<?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-324760016999026198</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:07:08.350-08:00</updated><category term='wedding'/><title type='text'>This Girl Friday</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-1822213757338832972</id><published>2012-01-07T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:12:02.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's First Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RjfsgNEjjEM/TwkfIwTTZBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xsyBbbRPPnM/s1600/PICT0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RjfsgNEjjEM/TwkfIwTTZBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xsyBbbRPPnM/s320/PICT0001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent Christmas with my family this year. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leland opened his first present and was more interested in the paper than the actual gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkuIfQZAi8Q/TwkiGgwCVfI/AAAAAAAAAVc/v7tUFUWkbIU/s1600/PICT0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkuIfQZAi8Q/TwkiGgwCVfI/AAAAAAAAAVc/v7tUFUWkbIU/s200/PICT0021.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He crawled around from family member to family member as they opened their gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;eventually he wore himself out. &amp;nbsp;He's hardly bigger than his stocking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBR1Bf83d-8/Twkifh6w0pI/AAAAAAAAAWM/iC7Qdt9mq6I/s1600/PICT0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBR1Bf83d-8/Twkifh6w0pI/AAAAAAAAAWM/iC7Qdt9mq6I/s320/PICT0034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mom took Leland for a ride around the yard in her wagon. &amp;nbsp;He loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PMLhQuFNmbM/TwkiKkvDS2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/QccSCAQUaMY/s1600/PICT0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PMLhQuFNmbM/TwkiKkvDS2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/QccSCAQUaMY/s320/PICT0024.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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zY12bwJcZAs/TwkiXCGl4lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/BxpS72jMdX0/s1600/PICT0026+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zY12bwJcZAs/TwkiXCGl4lI/AAAAAAAAAV8/BxpS72jMdX0/s320/PICT0026+%25282%2529.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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;ryce joined us on New Year's Eve and we headed up to Mark's parents house to celebrate Christmas all over again! &amp;nbsp;We enjoyed our time at the Peoples' it was perfectly relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50KYvlDtF44/Twkh-PgIKAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8pyEne8U23Q/s1600/PICT0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50KYvlDtF44/Twkh-PgIKAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8pyEne8U23Q/s320/PICT0010.JPG" width="320" /&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/324760016999026198-1822213757338832972?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/1822213757338832972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=1822213757338832972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1822213757338832972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1822213757338832972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2012/01/babys-first-christmas.html' title='Baby&apos;s First Christmas'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RjfsgNEjjEM/TwkfIwTTZBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xsyBbbRPPnM/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-8590848798014693415</id><published>2011-12-23T15:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T15:58:59.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* Merry Christmas *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzh5KKVVf90/TvUVSF0x0xI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rzvWRLL0Bhs/s1600/Leland+%2526+Santa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzh5KKVVf90/TvUVSF0x0xI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rzvWRLL0Bhs/s400/Leland+%2526+Santa.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/324760016999026198-8590848798014693415?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/8590848798014693415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=8590848798014693415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8590848798014693415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8590848798014693415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='* Merry Christmas *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzh5KKVVf90/TvUVSF0x0xI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rzvWRLL0Bhs/s72-c/Leland+%2526+Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-3005777849418720977</id><published>2011-12-08T02:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T02:24:23.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* CHRISTMASTIME *</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bryce was here for a week during Thanksgiving break,&amp;nbsp;so we took a family trip to the Johnson Tree Farm in&amp;nbsp;Boulder Creek. &amp;nbsp;If you have not been there, you should go. &amp;nbsp;They are a delightful, family owned and operated local tree farm. &amp;nbsp;Farmer Ron (Johnson) greeted us as we brought our tree down the hill to the shaking machine. &amp;nbsp;He told us he has been caring for our tree for 7 years and that he had given our tree a "haircut" in January to shape it into its perfect Christmas tree shape. &amp;nbsp;We drank hot chocolate and apple cider near the picnic area and firepit (where you can roast marshmallows). &amp;nbsp;There is a quaint gift shop too in case you need to pick up any more holiday decorations. &amp;nbsp;And we took a hayride up the hill, led by our very own neighbor and hayride conductor Tim Folkert! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNGi_5X5l3s/TuCLiNDICII/AAAAAAAAATg/hRcCerWFBqc/s1600/PICT0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNGi_5X5l3s/TuCLiNDICII/AAAAAAAAATg/hRcCerWFBqc/s200/PICT0001.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Johnson Tree Farm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jas6pCpZ2jU/TuCLmukRgCI/AAAAAAAAATo/lK-lp-Kjoxs/s1600/PICT0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jas6pCpZ2jU/TuCLmukRgCI/AAAAAAAAATo/lK-lp-Kjoxs/s320/PICT0002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bryce found our "perfect" Christmas tree. &amp;nbsp;Its name is "HOLIDAY"!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8yXm-iAO8As/TuCLq6myPGI/AAAAAAAAATw/04xrHt7hOPg/s1600/PICT0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8yXm-iAO8As/TuCLq6myPGI/AAAAAAAAATw/04xrHt7hOPg/s200/PICT0004.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is "the one", we are sure of it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZGNdmKP9mw/TuCL8mV5hWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LP12nAQ1IKA/s1600/PICT0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZGNdmKP9mw/TuCL8mV5hWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LP12nAQ1IKA/s200/PICT0020.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Success!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3dOFD8U3xM0/TuCMA8kVCDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/uNZ2TSEQkYA/s1600/PICT0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3dOFD8U3xM0/TuCMA8kVCDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/uNZ2TSEQkYA/s200/PICT0026.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pumpkin Rolling&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2iPWCWbtDw/TuCMFPj_uGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4uLLICvYBkw/s1600/PICT0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2iPWCWbtDw/TuCMFPj_uGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4uLLICvYBkw/s200/PICT0034.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leland checking out the goat.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-3005777849418720977?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/3005777849418720977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=3005777849418720977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3005777849418720977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3005777849418720977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmastime.html' title='* CHRISTMASTIME *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNGi_5X5l3s/TuCLiNDICII/AAAAAAAAATg/hRcCerWFBqc/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-292979169175751964</id><published>2011-11-02T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:26:35.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* HALLOWEEN *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nXob3x_0Zlo/Tt5fIfJV2GI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fPWCMfYb3pw/s1600/PICT0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nXob3x_0Zlo/Tt5fIfJV2GI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fPWCMfYb3pw/s400/PICT0007.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Halloween our costumes came together at the last minute. &amp;nbsp;On Sunday afternoon (the 30th) we were busy creating. &amp;nbsp;Well mostly Mark, he always goes the extra mile for his costume. &amp;nbsp;I didn't, I found mine at the used clothing store Moon Zoom downtown Santa Cruz. &amp;nbsp;All I had to come up with was Dorothy's ruby slippers. &amp;nbsp;Mark had some red spray paint left over from some job and I bought a bottle of red glitter and voila my gold heels are now ruby slippers! &amp;nbsp;Leland's warm costume came from the Little People's store in Scotts Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyeTb-GennY/Tt5fdpN5sDI/AAAAAAAAASw/LAdh_XKZxSk/s1600/PICT0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyeTb-GennY/Tt5fdpN5sDI/AAAAAAAAASw/LAdh_XKZxSk/s320/PICT0011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We headed downtown for dinner at Hula's to celebrate Brenda's birthday then on to the informal parade down Pacific Avenue. &amp;nbsp;We felt famous, everyone wanted to take our photo or be in a photo with us. &amp;nbsp;It was fun for a while, until our cheeks hurt from smiling. &amp;nbsp;We've already started tossing around ideas for next year... though I'm sure we wont get started making the costumes until the last minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZghDs1PNY4o/Tt5fh9bjTkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yVBuQCPXjnE/s1600/PICT0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZghDs1PNY4o/Tt5fh9bjTkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yVBuQCPXjnE/s320/PICT0017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are with Glenda the good witch and the wicked witch of the east.