<?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-990298211495326353</id><updated>2012-01-30T20:40:13.136-08:00</updated><category term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Paul, Gretchen, Pierce and Hope</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>449</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-3035371169063986519</id><published>2012-01-30T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T12:20:48.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I'm still on this hair adventure thing. You know, grow it out for the husband for his 10 year anniversary gift. And me being the &lt;strike&gt;obnoxious&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;dedicated blogger I am, I can make almost anything for the blog, including my hair growing out. I plan to take pictures every 2 weeks to watch the hair grow, like watching a baby bump grow, but not nearly as cute.&amp;nbsp;&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;This is the first picture...&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-eh_JongEQ/Tyb50ov6VMI/AAAAAAAAHgs/Yt2xBXRf5_8/s1600/IMG_3270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-eh_JongEQ/Tyb50ov6VMI/AAAAAAAAHgs/Yt2xBXRf5_8/s320/IMG_3270.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And me being the classy gal I am, wasn't really sure how to document it today. So, I tried the whole picture in front of the mirror (people always crack me up, when they load these kinds of pics to facebook )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0C5i1OUXD8/Tyb53iOs0dI/AAAAAAAAHg0/ssw-SJ3nXDI/s1600/IMG_3447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0C5i1OUXD8/Tyb53iOs0dI/AAAAAAAAHg0/ssw-SJ3nXDI/s320/IMG_3447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then opted for Hope to take a picture of me. In front of the toilet. Even classier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_kZyunr0jo/Tyb56SzbuYI/AAAAAAAAHg8/tXsKQsL9vNQ/s1600/IMG_3448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_kZyunr0jo/Tyb56SzbuYI/AAAAAAAAHg8/tXsKQsL9vNQ/s320/IMG_3448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, let me just tell you all, I saw this girl yesterday at church with the cutest short hair, and I felt a serious pang to cut mine. Let it grow till December? I just don't know....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-3035371169063986519?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/3035371169063986519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=3035371169063986519' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3035371169063986519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3035371169063986519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/2-weeks.html' title='2 weeks'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-eh_JongEQ/Tyb50ov6VMI/AAAAAAAAHgs/Yt2xBXRf5_8/s72-c/IMG_3270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-5297932162213519985</id><published>2012-01-29T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T10:07:54.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls just wanna have fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday night Brittany had us and some other friends over for a little celebration for Blake's birthday.&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;33 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJlQgxR73ws/TyWC3Kzu_ZI/AAAAAAAAHfM/YWIYjm5KbeY/s1600/IMG_3414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJlQgxR73ws/TyWC3Kzu_ZI/AAAAAAAAHfM/YWIYjm5KbeY/s320/IMG_3414.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Did we all say the same thing when we turned 33? Same age as Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVu8SqYx6dM/TyWC6RxqXZI/AAAAAAAAHfU/UMjN5kD-xBA/s1600/IMG_3415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVu8SqYx6dM/TyWC6RxqXZI/AAAAAAAAHfU/UMjN5kD-xBA/s320/IMG_3415.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I did my best to get a group shot of the kids, but that didn't turn out so well. A) All the kids would not cooperate. B) My camera acts up sometimes, and the picture of all the kids on the couch, they looked like the were sitting on the sun. Soooo frustrating :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5luV9c9RAE/TyWC_lIYSEI/AAAAAAAAHfc/0laHpKSgEkg/s1600/IMG_3411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5luV9c9RAE/TyWC_lIYSEI/AAAAAAAAHfc/0laHpKSgEkg/s320/IMG_3411.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I did manage to get a little time holding Miss Ella. She's so cuuuute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXyvGdlghLs/TyWDESIKNfI/AAAAAAAAHfk/01yZfBwcDN4/s1600/IMG_3416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXyvGdlghLs/TyWDESIKNfI/AAAAAAAAHfk/01yZfBwcDN4/s320/IMG_3416.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we (by we, I mean the ladies and kids, the guys stayed downstairs watching sports) all went upstairs for some play time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFazs-dysBM/TyWDJv3kqrI/AAAAAAAAHfs/QnByGB0JPCg/s1600/IMG_3419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFazs-dysBM/TyWDJv3kqrI/AAAAAAAAHfs/QnByGB0JPCg/s320/IMG_3419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And at first it was all about the kids. They were running around like banshees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqHgIrKZbBU/TyWDVSUYkvI/AAAAAAAAHf0/ThKNa1zpwS8/s1600/IMG_3426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqHgIrKZbBU/TyWDVSUYkvI/AAAAAAAAHf0/ThKNa1zpwS8/s320/IMG_3426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Playing up a storm! Sweating, bouncing, playing ball, singing, and dancing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xUmMJKllyE/TyWDZ2oPmCI/AAAAAAAAHf8/EhikoHgALek/s1600/IMG_3420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xUmMJKllyE/TyWDZ2oPmCI/AAAAAAAAHf8/EhikoHgALek/s320/IMG_3420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUT somehow, in the midst of child's play, the &lt;strike&gt;women&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;girls took over, and it became ALL about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HncoolZyRJA/TyWDk3hZ-mI/AAAAAAAAHgE/_irInew8GAY/s1600/IMG_3424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HncoolZyRJA/TyWDk3hZ-mI/AAAAAAAAHgE/_irInew8GAY/s320/IMG_3424.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;You get a group of girls together, and turn on 'girls just wanna have fun' and we revert, and act a fool. (My favorite is Karen on the left. She looks like she's doing a little praise and worship!! Picture courtesy of Brittany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLKDjGdNsSw/TyWDlSBkceI/AAAAAAAAHgM/jU5XmIgACOI/s1600/singing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="408" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLKDjGdNsSw/TyWDlSBkceI/AAAAAAAAHgM/jU5XmIgACOI/s640/singing.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And while the women folk act crazy, all the children can do is look on in horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-26446gIstv0/TyWDrnIunfI/AAAAAAAAHgU/KOVLKaZcDF4/s1600/IMG_3422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-26446gIstv0/TyWDrnIunfI/AAAAAAAAHgU/KOVLKaZcDF4/s320/IMG_3422.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpHuDBgFN3o/TyWDx3lKLyI/AAAAAAAAHgc/IzI1CriMaUM/s1600/girls+laughing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpHuDBgFN3o/TyWDx3lKLyI/AAAAAAAAHgc/IzI1CriMaUM/s400/girls+laughing.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Girls really do, just wanna have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66Ch4i55AMw/TyWD1zU57VI/AAAAAAAAHgk/FjwZVy0J_jQ/s1600/IMG_3430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66Ch4i55AMw/TyWD1zU57VI/AAAAAAAAHgk/FjwZVy0J_jQ/s640/IMG_3430.JPG" width="556" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-5297932162213519985?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/5297932162213519985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=5297932162213519985' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5297932162213519985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5297932162213519985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html' title='Girls just wanna have fun'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJlQgxR73ws/TyWC3Kzu_ZI/AAAAAAAAHfM/YWIYjm5KbeY/s72-c/IMG_3414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2905238903902860729</id><published>2012-01-28T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T19:30:24.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;strike&gt;stole &lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;borrowed this from Jill, because it's just a good reminder for myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XkQp3K82Z_8/TyS8LCoqxnI/AAAAAAAAHfE/QTk5M2-B_Bs/s1600/babies-wont-keep1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XkQp3K82Z_8/TyS8LCoqxnI/AAAAAAAAHfE/QTk5M2-B_Bs/s640/babies-wont-keep1.jpg" width="500" /&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;Sometimes, I just need these gentle&amp;nbsp;nudges, about what's really important. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-2905238903902860729?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2905238903902860729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2905238903902860729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2905238903902860729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2905238903902860729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-reminder.html' title='A good reminder'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XkQp3K82Z_8/TyS8LCoqxnI/AAAAAAAAHfE/QTk5M2-B_Bs/s72-c/babies-wont-keep1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-3644785538134777412</id><published>2012-01-27T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:13:11.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest? 'You are my sunshine'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I heard about Pinterest, I initially of course, had no desire to do it. That's my usual m.o. I don't want to try the new thing. I finally caved, because all the cool kids were doing it, and I didn't want to be left out. &amp;nbsp;And I'm so glad that I did! It has given me soooo many ideas. It's like a kick in the brain, for the non creative souls of this world.&amp;nbsp;&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;Lots of party ideas....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrOhkaokJEA/TyLV0AYQvzI/AAAAAAAAHdE/_zuqvQzZes4/s1600/205195326741790046_ptC1dJrt_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrOhkaokJEA/TyLV0AYQvzI/AAAAAAAAHdE/_zuqvQzZes4/s320/205195326741790046_ptC1dJrt_b.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope would just DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfUU5exODa0/TyLV2Ea6r_I/AAAAAAAAHdM/4frEAeUnhbY/s1600/213921051019667743_oSS1uGzo_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfUU5exODa0/TyLV2Ea6r_I/AAAAAAAAHdM/4frEAeUnhbY/s320/213921051019667743_oSS1uGzo_b.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fun things to try with the kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIn2DmlvxrU/TyLV4ugVUPI/AAAAAAAAHdU/Cd1gXYvdPn8/s1600/170925748327208261_oKH2tIZ8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIn2DmlvxrU/TyLV4ugVUPI/AAAAAAAAHdU/Cd1gXYvdPn8/s1600/170925748327208261_oKH2tIZ8_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ta-da!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaMUgnKyx90/TyLV94yes9I/AAAAAAAAHdc/f_IKhNbgCdI/s1600/IMG_3290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaMUgnKyx90/TyLV94yes9I/AAAAAAAAHdc/f_IKhNbgCdI/s320/IMG_3290.JPG" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;New recipes, that I have ventured into trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjxnufPb2z8/TyLV_K7GyDI/AAAAAAAAHdk/uzuP-l9MIk0/s1600/4996249556244751_nHBFvAoV_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjxnufPb2z8/TyLV_K7GyDI/AAAAAAAAHdk/uzuP-l9MIk0/s320/4996249556244751_nHBFvAoV_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Vcuk8bq1_4/TyLWAiTw-BI/AAAAAAAAHds/Yjt2hsZiadA/s1600/213921051019711814_fbmuaDKp_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Vcuk8bq1_4/TyLWAiTw-BI/AAAAAAAAHds/Yjt2hsZiadA/s320/213921051019711814_fbmuaDKp_b.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And when I made this nugget recipe, Paul said, "this is the best thing you've ever made." It only took 9 years to hear that!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp7QkrOdk3Q/TyLWCWoNCDI/AAAAAAAAHd0/XxMgCITWFr0/s1600/213921051019660800_zt1lGeC4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp7QkrOdk3Q/TyLWCWoNCDI/AAAAAAAAHd0/XxMgCITWFr0/s400/213921051019660800_zt1lGeC4_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But then, one day when I was perusing around, I saw THIS, and I knew that it was just what I wanted. &amp;nbsp;I had been wanting to do something different in the living room, but everything I saw, just didn't peak my interest. But this I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZm5Zg_gpls/TyLWEzxbFGI/AAAAAAAAHd8/LKha62dAQQ8/s1600/213921051019660408_990pQoFw_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZm5Zg_gpls/TyLWEzxbFGI/AAAAAAAAHd8/LKha62dAQQ8/s400/213921051019660408_990pQoFw_b.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, as part of my Christmas from my parents, I ordered it, and it came just a few days ago! I was so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN9X34ZIkUU/TyLWLi8KslI/AAAAAAAAHeE/JAXo5Q8vuns/s1600/IMG_3384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN9X34ZIkUU/TyLWLi8KslI/AAAAAAAAHeE/JAXo5Q8vuns/s320/IMG_3384.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had a whole idea of what I wanted to do, and Paul being the good husband he is, had to do the tedious job and put it together for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FckLNN_atfk/TyLWORDY7xI/AAAAAAAAHeM/iQPiMdaDTOE/s1600/IMG_3385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FckLNN_atfk/TyLWORDY7xI/AAAAAAAAHeM/iQPiMdaDTOE/s320/IMG_3385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;If it were up to me to put it up, it would be a m-e-s-s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYBk6RI_KIA/TyLWR1VewSI/AAAAAAAAHeU/fZ4qY704wjA/s1600/IMG_3387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYBk6RI_KIA/TyLWR1VewSI/AAAAAAAAHeU/fZ4qY704wjA/s320/IMG_3387.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But he did it perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWq3azINnVc/TyLWV9Dp-LI/AAAAAAAAHec/MbVQ61klTWw/s1600/IMG_3389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWq3azINnVc/TyLWV9Dp-LI/AAAAAAAAHec/MbVQ61klTWw/s400/IMG_3389.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWqgb_nUI6k/TyLWYjU70lI/AAAAAAAAHek/IZS6sdSS-5Q/s1600/IMG_3390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWqgb_nUI6k/TyLWYjU70lI/AAAAAAAAHek/IZS6sdSS-5Q/s320/IMG_3390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's just different enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwZc_amdEzc/TyLWbEA8psI/AAAAAAAAHes/9lkgExW-wVU/s1600/IMG_3388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwZc_amdEzc/TyLWbEA8psI/AAAAAAAAHes/9lkgExW-wVU/s400/IMG_3388.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And adds the pizazz I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s--NhxpNbBU/TyLWdZzEiLI/AAAAAAAAHe0/2oLMQYXpRI0/s1600/IMG_3391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s--NhxpNbBU/TyLWdZzEiLI/AAAAAAAAHe0/2oLMQYXpRI0/s320/IMG_3391.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And now I'm thinking I need some chevron pillows, and a throw. Back to pinterest I go..... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPeEUQyCsXk/TyLWdje5JbI/AAAAAAAAHe8/LPltOPWqLx4/s1600/213921051019877618_z7qCBv1X_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPeEUQyCsXk/TyLWdje5JbI/AAAAAAAAHe8/LPltOPWqLx4/s400/213921051019877618_z7qCBv1X_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-3644785538134777412?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/3644785538134777412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=3644785538134777412' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3644785538134777412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3644785538134777412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/pinterest-you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='Pinterest? &apos;You are my sunshine&apos;'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrOhkaokJEA/TyLV0AYQvzI/AAAAAAAAHdE/_zuqvQzZes4/s72-c/205195326741790046_ptC1dJrt_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2704539542842423316</id><published>2012-01-26T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:28:35.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to keep it honest about hat day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Soooooo. Today was hat day at school. Sounds easy enough, doesn't it? And it's really tempting to show you this picture here and say how fun of a day is is....&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;Happy Hope. Oh boy, hat day is fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nz7dEE6vNaU/TyGBX5QGSbI/AAAAAAAAHcs/gcFC38qp6zc/s1600/IMG_3396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nz7dEE6vNaU/TyGBX5QGSbI/AAAAAAAAHcs/gcFC38qp6zc/s320/IMG_3396.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But that would be a lie. So, let me keep it honest here. THIS is how Hope acted about wearing her hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ipoUbTHo34/TyGBaF0qOvI/AAAAAAAAHc0/c_jAS4yLjUI/s1600/IMG_3392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ipoUbTHo34/TyGBaF0qOvI/AAAAAAAAHc0/c_jAS4yLjUI/s400/IMG_3392.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I took Hope out yesterday,and let HER pick out a special new hat for school today. THIS is what she chose to wear, oh yippee skippy. Yet today, when it was time to wear the new said hat, she fell apart. I wanted to ring her little neck &amp;nbsp;(even though, I remember my mom FORCING me to wear a LAMB hat one time, and I sobbed the entire time. Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, right mom?!) We went three rounds about it, and I assured her that she could wear it in, and then take it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QeekzB7KvOE/TyGBcLitbVI/AAAAAAAAHc8/NyW2TEIFnw8/s1600/IMG_3393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QeekzB7KvOE/TyGBcLitbVI/AAAAAAAAHc8/NyW2TEIFnw8/s640/IMG_3393.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She went into school happy, but we still had to go through a myriad of emotions before getting there. Oh my soul people. :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-2704539542842423316?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2704539542842423316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2704539542842423316' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2704539542842423316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2704539542842423316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/going-to-keep-it-honest-about-hat-day.html' title='Going to keep it honest about hat day'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nz7dEE6vNaU/TyGBX5QGSbI/AAAAAAAAHcs/gcFC38qp6zc/s72-c/IMG_3396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7683512226462622898</id><published>2012-01-25T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T14:42:48.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The great wall of animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You know how China built that ginormous wall to protect its borders from any harm? Well, Hope has her own wall built every single night to protect her from harm too.&amp;nbsp;&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;All animals must lay against inside wall, and why I asked? "To stop any monsters from coming through."&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;Hope and China. Both brilliant.&amp;nbsp;&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/-e-Vw8ci_vgA/TyAw3CF9NFI/AAAAAAAAHck/T1LjfgIDVJk/s1600/IMG_3191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-Vw8ci_vgA/TyAw3CF9NFI/AAAAAAAAHck/T1LjfgIDVJk/s640/IMG_3191.jpg" width="424" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-7683512226462622898?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7683512226462622898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7683512226462622898' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7683512226462622898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7683512226462622898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-wall-of-animals.html' title='The great wall of animals'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-Vw8ci_vgA/TyAw3CF9NFI/AAAAAAAAHck/T1LjfgIDVJk/s72-c/IMG_3191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-4924809189182525885</id><published>2012-01-23T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T14:42:02.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a sweet melody to a mother's ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't updated in a while about Pierce's karate. We took a little break around the holiday's, but he is now back at it, and he is now sparring.&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we got his gear it came with some important instructions...&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3O5lzWYnmg/Tx2-c7h0LfI/AAAAAAAAHcE/HVt4Mu96Dlg/s1600/IMG_2033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3O5lzWYnmg/Tx2-c7h0LfI/AAAAAAAAHcE/HVt4Mu96Dlg/s320/IMG_2033.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Take a close look at the smaller print here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Read all warnings and instructions before use.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Keep for future reference by all users for the life of the gear.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and by far my favorite one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Failure to follow directions may result in injury, disability, and death&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MnDLrCBVWyc/Tx2-jDmqdcI/AAAAAAAAHcM/K-riw8cZa7M/s1600/IMG_2032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MnDLrCBVWyc/Tx2-jDmqdcI/AAAAAAAAHcM/K-riw8cZa7M/s320/IMG_2032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I mean really, those are the sweet words every mother wants to read when sending her younglin' off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3bK4sMAcsU/Tx2-pLjRRmI/AAAAAAAAHcU/q1RRrQsfzBI/s1600/IMG_2031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3bK4sMAcsU/Tx2-pLjRRmI/AAAAAAAAHcU/q1RRrQsfzBI/s320/IMG_2031.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-4924809189182525885?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/4924809189182525885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=4924809189182525885' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4924809189182525885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4924809189182525885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-sweet-melody-to-mothers-ears.html' title='What a sweet melody to a mother&apos;s ears'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3O5lzWYnmg/Tx2-c7h0LfI/AAAAAAAAHcE/HVt4Mu96Dlg/s72-c/IMG_2033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-4475026689425405784</id><published>2012-01-22T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:49:16.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious 13.</title><content type='html'>&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;Thirteen. Oh glorious thirteen. When you can officially be called a teenager. When hormones rage, and you start leaving childhood behind. Wait a minute....was 13 really glorious? I remember zits, bad hair, and mean girls. Well, hopefully for this next generation it's a little kinder.&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;We've just returned from the holy lands, known as the Hoosier state, to celebrate the life of this teen right here..&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan Corey&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd0fAa39WUg/TxyfS2jmIKI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/jNUa2FAb2tE/s1600/IMG_3371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd0fAa39WUg/TxyfS2jmIKI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/jNUa2FAb2tE/s320/IMG_3371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet boy. He's growing up, sooooo fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgpuhmsEzps/TxyfV8ThPVI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/rEnATF93Eqw/s1600/IMG_3366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgpuhmsEzps/TxyfV8ThPVI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/rEnATF93Eqw/s320/IMG_3366.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here's the woman who pushed him out 13 years ago. I was working at Cracker Barrel at the time, and brought her a piece of chocolate cake, and she's never forgotten. Cake is one of our love languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOZflfD3q50/TxyfYSdPCbI/AAAAAAAAHaE/_8wYcmG96cE/s1600/IMG_3369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOZflfD3q50/TxyfYSdPCbI/AAAAAAAAHaE/_8wYcmG96cE/s320/IMG_3369.JPG" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pretty women of the Robinson clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCKMoz4JAEg/TxyfcCSqe5I/AAAAAAAAHaM/_mPCNab8DU0/s1600/IMG_3368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCKMoz4JAEg/TxyfcCSqe5I/AAAAAAAAHaM/_mPCNab8DU0/s320/IMG_3368.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We must have been feeling huggy this weekend or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sc7mL8Mx7VY/TxyffDBrnpI/AAAAAAAAHaU/-A8J4SfVphc/s1600/IMG_3367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sc7mL8Mx7VY/TxyffDBrnpI/AAAAAAAAHaU/-A8J4SfVphc/s320/IMG_3367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nice picture Cody. Ha! &amp;nbsp;I was able to watch Cody play ball again on Friday night, another win for the Braves! And crazy aunt Gretchen was in the stands actin' a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dJpSTvlmDHY/TxyfiHgswmI/AAAAAAAAHac/Jjz1CJpDU4o/s1600/IMG_3370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dJpSTvlmDHY/TxyfiHgswmI/AAAAAAAAHac/Jjz1CJpDU4o/s320/IMG_3370.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;You know something I love so much about my TEEN nephews? How they play so well with my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRE7T_02JOk/TxyflqxRjAI/AAAAAAAAHak/f4Tq_KrbBPs/s1600/IMG_3363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRE7T_02JOk/TxyflqxRjAI/AAAAAAAAHak/f4Tq_KrbBPs/s320/IMG_3363.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RWos4AI8n3k/Txyfo9vVlwI/AAAAAAAAHas/iWYGivtoZFY/s1600/IMG_3365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RWos4AI8n3k/Txyfo9vVlwI/AAAAAAAAHas/iWYGivtoZFY/s320/IMG_3365.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And you KNOW, I cannot blog without our infamous 'round the table pic' We had a treat today, my cousin Seth (on the far end) came to dinner with his girlfriend. Felt like the old days :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bF8mRHp2ruk/TxyfspaOgFI/AAAAAAAAHa0/wDPSmnDQkEU/s1600/IMG_7740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bF8mRHp2ruk/TxyfspaOgFI/AAAAAAAAHa0/wDPSmnDQkEU/s320/IMG_7740.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And besides celebrating with family, I also was able to see some friends. Saturday night, I had dinner with two of my high school friends. Lyndsay brought pictures from high school and we were rolling. I mean, honestly, WHAT WERE WE THINKING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFLQwnXEKRk/Txyf_-Ay43I/AAAAAAAAHa8/DmK0Va46ME0/s1600/IMG_3358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFLQwnXEKRk/Txyf_-Ay43I/AAAAAAAAHa8/DmK0Va46ME0/s320/IMG_3358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then I even got a little visit with my gurls, who I miss everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1W9LUTKPss/TxygESRpf4I/AAAAAAAAHbE/LNQUd-3Xzu0/s1600/IMG_3361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1W9LUTKPss/TxygESRpf4I/AAAAAAAAHbE/LNQUd-3Xzu0/s320/IMG_3361.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a really great weekend, and this is proof positive of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9X1uOFzllw/TxygGtDiQGI/AAAAAAAAHbM/QNW9Kj-agtA/s1600/IMG_3376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9X1uOFzllw/TxygGtDiQGI/AAAAAAAAHbM/QNW9Kj-agtA/s320/IMG_3376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-4475026689425405784?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/4475026689425405784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=4475026689425405784' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4475026689425405784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4475026689425405784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/glorious-13.html' title='Glorious 13.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd0fAa39WUg/TxyfS2jmIKI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/jNUa2FAb2tE/s72-c/IMG_3371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7219913846725178904</id><published>2012-01-18T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:41:37.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions</title><content type='html'>I've seen lots of other blogs do this. The blogger kind of confesses to some things, that they maybe wouldn't otherwise admit, and I think they are fun! I've decided to give it a go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've always thought the show the Bachelor/Bachelorette was duuuuuuumb. I mean, ridiculous! Yet, last season Tracey and I got sucked into watching the Bachelorette. (Tracey I am taking you down with me) I found myself excited for it each week, and was rooting for one particular guy, like it actually made me nervous she wouldn't pick him. Tracey and I would text each other each week about it, "Ashley, is getting on my nerves, I mean quit crying already." And dare I admit more? Okay...I have my DVR set for the Bachelor this season. Heaven help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I round brush Hope's hair after every bath. Like, sit her down and make her sit there while I round brush it. It feels very Toddler's and Tiaraesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Speaking of Toddler's and Tiara's. Hope has INCREDIBLE eyelashes, like the kind you dream of. One day I put mascara on her. I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes when I hear the kids arguing, I pretend I don't, just so I don't have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My favorite thing to do when both the kids are in school? Crank up my 80's and 90's music and dance away. I guess it kinda takes me back to being younger and carefree. Yet, I'm reminded of my age, when the running man makes me get out of breath now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I never drank coffee until I turned 30 years old. But, in that 7 years I've become, well obsessed. When I go to bed each night, I can't help but think how excited I am to get up in the morning and have a cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If I had the means, I really think I could be a shopaholic. Like, hit the stores up every.single.day. Buy stuff for me, the house, the kids, my family, etc. Shopping is up there with coffee. It excites me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that will be all for this time.&lt;br /&gt;Shew! I feel better now. :-) Come on fellow bloggers....fess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-7219913846725178904?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7219913846725178904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7219913846725178904' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7219913846725178904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7219913846725178904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions.html' title='Confessions'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7976533915608863180</id><published>2012-01-16T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:41:23.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little girl playdate heaven. Pierce had fun too though.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Between last night and today, Hope has been in little girl paradise. Last night our small group leaders had us over for dinner, and they have two little girls. It was like pink heaven. We warned Pierce early on that he would be outnumbered and to bring his own toys, but I still think he was a little overwhelmed by all the girlie goodness.&amp;nbsp;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r9yDzUq8MW0/TxS9GPmN13I/AAAAAAAAHXE/FjfYqhcXVL8/s1600/IMG_3271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r9yDzUq8MW0/TxS9GPmN13I/AAAAAAAAHXE/FjfYqhcXVL8/s320/IMG_3271.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tea parties with doll babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0jPkqX6tRg/TxS9J7YDDiI/AAAAAAAAHXM/ID_6ELiIFig/s1600/IMG_3277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0jPkqX6tRg/TxS9J7YDDiI/AAAAAAAAHXM/ID_6ELiIFig/s320/IMG_3277.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And lots of dress up! With a semi, sorta performance for us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJqJMKdtcVo/TxS9M20STcI/AAAAAAAAHXU/W17KGgVsmWY/s1600/IMG_3278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJqJMKdtcVo/TxS9M20STcI/AAAAAAAAHXU/W17KGgVsmWY/s320/IMG_3278.JPG" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank you so much Todd and LeAnn for having us over! It was delicious, and all of us, even Pierce, had a great time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if last night was not enough, today there was MORE playdate heaven! The kids were out today for MLK day, and Karen had us over. Fun! Lots of dress up and make up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNM9fgB3JFU/TxS9YnVGAaI/AAAAAAAAHXc/vhcO3ptM8Gs/s1600/IMG_3305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNM9fgB3JFU/TxS9YnVGAaI/AAAAAAAAHXc/vhcO3ptM8Gs/s320/IMG_3305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And a few dance performances for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzuthBXfmdo/TxS9eo8U8bI/AAAAAAAAHXk/fbrgwGO-CZQ/s1600/IMG_3301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzuthBXfmdo/TxS9eo8U8bI/AAAAAAAAHXk/fbrgwGO-CZQ/s320/IMG_3301.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;You just have to love it! Karen and I even got up and shook it a little with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8QveZk8qm8/TxS9g8xPyfI/AAAAAAAAHXs/7_XXAmk4Yxo/s1600/IMG_3298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8QveZk8qm8/TxS9g8xPyfI/AAAAAAAAHXs/7_XXAmk4Yxo/s320/IMG_3298.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND THEN! I know, the excitement is just too much. Brittany, Layton and Luke joined us for a bit, and there was an awesome dinner prepared for us. They also had a birthday party for me, and when Karen asked Jax how old I was he said, "42?" Kill.me.now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47CR3XDHDy0/TxS9qc19PdI/AAAAAAAAHX0/j15YPIc6OyE/s1600/IMG_3308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47CR3XDHDy0/TxS9qc19PdI/AAAAAAAAHX0/j15YPIc6OyE/s320/IMG_3308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But the one who was the most miserable? Check out his face right here. He wanted no part with all this dress up, dinner party, girlie nonsense. But don't feel too badly for him just yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc1NjBUK1D0/TxS9vAaMbnI/AAAAAAAAHX8/0yAocmvgKV4/s1600/IMG_3312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc1NjBUK1D0/TxS9vAaMbnI/AAAAAAAAHX8/0yAocmvgKV4/s320/IMG_3312.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pierce and Jax had an alliance going, and even a fort (that's not a fart) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_UC10RUv_0/TxS9zrogbbI/AAAAAAAAHYE/acdOcH4BH84/s1600/IMG_3293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_UC10RUv_0/TxS9zrogbbI/AAAAAAAAHYE/acdOcH4BH84/s320/IMG_3293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And they were gun toting, destroying, wild boy machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18j8nau2308/TxS92rZRVfI/AAAAAAAAHYM/55S8orGTOck/s1600/IMG_3304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18j8nau2308/TxS92rZRVfI/AAAAAAAAHYM/55S8orGTOck/s320/IMG_3304.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who loved to torture the little dancing girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmFErTVZEg0/TxS95AGDqsI/AAAAAAAAHYU/ZgBUjIjX-Zg/s1600/IMG_3307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmFErTVZEg0/TxS95AGDqsI/AAAAAAAAHYU/ZgBUjIjX-Zg/s320/IMG_3307.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And even antagonized them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lcislBI9ROk/TxS98BYreoI/AAAAAAAAHYc/E3GYersxILY/s1600/IMG_3295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lcislBI9ROk/TxS98BYreoI/AAAAAAAAHYc/E3GYersxILY/s320/IMG_3295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But before the playdate was over, they broke into the Wii! What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVVlTEjasLg/TxS9-Y27OdI/AAAAAAAAHYk/LWi8CTn06Ms/s1600/IMG_3325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVVlTEjasLg/TxS9-Y27OdI/AAAAAAAAHYk/LWi8CTn06Ms/s320/IMG_3325.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But the highlight for me? A curling your hair lesson, with a straight iron! Who would have thunk it? (Tracey, I can teach you now! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tR4kT4gOqr4/TxS-B5B1wYI/AAAAAAAAHYs/PyZnQ5Fmy6U/s1600/IMG_3316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tR4kT4gOqr4/TxS-B5B1wYI/AAAAAAAAHYs/PyZnQ5Fmy6U/s320/IMG_3316.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brittany has great hair, and I've always wondered how she gets those pretty curls. Well, now I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1cK2ug5mlOE/TxS-FE9PszI/AAAAAAAAHY0/6_dmHPgvFnQ/s1600/IMG_3314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1cK2ug5mlOE/TxS-FE9PszI/AAAAAAAAHY0/6_dmHPgvFnQ/s320/IMG_3314.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Plus, Brittany is itching for a little girl to get her girl on with. So, we let her have at ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QqIAnE7lpQE/TxS-IVMnovI/AAAAAAAAHY8/Cjer1JybJRo/s1600/IMG_3318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QqIAnE7lpQE/TxS-IVMnovI/AAAAAAAAHY8/Cjer1JybJRo/s320/IMG_3318.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Um, look at this! How adorable is this little curly head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72BarCfXKm4/TxS-LTDWx1I/AAAAAAAAHZE/IRcVQ-1UxiU/s1600/IMG_3320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72BarCfXKm4/TxS-LTDWx1I/AAAAAAAAHZE/IRcVQ-1UxiU/s320/IMG_3320.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Such cutie pies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sg7z13e0ek/TxS-OA1WEhI/AAAAAAAAHZM/aq7ONhKEf54/s1600/IMG_3322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sg7z13e0ek/TxS-OA1WEhI/AAAAAAAAHZM/aq7ONhKEf54/s320/IMG_3322.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can't leave out the back of the hair...so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zULgGgwfoQc/TxS-Q7BAyrI/AAAAAAAAHZU/8g8vshc7dDI/s1600/IMG_3323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zULgGgwfoQc/TxS-Q7BAyrI/AAAAAAAAHZU/8g8vshc7dDI/s320/IMG_3323.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We managed to get them all lined up before we left. Such great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq0intoxgJU/TxS-TJQjadI/AAAAAAAAHZc/JgwSCBDnWUI/s1600/IMG_3326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq0intoxgJU/TxS-TJQjadI/AAAAAAAAHZc/JgwSCBDnWUI/s320/IMG_3326.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm blessed with great friends in Kentucky and Indiana! But someone please remind me to never wear that jacket again. :) I know I'm shameful looking, but the other two are quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ys_7Og-6UaY/TxS-U0RlAqI/AAAAAAAAHZk/MJENvyvTuQs/s1600/IMG_3327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ys_7Og-6UaY/TxS-U0RlAqI/AAAAAAAAHZk/MJENvyvTuQs/s320/IMG_3327.JPG" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-7976533915608863180?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7976533915608863180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7976533915608863180' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7976533915608863180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7976533915608863180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-girl-playdate-heaven-pierce-had.html' title='Little girl playdate heaven. Pierce had fun too though.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r9yDzUq8MW0/TxS9GPmN13I/AAAAAAAAHXE/FjfYqhcXVL8/s72-c/IMG_3271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8912260424082767808</id><published>2012-01-15T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T09:46:11.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reallllly laid back Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This post will have drama, sword fights, tears, and a dramatic elimination.&amp;nbsp;&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;Okay, it will have none of that. I'm just trying to rope you all in.&amp;nbsp;&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;Wanna hear about our Saturday? Good.&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;I took the kids to Target to spend their gift cards. Pierce knew exactly what he wanted. He went right for the Pokemon!&amp;nbsp;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HDCUhmgovhg/TxMMJsDDkCI/AAAAAAAAHVc/Pz_lbyJNL_s/s1600/IMG_3246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HDCUhmgovhg/TxMMJsDDkCI/AAAAAAAAHVc/Pz_lbyJNL_s/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope on the other hand, had a very hard time making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YN4pG-0XziY/TxMMMk-hY1I/AAAAAAAAHVk/JqgtMZBR6hU/s1600/IMG_3243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YN4pG-0XziY/TxMMMk-hY1I/AAAAAAAAHVk/JqgtMZBR6hU/s320/IMG_3243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And after much deliberation, she finally settled on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdtfwwBQ7FI/TxMMP-4fEAI/AAAAAAAAHVs/c92Nt_aRCgI/s1600/IMG_3247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdtfwwBQ7FI/TxMMP-4fEAI/AAAAAAAAHVs/c92Nt_aRCgI/s320/IMG_3247.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Barbie stuff. Let me be honest about Barbie, I'm not a big fan, but she's drawn to it. I just try and limit the amount she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ82QWUfgkY/TxMMSnzz1uI/AAAAAAAAHV0/f8e1kXpWtG0/s1600/IMG_3262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ82QWUfgkY/TxMMSnzz1uI/AAAAAAAAHV0/f8e1kXpWtG0/s320/IMG_3262.