621492206194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH8dUbHunI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sLYJUFHSXaA/s320/100_2459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Step 7: Remove Air, Seal and Label bags ready for freezer!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247252628264466946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH8dtpwOgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/pJdrIewmKto/s320/100_2460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And it never hurts to have a little help eating the leftovers!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247252628045079986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH8ds1cpbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/8wsosYaRrfQ/s320/100_2469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-3776324013197921634?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/3776324013197921634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=3776324013197921634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3776324013197921634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3776324013197921634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/09/freezing-peaches.html' title='Freezing Peaches'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SNH6LizfCzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N1I9AhZw-V0/s72-c/100_2434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-506795127274894493</id><published>2008-08-14T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:49:08.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Produce Poser</title><content type='html'>Yes, that 's me...that's what my mom called me when I told her the tale of my watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the grocery store the other day picking up a few items for dinner when I was drawn by the wonderfully bright colors of the produce department. Now that I'm in a contest to lose weight (more on the in an upcoming post), I have been craving fruit like you wouldn't believe. I love summertime and the delicious melons that are on display...they just call to me. My daughter is the same and can demolish cantalope, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries and yes, watermelon as quickly as I can give it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this particular trip I decided to splurge on a small-sized seedless, watermelon. As I approached the cardboard bin where they were kept another lady was also suveying the selection. I thought to myself, "how does one go about picking the perfect, sweet, ripe watermelon?" I wasn't sure - I usually just go for one that has a nice shape and looks pretty. Suddenly the lady standing there with me began picking them up and knocking on each of them until she found one she liked. So, I too began knocking on each one I picked up to view. What was the point? What was I supposed to hear? I felt silly knocking on the melons and wondered if others were looking at me wondering what the heck I was doing or maybe they were thinking (just as I had) that I must really know something. I finally settled on one - not completely sure if it was going to be ripe and I went on my merry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my luck, it turned out to be a perfect pick...but rest asurred that since that trip I have researched the right way to pick a watermelon so as not to be a "Produce Poser" again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picking a Perfect Watermelon:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SKUJqcDF1SI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qAFDf8ues7U/s1600-h/Watermelon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234600766576383266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="146" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SKUJqcDF1SI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qAFDf8ues7U/s320/Watermelon.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things You’ll Need:&lt;br /&gt;- Knuckles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Step 1: "Knock" on the watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Listen for a hollow, empty sound. It should not sound solid or dense.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Knock on as many watermelons as you wish. Select the one that has the most hollow sound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-506795127274894493?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/506795127274894493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=506795127274894493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/506795127274894493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/506795127274894493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/08/produce-poser.html' title='The Produce Poser'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SKUJqcDF1SI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qAFDf8ues7U/s72-c/Watermelon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-8020165948752881396</id><published>2008-08-08T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:57:04.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><title type='text'>08/08/08...Welcome Sweet Brody Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to the world Sweet Brody Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At 4:38 pm Brody Osborne was welcomed into the world by his very loving family! He is perfect from head to toes...our God is SO good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 127:3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379402311759170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lWBTc9UI/AAAAAAAAAeU/VJWCQZXAQSQ/s400/100_1833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Loved by his parents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379421628954290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: right" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lXJRB9rI/AAAAAAAAAek/1RdrkeLkf1s/s400/100_1873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Loved by his Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232382339598915938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0oA_jSGWI/AAAAAAAAAe8/MBo75mVDzNU/s400/100_1782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Loved by his Dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379412547614130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: right" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lWnb3tbI/AAAAAAAAAec/etS-NVbm6qQ/s400/100_1848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Loved by his sisters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232376943436071538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0jG5RzgnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2D0ufZX9uIc/s400/100_1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Big...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232376949694108210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: right" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0jHQl1kjI/AAAAAAAAAds/QrPPp6FenMk/s400/100_1779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and small...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379396179549106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lVqda27I/AAAAAAAAAeE/ZiZY-D4ELNM/s400/Copy+of+100_1765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Loved by Grammy and PaPa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232376961188658498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: right" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0jH7aWfUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/5sF2ncPTLDw/s400/100_1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Loved by Grandma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(we missed you Grandpa!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379725510183906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lo1T9i-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/ND8PrizUWp0/s400/100_1878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Loved by his Aunts...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0loYsf-NI/AAAAAAAAAes/JjRY3WFodH0/s1600-h/Copy+of+100_1864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379717828475090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: right" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0loYsf-NI/AAAAAAAAAes/JjRY3WFodH0/s400/Copy+of+100_1864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are so glad he is finally here! We've waited a long time for this sweet little one to bless our lives, fill holes in our hearts, give us hope as well as understanding. It never ceases to amaze me what a miracle the gift of life is. God's creation is beyond our wildest dreams and this little life has already blessed us beyond measure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lV6jd0BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/3rPCHFDthSI/s1600-h/100_1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379400499875858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lV6jd0BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/3rPCHFDthSI/s400/100_1802.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunt "Mamie" &amp;amp; Uncle "Pokes" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(check out the time stamp...I didn't really post it at that time I just thought it would be cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8020165948752881396?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8020165948752881396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8020165948752881396&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8020165948752881396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8020165948752881396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808welcome-sweet-brody-boy.html' title='08/08/08...Welcome Sweet Brody Boy!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SJ0lWBTc9UI/AAAAAAAAAeU/VJWCQZXAQSQ/s72-c/100_1833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5746250687709691509</id><published>2008-07-29T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:28:42.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The other day I was trying to teach Kenzie about "cleaning-up".  I asked her to put all of her toys in the basket.  Well...she heard "&lt;em&gt;in the basket&lt;/em&gt;" but might have missed what I said was supposed to go into it because I turned around to find this:&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SI9EYo6-Y_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/NuES8OwZ3dE/s1600-h/100_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SI9EZudXqGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sToVsDMDU8I/s1600-h/100_1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228472901159069794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SI9EZudXqGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sToVsDMDU8I/s320/100_1474.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a silly-goose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5746250687709691509?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5746250687709691509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5746250687709691509&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5746250687709691509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5746250687709691509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/07/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning-up'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SI9EZudXqGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sToVsDMDU8I/s72-c/100_1474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-367019949511177140</id><published>2008-07-19T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:13:18.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Living At Home...Take TWO!</title><content type='html'>I've been a Southern Living At Home consultant for almost SIX years and let's just say it hasn't been the most productive... I love the company, what they promote, the women, the friendships and of course the products!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As life got busy, I put my participation with SLAH on the backburner. Well, I'm excited to announce I have the new Fall Catalog for 2008 and sales start August 1st! The products are amazing, the catalog is beautiful and it's time to share all of this with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to jump-start my home business again and host parties! It is my goal to do several parties between now and next January...that's where I need your help! If you are interested in seeing the new products, gathering your friends together and having a good time (and possibly earn free products) you &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;a href="mailto:sweetlyblessed08@gmail.com"&gt;contact me today&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224970687570858674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SILTKEJ9UrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/G_QMFpk_CHQ/s320/SL+Fall+2008.bmp" border="0" /&gt;If you live near the Denver, CO area and want to host a party...let me know. You also have the option of a Catalog Party that only requires you to gather orders from people you think might be interested and you get all of the benefits of those sales without the hassle of hosting a party in your home! &lt;a href="mailto:sweetlyblessed08@gmail.com"&gt;Contact me today&lt;/a&gt;...our beautiful line of products await you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-367019949511177140?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/367019949511177140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=367019949511177140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/367019949511177140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/367019949511177140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/07/southern-living-at-hometake-two.html' title='Southern Living At Home...Take TWO!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SILTKEJ9UrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/G_QMFpk_CHQ/s72-c/SL+Fall+2008.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7634549363758564400</id><published>2008-07-18T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:07:36.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Crafty...</title><content type='html'>Not that I have spare time on my hands but lately I've felt the need to test my "craft" skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crocheted this baby blanket for a friend.  It took me 1 week to complete start to finish and of course I completed the last round the morning of her baby shower...nothing like cutting it close!  Whew!  It was made using &lt;em&gt;"Baby Bee" Sweet Delight baby yarn&lt;/em&gt; in the shade&lt;em&gt;, "Little Princess"&lt;/em&gt;  (bought at&lt;em&gt; Hobby Lobby&lt;/em&gt;)  I love how it turned out!!  I hope she and her baby love it as much as I love the &lt;a href="http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/06/blankie.html"&gt;blankie my sister made &lt;/a&gt;for Kenzie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made her some (girl) Cloth-Diaper Burp-Cloths...but gave them to her before I got the chance to take pictures.  I have another (boy) set ready to be made and will post those pictures once I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-sOkVOwI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Smezsc_RUJs/s1600-h/100_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224596341016312578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-sOkVOwI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Smezsc_RUJs/s320/100_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Close-up Detail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-sUcTXWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/P0ZPajfL8mM/s1600-h/100_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224596342593248610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-sUcTXWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/P0ZPajfL8mM/s320/100_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next, I moved on to sewing...I made this wonderful Reversible Tote, and matching Zippy and Diaper/Wipes Pouch from a beautiful (&lt;em&gt;girly&lt;/em&gt;) fabric from one of my favorite stores, &lt;em&gt;Denver Fabrics&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;(This place has the potential to make me poor - unless of course I start to sell my bags...hmmmm, I'll have to work on my skill as these were my first!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;...It was the perfect carry-on bag for my trip to Minneapolis last week!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-sgcplxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bvksIcRTC1I/s1600-h/100_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224596345815930642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-sgcplxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bvksIcRTC1I/s320/100_1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am now very excited to start my next set of Reversible Totes using this fabric (enough for 2 bags - one to keep &amp;amp; one to give as a gift??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-s3YkBYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/O1DL1qZDHUU/s1600-h/100_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224596351972803970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-s3YkBYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/O1DL1qZDHUU/s320/100_1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; ...and these fabrics (enough for one more reversible bag)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-tZhMONI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6l_8Z7NwzRo/s1600-h/100_1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224596361135798482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-tZhMONI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6l_8Z7NwzRo/s320/100_1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you feel inspired...Happy Crafting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-7634549363758564400?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/7634549363758564400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=7634549363758564400&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7634549363758564400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7634549363758564400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-crafty.html' title='Getting Crafty...