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6904cTfDHw/Tt5fqXbTpII/AAAAAAAAATI/0K1SQBYYKtQ/s1600/PICT0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6904cTfDHw/Tt5fqXbTpII/AAAAAAAAATI/0K1SQBYYKtQ/s320/PICT0020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are with a wicked witch, the scarecrow and a flying monkey.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXu9XU_ADhY/Tt5fupR6RhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OR7feFaBf9A/s1600/PICT0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXu9XU_ADhY/Tt5fupR6RhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OR7feFaBf9A/s320/PICT0022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We even stumbled across the gate keeper to Oz!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-292979169175751964?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/292979169175751964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=292979169175751964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/292979169175751964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/292979169175751964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='* HALLOWEEN *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nXob3x_0Zlo/Tt5fIfJV2GI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fPWCMfYb3pw/s72-c/PICT0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-4692004476709845131</id><published>2011-11-01T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:28:25.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* Firsts *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How fitting to write about Leland's "firsts" on November 1st.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Where did the entire month of October go???)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Since the last post Leland has has his FIRST taste of real food. &amp;nbsp;He is enjoying rice cereal, pureed carrots, broccoli, sweet potatoes and banana. &amp;nbsp;He LOVES to eat, he wants anything that his daddy &amp;amp; I are eating and when you feed him, you can't shovel the food in fast enough. &amp;nbsp;He had his FIRST drink of water from a sippy cup. &amp;nbsp;He can roll and scoot and maneuver anywhere he wants to. &amp;nbsp;He hasn't quite made it to his FIRST crawl, but he gets up on hands and knees and rocks quite often. &amp;nbsp;At 6 months old he broke the 12 lb. mark by 1 oz. &amp;nbsp;He had his FIRST Halloween yesterday! &amp;nbsp;I'll blog about that tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;I'm afraid if I don't record these firsts somewhere I may never remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2FM7GKs_Bw/Tt0aNff7oxI/AAAAAAAAASA/7AIGa0g4b5o/s1600/PICT0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2FM7GKs_Bw/Tt0aNff7oxI/AAAAAAAAASA/7AIGa0g4b5o/s200/PICT0009.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iMD20w591JI/Tt0aI3mgT8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/QpHAckrmPgU/s1600/PICT0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iMD20w591JI/Tt0aI3mgT8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/QpHAckrmPgU/s200/PICT0008.JPG" width="200" /&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/-L_K8_2kSnV0/Tt0aRT757wI/AAAAAAAAASI/V1PL9r1RMz4/s1600/PICT0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_K8_2kSnV0/Tt0aRT757wI/AAAAAAAAASI/V1PL9r1RMz4/s320/PICT0011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuWl2KtgHYA/Tt0aEaktuPI/AAAAAAAAARw/9_GD5jwndyo/s1600/PICT0008+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuWl2KtgHYA/Tt0aEaktuPI/AAAAAAAAARw/9_GD5jwndyo/s320/PICT0008+%25282%2529.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/324760016999026198-4692004476709845131?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/4692004476709845131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=4692004476709845131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/4692004476709845131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/4692004476709845131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/11/firsts.html' title='* Firsts *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2FM7GKs_Bw/Tt0aNff7oxI/AAAAAAAAASA/7AIGa0g4b5o/s72-c/PICT0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-8831267617928175603</id><published>2011-10-03T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:29:50.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* working mama *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its been almost 2 months since I started back to work 4 days a week. It has been quite an adjustment. &amp;nbsp;Every morning I find it hard to say goodbye to Leland and so far it hasn't gotten any easier. &amp;nbsp;I don't expect it to get easier, really. &amp;nbsp;Today is my day off though, and I plan to enjoy every minute I have with him. &amp;nbsp;And to do irrational working mother things like... hold him in my arms for the entirety of his morning nap. &amp;nbsp;Why put him in his crib when I can snuggle him in my arms until they go all tingly? &amp;nbsp;&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/324760016999026198-8831267617928175603?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/8831267617928175603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=8831267617928175603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8831267617928175603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8831267617928175603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/10/working-mama.html' title='* working mama *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-3759157911773500146</id><published>2011-09-24T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T12:47:02.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* where has the time gone? *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baby is 5 1/2 months old already and not a single post on this little bundle of cuteness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dg3OjozG2dw/Tn4bSY8wRvI/AAAAAAAAARI/xZeCCGYlRus/s320/Leland.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655988184772790002" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leland James Peoples (taken June 9, 2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am determined to blog more, mostly because I want to have a record of photos and stories of Leland's babyhood.  So I start today and hope to be a frequent blogger.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little baby is not so little any more.  He weighs 12 lbs now, is 24 inches long and wears 3 month clothing and some 3-6 month outfits too.  He smiles often and with his whole face not just an upturned mouth. He loves his satin monkey blanket and his pacifier to go to bed.  He rolls over front to back and back to front.  I even caught him rolling straight into the living room closet (I left the door open and he was curious).  He loves to look out at the world, up at the sky and the trees, and to be read books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture above is one of my favorites, its the screen saver on my desktop at work but my baby doesn't look like that anymore, he looks older.  His looks seem to change from week to week, sometimes over night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHHevvUdWW0/Tn4fAfLPByI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tdAz86KPYjQ/s320/Leland%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655992275253004066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leland being kissed by Aunt Victoria&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXGulUwGzWw/Tn4fEoDtMYI/AAAAAAAAARY/xelEHvC71DY/s320/Leland%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655992346356822402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leland sitting upright, with lots of help from his little seat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/324760016999026198-3759157911773500146?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/3759157911773500146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=3759157911773500146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3759157911773500146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3759157911773500146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-has-time-gone.html' title='* where has the time gone? *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dg3OjozG2dw/Tn4bSY8wRvI/AAAAAAAAARI/xZeCCGYlRus/s72-c/Leland.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-5674988949165274515</id><published>2011-02-14T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T08:19:09.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* nesting *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With 8 weeks left to go, I've definitely hit the "nesting" phase of pregnancy. The crib we ordered arrived 2 weeks ago.  I could hardly wait to get it assembled.  Once assembled, I started obsessing over the crib bedding.  We bought a "mini crib" to fit in our &lt;i&gt;mini&lt;/i&gt; house, which made finding bedding that I was in love with in stores or online extremely hard.  Luckily, my mom offered to make bedding for me!  So I made a little trip to Beverly's las week and then to Harts Fabrics.  Below is a picture of what I chose.  I can't wait to see it finished!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o94Y9g6Q5Mk/TVmz8X9mnMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WkAHYFSlmL4/s1600/Peoples%2BFamily%2BPhotos%252C%2B2010%2B032.jpg"&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/-o94Y9g6Q5Mk/TVmz8X9mnMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WkAHYFSlmL4/s400/Peoples%2BFamily%2BPhotos%252C%2B2010%2B032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573683863653620930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The polka dots will be 2 different crib sheets.  The artwork I ordered last month from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/60257480/alphabet-animals-animal-numbers-print"&gt;this shop&lt;/a&gt; on Esty.  