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Onto another thing I did on my Saturday. See this lamp here on Pierce's dresser? I think he got this when he was 2! so it was high time to make some changes. But let me show you what else I've done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufnvPM5astA/TxMMVXTv5eI/AAAAAAAAHV8/XOCfyZVy0fc/s1600/IMG_3248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufnvPM5astA/TxMMVXTv5eI/AAAAAAAAHV8/XOCfyZVy0fc/s320/IMG_3248.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I bought this sign, and ordered this canvas of Pierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ptueGq0PnMs/TxMMY_8ovyI/AAAAAAAAHWE/DODMsCGlyzc/s1600/IMG_3259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ptueGq0PnMs/TxMMY_8ovyI/AAAAAAAAHWE/DODMsCGlyzc/s320/IMG_3259.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then I updated his lamp, and now I'm thinking I should go buy another one for the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kPWRYwOB3s/TxMMbrbqTpI/AAAAAAAAHWM/thcr5VIDtz8/s1600/IMG_3258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kPWRYwOB3s/TxMMbrbqTpI/AAAAAAAAHWM/thcr5VIDtz8/s320/IMG_3258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We also hung his new Pottery Barn hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5ss4dLOR9g/TxMMdsolbJI/AAAAAAAAHWU/k9VL-gIYm2k/s1600/IMG_3254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5ss4dLOR9g/TxMMdsolbJI/AAAAAAAAHWU/k9VL-gIYm2k/s320/IMG_3254.JPG" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And while I was showing Pierce his updates, he added what he thinks is a perfect addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3iAvoDoBiM/TxMMfpdkE3I/AAAAAAAAHWc/xK_aTnu9Hzc/s1600/IMG_3264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3iAvoDoBiM/TxMMfpdkE3I/AAAAAAAAHWc/xK_aTnu9Hzc/s320/IMG_3264.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A reshiram. It's Pokemon, and I don't understand that stuff at all! He thinks it's cool though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fXy6Oag7qw/TxMMjYLeHvI/AAAAAAAAHWk/CCG9oldaD6c/s1600/IMG_3260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fXy6Oag7qw/TxMMjYLeHvI/AAAAAAAAHWk/CCG9oldaD6c/s320/IMG_3260.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I plan on doing something similar in Hope's room, I want to order a canvas and get a sign, I just want it to look more feminine, so I'm keeping my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I made a pinterest recipe in the crock pot! (I'm fully aware that these riveting details in my life, are what keep my ten's of readers coming back for more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jwjFgnKAL9U/TxMMm8P9YXI/AAAAAAAAHWs/vQW4mL0xh-Y/s1600/IMG_3263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jwjFgnKAL9U/TxMMm8P9YXI/AAAAAAAAHWs/vQW4mL0xh-Y/s320/IMG_3263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, it looks like something that shouldn't be eaten, but I swear it was good! Chicken, cream cheese, salsa, corn, and black beans. Cook for 7 hours on low, and serve with rice or on tortillas. Yum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DYPeGrXrNM/TxMMpz_LTNI/AAAAAAAAHW0/a_ajuYTkgsA/s1600/IMG_3268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DYPeGrXrNM/TxMMpz_LTNI/AAAAAAAAHW0/a_ajuYTkgsA/s320/IMG_3268.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I've decided to start taking my picture once a month, to watch the hair grow. Kinda like a baby, except not nearly as cute. So, here is month one. Exciting stuff, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kXHrDj9ZOYA/TxMMrtj1iDI/AAAAAAAAHW8/FrmGyUI2vj4/s1600/IMG_3270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kXHrDj9ZOYA/TxMMrtj1iDI/AAAAAAAAHW8/FrmGyUI2vj4/s320/IMG_3270.JPG" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy weekend!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-8912260424082767808?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/8912260424082767808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=8912260424082767808' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8912260424082767808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8912260424082767808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/reallllly-laid-back-saturday.html' title='A reallllly laid back Saturday'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HDCUhmgovhg/TxMMJsDDkCI/AAAAAAAAHVc/Pz_lbyJNL_s/s72-c/IMG_3246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-5610747985301289810</id><published>2012-01-13T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:35:09.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day,  numero uno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, we finally reached our first snow day here. Last year we had a mere 14! snow days, and I'm sure hoping we don't do that again. :) &amp;nbsp;A snow day here and there, I have to admit is kinda fun, so today was a treat. &amp;nbsp;And we wouldn't let the&lt;i&gt; massive&lt;/i&gt; dusting stop us from getting out.&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oRvufdZoCsI/TxDIC4syrqI/AAAAAAAAHTc/djXX5UfqrSc/s1600/IMG_3192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oRvufdZoCsI/TxDIC4syrqI/AAAAAAAAHTc/djXX5UfqrSc/s320/IMG_3192.JPG" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We met up for some play time at the connection center at our church. They kids bounced and played really hard, and then of course worked up a big ol' appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXC-a8ulIt0/TxDIGZTKheI/AAAAAAAAHTk/m9gFGRcr1d0/s1600/IMG_3193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXC-a8ulIt0/TxDIGZTKheI/AAAAAAAAHTk/m9gFGRcr1d0/s320/IMG_3193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or maybe more like just looking for another reason to go play more with friends. God bless Chick Fil A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAO5tscMAkI/TxDII3ERVII/AAAAAAAAHTs/nHQaoQ0t-2s/s1600/IMG_3194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAO5tscMAkI/TxDII3ERVII/AAAAAAAAHTs/nHQaoQ0t-2s/s320/IMG_3194.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When we got home, it was time to break out the big play guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodge ball....&lt;br /&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/-pYuME4lzRXY/TxDILfW6dlI/AAAAAAAAHT0/YTV5i-yPSOk/s1600/IMG_3198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYuME4lzRXY/TxDILfW6dlI/AAAAAAAAHT0/YTV5i-yPSOk/s320/IMG_3198.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;Pedicure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6V7qVK8Hai8/TxDIWfFWtaI/AAAAAAAAHT8/hHSpKMCJVzs/s1600/IMG_3199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6V7qVK8Hai8/TxDIWfFWtaI/AAAAAAAAHT8/hHSpKMCJVzs/s320/IMG_3199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Connect 4. And I didn't take any prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pG_2A_GbWg4/TxDIZiGnmII/AAAAAAAAHUE/LTB0FFiNHZM/s1600/IMG_3205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pG_2A_GbWg4/TxDIZiGnmII/AAAAAAAAHUE/LTB0FFiNHZM/s320/IMG_3205.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MczkD16s6M/TxDIczxyq5I/AAAAAAAAHUM/wdbO28Ag6m8/s1600/IMG_3208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MczkD16s6M/TxDIczxyq5I/AAAAAAAAHUM/wdbO28Ag6m8/s320/IMG_3208.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Butterfly Bingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1BnmktexxEw/TxDIfbemB7I/AAAAAAAAHUU/0JbwdomebSQ/s1600/IMG_3212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1BnmktexxEw/TxDIfbemB7I/AAAAAAAAHUU/0JbwdomebSQ/s320/IMG_3212.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Child Labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qniiVp6J3dU/TxDIi7Ck8CI/AAAAAAAAHUc/qpJkfTfOKb4/s1600/IMG_3218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qniiVp6J3dU/TxDIi7Ck8CI/AAAAAAAAHUc/qpJkfTfOKb4/s320/IMG_3218.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And my Achilles heel. PUZZLES. Lord, how I loathe puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HLWnr-4xE0/TxDIkxuSc4I/AAAAAAAAHUk/CNPDKUJTIsk/s1600/IMG_3220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HLWnr-4xE0/TxDIkxuSc4I/AAAAAAAAHUk/CNPDKUJTIsk/s320/IMG_3220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then I called in reinforcements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_4zqRX31JE/TxDInnBDGGI/AAAAAAAAHUs/l9cXh-nLGZo/s1600/IMG_3223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_4zqRX31JE/TxDInnBDGGI/AAAAAAAAHUs/l9cXh-nLGZo/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who came home with projects for the kids! Woot! Pierce worked on a solar system that he had to paint and we will hang in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8m6io2Ajtg/TxDIp-deg3I/AAAAAAAAHU0/hPsXYzp4s6Y/s1600/IMG_3226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8m6io2Ajtg/TxDIp-deg3I/AAAAAAAAHU0/hPsXYzp4s6Y/s320/IMG_3226.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;While Hope had sand art to create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TfgMk_QhkJU/TxDIsCFWHeI/AAAAAAAAHU8/5Ajh8JGKKwI/s1600/IMG_3228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TfgMk_QhkJU/TxDIsCFWHeI/AAAAAAAAHU8/5Ajh8JGKKwI/s320/IMG_3228.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WGWXOEr1O_M/TxDIusSWGQI/AAAAAAAAHVE/7a_3YreCv_4/s1600/IMG_3236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WGWXOEr1O_M/TxDIusSWGQI/AAAAAAAAHVE/7a_3YreCv_4/s320/IMG_3236.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbyKq77Saiw/TxDIxPM1KVI/AAAAAAAAHVM/kgyPJUahtbA/s1600/IMG_3232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbyKq77Saiw/TxDIxPM1KVI/AAAAAAAAHVM/kgyPJUahtbA/s320/IMG_3232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImcIjEAamzg/TxDIzhp1S_I/AAAAAAAAHVU/8ax83aFrPWY/s1600/IMG_3240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImcIjEAamzg/TxDIzhp1S_I/AAAAAAAAHVU/8ax83aFrPWY/s320/IMG_3240.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was a really fun day. I love winter and I've always loved snow days. Now, if I had to work out in the cold weather, I'm sure I would feel differently about that. AND if we work up to another 14 snow days, I will be crying a different tune as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-5610747985301289810?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/5610747985301289810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=5610747985301289810' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5610747985301289810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5610747985301289810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-day-numero-uno.html' title='Snow day,  numero uno'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oRvufdZoCsI/TxDIC4syrqI/AAAAAAAAHTc/djXX5UfqrSc/s72-c/IMG_3192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2729080676262519496</id><published>2012-01-11T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T18:20:20.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report card time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Man, I still remember that sick feeling I would get right before report cards were handed out. And now, I kinda get it right before I look at Pierce's. I know he's doing well, but it's just that universal grade fear. Just like the reoccurring dream I have over and over, the one where I am to be in class and have an assignment due, but of course it's not done. I just have a fear when it comes to learning, I guess. Ha!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pierce got his report card today and everything looks good! They took a group reading assessment and diagnostic evaluation, and one for math too. In reading he tested right at average, and in math he tested above average. On his teachers progress report she said he's working at grade level in each area, except for follows direction/rules, and there he scored working above grave level. That does my heart good. :))&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;A few special notes....&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;'Pierce continues to grow academically and socially. He is very good at math and a pleasure to have in class.'&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuVsFrMid80/Tw4Fh5ov9DI/AAAAAAAAHTE/HUWOEHllEFQ/s1600/IMG_3187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuVsFrMid80/Tw4Fh5ov9DI/AAAAAAAAHTE/HUWOEHllEFQ/s320/IMG_3187.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Pierce is a leader among his peers.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXDmO6IZSTQ/Tw4FlTqa0WI/AAAAAAAAHTM/oNdsn40X_Mg/s1600/IMG_3186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXDmO6IZSTQ/Tw4FlTqa0WI/AAAAAAAAHTM/oNdsn40X_Mg/s320/IMG_3186.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you like my ghetto attempt to cover up the other names? If I were computer clever, I could just blur them out, but I'm not, so here you go. ANYWAYS, he is a leader in handwriting! :))&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/-7j55-404pmo/Tw4Fo2dHHCI/AAAAAAAAHTU/FJrMMFA34bM/s1600/IMG_3185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j55-404pmo/Tw4Fo2dHHCI/AAAAAAAAHTU/FJrMMFA34bM/s320/IMG_3185.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are so very proud of you, Pierce Matthew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-2729080676262519496?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2729080676262519496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2729080676262519496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2729080676262519496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2729080676262519496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/report-card-time.html' title='Report card time'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuVsFrMid80/Tw4Fh5ov9DI/AAAAAAAAHTE/HUWOEHllEFQ/s72-c/IMG_3187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8974773301005040915</id><published>2012-01-10T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T12:31:19.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life according to my 4 and 7 year old</title><content type='html'>&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;br /&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;Mommy: "Hope what did you do at school today?"&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;Hope: "We played a game where the object was to not get burned by the hot lover."&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;Mommy: (shocked) "You played WHAT?"&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;Hope: "We played a game where we tried not to get burned by the hot lover. You know the volcano would erupt, and we would try not to get in the hot lover."&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;Mommy: (Quite relieved) "Oh yes, the LAVA"&amp;nbsp;&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/-ef3-473Opls/TwybP7Cc3DI/AAAAAAAAHSs/CgmMwju8h8k/s1600/IMG_1931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ef3-473Opls/TwybP7Cc3DI/AAAAAAAAHSs/CgmMwju8h8k/s320/IMG_1931.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope : "Mommy, do you know that you have a mustache?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjaeNLCkuUI/TwybTyVrXPI/AAAAAAAAHS0/Tr5NQnihH9Q/s1600/100_3740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjaeNLCkuUI/TwybTyVrXPI/AAAAAAAAHS0/Tr5NQnihH9Q/s320/100_3740.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piece: "There is this girl at karate, I think I kinda like her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Oh really? What's her name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierce : "I don't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Okay, what's she look like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierce: "I don't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Have you said hi to her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierce: "No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Well then, what is it you like about her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierce: "I just like the way she is made."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWa4yloTXtc/TwybilDaJRI/AAAAAAAAHS8/MkgOyK7xqyc/s1600/IMG_2835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWa4yloTXtc/TwybilDaJRI/AAAAAAAAHS8/MkgOyK7xqyc/s320/IMG_2835.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-8974773301005040915?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/8974773301005040915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=8974773301005040915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8974773301005040915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8974773301005040915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-according-to-my-4-and-6-year-old.html' title='Life according to my 4 and 7 year old'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ef3-473Opls/TwybP7Cc3DI/AAAAAAAAHSs/CgmMwju8h8k/s72-c/IMG_1931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-9142762210832123903</id><published>2012-01-09T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T11:54:55.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let me give a little set up first. Paul likes long hair, always has and I suppose always will. &amp;nbsp;When we first met, I had really short hair, I guess that didn't stop him, huh? I grew my hair out for our wedding though, probably the longest it had ever been, excluding high school. But once we got married I cut it. (that's a good wife, reeling him in, then lowering the hair boom) And, since then it's mostly been on the short side. But the last few times I've went for a hair cut, I've told her I would like it to grow out a little, so for me, it feels kinda long. But apparently still not long enough....&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;Me: "Have you noticed how much longer my hair is getting?"&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;Paul: Blankly stares at me a few moments, "No, not really."&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;Me: "I've had several people say that it looks long. How come you don't notice it?"&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;Paul: "I guess because I see you everyday. I mean if it were long like when we got married, I would notice that."&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;Me: "You will just never let that go, will you? You only liked my hair then?"&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;Paul: "How about this. How about you let it grow out for our 10 year anniversary, as long as it was on our wedding day, and that can be my gift. And from then on, I promise to never bring it up, or ask you to grow it out, ever again."&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;Me: "Really? Never again?"&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;Paul: "Yes, never again."&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;Me: "Okay, how much longer does it need to be?"&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;Paul: "About 4 or 5 inches longer"&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;Me: "Okay, it's on"&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We just celebrated 9 years in December, so I have about a year to grow my hair out 4 or 5 more inches. But I have a feeling I'm going to have a hard time with this. I'm a change my hair up, kinda gal, and generally not a fan of long hair on myself, however I am really going to try. Do you think I can do it? And do you think I should ask for something in return if I do make it? Or just be a sweet wife, and make that Paul's decade gift? His wife with the longer hair he's been dreaming of since the the first chop, chop....&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;br /&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/-rdYTKg2dzXY/Tws-dB2v-kI/AAAAAAAAHSk/gaWBeSz6FrM/s1600/img009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYTKg2dzXY/Tws-dB2v-kI/AAAAAAAAHSk/gaWBeSz6FrM/s320/img009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-9142762210832123903?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/9142762210832123903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=9142762210832123903' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/9142762210832123903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/9142762210832123903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-on.html' title='It&apos;s on'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYTKg2dzXY/Tws-dB2v-kI/AAAAAAAAHSk/gaWBeSz6FrM/s72-c/img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-6648893084204608079</id><published>2012-01-08T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T11:20:55.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We made up for the last time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tracey and I try and set aside a little girl time about every 3 months. However, it seems like something always comes up, and I mean that literally. Remember last time? I ended up getting sick at her house on Saturday morning, and I had a two hour drive home, after I had been throwing up. Meh.&amp;nbsp;&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;Anxiously, we planned this trip for January, and prayed that all of us would stay healthy, and thankfully we did! Yipee! (Even though I am now battling a lovely head cold, but a mere head cold cant stop me. I'm tough like that)&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was important to me that Tracey and Brittany meet each other. It's strange to have friends, and your other friends don't know them. You know? So, a plan was set. Friday night...bum, bum, bum.......&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;Tracey and Brittany finally met, and I was like an obnoxious mom. "Brittany, Tracey has been to Australia and Russia on mission trips, isn't that neat!!" It was like I was trying to set them up or something. What can I say? I love them both and wanted them to like each other.&amp;nbsp;&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;I don't think they needed me though....&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27eexRf0HdQ/TwngpqkASEI/AAAAAAAAHP8/l8wl1YIPauo/s1600/IMG_3151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27eexRf0HdQ/TwngpqkASEI/AAAAAAAAHP8/l8wl1YIPauo/s320/IMG_3151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We sat and ate and gabbed, and discussed important things, like how do you get your hair to curl like that, Teen Mom, and The Bachelor. And within no time, we decided to go shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that I had gift cards from Christmas burning a hole in my pocket, we mostly looked for me. And I don't even want to admit out loud, where we ended up. Sheepishly, I will admit it....FOREVER 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yEZDZtKV2k/TwngybGPDXI/AAAAAAAAHQE/fhPylN97duo/s1600/IMG_3154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yEZDZtKV2k/TwngybGPDXI/AAAAAAAAHQE/fhPylN97duo/s320/IMG_3154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize that I am in fact 37, and 21 has well since passed. But Kelly Stamps says she shops there, so if she does, then I can, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also handed off my camera while I was trying on all my outfits. Somebody was having too much fun while I was in there. My boots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFtLvGIZQk0/Twng4nTkPwI/AAAAAAAAHQM/aNrDv_5ODUw/s1600/IMG_3155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFtLvGIZQk0/Twng4nTkPwI/AAAAAAAAHQM/aNrDv_5ODUw/s320/IMG_3155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My boots again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBq5HbhGKJ0/Twng7NIzhrI/AAAAAAAAHQU/pvjnUsGLGkE/s1600/IMG_3161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBq5HbhGKJ0/Twng7NIzhrI/AAAAAAAAHQU/pvjnUsGLGkE/s320/IMG_3161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Self portrait of some pretty girls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQtmb4NOobM/Twng92WyWSI/AAAAAAAAHQc/xsjFmZ9MU2k/s1600/IMG_3163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQtmb4NOobM/Twng92WyWSI/AAAAAAAAHQc/xsjFmZ9MU2k/s320/IMG_3163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Random young people who belong in FOREVER 21!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsCAuJi770M/TwnhASeyl6I/AAAAAAAAHQk/03Cz4XhUnn0/s1600/IMG_3164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsCAuJi770M/TwnhASeyl6I/AAAAAAAAHQk/03Cz4XhUnn0/s320/IMG_3164.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;More random young people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qnsWVAetomE/TwnhBwLtVyI/AAAAAAAAHQs/1cRquQuQWW0/s1600/IMG_3159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qnsWVAetomE/TwnhBwLtVyI/AAAAAAAAHQs/1cRquQuQWW0/s320/IMG_3159.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And me channeling my inner young girl, circa 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi6VGr0GwXA/TwnhF9WgtMI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/vpbhATqHkGU/s1600/IMG_3165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi6VGr0GwXA/TwnhF9WgtMI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/vpbhATqHkGU/s320/IMG_3165.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But take heart, I was not the only one playing around. Check out Brittany here, who looks like she belongs on Dallas, with a scotch in her hand. Love it! It was a fun Friday night. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8DSEKygP28/TwnhI4j5cjI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/BpW4dOJyJH0/s1600/IMG_3153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8DSEKygP28/TwnhI4j5cjI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/BpW4dOJyJH0/s320/IMG_3153.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, Saturday Tracey and I were ready to do some more shopping damage. But first we had to represent that we are in fact Indiana girls at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LH_Mm__yYbc/TwnhNqJdR3I/AAAAAAAAHRE/mr0_OCKxI8o/s1600/IMG_3166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LH_Mm__yYbc/TwnhNqJdR3I/AAAAAAAAHRE/mr0_OCKxI8o/s320/IMG_3166.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We decided to head to Nashville to shop, the first mall we went to was Cool Spring Galleria and I did not take a single pic. Head cold was coming on strong, and I was also in the heat of shopping. Shopping, takes serious concentration, you know? After lunch though, I spotted something in the distance...something so good, that I just had to frolic around a tree....Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3yxlvoDKJeo/TwnhUigcBZI/AAAAAAAAHRM/YoaCA0qc_po/s1600/IMG_3167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3yxlvoDKJeo/TwnhUigcBZI/AAAAAAAAHRM/YoaCA0qc_po/s320/IMG_3167.JPG" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tracey tried her first Frappacunio. Even though, I'm not sure if it counted. It was strawberries and creme, no coffee in it. Wimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1HXuHjf65E/TwnhW07xG3I/AAAAAAAAHRU/Qpqn4IWxGAc/s1600/IMG_3168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1HXuHjf65E/TwnhW07xG3I/AAAAAAAAHRU/Qpqn4IWxGAc/s320/IMG_3168.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We, well I, was hopped up on caffeine and decided we would find the other mall that everyone had told us to go to. The Mall at Green Hills. Who needs GPS, when you have Gretchen giving you directions? And can you believe we found it???? I give all the credit to Tracey though, you know if it were me driving, right now we would be in Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAXYqPeEGXs/TwnhZoXuhgI/AAAAAAAAHRc/uCZ2hIQWSjI/s1600/IMG_3169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAXYqPeEGXs/TwnhZoXuhgI/AAAAAAAAHRc/uCZ2hIQWSjI/s320/IMG_3169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;First stop. Brittany had told us to check this place out. It's packed with NEAT painted furniture, for reasonable prices! SO cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAGPpWNzZbo/TwnhcODCP8I/AAAAAAAAHRk/1n6dqZRW0GU/s1600/IMG_3172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAGPpWNzZbo/TwnhcODCP8I/AAAAAAAAHRk/1n6dqZRW0GU/s320/IMG_3172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After Nadeau, we finally made it to the mall, where one of the first stores we ventured into was so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wYfUzP46Mc/TwnhfFa33tI/AAAAAAAAHRs/Hna1uZZPtis/s1600/IMG_3174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wYfUzP46Mc/TwnhfFa33tI/AAAAAAAAHRs/Hna1uZZPtis/s320/IMG_3174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This place was a HUGE jewelry/purse/just pure fun store. We must have looked around for an hour! JaimeMac, I took this for you. Just a very small portion of the store that was just purple jewelry. You would have died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBnLz5tMhPM/TwnhidzFVUI/AAAAAAAAHR0/6s582_t6PgQ/s1600/IMG_3173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBnLz5tMhPM/TwnhidzFVUI/AAAAAAAAHR0/6s582_t6PgQ/s320/IMG_3173.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dad, I saw this and thought of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BWf_mDj7xvs/TwnhmBkxJFI/AAAAAAAAHR8/shz_R1yKeFk/s1600/IMG_3176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BWf_mDj7xvs/TwnhmBkxJFI/AAAAAAAAHR8/shz_R1yKeFk/s320/IMG_3176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And mom, I saw this and thought of you! They serve gelato!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_7ApBG_y8/Twnhp3etphI/AAAAAAAAHSE/qwBB6MVHCQE/s1600/IMG_3177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_7ApBG_y8/Twnhp3etphI/AAAAAAAAHSE/qwBB6MVHCQE/s320/IMG_3177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After we had shopped most of the day, we headed back to BG, I was in need of some medicine. Speaking of which, I bought some NyQuil, and got carded!!! How funny is that?! Guess they think I'm going to make some Meth with it?? Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only being able to breathe out of one nostril didn't stop us still, because there were two more things we knew had to get done before this weekend was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2czHTj-7YU/Twnh7uTOddI/AAAAAAAAHSM/9-QiOHPaRqs/s1600/IMG_3178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2czHTj-7YU/Twnh7uTOddI/AAAAAAAAHSM/9-QiOHPaRqs/s320/IMG_3178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;First, we had 3 cupcakes to attend to. At 9:57 at night. Oh.my.word. We split these between us, and seriously almost died from sugar and butter poisoning. I'm happy to report that we did survive though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iPu29T3GexQ/Twnh98eoj8I/AAAAAAAAHSU/64O7J61NV6U/s1600/IMG_3180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iPu29T3GexQ/Twnh98eoj8I/AAAAAAAAHSU/64O7J61NV6U/s320/IMG_3180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And we went to church together this morning. I really wanted Tracey to see where we go now, and I'm SO happy that she could go. I felt really rough this morning, but it was so good to have here there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PiY_YLyQy-Q/TwniAhmY8HI/AAAAAAAAHSc/mhNqpl6avgU/s1600/IMG_3181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PiY_YLyQy-Q/TwniAhmY8HI/AAAAAAAAHSc/mhNqpl6avgU/s320/IMG_3181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was such a great weekend!! I'm thankful for Paul and Eric, who took the kids for the weekend for us, and are understanding of letting us have our time. We missed you Jami! Hopefully next time you can join us. :) And mostly I'm happy to say that we made up for the last time. No puking, no sick kids, just pure blessed friend time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-6648893084204608079?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/6648893084204608079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=6648893084204608079' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6648893084204608079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6648893084204608079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-made-up-for-last-time.html' title='We made up for the last time'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27eexRf0HdQ/TwngpqkASEI/AAAAAAAAHP8/l8wl1YIPauo/s72-c/IMG_3151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-1406394894629594392</id><published>2012-01-05T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:25:14.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight we had an opportunity to serve at Hope House. Hope House is a ministry that helps people in need, &amp;nbsp;with food, clothing, furniture, etc. Kinda like Goodwill, except that the gospel is given to every person that comes through.&amp;nbsp;&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;Our jobs tonight were to fill bags with food for at risk children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jB38iDTtUW4/TwZLR3iaw2I/AAAAAAAAHOs/2GRdKTLogT4/s1600/IMG_3131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jB38iDTtUW4/TwZLR3iaw2I/AAAAAAAAHOs/2GRdKTLogT4/s320/IMG_3131.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;By the time we finished, there were 437 bags filled. (We didn't fill all 437, there had been shifts of people throughout the day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLTr19DAoas/TwZLWp4vKEI/AAAAAAAAHO0/2zty2H2dK4w/s1600/IMG_3132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLTr19DAoas/TwZLWp4vKEI/AAAAAAAAHO0/2zty2H2dK4w/s320/IMG_3132.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;437 bags=10% of children here in our area that will go hungry this weekend. &amp;nbsp;437 bags that are filled every single week to be handed out to kids on Friday's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARibFv3odlc/TwZLba-JGmI/AAAAAAAAHO8/BrkmAjRVl-w/s1600/IMG_3135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARibFv3odlc/TwZLba-JGmI/AAAAAAAAHO8/BrkmAjRVl-w/s320/IMG_3135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;In fact, their last meal may be on Friday at school. So these bags with milk, bars, fruit, etc., will help tide them over throughout the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C22JLzwiecY/TwZLe7y-qZI/AAAAAAAAHPE/OScFb67bckA/s1600/IMG_3136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C22JLzwiecY/TwZLe7y-qZI/AAAAAAAAHPE/OScFb67bckA/s320/IMG_3136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;437 bags is only 10%!!!!!! How blessed my children are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMUx-um0ZpM/TwZLhjmX0-I/AAAAAAAAHPM/49hcVybivq0/s1600/IMG_3137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMUx-um0ZpM/TwZLhjmX0-I/AAAAAAAAHPM/49hcVybivq0/s320/IMG_3137.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;How blessed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO2kIjOir_Q/TwZLkSw4-pI/AAAAAAAAHPU/BcMH5f65cdo/s1600/IMG_3138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO2kIjOir_Q/TwZLkSw4-pI/AAAAAAAAHPU/BcMH5f65cdo/s320/IMG_3138.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And blessed to have friends to serve along with. (LeAnn and Averi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrIXrjvCFGM/TwZLn4NiITI/AAAAAAAAHPc/hNF_eAq5lX4/s1600/IMG_3139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrIXrjvCFGM/TwZLn4NiITI/AAAAAAAAHPc/hNF_eAq5lX4/s320/IMG_3139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I pray that we as a family can continue to serve others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twIKOJUPEbI/TwZLwkmjIbI/AAAAAAAAHPk/QhQEbuMdsB4/s1600/IMG_3142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twIKOJUPEbI/TwZLwkmjIbI/AAAAAAAAHPk/QhQEbuMdsB4/s320/IMG_3142.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And maybe next time I start to whine about wanting a new camera, or table, or clothes, or whatever I'm whining about at that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wz-EOqtnZ6w/TwZL4WtRQcI/AAAAAAAAHPs/r_UQF6mrOBY/s1600/IMG_3141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wz-EOqtnZ6w/TwZL4WtRQcI/AAAAAAAAHPs/r_UQF6mrOBY/s320/IMG_3141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maybe I'll just take a moment to think of those hungry kids, and just shut my whiny mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yyw2K0tvEfk/TwZL_LJCRRI/AAAAAAAAHP0/JPi70-FvqUo/s1600/IMG_3143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yyw2K0tvEfk/TwZL_LJCRRI/AAAAAAAAHP0/JPi70-FvqUo/s320/IMG_3143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-1406394894629594392?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/1406394894629594392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=1406394894629594392' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1406394894629594392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1406394894629594392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/hope-house.html' title='Hope House'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jB38iDTtUW4/TwZLR3iaw2I/AAAAAAAAHOs/2GRdKTLogT4/s72-c/IMG_3131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-6472797390520159341</id><published>2012-01-04T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:33:08.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little hoarder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My little blue eyed, precious boy. The one that I would die for, the one that I would take on a 2 ton grizzly bear for, the one that I would scale Mt. Everest for, makes me crazy. You see, he likes to keep EVERYTHING. Any little trinket he picks up, any little thing from school, anything that is bought for him. It's all gotta stay, and it all needs to be displayed.&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;br /&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;Example right here. Shelves are loaded with things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4_1VPMJQSM/TwSKRqqKJ0I/AAAAAAAAHNw/v7wtZxNnYkE/s1600/IMG_3118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4_1VPMJQSM/TwSKRqqKJ0I/AAAAAAAAHNw/v7wtZxNnYkE/s320/IMG_3118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I go through phases with this. Sometimes I just let it go, and try and ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfLe5tuKX90/TwSKZXln2QI/AAAAAAAAHN4/WH-JdIuQNMk/s1600/IMG_3120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfLe5tuKX90/TwSKZXln2QI/AAAAAAAAHN4/WH-JdIuQNMk/s320/IMG_3120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But eventually, I can't stand it anymore, and I just have to purge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TouM5nfjEJg/TwSKeXnXLhI/AAAAAAAAHOA/luucVLt7CmY/s1600/IMG_3121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TouM5nfjEJg/TwSKeXnXLhI/AAAAAAAAHOA/luucVLt7CmY/s320/IMG_3121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And while I'm in the throws of purging and being frustrated with my precious blue eyed boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QyAWNicQBOg/TwSKhTLBnOI/AAAAAAAAHOI/EBcecDCaN8A/s1600/IMG_3122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QyAWNicQBOg/TwSKhTLBnOI/AAAAAAAAHOI/EBcecDCaN8A/s320/IMG_3122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I come across things he's drawn or written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkqfOmcSQZ0/TwSKl9XzRSI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/xqfcpvHk2Jo/s1600/IMG_3123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkqfOmcSQZ0/TwSKl9XzRSI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/xqfcpvHk2Jo/s320/IMG_3123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And just like that I'm mush. And somehow appreciate my little hoarder and what makes him, well, him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNHLjEazCCU/TwSK2QYtfEI/AAAAAAAAHOY/GMojNsO0fzU/s1600/IMG_3124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNHLjEazCCU/TwSK2QYtfEI/AAAAAAAAHOY/GMojNsO0fzU/s320/IMG_3124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not to say that I didn't try and tidy up some of that stuff! But now in a I am appreciative of who you are, kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDqxne39chU/TwSK5JprqfI/AAAAAAAAHOg/0w4R847KjvY/s1600/IMG_3125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDqxne39chU/TwSK5JprqfI/AAAAAAAAHOg/0w4R847KjvY/s320/IMG_3125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-6472797390520159341?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/6472797390520159341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=6472797390520159341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6472797390520159341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6472797390520159341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-little-hoarder.html' title='My little hoarder'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4_1VPMJQSM/TwSKRqqKJ0I/AAAAAAAAHNw/v7wtZxNnYkE/s72-c/IMG_3118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8527233676049293084</id><published>2012-01-03T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:47:34.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today was a bittersweet day. Alarm went off and I knew I had to get right up, instead of my normal, hit snooze a minimum of 4 times then get up. Back to school, and Tom and Pam leaving. It's been a wonderful few weeks filled with lots of fun, but yet I'm ready for my routine. Not to mention my house is a mess! We will miss Meemaw and Grandpa though.&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last few day, the kids have been all about this house right here.&amp;nbsp;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnogZCjFY_U/TwNXv_2xfxI/AAAAAAAAHMs/8RXAmRu-AJM/s1600/IMG_3019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnogZCjFY_U/TwNXv_2xfxI/AAAAAAAAHMs/8RXAmRu-AJM/s320/IMG_3019.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of those that you color after you put it up (like the one you have Jami)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw_oI1H0Boc/TwNX0cyOD5I/AAAAAAAAHM0/LXRAPAb_EkU/s1600/IMG_3017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw_oI1H0Boc/TwNX0cyOD5I/AAAAAAAAHM0/LXRAPAb_EkU/s320/IMG_3017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But Hope has especially loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNjlrPWfqLo/TwNYCLKjnEI/AAAAAAAAHM8/AuWAc1J_A-w/s1600/IMG_3101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNjlrPWfqLo/TwNYCLKjnEI/AAAAAAAAHM8/AuWAc1J_A-w/s320/IMG_3101.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's just her size, and she loves playing pretend in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9XJd13TMv3A/TwNYF7JejaI/AAAAAAAAHNE/WOdFuFfjEak/s1600/IMG_3100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9XJd13TMv3A/TwNYF7JejaI/AAAAAAAAHNE/WOdFuFfjEak/s320/IMG_3100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's eaten dinner in there, and who else could convince grown ups to crawl on in. Hope of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXb_EzljsuA/TwNYJqc7RmI/AAAAAAAAHNM/FzR-BnFzrN4/s1600/IMG_3105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXb_EzljsuA/TwNYJqc7RmI/AAAAAAAAHNM/FzR-BnFzrN4/s320/IMG_3105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She even set up a Christmas tree with gifts for her very own Christmas. And yes, my Christmas is still up. I know, I know, get it down already!! Maybe I'll just leave it up year round....