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIF-sOkVOwI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Smezsc_RUJs/s72-c/100_0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4506300652558826918</id><published>2008-07-17T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:21:02.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minneapolis 2008</title><content type='html'>We just got back from our trip to Minneapolis earlier this week. This was Kenzie's first airplane ride and she did GREAT! From many helpful suggestions, I was prepared with new toys and new snacks to help keep her entertained for the 2 hour ride. Kenzie is generally a sweet, sweet girl and through this adventure she prooved to be nothing less. She only started crying about 10 minutes before landing in Minneapolis - that only lasted 5 minutes - then she fell fast asleep and wasn't even phased by the landing. This is how I held her from the time I stepped off the plane until my Mother-in-Law picked us up... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224604831352151602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGGabiI3jI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5iP7VFXuGLc/s320/100_0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Right after we landed we headed to a Birthday dinner for Justin's Grandma. It was her 83rd birthday and she nor the rest of the extended family had met Kenzie! They all loved her and despite my fears because of the long day we'd had, she responded well to meeting so many new people and was extremely well behaved at the restaurant too! Boy are we blessed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224604833991531698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGGalXanLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/p7v8YW10x6s/s320/100_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We attended an outdoor children's music concert at a nearby park...although the music was playing, it mostly served as background music to the exploring Kenzie and her Grandma did. She was a very busy little girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224604844784539922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGGbNkq2RI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XiMuo4Ib00U/s320/100_0849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and found many interesting things to look at.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224604848220714354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGGbaX6tXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3V8YEJ4Zzm8/s320/100_0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We shared a room with Kenzie at Grandma's house. This was funny because it is &lt;em&gt;rare&lt;/em&gt; that Kenzie gets to wake up in the same room as mommy and daddy. Kenzie thought it was funny...but mommy didn't when it was 4:00am and she is standing in the crib at the end of our bed saying "Hi" and "Mommy". Okay, I'll admit, it was a funny site to see waking up to this every morning! Who wouldn't wake with a smile!? The crib she got to sleep in was actually Justin's crib from when he was a baby!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224606729265385410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGII5z6j8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/WwgDk6QcsJQ/s320/100_0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We spent one day at a nearby lake. Justin's brother and his wife came to town too and brought their darling twin boys. We hadn't seen them in almost a year (they're only 3 months younger than Kenzie). The kiddos all loved playing in the sand together! Look at my bathing beauty...what a cutie if I do say so myself! I just LOVE beach pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608308391047266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGJk0gz8GI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZDrjdEqHoKY/s320/100_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608314843907170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGJlMjSxGI/AAAAAAAAAbU/JC-T4cqJit8/s320/100_1028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Below: Kenzie playing with cousins, Jakson and Connor and Aunt Megan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608297515110690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGJkL_yUSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Gz9flxDKdX8/s320/100_0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608304785937490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGJknFSVFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/luBVdQfxpiw/s320/100_1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Walking on the beach with Daddy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608324307310338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGJlvzi1wI/AAAAAAAAAbc/gc1Qg_m6E-A/s320/100_1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We spent a day of my choice shopping at the Mall of America and IKEA. I was so excited since I had never been to either one! I was thrilled that the Mall of America had one of my favorite stores, H&amp;amp;M!! C'mon, when does Colorado get one??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225309289011565506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIQHHQ0VU8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/CK_OmqNR6_8/s320/Mall+of+America.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin's mom also treated us to the Underwater Adventures Aquarium at the Mall of America. This was SO neat! I normally don't like fish all that much but this was truly amazing! (Thanks Sue!) Kenzie actually really enjoyed it too...and learned how to say "fishies", of course it sounds more like "ishies" when she says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225309286253704386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIQHHGiztMI/AAAAAAAAAc8/UQgqjGW83bo/s320/Underwater+Adventures.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Family picture in the land display portion of the exhibit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224604849957036498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGGbg144dI/AAAAAAAAAaM/YpqeVh4FT3Q/s320/100_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just a few photos of the things we got to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIHhvszOI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xhTeWwUuNbY/s1600-h/100_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224606705625386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIHhvszOI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xhTeWwUuNbY/s320/100_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHARKS...Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIHz7DFBI/AAAAAAAAAac/JWHPad9UMoU/s1600-h/100_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224606710504821778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIHz7DFBI/AAAAAAAAAac/JWHPad9UMoU/s320/100_0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful live coral...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIII1h3CI/AAAAAAAAAak/JpNOfjnfzCU/s1600-h/100_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224606716118817826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIII1h3CI/AAAAAAAAAak/JpNOfjnfzCU/s320/100_0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Piranha! Weird how they all just floated in place, evenly spaced...it was a little eerie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIIdQlzmI/AAAAAAAAAas/IImLyYw2DAk/s1600-h/100_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224606721601031778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGIIdQlzmI/AAAAAAAAAas/IImLyYw2DAk/s320/100_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the cousins left, Grandma wanted a picture with her three grandchildren. Not such a great morning to do it as all three had woken up on the grumpy side. When one started to cry, it was all over from there! At least Grandma Sue thought it was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608840532380690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGKDy5MTBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/3_Zi0UWREdc/s320/100_1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Later, she was able to get some sweet snuggle time in with Kenzie. I guess Kenz just prefers Grandma one-on-one...she's a cuddle bug!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608848500329618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGKEQk5jJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xy5YD84z4n8/s320/100_1096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One of the reasons we chose this particular week to visit was for the Lifetime Fitness Triathlon Justin wanted to participate in. This was his third race of the season and his first ever out of state! The family came out to watch...Aunt Janis, Uncle Jim, Jeremy &amp;amp; Megan &amp;amp; the boys, Sue, Anita, Kenzie and I. Thanks for the support everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures from the race:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done with the swim, out of the water...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609384819027906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGKjehPb8I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZZ-9AT84MzU/s320/Swim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Coming in on the bike...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609382685132338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGKjWkexjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/bi40eBt-7i4/s320/Bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Finishing with the run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224609382660172418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGKjWeh6oI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9_3SWBdzUsQ/s320/Run+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; All in all, we had a great time. The weather was actually quite wonderful and it was fabulous to see all of the family and let them finally meet our sweet Kenzie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The airplane ride home was just as great as the one out there. Kenzie handled it like a champ and once again fell asleep just in time for landing. What a stinker! She was really tired though and spent the bus ride home from the airport like this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224608855725713890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGKErfkKeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/09BGUPn6gN4/s320/100_1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4506300652558826918?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4506300652558826918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4506300652558826918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4506300652558826918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4506300652558826918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/07/minneapolis-2008.html' title='Minneapolis 2008'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SIGGabiI3jI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5iP7VFXuGLc/s72-c/100_0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4193582514058196950</id><published>2008-07-04T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:34:49.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless America!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a wonderful, warm (downright hot, really...) day and a perfect one for Barbecuing with family. We stayed in most of the day getting laundry done (thanks Justin!!), playing with Kenzie and relaxing on the couch together - a rarity since our schedules during triathlon season are hardly ever in sync. I love the days when we can take even a few moments to enjoy each others company and just sit together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended our day with a barbecue at my younger sister's house. Usually we gather as a family at my parent's house. Mom and Dad do the grilling, Dad makes his special beans, and we all pitch in with something of our own to share. Well this year, Mom and Dad were out of town so we partied as sisters and hubbies instead. John and Abby grilled, I brought the beans (Dad's recipe of course!!) and Angie brought the fruit salad! Yum! Yum! We had a great time although I feel like we ate continuously from 6:00-9:00...we all had FULL bellies! Then it was off to find a fireworks show. What would the 4th of July be without a fireworks display!? We found one that was being set off around 104th up north. It was great though the kiddos seemed less than interested. It wasn't completely dark when the show started...bad if you like it dark...good if you have tired kids and a long drive home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted ways and drove south just in time to catch the finale of the show at Bandimere Speedway. Talk about AWESOME!! I couldn't get my camera out fast enough to take any pictures but the show was spectacular. We had perfect timing as we drove right by on the highway and it felt as if we were in the middle of a firecracker! The streamers were showering down as if I could have reached my hand out and caught the sparkles. I have never seen a fireworks display appear so BIG! That's how close we were!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you and your loved ones had a wonderful 4th of July celebration too! I am thankful, and blessed to live in America! I appreciate the soldiers who fight for our freedom and pray for them and their families! God Bless America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 4th of July from my family to yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219397777838959698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8GoBmN7FI/AAAAAAAAAYc/rpCS3Zy9E58/s400/100_0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4193582514058196950?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4193582514058196950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4193582514058196950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4193582514058196950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4193582514058196950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/07/god-bless-america.html' title='God Bless America!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8GoBmN7FI/AAAAAAAAAYc/rpCS3Zy9E58/s72-c/100_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4766363515369851326</id><published>2008-07-02T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:54:28.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Blankie"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kenzie has formed a special attachment to her blankie this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J3TJ6xqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hgPHwhNGODM/s1600-h/100_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219401338785023650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J3TJ6xqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hgPHwhNGODM/s320/100_0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She takes it everywhere she goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can't eat breakfast if it isn't securely on her lap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She needs it during nap time &amp;amp; when she goes to bed at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to wear it over her shoulders and walk around like a queen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J3w1Lo8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/2GF-0k_Xj_o/s1600-h/100_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219401346751112130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J3w1Lo8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/2GF-0k_Xj_o/s320/100_0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She likes to snuggle up with Mommy in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J4IirkiI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IG548Lwt1y4/s1600-h/100_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219401353115963938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J4IirkiI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IG548Lwt1y4/s320/100_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And rest on it on the floor when she needs a break from playing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J4SH7cMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FEYGhLgxIHk/s1600-h/100_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219401355688112322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J4SH7cMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FEYGhLgxIHk/s320/100_0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It sure is a special blankie...Aunt Angie made it with lots of love and Kenzie just LOVES it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4766363515369851326?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4766363515369851326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4766363515369851326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4766363515369851326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4766363515369851326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/06/blankie.html' title='&quot;Blankie&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SG8J3TJ6xqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hgPHwhNGODM/s72-c/100_0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-6040427008142197807</id><published>2008-07-01T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:37:53.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In One Word...</title><content type='html'>Since it's been over a month since my last post, I decided to fill in with this meme from &lt;a href="http://marriedtothepreacher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natalie's Blog&lt;/a&gt; (a new fantastic blogger who recently found me!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;In One Word...