All in all this nesting stuff is kind of fun, though I'm sure my husband would beg to differ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I think I am driving him crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-5674988949165274515?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/5674988949165274515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=5674988949165274515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5674988949165274515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5674988949165274515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/02/nesting.html' title='* nesting *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o94Y9g6Q5Mk/TVmz8X9mnMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WkAHYFSlmL4/s72-c/Peoples%2BFamily%2BPhotos%252C%2B2010%2B032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-3313083740948062956</id><published>2011-02-08T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T09:01:58.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* family photos *</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TVFz3h9ccrI/AAAAAAAAAPo/XJCMU4yLvVY/s400/Peoples%2BFamily%2BPhotos%252C%2B2010%2B003.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571361611880100530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few shots from our "family photo shoot" days before Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to get Christmas Photo Cards sent out this year, but they turned into New Year's Cards. The photos were taken by our friend, &lt;a href="http://www.mikemurrowphotography.com/diego/index2.php"&gt;Mike Murrow&lt;/a&gt;, at the Felton Covered Bridge.  Don't feel bad if you didn't get one of the above mentioned New Year's Cards, I did not order enough and many friends were left out.  I promise to order more next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TVF1jOZ1apI/AAAAAAAAAP4/v7ZYLcuBvT4/s400/Peoples%2BFamily%2BPhotos%252C%2B2010%2B024.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363462056340114" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TVF2iAuRUWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Zlo-YjjHD-o/s400/Peoples%2BFamily%2BPhotos%252C%2B2010%2B014.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571364540715716962" /&gt;Just for fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-3313083740948062956?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/3313083740948062956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=3313083740948062956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3313083740948062956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3313083740948062956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-photos.html' title='* family photos *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TVFz3h9ccrI/AAAAAAAAAPo/XJCMU4yLvVY/s72-c/Peoples%2BFamily%2BPhotos%252C%2B2010%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-3230469213699468829</id><published>2011-01-03T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T12:28:05.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* 2010 Catch-up *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been in such neglect of this blog... to make up for it, here is some serious photo catch-up of 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over Labor Day we visited the Monterey Bay Aquarium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIfzaOdrkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/of89TikV2zg/s320/Bryce%2BAquarium%252C%2BSeptember%2B2010%2B039.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558039858202390082" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the Aquarium we had to play at Dennis the Menace Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIwk7ISAZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_mR-qhcBtY0/s200/Bryce%2BAquarium%252C%2BSeptember%2B2010%2B069.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558058301034463634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIuUcSFjVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ThQosTyG5no/s200/Bryce%2BAquarium%252C%2BSeptember%2B2010%2B076.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558055818852928850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIZilWyt6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/rclY404JYtE/s1600/Bryce%252C%2BAll%2B2010%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October means HALLOWEEN.  Mark &amp;amp; I both love this "holiday".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark went all out decorating our front yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIt-bi_gwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60HR_JKqcuQ/s200/Bryce%252C%2BAll%2B2010%2B030.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558055440698278658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIb7h_zlFI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OV1puMtJIuQ/s200/Bryce%252C%2BAll%2B2010%2B043.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558035599680836690" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIZilWyt6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/rclY404JYtE/s200/Bryce%252C%2BAll%2B2010%2B038.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558032972062570402" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIX4c8jHVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kfK-5ijMEtg/s1600/Bryce%252C%2BAll%2B2010%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a pumpkin carving party at our little cabin.  Our friends Sara, Tim and Baby Asher, Brenda, Jackie, Lipert and my brother Bill joined in the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIs8ufKDzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/sw4gZmN_nSA/s320/Bryce%252C%2BAll%2B2010%2B006.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558054311911100210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For our costumes we decided on Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Werewolf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIvgaUSbeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rrnJtyH6zYE/s400/Bryce%252C%2BAll%2B2010%2B017.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558057123995348450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all for now, I'll post Christmas soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-3230469213699468829?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/3230469213699468829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=3230469213699468829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3230469213699468829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3230469213699468829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-catch-up.html' title='* 2010 Catch-up *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TSIfzaOdrkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/of89TikV2zg/s72-c/Bryce%2BAquarium%252C%2BSeptember%2B2010%2B039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-2820559856859421607</id><published>2010-08-21T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T11:37:06.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* G R E E N update *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reporting on my recently implemented going green changes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Reducing Junk Mail...  I collected all of my mail for one week in this pile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/THAb0V5m-qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GIaC4TwZ8xg/s320/magazines.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507932930320038562" /&gt;to show you how much I currently receive.  Here are the steps I took to reduce my junk mail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step One: Collect all mail in one spot all week to see exactly what you recieve and from whom.  (You may have to do this multiple weeks just to make sure you recieve those once monthly mailers as well.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step Two: Locate phone numbers or websites in periodicals or magazines.  Call or email the companies to request your name be taken off their delivery list.  I did this with the Scotts Valley Times, Press Banner &amp;amp; Business Week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step Three: Find out which of your bills offer e-billing or paperless statements and sign up for these, again online or by phone.  I was already receiving quite a few bills online, but I went thru the rest of the accounts to sign up for "e-bills", "eco bills" or "online biling".  There are a few though which I cannot opt out of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step Four: Log on to the &lt;a href="http://www.donotmail.org/form.php?id=50"&gt;Do Not Mail website&lt;/a&gt; and fill out their "opt out" form.  This will stop other unwanted mailings. You know the kind that dont have a phone number or website to contact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This process only took me 25 minutes, once I had saved my mail for the entire week, 25 minutes total to call, email or log on to end my paper billing or mailings.  Not bad!  I should see results within the next month.  I will continue to save my mail up week by week to visibly see how much I am reducing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Reusable Bags:  I have faithfully brought my reusable bags with me everywhere, and even remembered to bring them into the stores with me.  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.adamshome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;, I am also washing these regularly to avoid nasty germs like E. coli.  Now what to do about the small plastic bags for my veggies (you know the ones that are sometimes wet from the veggie misters)???  I don't bag most of the produce I buy but sometimes you almost need to.  And what about the handy plastic bag for meat products, I definitely do not want meat juices to touch my other foods.  I'll let you know what solution I find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I continue to work on the above steps I will also concentrate on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Reducing household electricity usage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Reducing waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-2820559856859421607?