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lS-D_3kZWVM/TwNYOL1WxiI/AAAAAAAAHNU/iK4x-eHh7Xw/s1600/IMG_3115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lS-D_3kZWVM/TwNYOL1WxiI/AAAAAAAAHNU/iK4x-eHh7Xw/s320/IMG_3115.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I thought it was great that we had just a little snow last night! Enough for the kids to romp around for a few, and right before it was time to go back to school. Honestly, I thought they would probably cancel, considering our 14!!!! snow days last year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mRqq6FL4O1U/TwNYSWav_jI/AAAAAAAAHNc/HrpnsQYS-iQ/s1600/IMG_3113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mRqq6FL4O1U/TwNYSWav_jI/AAAAAAAAHNc/HrpnsQYS-iQ/s320/IMG_3113.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But back to reality for these little two right here, meant saying goodbye to Meemaw and Grandpa. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Racs5jEZw/TwNYU7SV5II/AAAAAAAAHNk/o-5roisjErw/s1600/IMG_3108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Racs5jEZw/TwNYU7SV5II/AAAAAAAAHNk/o-5roisjErw/s320/IMG_3108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now back to cleaning and organizing! I'm on a mission....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-8527233676049293084?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/8527233676049293084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=8527233676049293084' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8527233676049293084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8527233676049293084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnogZCjFY_U/TwNXv_2xfxI/AAAAAAAAHMs/8RXAmRu-AJM/s72-c/IMG_3019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-6483323901383517309</id><published>2012-01-02T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:05:21.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scanning is addictive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When it comes to technology I am always 20 steps behind. Always. And if you know anything about my dad, he's about 20 steps in front of the rest of the world. I know my dad just shakes his head, when he has to spend 965 hours talking me through the simplest things (hi dad!) And thanks to him, I now can scan stuff. I am well aware that people have been scanning for a long time now, but it's a wonder I don't blog by typewriter and telegraph.&amp;nbsp;&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;So, between last night and today, I've just been looking for things to scan. If you sit still long enough, I might try and scan you.&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I started with my favorite subjects of all!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pCGeMiHv67c/TwHxqb0jpjI/AAAAAAAAHKQ/7bQfpvJBqog/s1600/Hope+2011img045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pCGeMiHv67c/TwHxqb0jpjI/AAAAAAAAHKQ/7bQfpvJBqog/s320/Hope+2011img045.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next two things, were gifts Hope made for us at pre-school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGQrD_wsuYo/TwHx4tE7K5I/AAAAAAAAHKY/KF30W6djnnQ/s1600/Hope+craft+12-11+img019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGQrD_wsuYo/TwHx4tE7K5I/AAAAAAAAHKY/KF30W6djnnQ/s320/Hope+craft+12-11+img019.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-snntbZmiA/TwHyBJePeDI/AAAAAAAAHKg/wuik1Bket1Q/s1600/Hope+Christmas+craft%252C+12-11img021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-snntbZmiA/TwHyBJePeDI/AAAAAAAAHKg/wuik1Bket1Q/s320/Hope+Christmas+craft%252C+12-11img021.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Practicing her name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cdc-Z_a8Xg4/TwHyGFzZiKI/AAAAAAAAHKo/m9VhRFeGX5c/s1600/Hope%2527s+pre-school+work%252C+4+yrsimg027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cdc-Z_a8Xg4/TwHyGFzZiKI/AAAAAAAAHKo/m9VhRFeGX5c/s320/Hope%2527s+pre-school+work%252C+4+yrsimg027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of Pierce's spelling test, that he got a perfect score on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cxBKkl1f5lU/TwHyKMUqPaI/AAAAAAAAHKw/85am4uykvBg/s1600/Pierce+spelling+test+11-11img024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cxBKkl1f5lU/TwHyKMUqPaI/AAAAAAAAHKw/85am4uykvBg/s320/Pierce+spelling+test+11-11img024.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And one of his journal entries. 'I like having a feld chrep and riting a bus'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DXyPdeJiI8/TwHySf0tulI/AAAAAAAAHK4/O4CKjqcDQkE/s1600/Pierce+journal+entry+12-8-11img029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DXyPdeJiI8/TwHySf0tulI/AAAAAAAAHK4/O4CKjqcDQkE/s320/Pierce+journal+entry+12-8-11img029.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then, I decided to move onto random pictures....Look at my sweet baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fO_G5As3Occ/TwHyVyKEy9I/AAAAAAAAHLA/q_U2FbW5aTE/s1600/Hope+2007img038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fO_G5As3Occ/TwHyVyKEy9I/AAAAAAAAHLA/q_U2FbW5aTE/s320/Hope+2007img038.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRES9Hzb01Q/TwHyX6Lv-jI/AAAAAAAAHLI/FMRer8pm5-k/s1600/Hope+2007img042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRES9Hzb01Q/TwHyX6Lv-jI/AAAAAAAAHLI/FMRer8pm5-k/s320/Hope+2007img042.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh snap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R06kWDmeOI4/TwHydhrwiaI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/Ohepzx5aO-Y/s1600/Hope+2008img036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R06kWDmeOI4/TwHydhrwiaI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/Ohepzx5aO-Y/s320/Hope+2008img036.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Waaaaa!!!!! (This is me crying like a maniac)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78m_9s43SOY/TwHyg0g_fWI/AAAAAAAAHLY/ZA5vwWb6-Wo/s1600/Pierce+and+Hope+2008img037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78m_9s43SOY/TwHyg0g_fWI/AAAAAAAAHLY/ZA5vwWb6-Wo/s320/Pierce+and+Hope+2008img037.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And how about we check me out in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy tanning bed batman. Let's just ignore my hair why don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ua5SeyWuN4/TwHyuz3kHhI/AAAAAAAAHLg/BbtQNrinsoo/s1600/Gretchen+1992img043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ua5SeyWuN4/TwHyuz3kHhI/AAAAAAAAHLg/BbtQNrinsoo/s320/Gretchen+1992img043.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photo booth at the RIVER FALLS MALL, shout out if you remember that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YW_NPseNTk4/TwHyxm1sL1I/AAAAAAAAHLo/Sy6yi6-hngA/s1600/Gretchen+and+Dana+1992img041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YW_NPseNTk4/TwHyxm1sL1I/AAAAAAAAHLo/Sy6yi6-hngA/s320/Gretchen+and+Dana+1992img041.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hi-larious. I went to the Prom with a guy from NEW ALBANY high school, that was big time for a Graceland chick. Also, Hope saw this picture and said, "mommy who is this?" "Oh, just a friend from high school" "Is this daddy?" "No, it's not" (then she starts making an ugly face) and she proceeds to say, "I don't like him, and I want you to throw this picture away!" HA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SQCq02nSZ4/TwHy1pIaqlI/AAAAAAAAHLw/ZR_iiQK3uRw/s1600/Gretchen+1990img040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SQCq02nSZ4/TwHy1pIaqlI/AAAAAAAAHLw/ZR_iiQK3uRw/s320/Gretchen+1990img040.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;In my twenties, getting ready to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRGxpGkmb1I/TwHy7IWevzI/AAAAAAAAHL4/NoFn7BsPqyo/s1600/Gretchen+with+friends+2000img030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRGxpGkmb1I/TwHy7IWevzI/AAAAAAAAHL4/NoFn7BsPqyo/s320/Gretchen+with+friends+2000img030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think this was a night out in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzZeQiHrxd0/TwHzpbTdUCI/AAAAAAAAHMA/RuMIab6TWWw/s1600/Gretchen+and+friends+%252799img031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzZeQiHrxd0/TwHzpbTdUCI/AAAAAAAAHMA/RuMIab6TWWw/s320/Gretchen+and+friends+%252799img031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;During the blonde era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxXcrQw2qHw/TwHzroUJOqI/AAAAAAAAHMI/FmPZoOd2HJo/s1600/Gretchen+and+Sharolyn+%252798img032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxXcrQw2qHw/TwHzroUJOqI/AAAAAAAAHMI/FmPZoOd2HJo/s320/Gretchen+and+Sharolyn+%252798img032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here was my super short hair phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcVyLUq6IXw/TwHzuCrSg5I/AAAAAAAAHMQ/wvCJQW-U5mE/s1600/Gretchen+2001img034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcVyLUq6IXw/TwHzuCrSg5I/AAAAAAAAHMQ/wvCJQW-U5mE/s320/Gretchen+2001img034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But my two of my favorite things I scanned today, is Paul not even a year old. Sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vLf1DVpQ-4/TwHz5Yx4iBI/AAAAAAAAHMY/_kdKZPCUrew/s1600/Paul+1975img044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vLf1DVpQ-4/TwHz5Yx4iBI/AAAAAAAAHMY/_kdKZPCUrew/s320/Paul+1975img044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And my Grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgeuswLp6MI/TwHz7xpHuUI/AAAAAAAAHMg/O1ismb2ntLY/s1600/Grandad+img039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgeuswLp6MI/TwHz7xpHuUI/AAAAAAAAHMg/O1ismb2ntLY/s320/Grandad+img039.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh what fun and how addictive scanning is!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-6483323901383517309?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/6483323901383517309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=6483323901383517309' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6483323901383517309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6483323901383517309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/scanning-is-addictive.html' title='Scanning is addictive'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pCGeMiHv67c/TwHxqb0jpjI/AAAAAAAAHKQ/7bQfpvJBqog/s72-c/Hope+2011img045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7905800083570468549</id><published>2012-01-01T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:22:00.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 was a record breaking year for me</title><content type='html'>Those professional Olympic athletes are breaking records every year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regis Philbin broke records for hours on t.v.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister broke the record for most points in a basketball game her senior year (50 points!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I myself broke a record in 2011, &amp;nbsp;drum roll please......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blogged 173 posts in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold your applause please. I understand, it's astounding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out my previous stats though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2008 I posted 31 times, and might I add those posts were pretty darn boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2009 I brought it, and posted 125 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2010 I posted 100 times. Ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this year was a whopping 173 times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's to 2012 and outdoing my previous record!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-7905800083570468549?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7905800083570468549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7905800083570468549' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7905800083570468549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7905800083570468549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-was-record-breaking-year-for-me.html' title='2011 was a record breaking year for me'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7369475388821021259</id><published>2011-12-31T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:11:03.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On NYE, we hiked and sat in Corvette's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When trying to find something to do, DURING THE DAY, on NYE, you don't have that many options. Apparently, most things are shut down, or either they assume you will only want to do things at night that involve alcohol. We tossed around many options, and finally decided to take the in-laws to a local cave. Unfortunately, the water was too high for a boat ride, but we decided to go ahead and hike the trail.&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas was still up there. Sniff, sniff, it makes me sad that it will all be down soon.&amp;nbsp;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCZkoEBAiAM/Tv_Nfl07PlI/AAAAAAAAHHU/IwPkgIv1CYk/s1600/IMG_3021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCZkoEBAiAM/Tv_Nfl07PlI/AAAAAAAAHHU/IwPkgIv1CYk/s320/IMG_3021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Remember our last visit there? There was much adventure and all the things that creep me out! Not much different this time, but today I decided to be a little more adventurous. You know, adventurous for a middle aged white mom, that wears mom jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pam started the day, saying she found dinosaur poop that had become a fossil. More like an ugly rock actually, but dinosaur poop sounds much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lyhlYpwd3ME/Tv_NlbeJk6I/AAAAAAAAHHc/jR-N-3YjV5U/s1600/IMG_3023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lyhlYpwd3ME/Tv_NlbeJk6I/AAAAAAAAHHc/jR-N-3YjV5U/s320/IMG_3023.JPG" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank goodness, Hope decided to fore go the walking stick this time! Last time she and the stick became one. Only Pierce was our Moses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TVdrYULw6f4/Tv_NsjazUaI/AAAAAAAAHHk/v172euBZCa0/s1600/IMG_3033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TVdrYULw6f4/Tv_NsjazUaI/AAAAAAAAHHk/v172euBZCa0/s320/IMG_3033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can I just say that the weather is bizarre! It was in the 60's today! I thought we should get home and dye some Easter Eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3y8TllEoLI/Tv_N2EWSbcI/AAAAAAAAHHs/GapUedJYQfw/s1600/IMG_3035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3y8TllEoLI/Tv_N2EWSbcI/AAAAAAAAHHs/GapUedJYQfw/s320/IMG_3035.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids really LOVE doing this kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ANhecvvPvxw/Tv_N_cTbIxI/AAAAAAAAHH0/y4SlvIDhgaM/s1600/IMG_3042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ANhecvvPvxw/Tv_N_cTbIxI/AAAAAAAAHH0/y4SlvIDhgaM/s320/IMG_3042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Climbing and being adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLiOKHAOLCo/Tv_OQ41MLfI/AAAAAAAAHH8/MKR2jea8nxQ/s1600/IMG_3047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLiOKHAOLCo/Tv_OQ41MLfI/AAAAAAAAHH8/MKR2jea8nxQ/s320/IMG_3047.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And feeling like they conquered small little mountains, and in turn convincing their pitiful momma to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvwjM6akjAA/Tv_OcYo574I/AAAAAAAAHIE/QoSzkXZJI7k/s1600/IMG_3051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvwjM6akjAA/Tv_OcYo574I/AAAAAAAAHIE/QoSzkXZJI7k/s320/IMG_3051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If this isn't a sight, I'm not sure what is. My back end trying to climb slippery rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkZcA-eRq0A/Tv_OocJumMI/AAAAAAAAHIM/CGfXrRi_vSU/s1600/IMG_3053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkZcA-eRq0A/Tv_OocJumMI/AAAAAAAAHIM/CGfXrRi_vSU/s320/IMG_3053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But I did it, and I did not fall on my face or backside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjL2QbRkBKA/Tv_OxTzl6BI/AAAAAAAAHIU/HGrJDiezIfU/s1600/IMG_3054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjL2QbRkBKA/Tv_OxTzl6BI/AAAAAAAAHIU/HGrJDiezIfU/s320/IMG_3054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the kids were pretty proud of ol' momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cr2gR1sTJm8/Tv_O4XWY-yI/AAAAAAAAHIc/o8Ev3Qqi0L0/s1600/IMG_3058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cr2gR1sTJm8/Tv_O4XWY-yI/AAAAAAAAHIc/o8Ev3Qqi0L0/s320/IMG_3058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now here is where I just about came undone. Paul had both my offspring down here in this large ravine. They were climbing, scaling walls, and making me a nervous wreck. Hope decided she wanted to be with the big guys, doing EVERYTHING they did. I mean really? Do these children know how hard they were to come by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGdMOSEcGjc/Tv_PA9S_soI/AAAAAAAAHIk/7u93gBCd2QM/s1600/IMG_3060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGdMOSEcGjc/Tv_PA9S_soI/AAAAAAAAHIk/7u93gBCd2QM/s320/IMG_3060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Paul, Tom and Pierce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kabhnTctLLs/Tv_PLyWhDxI/AAAAAAAAHIs/gbAFD3u_7e8/s1600/IMG_3062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kabhnTctLLs/Tv_PLyWhDxI/AAAAAAAAHIs/gbAFD3u_7e8/s320/IMG_3062.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And Hope giving it her all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4YlYVV8Ht4/Tv_PUxOoDNI/AAAAAAAAHI0/BkODOB_usMQ/s1600/IMG_3063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4YlYVV8Ht4/Tv_PUxOoDNI/AAAAAAAAHI0/BkODOB_usMQ/s320/IMG_3063.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And finally success for her! And success for me too, because I am happy to report that she is with me tonight, safe and sound. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmUXmq8qlcE/Tv_PeztAPEI/AAAAAAAAHI8/HOuWv7UEEvU/s1600/IMG_3065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmUXmq8qlcE/Tv_PeztAPEI/AAAAAAAAHI8/HOuWv7UEEvU/s320/IMG_3065.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And maybe just maybe, this outdoor &amp;nbsp;stuff is starting to rub off on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFERAr3ZPrc/Tv_PoIQ7n4I/AAAAAAAAHJE/OBsobjSlcOk/s1600/IMG_3028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFERAr3ZPrc/Tv_PoIQ7n4I/AAAAAAAAHJE/OBsobjSlcOk/s320/IMG_3028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After we had all acted like Bear Grylls for a while, it was time to go to our next place of fun. The plan was the Railway Museum, but they were closed. So, we went to the Corvette Museum instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmzVWAnPYas/Tv_Pteo-2BI/AAAAAAAAHJM/hIOFdpsTLUI/s1600/IMG_3096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmzVWAnPYas/Tv_Pteo-2BI/AAAAAAAAHJM/hIOFdpsTLUI/s320/IMG_3096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;None of us had ever been here before. And while it's not really my kind of thing, it was fun to get a chance to sit in a Vette! Even Tom had to try it out. Looks good Tom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nhVyIoZwULk/Tv_PyjBfd_I/AAAAAAAAHJU/6S5QXQqZ4ag/s1600/IMG_3072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nhVyIoZwULk/Tv_PyjBfd_I/AAAAAAAAHJU/6S5QXQqZ4ag/s320/IMG_3072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can't you just see me guys?! I could just make the kids ride in the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-sNnNCLZJo/Tv_P3p3psaI/AAAAAAAAHJc/FCTL3xjFzyw/s1600/IMG_3073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-sNnNCLZJo/Tv_P3p3psaI/AAAAAAAAHJc/FCTL3xjFzyw/s320/IMG_3073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And check me out here....now can't you see me, laid back listening to some Jay Z? Who am I kidding, more like Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFO6ptANYck/Tv_P9GzbGZI/AAAAAAAAHJk/dfjp7k58Yjs/s1600/IMG_3074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFO6ptANYck/Tv_P9GzbGZI/AAAAAAAAHJk/dfjp7k58Yjs/s320/IMG_3074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;They had lots of nice displays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XY2ipoJwjlU/Tv_QE-BTHVI/AAAAAAAAHJs/K9oKYCtwrdA/s1600/IMG_3075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XY2ipoJwjlU/Tv_QE-BTHVI/AAAAAAAAHJs/K9oKYCtwrdA/s320/IMG_3075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;With Corvette's throughout the decades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_CixEYvEK8/Tv_QLE90ULI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/Ejg0KL2LM6Y/s1600/IMG_3078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_CixEYvEK8/Tv_QLE90ULI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/Ejg0KL2LM6Y/s320/IMG_3078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And check this out. Representing gas from the 50's, and there wasn't even a place for a dollar sign. I could handle that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3Rf8CtDdl8/Tv_QTWvW5lI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/PXDKUkkfXNU/s1600/IMG_3079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3Rf8CtDdl8/Tv_QTWvW5lI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/PXDKUkkfXNU/s320/IMG_3079.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And success for us girls! A purple Vette for us!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v001BY5UBRA/Tv_QY6Rog8I/AAAAAAAAHKE/XyDxMZDCSFc/s1600/IMG_3080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v001BY5UBRA/Tv_QY6Rog8I/AAAAAAAAHKE/XyDxMZDCSFc/s320/IMG_3080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a very full NYE for us, and now I'm just wondering if we can all stay awake to ring in 2012. :) Happy New Year everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-7369475388821021259?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7369475388821021259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7369475388821021259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7369475388821021259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7369475388821021259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-nye-we-hiked-and-sat-in-corvettes.html' title='On NYE, we hiked and sat in Corvette&apos;s'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCZkoEBAiAM/Tv_Nfl07PlI/AAAAAAAAHHU/IwPkgIv1CYk/s72-c/IMG_3021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8535723081399348516</id><published>2011-12-31T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:47:11.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, my wonderful, fruit cake makin', in laws offered to watch the kids Friday night, so we could go on a date. We &lt;strike&gt;ran out the door as fast as we could before they changed their minds&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;gladly took the opportunity to get out, just the two of us for a while.&amp;nbsp;&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;We ate at Shogun, and went and saw the movie, 'We bought a zoo.' The movie was soooooooo good! I loved it! And the company I kept wasn't too bad either. Even if he makes ridiculous faces....&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRBiut1460k/Tv87ViR81bI/AAAAAAAAHG4/LzTU-xYLI8k/s1600/IMG_3014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRBiut1460k/Tv87ViR81bI/AAAAAAAAHG4/LzTU-xYLI8k/s320/IMG_3014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAr6GmztFKk/Tv87brQDY1I/AAAAAAAAHHA/vzu-vmhTg24/s1600/IMG_3015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAr6GmztFKk/Tv87brQDY1I/AAAAAAAAHHA/vzu-vmhTg24/s320/IMG_3015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4dt23cUHD4/Tv87g1Wp-aI/AAAAAAAAHHI/e9OIzexdiMQ/s1600/IMG_3016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4dt23cUHD4/Tv87g1Wp-aI/AAAAAAAAHHI/e9OIzexdiMQ/s320/IMG_3016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-8535723081399348516?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/8535723081399348516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=8535723081399348516' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8535723081399348516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8535723081399348516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/date-night.html' title='Date Night!!!'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRBiut1460k/Tv87ViR81bI/AAAAAAAAHG4/LzTU-xYLI8k/s72-c/IMG_3014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8523907468905286236</id><published>2011-12-30T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:49:53.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas break=play and fruitcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well our week can be summed up like this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5mTydQ9kv0/Tv3r6alzFNI/AAAAAAAAHGM/4ulmjffEtpM/s1600/IMG_2992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964892868973778" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5mTydQ9kv0/Tv3r6alzFNI/AAAAAAAAHGM/4ulmjffEtpM/s400/IMG_2992.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 246px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4gtxV75K_c/Tv3r5u7uHmI/AAAAAAAAHF8/olBTEYxl4rY/s1600/IMG_3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964881149763170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4gtxV75K_c/Tv3r5u7uHmI/AAAAAAAAHF8/olBTEYxl4rY/s400/IMG_3000.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play with grandpa (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; that a sight! 3 generations of men playing x-box)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8IJzLFFquI/Tv3r5dWjusI/AAAAAAAAHFw/eE6GwCly_gQ/s1600/IMG_3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964876430490306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8IJzLFFquI/Tv3r5dWjusI/AAAAAAAAHFw/eE6GwCly_gQ/s400/IMG_3007.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;play land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pw0P-S9ZOEw/Tv3r5AHGCuI/AAAAAAAAHFk/tNpjlngw-DA/s1600/IMG_2989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964868581001954" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pw0P-S9ZOEw/Tv3r5AHGCuI/AAAAAAAAHFk/tNpjlngw-DA/s400/IMG_2989.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 315px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ngfG4nT0X8/Tv3rSiGw0xI/AAAAAAAAHFY/lnlg53Mzmy4/s1600/IMG_3002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964207691518738" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ngfG4nT0X8/Tv3rSiGw0xI/AAAAAAAAHFY/lnlg53Mzmy4/s400/IMG_3002.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because dancing always fits into a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1G0UAve8-1g/Tv3rSChix-I/AAAAAAAAHFM/h_jScPcD3wc/s1600/IMG_3003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964199213909986" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1G0UAve8-1g/Tv3rSChix-I/AAAAAAAAHFM/h_jScPcD3wc/s400/IMG_3003.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And fruitcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDpIDfHN9HI/Tv3rRs33fqI/AAAAAAAAHFA/fIlxd2TCI60/s1600/IMG_2995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964193401962146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDpIDfHN9HI/Tv3rRs33fqI/AAAAAAAAHFA/fIlxd2TCI60/s400/IMG_2995.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;I just want to take a moment and defend fruitcake. I know that fruitcake is kind of like mother in laws, they both generally get a bad rap. However, there ARE good mother in laws, and there is good fruitcake I say!! My in-laws make it every year, and I love it. So in-between play and dance, I eat fruitcake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNzBHQzgwow/Tv3rRa7B_PI/AAAAAAAAHE0/YTloiJNZNi8/s1600/IMG_2997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691964188583394546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNzBHQzgwow/Tv3rRa7B_PI/AAAAAAAAHE0/YTloiJNZNi8/s400/IMG_2997.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 398px;" /&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/990298211495326353-8523907468905286236?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/8523907468905286236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=8523907468905286236' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8523907468905286236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8523907468905286236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/christ-breakplay-and-fruitcake.html' title='Christmas break=play and fruitcake'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5mTydQ9kv0/Tv3r6alzFNI/AAAAAAAAHGM/4ulmjffEtpM/s72-c/IMG_2992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7427307363435976078</id><published>2011-12-28T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T10:57:45.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP toaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got this toaster right here when I was 19 years old, so that would make my toaster a mere 18 years old.  And while it has served me well for 18 years, it's pretty well, um, nasty. Plus, this toaster would not toast bagels, or at least you would have to hack up your bagel so it would properly fit into it. Yet, I just never would bring myself to replace it. New toasters are just not high on my priority. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qnF3q-8ozY/Tvtj77nWN4I/AAAAAAAAHEk/lkuiJTvQ7Bk/s1600/IMG_2987.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qnF3q-8ozY/Tvtj77nWN4I/AAAAAAAAHEk/lkuiJTvQ7Bk/s400/IMG_2987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691252435378911106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday my father in law declared he was buying me a new toaster, it was time to move on. So, here she is, my red beauty. I'm excited about my new toaster, BUT only I, miss sap could get attached to a toaster, and be a little sad to bid her goodbye. She's served me well. Lots of toast over the last 18 years, and hacked up bagels.  RIP dear toaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRg4055A2tU/Tvtj7mLMZ0I/AAAAAAAAHEc/ZiGAbjaKwFg/s1600/IMG_2986.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRg4055A2tU/Tvtj7mLMZ0I/AAAAAAAAHEc/ZiGAbjaKwFg/s400/IMG_2986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691252429623682882" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-7427307363435976078?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7427307363435976078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7427307363435976078' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7427307363435976078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7427307363435976078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/rip-toaster.html' title='RIP toaster'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qnF3q-8ozY/Tvtj77nWN4I/AAAAAAAAHEk/lkuiJTvQ7Bk/s72-c/IMG_2987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-6385638763832183421</id><published>2011-12-27T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:11:30.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011, just may never end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey kids, why don't you stand here and pose for the 65787756 time in the last 48 hours for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--giD6H9DbiE/TvpnaBpPLWI/AAAAAAAAHEQ/pQBYKpAA5wQ/s1600/IMG_2937.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--giD6H9DbiE/TvpnaBpPLWI/AAAAAAAAHEQ/pQBYKpAA5wQ/s400/IMG_2937.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690974775951699298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And guess why? Because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa are here, and we are going to celebrate Christmas AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aT-r4zXfvuU/TvpnCz9-HII/AAAAAAAAHEE/T-5J_mW2_Yc/s1600/IMG_2938.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aT-r4zXfvuU/TvpnCz9-HII/AAAAAAAAHEE/T-5J_mW2_Yc/s400/IMG_2938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690974377143573634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are very happy to report that Paul's parents made it safe and sound last night!! Yea!! Within less than an hour of their arrival we dove into some more presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fb_GFkyhEU/TvpnCZphbCI/AAAAAAAAHD4/9iDSB1ClS4U/s1600/IMG_2949.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fb_GFkyhEU/TvpnCZphbCI/AAAAAAAAHD4/9iDSB1ClS4U/s400/IMG_2949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690974370078485538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it's so fun to watch other people open their gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk8BGtVUmU4/TvpnCOh4XUI/AAAAAAAAHDs/YTH8BVgt7is/s1600/IMG_2952.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk8BGtVUmU4/TvpnCOh4XUI/AAAAAAAAHDs/YTH8BVgt7is/s400/IMG_2952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690974367093644610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I would say even Hope agrees with my feelings. Do you see her little smiling jumping self in the corner of the picture? She was so giddy when her daddy opened the beef jerky that she picked out for him. Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gpDxOh4PbC4/TvpnBQuHxDI/AAAAAAAAHDg/udqI7hKfDec/s1600/IMG_2941.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gpDxOh4PbC4/TvpnBQuHxDI/AAAAAAAAHDg/udqI7hKfDec/s400/IMG_2941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690974350501987378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big enough knife Paul? Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;griefness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ1l2hnxe_c/TvpmD7p55MI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/bDPkH3RfcEk/s1600/IMG_2946.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ1l2hnxe_c/TvpmD7p55MI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/bDPkH3RfcEk/s400/IMG_2946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690973296875136194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I got some very sweet gifts, that my children picked out just for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWF2GBL7VLs/TvpmDIf2f7I/AAAAAAAAHDI/V3tlEZTy-dk/s1600/IMG_2943.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWF2GBL7VLs/TvpmDIf2f7I/AAAAAAAAHDI/V3tlEZTy-dk/s400/IMG_2943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690973283142762418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please enjoy my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;slide show&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSDgpKRudyY/TvpmCwWEpqI/AAAAAAAAHC8/8rArOyNhYsE/s1600/IMG_2955.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSDgpKRudyY/TvpmCwWEpqI/AAAAAAAAHC8/8rArOyNhYsE/s400/IMG_2955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690973276659295906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTpW74gXRTI/Tvplag_h1OI/AAAAAAAAHCw/f5jGcRxL7XU/s1600/IMG_2957.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTpW74gXRTI/Tvplag_h1OI/AAAAAAAAHCw/f5jGcRxL7XU/s400/IMG_2957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690972585343440098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcutjkffx9Q/TvplFGeJMhI/AAAAAAAAHCg/mBGM6uU2T1E/s1600/IMG_2958.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcutjkffx9Q/TvplFGeJMhI/AAAAAAAAHCg/mBGM6uU2T1E/s400/IMG_2958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690972217446838802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Niiiiiice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23ecp7wWBPQ/TvplEv_-2AI/AAAAAAAAHCY/Pq2RXKPQaOA/s1600/IMG_2977.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23ecp7wWBPQ/TvplEv_-2AI/AAAAAAAAHCY/Pq2RXKPQaOA/s400/IMG_2977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690972211414751234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enough with me already! More of the cutest people in our house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlM7cTuMgBc/TvplEc2-niI/AAAAAAAAHCM/ocw35jNj5iE/s1600/IMG_2960.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlM7cTuMgBc/TvplEc2-niI/AAAAAAAAHCM/ocw35jNj5iE/s400/IMG_2960.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690972206276714018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zd1EUiO2a9A/TvpkCn0cztI/AAAAAAAAHCA/15_l483OlHQ/s1600/IMG_2968.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zd1EUiO2a9A/TvpkCn0cztI/AAAAAAAAHCA/15_l483OlHQ/s400/IMG_2968.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690971075347533522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKBXNYM5PYk/TvpkCY3OuSI/AAAAAAAAHB0/eRbVkjC0qCQ/s1600/IMG_2970.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKBXNYM5PYk/TvpkCY3OuSI/AAAAAAAAHB0/eRbVkjC0qCQ/s400/IMG_2970.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690971071332661538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I include the one on the left, as one of the cute people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A3z-Iya6uIU/TvpkBgEfsdI/AAAAAAAAHBs/zj4bP25nn9Y/s1600/IMG_2975.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A3z-Iya6uIU/TvpkBgEfsdI/AAAAAAAAHBs/zj4bP25nn9Y/s400/IMG_2975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690971056087478738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And our pride and joy for the night was receiving the gifts that Pierce had painted for us. Sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U5-v8ikMc4/TvpkBeI3mFI/AAAAAAAAHBc/_ow_sYusXwU/s1600/IMG_2978.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U5-v8ikMc4/TvpkBeI3mFI/AAAAAAAAHBc/_ow_sYusXwU/s400/IMG_2978.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690971055568951378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm thinking that these should be framed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--o13Nhj_R1U/TvpjH-JvDeI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/7Dzt9N7nPzM/s1600/IMG_2979.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--o13Nhj_R1U/TvpjH-JvDeI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/7Dzt9N7nPzM/s400/IMG_2979.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690970067730107874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-To5b6N0_oug/TvpjHQRVQWI/AAAAAAAAHBE/ALGvF3QyUxg/s1600/IMG_2980.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-To5b6N0_oug/TvpjHQRVQWI/AAAAAAAAHBE/ALGvF3QyUxg/s400/IMG_2980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690970055413940578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I would say that the best part for the kids, is having their grandparents here to spend time and play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1aZQovAnps/TvpjHABNGrI/AAAAAAAAHA4/d0sbFeCCO1M/s1600/IMG_2983.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1aZQovAnps/TvpjHABNGrI/AAAAAAAAHA4/d0sbFeCCO1M/s400/IMG_2983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690970051051330226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-431Pf6HVH_k/TvpjG2FLsPI/AAAAAAAAHAs/abfIPZlHOG0/s1600/IMG_2985.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-431Pf6HVH_k/TvpjG2FLsPI/AAAAAAAAHAs/abfIPZlHOG0/s400/IMG_2985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690970048383660274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a week to spend with Pam and Tom, and I would say that we are all in for a rude awakening after they leave. Back to reality for sure! For now though, we are going to make the most of this week. Tonight, we are going to watch 'The Help' so if you hear sobbing, just ignore it, it will be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-6385638763832183421?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/6385638763832183421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=6385638763832183421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6385638763832183421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6385638763832183421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011-just-may-never-end.html' title='Christmas 2011, just may never end'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--giD6H9DbiE/TvpnaBpPLWI/AAAAAAAAHEQ/pQBYKpAA5wQ/s72-c/IMG_2937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-4582072303253380454</id><published>2011-12-27T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T06:46:08.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Christmas had come, and it was ready and waiting for two bright eyed little children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftzqx9xIzgs/TvnVglNUwcI/AAAAAAAAHAg/Ou8dMdmer0w/s1600/IMG_2879.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftzqx9xIzgs/TvnVglNUwcI/AAAAAAAAHAg/Ou8dMdmer0w/s400/IMG_2879.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690814359879860674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one on the left here awakened at 5:30, ready to go. Thankfully Papaw got him to go back to sleep, but by 7:30 we couldn't hold them off any longer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ1aw6uijdk/TvnVR9sjdcI/AAAAAAAAHAU/abtDBGTiLWI/s1600/IMG_2887.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ1aw6uijdk/TvnVR9sjdcI/AAAAAAAAHAU/abtDBGTiLWI/s400/IMG_2887.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690814108755260866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As tradition in my family continues, the kids are not allowed to go see anything until the adults say so. So, they were upstairs chanting every few seconds, "can we go down yet??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ygWOKafTiBM/TvnVRji-7GI/AAAAAAAAHAI/lF2mHXlVjOw/s1600/IMG_2884.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ygWOKafTiBM/TvnVRji-7GI/AAAAAAAAHAI/lF2mHXlVjOw/s400/IMG_2884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690814101735795810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, the day that the whole kid year revolves around had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxN1_-6_ezc/TvnVQuv3t5I/AAAAAAAAHAA/79LY_fKfm80/s1600/IMG_2891.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxN1_-6_ezc/TvnVQuv3t5I/AAAAAAAAHAA/79LY_fKfm80/s400/IMG_2891.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690814087562770322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ripping and tearing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdICkqwzL1Q/TvnVQcOdDTI/AAAAAAAAG_w/5oYMUe7T36g/s1600/IMG_2890.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdICkqwzL1Q/TvnVQcOdDTI/AAAAAAAAG_w/5oYMUe7T36g/s400/IMG_2890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690814082590772530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excitement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThKRxdK92V4/TvnUbXKB6BI/AAAAAAAAG_k/1sz2GEygMEk/s1600/IMG_2892.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThKRxdK92V4/TvnUbXKB6BI/AAAAAAAAG_k/1sz2GEygMEk/s400/IMG_2892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690813170696972306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjk7xdxh3_U/TvnUbBZthvI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/ZA0P2IgVY-g/s1600/IMG_2896.