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? purse&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other? Justin&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? dark&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? funny&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? smart&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? daughter&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? bizarre&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? macchiato&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? mommy&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you’re in? condo&lt;br /&gt;11. Your church? serving&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear? injury&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? house&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? home&lt;br /&gt;15. What you’re not? tidy&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? blueberry&lt;br /&gt;17. One of your wish list items? house&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? Colorado&lt;br /&gt;19. The last thing you did? ate&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? dress&lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV? on&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets? cat&lt;br /&gt;23. Your computer? consuming&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? blessed&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? happy&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? sisters&lt;br /&gt;27. Your car? Toyota&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you’re not wearing? shoes&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite store? many&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer? warm&lt;br /&gt;31. Like (love) someone? family&lt;br /&gt;32. Your favorite color? pink&lt;br /&gt;33. Last time you laughed? today&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? ????&lt;br /&gt;35. Who will repost this? sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-6040427008142197807?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/6040427008142197807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=6040427008142197807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6040427008142197807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6040427008142197807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-one-word.html' title='In One Word...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-6447408549953253162</id><published>2008-05-19T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:58:58.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We spent our first outing of the summer at the Denver Zoo with friends - our first official summer play date! We got to see a few animals and get some exercise in but with 6 kids ages 4 and under I felt a little out of control. This certainly won't be our last time at the zoo...I bought a season pass!! I just love the zoo and so does my sister, so I know there will be MANY summer days walking around and learning about animals.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207140181988151250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN6aCsRD9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/YaojhFf_7zw/s320/101_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the zoo, we decided to stop by and visit Daddy at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207140239767902290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN6dZ8CGFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8W4kJFb7Tkk/s320/101_0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207140226751142578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN6cpcmGrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/sF3K0UZQda8/s320/101_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207140213209983618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN6b3AIaoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/o2AN0BER6O8/s320/101_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzie was even nice enough to give him a little gift.  She didn't wet her pants....she wet Daddy's!!  It was really funny!  Daddy was a good sport about it, even though he was too embarrassed to walk us back out to our car...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207140198872831858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN6bBl413I/AAAAAAAAAX0/ggwy38Q7New/s320/101_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And after such a full morning, the car ride home was just too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207142527909178146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN8il7bKyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/oKqph-CfuWM/s320/101_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-6447408549953253162?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/6447408549953253162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=6447408549953253162&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6447408549953253162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6447408549953253162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-outing.html' title='Summer Outing'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN6aCsRD9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/YaojhFf_7zw/s72-c/101_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7264673740318118193</id><published>2008-05-15T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:28:21.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kleenex</title><content type='html'>I remember when it happened with my niece and it was only a matter of time before Kenzie discovered how facinating a box of Kleenex can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing part...there seems to be an endless supply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going about my day and Kenzie was playing around the house. Suddenly things were very quite so I went to see what my sweet girl was doing and what new things she was learning about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207133977032043938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN0w3bcraI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_eclTFZrkng/s320/100_9961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207133985474136178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN0xW4MyHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/N63qSlbn1Kc/s320/100_9963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But at least they didn't go to waste...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134007314314802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN0yoPTdjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/oOrwQeN7ksk/s320/100_9964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134024697904098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN0zo_3--I/AAAAAAAAAXc/st__DrNnHf0/s320/100_9965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And how could I be upset with that face?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207135744373985394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN2XvSmkHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/txp4y_E8SGc/s320/100_9975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-7264673740318118193?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/7264673740318118193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=7264673740318118193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7264673740318118193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7264673740318118193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/05/kleenex.html' title='Kleenex'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SEN0w3bcraI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_eclTFZrkng/s72-c/100_9961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-351427927906616856</id><published>2008-05-01T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:30:58.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Show (Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I must apologize for the delay in getting this posted...and I must let you know that the content of this post is not what it was originally intended to be. I was going to follow up with more pictures of the fashion show, the beautiful table settings, gifts, and a recap of our morning speaker. However, due to the comments and the pictures on my camera that followed the lovely morning, I had no choice but to take this in a new direction. Every time I pulled up the pictures for this post I just started laughing and lost all concentration to get this done. You are in for a real treat! Following the lovely time we had at the Ladies Spring Brunch, we (my sisters, mom and I) all went back to my parent's house to relieve my dad of his babysitting duties (THANKS DAD!!!!) and to go through a few of our belongings. Since my mom and dad are in the process of a MAJOR clean out, my sisters and I have all been instructed to come get our stuff. So, this particular trip was intended to go through the closet containing old formal dresses from past high school homecoming dances, proms, sorority formals, bridesmaids... We pulled them all out, one-by-one each claiming our own and reminiscing each occasion for which they were worn. Angie was the first of the three of us to attend high school dances...take a look...notice the green one on the right in the picture below-this a was a hit back in 1991!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195515719032312274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBouBPnhEdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/d-kG9Ix3fes/s320/100_9713.JPG" border="0" /&gt; These (featured in the photo above) were all worn by Angie in High School. They will now be fancy "princess" dresses for the little girls to play dress-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell that they already love them? These little darlings were thrilled to be taking the dresses home...but not before they got a proper trying-on of course...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195516363277406754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBoumvnhEiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/WPBgEkWwuh8/s320/100_9795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike a pose! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195516376162308674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBounfnhEkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/ktFBa8qnvRw/s320/100_9800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195516367572374066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBoum_nhEjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/sqlAWTStNkA/s320/100_9797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of mine (above) from college...the color was just stunning on this little blonde doll! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195515727622246882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBouBvnhEeI/AAAAAAAAAVk/MIyXt_GBvuo/s320/100_9729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A maternity formal? I think not! ...If only you could see the back... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;not quite the perfect fit it was 13 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197112639412572818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SB_aaPnhEpI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Sb_wdfSgIxs/s320/100_9743.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;What a beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pair! You can see how special they felt?! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195515740507148802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBouCfnhEgI/AAAAAAAAAV0/j-5av1ybwro/s320/100_9757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, this one was mine but Emma loved how sparkly it was!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197111651570094706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SB_ZgvnhEnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UgdDS8RUGCE/s320/100_9759.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She looked like a mermaid as she walked out of the room with it trailing behind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, saving the best for last...&lt;br /&gt;(This model’s face has been concealed to protect her identity! LOL!!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197102975736156770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SB_RnvnhEmI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ynNcyE3ZmcM/s400/Angie+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197102971441189458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SB_RnfnhElI/AAAAAAAAAWc/eD8IMovmbmc/s400/Angie+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Anyone in the mood to dance?  We have a few dresses you can borrow!  I guess this is our take on "27 dresses"...you should see the collecion.  But...I promise this was the best of the bunch! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-351427927906616856?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/351427927906616856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=351427927906616856&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/351427927906616856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/351427927906616856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/05/fashion-show-part-ii.html' title='Fashion Show (Part II)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBouBPnhEdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/d-kG9Ix3fes/s72-c/100_9713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-6340194135753727727</id><published>2008-04-29T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:22:48.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Show (Spring Brunch Part I)</title><content type='html'>The fashion show for the Ladies Spring Brunch was great! We had so much fun - the music was wonderful, the food was delicious, the speaker was good and all of the dressed up ladies were beautiful in their bright spring colors! It was fun to be part of the show and I received many compliments about the outfit I modeled the following day at church. I wasn't able to get great pictures of it but I'm posting the best of what we got... &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194887648784748930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfyyvnhEYI/AAAAAAAAAU0/bBsgX6chEng/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shirt I bought for $4.00 - below (cropped my head out of this because I was making a funny face!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194887674554552770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfy0PnhEcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dNLHCPL-bQ8/s320/Copy+of+000_0312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Close-up on the fabric of the shirt... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194887674554552754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfy0PnhEbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dJr0_pY2nXw/s320/100_9864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cathy, Mindy and I (below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfnVPnhEXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wC3MJ3S6s_A/s1600-h/100_9670.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194887665964618146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfyzvnhEaI/AAAAAAAAAVE/dhnJiRruK54/s320/100_9670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Angie, Abby &amp;amp; Mom (below)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfC-vnhETI/AAAAAAAAAUM/oYC2yHEyjo8/s1600-h/100_9668.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194887657374683538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfyzPnhEZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/l3eiyKUygRg/s320/100_9668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, as you can see the spray tan turned out great! I felt like I had good natural color and didn't have to blind everyone with my winter whiteness!! Also, (as Sarah said) I didn't look like an Oompa-Loompa either! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-6340194135753727727?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/6340194135753727727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=6340194135753727727&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6340194135753727727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6340194135753727727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/04/fashion-show-spring-brunch-part-i.html' title='Fashion Show (Spring Brunch Part I)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBfyyvnhEYI/AAAAAAAAAU0/bBsgX6chEng/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_0739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-3345893803745630388</id><published>2008-04-25T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:44:50.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Color</title><content type='html'>No, I don't mean the beautiful colors of trees starting to bloom, tulips popping, colorful flower beds and blue skies...I mean &lt;em&gt;Spray Tan&lt;/em&gt;!  I can't believe I did it but it was a must!  Tomorrow morning I am modeling in a fashion show at the Ladies Spring Brunch for my church.  I couldn't think about strolling the catwalk looking pasty white in front of all those ladies- embarrassing!!  I went in this morning for my first experience of spray tanning.  It was actually kind of fun (if that sort of thing is considered fun?).  I guess perhaps "interesting" better describes it.  I walked out looking like I had a very subtle "glow" and throughout the day I've seen my "tan" progress to a nice, natural color.  I hope it looks good tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spring brunch Fashion Show segment takes an interesting twist...each model was told to take $20 and shop at our favorite discount, thrift or consignment store to find our outfit.  We were allowed to use our own jewelry and shoes but the rest was up to us to find.  I ended up finding a cute top at &lt;a href="http://platoscloset.com/"&gt;Plato's Closet&lt;/a&gt; and some dressy capri's at &lt;a href="http://www.rossstores.com/"&gt;Ross&lt;/a&gt;.  I am wearing shoes I wore in my sister's wedding and cute jewelry from &lt;a href="http://www.kohls.com/kohlsStore/homepage.jsp"&gt;Kohl's&lt;/a&gt;.  Some of the other models found their outfits at Nordstrom Rack, Goodwill, Savers, and Mile High Thrift.  I'll try to post pictures following the event tomorrow if I can.  It should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-3345893803745630388?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/3345893803745630388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=3345893803745630388&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3345893803745630388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3345893803745630388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer-color.html' title='Summer Color'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-389291217879568676</id><published>2008-04-24T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T11:52:54.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More About Me...(Tagged)</title><content type='html'>Since my sister knows I am always looking for things to blog about, I must answer her tag. So, here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I was doing 10 years ago: 1998...