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/2820559856859421607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=2820559856859421607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/2820559856859421607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/2820559856859421607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2010/08/g-r-e-e-n-update.html' title='* G R E E N update *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/THAb0V5m-qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GIaC4TwZ8xg/s72-c/magazines.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-7878139909011396259</id><published>2010-08-09T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:51:36.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going G R E E N</title><content type='html'>I recently forced my husband to watch the documentary "&lt;a href="http://www.noimpactdoc.com/index_m.php"&gt;No Impact Man&lt;/a&gt;". It chronicles a year in the life of writer, Colin Beavan, his wife and their daughter as they attempt to have zero impact on the environment. What's great about the documentary is the wife is reluctant to go 'no impact', though she is willing to do so in support of her husband and his "project". For her, it was difficult to give up electricity, toilet paper, cosmetics, and shopping. I thought it was refreshing to see her struggle with the desire for the things which are typically so easily accesible, yet she willingly gives them up for the sake of her husband's project. The other part that made the movie palletable was that they went no impact in stages. I won't ruin the movie completely, but they did not go no impact "COLD TURKEY". I think it was this part (the stages) that has encouraged me to make changes in my own life. So here is my plan... I"m going to share my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;minor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; attempts at going green on this blog. Mostly for accountability but also because there are some truly minor changes that can make a big difference for our environment now and for future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step One: Reduce junk mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Two: Use only re-useable bags for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-7878139909011396259?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/7878139909011396259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=7878139909011396259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/7878139909011396259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/7878139909011396259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-g-r-e-e-n.html' title='going G R E E N'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-5663858521701340351</id><published>2010-08-09T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T08:38:31.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One year ago... we were on our honeymoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFqsLynYzI/AAAAAAAAALk/SPl00qlq6pk/s400/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+094.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503797526935331634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to these places... Hearst Castle, Justing Vineyards &amp;amp; the Santa Barbara Mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFx-KxZzjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/076v6YZ3c8M/s200/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+004.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503805532480851506" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFrhpli6BI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wKp2daFdZDw/s200/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+025.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503798445466642450" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFuVs9m-pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Fp06IKxk1h0/s200/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+171.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503801538749332114" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We saw... Elephant Seals near Cambria, rode bikes in Santa Barbara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and went to every beach we could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFsAGLzpxI/AAAAAAAAAME/Zu6pnBZ4Jfg/s200/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+110.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503798968539391762" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFvN5GDnjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EQqS7LPJsBs/s200/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+182.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503802504078663218" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFrQTlUUnI/AAAAAAAAAL0/PTh4rg6PGm4/s200/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+104.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503798147502330482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One year ago I became a step-mom to this lovely boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFwiCCQY8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ACqx1MFDYp0/s400/Peoples+Wedding+Photos,+Aug+2009+178.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503803949587653570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One year ago, seems like a few months ago.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My how time flies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-5663858521701340351?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/5663858521701340351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=5663858521701340351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5663858521701340351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5663858521701340351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-year-ago.html' title='One Year Ago'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/TGFqsLynYzI/AAAAAAAAALk/SPl00qlq6pk/s72-c/Honeymoon,+Aug+2009+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-1992416036608636584</id><published>2010-04-25T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:23:59.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*BUSY is no excuse*</title><content type='html'>Well for the record I have been BUSY, but who isn't BUSY? (If you aren't busy give me a call... I have some projects for you.) And I do realize that my last post was about Halloween, I should show off our costumes but that will have to wait until a later post. Today's post is about HAITI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is in Haiti right now with a group of 12 other volunteers. They are in the town of Jacmel at an orphanage called the Hands &amp;amp; Feet Project. You can read more about the &lt;a href="http://www.handsandfeetproject.org/home.php"&gt;Hands &amp;amp; Feet Project here&lt;/a&gt;. I have been fortunate enough to hear from him twice already; he is absolutely in love with the orphans and has seen some unimaginable devastation. He is already talking about a return trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since their first day in Haiti, Mark &amp;amp; his brother Cameron have been teaching Karate to a group of eager young boys. A few days later he made them Karate Kid headbands out of one of his t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464188664094176386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/S9Syo7UMtII/AAAAAAAAAK0/5QrhMaisgJI/s400/Haiti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for him to return so I can hear all about the trip. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; keep you posted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-1992416036608636584?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/1992416036608636584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=1992416036608636584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1992416036608636584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1992416036608636584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2010/04/busy-is-no-excuse.html' title='*BUSY is no excuse*'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/S9Syo7UMtII/AAAAAAAAAK0/5QrhMaisgJI/s72-c/Haiti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-5810768277512736667</id><published>2009-12-05T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:48:58.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* wedding photos *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://rebeccastark.blogspot.com/2009/11/summer-wedding.html"&gt;Rebecca Stark's Blog &lt;/a&gt;for more photos from the wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-5810768277512736667?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/5810768277512736667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=5810768277512736667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5810768277512736667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5810768277512736667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/12/wedding-photos.html' title='* wedding photos *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-5788172952899723829</id><published>2009-10-12T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:57:41.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; Halloween! I love costumes... I love candy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I love pumpkins!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am lucky that my husband loves Halloween as much as I do. Yesterday we got to work on our costumes, (stay tuned for photos at the end of the month). I'll give you a quick taste of what's to come... &lt;em&gt;ALICE IN WONDERLAND&lt;/em&gt;. I'm planning to be the Queen of Hearts and Mark is working on his Caterpillar costume. Our friends are working on their costumes too. The cast of characters includes the White Rabbit, the Mad Hatter &amp;amp; of course Alice. We are accepting applications for a Cheshire Cat, a playing Card, and Tweedle Dee or Tweedle Dum (or both). Yesterday, we also put up some spooky purple lights and carved our pumpkins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my Cat Pumpkin, notice the scary fangs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391801616232714322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/StOHAMLtkFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MogPTgCFBq0/s400/Giselle+239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Mark's Cyclopse, it reminds me of Monsters Inc.