tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34155521230074405172024-03-05T02:54:28.873-06:001 FUNKY WOMANWhere smiles beat frowns, crazy trumps stale and laughter is best LOUD!1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.comBlogger344125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-69408419136589342322012-07-22T01:20:00.001-05:002012-07-22T01:20:44.424-05:00Life Can Change in a Blink of an Eye!<br />
Picture this: A break in the scorching heat, (finally) birds chirping (imagine the scene from Enchanted but not as annoying, and a slight breeze. In other words a gorgeous Sunday morning for a drive.<br />
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We headed out from Ames for a family reunion at Ponca State Park which is in Nebraska. We stopped for breakfast in Jefferson, Iowa at the Uptown Cafe. There we dined on homemade biscuits and gravy, pancakes and crispy bacon. OK, so I may have cheated a little, but you know the kind; oh so bad for you and artery clogging. Very much comfort food through and through!<br />
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My husband had decided on an albeit longer route to get to our destination but with all the pretty scenery and cute little towns we drove through, it all seemed worth it! I enjoyed yelling out to the kids to look out their windows and check out all the cute farms. I probably called out my 5th cute Iowa farm, and one of the kids yelled back, "Yes Mom we know, a farm yes, chickens and cows great!" <br />
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Now, I"m pretty sure I haven't mentioned the fact that my husband was driving his Harley, while the kids and I followed in the Suburban. He got his bike in the Spring and mainly drove around town to work. So, I guess you could say this this was his first real long trek on his bike. Here he is shortly after picking up his bike and taking a quick night spin around the neighborhood. Note that he is fully geared up. Helmet, gloves, leather jacket, heavy duty jeans and boots.<br />
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So, on to my story. He had wanted to follow us as we drove but I liked the idea of having him right where the kids and I could see him. We made a quick stop in a little town for Jim to fill up his motorcycle and away we went. <br />
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Jim took off and managed to get through the light before us. I had my eye on him so no worries. I didn't like the idea of being too close to him but I definitely liked being able to see him at a distance. Now James my 12 year old on the other hand seemed a little anxious that we weren't right behind him. I remember pointing out a cool car then putting in a movie as a distraction so that helped. <br />
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Here is where that sweet little Sunday drive took a wrong turn. We were still a good 400 feet behind the motorcycle. My husband rounded a bend so he slowed his bike down to 40 mph. As he was taking the bend he noticed a wild turkey coming up out of the ditch heading towards him. His initial thought was, "oh cool I hope the kids can see this!" Then he thought, shit that sucker is heading straight for me. He ducked his head but lost sight of the rode. As he looked up he noticed his front tire hit some gravel. He tried to straighten it but overcompensated a little. At that point the bike threw him in the air and back down about 5 or 6 times. He ended up like a rag doll flying in the air.<br />
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As I approached the bend, all I could see was a dirt cloud and his bike resting between 2 pieces of an electrical box. At that point my heart dropped and I yelled, "Holy Shit!" I screamed at the kids to stay put and not to get out of the car. I guess I was running on adrenaline because I don't even remember putting the car in park or even shutting the door for that matter. <br />
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When I got to him, he was on his stomach. I remember gasping, but then I saw his hands reaching for his helmet. As he pulled it off he said, "Honey, I"m ok, I'm ok, but I'm pretty sure I broke my ankle!" <br />
By that time my son ran up to us. The look on that poor kid's face was terrifying. Thankfully his Dad reassured him, he was ok!<br />
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Within minutes a car pulled up behind me and out pops a woman yelling, "I'm a nurse, I can help!" Seconds after that another car pulls up coming from the opposite direction yelling, "We're EMT's we can help!" I think that is when I finally exhaled knowing we had people who cared enough to stop and actually had medical training. How lucky were we? My husband then said, "Well I'm a trauma surgeon so we should be able to figure all this out! They helped him get onto his back and removed his jacket and his boot. They needed to make sure there wasn't any bleeding or worse yet, a bone sticking out!<br />
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Thank God for all his protective gear. He had scratches and cuts on his arm but lucky for us and his line of work, there was nothing wrong with his hands. Not a scratch on them. In no time the Sheriff was there and despite the turn of events she was such a hoot! Quite the comedian to be honest. She said, "Great, I was just getting off work and was going to head out on my Harley, but noooooo, you had to go and jinx it for me!"<br />