&lt;/strong&gt; I was getting ready to graduate from High School, "breaking-up" with my on-and-off boyfriend of 5 years since we were going to different colleges - I was gearing up for life at CU Boulder! So probably about now I was preparing for final exams and looking forward to summer. Oh! I was also getting ready to travel for the summer with USA (United Spirit Association) as a "professional cheerleader" leading/attending summer camps in California, Utah, and Colorado. (I continued to do this for 2 summers following H.S. - I'll post pictures...oh the glory days!) ...Wow, 10 year reunion this summer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things on my to do list for today&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Check in with work (e-mails, phone messages, general work stuff...and probably some blogging too!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Bathe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kenzie&lt;/span&gt;...this new independence while eating has really done a number on her hair! Daily baths are going to become a must for this little one!&lt;br /&gt;3. Take a walk&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to the zoo with Angie and the girls?? Um, what happened to that plan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch Grey's Anatomy!! Woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt;...it's back tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, like Angie, I would also give a ton of money away. As she said, who needs that much money? I would then buy a nice house, set some aside for kids' college, maybe go back to school myself...Ph.D. in Child Psychology doesn't sound too bad?, help my family out with debt &amp;amp; a few &lt;em&gt;wants&lt;/em&gt; they all have, travel - Kauai &amp;amp; Australia would be musts! Who knows...whatever the Lord called me to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three of my bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm usually late - I have a problem with sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;2. I stay up too late at night - probably why I have a problem with sleeping in!&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm not very good at keeping my house clean...but, it's clean right now!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five places I have lived:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Highlands Ranch, CO&lt;br /&gt;2. Boulder, CO&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Englewood&lt;/span&gt;, CO&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Littleton&lt;/span&gt;, CO&lt;br /&gt;5. ??&lt;br /&gt;*Born in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Englewood&lt;/span&gt;, moved to Highlands &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ranch&lt;/span&gt;, School in Boulder, back to Highlands Ranch, Married - moved to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Littleton&lt;/span&gt;, moved next door to my Grandparents in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Englewood&lt;/span&gt;, then bought a condo that took us back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Littleton&lt;/span&gt;. Who knows where to next...How exciting am I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five jobs I have had:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Waitress at a cafe&lt;br /&gt;2. Bookstore Clerk (Christian Bookstore in college)&lt;br /&gt;3. Preschool Teacher (4 year-olds)&lt;br /&gt;4. Chiropractic Assistant&lt;br /&gt;5. Insurance Assistant/Customer Service (current job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya have it...hopefully you learned something new about me! Have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-389291217879568676?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/389291217879568676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=389291217879568676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/389291217879568676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/389291217879568676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-about-metagged.html' title='More About Me...(Tagged)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7635813177418356350</id><published>2008-04-22T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:13:34.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeover</title><content type='html'>Warm weather seems to motivate me in a number of ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel the need to clean - the house, closets, cars, etc, organize, rearrange, read, pray, excercise and just "freshen up" in general - &lt;em&gt;Spring Cleaning&lt;/em&gt; I guess!! So, I decided to do the same to my Blog! Ta-Da!! I hope it makes you smile because I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to these things I did the same for myself. In March, right before Easter &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I know, right about now you're thinking, &lt;em&gt;"Whoa Amy, what happened to your timelines!?!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but don't worry, I'm trying to get over that!)&lt;/span&gt; I decided to bite the bullet and cut my hair. Sure, no big deal for most but for me...it was!! I have had the same &lt;em&gt;"style"&lt;/em&gt; since high school and after having a baby, gaining weight &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Grrr)&lt;/span&gt; and generally feeling like I needed a change - I went for it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;chopped&lt;/em&gt; 12 inches off!!! I was feeling called to donate my hair to &lt;a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/"&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/a&gt; and thought why not now? This is something I have always wanted to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it is...a makeover to my Blog, and a makeover for me! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAywvnhEPI/AAAAAAAAATs/zDBbWS4cS18/s1600-h/100_8918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192706183355502834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAywvnhEPI/AAAAAAAAATs/zDBbWS4cS18/s320/100_8918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAy0_nhEQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/1iZrVG0Y0UA/s1600-h/100_8919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192706256369946882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAy0_nhEQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/1iZrVG0Y0UA/s320/100_8919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAy1PnhERI/AAAAAAAAAT8/DiFrs-U0fRE/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+100_8957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192706260664914194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAy1PnhERI/AAAAAAAAAT8/DiFrs-U0fRE/s320/Copy+(2)+of+100_8957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAuLvnhEJI/AAAAAAAAATA/px5ehUey-8E/s1600-h/100_8945.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-7635813177418356350?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/7635813177418356350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=7635813177418356350&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7635813177418356350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7635813177418356350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/04/makeover.html' title='Makeover'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SBAywvnhEPI/AAAAAAAAATs/zDBbWS4cS18/s72-c/100_8918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-3220885462647857509</id><published>2008-04-17T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:20:41.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tank Tops to Turtlenecks...</title><content type='html'>I heard on the news this morning during the weather segment. "Tank Tops to Turtlenecks"...how sad!! That's Colorado weather for ya! In the 80's one day to the 30's the next. Well, we took advantage of the BEAUTIFUL, warm weather on Tuesday by having playgroup at the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenzie is getting so big and loves to explore, climb, slide, swing...Here's a look at a few of our adventures in the sunny weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoHfM9mtI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yr0n9cjmMpM/s1600-h/Copy+of+100_9430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190442679644560082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoHfM9mtI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yr0n9cjmMpM/s320/Copy+of+100_9430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoH_M9muI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CQyibw2jEIs/s1600-h/100_9445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190442688234494690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoH_M9muI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CQyibw2jEIs/s320/100_9445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoIfM9mvI/AAAAAAAAARE/iX6h_khvSVQ/s1600-h/100_9451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190442696824429298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoIfM9mvI/AAAAAAAAARE/iX6h_khvSVQ/s320/100_9451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoIvM9mwI/AAAAAAAAARM/_PkbQsWkpYc/s1600-h/100_9452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190442701119396610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoIvM9mwI/AAAAAAAAARM/_PkbQsWkpYc/s320/100_9452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoJPM9mxI/AAAAAAAAARU/qn7NxCM7-Jc/s1600-h/100_9454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190442709709331218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoJPM9mxI/AAAAAAAAARU/qn7NxCM7-Jc/s320/100_9454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, not even 24 hours later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgudvM9myI/AAAAAAAAARc/rx9VpVxTaKw/s1600-h/100_9467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190449658966416162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgudvM9myI/AAAAAAAAARc/rx9VpVxTaKw/s320/100_9467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAguePM9mzI/AAAAAAAAARk/DktU7kKmWho/s1600-h/100_9475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190449667556350770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAguePM9mzI/AAAAAAAAARk/DktU7kKmWho/s320/100_9475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAguevM9m0I/AAAAAAAAARs/WrtrS-6enJc/s1600-h/100_9477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190449676146285378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAguevM9m0I/AAAAAAAAARs/WrtrS-6enJc/s320/100_9477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-3220885462647857509?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/3220885462647857509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=3220885462647857509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3220885462647857509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3220885462647857509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/04/tank-tops-to-turtlenecks.html' title='Tank Tops to Turtlenecks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAgoHfM9mtI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yr0n9cjmMpM/s72-c/Copy+of+100_9430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-8853750051427595057</id><published>2008-04-15T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:04:02.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Get You!" Game</title><content type='html'>Sweet Mackenzie, it's amazing how her innocence and laughter from such simple pleasures can make my heart jump for joy!! The other day I spent an afternoon engaging in one of my favorite pastimes, playing with my darling daughter - as I do many afternoons. In our quiet, simple home the two of us can find moments where nothing else in the world matters. We can sit and relax while watching TV, roll about the floor tickling her silly little toes, tumble on the couches, play with her numerous toys or our most favorite...play "Get You" behind the love seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I captured these precious moments on film most recently because her face and laughter are the things of my heart I hope never to forget or take for granted. Nothing is more fun with my little one than seeing the anticipation that builds from the depths of her belly as I say, "I'm gonna get you!" and chase her behind the love seat where she becomes trapped between that and the sliding glass door. Her guttural growls turn in to full laughter as I sneak up behind her and tickle her collarbone (got that from her momma!), tummy and legs once there is no where else to get away to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love the sound of her laughter! Hearing that sound puts an instant smile on my face and her face shows proof of the pure joy she is experiencing in those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgivM9mmI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DqlmVyEDQpo/s1600-h/100_9230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189730664261196386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgivM9mmI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DqlmVyEDQpo/s400/100_9230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgi_M9mnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/InpX_GP-WOA/s1600-h/100_9234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189730668556163698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgi_M9mnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/InpX_GP-WOA/s400/100_9234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgjPM9moI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Mk8HHcaIR0k/s1600-h/100_9215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189730672851131010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgjPM9moI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Mk8HHcaIR0k/s400/100_9215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgjfM9mpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5LY020z1DtE/s1600-h/100_9236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189730677146098322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgjfM9mpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5LY020z1DtE/s400/100_9236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgjvM9mqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/v1ldKFw1X5A/s1600-h/100_9246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189730681441065634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgjvM9mqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/v1ldKFw1X5A/s400/100_9246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWhXfM9msI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zPpTUqGreew/s1600-h/100_9255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189731570499295938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWhXfM9msI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zPpTUqGreew/s400/100_9255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWhE_M9mrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kFbE3LsYuqU/s1600-h/100_9255.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8853750051427595057?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8853750051427595057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8853750051427595057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8853750051427595057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8853750051427595057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/04/get-you-game.html' title='The &quot;Get You!&quot; Game'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SAWgivM9mmI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DqlmVyEDQpo/s72-c/100_9230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4924298450459667463</id><published>2008-04-04T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:30:44.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R_cHTt09N1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Ir8FqCjBmpc/s1600-h/Wedding+Pictures+(3)+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185621531241035602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R_cHTt09N1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Ir8FqCjBmpc/s400/Wedding+Pictures+(3)+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Just as this ring has no end to it, because it's a circle, my love for you will never end...With this ring I give you all my love, all my devotion, all my trust and by God's grace I hope to be everything God intended me to be as a mate&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those were the vows Justin and I said to each other on our wedding day as we exchanged our rings - symbols of love and devotion, carefully chosen to one another's liking. I remember seeing the beautiful ring Justin had chosen for me the day he proposed and besides the fluttering in my heart I remember the feelings I had, thinking how well he really knew me -- to pick a ring that was so totally &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We chose his ring to compliment mine and with the qualities he wanted. Unique yet masculine. No stones due to his line of work at the time but a design that was simple yet eye-catching. I love our rings!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now we have two more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9360C8KWPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/I0RkaffR248/s1600-h/100_8781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178570918595287282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9360C8KWPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/I0RkaffR248/s400/100_8781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin received his Dad's ring right after he died in March of 2004. It was something to look at/wear and remember him by. Justin remembers seeing how smooth the ring had become over the years and recalls the story his mom told him about how his dad joked that he had worked twice as hard as she had - that was why it was worn down more. Justin thinks about all the things his Dad did in his lifetime and how capable he had been when he was healthy. His Dad was helpful, always giving of his time and abilities to have an effect on people in some way. He was a teacher, coach, husband, Dad, artist, wood-worker, carver...so many things to so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Justin's parents, Sue and Gary were married in 1976 (I think) - 28 years until Gary passed away. Sue had always told me that as her first daughter-in-law, she wanted me to have her wedding ring someday. So, in February when she came for a visit she gave me her ring - the time had come for her to part with it. She hadn't worn it for some time but felt the need to keep it for a while. I was surprised when she brought it and gave it to me. I am thankful to have the ring as I know it means a lot to Justin to have these small symbols of his parent's love. So, though the rings are no longer on the fingers to which they were placed, they are together and complete - a forever symbol of love two people had for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4924298450459667463?