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391804346985504306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/StOJfJB6XjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wz82lZ6ZVws/s400/Giselle+245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-5788172952899723829?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/5788172952899723829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=5788172952899723829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5788172952899723829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5788172952899723829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-halloween-i-love-costumes.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/StOHAMLtkFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MogPTgCFBq0/s72-c/Giselle+239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-7234386228403485695</id><published>2009-09-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:19:14.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* marriage = sharing *</title><content type='html'>I feel as though I have returned to preschool, learning a lesson about sharing toys or crayons with my fellow students. Instead, I am learning to share all sorts of things with my beloved husband. And it doesn't make it much easier to share just because I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I have to share with my husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the couch&lt;br /&gt;* the remote control&lt;br /&gt;* closet space&lt;br /&gt;* chores (I think I'm ready to switch, I'll empty the trash &amp;amp; recycle, he can do the laundry!)&lt;br /&gt;* socks (when aforementioned laundry has not been done in a timely manner.)&lt;br /&gt;* Adidas sweat pants (I'm not sure we share anymore, he wears them all the time now.)&lt;br /&gt;* space in the medicine cabinet&lt;br /&gt;* the camera&lt;br /&gt;* holidays with eachother's extended families&lt;br /&gt;* the bed (why does it feel as though he is always sleeping in the middle?)&lt;br /&gt;* a toothbrush (occasionally when we travel... its better than enduring the morning breath.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today my husband tried to make me share something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my contacts!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my shower I went to put my contacts in so I could see the world clearly and to my surprise my contact case was EMPTY! This normally wouldn't be such a big deal, except I am now using my last pair of dispoasable contact lenses. I checked my eyes just to be sure I did not sleep in them last night. Then I found Mark's contact case.... low and behold his contacts were still there but he had already left for work. I called him to say he was "wearing my contact lenses".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: "Are you sure?"&lt;br /&gt;G: "Can you see clearly?"&lt;br /&gt;M: "Well, do you need them?"&lt;br /&gt;G: "YES, I need them. They are my last pair. Can you come home to return my contacts and put in your own?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you husband. What's mine is yours... &lt;em&gt;except&lt;/em&gt; for my contacts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-7234386228403485695?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/7234386228403485695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=7234386228403485695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/7234386228403485695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/7234386228403485695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/09/marriage-sharing.html' title='* marriage = sharing *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-8360232848949055044</id><published>2009-08-27T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:30:46.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>* Wedding Photos *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wedding Photos are here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out the slideshow my photographer made... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rebeccastarkphotography.com/peoples" target="_blank"&gt;www.rebeccastarkphotography.com/peoples&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/324760016999026198-8360232848949055044?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/8360232848949055044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=8360232848949055044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8360232848949055044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8360232848949055044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding-photos.html' title='* Wedding Photos *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-1015811611726467580</id><published>2009-08-11T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:28:57.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>* Mrs. Peoples *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I am officially a married lady!  Here are a few photos taken by friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368819512947343762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SoHg5txpgZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hRzKxlLqZAo/s400/5534_1191119133937_1107142576_30607674_4873849_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The bouquets were absolutely beautiful!  They were made by my friend Erin of &lt;a href="http://eadamsdesigns.showitsite.com/"&gt;Eadams Designs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SoHfXEVhwqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/003XaMwHDsg/s1600-h/DSCN0202_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368817818196361890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SoHfXEVhwqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/003XaMwHDsg/s400/DSCN0202_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Dad walking me down the aisle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368819228198502002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SoHgpJAO_nI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PiqoK7yghkk/s400/5256_1180179593506_1498675503_476518_5661189_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Becoming husband &amp;amp; wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SoHfPbr04uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/H2b9lvVZu14/s1600-h/5291_110883029270_797874270_2066690_1756803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368817687024952034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SoHfPbr04uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/H2b9lvVZu14/s400/5291_110883029270_797874270_2066690_1756803_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My husband and I, toasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more when &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccastark.blogspot.com/"&gt;my photographer &lt;/a&gt;, Rebecca Stark, sends me her photos....&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/324760016999026198-1015811611726467580?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/1015811611726467580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=1015811611726467580' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1015811611726467580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1015811611726467580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/08/mrs-peoples.html' title='* Mrs. Peoples *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SoHg5txpgZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hRzKxlLqZAo/s72-c/5534_1191119133937_1107142576_30607674_4873849_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-8536776911853443900</id><published>2009-06-30T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:01:46.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>* showered with love *</title><content type='html'>Has it really been over two months since I've blogged?! I've been busy... doing lots of blog worthy things... making wedding invitations, painting our new place, playing some softball, working on wedding stuff... the list goes on and on, but that's not the title of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday afternoon I was showered... with love and many beautiful gifts by some very wonderful and creative ladies. Margie Reber, Barbara Palla, Deb Tara and Kim Hill threw the most elegant tea party bridal shower at the Dream Inn for me! All the gals were there to celebrate with me. It started with a hat decorating station, 'cause what's a tea party without a fancy hat to wear. We sat at perfectly decorated tables each set with a different set of china and a teapot centerpiece with wild flowers. We played games, ate lunch and opened gifts. I am so blessed by my friends, family, co-workers, former bosses and housemates past &amp;amp; present. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you to ALL of the beautiful women in my life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Here are a few photos for your viewing pleasure.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lovely Hostesses&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr0_8Y_TgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AF8H_SDhRZ4/s1600-h/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353360486463131138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr0_8Y_TgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AF8H_SDhRZ4/s200/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr7d9U24NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/P0UL-B0hr-k/s1600-h/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353367599180079314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr7d9U24NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/P0UL-B0hr-k/s200/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Margie Reber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Barbara Palla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kim Hill &amp;amp; Deb Tara&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353360691837837522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr1L5eIoNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EyQfN0-Bajw/s320/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's me as the "toilet paper bride"... my team won for best dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353361863265329042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr2QFYNn5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/HTTWiwi28DQ/s320/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Young Life Gals&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353362068180399106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr2cAvxdAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5UMpFnYaQEk/s320/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mamas &amp;amp; their Babies&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr2smtG9kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OX4xtRZKzlw/s1600-h/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353362353247680066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr2smtG9kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OX4xtRZKzlw/s200/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr3Fs9BtZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rZA1OVu5hoE/s1600-h/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353362784421787026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr3Fs9BtZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rZA1OVu5hoE/s200/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-8536776911853443900?