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In no time the ambulance appeared and did all the necessary work up. They put a neck brace on him and moved him to the back board. They loaded him up and headed to the hospital in Sioux City, Iowa. Someone wanted to then take that moment to talk about where they were bringing the bike but started to tell me that we were in Mapleton and where they were going to bring his bike. To be honest I didn't give a rats ass about that bike. I still had over an hours drive to get to the hospital and had no idea where I was going. <br />
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Despite my husbands appearance and attitude I think my gut was telling me that he still wasn't in the clear. They say the first hour is the most critical. We had no idea at that time whether or not he had any internal bleeding. I needed to get to the hospital to make sure. Oh my poor kiddos! I know they were so nervous so they were little chatterboxes. I remember telling them they had to shut up. I was trying to read road signs because I didn't really know where I was going!. <br />
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Once we got to the hospital and got in to see him he was dialing my cell phone to see where we were. Look at that arm. <br />
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They took an x-ray of his ankle and found out it was severely broken. His Talus bone was crushed. Sorry guys I'm trying to speed this story up but wow going over the events of this horrible day aren't easy!<br />
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Lets just say how fortunate we truly are that this is all that was broken. <br />
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My family was about 30 minutes away at that time so they came and took the kids on to Ponca. They were still able to have a couple of fun days with their cousins.<br />
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After spending 4 hours in the Sioux City Hospital we made the decision to drive back to Ames to see one of our surgeons. The drive home was painful, and long....for both of us. Jim was in so much pain and quite nauseous that I had to stop a few times. I am so grateful for the verbal warning so as to NOT get hit in the back of the head! Those 3 hours felt like an eternity. There was so much construction at the time I felt like I could run home faster then we were going. There was also a moment where I was driving down the highway and all of a sudden Jim rolled down his window and stuck his head out and screamed at the top of his lungs! "Holy Hell, I then screamed, because dang, I could have driven off the road, he scared me to death. He was trying to do anything to get his mind off the pain. I felt like I was getting whip lashed for as many times as he was beating the back of my head rest!<br />
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I believe we arrived in Ames at about 8:30. We discussed at what level his break was and then we were referred on to Des Moines. Jim told me to go home and get some rest and he took an ambulance to Des Moines. Once the Doctor saw him, he said it couldn't be operated on until the swelling went down, which probably wouldn't be until Wednesday. <br />
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Poor guy was in so much pain! Well Wednesday rolls around and surgery came and went! All went well and the doctor was able to repair the Tallus bone by using 2 screws that will be in forever but needed to put the red ones that are coming out of his heel to stabilize it! <br />
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The day after surgery the kids made it back from Nebraska to see Jim. Boy were they sure happy to see their Daddy! <br />
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Tomorrow it will be 2 weeks since his accident. Life has sure changed around here. When you get married it says "For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health" Well, I think throughout most marriages there are good days and bad days. I think there are richer months and then poorer months and then there happens to be sickness. If you're lucky it will be your typical colds and flu here and there. Well, for us we are talking about real sickness. The kind where you realize how much you love one another and will do anything to help ease their pain. The kind that ignores his anger and mean tones because you are giving him a wedgie everytime you bring him into the bathroom. The kind that has you thinking about them before yourself. The kind that is there to help them into the bathroom and not give a second thought. The kind that is there at 2 o'clock in the morning fanning them and getting them a clean t-shirt because they've soaked the first one. This has been and will continue to be a true test of our marriage but one I know we will do well at! <br />
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For almost 10 years I've questioned why my mother passed away. After Jim's accident I truly believe that I now know the reason! I believe she died so she could be Jim's gaurdian angel and help spare his life for us. Thank you Mom!<br />