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjk7xdxh3_U/TvnUbBZthvI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/ZA0P2IgVY-g/s400/IMG_2896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690813164857165554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And within a matter of what seemed like moments, it was over. Or so I thought! Paul told me, I had forgot a present over there, and I said, "no I didn't, that was all of them" "no, there's one more" "no Paul, that was it!" "Gretchen, there's ONE more!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ohhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes I'm slow like that. So, I went and looked and found a small box on the tree, and it was for ME!!! Paul, completely surprised me with a beautiful ring!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely picture of me, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTdV-N0FBwY/TvnUaEg_-BI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/jCBjgx0uUbM/s1600/IMG_2902.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTdV-N0FBwY/TvnUaEg_-BI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/jCBjgx0uUbM/s400/IMG_2902.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690813148513171474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After rampage of the gifts, it was fun to watch the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2AmWrrESTSw/TvnUaMlYNQI/AAAAAAAAG_A/7MsOUbGMVfw/s1600/IMG_2904.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2AmWrrESTSw/TvnUaMlYNQI/AAAAAAAAG_A/7MsOUbGMVfw/s400/IMG_2904.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690813150679020802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Napper that she had been asking for months for was a big hit! Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv7jW7CWuRo/TvnTTv2pndI/AAAAAAAAG-w/qDqUuLkIYYE/s1600/IMG_2906.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv7jW7CWuRo/TvnTTv2pndI/AAAAAAAAG-w/qDqUuLkIYYE/s400/IMG_2906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690811940375993810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Neena&lt;/span&gt; here, taking no prisoners playing Hungry, Hungry Hippo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7e4hKG3_pF8/TvnTSmb2chI/AAAAAAAAG-k/aJIE2Nbcp3s/s1600/IMG_2910.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7e4hKG3_pF8/TvnTSmb2chI/AAAAAAAAG-k/aJIE2Nbcp3s/s400/IMG_2910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690811920667800082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of the family was to be there for lunch and then gifts after that. Jo, and I had to take a moment of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSuSpffUQYs/TvnTR-n8fDI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/SB7YIrKEt2E/s1600/IMG_2912.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSuSpffUQYs/TvnTR-n8fDI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/SB7YIrKEt2E/s400/IMG_2912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690811909981109298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you KNOW, that we had to have this picture right here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOKhYkLMay4/TvnTRQQBfnI/AAAAAAAAG-M/cfNBDpP_jDo/s1600/IMG_7701.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOKhYkLMay4/TvnTRQQBfnI/AAAAAAAAG-M/cfNBDpP_jDo/s400/IMG_7701.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690811897532743282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch, we sang to Jesus for his birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG9Lf3XBvMA/TvnScILQamI/AAAAAAAAG98/aM8XM4QI2Ww/s1600/IMG_2916.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG9Lf3XBvMA/TvnScILQamI/AAAAAAAAG98/aM8XM4QI2Ww/s400/IMG_2916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810984832199266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was time for even MORE gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7wFPOU-qz3s/TvnSb4Y8qTI/AAAAAAAAG9w/TfZwt7l2I-k/s1600/IMG_2919.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7wFPOU-qz3s/TvnSb4Y8qTI/AAAAAAAAG9w/TfZwt7l2I-k/s400/IMG_2919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810980594657586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More rampage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS3TlDfqUCc/TvnSabu_lAI/AAAAAAAAG9o/HdNizLirteY/s1600/IMG_2922.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS3TlDfqUCc/TvnSabu_lAI/AAAAAAAAG9o/HdNizLirteY/s400/IMG_2922.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810955722626050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And more fun, watching everyone be excited for their gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62siXIA3Tjw/TvnSaOfYtlI/AAAAAAAAG9Y/fxStl_XAMkg/s1600/IMG_2927.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62siXIA3Tjw/TvnSaOfYtlI/AAAAAAAAG9Y/fxStl_XAMkg/s400/IMG_2927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810952167503442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And several wardrobe shows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3mhrb8RTfk/TvnRl8-9n4I/AAAAAAAAG9M/mIVNOl64wEo/s1600/IMG_2926.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3mhrb8RTfk/TvnRl8-9n4I/AAAAAAAAG9M/mIVNOl64wEo/s400/IMG_2926.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810054114910082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jD4ZNSfUV0/TvnRlVT3WWI/AAAAAAAAG9A/tTS8CrLQ5uA/s1600/IMG_2929.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jD4ZNSfUV0/TvnRlVT3WWI/AAAAAAAAG9A/tTS8CrLQ5uA/s400/IMG_2929.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810043465161058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And sappy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' me, just has to say how lovely a day it was. I love my family and love seeing them all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZz5qt8HwXw/TvnRkjhPZbI/AAAAAAAAG80/g34CuFxlEEI/s1600/IMG_7711.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZz5qt8HwXw/TvnRkjhPZbI/AAAAAAAAG80/g34CuFxlEEI/s400/IMG_7711.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810030099490226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I pray that the children look back one day with fond memories of how much we loved them, and loved being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fs32aCqIkso/TvnRkUnEZJI/AAAAAAAAG8o/RhB87liPmos/s1600/IMG_7708.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fs32aCqIkso/TvnRkUnEZJI/AAAAAAAAG8o/RhB87liPmos/s400/IMG_7708.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690810026097403026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt; Christmas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER, I still had one more very important date I needed to attend to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McDonald's and my best friend, cause that's how we roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5azTYPOqqw/TvnRDdEwX7I/AAAAAAAAG8c/_PZNbLPXPIs/s1600/IMG_2931.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5azTYPOqqw/TvnRDdEwX7I/AAAAAAAAG8c/_PZNbLPXPIs/s400/IMG_2931.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690809461433720754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We drank diet coke's, exchanged gifts and laughed! I made her this hilarious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;calender&lt;/span&gt;, that she got a big kick out of. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKKC8Lypvtg/TvnRC2OjdLI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/Bc4p3EkD8TA/s1600/IMG_2932.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKKC8Lypvtg/TvnRC2OjdLI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/Bc4p3EkD8TA/s400/IMG_2932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690809451005834418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And check out what she made me!!! I LOVE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXN_lNVCs1c/TvnRCRf3TPI/AAAAAAAAG8E/z-bo0hK6FcM/s1600/IMG_2933.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXN_lNVCs1c/TvnRCRf3TPI/AAAAAAAAG8E/z-bo0hK6FcM/s400/IMG_2933.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690809441146326258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Never seems we have enough time, but I will take every bit I can get! Love this girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTtecwwANyg/TvnRCKsXdbI/AAAAAAAAG74/cyGqukEmFOg/s1600/IMG_2935.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTtecwwANyg/TvnRCKsXdbI/AAAAAAAAG74/cyGqukEmFOg/s400/IMG_2935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690809439319717298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that in a nutshell was our Christmas Day of 2011. But Christmas is not over yet! More posts to come....:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-4582072303253380454?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/4582072303253380454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=4582072303253380454' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4582072303253380454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4582072303253380454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftzqx9xIzgs/TvnVglNUwcI/AAAAAAAAHAg/Ou8dMdmer0w/s72-c/IMG_2879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-9025864579741893120</id><published>2011-12-27T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T05:01:09.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Let me go ahead, and sound like an old person, NOW. How can Christmas and another year be over?? I say this, every.single.year. But, I always feel the same way, every.single.year. I've decided I'm just to darn sentimental. The end of another year always makes me sad, but from here on out, I will be happy about it. Okay? Hold me to it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started our Christmas Eve, with our annual breakfast. Okay, this was only the second one, but I will still refer to it as annual. This time the Reid's decided they were to good for us, and bailed out. So the Bush's and Lee's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;represented&lt;/span&gt;. How cute does Cameron look sitting there on the end, alone? Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2hiuN_FhoY/Tvje7sUswkI/AAAAAAAAG6k/NY22Yj1UpK4/s1600/IMG_2836.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2hiuN_FhoY/Tvje7sUswkI/AAAAAAAAG6k/NY22Yj1UpK4/s400/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690543246274249282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve had to get in the picture too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbrP62f7_Kk/TvjenLbIi7I/AAAAAAAAG6Y/m6PzdKBKUYw/s1600/IMG_2837.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbrP62f7_Kk/TvjenLbIi7I/AAAAAAAAG6Y/m6PzdKBKUYw/s400/IMG_2837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542893845482418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of our Christmas Eve, was just hanging out at my moms all day. In the evening, the family got together for our meal, and to exchange gifts with Christopher and Jaclyn. I forced the kids to dress up for me and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TV0WcM6lAU/TvjemyrqTtI/AAAAAAAAG6M/MaGSgsQke6g/s1600/IMG_2844.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TV0WcM6lAU/TvjemyrqTtI/AAAAAAAAG6M/MaGSgsQke6g/s400/IMG_2844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542887203917522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't stop them from taking breaks to peek at the gifts though. Oh, what fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNHy7W2nxBo/TvjemXxaYmI/AAAAAAAAG6A/J6f4ZJehrRY/s1600/IMG_2843.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNHy7W2nxBo/TvjemXxaYmI/AAAAAAAAG6A/J6f4ZJehrRY/s400/IMG_2843.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542879980282466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom, had a wonderful meal for us, and we enjoyed it in the beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;candlelight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LkNc6pb-kP0/TvjemCbwG6I/AAAAAAAAG50/MOhMosWi9EE/s1600/IMG_2847.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LkNc6pb-kP0/TvjemCbwG6I/AAAAAAAAG50/MOhMosWi9EE/s400/IMG_2847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542874252286882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqhUot1as1I/Tvjd3jhs7ZI/AAAAAAAAG5o/PpuAp70wyM8/s1600/IMG_2849.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqhUot1as1I/Tvjd3jhs7ZI/AAAAAAAAG5o/PpuAp70wyM8/s400/IMG_2849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542075681762706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you know that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Robinson&lt;/span&gt; clan, HAD to get the 'round the table picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0j237_GkvKU/Tvjd3HKYpgI/AAAAAAAAG5c/22AqFJVr7YQ/s1600/IMG_7660.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0j237_GkvKU/Tvjd3HKYpgI/AAAAAAAAG5c/22AqFJVr7YQ/s400/IMG_7660.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542068067771906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christopher had to work on Christmas day, how dumb is that?! So, we had our gifts with them after dinner. Aren't they cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nTElim2mEk/Tvjd2rmmMRI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/6uw38FIv_24/s1600/IMG_2853.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nTElim2mEk/Tvjd2rmmMRI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/6uw38FIv_24/s400/IMG_2853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542060669907218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in between gifts and fun, I took umpteen pictures. Cause that's what I do people. Please note, the man in the background throwing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;deuces&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AxPpr_TSPbA/Tvjd2cKNzEI/AAAAAAAAG5E/EXermOyBc6M/s1600/IMG_2854.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AxPpr_TSPbA/Tvjd2cKNzEI/AAAAAAAAG5E/EXermOyBc6M/s400/IMG_2854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690542056524336194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Might be just a little too close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5DDlFmwIdU/TvjdHKlFdnI/AAAAAAAAG44/RqMGY8xdN9E/s1600/IMG_2857.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5DDlFmwIdU/TvjdHKlFdnI/AAAAAAAAG44/RqMGY8xdN9E/s400/IMG_2857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690541244351346290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2RpEfErc5o/TvjdGW0Q9tI/AAAAAAAAG4s/DgmJlwPmqI8/s1600/IMG_2858.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2RpEfErc5o/TvjdGW0Q9tI/AAAAAAAAG4s/DgmJlwPmqI8/s400/IMG_2858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690541230456370898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My three nephews, and beautiful sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_P5-QPcXKAM/TvjdGKnNaeI/AAAAAAAAG4g/yFgmdCnfBuc/s1600/IMG_2862.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_P5-QPcXKAM/TvjdGKnNaeI/AAAAAAAAG4g/yFgmdCnfBuc/s400/IMG_2862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690541227180386786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a wonderful Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tZaAUAM9p0/TvjcegD29VI/AAAAAAAAG4U/bD_dzDYdipc/s1600/IMG_2864.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tZaAUAM9p0/TvjcegD29VI/AAAAAAAAG4U/bD_dzDYdipc/s400/IMG_2864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690540545742927186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were CLIMBING the walls, and just being general wild, excited monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMxIYTpIJwU/Tvjcdn4sbHI/AAAAAAAAG4I/OjLVtn2pimI/s1600/IMG_2868.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMxIYTpIJwU/Tvjcdn4sbHI/AAAAAAAAG4I/OjLVtn2pimI/s400/IMG_2868.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690540530663713906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And though I thought of maybe using a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tranquilizer&lt;/span&gt; gun on them, they finally fell fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6HZdULiLz8/TvjcdKMZZlI/AAAAAAAAG38/eSwqWiQsDCM/s1600/IMG_2869.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6HZdULiLz8/TvjcdKMZZlI/AAAAAAAAG38/eSwqWiQsDCM/s400/IMG_2869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690540522693289554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And it's a good thing they did, because this was what awaited them when they would wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yTchMmTD3c/TvjcczJ24uI/AAAAAAAAG3w/w2wOO1azQag/s1600/IMG_2881.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yTchMmTD3c/TvjcczJ24uI/AAAAAAAAG3w/w2wOO1azQag/s400/IMG_2881.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690540516508623586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-9025864579741893120?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/9025864579741893120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=9025864579741893120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/9025864579741893120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/9025864579741893120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-2011.html' title='Christmas Eve, 2011'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2hiuN_FhoY/Tvje7sUswkI/AAAAAAAAG6k/NY22Yj1UpK4/s72-c/IMG_2836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-1129047531040214965</id><published>2011-12-26T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:25:13.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aint no party, like an office party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Friday we were going to head up to Indiana for all of our Christmas festivities, but before we left the kids and I headed to Paul's office party. Paul decided the DAY before the party, that it would be an ugly sweater party. Nothing like a last minute decision for something! I was prepared, because I still had my award winning ugly sweater hanging in my closet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I would never go intentionally go buy ugly sweaters for these two! So, they just showed up cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mL_DGV-jNBs/TvjkBrapK5I/AAAAAAAAG7w/lxZEMhNc-P4/s1600/IMG_2811.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mL_DGV-jNBs/TvjkBrapK5I/AAAAAAAAG7w/lxZEMhNc-P4/s400/IMG_2811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690548846668098450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, Paul had gotten rid of his previous white sweater, but kept the lovely dickie. Ha! So, he went on Thursday and found his self a lovely white cable knit. Too funny. And listen to this! He had scheduled for a turkey/ham platter to be delivered for the meal. Well, they called him 10 minutes AFTER it was to be delivered and said that their truck had broken down, and he would have to come pick it up. He got there, and it was packed! Had to wait in line for 30 minutes. In that time, he saw people getting out their phones taking pictures of him! HA! You know people were probably uploading pics of him to facebook...."check out this dork!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_sYi_EsRWY/TvjkBS-2tKI/AAAAAAAAG7g/pwP7edeng2g/s1600/IMG_2812.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_sYi_EsRWY/TvjkBS-2tKI/AAAAAAAAG7g/pwP7edeng2g/s400/IMG_2812.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690548840109094050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharky brought his Wii from home, and we had some heavy competition going on. And the guys wearing those awesome sweaters, were breaking out in a sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oG0HMiRVgg0/Tvjjh5M83gI/AAAAAAAAG7U/X82lvkJcMr0/s1600/IMG_2815.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oG0HMiRVgg0/Tvjjh5M83gI/AAAAAAAAG7U/X82lvkJcMr0/s400/IMG_2815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690548300612951554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Pierce here, would take on anyone there! Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pu_D2d0TWWQ/TvjjgjjbgDI/AAAAAAAAG7I/8TYsS7m9vu0/s1600/IMG_2822.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pu_D2d0TWWQ/TvjjgjjbgDI/AAAAAAAAG7I/8TYsS7m9vu0/s400/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690548277621784626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't take that many pics at the party, and once we got home, and I had to re document this lovely, lovely thing I wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCn-x2zZBpI/TvjjgXgyiPI/AAAAAAAAG64/IDY93_WtW-w/s1600/IMG_2823.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCn-x2zZBpI/TvjjgXgyiPI/AAAAAAAAG64/IDY93_WtW-w/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690548274389485810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging balls on a sweater. Now that is classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6FNC2oiUtbA/TvjjgAOJ3yI/AAAAAAAAG6w/0LPn0IZ-Qkg/s1600/IMG_2825.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6FNC2oiUtbA/TvjjgAOJ3yI/AAAAAAAAG6w/0LPn0IZ-Qkg/s400/IMG_2825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690548268137307938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-1129047531040214965?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/1129047531040214965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=1129047531040214965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1129047531040214965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1129047531040214965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/aint-no-party-like-office-party.html' title='Aint no party, like an office party'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mL_DGV-jNBs/TvjkBrapK5I/AAAAAAAAG7w/lxZEMhNc-P4/s72-c/IMG_2811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-1919354004774398363</id><published>2011-12-22T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:02:04.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"This is the best night"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night, Pierce and I went out to do a little shopping for his sister. He wanted to get her a gift, seriously he has been ALL about gift giving this year!!!! Anyways, so just the two of us ventured out, and it was SUCH a fun time. He and I do not get nearly enough one on one time together, and I miss it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He must have said to me 5 times last night, "this is the best night momma." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TYQ9XodliyI/TvOm8dunKkI/AAAAAAAAG3A/YG1wv7s0faE/s1600/IMG_2801.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TYQ9XodliyI/TvOm8dunKkI/AAAAAAAAG3A/YG1wv7s0faE/s400/IMG_2801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689074312001563202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you know, I might have to agree with him. We laughed, sang, skipped like buffoons, and just enjoyed each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcD8nGNXEnc/TvOm8OXt8hI/AAAAAAAAG20/BPcHGr4MlVo/s1600/IMG_2803.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcD8nGNXEnc/TvOm8OXt8hI/AAAAAAAAG20/BPcHGr4MlVo/s400/IMG_2803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689074307879006738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He brings his own money everywhere these days, so he can give to the Salvation Army bell ringers. Love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zypHoFZjqgQ/TvOm7QwnZYI/AAAAAAAAG2o/M9v57qmOs-M/s1600/IMG_2804.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zypHoFZjqgQ/TvOm7QwnZYI/AAAAAAAAG2o/M9v57qmOs-M/s400/IMG_2804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689074291340436866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we ended the night with a special treat all of his own. I don't ever want to forget our special night together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Crtwgn0GV3w/TvOm7LLorFI/AAAAAAAAG2c/-ZNP65eR0zQ/s1600/IMG_2806.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Crtwgn0GV3w/TvOm7LLorFI/AAAAAAAAG2c/-ZNP65eR0zQ/s400/IMG_2806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689074289843154002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will probably be last post for a while. I want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. My heart is heavy for some, and I'm praying. I love all my bloggy people. :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-1919354004774398363?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/1919354004774398363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=1919354004774398363' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1919354004774398363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1919354004774398363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-best-night.html' title='&quot;This is the best night&quot;'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TYQ9XodliyI/TvOm8dunKkI/AAAAAAAAG3A/YG1wv7s0faE/s72-c/IMG_2801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2387733336173498028</id><published>2011-12-21T13:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T13:31:27.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving birth to a monkey, baking cookies, and about Christmas cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This post will be a little all over the place, so bear with it please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look who is into pretending she's going to have a baby.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhPvoG7yXS0/TvJM8_ngIoI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/CnUUl_DbEmI/s1600/IMG_2777.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhPvoG7yXS0/TvJM8_ngIoI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/CnUUl_DbEmI/s400/IMG_2777.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693890075337346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we even experience the birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnhW976dJv0/TvJM8epKyiI/AAAAAAAAG2E/msUr3lrs4Uw/s1600/IMG_2778.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnhW976dJv0/TvJM8epKyiI/AAAAAAAAG2E/msUr3lrs4Uw/s400/IMG_2778.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693881223957026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful pink baby monkey, that she always names, Hope. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGCT08rhsfo/TvJM75JhMTI/AAAAAAAAG14/Xm0rGYrh7SA/s1600/IMG_2780.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGCT08rhsfo/TvJM75JhMTI/AAAAAAAAG14/Xm0rGYrh7SA/s400/IMG_2780.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693871159095602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I decided today that we should do some Christmas baking. Before we were getting started, I got out all my stuff, and look who pulled a big ol' Tracey. Expires, Nov 15, 07. Oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSkn363xymQ/TvJM7e_auJI/AAAAAAAAG1s/4_wpXM0wFe4/s1600/IMG_2782.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSkn363xymQ/TvJM7e_auJI/AAAAAAAAG1s/4_wpXM0wFe4/s400/IMG_2782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693864137406610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it just me, or does baking always seem better in theory and idea, than the actual doing it?? Well, I know it's not just me, it was Tracey that said, "I always envision us sipping hot chocolate, Christmas music playing, and the children saying how much they love me. When in fact we end up acting like Sanford and Son." BA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CX5wujvF7wc/TvJMZfzujTI/AAAAAAAAG1g/qlPC0AacQD8/s1600/IMG_2784.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CX5wujvF7wc/TvJMZfzujTI/AAAAAAAAG1g/qlPC0AacQD8/s400/IMG_2784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693280241257778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were super excited though, and even had to put on their aprons for baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yeOiu4BWags/TvJMYoYPjTI/AAAAAAAAG1U/yB5Lkz67XAY/s1600/IMG_2785.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yeOiu4BWags/TvJMYoYPjTI/AAAAAAAAG1U/yB5Lkz67XAY/s400/IMG_2785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693265362029874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would say, for about every 3 that we decorated, 1 was eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kv9UVEwh0MM/TvJMYNqoWpI/AAAAAAAAG1I/QoGDDtbwYxA/s1600/IMG_2787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kv9UVEwh0MM/TvJMYNqoWpI/AAAAAAAAG1I/QoGDDtbwYxA/s400/IMG_2787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693258191395474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_hnHyO7KH4/TvJMX_J5UcI/AAAAAAAAG08/9CHEi_iBh24/s1600/IMG_2789.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_hnHyO7KH4/TvJMX_J5UcI/AAAAAAAAG08/9CHEi_iBh24/s400/IMG_2789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688693254295998914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this one, ended up so messy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXLIU0yR-jc/TvJLz-hwJII/AAAAAAAAG0w/5ojtyK5hSQo/s1600/IMG_2792.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXLIU0yR-jc/TvJLz-hwJII/AAAAAAAAG0w/5ojtyK5hSQo/s400/IMG_2792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688692635652334722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That I just had to take her straight to the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6SfJPAZNio/TvJLzIUIzjI/AAAAAAAAG0k/jR_Ef2fzK9U/s1600/IMG_2797.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6SfJPAZNio/TvJLzIUIzjI/AAAAAAAAG0k/jR_Ef2fzK9U/s400/IMG_2797.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688692621099716146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where I taught her the important act of putting your hair up in a towel. Just one step closer to womanhood now. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2LN1RLYvuw/TvJLy2-wQbI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/tgC_LCpJ9ws/s1600/IMG_2798.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2LN1RLYvuw/TvJLy2-wQbI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/tgC_LCpJ9ws/s400/IMG_2798.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688692616446624178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, Jaime Mac brought up another idea of another blog off topic. Christmas cards. Do we send them? Why do we send them, etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My take on Christmas cards is that it's just part of the whole tradition thing. I read that they got started in England in like 1840 or something like that. I have gone years where I did not send them, and some years I do. If I don't get one from somebody, I do not get in my feelings hurt or anything like that. However, I really do enjoy getting them!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-2387733336173498028?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2387733336173498028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2387733336173498028' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2387733336173498028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2387733336173498028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/giving-birth-to-monkey-baking-cookies.html' title='Giving birth to a monkey, baking cookies, and about Christmas cards'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhPvoG7yXS0/TvJM8_ngIoI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/CnUUl_DbEmI/s72-c/IMG_2777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7689753709957225684</id><published>2011-12-20T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T14:58:24.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am L-O-V-I-N-G Christmas break with the kids! It's just so nice to have them home all day, (even when they drive me to drink hard liquor) and I am loving the change of pace. We've been relaxing more, playing lots of games, putting puzzles together, reading, eating lots of junk, and trying to finish up Christmas. I have two more to buy for and then I will be d.o.n.e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow this little guy even convinced me to play this game where I run while he tries to shoot me. It's like living in downtown LA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-PLBnNpqYs/TvELhaRA1xI/AAAAAAAAG0M/MaRE65btigI/s1600/IMG_2763.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-PLBnNpqYs/TvELhaRA1xI/AAAAAAAAG0M/MaRE65btigI/s400/IMG_2763.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688340472959915794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and I have dominated in this game right here! I take no prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4dh2wRjep8/TvELTzl9lHI/AAAAAAAAG0A/L9ZOTPDCWr8/s1600/IMG_2768.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4dh2wRjep8/TvELTzl9lHI/AAAAAAAAG0A/L9ZOTPDCWr8/s400/IMG_2768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688340239240500338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I must be crazy, because I'm about to show something I only save for my family. I've been told on *several* occasions that I always look put together. Here I am to prove to all though, that many times I look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cstd3VTFcY/TvELTC18ALI/AAAAAAAAGz0/0lPiTdAh1Es/s1600/IMG_2761.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cstd3VTFcY/TvELTC18ALI/AAAAAAAAGz0/0lPiTdAh1Es/s400/IMG_2761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688340226154168498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When at home, I pull my hair completely off my head, and expose a forehead that is 95 miles long. Good thing I have a charming personality, huh?! Poor Paul. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkyKFqgZiu4/TvELSy72ufI/AAAAAAAAGzo/0FWijhJTXFA/s1600/IMG_2762.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkyKFqgZiu4/TvELSy72ufI/AAAAAAAAGzo/0FWijhJTXFA/s400/IMG_2762.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688340221884021234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one last thing, today while the kids and I were out doing our Christmas shopping, we saw Santa pulled over. HA!! It cracked me up. Santa even had on his blue tooth thing, maybe him and Mrs Claus were chatting.  Bad Santa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgNGnMKZi6Y/TvELStOJFCI/AAAAAAAAGzc/-0Hzo6NqZl4/s1600/Bowling%2BGreen-20111220-00089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgNGnMKZi6Y/TvELStOJFCI/AAAAAAAAGzc/-0Hzo6NqZl4/s400/Bowling%2BGreen-20111220-00089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688340220350108706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-7689753709957225684?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7689753709957225684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7689753709957225684' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7689753709957225684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7689753709957225684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-santa.html' title='Bad Santa'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-PLBnNpqYs/TvELhaRA1xI/AAAAAAAAG0M/MaRE65btigI/s72-c/IMG_2763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2226880119198928644</id><published>2011-12-18T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:42:16.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that remind me of my childhood--Christmas Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am a VERY nostalgic person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually at the beginning of every new season, I find myself reliving those nostalgic feelings. For example, when summer begins, I usually think about my time spent at my grandparents more. I remember the summers spent going to the fair with them, playing in their yard, the window air unit that would freeze me out of their living room, my Grandad's tan line from mowing, their garden, and my grumpy grandma cooking in her kitchen. Sometimes those feelings are so strong, it's almost paralyzing. I hope I don't sound too crazy saying that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow! One day I was reading &lt;a href="http://katandgray.blogspot.com"&gt;Grass Stains Blog&lt;/a&gt;, and saw where she did some posts about things that reminded her of her childhood, and me being the nostalgic soul I am, absolutely loved it! So, I've decided to take a crack at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hands down, the season that gets me the most nostalgic is Christmas. There are so many triggers, all it takes is a song, a smell, a sight, and I am this girl again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLcMbA4Vl2k/Tu62lbFft2I/AAAAAAAAGzQ/kAlWQGEkqN0/s1600/img186.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLcMbA4Vl2k/Tu62lbFft2I/AAAAAAAAGzQ/kAlWQGEkqN0/s400/img186.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687684133457737570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tins. My mom would bake a TON when we were kids, and she always put the goodies in tins and gave them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUw0vVf-qtQ/Tu62lV7bd_I/AAAAAAAAGzA/YCWwgOBtpVI/s1600/collectible_christmas_cookie_candy_tins_can_lot_20_old_tins_estate_20_delran_nj_08075_9952051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUw0vVf-qtQ/Tu62lV7bd_I/AAAAAAAAGzA/YCWwgOBtpVI/s400/collectible_christmas_cookie_candy_tins_can_lot_20_old_tins_estate_20_delran_nj_08075_9952051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687684132073338866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_pPbXSqRKc/Tu62Uy7W8VI/AAAAAAAAGy0/JSeluCQDIxI/s1600/chocolatefudge.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_pPbXSqRKc/Tu62Uy7W8VI/AAAAAAAAGy0/JSeluCQDIxI/s400/chocolatefudge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683847799894354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mexican wedding cakes (or at least that's what my mom called them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8RBo8q0wyA/Tu62U_cuz9I/AAAAAAAAGyg/xfghMyD7OzI/s1600/mexican-wedding-cookies-400-1032464.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8RBo8q0wyA/Tu62U_cuz9I/AAAAAAAAGyg/xfghMyD7OzI/s400/mexican-wedding-cookies-400-1032464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683851161096146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Magic Bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_TZTf0-W0c/Tu62UspYeDI/AAAAAAAAGyY/bKcs-mDn1JQ/s1600/72126.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_TZTf0-W0c/Tu62UspYeDI/AAAAAAAAGyY/bKcs-mDn1JQ/s400/72126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683846113884210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And chocolate crinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iK6c8PAo1Ro/Tu62Uo36n8I/AAAAAAAAGyQ/JnNXoaAF3lE/s1600/9eb3018c-1173-4251-a412-45aa70a07183.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iK6c8PAo1Ro/Tu62Uo36n8I/AAAAAAAAGyQ/JnNXoaAF3lE/s400/9eb3018c-1173-4251-a412-45aa70a07183.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683845101100994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of those goodies, instantly remind me of my childhood, I mean I can almost taste them NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing that I fondly remember? Ornaments such as these. Especially at my grandparents house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZId4eTsXXWU/Tu6162hDQgI/AAAAAAAAGyE/Wn8iOzgIOcw/s1600/60s_baubles.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 388px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZId4eTsXXWU/Tu6162hDQgI/AAAAAAAAGyE/Wn8iOzgIOcw/s400/60s_baubles.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683402086695426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And large colored light bulbs. These always decorated the outside of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYSNpn64zVk/Tu616lBKrDI/AAAAAAAAGx0/jX9c98SEV6Y/s1600/christmas-lights.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYSNpn64zVk/Tu616lBKrDI/AAAAAAAAGx0/jX9c98SEV6Y/s400/christmas-lights.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683397389560882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And was it just us? Or did anyone else have these crazy stars atop their Christmas trees?  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnaHuyuafps/Tu616QdLmiI/AAAAAAAAGxs/ii9sMqzZK20/s1600/51ARmChM3zL._SL500_SX300_SY390_CR%252C0%252C0%252C300%252C390_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 390px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnaHuyuafps/Tu616QdLmiI/AAAAAAAAGxs/ii9sMqzZK20/s400/51ARmChM3zL._SL500_SX300_SY390_CR%252C0%252C0%252C300%252C390_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683391869917730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The movie, It's A Wonderful Life. I remember starting to watch this when I was very young, I probably thought it was boring at the time, but now I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GmhxSWgwZAA/Tu61YR9Mn7I/AAAAAAAAGxg/aKIvgzt36uI/s1600/itsa3.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GmhxSWgwZAA/Tu61YR9Mn7I/AAAAAAAAGxg/aKIvgzt36uI/s400/itsa3.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687682808157085618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh man, probably only my siblings will understand this one. We ALWAYS watched Little House on the Prairie, and to this day when I watch the Christmas episode I think of drying my hair by the fireplace and probably eating one of the above said treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rTgYJ7VLCw/Tu61YH-IWXI/AAAAAAAAGxU/P-UjBuA6JzM/s1600/272738.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rTgYJ7VLCw/Tu61YH-IWXI/AAAAAAAAGxU/P-UjBuA6JzM/s400/272738.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687682805476645234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also never missed Rudolph! And holy cow, the abominable snowman always freaked me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LClbw-caVt4/Tu609lLv_pI/AAAAAAAAGxI/f1suot2_UFw/s1600/Rudolph-Red-Nosed-Reindeer-007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LClbw-caVt4/Tu609lLv_pI/AAAAAAAAGxI/f1suot2_UFw/s400/Rudolph-Red-Nosed-Reindeer-007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687682349461929618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Andy Griffith Show. Seriously watch this episode, every.single.year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEsiYumuZQc/Tu609GZd8BI/AAAAAAAAGxA/Y6zcGcrdpIU/s1600/andychristmas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEsiYumuZQc/Tu609GZd8BI/AAAAAAAAGxA/Y6zcGcrdpIU/s400/andychristmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687682341197967378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course Frosty the Snowman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XumWTcXSKB8/Tu608-XAcDI/AAAAAAAAGww/PiZ6ZlfB2tU/s1600/still_parade.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XumWTcXSKB8/Tu608-XAcDI/AAAAAAAAGww/PiZ6ZlfB2tU/s400/still_parade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687682339040161842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my favorite Charlie Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_kIoaCgCsY/Tu608lBzu1I/AAAAAAAAGwk/WVinmdIsapo/s1600/unnamed.