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4924298450459667463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4924298450459667463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4924298450459667463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4924298450459667463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/04/rings.html' title='Rings'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R_cHTt09N1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Ir8FqCjBmpc/s72-c/Wedding+Pictures+(3)+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-216850070254069233</id><published>2008-03-31T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:31:45.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a debate!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I was on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; home page getting ready to log on and check Blogs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, E-Mail etc when this article caught my eye: &lt;a href="http://spotlight.encarta.msn.com/Features/encnet_Features_Lists_default_article_UselessBodyParts.html?GT1=27004"&gt;Top 10 Useless Body Parts&lt;/a&gt;. It was interesting that as I was reading, it was plain to see this article was clearly written from the science/evolution point of view. I was frustrated that an article I thought would be lighthearted turned out to spark such a debate on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encnet/departments/Education_1/default.aspx?page=MsgBrdCoffeeBreak&amp;amp;BoardID=1323"&gt;Coffee Break message board&lt;/a&gt;. This is a site I'd never visited before but given the topic and my realization that there would most certainly be a debate on it, I decided to take a gander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA! There are some really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opinionated&lt;/span&gt; people out there. It made me sad to read the comments. Christians arguing their belief in God and others talking about their belief in evolution and opinions on what they refer to as "&lt;em&gt;the 'theory' of Biblical Wacky-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Doodieness&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; ... &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;? Really rude comments, from both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was just hoping to find some funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anecdotes&lt;/span&gt; about which body parts serve no obvious purpose or seem to annoy us, but instead stumbled upon what turned into a debate about creation vs. evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-216850070254069233?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/216850070254069233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=216850070254069233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/216850070254069233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/216850070254069233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-debate.html' title='What a debate!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5484031142555058484</id><published>2008-03-29T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T13:16:31.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know me...</title><content type='html'>Since I'm looking for things to Blog about...I found this on &lt;a href="http://thesimplewife.typepad.com/"&gt;Joanne's&lt;/a&gt; blog so figured I do it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What time did you get up this morning?&lt;/span&gt; 7:15 (Way too early for me on a Saturday...so I napped for another hour with my daughter on my chest- just terrible huh?) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Diamonds or pearls?&lt;/span&gt; Diamonds!!  We call them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BSO's&lt;/span&gt; in my family - Bright Shiny Objects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last movie you saw in the theater?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Definitely, Maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is your favorite TV show?&lt;/span&gt; Law and Order &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SVU&lt;/span&gt;, Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What did you eat for Breakfast?&lt;/span&gt; Nothing...I'm horrible at remembering to eat something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is your middle name?&lt;/span&gt; Patricia - that makes my initials spell "APE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What food do you dislike?&lt;/span&gt; Nothing I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is your favorite CD at the moment?&lt;/span&gt; Not really a CD...just the mix I play on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What kind of car do you drive?&lt;/span&gt; Toyota Camry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite sandwich?&lt;/span&gt; Chicken Walnut Sandwich from Paradise Bakery OR Chicken Salad Sandwich from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Panera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What characteristics do you despise?&lt;/span&gt; Lying, Laziness, Selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite item of clothing?&lt;/span&gt; Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for a vacation, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt; Back to Kauai!! Or Australia since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've never&lt;/span&gt; been there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What color is your bathroom?&lt;/span&gt; Blue with tan towels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite brand of clothing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Old&lt;/span&gt; Navy or Gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where would you retire?&lt;/span&gt; Kauai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Most memorable birthday?&lt;/span&gt; not sure...probably a surprise party when I was 12, 16 or 20.  I've had several surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite sport to watch?&lt;/span&gt; Football, mostly just when the Broncos are playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;/span&gt; November 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you a morning or a night person?&lt;/span&gt; Night...total night owl!  But I wish I were a morning person- I love morning, it's so peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is your shoe size?&lt;/span&gt; 7-7 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What did you want to be when you were little?&lt;/span&gt; Well, I told my parents I wanted to be a bum...then later I wanted to be a gymnast, dancer, or a teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What are you today?&lt;/span&gt; Wife, mom, customer service rep at an insurance company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is your favorite candy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Take 5&lt;/em&gt; candy bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your favorite flower?&lt;/span&gt; I've always loved Roses but they don't last very long...so I also love Gerber Daisies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt; April 3rd...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kenzie's&lt;/span&gt; Doctor check-up, we get to see if she weighs enough to ride in a forward facing car seat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt; A movie on TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt; Chick-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fil&lt;/span&gt;-A my hubby brought me for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Do you wish on stars?&lt;/span&gt; Nope, I Pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you were a crayon, what color would you be?&lt;/span&gt; Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is your pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt; People who chew with their mouth open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last person you spoke to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt; Angie, my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite soft drink?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wild Cherry Pepsi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite restaurant?&lt;/span&gt; I really like &lt;em&gt;Red Robin...or Cold Stone!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hair Color?&lt;/span&gt; Dark Brown...with highlights (auburn &amp;amp; caramel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite day of the year?&lt;/span&gt; Easter or Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What was your favorite toy as a child?&lt;/span&gt; Baby dolls/Barbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Summer or winter?&lt;/span&gt; Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hugs or kisses?&lt;/span&gt; Hugs from &lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt;...kisses from my hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chocolate or vanilla?&lt;/span&gt; Chocolate (especially Dark Chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt; Last Sunday...Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is under your bed?&lt;/span&gt; Storage- we are running out of room in our little condo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who is the friend you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had the longest?&lt;/span&gt; Jen or Heidi...friends from college that I keep in touch with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What did you do last night?&lt;/span&gt; Had dinner with my daughter &amp;amp; hubby @ Red Robin, then played Scrabble with my hubby after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kenzie&lt;/span&gt; went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite smell?&lt;/span&gt; A rainy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What are you afraid of?&lt;/span&gt; something terrible happening to my loved ones/being alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How many keys on your key ring?&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite day of the week?&lt;/span&gt; Friday...our family dinner nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How many states have you lived in?&lt;/span&gt; One!  COLORADO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Do you make friends easily?&lt;/span&gt; Fairly easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How many words did spell check have to correct?&lt;/span&gt; 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5484031142555058484?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5484031142555058484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5484031142555058484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5484031142555058484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5484031142555058484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-to-know-me.html' title='Get to know me...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-3276896205966389345</id><published>2008-03-28T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:57:25.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses For Not Updating My Blog...</title><content type='html'>In no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - TIMELINES&lt;br /&gt;I have this frustrating need to have accurate timelines.  Of course I do many things during the day/weeks worthy of blogging about but by the time I sit down to do it...too much time has passed.  BUT...I found a solution!  I can change the date of my posts!  So, from time to time I may be tricky and enter a back-post...check out my Valentine's Day post created &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; Kenzie's B-day and inserted &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt;.  This is a great way for me to &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; like I'm on task, keep my timelines accurate and sneak in a few more posts than you may think! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - PHOTOS&lt;br /&gt;I love entering photos in my posts...this means I feel like I need to hire the paparazzi to follow me around and document EVERYTHING I do!  (Wouldn't that be kind of fun!?  People would think I'm famous!)  So, I have many Blogging ideas...I just find them much more interesting if they have photos to go along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - CONTENT&lt;br /&gt;I love to read Blogs!!  This is a problem for me because as many as I read, I run out of time/desire to update my own.  I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; what others have to say and when I get done reading theirs I feel like I have &lt;em&gt;NOTHING&lt;/em&gt; to say!  I feel like my life, wisdom, thoughts, etc are so lame.  I'm satisfied to just read others, comment on others and update mine when something significant happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - AVID READERS&lt;br /&gt;The last excuse I will bore you with (if you're still reading that is....) is the lack of avid readers/visitors to my blog.  I thank those of you who have stopped by, left a comment or two and let me know you're out there!  I owe apologies to &lt;a href="http://flibbertigibberish.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt;, my sister, who checks my blog daily...about 5 times a day!  And to &lt;a href="http://thesimplewife.typepad.com/"&gt;Joanne&lt;/a&gt;, who has asked for updates - I hope you haven't given up on me!!  :)  Thank you to others who have dropped by from time-to-time as well.  If you're just a lurker, come on out from behind that computer of yours and say "Hi!"...I'd love to know you're there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stay tuned...I do have more posts coming!! Promise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-3276896205966389345?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/3276896205966389345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=3276896205966389345&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3276896205966389345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/3276896205966389345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/03/excuses-for-not-updating-my-blog.html' title='Excuses For Not Updating My Blog...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-8870693391811528198</id><published>2008-02-16T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:19:44.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet Girl!!</title><content type='html'>Kenzie turned ONE!! She is such a sweet girl and it is so weird to have a &lt;em&gt;one year old&lt;/em&gt;!! The day was perfect...and I couldn't have done it without the help of my Mom and Mother-in-Law. They were SO helpful getting everything prepared the night before and set-up the morning of. THANK YOU!! THANK TOU!! How blessed I feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun watching her interact with all of the guests, walking around the room, opening presents and just making everyone smile and laugh. It was nice having so many friends and family around to help make her day (and ours) so special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cupcake cake turned out great! It was an interesting task preparing it but it turned out fine. I think I could do a better job on the next one...should have done a test-run before I make it. Oh well...I'll have plenty of parties in the future to perfect it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party table was set, the pink room couldn't have been more girlie! We had way too much food &amp;amp; way too many presents...Kenzie loved them all!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sQBC8KVdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tz_6psyoprM/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_2447.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sQBC8KVdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tz_6psyoprM/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sTAC8KVgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2uV5-O0fodg/s1600-h/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177753088102651394" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sTAC8KVgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2uV5-O0fodg/s200/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sQBC8KVdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tz_6psyoprM/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177749806747637202" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sQBC8KVdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tz_6psyoprM/s200/Copy+of+IMG_2447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sUJS8KVhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mL2lHOI4JDA/s1600-h/100_8643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177754346528069138" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sUJS8KVhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mL2lHOI4JDA/s320/100_8643.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Kenzie's Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sW7C8KVqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FMqcdJd1q1Y/s1600-h/Copy+of+1+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177757400249816738" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sW7C8KVqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FMqcdJd1q1Y/s200/Copy+of+1+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sW6C8KVnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ott2MdGXh60/s1600-h/100_8639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177757383069947506" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sW6C8KVnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ott2MdGXh60/s200/100_8639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sW7i8KVrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/K0g0et1H6oA/s1600-h/100_8657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177757408839751346" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sW7i8KVrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/K0g0et1H6oA/s200/100_8657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZJy8KVsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vTiX8YJwOJA/s1600-h/100_8658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177759852676142786" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZJy8KVsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vTiX8YJwOJA/s200/100_8658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZKS8KVtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/94sudH9jmTM/s1600-h/100_8659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177759861266077394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZKS8KVtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/94sudH9jmTM/s200/100_8659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9toPi8KV9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ShkXY5SFpic/s1600-h/100_8656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177846812878985170" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9toPi8KV9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ShkXY5SFpic/s200/100_8656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Kenzie's Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZKi8KVvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vPqitHSuTH4/s1600-h/4+(24).