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Oh, its scary and a challenge but oh how blessed we truly are. I don't want to even imagine how much worse this could be. We are so amazingly lucky that he walked away so to speak from this accident. Recovery will be a long process but we will get through it, together! <br />
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<br /></div>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-66458817882655692832012-06-13T09:38:00.001-05:002012-06-13T09:38:02.819-05:00If life gives you lemons.........<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhWDK2Uvjoe38Jqs7w56pAvFRXCQLhlLvjlhNIkOYiQNqNTCLEcZQmUp1sDn7_OQ-n8facs4zDkRyWKIXOVJ5cn0Eq4K6JhhyphenhyphenYN_4l1yCJF54erqlzCh45ZVvxypUgA0RbMFswR084pusI/s1600/lens1482898_1227380553Lemons_-_When_life_gives_you_-_whimsy_studios.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhWDK2Uvjoe38Jqs7w56pAvFRXCQLhlLvjlhNIkOYiQNqNTCLEcZQmUp1sDn7_OQ-n8facs4zDkRyWKIXOVJ5cn0Eq4K6JhhyphenhyphenYN_4l1yCJF54erqlzCh45ZVvxypUgA0RbMFswR084pusI/s320/lens1482898_1227380553Lemons_-_When_life_gives_you_-_whimsy_studios.jpg" width="192" /></a>
Make lemonade, pee in it and serve it to the people that piss you off! As tempting as that may be I could never....or could I? Mwuhahaha!<br />
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Life seems to have handed us a crate of lemons lately and boy do I want this sour taste out of my mouth. In fact I'm pretty sure I hate all things lemon. Back In January we noticed our daughter was showing weird changes in her behavior. Signs that gave us a red flag. She was extremely emotional, easily agitated and had gained a little too much weight. My fear was that she was going to start her period at any moment and frankly that was something I was not prepared for! Hell she's only seven. I really didn't think I could handle that at such a young age (really, I'm too young for this, ha) and I was pretty sure my husband despite being a doctor wasn't up for the challenge!<br />
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After many many tears, I'm pretty sure I've cried more than a river. We realized this wasn't going away!<br />
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I spoke to her doctor and had her in for a physical and blood work. Well, we were relieved that she didn't have an issue with her thyroid and despite me not getting my period until I was a freshman in high school he said there isn't a guarantee that hers wouldn't come sooner than mine!<br />
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I have some friends that their girls have started menstruating at 10. Wow even that is early but that sounds better then 7!<br />
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I spoke with her teachers and had them do an evaluation to see if we needed to have her tested for ADD. Turns out that her IQ was spot on. Well of course, she is my daughter after all, lol! The psychologist said she showed many signs of ADD and would benefit from medication.<br />
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Really do we have to go that route? I have seen some of those children that take meds and they are clearly in need, but mine, no! I mean she isn't bouncing off the walls like some, but she does seem to get easily distracted. Come on, what kid doesn't? Hm mm, what adult doesn't? It was pretty weird sitting and talking with the psychologist because all of the different signs he laid out for us had me shaking my head like yep, I can see that oh wait are we talking about Claire here or me? I began to realize that I have a little ADD and did as a child. After all, he did say it was hereditary! Great, so she is the way she is because of me? Funny, she has often been called Mini Me!<br />
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She has now been on some medication for about 3 weeks and although her summer math tutor said she could see a difference, I can't really say I have. Maybe if we had started this while she were still in school then we might be seeing some improvement but all I have noticed is that it has screwed up her sleep so much that I will often find her up at midnight reading! Although I'm happy she has turned to reading, no one needs their 7 year old up at midnight then up again at 7 standing at the side of your bed looking like this....<br />
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Poor poor puppy! At least her sense of humor hasn't changed!<br />
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I would love to report that her emotions and anger have disappeared, but sadly they have not! Sometimes its like we live in a mine field. We find ourselves tip toeing around because we are afraid that at any moment we might trip a grenade! And yes, Claire is that said Grenade! <br />
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So I guess you can say I've had my hands full for a couple of months and blogging hasn't been a top priority! Boo Hoo that's another reason I've been crying!<br />
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Ha, and to make matters worse, I'm currenty trying to slam together a garage sale for this weekend! Can you say CRAZY!<br />
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At this point, I'm open for any advice, suggestions, tips, medication (for me), or shock collar you care to give out!<br />