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_kIoaCgCsY/Tu608lBzu1I/AAAAAAAAGwk/WVinmdIsapo/s400/unnamed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687682332240362322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lastly, the thing that reminds me of my childhood the most? Hands down is music! It only takes a few bars of a certain song, and I think of my dad playing our records on the turn table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andy Williams. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbay7HVlia4/Tu60R_gl6qI/AAAAAAAAGwY/jcSO4O7e62I/s1600/xmasalbum_williams596.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbay7HVlia4/Tu60R_gl6qI/AAAAAAAAGwY/jcSO4O7e62I/s400/xmasalbum_williams596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687681600614427298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ray Conniff is always the winner in my book! We must have listened to this record a thousand times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MA-GidN-ess/Tu60R0u1ojI/AAAAAAAAGwI/-pMXgR_LkCk/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MA-GidN-ess/Tu60R0u1ojI/AAAAAAAAGwI/-pMXgR_LkCk/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687681597721387570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now a grown woman, I appreciate all those nostalgic feelings and triggers. Sometimes it's just good to sit back and remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYl-xym1RDM/Tu60Ria1v4I/AAAAAAAAGwA/AT_DUylOTnM/s1600/img211.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYl-xym1RDM/Tu60Ria1v4I/AAAAAAAAGwA/AT_DUylOTnM/s400/img211.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687681592805670786" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-2226880119198928644?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2226880119198928644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2226880119198928644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2226880119198928644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2226880119198928644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-that-remind-me-of-my-childhood.html' title='Things that remind me of my childhood--Christmas Edition'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLcMbA4Vl2k/Tu62lbFft2I/AAAAAAAAGzQ/kAlWQGEkqN0/s72-c/img186.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-3834075321491296329</id><published>2011-12-18T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T18:42:09.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the last weekend before Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our weekend has been busy (I'm sure like everyone else) so much so, that falling asleep is just kind of however you land. Yes, that busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DkRkUb3gd8U/Tu5aCzqY0KI/AAAAAAAAGvc/ssSTA5-zf_U/s1600/IMG_2752.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DkRkUb3gd8U/Tu5aCzqY0KI/AAAAAAAAGvc/ssSTA5-zf_U/s400/IMG_2752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687582383689748642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday was Pierce's last day of school before Christmas break, and Hope and I went to help with his party. I still remember my parties before Christmas break started, and just how excited I was! I always wonder if my kids are feeling the same way I used to...:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZr0BXavzEo/Tu5aCT8_XEI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/In8t6MRfeds/s1600/IMG_2736.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZr0BXavzEo/Tu5aCT8_XEI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/In8t6MRfeds/s400/IMG_2736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687582375177837634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night, Brittany invited us, and Cindy and her family over for Taco soup, and it was YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RKnjUyIf54/Tu5ZutxQ3VI/AAAAAAAAGvE/4U661HjRx20/s1600/IMG_2744.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RKnjUyIf54/Tu5ZutxQ3VI/AAAAAAAAGvE/4U661HjRx20/s400/IMG_2744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687582038510591314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Brittany and Cindy have these two a-dorable babies. Darn them. Makes my ovaries cry out. ;) And this little Luke, cracks me up! He's always into the food! At one point he had pretzels hanging off his clothes, and chocolate all over his mouth and hands. Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JImLz1P-u0I/Tu5ZdQ9amZI/AAAAAAAAGu4/Z4Hmzpmy1Yo/s1600/IMG_2743.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JImLz1P-u0I/Tu5ZdQ9amZI/AAAAAAAAGu4/Z4Hmzpmy1Yo/s400/IMG_2743.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581738719156626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cindy's baby girl. SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nXK6hKCPD0/Tu5ZcUaXa8I/AAAAAAAAGus/NpxsinyNlIE/s1600/IMG_2745.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nXK6hKCPD0/Tu5ZcUaXa8I/AAAAAAAAGus/NpxsinyNlIE/s400/IMG_2745.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581722466020290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brittany is the picture queen! She's always wanting to photograph moments, I think she even trumps me. So, we attempted to get all the kids together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY2jQC0VMpI/Tu5Zbq5auRI/AAAAAAAAGug/3ot5DJtr3h0/s1600/IMG_2749.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY2jQC0VMpI/Tu5Zbq5auRI/AAAAAAAAGug/3ot5DJtr3h0/s400/IMG_2749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581711321970962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the best we got. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVVESqdTJ4c/Tu5ZbBms9LI/AAAAAAAAGuU/xG1G1G_7YMQ/s1600/IMG_2750.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVVESqdTJ4c/Tu5ZbBms9LI/AAAAAAAAGuU/xG1G1G_7YMQ/s400/IMG_2750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581700237620402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Brittany insisted on one of the guys. They were less than thrilled to say the least, HA! Kudos to you Brittany for making them do it, who cares that one of them wouldn't even turn around. Boys are weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNLSYn5DSrc/Tu5Y3qgeLtI/AAAAAAAAGuI/FA6PQXHAFbY/s1600/IMG_2751.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNLSYn5DSrc/Tu5Y3qgeLtI/AAAAAAAAGuI/FA6PQXHAFbY/s400/IMG_2751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581092742049490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, I shopped and attempted to get my Christmas finished. I failed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night was the Christmas dinner for the fire department. Sharky here was awarded, firefighter of the year. Woot, Sharky! (Who wore the same sweater, two nights in a row? Bill Cosby here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXSv5h96gik/Tu5Y2m9gQ1I/AAAAAAAAGuA/4QO5rtJPgwc/s1600/IMG_2754.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXSv5h96gik/Tu5Y2m9gQ1I/AAAAAAAAGuA/4QO5rtJPgwc/s400/IMG_2754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581074610209618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We still have another party tonight, and then I think we are officially done with the party scene. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The majority of the weekend though, has been spent doing THIS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg-SvXuCEKg/Tu5Y2GvEJAI/AAAAAAAAGts/UCkIzxHY8G8/s1600/IMG_2760.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg-SvXuCEKg/Tu5Y2GvEJAI/AAAAAAAAGts/UCkIzxHY8G8/s400/IMG_2760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581065959711746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I'm not the only one. I want to remember how much the kids have been into making gifts this year. It's been VERY sweet to see the kids (especially Pierce) think so much about everyone else. And yeah, he's basically worn the same thing all weekend too.  He gets it from his father. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO_UiXtY6uk/Tu5Y14DxFAI/AAAAAAAAGtk/YuwuwYMyfKU/s1600/IMG_2739.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO_UiXtY6uk/Tu5Y14DxFAI/AAAAAAAAGtk/YuwuwYMyfKU/s400/IMG_2739.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687581062020011010" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-3834075321491296329?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/3834075321491296329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=3834075321491296329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3834075321491296329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3834075321491296329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/twas-last-weekend-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the last weekend before Christmas'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DkRkUb3gd8U/Tu5aCzqY0KI/AAAAAAAAGvc/ssSTA5-zf_U/s72-c/IMG_2752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7753193757664567113</id><published>2011-12-15T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T16:29:18.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A 4 year old fashion show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What happens when you have a sassy 4 year old with multiple Christmas outfits? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why, of course you have a fashion show. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My model even requested music, and would shut the door to change so she would come out in a surprise outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I ever mentioned she is too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKhQIS75ebE/TuqOak6me0I/AAAAAAAAGtY/SUA7fHbuLYM/s1600/IMG_2709.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKhQIS75ebE/TuqOak6me0I/AAAAAAAAGtY/SUA7fHbuLYM/s400/IMG_2709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686514066745883458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check her out though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGKiGL6jrhg/TuqOaXMg8rI/AAAAAAAAGtM/4ZxLXvVNZSI/s1600/IMG_2711.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGKiGL6jrhg/TuqOaXMg8rI/AAAAAAAAGtM/4ZxLXvVNZSI/s400/IMG_2711.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686514063062921906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not even kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEYgDpG21EE/TuqOGxC6IdI/AAAAAAAAGtA/154DIabzd8I/s1600/IMG_2714.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEYgDpG21EE/TuqOGxC6IdI/AAAAAAAAGtA/154DIabzd8I/s400/IMG_2714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686513726404567506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CGJXUYghlqk/TuqOGuNODuI/AAAAAAAAGs0/ffDhPUN0zWA/s1600/IMG_2717.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CGJXUYghlqk/TuqOGuNODuI/AAAAAAAAGs0/ffDhPUN0zWA/s400/IMG_2717.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686513725642510050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then my model got caught up in the music, and couldn't help but start dancin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lF7_g3s4ao/TuqOF6zu6DI/AAAAAAAAGso/hZ9D0aHPCVg/s1600/IMG_2721.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lF7_g3s4ao/TuqOF6zu6DI/AAAAAAAAGso/hZ9D0aHPCVg/s400/IMG_2721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686513711845402674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51pqeJqtCLU/TuqOFi4-1DI/AAAAAAAAGsc/QxP2O7dnMW4/s1600/IMG_2723.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51pqeJqtCLU/TuqOFi4-1DI/AAAAAAAAGsc/QxP2O7dnMW4/s400/IMG_2723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686513705424966706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it's time she officially starts dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57ebaSVqhP4/TuqM_CkxZmI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/vrhKJKL21FU/s1600/IMG_2725.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57ebaSVqhP4/TuqM_CkxZmI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/vrhKJKL21FU/s400/IMG_2725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686512494159423074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or maybe lock her in her room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fGeZ0Rv3pZM/TuqM--T6EYI/AAAAAAAAGsE/hfFRwJmS-24/s1600/IMG_2724.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fGeZ0Rv3pZM/TuqM--T6EYI/AAAAAAAAGsE/hfFRwJmS-24/s400/IMG_2724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686512493014946178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because sometimes she makes me nervous. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYSXeYjlvAc/TuqM90UGHxI/AAAAAAAAGr4/1MPhBPAegBg/s1600/IMG_2726.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYSXeYjlvAc/TuqM90UGHxI/AAAAAAAAGr4/1MPhBPAegBg/s400/IMG_2726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686512473151512338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But she is adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHOuSugMncY/TuqM9TbyLBI/AAAAAAAAGrs/VoJfAExD9Fc/s1600/IMG_2733.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHOuSugMncY/TuqM9TbyLBI/AAAAAAAAGrs/VoJfAExD9Fc/s400/IMG_2733.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686512464325389330" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-7753193757664567113?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7753193757664567113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7753193757664567113' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7753193757664567113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7753193757664567113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/4-year-old-fashion-show.html' title='A 4 year old fashion show'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKhQIS75ebE/TuqOak6me0I/AAAAAAAAGtY/SUA7fHbuLYM/s72-c/IMG_2709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-5163738536643827253</id><published>2011-12-14T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:12:12.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've learned in 9 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 years and 20 pounds ago, we said I do. It was a beautiful wedding, and the moment I laid eyes on Paul at the end of the isle I cried. Not tears of nerves or anything like that, it was just out of happiness, you know I'm one of those who cries over any emotion. :) So, here we are 9 years later, and I would say I've learned a lot about Paul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJmJUVDQtXQ/TujdlGXS3kI/AAAAAAAAGrg/0SMX3pHpsZY/s1600/img009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJmJUVDQtXQ/TujdlGXS3kI/AAAAAAAAGrg/0SMX3pHpsZY/s400/img009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686038158988467778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've learned just how completely opposite we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_f-FmaTnBt8/Tujdk2Yx0vI/AAAAAAAAGrU/3tyWEFrT0lM/s1600/173.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_f-FmaTnBt8/Tujdk2Yx0vI/AAAAAAAAGrU/3tyWEFrT0lM/s400/173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686038154699723506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I knew this going into the marriage, but you know after the honeymoon is over, the differences are more noticeable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIvxnJLUPRQ/TujdXRXvlWI/AAAAAAAAGrI/4E8akIwrKtQ/s1600/0212111148.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIvxnJLUPRQ/TujdXRXvlWI/AAAAAAAAGrI/4E8akIwrKtQ/s400/0212111148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037921424971106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned that giving you the nickname Rico, was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GymmhZ7Um8A/TujdWzMVEiI/AAAAAAAAGq8/pXqHTQMCSqE/s1600/100_2640.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GymmhZ7Um8A/TujdWzMVEiI/AAAAAAAAGq8/pXqHTQMCSqE/s400/100_2640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037913324032546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are out of control with your suaveness sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Su54ZcaRAuQ/TujdV5HJ2HI/AAAAAAAAGqw/4luZe2EQwXg/s1600/100_3082.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Su54ZcaRAuQ/TujdV5HJ2HI/AAAAAAAAGqw/4luZe2EQwXg/s400/100_3082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037897733068914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have evidence of this over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsQSMi3i-9o/TujdVmv7x6I/AAAAAAAAGqk/JPrLcah9ex8/s1600/IMG_0731.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsQSMi3i-9o/TujdVmv7x6I/AAAAAAAAGqk/JPrLcah9ex8/s400/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037892803839906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kK9qqp9gK0E/Tujc3rc82wI/AAAAAAAAGqU/LFU-trrTSss/s1600/100_0221.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kK9qqp9gK0E/Tujc3rc82wI/AAAAAAAAGqU/LFU-trrTSss/s400/100_0221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037378670320386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've learned that you cannot get the concept that these dishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aRfjvR-Jo4c/Tujc3cn-PTI/AAAAAAAAGqM/ofStg0TA3mE/s1600/IMG_1648.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aRfjvR-Jo4c/Tujc3cn-PTI/AAAAAAAAGqM/ofStg0TA3mE/s400/IMG_1648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037374690016562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just go in this thing right here, called the dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8BCry5LsLE/Tujc3Mdu-RI/AAAAAAAAGqA/OPEeig6aRlU/s1600/IMG_1650.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8BCry5LsLE/Tujc3Mdu-RI/AAAAAAAAGqA/OPEeig6aRlU/s400/IMG_1650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037370352105746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've learned that sometimes you whistle so much, I want to shove a straw in there and choke you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vfTSvCbXYRI/TujcbmIPcKI/AAAAAAAAGp0/aFk__tWI77g/s1600/IMG_1523.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vfTSvCbXYRI/TujcbmIPcKI/AAAAAAAAGp0/aFk__tWI77g/s400/IMG_1523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686036896204943522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've learned that I could scream fire and be naked when you play x-box, you would never notice me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIgzShiaaFE/TujcbXyIQKI/AAAAAAAAGpo/5L3spIPF8QQ/s1600/IMG_1522.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIgzShiaaFE/TujcbXyIQKI/AAAAAAAAGpo/5L3spIPF8QQ/s400/IMG_1522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686036892354101410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've learned that you will always be one of the first ones on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wOeO3uPzxzs/TujcbPQNhmI/AAAAAAAAGpc/5JO3gRvlaSs/s1600/100_0251.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wOeO3uPzxzs/TujcbPQNhmI/AAAAAAAAGpc/5JO3gRvlaSs/s400/100_0251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686036890064356962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you can get down for a white guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DOc2DDENYTg/TujcBKlNNEI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/YO26WxEtX_g/s1600/100_0252.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DOc2DDENYTg/TujcBKlNNEI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/YO26WxEtX_g/s400/100_0252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686036442133640258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You will also belt out a karaoke tune if given the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ8GCTpCk24/TujcA6LsFhI/AAAAAAAAGpA/vKhZ58CSay0/s1600/100_0268.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ8GCTpCk24/TujcA6LsFhI/AAAAAAAAGpA/vKhZ58CSay0/s400/100_0268.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686036437731644946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've learned over and over what fun you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5cFW2VzcCQ/TujcAnPDpNI/AAAAAAAAGo4/mY02ot6MXGw/s1600/photo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5cFW2VzcCQ/TujcAnPDpNI/AAAAAAAAGo4/mY02ot6MXGw/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686036432645498066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are usually up for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGu6v-TYSH4/Tujbm1-0u2I/AAAAAAAAGos/_A3obiOcSFA/s1600/IMG_5622.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGu6v-TYSH4/Tujbm1-0u2I/AAAAAAAAGos/_A3obiOcSFA/s400/IMG_5622.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686035989927344994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4IosJSortsY/TujbmnNs8UI/AAAAAAAAGog/6Q_VGB7YG6A/s1600/100_2820.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4IosJSortsY/TujbmnNs8UI/AAAAAAAAGog/6Q_VGB7YG6A/s400/100_2820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686035985963217218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned very early on what you are truly made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WhukQ15Wyy0/TujbPvN3aWI/AAAAAAAAGoM/oS9l73epIEw/s1600/july-04-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WhukQ15Wyy0/TujbPvN3aWI/AAAAAAAAGoM/oS9l73epIEw/s400/july-04-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686035592974395746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your strength and determination inspired me for years, as it still does today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m5yVfamhKro/TujbOiXENNI/AAAAAAAAGoA/a0tasvpPOCU/s1600/Picture%2B018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m5yVfamhKro/TujbOiXENNI/AAAAAAAAGoA/a0tasvpPOCU/s400/Picture%2B018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686035572343452882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned the heartbreak of watching you suffer, and I learned that you NEVER give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_klV1ZaTu4/TujbNcdMG7I/AAAAAAAAGn0/B7IS9u0Xswo/s1600/Pierce%2B020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_klV1ZaTu4/TujbNcdMG7I/AAAAAAAAGn0/B7IS9u0Xswo/s400/Pierce%2B020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686035553578654642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned that you could face loss, and never doubt the one who gave it to you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LsMjK-lqXo/TujbNCRV_wI/AAAAAAAAGno/l5RZE2tc8uE/s1600/100_0155.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LsMjK-lqXo/TujbNCRV_wI/AAAAAAAAGno/l5RZE2tc8uE/s400/100_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686035546549649154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned what a good dad you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvy4tN77hp4/TujajNGKCWI/AAAAAAAAGnc/sR1yaEZfnYQ/s1600/033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvy4tN77hp4/TujajNGKCWI/AAAAAAAAGnc/sR1yaEZfnYQ/s400/033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686034827901012322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that you help keep me balanced and sane parenting with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx1d6aqWx1E/Tujah-Z1h-I/AAAAAAAAGnQ/c17QgrekC3A/s1600/100_3465.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx1d6aqWx1E/Tujah-Z1h-I/AAAAAAAAGnQ/c17QgrekC3A/s400/100_3465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686034806777153506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNE1oWxYppY/TujahYUsTeI/AAAAAAAAGnE/3m7XUjKZEuM/s1600/IMG_1806.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNE1oWxYppY/TujahYUsTeI/AAAAAAAAGnE/3m7XUjKZEuM/s400/IMG_1806.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686034796555029986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On that day, didn't we think we knew it all?? Hardly. I had lots to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Udv0rbt6Av8/TujaFqr30YI/AAAAAAAAGm4/ZHUg8t8s67Y/s1600/img010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Udv0rbt6Av8/TujaFqr30YI/AAAAAAAAGm4/ZHUg8t8s67Y/s400/img010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686034320447754626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most importantly, I've learned you are still the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pS86Z6YLKjc/TujaFuxNMjI/AAAAAAAAGms/PK5r04ms2uY/s1600/IMG_2649.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pS86Z6YLKjc/TujaFuxNMjI/AAAAAAAAGms/PK5r04ms2uY/s400/IMG_2649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686034321543868978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-5163738536643827253?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/5163738536643827253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=5163738536643827253' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5163738536643827253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5163738536643827253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-ive-learned-in-9-years.html' title='What I&apos;ve learned in 9 years'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJmJUVDQtXQ/TujdlGXS3kI/AAAAAAAAGrg/0SMX3pHpsZY/s72-c/img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-6022452663675735916</id><published>2011-12-13T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T18:38:26.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures according to my parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wanted to share some pictures that my parents took while we were in Mexico. Of course, I can't give you my normal play-by-play in each shot, but I can always make up stuff I guess. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT this first picture I did take. The very first thing my mom did when she got to our place, was start to put on these white gloves. I was totally perplexed and asked her if she were cold or something, to which she said "I'm ready to give you the white glove inspection" and then we all started to crack up. I guess after my little rib about cleaning until I saw green men, she thought she would just run with it. Touche' mom! Your not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foolin&lt;/span&gt;' me though mom, I know you were shaking your head at my house &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;skillz&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GYuwagV64w/TugDuKOv2yI/AAAAAAAAGmg/WhDJ53vwQ8I/s1600/IMG_2486.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GYuwagV64w/TugDuKOv2yI/AAAAAAAAGmg/WhDJ53vwQ8I/s400/IMG_2486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685798621110328098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of these though, are just a little glimpse of time spent with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Neena&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw, whilst momma and daddy were acting half our ages in the Caribbean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajRVkhl3RYI/TugDdBV8SMI/AAAAAAAAGmU/5iEjtfyqurU/s1600/IMG_0034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajRVkhl3RYI/TugDdBV8SMI/AAAAAAAAGmU/5iEjtfyqurU/s400/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685798326666807490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rueg6PoPl8/TugDcJ4u_II/AAAAAAAAGmM/FvcpvGkIGJE/s1600/IMG_0263.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rueg6PoPl8/TugDcJ4u_II/AAAAAAAAGmM/FvcpvGkIGJE/s400/IMG_0263.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685798311780351106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom giving Hope the finest shopping training there is. I know this, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I learned from her myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ8Y1-0G5AI/TugDbxMN2DI/AAAAAAAAGl8/Ra2bJz18cqQ/s1600/IMG_0037.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ8Y1-0G5AI/TugDbxMN2DI/AAAAAAAAGl8/Ra2bJz18cqQ/s400/IMG_0037.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685798305151178802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WdIilvF7mUY/TugC7rQ5OUI/AAAAAAAAGlk/dMS56sVWtvs/s1600/IMG_0032.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WdIilvF7mUY/TugC7rQ5OUI/AAAAAAAAGlk/dMS56sVWtvs/s400/IMG_0032.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685797753804372290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the hardest parts of being gone was knowing I would miss Hope's Christmas program. Hard for me, but not for her! When I told her we would not be there, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Neena&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw would, she broke out into the 4 year old happy dance. Mom and dad were sweet to not only take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oodles&lt;/span&gt; of pics, but also video it for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McGzegmUPFo/TugC7dwixQI/AAAAAAAAGlc/8fx5-fVJGU4/s1600/IMG_7436.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McGzegmUPFo/TugC7dwixQI/AAAAAAAAGlc/8fx5-fVJGU4/s400/IMG_7436.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685797750179022082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eHjv3EW33c/TugC5Dyx72I/AAAAAAAAGlQ/du_x1Uu8fmo/s1600/IMG_7442.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eHjv3EW33c/TugC5Dyx72I/AAAAAAAAGlQ/du_x1Uu8fmo/s400/IMG_7442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685797708849344354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WzcRdCIwch0/TugC46akmkI/AAAAAAAAGlE/eG3y1dVgeKY/s1600/IMG_7443.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WzcRdCIwch0/TugC46akmkI/AAAAAAAAGlE/eG3y1dVgeKY/s400/IMG_7443.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685797706331888194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you mom and dad again for taking care of our babies. It always helps when you know they are being taken care of, cough cough, and SPOILED,  I think we should be called the Betty Ford clinic for a week or so, because we have some serious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;toxing&lt;/span&gt; going on this week. Okay, I kid. Sorta. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all seriousness, thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-6022452663675735916?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/6022452663675735916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=6022452663675735916' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6022452663675735916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6022452663675735916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/pictures-according-to-my-parents.html' title='Pictures according to my parents'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GYuwagV64w/TugDuKOv2yI/AAAAAAAAGmg/WhDJ53vwQ8I/s72-c/IMG_2486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7043590502919054275</id><published>2011-12-13T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:53:03.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis' the season, for kiddie programs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight was Pierce's Christmas program, it was called The Reindeer Whisperer, cute! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made him pose for me before we left, and I cant help but look at this and think, what a little man he looks like! Gee wiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgP5OSFP2bs/Tuf_ramFPMI/AAAAAAAAGk4/v0HPmsEXm1A/s1600/IMG_2683.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgP5OSFP2bs/Tuf_ramFPMI/AAAAAAAAGk4/v0HPmsEXm1A/s400/IMG_2683.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685794175917046978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was *slightly* annoyed, because I could hardly see him in the packed room. Errrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qRaXkONybpg/Tuf_rP2l1-I/AAAAAAAAGks/cBp_eE57JS4/s1600/IMG_2689.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qRaXkONybpg/Tuf_rP2l1-I/AAAAAAAAGks/cBp_eE57JS4/s400/IMG_2689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685794173033502690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a really cute program, and I loved watching him belt out his songs. Every time he would see us with the camera though, he would stop singing and smile. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hr-PJMvb43o/Tuf_WDpmo_I/AAAAAAAAGkg/mDoy7XnNGWQ/s1600/IMG_2705.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hr-PJMvb43o/Tuf_WDpmo_I/AAAAAAAAGkg/mDoy7XnNGWQ/s400/IMG_2705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685793808980550642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A friend of ours Michelle, happened to be at the program taking pics for her sister in law, and offered to take one of us. I LOVE Hope's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CESrO2Zl-_0/Tuf_VdoXuxI/AAAAAAAAGkU/Zg2zohwba70/s1600/IMG_2706.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CESrO2Zl-_0/Tuf_VdoXuxI/AAAAAAAAGkU/Zg2zohwba70/s400/IMG_2706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685793798774831890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another fun night of memories made. I just want the whole thing to slow down though, it's all going so fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_tVje2HQ0c/Tuf_UxG6NtI/AAAAAAAAGkI/qJ-YJMYTw6A/s1600/IMG_2707.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_tVje2HQ0c/Tuf_UxG6NtI/AAAAAAAAGkI/qJ-YJMYTw6A/s400/IMG_2707.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685793786823325394" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-7043590502919054275?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7043590502919054275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7043590502919054275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7043590502919054275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7043590502919054275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/tis-season-for-kiddie-programs.html' title='Tis&apos; the season, for kiddie programs'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgP5OSFP2bs/Tuf_ramFPMI/AAAAAAAAGk4/v0HPmsEXm1A/s72-c/IMG_2683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-5613658608956530085</id><published>2011-12-13T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T13:58:54.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be a Starbucks sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This sweet girl here decided she would start a Bible study months back. She was also sweet enough to invite me to join. We meet on Monday mornings at 6:00 a.m. (which I thought was really big of me, until I read Radical, ha!) we have studied two books of the Bible and read two books so far. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daucVBq4nVY/TufG-hUF8ZI/AAAAAAAAGj8/eZswng5Ov1g/s1600/IMG_2678.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daucVBq4nVY/TufG-hUF8ZI/AAAAAAAAGj8/eZswng5Ov1g/s400/IMG_2678.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685731831975375250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, let me point out Karen here on the far right. If it wasn't for our meeting at Chick Fil A, last January I may not be in this group. She was sweet enough to invite a complete stranger to her church, and help me get involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S04tZc3tO8Q/TufG-CoN7OI/AAAAAAAAGjs/TkgIW6jnMf4/s1600/IMG_2681.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S04tZc3tO8Q/TufG-CoN7OI/AAAAAAAAGjs/TkgIW6jnMf4/s400/IMG_2681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685731823738285282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like I said, this group of ours meets on Monday mornings, and always at Starbucks. Brittany decided we needed a name, and she named us the 'Starbucks sisters' which stuck. Last night the whole group of us got together to have a Christmas dinner. You know at 6 a.m., there isn't a lot of time to just chat and get to know one another. Last night was great! Fun to just sit back and get to know some of these sweet ladies. :) And guess what Brittany did? She had shirts made for the whole group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iyi_DS8QCbU/TufG9ww2JdI/AAAAAAAAGjk/HbOY9Zz0Xd0/s1600/IMG_2676.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iyi_DS8QCbU/TufG9ww2JdI/AAAAAAAAGjk/HbOY9Zz0Xd0/s400/IMG_2676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685731818942637522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we all are (minus 1) The Starbucks sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IQbbtSZ1NE/TufGey4J8nI/AAAAAAAAGjc/u1nFGmOfQ5o/s1600/IMG_2679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IQbbtSZ1NE/TufGey4J8nI/AAAAAAAAGjc/u1nFGmOfQ5o/s400/IMG_2679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685731286934221426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I proudly wore my shirt today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Starbucks Sisters. As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another. Proverbs 27:17'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZibLbWmXJk/TufGemc64JI/AAAAAAAAGjM/rP-0wZ18UvM/s1600/Bowling%2BGreen-20111213-00087.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZibLbWmXJk/TufGemc64JI/AAAAAAAAGjM/rP-0wZ18UvM/s400/Bowling%2BGreen-20111213-00087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685731283598762130" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-5613658608956530085?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/5613658608956530085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=5613658608956530085' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5613658608956530085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5613658608956530085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/proud-to-be-starbucks-sister.html' title='Proud to be a Starbucks sister'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daucVBq4nVY/TufG-hUF8ZI/AAAAAAAAGj8/eZswng5Ov1g/s72-c/IMG_2678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-1492099345927139304</id><published>2011-12-12T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:17:32.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today when I woke up, I was in for a rude awakening. No one brought me breakfast in bed, nor did anyone make my bed. I had to warm up my van before leaving for school, and this certainly was not my view..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7w5brpLfAeQ/TuZ5JgTIMRI/AAAAAAAAGiM/0CXyJVYBaBw/s1600/IMG_2617.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7w5brpLfAeQ/TuZ5JgTIMRI/AAAAAAAAGiM/0CXyJVYBaBw/s400/IMG_2617.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685364783797776658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No more cute animals made out of towels, along with my newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P27WKizhwi0/TuZ49efOfAI/AAAAAAAAGiA/oKkl3ZULpZc/s1600/IMG_2623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P27WKizhwi0/TuZ49efOfAI/AAAAAAAAGiA/oKkl3ZULpZc/s400/IMG_2623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685364577153219586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And long gone are the pool boys (which by the way his name was not Carlos, but I called him that anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--h2oSFgbdxo/TuZ48VjCdaI/AAAAAAAAGh0/joYV2XjlCUA/s1600/IMG_2658.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--h2oSFgbdxo/TuZ48VjCdaI/AAAAAAAAGh0/joYV2XjlCUA/s400/IMG_2658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685364557573420450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But despite all the changes I've had today, I am exactly where I want to be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wy9AT-xcbo/TuZ48Ezgg7I/AAAAAAAAGho/5xdWYXWRKwY/s1600/IMG_2675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wy9AT-xcbo/TuZ48Ezgg7I/AAAAAAAAGho/5xdWYXWRKwY/s400/IMG_2675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685364553079096242" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-1492099345927139304?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/1492099345927139304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=1492099345927139304' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1492099345927139304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1492099345927139304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/home.html' title='Home.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7w5brpLfAeQ/TuZ5JgTIMRI/AAAAAAAAGiM/0CXyJVYBaBw/s72-c/IMG_2617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-4762310807619466085</id><published>2011-12-10T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T06:56:03.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Mexico, stays in Mexico</title><content type='html'>A little beach party, always leads to this..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2iTCWPtwtY/TuNwrUqqHsI/AAAAAAAAGhc/4Dnobc2HD_8/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684511044256014018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2iTCWPtwtY/TuNwrUqqHsI/AAAAAAAAGhc/4Dnobc2HD_8/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bK9gs9H8e4s/TuNvkUkGoaI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/PAh0NvbNUM4/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684509824457810338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bK9gs9H8e4s/TuNvkUkGoaI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/PAh0NvbNUM4/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B133.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-4762310807619466085?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/4762310807619466085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=4762310807619466085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4762310807619466085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4762310807619466085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-happens-in-mexico-stays-in-mexico.html' title='What happens in Mexico, stays in Mexico'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2iTCWPtwtY/TuNwrUqqHsI/AAAAAAAAGhc/4Dnobc2HD_8/s72-c/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-453540344402304448</id><published>2011-12-09T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:28:31.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing, pampering, and beautiful night on the beach</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to be in for a rude awakening when we get home. No one to bring me food and drink at my command, no sleeping in, and no more views of this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m54X6D3yVno/TuJ6vLTs_XI/AAAAAAAAGhE/1iMbnf9JtVU/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684240630602857842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m54X6D3yVno/TuJ6vLTs_XI/AAAAAAAAGhE/1iMbnf9JtVU/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, we mostly relaxed all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E88RKioplfU/TuJ6e9YK0LI/AAAAAAAAGg4/mR4awqfUhgQ/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684240351985586354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E88RKioplfU/TuJ6e9YK0LI/AAAAAAAAGg4/mR4awqfUhgQ/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went for a massage. It was incredible, I felt like a limp fish when it was over. This is the room where I went for the first 30 minutes, just to listen to the water and get my relax on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7R_14euRGU0/TuJ6N_TbRcI/AAAAAAAAGgs/wA8K1yjRJEA/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684240060444788162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7R_14euRGU0/TuJ6N_TbRcI/AAAAAAAAGgs/wA8K1yjRJEA/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laid here for 30 minutes, drifing in and out of sleep, until 'Edith' came and got me. Believe me, I wanted to take pics of the massage, but didn't want to send her screaming out of the room. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Htp-QJx54M0/TuJ6Bzhf3dI/AAAAAAAAGgg/rYMmNkTb3rQ/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684239851124153810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Htp-QJx54M0/TuJ6Bzhf3dI/AAAAAAAAGgg/rYMmNkTb3rQ/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was an a little awards ceremony for the company, on the beach. It was GORGEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcCv6EMZ7rU/TuJ5087GMuI/AAAAAAAAGgU/a-8ijyovErw/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684239630309143266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcCv6EMZ7rU/TuJ5087GMuI/AAAAAAAAGgU/a-8ijyovErw/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went a little overload on the pictures, but trust me, it was so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p0xpJCuuNKw/TuJ5o_qTxvI/AAAAAAAAGgI/wMG95asGY_U/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684239424885606130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p0xpJCuuNKw/TuJ5o_qTxvI/AAAAAAAAGgI/wMG95asGY_U/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a full moon, that reflected off the ocean, candles everywhere, music playing, it was just simply lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrbVojuyIxQ/TuJ5fyhoznI/AAAAAAAAGf8/Mm4lnlgkeFU/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684239266740751986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrbVojuyIxQ/TuJ5fyhoznI/AAAAAAAAGf8/Mm4lnlgkeFU/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and some of the other managers, got an award and were recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0EC9tAqGop0/TuJ5D4IQ7EI/AAAAAAAAGfw/ukfqPEYZBSM/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684238787208604738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0EC9tAqGop0/TuJ5D4IQ7EI/AAAAAAAAGfw/ukfqPEYZBSM/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharky, who got here yesterday,was also recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-yYNQi_vMQ/TuJ4zI5WP7I/AAAAAAAAGfk/6-TC2aqqsRM/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684238499651665842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-yYNQi_vMQ/TuJ4zI5WP7I/AAAAAAAAGfk/6-TC2aqqsRM/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night alone, made this whole trip worth it. I am very blessed to have experienced this trip, especially so close to our anniversary. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MD1-gEb5D4g/TuJ4l0QdVLI/AAAAAAAAGfY/lUxUSdsn1NA/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684238270773154994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MD1-gEb5D4g/TuJ4l0QdVLI/AAAAAAAAGfY/lUxUSdsn1NA/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave Sunday for home, and I'm ready! I miss my babies something terrible now. I also miss my routine, because I'm old. Sorry, I haven't been commenting on everyone else's blogs much, but I'll get back to it when we get back. :) Okay, back to the pool for now....&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;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/990298211495326353-453540344402304448?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/453540344402304448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=453540344402304448' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/453540344402304448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/453540344402304448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/relaxing-pampering-and-beautiful-night.html' title='Relaxing, pampering, and beautiful night on the beach'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m54X6D3yVno/TuJ6vLTs_XI/AAAAAAAAGhE/1iMbnf9JtVU/s72-c/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-3369457025735220050</id><published>2011-12-08T13:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:45:41.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine eating, entertainment, turn down service, and a lost bathing suit.</title><content type='html'>Second time around blogging and it's much easier, I'm getting the hang of it here in Mexico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, we have been soaking in the beauty down here. Lots of time spent at the pool and the beach, but we have managed to squeeze in a few other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RvBRXC3RlMA/TuE3WUA3oTI/AAAAAAAAGfM/c8-7hlTBfAI/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683885061187281202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RvBRXC3RlMA/TuE3WUA3oTI/AAAAAAAAGfM/c8-7hlTBfAI/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First up, when I saw this I had to take a picture of it. How funny is this?? Hispanics know a good book too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LE8P5ZK6izU/TuE3MPIJ3qI/AAAAAAAAGfA/ktGozyKnqmY/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683884888076967586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LE8P5ZK6izU/TuE3MPIJ3qI/AAAAAAAAGfA/ktGozyKnqmY/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about this resort, they are all about keeping you entertained, and lots of activities. One of the things yesterday, was a fashion show. Check her out in her red cover up and hat. Of course they hope you see this ensemble, and run to the store here and buy it, that's the whole purpose of it. Oh, and this peso's thing is confusing as heck! More on that maybe in a different post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RUy1oJ6jDuY/TuE23Tlrx3I/AAAAAAAAGe0/HLPCG6Ehtew/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683884528497313650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RUy1oJ6jDuY/TuE23Tlrx3I/AAAAAAAAGe0/HLPCG6Ehtew/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a work trip, but for the first 2 days, it has just been managers. Last night a group of about 19 of us met up for a dinner. From tonight here on out, there will be more like 60 Bankers people here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4f73Zyhbd4/TuE2ex38s9I/AAAAAAAAGeo/Ryb54pCVoQY/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683884107130254290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4f73Zyhbd4/TuE2ex38s9I/AAAAAAAAGeo/Ryb54pCVoQY/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is called Maria Marie, and it's mexican-french fusion cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_3i_UrSjxxQ/TuE2QexOV_I/AAAAAAAAGec/HWWANJo6ryw/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683883861483608050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_3i_UrSjxxQ/TuE2QexOV_I/AAAAAAAAGec/HWWANJo6ryw/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place itself was very pretty and service was outstanding! I have been pleasently surprised at the food here, and we have eaten ourselves silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbUr9r7h65A/TuE2Go8H66I/AAAAAAAAGeQ/N2DZqafUrGM/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683883692414987170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbUr9r7h65A/TuE2Go8H66I/AAAAAAAAGeQ/N2DZqafUrGM/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone here thinks I'm coo coo for cocoa puffs, because I take pictures of everything. But for reals, look at this food! This was our salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_a0MtmYfCMg/TuE14x4tbTI/AAAAAAAAGeE/vf0KdRql3eg/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683883454298418482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_a0MtmYfCMg/TuE14x4tbTI/AAAAAAAAGeE/vf0KdRql3eg/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main course. Paul about died when it came out like this. You know how fancy food gets kinda weird? This was really good though &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qS6guoaSMrc/TuE1tsevnUI/AAAAAAAAGd4/2P-q1QFacQk/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683883263868771650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qS6guoaSMrc/TuE1tsevnUI/AAAAAAAAGd4/2P-q1QFacQk/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course dessert. Look at that fork on the plate, it was made out of cocoa. So YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGdyQs1XHx0/TuE1jw9EQqI/AAAAAAAAGds/rrc3jEGc5gI/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683883093271003810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGdyQs1XHx0/TuE1jw9EQqI/AAAAAAAAGds/rrc3jEGc5gI/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we got here, I'm embarrassed to say we were asleep by 8:00! HA! Last night we were determined to see the live entertainment. They have a show every night around 9:45, so after dinner, we just hung pool side for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxTdWScwT0c/TuE1ULySnrI/AAAAAAAAGdg/spPC3iXB3CA/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683882825595657906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxTdWScwT0c/TuE1ULySnrI/AAAAAAAAGdg/spPC3iXB3CA/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out! I know these pictures are kinda dark, but hopefully you can make this out. These men and women dancers just danced their little hearts out, it reminded me a lot of a Vegas show.&lt;br /&gt;Minus a performance from Celine Deon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mH7vI8HSx8w/TuE0xOtLZsI/AAAAAAAAGdU/4k9qHjEPo6U/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683882225084098242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mH7vI8HSx8w/TuE0xOtLZsI/AAAAAAAAGdU/4k9qHjEPo6U/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much on shows like this, but it was pretty entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-N52vQfQs8/TuE0b75g4YI/AAAAAAAAGdI/r6Q7VfB-9r8/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683881859258311042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-N52vQfQs8/TuE0b75g4YI/AAAAAAAAGdI/r6Q7VfB-9r8/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the show we came back to the room and Paul had requested turn down service. They it candles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pfkPuvnA8xk/TuE0Hn8jlfI/AAAAAAAAGc8/tvl037bsOBg/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683881510304978418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pfkPuvnA8xk/TuE0Hn8jlfI/AAAAAAAAGc8/tvl037bsOBg/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned down the bed, put robes, slippers and chocolate out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOtjq9Ht_ow/TuEz8RfTGZI/AAAAAAAAGcw/XOtGx2D-gX4/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683881315298122130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOtjq9Ht_ow/TuEz8RfTGZI/AAAAAAAAGcw/XOtGx2D-gX4/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it, just for this alone. Rico, in a robe and slippers. HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ceXMwf61Jg/TuEzqt8P07I/AAAAAAAAGck/befZzkP4S28/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683881013698089906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ceXMwf61Jg/TuEzqt8P07I/AAAAAAAAGck/befZzkP4S28/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listen to this. When we got in from swimming yesterday afternoon, I washed my bathing suit out and wrapped it up in a bath towel to help it dry out. I just assumed I would hang it out to dry when we got back for the evening, and I had no idea that Paul had requested the turn down service. SOOOO, guess what happened when they came in to fix up the room? They grabbed the towel with my suit inside of it, and took it out. They had no clue it was in there of course, but off it went to the laundry with hundreds of other towels. I immediately called the front desk, but laundry was already gone. I called again this morning and there has been no sign of it. UGH! So, guess who had to go to the shop and buy hereself a new suit? 380 peso's, but that's not as bad as it sounds. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and let me just say, it does not feel like Christmas here at all! It's so weird. I will be glad to get home, and back in the Christmas spirit. For now though, I will soak up the last few days. Oh, and I miss me a little blue eyed boy and a little hazel eyed girl, something fierce.&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;/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;&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/990298211495326353-3369457025735220050?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/3369457025735220050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=3369457025735220050' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3369457025735220050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3369457025735220050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/fine-eating-entertainment-turn-down.html' title='Fine eating, entertainment, turn down service, and a lost bathing suit.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RvBRXC3RlMA/TuE3WUA3oTI/AAAAAAAAGfM/c8-7hlTBfAI/s72-c/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8260535326947652132</id><published>2011-12-07T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:56:20.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've landed in paradise</title><content type='html'>Hola!! Greetings from Mexico!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to tell everyone that we made it here safely and it is paradise. I'm not going to type a whole lot, because blogging from here is like trying to find a cure for bad hair days. Almost impossible. However, I really wanted to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight was smooth as could be, and the views are spectacular up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OI__AwuFoEc/Tt_a9GN8aXI/AAAAAAAAGcY/VXtjisVFX7U/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683501997940828530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OI__AwuFoEc/Tt_a9GN8aXI/AAAAAAAAGcY/VXtjisVFX7U/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once we made it here and I saw THIS I knew everything would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWXo6bYQBis/Tt_aJzvTvpI/AAAAAAAAGcM/ZwoB94YqxBY/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683501116807167634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWXo6bYQBis/Tt_aJzvTvpI/AAAAAAAAGcM/ZwoB94YqxBY/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our room is very, very nice. We have a big jacuzzi hot tub thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BqoOZ9hkOnk/Tt_ZiHI13aI/AAAAAAAAGcA/xqo1wSctK4s/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683500434819767714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BqoOZ9hkOnk/Tt_ZiHI13aI/AAAAAAAAGcA/xqo1wSctK4s/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom amenities are very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5H0BUDRA1pw/Tt_ZKYi87oI/AAAAAAAAGb0/_S45sk8Xcz0/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683500027175825026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5H0BUDRA1pw/Tt_ZKYi87oI/AAAAAAAAGb0/_S45sk8Xcz0/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0bBZYjChR4M/Tt_YpDSIyGI/AAAAAAAAGbo/prTaGTUbNK4/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683499454532470882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0bBZYjChR4M/Tt_YpDSIyGI/AAAAAAAAGbo/prTaGTUbNK4/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides a beautiful room, the service has been impecable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGezfjipDhM/Tt_YM-WOKKI/AAAAAAAAGbc/b9FEay-jfn4/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683498972171085986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGezfjipDhM/Tt_YM-WOKKI/AAAAAAAAGbc/b9FEay-jfn4/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at 8:00, Paul ordered shrimp, sandwhich and fries, and chocolate cake. Just because we could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SVGbkbc4bXc/Tt_XQQju0jI/AAAAAAAAGbQ/Hk4iYFd-C8I/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683497929087570482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SVGbkbc4bXc/Tt_XQQju0jI/AAAAAAAAGbQ/Hk4iYFd-C8I/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was very happy to stick my toes into some white sand shortly after we got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89XARC0ssPw/Tt_WwscNmLI/AAAAAAAAGbE/D6hFfOPv8oU/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683497386816411826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89XARC0ssPw/Tt_WwscNmLI/AAAAAAAAGbE/D6hFfOPv8oU/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is amazing! It's been about 80 degrees, and there is a constant breeze. Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UmDJS6WZ4Q/Tt_WXfGbe5I/AAAAAAAAGa4/h7Kj5t9ehTk/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683496953738656658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UmDJS6WZ4Q/Tt_WXfGbe5I/AAAAAAAAGa4/h7Kj5t9ehTk/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is HUGE!! It goes on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID9bpx5ObjQ/Tt_WFt7c3kI/AAAAAAAAGas/q9xLvJFFQGY/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683496648481496642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID9bpx5ObjQ/Tt_WFt7c3kI/AAAAAAAAGas/q9xLvJFFQGY/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, my camera cannot capture how big or pretty is actually is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UK1NVxNi1Q/Tt_V5GQ-YYI/AAAAAAAAGag/pmOz4z5DSyA/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683496431675924866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UK1NVxNi1Q/Tt_V5GQ-YYI/AAAAAAAAGag/pmOz4z5DSyA/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B028.jpg" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaCaqeJhN5o/Tt_Vsvtv0KI/AAAAAAAAGaY/PT39kkrnLjk/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683496219464159394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaCaqeJhN5o/Tt_Vsvtv0KI/AAAAAAAAGaY/PT39kkrnLjk/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAsNzkZMFp0/Tt-5b0w6LKI/AAAAAAAAGaI/Bo3hKP69gBk/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683465142436244642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAsNzkZMFp0/Tt-5b0w6LKI/AAAAAAAAGaI/Bo3hKP69gBk/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the super white chick here that stands out from the rest. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4TKhDbEtf4/Tt-49A42N4I/AAAAAAAAGZ8/FYpEeTwFeyw/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683464613114820482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4TKhDbEtf4/Tt-49A42N4I/AAAAAAAAGZ8/FYpEeTwFeyw/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJNduE5WBVU/Tt-4vOhgZwI/AAAAAAAAGZw/E5ijUDuzIVM/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683464376256849666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJNduE5WBVU/Tt-4vOhgZwI/AAAAAAAAGZw/E5ijUDuzIVM/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B035.jpg" /&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;Anytime I get to the beach I always forget just how beautiful it actually is&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WU47y-jICSs/Tt-4kBsC04I/AAAAAAAAGZk/0OTkoj-eXjI/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683464183832826754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WU47y-jICSs/Tt-4kBsC04I/AAAAAAAAGZk/0OTkoj-eXjI/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B036.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pBDNbBBjl4s/Tt-4Y0mRLoI/AAAAAAAAGZY/o5MGcjvdtFo/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683463991340379778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pBDNbBBjl4s/Tt-4Y0mRLoI/AAAAAAAAGZY/o5MGcjvdtFo/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these are all the hallways that lead you around and there is this breeze that just flows through them. I swear it's just WONDERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GH3cYaJnus/Tt-4HaXCUMI/AAAAAAAAGZM/59pursfiMkc/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683463692239392962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GH3cYaJnus/Tt-4HaXCUMI/AAAAAAAAGZM/59pursfiMkc/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and check this out. This is an outdoor hut thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yO0hByF7cqQ/Tt-3341qyTI/AAAAAAAAGZA/BDEWLQctk4s/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683463425543031090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yO0hByF7cqQ/Tt-3341qyTI/AAAAAAAAGZA/BDEWLQctk4s/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B039.jpg" /&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;Where you can get a massage, which is surrounded by these fountains of running water. Uh, hullo!!! Sign me up please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eABxCNIY1sk/Tt-3pQUXUII/AAAAAAAAGY0/Qlvt5CpSSMA/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683463174147756162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eABxCNIY1sk/Tt-3pQUXUII/AAAAAAAAGY0/Qlvt5CpSSMA/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B040.jpg" /&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;Last night after had walked around and checked out most of the digs at the resort we decided to do a little shopping. It's neat here, because it's right out from where we are staying, so we can just walk there. Paul loves the art of haggling with these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-qO-oHwkPo/Tt-2Qe-GLvI/AAAAAAAAGYo/vU1oZzzfq-Y/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683461649072533234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-qO-oHwkPo/Tt-2Qe-GLvI/AAAAAAAAGYo/vU1oZzzfq-Y/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dg-HqdJWQAs/Tt-1jyl4UwI/AAAAAAAAGYc/icEeWJwMlNQ/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683460881245557506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dg-HqdJWQAs/Tt-1jyl4UwI/AAAAAAAAGYc/icEeWJwMlNQ/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my surprise to see this in the midst of it all!! I went on in and got me a yummy coffee! It felt like a little piece of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UczS0YGZdlA/Tt-1B6arIhI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/iSz422hT1iU/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683460299230487058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UczS0YGZdlA/Tt-1B6arIhI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/iSz422hT1iU/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B052.jpg" /&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;We had a great time, just walking around and seeing all the sights. So fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wALpmB0VdQQ/Tt-0fLZudhI/AAAAAAAAGYE/U52hHv5Wz34/s1600/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683459702494492178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wALpmB0VdQQ/Tt-0fLZudhI/AAAAAAAAGYE/U52hHv5Wz34/s400/Playa%2BDel%2BCarma%2B056.jpg" /&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;Like I said, blogging from here has not been easy, but I really wanted to try!! Am I loyal blogger or what?!? I miss everyone! It's strange not being 'connected' but it's also been a nice break. 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Sharky is the guy that works for Paul and is also the guy who was instrumental in getting Paul interested in firefighting. Megan and I have slowly come to know each other through events at the fire house and work stuff. In fact, the very first time I met her I just came out and asked her if she was pregnant, (sometimes my filter doesn't work well)  and in fact she was and they had told NO ONE, but she didn't want to lie to me. So, we've bonded over pregnancy and talked lots over the months about babies. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have zero family here, and I wanted to help give her a shower. She is due in the beginning of January, and I'm excited to meet and hold baby sharky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0bsXl65oRk/TtzRDk5PZcI/AAAAAAAAGXs/eIoEbgKHb5A/s1600/IMG_2475.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0bsXl65oRk/TtzRDk5PZcI/AAAAAAAAGXs/eIoEbgKHb5A/s400/IMG_2475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682646689208296898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another friends of ours made the cake, and I think she did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjrZOFbyGgY/TtzRCmlqqyI/AAAAAAAAGXg/RBEo3rAq5ag/s1600/IMG_2482.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjrZOFbyGgY/TtzRCmlqqyI/AAAAAAAAGXg/RBEo3rAq5ag/s400/IMG_2482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682646672483199778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Due to fact that she very pregnant, she cannot make the trip to Mexico, but her husband is going. Let's all pray, that she does not go into labor while he's down there. Can you imagine?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLutbSZf75Q/TtzRCYmkPSI/AAAAAAAAGXU/DNoyPnPM0x4/s1600/IMG_2483.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLutbSZf75Q/TtzRCYmkPSI/AAAAAAAAGXU/DNoyPnPM0x4/s400/IMG_2483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682646668728876322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my last post. YIKES!! Our flight is bright and early tomorrow morning, please pray for safe travels if you think of it. I will do my best to blog from Mexico, but not sure how all of that will work. Will they tell me to pay them 687 pesos for 2 minutes of Wifi?? If they do, I will just flirt a little with Carlos, and hopefully he will work me a deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios my friends!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-1897597403875142460?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/1897597403875142460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=1897597403875142460' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1897597403875142460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1897597403875142460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/baby-shark-is-on-way.html' title='A baby shark is on the way!!'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0bsXl65oRk/TtzRDk5PZcI/AAAAAAAAGXs/eIoEbgKHb5A/s72-c/IMG_2475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-3291621293952740406</id><published>2011-12-04T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:55:50.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've spent most of my weekend getting high on Clorox fumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night I sent this text to my dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I've cleaned all weekend. Like, scrubbed till my elbows locked up, sniffed Clorox till I saw little green men, and dusted things I don't even think belong to me. All for the sake of my mother.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's true. Green men danced for me a few times, maybe they were elves. But now maybe my mom will only have to say, "John, I didn't raise my kids like this" only 5 times instead of 25. :)) (Hi mom!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-km2gQ8_4Cd0/TtuwmC51IDI/AAAAAAAAGXE/dgxgaLj43GI/s1600/IMG_2456.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-km2gQ8_4Cd0/TtuwmC51IDI/AAAAAAAAGXE/dgxgaLj43GI/s400/IMG_2456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682329522518958130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I am in full anticipation mode this weekend. Getting ready for my parents to stay here, and trying to think of everything I need to do to make this trip as smooth as possible for everyone. It did dawn on me last night though, 'oh crap, I need to give myself a pedicure!!' So, after I had scrubbed my last knick knack for the night, I settled in to watch one of my all time favorites while my toes dried!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqUgLTlFtAg/Ttuwl62wlXI/AAAAAAAAGW8/zOEwSPxHQyw/s1600/IMG_2468.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqUgLTlFtAg/Ttuwl62wlXI/AAAAAAAAGW8/zOEwSPxHQyw/s400/IMG_2468.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682329520358593906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I heart George Bailey.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZlFvxpXefg/TtuwMRHvfvI/AAAAAAAAGWw/05QwmezXLgI/s1600/IMG_2465.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZlFvxpXefg/TtuwMRHvfvI/AAAAAAAAGWw/05QwmezXLgI/s400/IMG_2465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682329079658807026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, not that much to blog, but I will leave you with not 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGjvppfIs7U/TtuwLwFI6gI/AAAAAAAAGWk/xF-lsoboL4o/s1600/IMG_2469.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGjvppfIs7U/TtuwLwFI6gI/AAAAAAAAGWk/xF-lsoboL4o/s400/IMG_2469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682329070789519874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But 2 of my sweet Christmas babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WaAJ0qUG7n4/TtuwLZUgngI/AAAAAAAAGWY/1ToI6KxTDq4/s1600/IMG_2470.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WaAJ0qUG7n4/TtuwLZUgngI/AAAAAAAAGWY/1ToI6KxTDq4/s400/IMG_2470.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682329064679972354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am helping give a baby shower today, I will try to blog once more before we leave. We'll see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-3291621293952740406?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/3291621293952740406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=3291621293952740406' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3291621293952740406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3291621293952740406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/ive-spent-most-of-my-weekend-getting.html' title='I&apos;ve spent most of my weekend getting high on Clorox fumes'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-km2gQ8_4Cd0/TtuwmC51IDI/AAAAAAAAGXE/dgxgaLj43GI/s72-c/IMG_2456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2941207311496189713</id><published>2011-12-01T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T20:12:46.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me share a few things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pierce's class keeps a journal and they write in it every day, look at his entry for today. 'My favorite time of day is gowing hom be cos I git to see my famliy' Sweet boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVi72dlDAdU/TthHgY4XCsI/AAAAAAAAGWM/Pe7WcoKLmvs/s1600/IMG_2445.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVi72dlDAdU/TthHgY4XCsI/AAAAAAAAGWM/Pe7WcoKLmvs/s400/IMG_2445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369551688108738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pierce has also been asking every day to get on the computer and look up toys he would like for Christmas. I told him to write down exactly what it is he sees that he likes. When I said "exactly" he took it and ran with it. Look under the toy description 'be the first to review'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SIF7Aq7QNjc/TthHUdlBT2I/AAAAAAAAGWA/jnU-YRo8NSA/s1600/IMG_2447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SIF7Aq7QNjc/TthHUdlBT2I/AAAAAAAAGWA/jnU-YRo8NSA/s400/IMG_2447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369346790739810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lastly, we had to do a timeline project for Pierce's class, I think it turned out pretty cute. (who has a nasty mouse pad?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ-aB6ksNIc/TthHS6cGD1I/AAAAAAAAGV0/n5YJeNtgL-U/s1600/IMG_2448.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ-aB6ksNIc/TthHS6cGD1I/AAAAAAAAGV0/n5YJeNtgL-U/s400/IMG_2448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369320178192210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me tell you something my &lt;i&gt;sweet&lt;/i&gt; husband said though. I was telling Paul that this would be hanging outside the classroom on the bulletin board for everyone to see, "you are putting THIS picture of you on here for everyone to see?" Why yes, schmoopie poo I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6y8-lExAfgI/TthHSuFybwI/AAAAAAAAGVo/xeX3ZRKpotc/s1600/IMG_2450.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6y8-lExAfgI/TthHSuFybwI/AAAAAAAAGVo/xeX3ZRKpotc/s400/IMG_2450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681369316863405826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing like a little positive reinforcement the same day you had to see a dermatologist for acne. 37 years old, acne and gray hair, oh and I have TMJ and need dental work. Good thing I can still wow people with my charming personality. :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-2941207311496189713?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2941207311496189713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2941207311496189713' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2941207311496189713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2941207311496189713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-me-share-few-things.html' title='Let me share a few things'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVi72dlDAdU/TthHgY4XCsI/AAAAAAAAGWM/Pe7WcoKLmvs/s72-c/IMG_2445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7948230558695462268</id><published>2011-11-30T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:10:10.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playa Del Carmen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This time next week, I will be here. Playa Del Carmen, Mexico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJxIGIGFIto/TtZtuQ2zmFI/AAAAAAAAGVY/88WCmJ6r4go/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJxIGIGFIto/TtZtuQ2zmFI/AAAAAAAAGVY/88WCmJ6r4go/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680848621540710482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz2pOuyKnpk/TtZtuJBSxdI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/A8ljD9xKbB8/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz2pOuyKnpk/TtZtuJBSxdI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/A8ljD9xKbB8/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680848619437213138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been vacillating between feelings about this trip for months. Right now though, I'm leaning more toward excitement. I'm sure all moms would understand what I'm feeling, it's just the idea of letting go, even if it's just for 6 days. I'm used to being the one in charge/control (or the feeling of, I understand God is in fact in control) of things at home. The idea of handing the kids off for an extended time is scary to me. My parents will be here at our place, which is a first time (talk about trying to clean up your underwear drawers) and I know the kids will be in very capable, and slightly spoiling hands. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, despite all my reservations and sinful fears, I am on board for this trip. Paul and our marriage come first, even above my children. So, with all this said and off my chest.... bring on sleeping in, feeding me and me alone, late nights, fruity drinks with umbrellas, strolls on the beach, bluest of waters, and a cute cabana boy I will nickname Carlos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-7948230558695462268?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7948230558695462268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7948230558695462268' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7948230558695462268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7948230558695462268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/playa-del-carmen.html' title='Playa Del Carmen'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJxIGIGFIto/TtZtuQ2zmFI/AAAAAAAAGVY/88WCmJ6r4go/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8034383898890524800</id><published>2011-11-29T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T11:50:59.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of our visit, and meeting BETH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry Jami, but I will be doing some combining on this post. I simply don't have the patience to break up all of these. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Between lots of play. (Which one looks outta place?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kY7CoZGylOg/TtUmSgNhCPI/AAAAAAAAGVA/BOGzlnvuVl8/s1600/IMG_2417.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kY7CoZGylOg/TtUmSgNhCPI/AAAAAAAAGVA/BOGzlnvuVl8/s400/IMG_2417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680488604323875058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And time spent with grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rn4wve_EJIk/TtUmRany4GI/AAAAAAAAGU0/uMrqCsi98pY/s1600/IMG_2438.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rn4wve_EJIk/TtUmRany4GI/AAAAAAAAGU0/uMrqCsi98pY/s400/IMG_2438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680488585643614306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I managed to squeeze in a few more things to do, while in the promised land. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made a trip up to Salem to do a little shopping and have lunch with Aunt Linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E8aw-Z8bUn4/TtUmQvt19cI/AAAAAAAAGUo/dQA5G_XdaMU/s1600/IMG_2419.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E8aw-Z8bUn4/TtUmQvt19cI/AAAAAAAAGUo/dQA5G_XdaMU/s400/IMG_2419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680488574126257602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;griefness&lt;/span&gt;, even my mother is sucked into the electronic devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckEaVBA7nXU/TtUmQZyvyPI/AAAAAAAAGUc/xzHaCZd3pR8/s1600/IMG_2418.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckEaVBA7nXU/TtUmQZyvyPI/AAAAAAAAGUc/xzHaCZd3pR8/s400/IMG_2418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680488568241244402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got to see Cody play a game. We were rooting for those Borden Braves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AeZEEtmR8uE/TtUlcLqiOGI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/E04TqplK2a8/s1600/IMG_2423.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AeZEEtmR8uE/TtUlcLqiOGI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/E04TqplK2a8/s400/IMG_2423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680487671095507042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There he is, #34, he's a really good ballplayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rySBVQFguY4/TtUlafk4CRI/AAAAAAAAGUE/rB1fqIxYGrs/s1600/IMG_2431.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rySBVQFguY4/TtUlafk4CRI/AAAAAAAAGUE/rB1fqIxYGrs/s400/IMG_2431.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680487642080741650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a fun game, and Pierce really got into it this time. We had a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YU-2JG6FDS0/TtUlaEfLlII/AAAAAAAAGT0/onkBqti6IQI/s1600/IMG_2434.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YU-2JG6FDS0/TtUlaEfLlII/AAAAAAAAGT0/onkBqti6IQI/s400/IMG_2434.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680487634809099394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why is Cody taller than me? Why does he have facial hair? Why do all the girls text him and scream for him? Could somebody tell me where Cody bear went, because this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ridonkulous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2N1LvCqnPU4/TtUlZwevMhI/AAAAAAAAGTs/xcaDvI9BFCk/s1600/IMG_2437.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2N1LvCqnPU4/TtUlZwevMhI/AAAAAAAAGTs/xcaDvI9BFCk/s400/IMG_2437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680487629438530066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND I also got to see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girlie's&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN on a lunch date. And this is where I met someone I've been stalking for years!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There I was sitting in my booth, chowing down, when lo and behold I see a child and a man in the corner of my eye, that I recognized in a second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me back up, I've been reading Beth's blog for as long as I've been blogging, but I was always a secret lurker. Tracey knew Beth from college days, and I just thought she had a funny/interesting blog. So, imagine my HORROR when one day she went private, and I could no longer read it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geesh&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully, one day Tracey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;outted&lt;/span&gt; me to Beth and she invited me to read it, and come to find out she was reading mine as well. God bless blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, so here comes Josh and Isabella, and I am not kidding you all, I wanted to scream, "LOOK IT'S ISABELLA AND JOSH!!" It was hard to contain myself, but I did. Jami also knows Beth, so I was the odd man out, but I was like "I wanna go meet them!" And I even got all nervous feeling, ha!! Beth and her accompanying family were just as sweet in person as I had always imagined and I think I held it together, even though I really wanted to start snapping pictures. HA! It was so nice to put a whole family with the faces!! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I didn't create a scene taking pictures with Beth and the gang, I made us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;girlie's&lt;/span&gt; document just one more time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b431NsgHzIw/TtUkl4hZhPI/AAAAAAAAGTg/HkiBtmmm9sE/s1600/IMG_2420.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b431NsgHzIw/TtUkl4hZhPI/AAAAAAAAGTg/HkiBtmmm9sE/s400/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680486738243978482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hu3OKPB-qW0/TtUklGxHKoI/AAAAAAAAGTU/SjyXfacEzVA/s1600/IMG_2421.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hu3OKPB-qW0/TtUklGxHKoI/AAAAAAAAGTU/SjyXfacEzVA/s400/IMG_2421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680486724888111746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfjrtETfx4U/TtUkk6CmutI/AAAAAAAAGTI/dAqSDOIAwF4/s1600/IMG_2422.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfjrtETfx4U/TtUkk6CmutI/AAAAAAAAGTI/dAqSDOIAwF4/s400/IMG_2422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680486721471822546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Thanksgiving weekend I would say. Now the countdown is on for another trip, but I will let everyone in on that maybe tomorrow....