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/8536776911853443900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=8536776911853443900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8536776911853443900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8536776911853443900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/06/showered-with-love.html' title='* showered with love *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Skr0_8Y_TgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AF8H_SDhRZ4/s72-c/Bridal+Shower,+June+2009+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-3744827380504349129</id><published>2009-04-25T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:22:44.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Barbara, Venice &amp; Santa Monica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNhtZCCIOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XN3_oCyDwOY/s1600-h/Giselle+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328710216550850786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNhtZCCIOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XN3_oCyDwOY/s320/Giselle+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a road trip! So much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brenda and I talked all the way from Santa Cruz to Santa Barbara where we stopped to lunch and shop. Then we hooked up the iPod and had a sing along until we reached Vicky's house in Venice. It was absolutely wonderful to see Vicky and Braden and stay in their new house. My little sister and brother were down for a spring break visit too. The weather was perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfQgp8XhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PgDcHzRbSXk/s1600-h/Giselle+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328707521357831698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfQgp8XhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PgDcHzRbSXk/s200/Giselle+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfb-sveyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Nr6Ud9mIzXs/s1600-h/Giselle+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328707718401194786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfb-sveyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Nr6Ud9mIzXs/s200/Giselle+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfb-sveyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Nr6Ud9mIzXs/s1600-h/Giselle+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfQgp8XhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PgDcHzRbSXk/s1600-h/Giselle+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday morning we went to the Santa Monica Farmer's Market, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we enjoyed the live bluegrass music and some killer breakfast burritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfb-sveyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Nr6Ud9mIzXs/s1600-h/Giselle+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me introduce you to the newest member of the Richter family... MOLLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328707964458153202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNfqTVStPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BhRRi63YL40/s320/Giselle+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The following picture is rarely seen (if ever before) occurance. Me snuggling with an animal...I'm allergic you see. But this is what happens after the dog gets a bath, I have a few glasses of wine and settle into a comfortable couch. My new furry friend. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328709458476529810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNhBQ_B-JI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OtC9wV6IaoE/s320/Giselle+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Thank you Vicky!&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/324760016999026198-3744827380504349129?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/3744827380504349129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=3744827380504349129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3744827380504349129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3744827380504349129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/04/santa-barbara-venice-santa-monica.html' title='Santa Barbara, Venice &amp; Santa Monica'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SfNhtZCCIOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XN3_oCyDwOY/s72-c/Giselle+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-6805246370434869543</id><published>2009-04-17T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:09:39.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* ROAD TRIP *</title><content type='html'>This weekend I am headed to Venice Beach with Brenda! We will stay with my sister Victoria and her husband Braden. We will drive my trusted Toyota Corolla with the windows down, we plan to rock out to a new iPod playlist that Brenda is making. We will stop at roadside attractions or fruit stands whenever it floats our boat, or whenever my bladder demands a stop. We will enjoy the sunshine, we will drink wine, we will do some shopping. We will people watch near muscle beach, we might even rent bikes. Stay tuned for tales of our adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-6805246370434869543?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/6805246370434869543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=6805246370434869543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/6805246370434869543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/6805246370434869543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/04/road-trip.html' title='* ROAD TRIP *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-8335847742594643945</id><published>2009-04-15T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:43:06.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* Nothing is certain but death &amp; taxes *</title><content type='html'>Benjamin Franklin said that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was up until 2:30 am doing taxes.  &lt;em&gt;"That's what you get for waiting til the last minute to do your taxes"&lt;/em&gt; I can hear you saying to the computer as you read this post.  Well let me tell you my taxes have been done since the end of January... I love getting a tax return so I do my taxes as soon as all the needed paperwork has arrived.  I didn't get much of a return this year ($7.00 from California, if you must know, its not even worth the stamp to mail the return.)  No, I was up last night until 2:30 am doing Mark's taxes.  I am a &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt; fiancee and a humble one, at that.   I was so proud of myself when I told Mark this morning that his taxes were not only done and filed, but that he was recieving an ample return from the feds and the state.  Gotta love that!  I just hope (and pray) that I did them correctly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-8335847742594643945?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/8335847742594643945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=8335847742594643945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8335847742594643945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/8335847742594643945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-is-certain-but-death-taxes.html' title='* Nothing is certain but death &amp;amp; taxes *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-6602209640221894922</id><published>2009-03-27T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:08:55.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* lovely day *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know we are a week into spring already, but it didn't feel like spring until today. It is lovely outside. I wore a cute sleeveless black dress to work with my fantastic red flats. I think I am the whitest I have ever been, but its spring and I will show my pale legs in celebration! I took my lunch break out on the patio, it was so warm and you can't beat the view at my job!  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317992360775457314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Sc1N4E5DGiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gRd0vZKM3zw/s400/Loyola+Patio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Patio at Los Altos Golf &amp;amp; Country Club.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-6602209640221894922?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/6602209640221894922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=6602209640221894922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/6602209640221894922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/6602209640221894922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovely-day.html' title='* lovely day *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Sc1N4E5DGiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gRd0vZKM3zw/s72-c/Loyola+Patio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-7106620395972578103</id><published>2009-03-25T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:49:54.