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<br />1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-89183701900521280122012-04-21T19:27:00.000-05:002012-04-21T19:27:48.653-05:00Ok Pinterest.....How are you reading my mind?It's funny how you can be on Pinterest and say very loudly, "That is so me!" I can sit at my computer and laugh for, well, longer than I care to admit. Then, when my husband walks by and asks, "what's so funny?" He soon regrets asking because he just doesn't get Pinterest and frankly, he never will!<br />
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Besides pinning my life away, I"ve been a crazy cleaner and organizer lately. I've been walking around the house yelling, "Use it or Lose it!" It's really helping eliminate the "stuff" we just don't need! I am really hoping<strike><strike><strike></strike></strike></strike> to get back to my regular scheduled blogging real soon!<br />
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I've been seeing a lot of stripes lately and I'm loving them! Stripes are all over the fashion scene. I use to steer clear of stripes before I lost 60lbs. No way on God's green earth was was I interested in drawing any more attention to my large chest, then with horizontal stripes hitting people in the face as I walked in a room! <br />
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Now when I see stripes I run...towards them! <br />
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I can't say I ever liked Michelle Williams in Dawson's Creek but she sure has become a great actress and is so darling here with her short crop and outfit! She is wearing Jason Wu's collection from Target. I ran to that large red bulls eye but no luck! It was all sold out! It must have been some really<strike></strike> good stuff!<br />
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I'd like to thank you for all the kind words and prayers regarding the passing of my grandfather. The funeral was very lovely and the time with relatives was priceless!<br />
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It's strange that not too long ago I was worried about GFC and losing all my followers. I was so consumed and worried that I would be forgotten. Funny how none of that seems to matter anymore!<br />
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Some of you may remember I went to visit family in January. I am so glad I did. I got to see my grandfather for the last time. Claire came with me so she was able to visit with her great grandfather. I am thrilled that I remembered to take pictures. He enjoyed our visit and was so tickled to meet his newest great grandchild Wyatt. He just beamed when he saw him.<br />
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I seem to always be the one behind the camera. Well at least there are pictures then. One of our many Italian family dinners; with of course red wine and lots of it!<br />
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A couple of years ago my father and grandfather took a road trip here to Iowa to visit us. The kids really enjoyed having both grandfathers to themselves and not having to share with the cousins.<br />
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What a trooper Gramps was when Claire asked if she could paint his nails! <br />
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My grandfather was really enjoying Claire's guitar one evening, he was contemplating going on the road with it! Claire said, "No way GG!" She didn't like the idea of him taking her guitar!<br />
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Oh such wonderful memories! I'm so glad I took as many pictures so the kids can look back and remember a great man!<br />
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We will miss you Gramps! You are now home in Heaven with Grandma. Tell both Grandma and Mom hi for me!<br />
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We love you!<br />
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Hope your day is filled with lots of Love and of course chocolate!<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-51717677740736651642012-02-13T23:40:00.000-06:002012-02-13T23:40:28.161-06:00Things that should NEVER happen on a Monday!<strike></strike>1. Notice your little dog chasing her tail and boot scoot<strike></strike> across the carpet!<br />
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2. Yell at her for boot scooting across the carpet and think to yourself she has <span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span>no idea why you're yelling!<br />
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3. Decide after watching her drag her ass across the floor one too many times, to get up and investigate.<br />
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4. Lift her tail and yell, "Holy Shit!" Because pardon the pun, that is exactly what was there!<br />
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5. Yell more expletives because you had to discover it, but wonder if your husband saw it first and chose to ignore it!<br />
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6. Get nauseous at the thought that she was in your bed last night and you slept with that!<br />
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7. Put her on the table (except if it's where your husband eats, don't worry, lots and lots of paper first) to see how bad it truly is!<br />