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-8034383898890524800?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/8034383898890524800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=8034383898890524800' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8034383898890524800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8034383898890524800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/rest-of-our-visit-and-meeting-beth.html' title='The rest of our visit, and meeting BETH.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kY7CoZGylOg/TtUmSgNhCPI/AAAAAAAAGVA/BOGzlnvuVl8/s72-c/IMG_2417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-4093024433407638874</id><published>2011-11-28T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T11:42:26.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My FAVORITE meal of the year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving dinner is by far my favorite meal of the year. I just love dressing, sweet potatoes, green beans, rolls, and pumpkin pie, YUM!! The turkey itself I've never been a big fan of though, it's always just so-so in my opinion. This year though the turkey was seriously wonderful, and guess who made it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the yummy bird just waiting to be eaten. Do you think that I made it? I know with my awesome pie baking skills your just sure that it was me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cu_GzRFB2Pc/TtPf-HlN5vI/AAAAAAAAGS8/Gw_TFqT9-vc/s1600/IMG_2409.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cu_GzRFB2Pc/TtPf-HlN5vI/AAAAAAAAGS8/Gw_TFqT9-vc/s400/IMG_2409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680129813324359410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know better right? No, not me. Before I reveal, check out our place setting my mom had for us girls. We each got an ornament from Williamsburg, a Santa from Williamsburg and a tin of her homemade fudge. So nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksuikiRtD0g/TtPf9rrmtiI/AAAAAAAAGSw/PKF-1nAETYI/s1600/IMG_2403.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksuikiRtD0g/TtPf9rrmtiI/AAAAAAAAGSw/PKF-1nAETYI/s400/IMG_2403.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680129805834958370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is, the man with the golden turkey lurkey touch. He did a great job, it was for reals the best turkey I've ever eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWnDwz7LoEE/TtPfiL8x6ZI/AAAAAAAAGSk/CiKvB_Z8wlk/s1600/IMG_2408.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWnDwz7LoEE/TtPfiL8x6ZI/AAAAAAAAGSk/CiKvB_Z8wlk/s400/IMG_2408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680129333460593042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then he carved it at the table like a scene from a movie. I kept joking that it would explode like the one in Christmas Vacation. But it did not, the whole meal was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U086LyT-3zA/TtPfhoalD4I/AAAAAAAAGSY/BM63xd5SZm4/s1600/IMG_2410.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U086LyT-3zA/TtPfhoalD4I/AAAAAAAAGSY/BM63xd5SZm4/s400/IMG_2410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680129323921903490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pierce only had one thing on his mind on Thanksgiving, heck the whole weekend. Where are my cousins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n474osTMkXQ/TtPfhhR673I/AAAAAAAAGSM/M1PuaTq9KnA/s1600/IMG_2404.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n474osTMkXQ/TtPfhhR673I/AAAAAAAAGSM/M1PuaTq9KnA/s400/IMG_2404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680129322006540146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to capture some sweet memories in pictures (of course) and look who thought he was HI-LARIOUS taking these kinds of pictures of me. He actually said, "this is the face I wake up to everyday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpk1qTK6gcI/TtPdvVdEGBI/AAAAAAAAGSA/_rORnm7D4oo/s1600/IMG_2405.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpk1qTK6gcI/TtPdvVdEGBI/AAAAAAAAGSA/_rORnm7D4oo/s400/IMG_2405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680127360326965266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take #2 honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DrgNB7D2vI/TtPdurXY2SI/AAAAAAAAGR0/rw9lnUXM2Ho/s1600/IMG_2406.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DrgNB7D2vI/TtPdurXY2SI/AAAAAAAAGR0/rw9lnUXM2Ho/s400/IMG_2406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680127349028870434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No worries, I got him back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6aj0epw1ppw/TtPdufaoKxI/AAAAAAAAGRo/Btuzps8osh8/s1600/IMG_2402.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6aj0epw1ppw/TtPdufaoKxI/AAAAAAAAGRo/Btuzps8osh8/s400/IMG_2402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680127345821231890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also celebrated my and Chris's birthday on Turkey Day, and this is the only picture Paul got. If I die before him, you better believe captured moments will cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_tM3M-_zmI/TtPczCPDQ8I/AAAAAAAAGRc/9ZSbIp1N0mU/s1600/IMG_2415.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_tM3M-_zmI/TtPczCPDQ8I/AAAAAAAAGRc/9ZSbIp1N0mU/s400/IMG_2415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680126324375765954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Thanksgiving was good, and like every year I can't believe another one has come and gone. And I will leave you with my dad's traditional 'family round the table' photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwEepW6Dr4Q/TtPcy99aYhI/AAAAAAAAGRQ/ICeT8LI-6R0/s1600/IMG_7402.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwEepW6Dr4Q/TtPcy99aYhI/AAAAAAAAGRQ/ICeT8LI-6R0/s400/IMG_7402.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680126323228041746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-4093024433407638874?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/4093024433407638874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=4093024433407638874' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4093024433407638874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/4093024433407638874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-favorite-meal-of-year.html' title='My FAVORITE meal of the year.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cu_GzRFB2Pc/TtPf-HlN5vI/AAAAAAAAGS8/Gw_TFqT9-vc/s72-c/IMG_2409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8284253596926618494</id><published>2011-11-27T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T12:22:03.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where oh where do I begin?? But of course, Breaking Dawn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've gone back and forth about how to blog this weekend, and I thought I might do one big post, that was until Jami told me not to. She said, "it's too hard to read" hmpf. So, I have lots to blog, lots of catch up reading, and I leave again in a week. So, here goes. (Julie, do you still read my blog? I've seen your dislike of Twilight on FB, so you might as well skip this post, ha!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tracey and I were late bloomers when it came to the Twilight series stuff. We both held out a long time reading the books, but of course once we gave in, we were hooked. Ridiculous sounding story line, but somehow addictive none the less. My friends were sweet enough to work the movie around my visit to Indiana, and these plans have been set up for a year!! Dinner at Puerto first, so we could catch up, and talk about how excited we all were to see it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2rFm0TOj1k/TtKYgXqaygI/AAAAAAAAGRE/44sfvfAXUxw/s1600/P1130234.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2rFm0TOj1k/TtKYgXqaygI/AAAAAAAAGRE/44sfvfAXUxw/s400/P1130234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679769761942784514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honest to Pete, we were ridiculous with the photos. Tracey and I even felt we should strike a traditional Olan Mills pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LeRSOLoU7o8/TtKYV3ZR0-I/AAAAAAAAGQ4/eHZvN3-arT4/s1600/IMG_2398.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LeRSOLoU7o8/TtKYV3ZR0-I/AAAAAAAAGQ4/eHZvN3-arT4/s400/IMG_2398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679769581482267618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so happy to see my favorite Jami and Jaime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkIqccvnHNA/TtKYVWwe4KI/AAAAAAAAGQs/PxZgZCeiU38/s1600/IMG_2399.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkIqccvnHNA/TtKYVWwe4KI/AAAAAAAAGQs/PxZgZCeiU38/s400/IMG_2399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679769572721221794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you know that we didn't stop the picture madness once we got to the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svIjRHrpfSg/TtKYU_iDk-I/AAAAAAAAGQg/Y1TK32GGxKA/s1600/IMG_2401.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svIjRHrpfSg/TtKYU_iDk-I/AAAAAAAAGQg/Y1TK32GGxKA/s400/IMG_2401.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679769566486696930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. Between giggles and flashes going off, one would assume we were HALF our ages. Hardly. We were just acting half our ages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVaHmvY4mR0/TtKXqaYmv4I/AAAAAAAAGQQ/dW3Z65xVabE/s1600/P1130236.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVaHmvY4mR0/TtKXqaYmv4I/AAAAAAAAGQQ/dW3Z65xVabE/s400/P1130236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679768834960441218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The movie was REALLY good, definitely the best so far. You have to know though, my favorite part was being with all my girlies for a fun time. Edward was just a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq4mkOX9SQI/TtKXp1w45hI/AAAAAAAAGQI/lb0vYw8AJTc/s1600/P1130235.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq4mkOX9SQI/TtKXp1w45hI/AAAAAAAAGQI/lb0vYw8AJTc/s400/P1130235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679768825130182162" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-8284253596926618494?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/8284253596926618494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=8284253596926618494' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8284253596926618494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/8284253596926618494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-oh-where-do-i-begin-but-of-course.html' title='Where oh where do I begin?? But of course, Breaking Dawn.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2rFm0TOj1k/TtKYgXqaygI/AAAAAAAAGRE/44sfvfAXUxw/s72-c/P1130234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-3384170177267664598</id><published>2011-11-22T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:53:27.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful. Thankful. Thankful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In two days I will be with my family and eating my favorite meal of the year. In one day I will be with my friends eating, gabbing and swooning over Edward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While today I will be cooking, packing and staying in from this nasty rainy day! And while I'm busy all day I will be making a conscious effort to dwell on all I have to be thankful for. So cliche' isn't it? However, so true. And let me say, I am a thankful, thankful, thankful girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone has a fabulous Thanksgiving holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8fflxtbC40/TsvDUTIslxI/AAAAAAAAGQA/Kv_qW_mjLnQ/s1600/IMG_2394.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8fflxtbC40/TsvDUTIslxI/AAAAAAAAGQA/Kv_qW_mjLnQ/s400/IMG_2394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677846508732192530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIThhg2f4so/TsvDTXJFCMI/AAAAAAAAGPw/oA_CzIiSLO8/s1600/IMG_2395.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIThhg2f4so/TsvDTXJFCMI/AAAAAAAAGPw/oA_CzIiSLO8/s400/IMG_2395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677846492627667138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From our turkey to yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izNmTyJnKtk/TsvDTP6Jo8I/AAAAAAAAGPk/4bOBIuYQCWg/s1600/IMG_2397.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izNmTyJnKtk/TsvDTP6Jo8I/AAAAAAAAGPk/4bOBIuYQCWg/s400/IMG_2397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677846490686006210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-3384170177267664598?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/3384170177267664598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=3384170177267664598' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3384170177267664598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3384170177267664598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-thankful-thankful.html' title='Thankful. Thankful. Thankful.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8fflxtbC40/TsvDUTIslxI/AAAAAAAAGQA/Kv_qW_mjLnQ/s72-c/IMG_2394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-5214474706650330296</id><published>2011-11-21T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:13:18.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to meeeee!!</title><content type='html'>This new blog look is my birthday gift from Paul. Thank you honey!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that's all I have for now. Ha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-5214474706650330296?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/5214474706650330296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=5214474706650330296' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5214474706650330296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5214474706650330296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-to-meeeee.html' title='Happy Birthday to meeeee!!'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-3627993973925376872</id><published>2011-11-20T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T11:33:23.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no place like home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After a LONG 10 hour drive, we finally made it home last night. Is it just me, or when you get back after being gone a week do you have a new appreciation for your house? Of course we had a good time and miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa, but there's something about your own bed. You know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have much to report. We went to church today, and then Cracker Barrel for lunch, where we tried on goofy hats and squeezed our way through the gift shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e1uMPLObgk/TslTxfRIUQI/AAAAAAAAGOU/BKBaOI09Glw/s1600/IMG_2383.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e1uMPLObgk/TslTxfRIUQI/AAAAAAAAGOU/BKBaOI09Glw/s400/IMG_2383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677160914949263618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what awaits me, 87485 loads of laundry. I will get it all done and then it will be time to head back out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qU62iCTZDBA/TslTwiXHrmI/AAAAAAAAGOI/c2K8oVo4dCQ/s1600/IMG_2385.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qU62iCTZDBA/TslTwiXHrmI/AAAAAAAAGOI/c2K8oVo4dCQ/s400/IMG_2385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677160898599824994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Tracey just wanted you to see that I'm proudly wearing my Colts shirt today. Not quite sure what I'm doing with my face, but hey, it's what I thought looked good at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IXkQ4HMdfI/TslTwfdGqTI/AAAAAAAAGN8/KaR9czyj21k/s1600/IMG_2388.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IXkQ4HMdfI/TslTwfdGqTI/AAAAAAAAGN8/KaR9czyj21k/s400/IMG_2388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677160897819617586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I want to document something Hope said to me today. "Momma, when I grow up and become a mommy, I want to be one just like you." I'm enjoying the fact that she really likes me right now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-3627993973925376872?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/3627993973925376872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=3627993973925376872' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3627993973925376872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/3627993973925376872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s no place like home.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e1uMPLObgk/TslTxfRIUQI/AAAAAAAAGOU/BKBaOI09Glw/s72-c/IMG_2383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-5094320788075396985</id><published>2011-11-18T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T11:58:58.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winding down in Michigan.</title><content type='html'>Today is our last day here, we'll load up tomorrow and make the long trip home. It's always sad to leave, and I would imagine we'll have a very sad little boy on our hands tomorrow. I thought today I would kind of do a catch all post, various other things that we've done while staying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope has had a great time here too. She has done lots of pretend play, but honestly her most favorite thing has been the cats. Especially the kitten Micky, who I never managed to get still enough for a decent picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0EcJ_T6nH0/Tsa0y1cNCGI/AAAAAAAAGNw/AmOFiR8VnsU/s1600/Picture%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676423165778921570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0EcJ_T6nH0/Tsa0y1cNCGI/AAAAAAAAGNw/AmOFiR8VnsU/s400/Picture%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we first got here last Saturday Pierce had one thing on his mind. Giving his grandpa a gift that he bought for him with his own money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MQF6sU2tHbA/Tsa0JFCBamI/AAAAAAAAGNk/K2q2uXflSto/s1600/Picture%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676422448409569890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MQF6sU2tHbA/Tsa0JFCBamI/AAAAAAAAGNk/K2q2uXflSto/s400/Picture%2B010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom served in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/span&gt;, and Pierce bought him a knife that commemorated it. It was all his own idea and I thought was super thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4Zy2buR-4w/TsazwXnMsXI/AAAAAAAAGNY/Ps6qK30sk-E/s1600/Picture%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676422023900606834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4Zy2buR-4w/TsazwXnMsXI/AAAAAAAAGNY/Ps6qK30sk-E/s400/Picture%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt; has played lots of games, and even taught the kids a few new games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ipw1JKRII9Q/TsazTQkkSzI/AAAAAAAAGNM/B1PHJOjKweI/s1600/Picture%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676421523794316082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ipw1JKRII9Q/TsazTQkkSzI/AAAAAAAAGNM/B1PHJOjKweI/s400/Picture%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we even attempted something none of us have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thg2LbR-Ywg/TsaxxEmz1hI/AAAAAAAAGNA/QPtN-wo41aw/s1600/Picture%2B122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676419836955317778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thg2LbR-Ywg/TsaxxEmz1hI/AAAAAAAAGNA/QPtN-wo41aw/s400/Picture%2B122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We divided into teams, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt; and Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UsGaRjKL0cQ/TsaxJDvl3NI/AAAAAAAAGM0/4032O2eMdu4/s1600/Picture%2B120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676419149528947922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UsGaRjKL0cQ/TsaxJDvl3NI/AAAAAAAAGM0/4032O2eMdu4/s400/Picture%2B120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versus Pierce and Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WReh874G9AY/TsawqK6NlFI/AAAAAAAAGMo/lofifsTqrFo/s1600/Picture%2B133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676418618876597330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WReh874G9AY/TsawqK6NlFI/AAAAAAAAGMo/lofifsTqrFo/s400/Picture%2B133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids has a ball doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cr2wdBx-H0/TsawU4bLJyI/AAAAAAAAGMc/sSOQIHredts/s1600/Picture%2B138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676418253137323810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cr2wdBx-H0/TsawU4bLJyI/AAAAAAAAGMc/sSOQIHredts/s400/Picture%2B138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how cute the one Pierce and I did turned out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pce-4nf4KE/TsawBIDzQaI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/1M69sOiYkGw/s1600/Picture%2B142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676417913736872354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pce-4nf4KE/TsawBIDzQaI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/1M69sOiYkGw/s400/Picture%2B142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously Hope was excited about their caboose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TslhRf3H3A4/TsavzEcQSII/AAAAAAAAGME/gpvtBeR9IM0/s1600/Picture%2B143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676417672247527554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TslhRf3H3A4/TsavzEcQSII/AAAAAAAAGME/gpvtBeR9IM0/s400/Picture%2B143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we even dove into it. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vzIXf302eJo/Tsavh91TWZI/AAAAAAAAGL4/wHE79AmaOnQ/s1600/Picture%2B145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676417378415761810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vzIXf302eJo/Tsavh91TWZI/AAAAAAAAGL4/wHE79AmaOnQ/s400/Picture%2B145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know though, all good things must come to an end. I'm sure the reason for that is so we enjoy those special times even more in the moment. And thankfully, with holidays surrounding us, we will be with our loved ones much more in the coming weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KyH5H_xZ7fs/Tsauv4JEeOI/AAAAAAAAGLs/JCXiDlr5BiM/s1600/Picture%2B148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676416517894600930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KyH5H_xZ7fs/Tsauv4JEeOI/AAAAAAAAGLs/JCXiDlr5BiM/s400/Picture%2B148.jpg" /&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;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/990298211495326353-5094320788075396985?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/5094320788075396985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=5094320788075396985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5094320788075396985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5094320788075396985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/winding-down-in-michigan.html' title='Winding down in Michigan.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0EcJ_T6nH0/Tsa0y1cNCGI/AAAAAAAAGNw/AmOFiR8VnsU/s72-c/Picture%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7609097277212335177</id><published>2011-11-17T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T18:12:13.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>37.</title><content type='html'>Thirty seven.&lt;br /&gt;3-7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow, I am now 37.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally get that age is relative, and in 10 years I will look back at 37, and say WOW I was young then. However, in the here and now, I cannot believe that I'm 37. You know the soul doesn't age, and I only feel like a kid. A kid that just happens to have a husband, two kids, gray hair, and some crow lines. I can now say that I'm on the downhill slide and my hands are up, 40 I'm a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt;' for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so let me tell you about my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were sweet and itching to give me my gifts early. McDonald's gift cards! PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCLl4QxXPyk/TsWzlzXfpQI/AAAAAAAAGLg/_U9O5bJMNNo/s1600/Picture%2B099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676140367395661058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCLl4QxXPyk/TsWzlzXfpQI/AAAAAAAAGLg/_U9O5bJMNNo/s400/Picture%2B099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And lots of pictures they colored for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6olCsORBk7s/TsWzUc3hXrI/AAAAAAAAGLU/tvzUFg0seOs/s1600/Picture%2B100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676140069298200242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6olCsORBk7s/TsWzUc3hXrI/AAAAAAAAGLU/tvzUFg0seOs/s400/Picture%2B100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such thoughtful sweet kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ-UiBEfWLU/TsWy0w18n5I/AAAAAAAAGLI/CHqXqfkTwk4/s1600/Picture%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676139524904492946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ-UiBEfWLU/TsWy0w18n5I/AAAAAAAAGLI/CHqXqfkTwk4/s400/Picture%2B102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam also made me a giant cookie, with dark chocolate icing. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsYpn1ZVZps/TsWyhBiketI/AAAAAAAAGK8/8fgq2_qw8p8/s1600/Picture%2B105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676139185789237970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsYpn1ZVZps/TsWyhBiketI/AAAAAAAAGK8/8fgq2_qw8p8/s400/Picture%2B105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got all gussied up and were ready to hit the big city for a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgwJfxMa-j4/TsWwuwuZ1vI/AAAAAAAAGKk/ggCU49QeXiA/s1600/Picture%2B107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676137222770382578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgwJfxMa-j4/TsWwuwuZ1vI/AAAAAAAAGKk/ggCU49QeXiA/s400/Picture%2B107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And literally the minute we were about to leave, TWO special packages came for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weG_pJKdEy0/TsWvmcVYp3I/AAAAAAAAGKY/Eqv_w-6sXC0/s1600/Picture%2B108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676135980346156914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weG_pJKdEy0/TsWvmcVYp3I/AAAAAAAAGKY/Eqv_w-6sXC0/s400/Picture%2B108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Gifts from home'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FQxf-xfBlg/TsWu3aW5VYI/AAAAAAAAGKM/-7y0HsXUhfw/s1600/Picture%2B109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676135172361770370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FQxf-xfBlg/TsWu3aW5VYI/AAAAAAAAGKM/-7y0HsXUhfw/s400/Picture%2B109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracey sent me this awesome INDIANAPOLIS COLTS shirt, which Paul refused to take a picture of. Ha! And some yummy red hots from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Schimpff's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKYn6IiEAWE/TsWuhiOxlDI/AAAAAAAAGKA/tQdwiDsrrHU/s1600/Picture%2B110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676134796518069298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKYn6IiEAWE/TsWuhiOxlDI/AAAAAAAAGKA/tQdwiDsrrHU/s400/Picture%2B110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jami, you got me all teared up! I know you've always told me that Isaiah 40:31 reminds you of Paul and I. So when I saw this and what you wrote, I blubbered like the blubbering &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;buffoon&lt;/span&gt; I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eVi-3bzUAsw/TsWuIDGK1JI/AAAAAAAAGJ0/3H6JIV60G3Y/s1600/Picture%2B111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676134358663746706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eVi-3bzUAsw/TsWuIDGK1JI/AAAAAAAAGJ0/3H6JIV60G3Y/s400/Picture%2B111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so appreciate you girls and thinking of sending me gifts here, it really was very sweet :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Paul took me into Grand Rapids, which is like an hour away and kept our destination a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRbrU8Zr6PY/TsWsa7Xer_I/AAAAAAAAGJo/OEPovjZ_Ook/s1600/Picture%2B113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676132483983126514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRbrU8Zr6PY/TsWsa7Xer_I/AAAAAAAAGJo/OEPovjZ_Ook/s400/Picture%2B113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Italian, and I love big old houses. Tonight I got both!! This place was fab-u-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lous&lt;/span&gt;! And to boot? It was snowing while we were there eating, I was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vorBrkHK360/TsWrGj--apI/AAAAAAAAGJc/WiWUKOhkjx0/s1600/Picture%2B115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676131034597321362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vorBrkHK360/TsWrGj--apI/AAAAAAAAGJc/WiWUKOhkjx0/s400/Picture%2B115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great day, and I'm so grateful for so many things! Birthday's always make me reflect on my blessings, and just how much I like being alive! HA! In all seriousness, thank you Lord for this life you gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye 36, you were a good year, but I'm moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGYJ5QenwKc/TsWqlTjhFTI/AAAAAAAAGJQ/dbu0ibYHLfk/s1600/Picture%2B119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676130463251502386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGYJ5QenwKc/TsWqlTjhFTI/AAAAAAAAGJQ/dbu0ibYHLfk/s400/Picture%2B119.jpg" /&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;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/990298211495326353-7609097277212335177?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7609097277212335177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7609097277212335177' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7609097277212335177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7609097277212335177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/37.html' title='37.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCLl4QxXPyk/TsWzlzXfpQI/AAAAAAAAGLg/_U9O5bJMNNo/s72-c/Picture%2B099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-7993600348154053912</id><published>2011-11-16T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:09:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small town livin'</title><content type='html'>Last time we were here (which was TWO! years ago) I did a post on what there's to do in Pam and Tom's town. Since it's been a while, and I think I may have had all of two readers then, I decided to re-visit that topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been unseasonably warm for Michigan, so I took the kids with me on the walk to see the town's hot spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sx0iiTsstsQ/TsP2vWAJwgI/AAAAAAAAGJE/m3_BDWSuXxc/s1600/Picture%2B075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675651248637460994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sx0iiTsstsQ/TsP2vWAJwgI/AAAAAAAAGJE/m3_BDWSuXxc/s400/Picture%2B075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were on the walk Pierce got a phone call from Sarah, and this was prime opportunity to photograph his outfit. He's been in hunter mode the.entire.time, and it's quite cute. BUT, mommy made a mistake when packing and didn't pack Pierce a belt. Duh mom. Hunters need belts for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; knives. What do you do when your desperate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sm49NB0J0bM/TsP2UN0hM2I/AAAAAAAAGI4/3SHKBXrwDVw/s1600/Picture%2B079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675650782584714082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sm49NB0J0bM/TsP2UN0hM2I/AAAAAAAAGI4/3SHKBXrwDVw/s400/Picture%2B079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear your sisters &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bejeweled&lt;/span&gt; and bedazzled belt of course. We can add it to the therapy list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXQMQPAe4no/TsP12imGyvI/AAAAAAAAGIs/7-AtQh9BPM8/s1600/Picture%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675650272765332210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXQMQPAe4no/TsP12imGyvI/AAAAAAAAGIs/7-AtQh9BPM8/s400/Picture%2B080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the towns happenings. This is a very small town, VERY. And I find it very comical, that they have a bar. Pam was telling me, it's quite busy on many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt;, and that cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUM3Lbyazqg/TsP1cU7KM4I/AAAAAAAAGIg/040wvU7M9Pg/s1600/Picture%2B077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675649822418940802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUM3Lbyazqg/TsP1cU7KM4I/AAAAAAAAGIg/040wvU7M9Pg/s400/Picture%2B077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After your drunken bender on Saturday, you can head to church on Sunday and listen to my father in law preach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy9bjGMCZBA/TsP1FsJ1rlI/AAAAAAAAGIU/zL_Ijz8Hg1c/s1600/Picture%2B086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675649433517534802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy9bjGMCZBA/TsP1FsJ1rlI/AAAAAAAAGIU/zL_Ijz8Hg1c/s400/Picture%2B086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your not the bar type, in the summer only, you can get yourself an ice cream cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YGim7F2SPO0/TsP0tukqOFI/AAAAAAAAGII/ZX6TcHGIka8/s1600/Picture%2B076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675649021850040402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YGim7F2SPO0/TsP0tukqOFI/AAAAAAAAGII/ZX6TcHGIka8/s400/Picture%2B076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a gas station. And that's it!! The closest McDonald's is about 10 miles away, which I or Paul have made a trip for my diet coke everyday, because a girl has priorities of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ECDqSuttmhI/TsP0VcljSeI/AAAAAAAAGH8/sgm7unZXriE/s1600/Picture%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675648604705081826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ECDqSuttmhI/TsP0VcljSeI/AAAAAAAAGH8/sgm7unZXriE/s400/Picture%2B078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know I'm a city girl all the way. I don't think I would do so well in such a small town, but as we were outside playing yesterday it was nice. There weren't people everywhere, and it just felt safe. If only they could get a mall to replace the bar then we would be golden. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDcQM6yVLSQ/TsPz1X4kD0I/AAAAAAAAGHw/L55yS0yZGyo/s1600/Picture%2B090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675648053686832962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDcQM6yVLSQ/TsPz1X4kD0I/AAAAAAAAGHw/L55yS0yZGyo/s400/Picture%2B090.jpg" /&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;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/990298211495326353-7993600348154053912?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/7993600348154053912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=7993600348154053912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7993600348154053912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/7993600348154053912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/small-town-livin.html' title='Small town livin&apos;'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sx0iiTsstsQ/TsP2vWAJwgI/AAAAAAAAGJE/m3_BDWSuXxc/s72-c/Picture%2B075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2004802179476164669</id><published>2011-11-15T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T18:38:41.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You hunt. I'll relax.</title><content type='html'>Seriously, this picture scares me. And it just happens to be my husband. My husband looks like he could be the plot of a horror movie, "Deer killers who come after you, part 1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9hLBfSAZeiI/TsMWzuj6uNI/AAAAAAAAGHk/UipE-_GfKP4/s1600/IMAG0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675405033344776402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9hLBfSAZeiI/TsMWzuj6uNI/AAAAAAAAGHk/UipE-_GfKP4/s400/IMAG0533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning started with the two great hunters headed out to do their thing bright and early. After Pam and I drank our coffee and Pierce and I did his homework for the day, we went to decorating their Christmas tree. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1_Q1M5KhuY/TsMWmtHd3mI/AAAAAAAAGHY/DvMGtsMj3zQ/s1600/Picture%2B054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675404809618710114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1_Q1M5KhuY/TsMWmtHd3mI/AAAAAAAAGHY/DvMGtsMj3zQ/s400/Picture%2B054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope and I decided to stay in our pajamas and be laid back about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeKLONZk6Dc/TsMWPcy-xoI/AAAAAAAAGHM/j-6jQIDw0N8/s1600/Picture%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675404410100827778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeKLONZk6Dc/TsMWPcy-xoI/AAAAAAAAGHM/j-6jQIDw0N8/s400/Picture%2B056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Pierce had to be ready for the call. So, he decorated in his camo gear waiting anxiously to hear from his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2j6lRuedM8/TsMVsszI-EI/AAAAAAAAGHA/CmFGpbX7KuQ/s1600/Picture%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675403813101041730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2j6lRuedM8/TsMVsszI-EI/AAAAAAAAGHA/CmFGpbX7KuQ/s400/Picture%2B058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and check out this little cutie at 9 years old. Far cry from the mass deer killer in the first picture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo7TDytMDr0/TsMVdgxYTII/AAAAAAAAGG0/_3ZEGqj2pZ4/s1600/Picture%2B059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675403552174394498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo7TDytMDr0/TsMVdgxYTII/AAAAAAAAGG0/_3ZEGqj2pZ4/s400/Picture%2B059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it happened, Pierce got the call that his dad was coming to pick him up. He was super excited! This was a first for him, the chance to go help get the deer out of the field with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUyRHVIIghQ/TsMVJaF_61I/AAAAAAAAGGo/TJ1wkSiqvfE/s1600/Picture%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675403206784445266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUyRHVIIghQ/TsMVJaF_61I/AAAAAAAAGGo/TJ1wkSiqvfE/s400/Picture%2B063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **If dead deer bother you, here is your warning to quit reading!!!!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my son really holding up a dead deer? Oh yes, he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4vMH6AJkfI/TsMUk1ebPqI/AAAAAAAAGGc/CSd_3Q1XvV8/s1600/IMAG0532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675402578479496866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4vMH6AJkfI/TsMUk1ebPqI/AAAAAAAAGGc/CSd_3Q1XvV8/s400/IMAG0532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't 'get' the whole hunting thing. However, being married to a hunter and loving his family who loves hunting, I appreciate it more than I did. I'm happy for Paul and his dad that they've already had success, this means meat for the families for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3BWD9Bx8ORI/TsMTpZtvmGI/AAAAAAAAGGQ/p55LZ2lIV8c/s1600/Picture%2B065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675401557415270498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3BWD9Bx8ORI/TsMTpZtvmGI/AAAAAAAAGGQ/p55LZ2lIV8c/s400/Picture%2B065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I have an ally in the whole 'we don't like hunting' thing, and that would be Hopie. She did agree to get her picture taken for a brief second though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttJ5Fzkdqmo/TsMSJ5-nj6I/AAAAAAAAGGE/NVeKAP9oCa0/s1600/Picture%2B067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675399916808540066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttJ5Fzkdqmo/TsMSJ5-nj6I/AAAAAAAAGGE/NVeKAP9oCa0/s400/Picture%2B067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men head back out in the morning, hoping for more success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1rmFUVOIOQ/TsMR4oLVdqI/AAAAAAAAGF4/-IIjF_pBk6Y/s1600/Picture%2B068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675399619972265634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1rmFUVOIOQ/TsMR4oLVdqI/AAAAAAAAGF4/-IIjF_pBk6Y/s400/Picture%2B068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Hopie and I will probably be doing more of the same. Snuggling, watching movies, gaining 45 pounds each, and of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRrr3PLpMyE/TsMRYu3xXEI/AAAAAAAAGFs/DdKiUSjfScc/s1600/Picture%2B073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675399072013442114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRrr3PLpMyE/TsMRYu3xXEI/AAAAAAAAGFs/DdKiUSjfScc/s400/Picture%2B073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling by the tree. Not gonna lie, I'm enjoying all this relaxing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2LtnCg4s_0/TsMQ8TN9E_I/AAAAAAAAGFg/sOPmONV3W3U/s1600/Picture%2B098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675398583553954802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2LtnCg4s_0/TsMQ8TN9E_I/AAAAAAAAGFg/sOPmONV3W3U/s400/Picture%2B098.jpg" /&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;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/990298211495326353-2004802179476164669?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2004802179476164669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2004802179476164669' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2004802179476164669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2004802179476164669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-hunt-ill-relax.html' title='You hunt. I&apos;ll relax.