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* the dress *</title><content type='html'>I found it a few weeks ago... at a little bridal shop in Concord near where my mom works.  It was the first dress the saleswoman showed me.  It was the second dress I actually tried on.  It was definitely &lt;em&gt;"the one".&lt;/em&gt;  It will arrive in June. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That gives me just about 10 weeks to get serious about my diet and exercise.  So with the goal (that little white dress) in plain sight I have begun some early morning routines.  I walk 2 mornings a week on West Cliff as the sun rises and 3 mornings a week on the treadmill.  And I have started my &lt;a href="http://www.beachbody.com/product/fitness_programs/slim_in_6.do"&gt;&lt;em&gt;slim in 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daily regimen, that's right "6 weeks to a slimmer me".  Yes, I did get suckered into one of those infomercials and I purchased a set of beach body workout DVDs... I'm not embarrassed, I just hope I look like the girl on the cover after 6 weeks.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also figured if I post this for the world to see it might help to keep me accountable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-7106620395972578103?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/7106620395972578103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=7106620395972578103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/7106620395972578103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/7106620395972578103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/03/dress.html' title='* the dress *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-1891954880770981640</id><published>2009-03-08T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:55:53.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* they were little once *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SbPl6VeGttI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DmvLoAFgmNA/s1600-h/P2150314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310841175958533842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SbPl6VeGttI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DmvLoAFgmNA/s400/P2150314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My "little" brother Kelan &amp;amp; my "little" sister Audre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These two &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;kiddos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are my youngest brother &amp;amp; sister. They were born while I was in high school. Audrey arrived when I was 16 and Kelan was born my senior year. They were and still are so cute! It was such a blessing to have little siblings around at that time of my life, it gave the rest of us someone to care for and think about other than ourselves (you know how selfish we can be in those teenage angst years).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I'm home right now with these two, we are celebrating my mom's 52nd birthday. Let me tell you how NOT SO LITTLE they are now. Kelan will be 13 next month he is as tall as I am and still growing. He likes to wrestle me to the ground as a way of saying "hello, I've missed you, I love you". Audrey is 14 and a freshman in high school. She has surpassed me in height. She is a stylish gal with so many wonderful ideas about the world that are all her own. She will be a bridesmaid in my wedding... There is no "junior bridesmaid" about her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love them dearly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-1891954880770981640?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/1891954880770981640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=1891954880770981640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1891954880770981640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1891954880770981640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='* they were little once *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SbPl6VeGttI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DmvLoAFgmNA/s72-c/P2150314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-5725000612179909119</id><published>2009-03-02T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:20:17.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* To those whom I have recently called *</title><content type='html'>Ok... I admit it, I'm a butt dialer, a purse dialer, and a pocket dialer! Call it what you will, I do it often. And I am embarrassed. But nothing makes me laugh as hard as &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=09Fs8cbV8lM"&gt;this commercial&lt;/a&gt;. Makes me want a flip phone next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-5725000612179909119?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/5725000612179909119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=5725000612179909119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5725000612179909119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5725000612179909119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-those-whom-i-have-recently-butt.html' title='* To those whom I have recently called *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-3994815214588923803</id><published>2009-02-26T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:34:17.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>* Look what came in the mail yesterday *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This &lt;em&gt;beauty&lt;/em&gt; arrived in the mail in a &lt;em&gt;big&lt;/em&gt; box yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SabQ2v35NlI/AAAAAAAAADo/kcHhb_C7-zg/s1600-h/blog+photos+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307158849885124178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SabQ2v35NlI/AAAAAAAAADo/kcHhb_C7-zg/s320/blog+photos+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now to be fair I did &lt;em&gt;win&lt;/em&gt; it on Ebay so I knew it was coming, but its just so fun to have packages waiting for you when you get home from work! You might be asking yourself what is so exciting about this hobnail milkglass vase? Well it is one of the centerpieces for my wedding. I know I said I couldn't decide on anything with any certainty for my very own wedding. Well I most certainly have decided that I love these antique hobnail milkglass vases in all sorts of shapes and sizes and I have been dilligently collecting them for the last month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a shot of the whole "collection".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307159154024260322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SabRIc4UIuI/AAAAAAAAADw/AHDJaXWeSVw/s400/blog+photos+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In fact I took a box of centerpieces down to &lt;a href="http://www.alexispartyrental.com/"&gt;Alexis Party Rental&lt;/a&gt; on Monday to play around with linens and chairs, china and glassware. I have decided that yellow and white are definitely "my colors". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a sneak peak at the table linen and some of the centerpieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with makeshift floral and lemons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307159448944242450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SabRZnit7xI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mztVeuTV6rU/s400/blog+photos+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The linen is Shangri-la and the daffodil yellow napkin is hidden by one of the vases on the right. I think it will be quite pleasing when its all done up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-3994815214588923803?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/3994815214588923803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=3994815214588923803' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3994815214588923803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/3994815214588923803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-what-came-in-mail-yesterday.html' title='* Look what came in the mail yesterday *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SabQ2v35NlI/AAAAAAAAADo/kcHhb_C7-zg/s72-c/blog+photos+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-1762810590633624842</id><published>2009-02-24T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:58:21.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* LOST *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaSVvaEQgQI/AAAAAAAAADI/U3z4cW8EZ2o/s1600-h/MV5BMjA3NzMyMzU1MV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjc1ODUwMg@@._V1._CR0,0,594,594_SS100_"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306530902632857858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaSVvaEQgQI/AAAAAAAAADI/U3z4cW8EZ2o/s400/MV5BMjA3NzMyMzU1MV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjc1ODUwMg%40%40._V1._CR0,0,594,594_SS100_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aahhh LOST my favorite TV show! It is, in fact, the only “must see” TV show for me. I absolutely love it; I can’t get enough of it. I can’t believe that ABC makes LOST fans wait until February to see the newest episodes. I can’t believe I’m sucked in to this ever changing, totally out there, inexplicable script! I also can't believe that its on at 9 o'clock and I never stay awake long enough to see the cliff hanger ending! Lucky me I can see the episode the very next morning on the website. Just in case you have been under a rock for the past 5 years you can read a synopsis of the show &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index?pn=about"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306548000372398722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaSlSoHBmoI/AAAAAAAAADY/g-noxFkCpxI/s320/1280x960_LOST_wallpaper_jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My two favorite characters are Jack and Sawyer. Can I get an “Amen sister”?! Jack is the good looking doctor who takes charge. My claim to fame (or my claim to famous person sighting) is I saw Jack, aka Matthew Fox, in a bar in Washington D.C. when I was with Brenda and Angel. It must have been my first famous person sighting because I think it took my breath away. And I promptly began to text everyone in my phone to tell them about it. And Sawyer… well they had to script a good looking bad boy who likes to take his shirt off, right?! I love that Sawyer has witty nicknames for everyone on the island, they are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306548125202478194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaSlZ5I1dHI/AAAAAAAAADg/XaeIw4rEkp8/s320/1280x960_LOST_wallpaper_sawyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well here's to the anticipation of Wednesday night at 9 o'clock!!!