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177759865561044722" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZKi8KVvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vPqitHSuTH4/s200/4+(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZKy8KVwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oDY5Ga9zsQc/s1600-h/100_8653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177759869856012034" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sZKy8KVwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oDY5Ga9zsQc/s200/100_8653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9to7y8KV-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/GLV-watUDGw/s1600-h/IMG_2440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177847573088196578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9to7y8KV-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/GLV-watUDGw/s200/IMG_2440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tpXS8KV_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/tdaE8oBP4z4/s1600-h/1+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177848045534599154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tpXS8KV_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/tdaE8oBP4z4/s200/1+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tkZC8KV7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GeUesGVfkmI/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_4315a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177842578041231282" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="152" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tkZC8KV7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GeUesGVfkmI/s320/Copy+of+IMG_4315a.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Kenzie LOVES cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNS8KV0I/AAAAAAAAALY/VO2DDHXfR-w/s1600-h/2+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177840177154512706" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNS8KV0I/AAAAAAAAALY/VO2DDHXfR-w/s200/2+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNi8KV1I/AAAAAAAAALg/oF_XtcOp-Pk/s1600-h/2+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177840181449480018" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNi8KV1I/AAAAAAAAALg/oF_XtcOp-Pk/s200/2+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNy8KV3I/AAAAAAAAALw/_rgZzHKlCIM/s1600-h/Copy+of+2+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177840185744447346" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNy8KV3I/AAAAAAAAALw/_rgZzHKlCIM/s200/Copy+of+2+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tkZC8KV6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZOgB9JVqxSw/s1600-h/IMG_4244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177842578041231266" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tkZC8KV6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZOgB9JVqxSw/s320/IMG_4244.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNy8KV2I/AAAAAAAAALo/lhVcECh84Ds/s1600-h/2+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177840185744447330" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tiNy8KV2I/AAAAAAAAALo/lhVcECh84Ds/s200/2+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thank You Card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177857550297225218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tyAi8KWAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E313d3kGhwc/s320/Thank+You+Card.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all good things must come to an end...and the little one was tuckered out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177858267556763666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9tyqS8KWBI/AAAAAAAAANA/EmBde4ToNo4/s400/100_8674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;We Love You So Much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sORS8KVaI/AAAAAAAAAII/oMd06VOHyG8/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8870693391811528198?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8870693391811528198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8870693391811528198&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8870693391811528198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8870693391811528198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-sweet-girl.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet Girl!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R9sTAC8KVgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2uV5-O0fodg/s72-c/IMG_2392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-1548925615153969218</id><published>2008-02-14T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:06:04.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day 2008</title><content type='html'>This was Kenzie's first Valentines Day!! She was in a bit of a grumpy mood, but we managed to get a few happy pictures anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IGi8KWCI/AAAAAAAAANI/_PfA_ZIr7ts/s1600-h/100_8614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178444792585672738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IGi8KWCI/AAAAAAAAANI/_PfA_ZIr7ts/s400/100_8614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But only if we played "chase" and suprised her around the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IHC8KWDI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OaG7RsuVw1k/s1600-h/100_8615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178444801175607346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IHC8KWDI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OaG7RsuVw1k/s400/100_8615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa came by with Valentines for his "girls" and Kenzie just &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; her pink flowers...and Mommy's beautiful red ones too! &lt;em&gt;"Ooooh"&lt;/em&gt; she said! She liked to feel them and the soft petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IHi8KWEI/AAAAAAAAANY/4RBmw9dYvxA/s1600-h/100_8618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178444809765541954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IHi8KWEI/AAAAAAAAANY/4RBmw9dYvxA/s400/100_8618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IIC8KWFI/AAAAAAAAANg/Xl0dJj1EDqs/s1600-h/Copy+of+100_8617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178444818355476562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IIC8KWFI/AAAAAAAAANg/Xl0dJj1EDqs/s400/Copy+of+100_8617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We joined my parents for Valentine dinner at Chili's, and that was the excitement of Valentine's Day 2008! Low-key, relaxing family day shared with those we love...isn't that what it's all about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-1548925615153969218?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/1548925615153969218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=1548925615153969218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1548925615153969218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1548925615153969218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/03/valentines-day-2008.html' title='Valentines Day 2008'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R92IGi8KWCI/AAAAAAAAANI/_PfA_ZIr7ts/s72-c/100_8614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4473367029857004612</id><published>2008-02-07T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:26:15.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby's Turning ONE!!</title><content type='html'>In less than a week and a half my baby is turning ONE!! I can't believe how fast this year has gone! Every stage has been better than the last and before I know it she'll be riding away on a school bus...dating...college...married...AAHHH! Well, I'll just love the moment for what it brings and continue to thank our amazing and faithful Lord for this precious miracle He's given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having fun with the party plans though...oh yes, there will be a party! I couldn't let her first birthday go by without a celebration with family and friends. The invitations are ready to go out (homemade of course!) I made the front to look like a magazine cover &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vqslr86OI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dCwo9SJJ0GY/s1600-h/Kenzie+Mag.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the inside holds details of the party using pink paper and a darling polka-dot paper by &lt;em&gt;sei&lt;/em&gt; called &lt;em&gt;Such A Girl.&lt;/em&gt; It's so cute!! For Christmas I got a fun cake pan shaped like a giant cupcake (from my sis-she knows I love to bake) and I can't wait to make it for the party!! I don't know how I'm going to decorate it yet but a couple of ideas the pan shows look like this: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vq71r86PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b5WnCWSVJM0/s1600-h/Kenzie+Mag.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164479711455013106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vq71r86PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b5WnCWSVJM0/s320/Kenzie+Mag.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vuxVr86SI/AAAAAAAAAHw/eb-qbM_Ro9I/s1600-h/wilton-cupcake-cake-pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164483929112897826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vuxVr86SI/AAAAAAAAAHw/eb-qbM_Ro9I/s320/wilton-cupcake-cake-pan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vrjVr86QI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NSqrWmKOB_g/s1600-h/Giant+Cupcake+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vz3lr86UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NHG6Ibd2Wfg/s1600-h/Giant+Cupcake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164489534045219138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vz3lr86UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NHG6Ibd2Wfg/s400/Giant+Cupcake+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry, don't know why this one is so small!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think since it's so close to Valentine's Day (February 16th) I'll serve sandwiches cut into heart shapes, and other assorted snacks...many detail to still work out but I'll get it all done! Can't wait to share party photos with you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...off for more planning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vrjlr86RI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EY_JHglmCkE/s1600-h/Giant+Cupcake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4473367029857004612?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4473367029857004612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4473367029857004612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4473367029857004612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4473367029857004612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-babys-turning-one.html' title='My Baby&apos;s Turning ONE!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R6vq71r86PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b5WnCWSVJM0/s72-c/Kenzie+Mag.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-6679200570455728497</id><published>2008-01-30T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:41:03.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Strikes Again!</title><content type='html'>STREP THROAT!!!  UGH!  It struck again...how I seem to get it is beyond me but somehow it finds its way to my lumpy, bumpy tonscils and makes a home.  I've felt crummy since last Friday when I thought it was just a minor cold.  I never really felt &lt;em&gt;that bad&lt;/em&gt; and actually I thought it was getting better until last night (of course the night before I'm supposed to join my sister and new bloggy friends for lunch- bummer).  I went to bed with an inkling that it was more than just an annoying cold...and I actually &lt;em&gt;dreamt&lt;/em&gt; I had strep.  So, first thing this morning I got up and called for an appointment!  ...Not messing around this time after the Strep of all Strep cases in 2006.  January 21st 2006- a date that will forever be a pain in my neck, &lt;em&gt;literally&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago I had the worst case of strep my Dr. said he had ever seen!  You know it's bad when your doctor looks at it, won't even swab it and asks you to close your mouth because it's the nastiest thing he's ever seen.  Think I'm exaggerating? I promise I'm not!   It was so bad it actually sent me to the ER with a high fever, vomiting and pain so bad I couldn't eat.  I lost 12 pounds...though not a diet method I'd reccommend!  After the antibiotics I'd been taking had clearly failed, I ended up getting a Penicilin shot in the rump but it did the trick!  Whew!  Serioulsy, it was SO bad I actually had my husband take pictures because I almost couldn't believe it myself!  I was going to post the pictures but looking at them again just turned my stomach so I thought I'd spare you the details and just let you take my word for it.  Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no messing around this time...got the culture this morning and started antibiotics today.  I should be over this soon and hopefully it will be another two years (or more) before it strikes again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-6679200570455728497?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/6679200570455728497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=6679200570455728497&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6679200570455728497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/6679200570455728497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-strikes-again.html' title='It Strikes Again!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2799092364857451467</id><published>2008-01-03T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:07:56.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Should Have Been Today...</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems impossible that 4 months have passed since we lost Joshua and it should have been today...the day we were supposed to meet him and celebrate his birth. January 3rd: a date that has brought tears and heartache to our dear Angie and Gary. A day we knew would come and a day we've prayed for strength for. I spent the day (along with mom and Abby) in Erie playing/running errands with Emma and Addie so Angie and Gary could have some time alone to reflect, cry, talk, pray...whatever they needed without distraction. There wasn't much to talk about, what was there to say? How do you console or even try to imagine or understand what they must be feeling when it's something I haven't experienced? All I can do is listen when they're willing to talk, lend my time when they need it and help where/when necessary. That's what today was for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good day though...the girls were great! We played, laughed, shopped and ate lunch...and slept on the way home when all was said and done. I wish I'd had my camera to capture the beauty of our three sleeping girls! Just darling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this day now behind us, my prayer is that Angie and Gary can celebrate life and the joys that are ahead. They got the good news that they are expecting again. A new life to nurture, another chance to continue to grow they're family and a mark that life &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; go on! God is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2799092364857451467?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2799092364857451467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2799092364857451467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2799092364857451467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2799092364857451467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-should-have-been-today.html' title='It Should Have Been Today...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-8992728224700955344</id><published>2007-12-12T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:24:04.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Colored lights or white lights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love the white ones...I think they look so magical, romantic and classy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Real tree or fake tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; the smell of real trees and had them for a while but now we have a pre-lit fake tree...mostly because of the convenience but now that I have a little person around here I'm even more glad to have a fake one. Here's the trick...light evergreen scented oils/candles in the house &amp;amp; it'll smell like the real thing! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your least favorite thing about the holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Worrying too much about the Christmas budget and losing sight of what it's really all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is the one thing that you would like to see under the tree this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; BSO's (bright, shiney, objects...aka jewelry!)...just kidding, I don't really know what I want the &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your favorite thing to do/build in the snow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love to watch it fall when it's coming down in huge flakes...but I also love a good snowball fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your favorite holiday drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hot Chocolate...love to combine the instant stuff with instant milk to make it creamy! Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your favorite holiday smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who is your favorite reindeer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner Blitzen...Rudolf! I don't have a favorite, I just love 'em all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your Christmas Eve ritual?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Start/Finish wrapping gifts...I rally shoul dplan ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Are you a Friday after Thanksgiving shopper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; NO!...although I did consider getting up for the 4:00am opening at kohls. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your favorite holiday food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas cookies, Stuffing, Pie...I love it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How did you find out that Santa wasn't real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My mom told me because she thought I already knew and was just "&lt;em&gt;milking&lt;/em&gt;" it. Boy was that a blow! (I was actually okay with it when they told me I could help play Santa for my younger sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who do you want to be under the mistletoe with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Justin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have you bought all your presents yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Only one! I'd better get on it! I just got lists from most of my family today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you spend Christmas with a lot of family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes--Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Grandparents, Sisters, Brother's-in-law, neices, parents, hubby, daughter...anyone else want to come? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you still make snowmen and snow angels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you still have snow ball fights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Always up for a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What's your favorite Christmas movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Miracle on 34th Street&lt;/em&gt; is sweet...but &lt;em&gt;National Lampoon's Chrstmas Vacation&lt;/em&gt; is a classic!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What do you plan to do for New Year's Eve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not sure...probably nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What's the most expensive thing you've ever gotten for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Digital Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How early do you wake up on Christmas morning?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;9:00 or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What do you usually get in your stocking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all kinds of stuff...I get a stoking from my hubby and one from my Mom too! Little trinket stuff...candies, batteries, pencils, gift cards, Post-it Notes, Scrapbooking embellishments (eyelets, brads, Tombo's, etc), gum, mints...love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your favorite religious Christmas carol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well it's not really a &lt;em&gt;carol&lt;/em&gt;, but I love the song: Jesus was Born Today ...Olson Family Favorite! (Thanks Dad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is your favorite non-religious Christmas song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause...and others, It's too hard to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How long do you leave up your Christmas decorations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Too long...if that's possible! I usually get them up late so I like to enjoy them before it's time to take them down. As long as they're down by February I think that's okay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Consider yourself tagged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to get you inspired...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143337600843831042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R2DOTCI01wI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nvXn7lX2XB8/s320/100_7968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-8992728224700955344?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/8992728224700955344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=8992728224700955344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8992728224700955344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/8992728224700955344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-meme.html' title='Christmas meme'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R2DOTCI01wI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nvXn7lX2XB8/s72-c/100_7968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4010549600080542152</id><published>2007-12-08T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T14:23:29.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time For Giving</title><content type='html'>I just heard about this great contest to win some fabulous baby &amp;amp; toddler toys...click &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/2689/parentsgiveaway/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or visit: &lt;a title="Parents Magazine Brand" href="hhttp://www.parents.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.parents.com&lt;/a&gt; to enter &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; name.  There are some fun toys- keep 'em for yourself or give them away to someone more in need.  I sure hope I win but if I don't...congratulations to whoever does!  Winner is being announced &lt;em&gt;tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I haven't even &lt;em&gt;started&lt;/em&gt; my Christmas Shopping!  Better get on it, so much to be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-4010549600080542152?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/4010549600080542152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=4010549600080542152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4010549600080542152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/4010549600080542152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-for-giving.html' title='A Time For Giving'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2476519538811986136</id><published>2007-11-28T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T16:06:21.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discomfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R04AkvzynAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dawfBEzxkJQ/s1600-h/41JJBRMAMCL._AA240_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138044856185297922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R04AkvzynAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dawfBEzxkJQ/s320/41JJBRMAMCL._AA240_%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the last few months with a group of girls from church, we've been taking a journey through each of our lives as we read/discuss chapters from Dan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Allender's&lt;/span&gt; book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Be-Told-Story-Shape-Future/dp/1578569486"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Be Told&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; The objective of the book is to get a clear picture of the life you have lived until now and to determine the life God has intended you to live in the future. If we can learn to listen to our own stories,we'll find themes that will carry into the future that God hopes we can co-author with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has certainly been an interesting journey and thought provoking to the point of exhaustion and sometimes pure restlessness. This last week was particularly convicting as I examined my choices. The fourth chapter, &lt;em&gt;L&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;istening&lt;/span&gt; to What Moves You- The Passion That Defines You &lt;/em&gt;we dissected the notions of our realities. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Allender&lt;/span&gt; says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;"We are both powerless and unimaginably powerful simply because we have the ability to choose... We are the sum of every yes that we udder...Seldom do we know the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;implications&lt;/span&gt; of our choices".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my heart and saying yes or no (making choices) determines my future and helps me to more closely examine what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Allender&lt;/span&gt; labels as the &lt;em&gt;Ideal Self, Real Self&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Ought Self&lt;/em&gt;. Upon reading the section on &lt;em&gt;Ideal Self&lt;/em&gt;, I took into consideration who I am as a physical being: wife, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mother&lt;/span&gt;, daughter, sister, friend, believer, worker. Within each of those labels I determined the characteristics/adjectives I'd like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;possess&lt;/span&gt;: devoted, strong, ambitious, honest, trustworthy, creative, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt;, loving, compassionate, &amp;amp; passionate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Allender&lt;/span&gt; points out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;"Our ideal self is revealed in what we value (passion), how we understand the world (belief), and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; we do to reach our ideal (behavior). Our passion belief, and behavior fit so intimately that I can say this with confidence:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;What we do is what we really value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;What we value enough to do tells other what we really believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;What we really believe shapes what we become.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;...So we always choose what we value most, even when our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt; does us harm. We won't change our behavior until we first recognize &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; we value most deeply and then honestly face how our passions reinforce what we really believe. We can change our beliefs, but doing so won't alter our behavior until our beliefs transform our values. We can change what we do, but the changes won't last if our values and convictions are not transformed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This made me think. As the &lt;em&gt;Real &lt;/em&gt;person that I am strives to reach the &lt;em&gt;Ideal&lt;/em&gt; which I'd like to become, what am I willing to risk, compromise, fight, and fail at to achieve it? What moves me? What are my greatest pleasures, desires and passions? What has God already created in me to become? These are tough questions for me. But here's what I know: I am uniquely designed to reveal something about God to others. I also know that this will include my child(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ren&lt;/span&gt;), spouse and family. But, am I willing to gather and refine the components of my &lt;em&gt;Real&lt;/em&gt; self to become who God intended me to be? Am I someone who is only willing to do the most comfortable thing because I'm too afraid of failure, rejection or discomfort? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think of all of these as they relate to my life now. I am a stay-at-home mom and I love my daughter more than anything but the one thing I have found missing from my days is the fellowship with others that keeps me going, feeling loved and motivated. I used to get just enough interaction while working outside of the home but now those days are over and although my purpose as a mom is being fulfilled daily (which I love) my purpose as a friend is withering. I think all of this relates to the &lt;a href="http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/10/friend-funk.html"&gt;friend funk &lt;/a&gt;I've been experiencing. I am searching for those friends that relate on a deeper level. I feel so often that I share of myself, putting myself out there- sometimes maybe too much because I feel like I have no filter...I'll tell you what ever you want to know (or don't want to know). I'll let you in, let you know me and my heart in hopes of being genuine, genuine enough that other feel they can be the same with me. For some reason this hasn't happened yet-at least not in the circle of friends I've surrounded myself with over the last 6 years. Another girl in our book study is opposite of me. She is a terrific listener and asks the right questions that get people talking and opening up yet she isn't willing to be vulnerable with others herself. She too is on a constant search for her &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; -struggling the same yet with a different approach. So although I think of myself as a good listener, I think I'm not listening the right way. I hear what people say but do I really hear? Do I process and actively participate in the content of their being? I would have to say no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I look at my past I realize I don't have friends from my long past. I don't keep in contact with friends from Elementary/Jr High/High School and only have a handful from College - that I do a pretty pitiful job of contacting regularly. I didn't grow up in a home that was welcoming others in- not to say we weren't a nice friendly family, we just rarely had friends over to play. It was always my sisters and I going to our friends houses not having them over to play in our yard, house or bedrooms the way we did when invited by others. So, what needs to change? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm what needs to change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I need to stop expecting it to be so easy, stop expecting others to reach out to me, and stop only doing the most comfortable thing. I need to step out and call people, drop in on friends, invite people over or out to coffee. I need to do a better job of investing in other people's lives. I need to listen, to &lt;em&gt;truly listen&lt;/em&gt;! I need to share my gifts/interests with others and nurture the friends God has placed in my path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm challenging myself to step out in the next two weeks and meet with at least two girls from my study group that I haven't met with before. I'm going to face the discomfort of being the one to initiate the call, allow for possible rejection but rejoice in the new freedom I hope to feel no longer being prisoner to my "comfortable" self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R04CNPzynBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aO-Ae728PSg/s1600-h/51G892R42XL__SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138046651481627666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R04CNPzynBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aO-Ae728PSg/s320/51G892R42XL__SS400_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Does it hurt?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sometimes." For he was always truthful. "When you are Real, you don't mind being hurt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up, or bit by bit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;"It doesn't happen all at once. You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out, and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. but those things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to those who don't understand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2476519538811986136?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2476519538811986136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2476519538811986136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2476519538811986136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2476519538811986136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/11/discomfort.html' title='Discomfort'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/R04AkvzynAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dawfBEzxkJQ/s72-c/41JJBRMAMCL._AA240_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2102460891196210882</id><published>2007-11-17T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:20:56.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been Tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://flibbertigibberish.blogspot.com/2007/11/tag-im-it.html"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; tagged me to share seven weird/random things about myself, so here I go in no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I don't like mascots - Justin says I'm "afraid" of them but it's more that I just don't like when &lt;em&gt;dumb things&lt;/em&gt; come talk to me or try to make a fool of me.  I don't like not knowing who's inside, and what they're thinking, the faces they're making or that they're laughing at the way people do rediculous things around them.  It's just wierd to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I don't like walking on grates/man-hole covers on the sidewalk and roads.  It doesn't bother me to drive/ride over them...I just don't like walking on them- it makes me feel creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Ever since I was little, whenever I needed to think of something happy or of something not scary to take my fears away I always pictured a group of teddy bears riding in a hot air balloon basket up in the blue sky going over/under a rainbow...looking back on that, it seems more scary to me that that was my "&lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;" thought...teddy bears are creepy when pictured like that!  ...I actually think that image came from a jig saw puzzle I used to have??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I always play a game with myself when I'm driving or riding in the car:  I look at the license plate of every car that passes by me and with the last 3 letters of their plate number, I try to see if it spells a word.  