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9hLBfSAZeiI/TsMWzuj6uNI/AAAAAAAAGHk/UipE-_GfKP4/s72-c/IMAG0533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-6825933949495509061</id><published>2011-11-14T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T16:13:23.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"This week, daddy gets to be a redneck."</title><content type='html'>Today was the day! The day to visit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gramma&lt;/span&gt;, and to be a gun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;totin&lt;/span&gt;', NRA &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;supportin&lt;/span&gt;', &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wearin&lt;/span&gt;', &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shootin&lt;/span&gt;' family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to re-tell a conversation I heard between Paul and Pierce first though. I was getting ready in the bathroom, and I heard Pierce ask his dad, "why are you dressing like that everyday, and not shaving?" To which Paul said, "because this week, daddy gets to be a redneck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul was VERY excited to see his grandmother, they share a very special bond, and they think the world of each other. Grandma has a hard time getting around, but that didn't stop her from making a homemade apple pie, for her boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEZLvwCSY8s/TsGj7AKE5iI/AAAAAAAAGFU/-KwfRNDaV_8/s1600/Picture%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674997239513409058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEZLvwCSY8s/TsGj7AKE5iI/AAAAAAAAGFU/-KwfRNDaV_8/s400/Picture%2B024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite things about '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grammas&lt;/span&gt;' house? The real fire!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing like the snap, crackle, pop and warmth from a log fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgj5SzRzGrs/TsGjl4-DbvI/AAAAAAAAGFI/Cbn64F-cHyM/s1600/Picture%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674996876806680306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgj5SzRzGrs/TsGjl4-DbvI/AAAAAAAAGFI/Cbn64F-cHyM/s400/Picture%2B031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But Pierce had one thing on his mind. An opportunity to shoot his 22 for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u29G2U_h6wk/TsGjNI87h1I/AAAAAAAAGE8/OwHp-hytz0A/s1600/Picture%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674996451600205650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u29G2U_h6wk/TsGjNI87h1I/AAAAAAAAGE8/OwHp-hytz0A/s400/Picture%2B034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat back and watched my little boy experience a right of passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQvxgRJDoP8/TsGi2pJpV1I/AAAAAAAAGEw/KbpEuaQT9dw/s1600/Picture%2B035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674996065106483026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQvxgRJDoP8/TsGi2pJpV1I/AAAAAAAAGEw/KbpEuaQT9dw/s400/Picture%2B035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had two generations of Bush's giving MANY instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDXHyURULIg/TsGijOHzvcI/AAAAAAAAGEk/CRTj9TUZVp4/s1600/Picture%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674995731433504194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDXHyURULIg/TsGijOHzvcI/AAAAAAAAGEk/CRTj9TUZVp4/s400/Picture%2B038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it paid off! He shot the cans dead on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPDJnXdKJVs/TsGiB2jw8AI/AAAAAAAAGEY/KeUCyeKOLwM/s1600/Picture%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674995158172626946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPDJnXdKJVs/TsGiB2jw8AI/AAAAAAAAGEY/KeUCyeKOLwM/s400/Picture%2B039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to practice on the other target, the one with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bulls eye&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of the sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mSaH99PZg_A/TsGhXMHqTUI/AAAAAAAAGEM/ayqORJMlSvg/s1600/Picture%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674994425225956674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mSaH99PZg_A/TsGhXMHqTUI/AAAAAAAAGEM/ayqORJMlSvg/s400/Picture%2B040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some others had to have a turn to show off. Grandpa, the master of the Bush's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTaXvg1lay0/TsGhGCpHgQI/AAAAAAAAGEA/uptbKvfQoRg/s1600/Picture%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674994130624151810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTaXvg1lay0/TsGhGCpHgQI/AAAAAAAAGEA/uptbKvfQoRg/s400/Picture%2B042.jpg" /&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;Paul. The king of rednecks this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hf8cJYaqjlU/TsGgzuH76HI/AAAAAAAAGD0/QemQFn8ZZwM/s1600/Picture%2B044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674993815878625394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hf8cJYaqjlU/TsGgzuH76HI/AAAAAAAAGD0/QemQFn8ZZwM/s400/Picture%2B044.jpg" /&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;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt; the Queen of the Bush's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2IucHMtDW4/TsGgfnmWf4I/AAAAAAAAGDo/eOI8qUPzffM/s1600/Picture%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674993470529765250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2IucHMtDW4/TsGgfnmWf4I/AAAAAAAAGDo/eOI8qUPzffM/s400/Picture%2B047.jpg" /&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;And me. The odd man out of the group. The one who has never shot a gun in her life. What to do? What to do? Why, throw on some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; and join your redneck husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juqQO3P-cbs/TsGgUN0CUnI/AAAAAAAAGDc/93cv_lZgqe4/s1600/Picture%2B045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674993274629280370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juqQO3P-cbs/TsGgUN0CUnI/AAAAAAAAGDc/93cv_lZgqe4/s400/Picture%2B045.jpg" /&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;And please look at the target, I am the one that says mom. Boo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;!!! I might just be good at this redneck thing after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qcAmhuS5sE/TsGf2mJDalI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/tp_DMCuKC04/s1600/Picture%2B046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674992765763807826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qcAmhuS5sE/TsGf2mJDalI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/tp_DMCuKC04/s400/Picture%2B046.jpg" /&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;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/990298211495326353-6825933949495509061?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/6825933949495509061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=6825933949495509061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6825933949495509061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6825933949495509061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-week-daddy-gets-to-be-redneck.html' title='&quot;This week, daddy gets to be a redneck.&quot;'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEZLvwCSY8s/TsGj7AKE5iI/AAAAAAAAGFU/-KwfRNDaV_8/s72-c/Picture%2B024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-6269612254643137407</id><published>2011-11-13T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T12:11:22.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're up North, dontcha know?</title><content type='html'>We are here! We arrived last night after an 8 1/2 hour drive, not too bad, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I get to Michigan I feel the need to speak northern. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dontcha&lt;/span&gt; know? I only wish you could hear me speak in my make believe Northern accent. And wouldn't you know, that as soon as we crossed over into Michigan there was SNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much, but enough for all of us to get excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ6foHiR7T8/TsAhZK3q5qI/AAAAAAAAGDE/sV3O0abPh_4/s1600/Picture%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674572246785124002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ6foHiR7T8/TsAhZK3q5qI/AAAAAAAAGDE/sV3O0abPh_4/s400/Picture%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not going to blog much today, just wanted to report in. We are enjoying catching up and just being with each other. Tomorrow we go see Great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt; (another northern thing, you call grandma, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gramma&lt;/span&gt;, leave the D out) and then Tuesday is the big day. You had better run Bambi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has had a great weekend! I hope to keep up while we are here. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-6269612254643137407?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/6269612254643137407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=6269612254643137407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6269612254643137407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/6269612254643137407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/were-up-north-dontcha-know.html' title='We&apos;re up North, dontcha know?'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ6foHiR7T8/TsAhZK3q5qI/AAAAAAAAGDE/sV3O0abPh_4/s72-c/Picture%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-5898551928305553571</id><published>2011-11-11T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:50:15.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, the effort and some might call it annoyance of getting our pictures taken, paid off. :) Michelle Rhodes took them, and she did a super job!! I really don't have much to say, except that I really love them! Oh, and Pierce is really starting to look older! Funny, how it takes pictures to notice that sometimes. Now, the really fun part for me, deciding which ones to frame!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bq6rl0EjK8/Tr1fKWCjc0I/AAAAAAAAGC4/WjCpoktYZ00/s1600/_DSC2052-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bq6rl0EjK8/Tr1fKWCjc0I/AAAAAAAAGC4/WjCpoktYZ00/s400/_DSC2052-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673795736876315458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUp4ew_7ncg/Tr1fApDvRjI/AAAAAAAAGCs/F9jTKtTi0xM/s1600/_DSC2043-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUp4ew_7ncg/Tr1fApDvRjI/AAAAAAAAGCs/F9jTKtTi0xM/s400/_DSC2043-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673795570182866482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1uQNY8E2CQ/Tr1fAIm8P0I/AAAAAAAAGCg/3cACvTKMQqU/s1600/_DSC1993-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6y3zCd-w0jE/Tr1dcInahKI/AAAAAAAAGAE/4-WKaJECGP8/s400/_DSC2182-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673793843487212706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILtqqU2KLK4/Tr1dblDHrYI/AAAAAAAAF_4/GJ3oblAHSCE/s1600/_DSC2037-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILtqqU2KLK4/Tr1dblDHrYI/AAAAAAAAF_4/GJ3oblAHSCE/s400/_DSC2037-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673793833939742082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-5898551928305553571?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/5898551928305553571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=5898551928305553571' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5898551928305553571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/5898551928305553571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/l-o-v-e.html' title='L-O-V-E'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bq6rl0EjK8/Tr1fKWCjc0I/AAAAAAAAGC4/WjCpoktYZ00/s72-c/_DSC2052-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-2655527668742400057</id><published>2011-11-10T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:59:55.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the festivities begin!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I might be giving the Queen a run for her money this year with lengthy birthday celebrations. My birthday is not for another week, but the festivities have already begun, and I am going to milk every last birthday minute of it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get sappy too often, but I just have to today. Brace yourselves. The women that wanted to celebrate my birthday are 'new' friends. Last year I didn't even know them. Last year, I was probably sitting at home sucking my thumb on my birthday, singing old country songs and drowning my sorrows in brownies. My bestest friends and family were home, and I felt like I had no where to belong. Yet in the midst of my pitiful state God has blessed me yet again. A woman who deserves no blessings, has been given the gift of more friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brittany, Maru and Laurie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUJxAAxU7SM/Trv8MqrCJeI/AAAAAAAAF_s/7Qs9wwayXmg/s1600/IMG_2210.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUJxAAxU7SM/Trv8MqrCJeI/AAAAAAAAF_s/7Qs9wwayXmg/s400/IMG_2210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673405450146686434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then Liz came too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HoivuNBBDYc/Trv8BwNjoaI/AAAAAAAAF_c/VsVLo3AtIqc/s1600/IMG_2211.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HoivuNBBDYc/Trv8BwNjoaI/AAAAAAAAF_c/VsVLo3AtIqc/s400/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673405262655103394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I only wish I could have my Indiana girls here to meet my BG friends. Surely, that will work out one day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29zXAQgtUrQ/Trv8BOvcQFI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/o9UmiRl2WZE/s1600/IMG_2215.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29zXAQgtUrQ/Trv8BOvcQFI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/o9UmiRl2WZE/s400/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673405253670420562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What have I learned in the last year of my life? In the midst of your darkest times, the Lord may give you the most bizarre answer. Uh, hullo, move to BG? You may feel as the blessing is partly a curse. You might worry that your friends will move on without you at home, and that you will never meet anyone who likes you. You might revert to junior highish feelings at the age of 36. And you might even worry that your friends will be upset at the idea of you making new friends. You will might feel guilty for leaving your family and be torn up all the time at the thought of them being upset. You may question your sanity a few times in the process as well. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so I actually did feel all those feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am though. Meeting new people who like me, and making a life in a strange to me place. Treasuring the old and the new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IICg4spBqVA/Trv8Af988dI/AAAAAAAAF_E/9WzIGNfHcE8/s1600/IMG_2214.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IICg4spBqVA/Trv8Af988dI/AAAAAAAAF_E/9WzIGNfHcE8/s400/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673405241114816978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And holding onto 36 with all I got!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLcDcruJgd4/Trv7_yNFYRI/AAAAAAAAF-4/O7Ifm5qJTek/s1600/IMG_2213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLcDcruJgd4/Trv7_yNFYRI/AAAAAAAAF-4/O7Ifm5qJTek/s400/IMG_2213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673405228830253330" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-2655527668742400057?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/2655527668742400057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=2655527668742400057' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2655527668742400057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/2655527668742400057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/let-festivities-begin.html' title='Let the festivities begin!!'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUJxAAxU7SM/Trv8MqrCJeI/AAAAAAAAF_s/7Qs9wwayXmg/s72-c/IMG_2210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-642267669836906586</id><published>2011-11-09T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:37:42.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was like an episode of Wild Kingdom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday my kids were out of school for election day, and I had no real plans for the day. With the lovely time change we just had, Pierce had me out of bed before 6:30, which was actually much better than the 5:40 wake up the day before. Seriously, who invented the time change? They must have not had children. Anyways, I'm sitting on the couch, drinking coffee trying to wake my pretty morning self up, and I get a text alert...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brittany: "Hey, would you be up to going to the Louisville Zoo today? My sister in law is going and said I should come up, and I thought it might be fun if we rode up together." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with that a plan was  born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into get my people there with me mode, but everyone already had commitments. Sad. It was weird to be in LOUISVILLE and not see anyone, but I waved and blew kisses to each and every one of you!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here was our excited little group. On the far left is Maddie (I hope I spelled that correctly!!) she belongs to Brittany's sister in law and brother, who live right in St. Matthews. Then we have Luke and Layton and of course my two offspring. This picture was taken right as the lions were roaring up a storm. It's amazing just how loud and far a lion's roar actually carries. Those two lions faced all of us gawkers and bellowed out some serious noise. I said, I know they are telling us, "I could so kill and eat you in a second, just remember that." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eOaeEvJWDk/TrrAePR_SBI/AAAAAAAAF-s/Jv3esTsQ95M/s1600/IMG_2156.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eOaeEvJWDk/TrrAePR_SBI/AAAAAAAAF-s/Jv3esTsQ95M/s400/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673058306357151762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather was lovely, and the trees were just gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NE16PA6vn2o/TrrAdwoZ97I/AAAAAAAAF-g/XjgNa4yo0_k/s1600/IMG_2147.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NE16PA6vn2o/TrrAdwoZ97I/AAAAAAAAF-g/XjgNa4yo0_k/s400/IMG_2147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673058298129676210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was lots of questions, gazing, and sweet moments to capture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1ONI_JIxYw/TrrABJK6rrI/AAAAAAAAF-U/dHivzvKnJUo/s1600/IMG_2146.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1ONI_JIxYw/TrrABJK6rrI/AAAAAAAAF-U/dHivzvKnJUo/s400/IMG_2146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673057806500671154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However the biggest hit for the kids? The wagon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXKuHZkns0k/TrrAAQSjgJI/AAAAAAAAF-M/Bt0--6VzC14/s1600/IMG_2149.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXKuHZkns0k/TrrAAQSjgJI/AAAAAAAAF-M/Bt0--6VzC14/s400/IMG_2149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673057791231885458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brittany and I joked, we should have just stayed home went to a park and let them pull each other around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE08Avc79a8/Trq__y_-z-I/AAAAAAAAF98/tLYdeQCdEZk/s1600/IMG_2152.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE08Avc79a8/Trq__y_-z-I/AAAAAAAAF98/tLYdeQCdEZk/s400/IMG_2152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673057783369355234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had lots of opportunities to catch some cute moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Di5-p-HC_I/Trq__rLWwCI/AAAAAAAAF9w/N9AGqIeIiw4/s1600/IMG_2161.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Di5-p-HC_I/Trq__rLWwCI/AAAAAAAAF9w/N9AGqIeIiw4/s400/IMG_2161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673057781269577762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I was surprised at how much Pierce and Hope wanted me to take pictures of EVERY-THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_hHsH8NcOk/Trq-weM8MJI/AAAAAAAAF9k/ZWt-bFXp9rg/s1600/IMG_2171.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_hHsH8NcOk/Trq-weM8MJI/AAAAAAAAF9k/ZWt-bFXp9rg/s400/IMG_2171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673056420576899218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy, take one of the giraffes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jMxivzayU8/Trq-vmwfo8I/AAAAAAAAF9Y/ZsQDF_KiWZU/s1600/IMG_2204.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jMxivzayU8/Trq-vmwfo8I/AAAAAAAAF9Y/ZsQDF_KiWZU/s400/IMG_2204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673056405693637570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy, take one of the rhinos.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ElJWHSmZNbE/Trq-vXdUP8I/AAAAAAAAF9M/MJWgUu9MibI/s1600/IMG_2205.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ElJWHSmZNbE/Trq-vXdUP8I/AAAAAAAAF9M/MJWgUu9MibI/s400/IMG_2205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673056401586667458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I just handed the camera over to Pierce and Hope, and let them have at it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you get home and find pictures where you realize your hind end resembles a pancake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuiOxQJzTKM/Trq97Wxlw5I/AAAAAAAAF9A/wQPydr_ctog/s1600/IMG_2186.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuiOxQJzTKM/Trq97Wxlw5I/AAAAAAAAF9A/wQPydr_ctog/s400/IMG_2186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673055508050068370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or that you are in serious need of dental work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSuq3-lUko4/Trq97P-RDsI/AAAAAAAAF80/IG-EbrZXP3Y/s1600/IMG_2190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSuq3-lUko4/Trq97P-RDsI/AAAAAAAAF80/IG-EbrZXP3Y/s400/IMG_2190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673055506224189122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the highlight of the zoo trip for me, and I would say the rest of us, were the grizzly bears. I hadn't been to the Louisville Zoo for probably a year and half, and this exhibit was new. We come walking up and lo and behold I was smack dab in an episode of, 'Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom' (a show we used to always watch when I was a kid) These bears were amazing! The entire time we were there, they were playing and acting like juveniles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chasing each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNCsX7F7jWQ/Trq96uk7f_I/AAAAAAAAF8o/qtn7nMNssTM/s1600/IMG_2176.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNCsX7F7jWQ/Trq96uk7f_I/AAAAAAAAF8o/qtn7nMNssTM/s400/IMG_2176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673055497259548658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Round and round they would go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IZZmSfCqn4/Trq96SFSsGI/AAAAAAAAF8c/X6f3bnpSWfg/s1600/IMG_2177.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IZZmSfCqn4/Trq96SFSsGI/AAAAAAAAF8c/X6f3bnpSWfg/s400/IMG_2177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673055489610657890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then get in the water and just wrestle their little bear hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C3peRumShfQ/Trq9T3jJZ0I/AAAAAAAAF8U/d694-S4WEUk/s1600/IMG_2181.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C3peRumShfQ/Trq9T3jJZ0I/AAAAAAAAF8U/d694-S4WEUk/s400/IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673054829653092162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pierce and Layton were besides themselves with excitement. And I gotta say, it was really, really neat to see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unQBLsjTWKk/Trq9TnksQwI/AAAAAAAAF8A/6Z1CS-vbLoQ/s1600/IMG_2185.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unQBLsjTWKk/Trq9TnksQwI/AAAAAAAAF8A/6Z1CS-vbLoQ/s400/IMG_2185.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673054825364603650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a full day of fun, and getting up while the stars were still shining, we had some pooped out babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZI1VRnEmFw/Trq9TZcIDII/AAAAAAAAF74/oF3lFjfha0s/s1600/IMG_2209.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZI1VRnEmFw/Trq9TZcIDII/AAAAAAAAF74/oF3lFjfha0s/s400/IMG_2209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673054821570579586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun day!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990298211495326353-642267669836906586?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/642267669836906586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=642267669836906586' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/642267669836906586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/642267669836906586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-was-like-episode-of-wild-kingdom.html' title='It was like an episode of Wild Kingdom.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eOaeEvJWDk/TrrAePR_SBI/AAAAAAAAF-s/Jv3esTsQ95M/s72-c/IMG_2156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-1312780081006059795</id><published>2011-11-06T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T13:20:35.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Tree. Our Fire Dept. Our Michigan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our weekend has been busy! We have had lots to do, and with an impending trip in less than a week, it's just getting crazy. Anyone have a Xanax I can borrow? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm about to make some eyes roll, and people shake their heads (Jaime and April) because we put our Christmas tree up this weekend. We've always been early tree puter uperers, but this is even a little early for us. Normally, we would wait another week or so, but in the month of November we will be gone for 12 days and in the month of December I think 10 days. Seeing as how much I heart my tree, I wanted to go ahead and do it now, and not later. Don't judge me people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were SUPER excited to get it up, and to help me decorate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ2wRVd7nzA/TrbeGiDqhTI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/IiXjASclWe8/s1600/IMG_2087.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ2wRVd7nzA/TrbeGiDqhTI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/IiXjASclWe8/s400/IMG_2087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671964984522474802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes it's a little stressful to have 4 extra 'helping' hands in the process, but it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQs243bSvb0/Trbd570M8sI/AAAAAAAAF3I/jZxpVl0SOoY/s1600/IMG_2091.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQs243bSvb0/Trbd570M8sI/AAAAAAAAF3I/jZxpVl0SOoY/s400/IMG_2091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671964768098644674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even let some of my control issues go, and let them put ornaments where they wanted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp9cS2C17lA/Trbd5tlBHQI/AAAAAAAAF24/DUiqphfOPcU/s1600/IMG_2093.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp9cS2C17lA/Trbd5tlBHQI/AAAAAAAAF24/DUiqphfOPcU/s400/IMG_2093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671964764276858114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, I just sat in the dark and enjoyed my tree, and was so glad we went ahead and did it. It makes me happy. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XuFaS9lu85o/Trbd5AatWNI/AAAAAAAAF2s/oPWR1z9Khfg/s1600/IMG_2129.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XuFaS9lu85o/Trbd5AatWNI/AAAAAAAAF2s/oPWR1z9Khfg/s400/IMG_2129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671964752154024146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was also a big day for our Fire Department. It was an open house/meeting/fund raiser thingy, that they have been planning for MONTHS. Lots of hard work went into this event, and we were all praying it was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fB2mHdDgnQk/TrbdLmgECII/AAAAAAAAF2g/V5w-JqjxJ_Q/s1600/IMG_2103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fB2mHdDgnQk/TrbdLmgECII/AAAAAAAAF2g/V5w-JqjxJ_Q/s400/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671963972103047298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rico was in charge of selling the popcorn. Doesn't he looked thrilled over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hY9rv2Ygfwg/TrbdLX5tBDI/AAAAAAAAF2U/9cbtzHo-9ag/s1600/IMG_2107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hY9rv2Ygfwg/TrbdLX5tBDI/AAAAAAAAF2U/9cbtzHo-9ag/s400/IMG_2107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671963968184058930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They let the kids take turns trying out the water hose thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXkh6eXmNhs/TrbdKPMfsxI/AAAAAAAAF2M/UBz7FVK90Zk/s1600/IMG_2098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXkh6eXmNhs/TrbdKPMfsxI/AAAAAAAAF2M/UBz7FVK90Zk/s400/IMG_2098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671963948667089682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope would only do it if her daddy helped her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VU1M-jEMJv0/TrbdJz9cGHI/AAAAAAAAF18/CveHXHQpsRw/s1600/IMG_2100.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VU1M-jEMJv0/TrbdJz9cGHI/AAAAAAAAF18/CveHXHQpsRw/s400/IMG_2100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671963941356181618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had the opportunity to meet Paul's second wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KDjPKUO635M/TrbcUb1YzPI/AAAAAAAAF1w/XP0RlsAHCuU/s1600/IMG_2122.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KDjPKUO635M/TrbcUb1YzPI/AAAAAAAAF1w/XP0RlsAHCuU/s400/IMG_2122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671963024346893554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I heard all night, "Hey Gretchen, you met Paul's other woman yet?" "Gretchen, did you meet the other wife?" Apparently, Paul's quite enamored with this truck right here, and everyone knows it. Paul was so excited for me to sit in it, and turn on the sirens it was ridiculous. I guess I can kinda understand though. It's like when I made him watch Twilight with me one night, I was giddy, and thought he might love it like I do, but he was bored. So, this is kinda like his Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbFPEbTfWbM/TrbcT332vBI/AAAAAAAAF1k/t84v_LaX2pI/s1600/IMG_2124.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbFPEbTfWbM/TrbcT332vBI/AAAAAAAAF1k/t84v_LaX2pI/s400/IMG_2124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671963014693567506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, the kids just love it out here. It's just like a kids paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJRvGZYbjeg/TrbcTr3TynI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/PkBKA5UH8WI/s1600/IMG_2105.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJRvGZYbjeg/TrbcTr3TynI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/PkBKA5UH8WI/s400/IMG_2105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671963011470051954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And they even had entertainment for the adults. This guy sang for us, and he was really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOinlhrjTxo/TrbbvSSnjHI/AAAAAAAAF1M/uwOQjhCRIDs/s1600/IMG_2110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOinlhrjTxo/TrbbvSSnjHI/AAAAAAAAF1M/uwOQjhCRIDs/s400/IMG_2110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671962386129980530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was an all you can eat spaghetti dinner, and Hope LOVES her some spaghetti. I think this was plate number 2. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ch1KdFjGMw/TrbbvNQFIxI/AAAAAAAAF1A/mtegR_grfKE/s1600/IMG_2112.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ch1KdFjGMw/TrbbvNQFIxI/AAAAAAAAF1A/mtegR_grfKE/s400/IMG_2112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671962384777159442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of the night for me though, was seeing Paul so happy to be doing something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f4L555WgC0w/TrbbW0nvFoI/AAAAAAAAF00/SI-LizlSMpk/s1600/IMG_2115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f4L555WgC0w/TrbbW0nvFoI/AAAAAAAAF00/SI-LizlSMpk/s400/IMG_2115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671961965848630914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It means so much to him to be able to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkvG97EcfKE/TrbbWnfSPYI/AAAAAAAAF0k/Im9W0jn3IDU/s1600/IMG_2118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkvG97EcfKE/TrbbWnfSPYI/AAAAAAAAF0k/Im9W0jn3IDU/s400/IMG_2118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671961962323524994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I love that about him. Overall, I would say it was a very successful night for the Barren River Fire Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8agrte33MmE/TrbbWcvA2JI/AAAAAAAAF0c/yJJbgxXIQe0/s1600/IMG_2119.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8agrte33MmE/TrbbWcvA2JI/AAAAAAAAF0c/yJJbgxXIQe0/s400/IMG_2119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671961959436703890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course we went to church this morning, and of course I had to get a picture. I wear these kids out with pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m5kwyfe7hg/Trba38RbVRI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/WSbpQtnbY6E/s1600/IMG_2137.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m5kwyfe7hg/Trba38RbVRI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/WSbpQtnbY6E/s400/IMG_2137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671961435326600466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lastly, we are in full countdown mode to getting to our Michigan. We have not been there in 2 years, and we are all itching to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hunter is psyched to kill and gut and howl at the moon, declaring his manliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSn-9oJI-ow/Trba3UQLzBI/AAAAAAAAF0E/o7p8zL0iRns/s1600/IMG_2138.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSn-9oJI-ow/Trba3UQLzBI/AAAAAAAAF0E/o7p8zL0iRns/s400/IMG_2138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671961424583969810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am hunter, hear me roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AndL0AB2jKM/Trba3L4h0RI/AAAAAAAAFz4/UE6SdTJzNZc/s1600/IMG_2139.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AndL0AB2jKM/Trba3L4h0RI/AAAAAAAAFz4/UE6SdTJzNZc/s400/IMG_2139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671961422337265938" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/990298211495326353-1312780081006059795?l=ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/1312780081006059795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990298211495326353&amp;postID=1312780081006059795' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1312780081006059795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990298211495326353/posts/default/1312780081006059795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratherbeshopping.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-tree-our-fire-dept-our-michigan.html' title='Our Tree. Our Fire Dept. Our Michigan.'/><author><name>ginmommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03757910547973744465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FIXIg50zCw/TxzSF8Wk3hI/AAAAAAAAHbY/cn5h6_HXNOU/s220/IMG_3336.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ2wRVd7nzA/TrbeGiDqhTI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/IiXjASclWe8/s72-c/IMG_2087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990298211495326353.post-8378322017748811815</id><published>2011-11-01T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:04:05.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Trick or Treat, smell my feet, gimmie something good to eat"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Halloween 2011 has come and gone, and we have enough candy to last us until Easter!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe we are in November already! Now things get really crazy until January. Yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Halloween though. Our fun started with a fall party at Pierce's school. I was one of the moms who volunteered to help out, and I was given the food job. Sugar high, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0YmO60OODE/TrCAkTSNsLI/AAAAAAAAFvY/EHJQNGFZZdE/s1600/IMG_2035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0YmO60OODE/TrCAkTSNsLI/AAAAAAAAFvY/EHJQNGFZZdE/s400/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670173291999768754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also had a very special helper with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlPbMNaL3fY/TrCAToxefxI/AAAAAAAAFvI/ZkOUpJl-KOQ/s1600/IMG_2036.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlPbMNaL3fY/TrCAToxefxI/AAAAAAAAFvI/ZkOUpJl-KOQ/s400/IMG_2036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670173005710262034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe that next Halloween I will have them both at school here. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_Jz_Yn_R2o/TrCASzZfAgI/AAAAAAAAFu8/RyAiB8-jQgs/s1600/IMG_2037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_Jz_Yn_R2o/TrCASzZfAgI/AAAAAAAAFu8/RyAiB8-jQgs/s400/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670172991382553090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Onto Halloween night. Brittany was sweet, and invited us to trick or treat in their neighborhood with them. Yea!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drum roll.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cowgirl and Snake Eyes!! And for those who don't know who Snake Eyes is (such as myself) he's a G.I. dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fZIKZsoukmA/TrCASCvgShI/AAAAAAAAFuw/24vfJOSsEaA/s1600/IMG_2042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fZIKZsoukmA/TrCASCvgShI/AAAAAAAAFuw/24vfJOSsEaA/s400/IMG_2042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670172978321574418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to spend some time with some other very cute characters. Mickey Mouse, who at 1 years old thought he could pull the gang all around ;) A firefighter, and Buzz Lightyear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDtswid7Yto/TrCAR3G06EI/AAAAAAAAFuk/BSGF8JM47yk/s1600/IMG_2044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDtswid7Yto/TrCAR3G06EI/AAAAAAAAFuk/BSGF8JM47yk/s400/IMG_2044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670172975198169154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where Blake and Brittany live they have an area called "Pumpkin Alley"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epAS0UkA3wA/TrB_NZMu_FI/AAAAAAAAFuY/Oh5q_fSlbSs/s1600/IMG_2052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epAS0UkA3wA/TrB_NZMu_FI/AAAAAAAAFuY/Oh5q_fSlbSs/s400/IMG_2052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670171798938778706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And let me tell you, it was neat! It reminded me of the scene in E.T. where all the kids were trick or treating. I heard today that they estimated about 900 people there! It didn't feel like chaos though, it was more like a nice festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wxMzOzy9_k/TrB_MvmaMRI/AAAAAAAAFuM/pQ97zrwBN_M/s1600/IMG_2059.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wxMzOzy9_k/TrB_MvmaMRI/AAAAAAAAFuM/pQ97zrwBN_M/s400/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670171787772178706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The streets were lined with carved pumpkins and bags, and all the houses were decorated. People sat outside and handed out their candy. Last year, we didn't know anyone and had to trick or treat at the mall, it sure beat out that ghetto scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nW0ySAaTqhI/TrB_MM7UGqI/AAAAAAAAFuA/PgSVtbKpJew/s1600/IMG_2057.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nW0ySAaTqhI/TrB_MM7UGqI/AAAAAAAAFuA/PgSVtbKpJew/s400/IMG_2057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670171778464619170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And many of the adults were dressed up too. I had to take a picture of this one for all my Colts peeps. Check him out! Peyton Manning with a neck injury. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JTq1eaAOv_w/TrB-g_5HMII/AAAAAAAAFtw/a44itOgfPqI/s1600/IMG_2055.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JTq1eaAOv_w/TrB-g_5HMII/AAAAAAAAFtw/a44itOgfPqI/s400/IMG_2055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670171036231348354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My kids got to run up to many homes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYv8gle_ZLk/TrB-gtpab6I/AAAAAAAAFtk/r8HsRxMkhfo/s1600/IMG_2046.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYv8gle_ZLk/TrB-gtpab6I/AAAAAAAAFtk/r8HsRxMkhfo/s400/IMG_2046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670171031333662626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And even get candy from some interesting characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATEnEQ8QpN0/TrB-fttotUI/AAAAAAAAFtY/PJ2CzAOaB-4/s1600/IMG_2061.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATEnEQ8QpN0/TrB-fttotUI/AAAAAAAAFtY/PJ2CzAOaB-4/s400/IMG_2061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670171014171505986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a couple hours of Halloween fun, our kids were getting cold and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCwIJ5_F8AU/TrB-fHJqeBI/AAAAAAAAFtM/OIAFPv_P5KI/s1600/IMG_2062.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;"