&lt;/em&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/324760016999026198-1762810590633624842?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/1762810590633624842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=1762810590633624842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1762810590633624842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/1762810590633624842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost.html' title='* LOST *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaSVvaEQgQI/AAAAAAAAADI/U3z4cW8EZ2o/s72-c/MV5BMjA3NzMyMzU1MV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjc1ODUwMg%40%40._V1._CR0,0,594,594_SS100_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-5427560030355849118</id><published>2009-02-21T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:20:33.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* under the weather *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaBF1ObmHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/k9xtUS9Bb7Y/s1600-h/blog+photos+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305317141751668514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaBF1ObmHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/k9xtUS9Bb7Y/s320/blog+photos+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sick, I've been sick for 1 week now. I've had the cough, the cold, the fever, the chills, and the headache. Today my head is in a fog. These items have been my closest friends for the past week. I fear I've spread my illness to Mark and to the girls at the office. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my face is looking normal again. My nose is only peeling now, it was red like rudolf for a while there. I hate being sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-5427560030355849118?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/5427560030355849118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=5427560030355849118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5427560030355849118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5427560030355849118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/02/under-weather.html' title='* under the weather *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SaBF1ObmHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/k9xtUS9Bb7Y/s72-c/blog+photos+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-5198887847024986652</id><published>2009-02-19T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:33:28.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>* wedding dreams *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be honest... I spend most of my day thinking about my wedding! As I drive to work, usually while I am at work, on my drive home from work, at home when I'm browsing the internet, while I sleep I sometimes dream about my wedding. I'm an event planner, I do this for a living. I've helped plan so many weddings I've lost track of how many. But now its my turn, for real, and I'm stuck. I can't decide what colors I like best, I can't decide what theme I'm most excited about, I can't find the perfect dress, I haven't decided what I want the bridesmaids to wear, I don't know which flowers to choose, I haven't event decided on which "save the dates" to send out. I think its because the deadline is so far away.... August 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's what I like, but nothing is decided... yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304777372824823122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5a6ifA5VI/AAAAAAAAABo/QBiOET4zBIw/s200/6a00e54ee53c428834010536f75448970c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;* I like this bouquet, yellow and white are my current favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304777660779425346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5bLTMvbkI/AAAAAAAAABw/JJe3s1e_Nrs/s320/s09_antigua.jpg" border="0" /&gt; * I love this dress from Priscilla of Boston, its not in my price range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304778074655062194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5bjZAYeLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/98rlVYW17IE/s200/Paige-Angle-side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;* I am enamored by this veil. It is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304780195152831218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5de0ecovI/AAAAAAAAACA/DU-NTL666Pw/s200/3108747542_7c9f98fde4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;* Would a yellow and white cake would be &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; cute? I think I want lots of desserts, not just cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309123315637897922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/Sa3LhtFXSsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HYOhKeCn23k/s200/Lemonade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* It wouldn't be the perfect summer ceremony without some refreshing lemonade while the guests wait for me to walk down the aisle. Bonus: its yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I suppose you will have to stay tuned to see what I actually decide on for the wedding day!&lt;/p&gt;* Check out &lt;a href="http://snippetandink.blogspot.com/"&gt;snippet &amp;amp; ink &lt;/a&gt;for other color themed wedding inspirations.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/324760016999026198-5198887847024986652?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/5198887847024986652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=5198887847024986652' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5198887847024986652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/5198887847024986652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-dreams.html' title='* wedding dreams *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5a6ifA5VI/AAAAAAAAABo/QBiOET4zBIw/s72-c/6a00e54ee53c428834010536f75448970c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324760016999026198.post-6984796434762339225</id><published>2009-02-19T13:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:00:52.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* the 8 hour U-Turn *</title><content type='html'>How this all got started... I love to tell stories, I love to laugh and be entertained. I love to read my friend blogs and their friends blogs and the blogs of people I don't even know. I've never felt the need to have my own but the idea bit me in the butt today on my way to work. I think 'cause I had one of those weekends from hell where nothing quite goes right... or even close to right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I imagined writing eloquently about the trip to Mammoth and making my readers feel the pain of starting the drive at 1 pm on Friday, excited, ready to be done with work for 4 glorious days, only to have the car breakdown a mere 2 hours into the trip, waiting an additional 1.5 hours for the tow truck to get to us, the ensuing 1 hour long drive with an extremely tall (6'5" at least) tow truck driver telling us tales of the numerous wrecks he has recently towed, some gory, some funny, all of them unfortunate and he recounted them in the most monotone voice. Then how a friend rescued us from spending our life's savings at the Chevy dealership by perilously driving the broke down vehicle to his house and vowing to replace the busted water pump while we were away on our ski weekend. Then deciding it was worth it to drive the friend's car to pick up my car from work and fill it with all of our snow gear, clothes and food and again attempt the drive the following morning. Thus bringing us full circle (back to my work parking lot) where we began the journey exactly 8 hours later with exactly ZERO miles toward our end goal of Mammoth. That's right the first day of the 4 day weekend turned out to be an 8 hour U-Turn. I then thought it wouldn't be right to start my blog with a &lt;em&gt;rant&lt;/em&gt;, I must make it interesting.... I know I will post pictures. Pictures are always good. For your viewing pleasure I submit the following... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304767577747431154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5SAY-lHvI/AAAAAAAAABA/gLkkwJ_gcnM/s320/February+2009+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304767948218628802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5SV9Fy-sI/AAAAAAAAABI/XzO2V1hnUgo/s320/February+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304768615536110882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5S8zCrrSI/AAAAAAAAABY/22uk_qHfwo4/s320/February+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5RgCy62DI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3GeXkjdFROk/s1600-h/February+2009+040.jpg"&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/324760016999026198-6984796434762339225?l=ggirlfriday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/feeds/6984796434762339225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=324760016999026198&amp;postID=6984796434762339225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/6984796434762339225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/324760016999026198/posts/default/6984796434762339225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ggirlfriday.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-hour-u-turn.html' title='* the 8 hour U-Turn *'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05219048150544187809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ3L3DkTgnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPv-jMO6Nb0/S220/958133-R1-06-5A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPi7gQi0hFo/SZ5SAY-lHvI/AAAAAAAAABA/gLkkwJ_gcnM/s72-c/February+2009+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