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8. Realize this is something you really won't be able to do without totally puking!<br />
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9. Call the vet and explain you aren't quite sure if your dog is impacted or just matted with shit!<br />
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10. Make an appointment for an hour from the time you called and decide to lock her in the big dog's crate, just so you can preserve your couch and your sanity!<br />
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11. Get the courage to put the dog in the tub and see if there is a way through the matted jungle while holding your breakfast down!<br />
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12. Wish that you had found a nose plug and gloves before taking on this Dirty Job!<br />
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13. Yell more expletives, but this time at the husband! <br />
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14. Raise your hand to wipe the sweat from your brow and leave a little dollop of excrement, unbeknowest to you<strike><strike></strike></strike>!<br />
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15. Forget to check yourself in the mirror before answering the door because of said dollop and again yell, "Holy Shit!"<br />
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After living and surviving this day, I hope to never have a repeat like this one, on any other day of the week!<br />
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Here's to a poop free day tomorrow, and the next and the next and the next<strike></strike>!<br />
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P.S. For some reason, oh yes, too much poop clogging the ole mind. I have managed to <strike></strike>hit a few buttons and my post might come out looking different. Hopfully after I'm unclogged I can figure out what I did!<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-48854330551564575772012-02-05T17:29:00.001-06:002012-02-05T17:31:33.865-06:00Super Bowl...I just don't get into it!I truly have no desire to see the Super Bowl! I couldn't even tell you what two teams are playing, I swear. If my son hadn't reminded me that today was the day it would have just passed me by without even a thought!<br /><br />Yup really! I kind of forgot today was the infamous Sunday that everyone has been waiting for...except of course me! I really don't see what all the craziness is about! I know that most people would say it's the commericals but even those do nothing for me, really! My life will still continue to go on even if I don't see the latest beer, Doritos, or car commercial. I did hear that Madonna was performing at half time and even that doesn't make me want to go running to the television! I laugh because even if I truly wanted to see any of it we don't have cable or an antenna so we couldn't watch it anyway. <br /><br />I kind of look at the whole super bowl craziness like Maxine!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuPOvE2liZp7eq-H5pmekntH3mPY2E5mIxUg-miDju0KEjTslAkz9Eo8IgSn9tmDUMo-XqlekYgzThdZlLRYng4BnmQxyyVBdwPY27v_uj9GpH7njfe5I3cp2ScvenQowEzJZSLuXWTgKA/s1600/395195_219881261437887_185115038247843_453064_1788844772_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuPOvE2liZp7eq-H5pmekntH3mPY2E5mIxUg-miDju0KEjTslAkz9Eo8IgSn9tmDUMo-XqlekYgzThdZlLRYng4BnmQxyyVBdwPY27v_uj9GpH7njfe5I3cp2ScvenQowEzJZSLuXWTgKA/s320/395195_219881261437887_185115038247843_453064_1788844772_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705787749734382306" /></a><br /><br />So whoever is out there getting ready to watch the big game and stuff their faces with all those rich carb laden treats, I say enjoy, truly! I myself will enjoy a board game with Claire. <br /><br />She is like her momma and says, "Super Bowl, yuck!" The boys went to a friends house so need to feel sorry for them, they will be enjoying the game with the masses!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-43371437977814111022012-01-31T07:58:00.001-06:002012-01-31T08:00:59.304-06:00Oh, I love me some Target!Who doesn't love Target? I mean really, is it just me? There is just something about seeing Red that makes me Happy! My poor friend is moving to a new town and I am so sad for her because there is no Target close by. I couldn't move then. Really, I'd be like bye bye honey! My prerequisite for moving to a new city is there <span style="font-weight:bold;">must</span> be a Target. <br /><br />Sorry, but Wally World just doesn't cut it for me!<br /><br />I came upon this the other day, Pinterest of course and knew I had to post it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHZkHlhYiZuOLc5YrNfgkSZmtG_IyxlOGTAn27n_qgbSCmMYOD6rs9Hza5CchUqPtN_W3JmIOVpIjeQgg6O0HEwd2b0LGmxN4eSSk0eJ51aGvqZDVT98uF2dg4IL9dl12p7wvRcEU9Up7/s1600/130674826657705289_M0BOsP61_b.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHZkHlhYiZuOLc5YrNfgkSZmtG_IyxlOGTAn27n_qgbSCmMYOD6rs9Hza5CchUqPtN_W3JmIOVpIjeQgg6O0HEwd2b0LGmxN4eSSk0eJ51aGvqZDVT98uF2dg4IL9dl12p7wvRcEU9Up7/s320/130674826657705289_M0BOsP61_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703793083557309730" /></a><br /><br />Have a good one! Gotta run, I"m off to Target!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-20728096259248526602012-01-26T14:43:00.000-06:002012-01-26T14:45:26.247-06:00Pinterject!