It can spell one on it's own, or I can rearrange them to make them spell one and if not, I think what letter I could substitute for one to make a word.  It's weird and really annoying in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I have a very strong &amp;amp; resilient head...I hit my head several different years in elementary school!  I fell off the monkey bars, ran into the building (literally - it's true!),  &amp;amp; went face forward on the parallel bars smacking my forehead on the other bar.  Not to mention, it continued in High School...got a gigantic goose-egg on my head during a pep assembly while performing with cheerleading- at least I impressed the football players!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I gave birth to my daughter and to a sponge all in one day!  During my c-section, a sponge was left inside and the doctors &amp;amp; nurses had to go back in to retrieve it!  Yikes...glad I wasn't exactly coherent for that!!  I was fine afterwards and it makes for a good story now!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I met my husband on a blind date...he was my best friend's blind date!  Oops!  :)  Good thing she didn't mind- she even stood up with us in our wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm sure I could come up with more but for now, that's what came to mind.  I'd tag others to do the same but I think Angie is the only one who reads my blog.  I'm new at this whole &lt;em&gt;blogging thing&lt;/em&gt; and according to her I don't write updates enough anyway...so, Ang, I hope you enjoyed this and maybe even learned something about me that you didn't know before!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2102460891196210882?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2102460891196210882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2102460891196210882&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2102460891196210882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2102460891196210882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been Tagged...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2348034409872632564</id><published>2007-11-06T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:55:30.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Better Outlook</title><content type='html'>As a follow-up to my last post...things are looking up! I think I was in a grumpy mood and feeling sorry for myself, so again, I must apologise for the ranting that occurred. Since that week of the "friend funk", I have had a few girls contact me and had some nice chats. In those conversations I realized a few things about myself. I realized that a lot of my feelings regarding the friendships I have and want are more about me finding who I really am now. What I mean by this is that I am going through a huge change adjusting to being a stay-at-home mom. I know I've been a mom for almost 9 months now but it's more than that. I finished working away from home, no longer going into the office twice a week and I think that after working in the office with my friends and co-workers for 4 years, it kind of freaked me out to be done with that. I am no longer in a social setting that keeps me connected with people, I am now in the world of a 9 month old. This is a really great thing...but scary because it's something I've never know before. I realized that friendships are going to be more of an effort and I am going to have to put myself out there to nurture friendships that I hope to grow stronger. It's not about the &lt;em&gt;popular crowd&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;fitting in&lt;/em&gt; but more about who I want to take the time and make the effort to get to know and who I want to truly know me. I am focusing on who &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; care enough about rather than what others think about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that in order to make the effort, I'm going to have to stop being such a home-body and be the one to make plans with friends, family and other moms. I am thrilled to have my Tuedsay's freed up so I can join MOPS at my church and know this will be a huge help in making new friends and getting to know others on a deeper level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and I want to take the initiative to invite people over for dinner and get to know couples. I want to make play-dates with other moms and their kids to take walks, go to parks, shop together, meet for lunch and coffee. I also would love to plan a Bunko night and just hang out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I have a better outlook now. I'm feeling proactive about frindships and am creeping out of my pity-party. I'm going to a Movie night on Friday, having friends over for dinner Saturday, and will attend my first MOPS meeting next Tuesday...Go ME!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2348034409872632564?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2348034409872632564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2348034409872632564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2348034409872632564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2348034409872632564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/11/better-outlook.html' title='A Better Outlook'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-5179537015988014948</id><published>2007-10-25T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:47:16.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend Funk</title><content type='html'>I'll apologise right now for the ranting I'm about to pour out...I've been in a bit of a friend funk lately and just need to share my thoughts. How is it possible that I'm in my late 20's and feel like I'm in the midst of a high school popularity contest. The oddity about it is that has to do with my church "friends". We've been attending our church for 6 years and were immediately pulled into a "Young and Married" group. We made some fun new friends-many who had known each other since junior high and high school. It was nice to come into a group who had such a great background of growing up in the church &amp;amp; youth group together. But now as we sit, 6 years invested, it seems as though there's an inner circle that just can't be penetrated. What I mean is that I don't feel our connections/frienships are as deep and intimate as I hoped they would be by now. &lt;em&gt;They're&lt;/em&gt; all friends and it's hard to be in with that. It's a constant battle (mostly on my part) where I get wrapped up in wanting to be part of &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; group. How silly is that? It's a yucky feeling that leaves me sour and downright grumpy when I let myself feel so low about it. What is it that makes me think I'm not good enough for them or that I'll never "fit in" as it seems? Why do I stuggle to trust many of them as much as I'd like to?  I've never felt this insecure about myself as a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that has made me notice this lately is an incident that took place between a particular female friend and I. We had made a good connection when she and her husband joined our group a couple of years ago and we seemed to have many things in common. I really began to trust this person and value her as a friend. Not long ago I shared with her a stuggle I was experiencing- some personal issues with my family as well as my views on the church group "inner circle" debackle I was having. She agreed with many of my views. I even mentioned to her that I wasn't sure this church was right for us anymore and she shared her thoughts on the matter too. The interesting spin on this is that since that conversation, our friendship has been nothing but surfacy (is that a word?) and very distant as it seems we only talk in passing now. She has more obviously clung to those in the group I was referring to in that particular conversation and has drifted as my friend. What really hurts is that since sharing those thoughts she hasn't even followed up to see how things are or inquired about the status on any of these issues. Quite honestly I feel betrayed by a person who I placed my trust in. Now I am left questioning even more the future of our existance in that group/church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship just shouldn't be that much of an effort.  Friendship should be comfortable, fun, encouraging, trusting, forgiving, and loving.  So, to combat these frustrations, I have made the effort to nurture the "old" friendships that were formed long ago...making time &amp;amp; plans with the friends that know my heart and care about me and my family.  Although this makes me feel better it doesn't take away the hurt, frustration and confusion I feel at church.  I talked to my sisters about this and my older (and  my I say &lt;em&gt;wiser&lt;/em&gt;) sister said she could feel compassion for what I was feeling but certainly couldn't relate.  She has not seen these issues at her church...and isn't that the way it should be?  So what do I do?  Is it even possible these feelings will go away- can the situation be fixed?  I don't know.  My brother in law also gave me some food for thought when he mentioned the age-long question, when are we going to stop trying to please others and start pleasing God?  Am I truly seeking to enter into the frienships to glorify God or am I wrapped up in the immature popularity contest to just fit in?  Everybody wants friends...but at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;...if you made it this far, thanks for reading!  The ranting is now over (until next time...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-5179537015988014948?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/5179537015988014948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=5179537015988014948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5179537015988014948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/5179537015988014948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/10/friend-funk.html' title='Friend Funk'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-7318964447636851719</id><published>2007-10-22T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:48:03.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy days are a gift from God too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...I have to remind myself of that when I have one of those days which it may have been better to just stay in my jammies and not face the busyness of the day. Today was one of those days. With great intentions I left the house to take lunch to Justin and spend time with him and Kenzie. Monday's are tough because he leaves the house SO early to catch the lightrail to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sidenote-He does this because after work he has class, and since I'm a worrysome wife (I come by it honestly, &lt;em&gt;mom&lt;/em&gt;) he succombs to my wishes and takes the lightrail so he's not walking back to his car left at work going through dark streets/alleys when class gets out.  Thanks my love!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we ate our lunch and talked, smiled and giggled at Kenzie who so far was in a sweet mood. All was well as we said goodbye knowing we wouldn't see eachother until much later in the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it was off to the next activity...meet mom, Abby, Angie and the girls at McD's. The plan was that I'd call mom when I was close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called...and called...and called. Hmmm, no answer. Let's try Abby. Ringing...Ringing...Voicemail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay....Angie? Called...called...called, Voicemail. Great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did this again and again until they probably each had &lt;em&gt;5 missed calls&lt;/em&gt;. I left an exasperated voicemail on mom's phone...decided to drive through the parking lot of McD's- if they're not there I guess I'm headed home. What luck! They were there!! :) I joined in on the tail end of their lunch and listened (deciphered) the stories of an (almost) 4 year old's tales of Disneyland adventures and the agreements of her sweet two year old little sister, "&lt;em&gt;Yep&lt;/em&gt;"...sweet Emma and Addie! ...Off to Ronald's Play Place...in and out, in and out- who's in the bathroom? Addie's stuck on the playground? Where's your sock Emma? &lt;em&gt;Don't you watch your kids lady?&lt;/em&gt; ...Thank goodness for 8 month old's!! Kenzie can you stay this little?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time to say our goodbye's, the meltdown began. Shut the car door, turn the car on...and commence with the crying!! Oh boy...thank goodness this isn't a daily occurrance. I know well enough by now it was a combination of overstimulation and desperately fighting a nap- but what can you do? The meltdown continued, tears, screams, mommy loves (that seems to help a little-for both of us!) Finally a nap. 30 minutes later...in the middle of making dinner and waiting the arrival of friends...crying, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;! Oh sweet Kenzie, how &lt;em&gt;I'd&lt;/em&gt; love a nap! I got her up and settled her down for a snack as I finshed the final dinner preparations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess a good mess cures any grumpy mood! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/Rx2IuPs1OyI/AAAAAAAAACc/b73jICW58do/s1600-h/100_7225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124402279087422242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/Rx2IuPs1OyI/AAAAAAAAACc/b73jICW58do/s320/100_7225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a silly girl!  After such a crazy day, I still look at my beautiful girl and thank God for this precious gift...it's in the midst of the busyness, tantrums, meltdowns, crying and sobbing that I remind myself that I have the best job in the world!  Just look at that face!  So, thank you Lord for the crazy days too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-7318964447636851719?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/7318964447636851719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=7318964447636851719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7318964447636851719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/7318964447636851719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/10/crazy-days-are-gift-from-god-too.html' title='Crazy days are a gift from God too...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/Rx2IuPs1OyI/AAAAAAAAACc/b73jICW58do/s72-c/100_7225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-1481886522126210103</id><published>2007-10-14T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:50:39.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One month to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday was the day...meeting time with the bosses! I'm happy to say all went well and I will be a stay-at-home mom by month's end. I will still be &lt;em&gt;working from home&lt;/em&gt; but my days of toting Kenzie to the office are coming to an end. I'm really looking forward to this new routine as I have seen many changes in Kenzie now that she's almost 8 months old! I have been so blessed to have taken her with me this long and am thankful for the generosity my bosses have shown through it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wrapping things up and will finish out the last two weeks...I can't help but think this is the perfect time to do this not only because Kenzie's needs are changing but because I most relieved that I won't have to take her out in the bad weather when the winter stoms start rolling in! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-1481886522126210103?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/1481886522126210103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=1481886522126210103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1481886522126210103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/1481886522126210103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-month-to-go.html' title='One month to go...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-2415715044632946581</id><published>2007-10-09T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:25:52.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just another day at the office...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kenzie&lt;/span&gt; is getting to that point though where I'm sure my days are numbered.  As much as I would love to keep bringing her with me, my mommy guilt is getting to me not to mention her tantrums when all she wants is to be held-but I don't mind because I love to hold her, it's just hard to get things done that way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So...I have a follow-up meeting on Thursday and I have a feeling they'll be sending me packing!  Ha Ha!  It's not really like that but I do think I'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt; strictly from home before I know it.  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  That's good news for you right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jeepy&lt;/span&gt;?  More days to come and play!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569823132395438859-2415715044632946581?l=jakesplace07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/feeds/2415715044632946581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569823132395438859&amp;postID=2415715044632946581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2415715044632946581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569823132395438859/posts/default/2415715044632946581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakesplace07.blogspot.com/2007/10/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah, Blah, Blah'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476104528260807481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcBZ7RCwL-8/SxBgVLIAFoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DO9J0wy1kf0/S220/Copy+of+Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569823132395438859.post-4501984984627427808</id><published>2007-10-07T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T12:50:57.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to JAKE's Place!</title><content type='html'>Welcome!  We are happy to have a way to share our family with you.  Our hope is to keep this site updated with our latest news, fun stories and cute pictures to keep you coming back for more!  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