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AE0h3dd-3ox2UG74wEd0A7N71TtViPbWqDrAlGapgaHqa2moDw4QF0ah3UBkiJhF3RAF6_h4kr_JlHyXI8wc9XHHmFwTBDLv5JXttUCeNJ0KIZ0SszMfRijLlTt1BdSOKVXLs4N-5dsL/s1600/37858453087383571_aroyOIqM_b.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 248px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AE0h3dd-3ox2UG74wEd0A7N71TtViPbWqDrAlGapgaHqa2moDw4QF0ah3UBkiJhF3RAF6_h4kr_JlHyXI8wc9XHHmFwTBDLv5JXttUCeNJ0KIZ0SszMfRijLlTt1BdSOKVXLs4N-5dsL/s320/37858453087383571_aroyOIqM_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702043519400832050" /></a><br /><br />This is so true! How many of you can relate!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-43711488522252370652012-01-22T12:38:00.001-06:002012-01-22T12:48:42.507-06:00Maya Angelou...you are Amazing!I came across this quote of Maya Angelou today and thought it was worth sharing. She is truly an inspiration to all people!<br /><br /><br />“I don’t know if I continue, even today, always liking myself. But what I learned to do many years ago was to forgive myself. It is very important for every human being to forgive herself or himself because if you live, you will make mistakes- it is inevitable. But once you do and you see the mistake, then you forgive yourself and say, ‘Well, if I’d known better I’d have done better,’ that’s all. So you say to people who you think you may have injured, ‘I’m sorry,’ and then you say to yourself, ‘I’m sorry.’ If we all hold on to the mistake, we can’t see our own glory in the mirror because we have the mistake between our faces and the mirror; we can’t see what we’re capable of being. You can ask forgiveness of others, but in the end the real forgiveness is in one’s own self. I think that young men and women are so caught by the way they see themselves. Now mind you. When a larger society sees them as unattractive, as threats, as too black or too white or too poor or too fat or too thin or too sexual or too asexual, that’s rough. But you can overcome that. The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself. If we don’t have that we never grow, we never learn, and sure as hell we should never teach.”<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-53821463479814116752012-01-15T12:42:00.001-06:002012-01-15T12:43:44.807-06:00On the Road Again!I'm so excited to finally be meeting this little guy! He is my new nephew Wyatt. So do you think he looks like his dad or what? Claire and I are jumping in the car and driving a couple of hours to hold and squeeze him. I don't know who's more excited but we can't wait to leave. Packing up the car and hitting the road. Nebraska here we come! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtJbZ9K1X7FsozAENfjiRfy547mP4idIXKzHiecl7A6gHrgghkDmBN_5nl1ZzPf1W8sn1oQR1zzrDLVbgyH99LjvITEU-3k55e1rAd_ssof4IjPVo_ItOWDY7VOySew7iMNJwz-DQPH3U1/s1600/IMG_0917.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtJbZ9K1X7FsozAENfjiRfy547mP4idIXKzHiecl7A6gHrgghkDmBN_5nl1ZzPf1W8sn1oQR1zzrDLVbgyH99LjvITEU-3k55e1rAd_ssof4IjPVo_ItOWDY7VOySew7iMNJwz-DQPH3U1/s320/IMG_0917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697929919498304226" /></a><br /><br />I'll be back on Wednesday with lots of pics!<br /><br />Happy Day!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-86985623033008639722012-01-13T09:14:00.001-06:002012-01-13T09:14:51.933-06:00I need a Cricut to make this!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK9Bhw8nDfkoCWhQ7DHeFTDys6-tKrVVmojwm0iPEaCSxOgMHtDCdMoi7tnNzFDXmJmmpluF1NEzPGPX04MRR3ZiwDqIb0_ZK4cJM5jm1aaTyX0VRbWH0WvIWfLBeFUffw3sy-640JHhva/s1600/285837907569222901_VdqvNRvk_b.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK9Bhw8nDfkoCWhQ7DHeFTDys6-tKrVVmojwm0iPEaCSxOgMHtDCdMoi7tnNzFDXmJmmpluF1NEzPGPX04MRR3ZiwDqIb0_ZK4cJM5jm1aaTyX0VRbWH0WvIWfLBeFUffw3sy-640JHhva/s320/285837907569222901_VdqvNRvk_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697134114614234402" /></a><br /><br />My daughter is selling Girl Scout cookies for the first time this year! I'm scared to think how many I'm gonna end up buying in the end!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-63175295686500978372012-01-12T08:01:00.001-06:002012-01-12T08:02:16.453-06:00Already, It's one of these Days!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRG_ULj0AARc8-1b21CW6_tscowias4p2zwqo2HD81Dw-QCcT_2nnPYhBxY9cjnx0J9i6wC9AmPkAX41DyQb2eiIoQDB4J43qmQVrHgl0JE1NBDLLyF57OddTGEJiB-3ytOTqv0rLv27qR/s1600/43487952621473614_vJXLioGp_c.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRG_ULj0AARc8-1b21CW6_tscowias4p2zwqo2HD81Dw-QCcT_2nnPYhBxY9cjnx0J9i6wC9AmPkAX41DyQb2eiIoQDB4J43qmQVrHgl0JE1NBDLLyF57OddTGEJiB-3ytOTqv0rLv27qR/s320/43487952621473614_vJXLioGp_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696739436607027602" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-68952818556495385162012-01-07T00:19:00.001-06:002012-01-07T00:20:29.981-06:00What I Tell The Kids!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWJJKpLO1V-J1o5OtoiG-z34BshoeHvfxTAYdRT2WyjjceBrt5W1cD7eehnrrJofanG72PdsQM8JdC_JMRHsQVxpBzF6PhV-n8rswQzsy8CfZSbCeMKK7QMNnlesQIAfpnObdpoXD6y5VR/s1600/images.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWJJKpLO1V-J1o5OtoiG-z34BshoeHvfxTAYdRT2WyjjceBrt5W1cD7eehnrrJofanG72PdsQM8JdC_JMRHsQVxpBzF6PhV-n8rswQzsy8CfZSbCeMKK7QMNnlesQIAfpnObdpoXD6y5VR/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694770336053225234" /></a><br /><br />Have a wonderful weekend!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-63487924393240961842012-01-04T13:06:00.001-06:002012-01-04T13:31:40.878-06:00My New Year's Resolution!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2QyRmXzXc3OHJeIrn2G90xSqRG33I3pGkYoqmJ2mI0asJXCJBT7CB5FDcwwN873oYY4WekIL5OjP4yKj_-zmqBeSJPW675zIcstBzxzg_VU5mxOki-cvagIOkb9NNv503s-dOhLamrZRa/s1600/remind-yourself-hfy6i490-191929-463-640.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2QyRmXzXc3OHJeIrn2G90xSqRG33I3pGkYoqmJ2mI0asJXCJBT7CB5FDcwwN873oYY4WekIL5OjP4yKj_-zmqBeSJPW675zIcstBzxzg_VU5mxOki-cvagIOkb9NNv503s-dOhLamrZRa/s320/remind-yourself-hfy6i490-191929-463-640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693854751761389490" /></a><br /><br />I'm not much of a conformist!<br /><br /><br />Ok, fine, I'll conform just this once. Let me think here. Hmmmm, If you don't mind waiting, it might take me a minute. Remember, patience is a virtue. <br /><br />(Just pretend the theme song from Jeopardy is playing in the background, and feel free to hum along)!<br /><br />Jinkies! I got one! I totally think some of you ladies, whoa, sorry, what was I thinking? I didn't mean to be gender biased here!<br /><br />I really think after you read my resolution, many of you men and women will want to add this one to your Resolution list. <br /><br />Are you ready? Wait for it.......Here it comes.....<br /><br /><br /><br />WEAR MORE JEWELRY!!!!!!!!<br /><br />I'm just saying!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/116/4F2F30F626FD25D0C04A02F49D1368F2.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-33833896188172972052012-01-02T11:59:00.001-06:002012-01-02T11:59:29.564-06:00I"m Gonna Do It!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2xzPogmooQPz_sf4COCvPh-_MAIDsGcSlIP2bwExFElGZEzKomffzl7i9UYBxeRa9AO4yaRBeiEELk7ndHM7oT4pkHJqJ749RlPkncOC4QzwWqbsyu6day0ArIW4_3yyE1sYWnh0l9wfd/s1600/35888128250187659_GUCd3u3w_b.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2xzPogmooQPz_sf4COCvPh-_MAIDsGcSlIP2bwExFElGZEzKomffzl7i9UYBxeRa9AO4yaRBeiEELk7ndHM7oT4pkHJqJ749RlPkncOC4QzwWqbsyu6day0ArIW4_3yyE1sYWnh0l9wfd/s320/35888128250187659_GUCd3u3w_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693094798119050034" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-78314633681280794332012-01-01T01:18:00.001-06:002012-01-01T01:22:18.986-06:00Happy New Year!Out with the old, and in with the new I say! So out goes my lack of blogging and posting pics of me in 2011 and in comes me and all my glory. My Dad came for a visit this past week so we got a little goofy! <br /><br />Here's to an amazing 2012 and whatever it may bring! <br /><br />Thank you to all who have stayed with me and continue to come along for the ride!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXzJl-OPsIey6g5iKDSBOlW7I5c5jDx1vqH5IVzSYP6Aa3YhK5Ot3BHtvxuOBekBaV3iFvmlA4bypS6Gsd81H5Ae3FELLc6i6w0Jr0hfco46csgc-Op0GilCH1pVhxWt2q-8dtQeen8vM/s1600/IMG_1014.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXzJl-OPsIey6g5iKDSBOlW7I5c5jDx1vqH5IVzSYP6Aa3YhK5Ot3BHtvxuOBekBaV3iFvmlA4bypS6Gsd81H5Ae3FELLc6i6w0Jr0hfco46csgc-Op0GilCH1pVhxWt2q-8dtQeen8vM/s320/IMG_1014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692552763418613698" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtfl94_KwTG5cpcIRNFhRW_qvfjKuDbpQydchKiqkB-ImFq6nrsA_DVjNEgzXhcjQNsMw3skTohNR3K1f7Ppde0ZMA1jhn_aEJ0BetEnB9o8IiM94caVREqUz7eW7oWrk2llzHF2MBdVH0/s1600/IMG_1013.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOeDPIFHPaRCDPU-doqVtyM2BXvfbdBLLKp9EgKCp7RshhK-gWtH0Bkx4GNszjq4rTTnBGVrAIxUQdHild0n5_tN39mwjVdDOiKV6200mmvK0vcbENTPZ2wS_MRRRI_naVfkNm4JqXaDxr/s320/IMG_1020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692548840311148898" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilDd5e8xVPmFVVMHjYo-C0gQgWTM2-ZMIgSLpl5fYmAj1oZv-Kjl7BGpCXfboKL39IfYVLUb_tWgOBYTTNkbv5DP5ZQqUJ7-q8qWPWitaQGnO26_h4UQKqeJAqylbqk1P6B8iQxnIBIUKm/s1600/IMG_1017.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilDd5e8xVPmFVVMHjYo-C0gQgWTM2-ZMIgSLpl5fYmAj1oZv-Kjl7BGpCXfboKL39IfYVLUb_tWgOBYTTNkbv5DP5ZQqUJ7-q8qWPWitaQGnO26_h4UQKqeJAqylbqk1P6B8iQxnIBIUKm/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692552164411361762" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCjdYTuCO0CwRtSElXybwtk7_AAPyHjINutn-YrTvtyel3SS4xX0bPlKfsvCWcEjZE1jne_ccDX9T3C3DJVdW2fBuT4-4TbczrJC2LgxdRZ4zySr8Z6wpWmEv0z-l_vm-5US8lBfVEGWq/s1600/IMG_1025.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCjdYTuCO0CwRtSElXybwtk7_AAPyHjINutn-YrTvtyel3SS4xX0bPlKfsvCWcEjZE1jne_ccDX9T3C3DJVdW2fBuT4-4TbczrJC2LgxdRZ4zySr8Z6wpWmEv0z-l_vm-5US8lBfVEGWq/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692549426741417794" /></a><br /><br />James just celebrated his 12th B-Day yesterday! Our New Year's Eve has never been the same! I still cannot believe my baby is 12! <br /><br />I get the feeling he thinks his mom is a wackadoodle, what do you think?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjy2cViuqV4Cb6sqgAJnmKC1IUTgWJTCM5LTK4sEYFOXpjQh8jk5rnitR6aMZT-n0ejsX3gqIRGZ4cXbczSQDV1dXJm3nc2F3GnVEsI98rBcnjcGi_lbVoAe7H0S8Scf7x1Z7iL3ufSCX-/s1600/IMG_1023.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjy2cViuqV4Cb6sqgAJnmKC1IUTgWJTCM5LTK4sEYFOXpjQh8jk5rnitR6aMZT-n0ejsX3gqIRGZ4cXbczSQDV1dXJm3nc2F3GnVEsI98rBcnjcGi_lbVoAe7H0S8Scf7x1Z7iL3ufSCX-/s320/IMG_1023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692549059089279938" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-55321864058422133462011-12-19T15:57:00.001-06:002011-12-19T16:52:34.343-06:00Jolly Old Saint Nicholas!I heart Santa! I always have! So here are some of my many Santas and some other fun things around the house!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlIBXtcxng7mrw1sLYOVRgxF5XV2rtQl8EGtsQ889dd9-6igG0q0oZP8u3aXf956Y0cjnl97x1TviEd4wJG3hh1ZM7srV9hPSTmms4QxGPgGkoFrIPASNQAtRsrYvwgrMtrUSsyazVGHJk/s1600/IMG_0829.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlIBXtcxng7mrw1sLYOVRgxF5XV2rtQl8EGtsQ889dd9-6igG0q0oZP8u3aXf956Y0cjnl97x1TviEd4wJG3hh1ZM7srV9hPSTmms4QxGPgGkoFrIPASNQAtRsrYvwgrMtrUSsyazVGHJk/s320/IMG_0829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687959772230038834" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEvevV7hQojDFTkwkOQ-TtACWJJ5l8aJuucPn4aGwQMCDyV25KWzf2ZC3OX2tn5P5x0BJ8vzYg4fKIA-N-vvLZB3aEdVCx8dtKXIH1MbJaPZzKpP5yKjqyS5kHnaIPzoEbeNYlXu4LMRTh/s1600/IMG_0673.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEvevV7hQojDFTkwkOQ-TtACWJJ5l8aJuucPn4aGwQMCDyV25KWzf2ZC3OX2tn5P5x0BJ8vzYg4fKIA-N-vvLZB3aEdVCx8dtKXIH1MbJaPZzKpP5yKjqyS5kHnaIPzoEbeNYlXu4LMRTh/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687961820005457586" /></a><br /><br />Santa and gingerbread mugs always available for when hot cocoa is a must!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DQtQL5jzK69pY0JXykDI8SLMzdjGW6u7dvgQihTsT_YyZNjFWfJzcocPaOBA0KnhqtTaFvMcC-ZPZWAq4GE3ye24F2cqeYzoQ6ryKxNCew-GhUYOVTP9Tn_3Cp_TOpfW-kgLNsRPLR_2/s1600/IMG_0674.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DQtQL5jzK69pY0JXykDI8SLMzdjGW6u7dvgQihTsT_YyZNjFWfJzcocPaOBA0KnhqtTaFvMcC-ZPZWAq4GE3ye24F2cqeYzoQ6ryKxNCew-GhUYOVTP9Tn_3Cp_TOpfW-kgLNsRPLR_2/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687959782032025522" /></a><br /><br />Snowman tree, thought it would bring on the snow but no, none! Doesn't feel like Christmas without it!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ogzwvlM8YQE8t7JRkG45mFkEIZX6zmewzCtdEoPzOTq5eYEQ_VgCitGjZK-Rsap8PFMQznu1SSw-BGBEvLTMADQfP0Y1B8vyOFDZPrkB7RK4S_Opk1fATCdytu9jDFDeYLS0pCVPmi1D/s1600/IMG_0678.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ogzwvlM8YQE8t7JRkG45mFkEIZX6zmewzCtdEoPzOTq5eYEQ_VgCitGjZK-Rsap8PFMQznu1SSw-BGBEvLTMADQfP0Y1B8vyOFDZPrkB7RK4S_Opk1fATCdytu9jDFDeYLS0pCVPmi1D/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687961220756114786" /></a><br /><br />Here is a vintage Santa suit I put on my mom's mannequin in the Living Room! I have a vintage hat to go along with it but I liked my silly whimsical one on top!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1T2LgUrwxQigzph4ejVZu_NajmOe1oczkUN2v-qgdhMLDdFMzIyP26CTHxiECwDoR2DqrdUCncLRfRBeKGJ3B0sSIKz6Q0J7W6bka7iaMjDXvAoyBB17sj4j5zdijTLtt5RMissgRVEKk/s1600/IMG_0830.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1T2LgUrwxQigzph4ejVZu_NajmOe1oczkUN2v-qgdhMLDdFMzIyP26CTHxiECwDoR2DqrdUCncLRfRBeKGJ3B0sSIKz6Q0J7W6bka7iaMjDXvAoyBB17sj4j5zdijTLtt5RMissgRVEKk/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687959773885404882" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiO8tnqO_CgMaofDyzR17_TySl73BjA84FQIg5lVYH9J__igZlgC45RHoqJFCmPG8Gpe9utjvmhTf_5PIYTQVegDUfSWEXes3BTIMD0Nig5A42X4xvR1K3gnH5GNiQHgppmoiujsMljLsQ/s1600/IMG_0831.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiO8tnqO_CgMaofDyzR17_TySl73BjA84FQIg5lVYH9J__igZlgC45RHoqJFCmPG8Gpe9utjvmhTf_5PIYTQVegDUfSWEXes3BTIMD0Nig5A42X4xvR1K3gnH5GNiQHgppmoiujsMljLsQ/s320/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687959777670617218" /></a><br /><br />I love these pictures. I got them from an antique store. They aren't needlepoint but some embroidery technique.<br /><br />The bottom one says:<br /><br />"Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, be it ever so humble, there's no place like home"!<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFaw3KjRpGUw5EXh71m9142AdEnwHvLCLimlu5HjJ_iGWXxRHL508_JTyOF-9vF_74uxK1iXxl3JTxaC_JNeSjnZpTewz25DZDGrcq47uXAPU6D_YZ6CaE7K8lfRS-C0b-sQGQrEIKRfs-/s1600/IMG_0833.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFaw3KjRpGUw5EXh71m9142AdEnwHvLCLimlu5HjJ_iGWXxRHL508_JTyOF-9vF_74uxK1iXxl3JTxaC_JNeSjnZpTewz25DZDGrcq47uXAPU6D_YZ6CaE7K8lfRS-C0b-sQGQrEIKRfs-/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687968097905063986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><br /><br />In our basement there isn't a shortage of Santas that's for sure. The large Santa lights up! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcl8tGS7U3HxDB0m87C6XqlVw49SlGve9s8xhvBI65BJUm4_Ce03sLRXyi_dLLsnhhAjh6Zw5MRE78yHdfHC3ZUY-yQVB3_gVsBkzjORzIEydKazpDHlUvS3V5yrnBpxBistH5Wp6GIzi/s1600/IMG_0825.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcl8tGS7U3HxDB0m87C6XqlVw49SlGve9s8xhvBI65BJUm4_Ce03sLRXyi_dLLsnhhAjh6Zw5MRE78yHdfHC3ZUY-yQVB3_gVsBkzjORzIEydKazpDHlUvS3V5yrnBpxBistH5Wp6GIzi/s320/IMG_0825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687959786646860466" /></a><br /><br />The stockings were hung by the chimney with care....in our case, they were hung on a ladder with ease!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgts8KTrBkYKyVotKgyx1TwHsuMu01dxEzOVY42fmw7KM2Y2PyCjKVYKeInKaJEbLio0SFYghq2u49xyaoDwONoJjshclGO-27L_Imfk0tmd0z-whKGYl3ew6vCVIPdSEvb7KRQ9rZJpfKX/s1600/IMG_0823.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgts8KTrBkYKyVotKgyx1TwHsuMu01dxEzOVY42fmw7KM2Y2PyCjKVYKeInKaJEbLio0SFYghq2u49xyaoDwONoJjshclGO-27L_Imfk0tmd0z-whKGYl3ew6vCVIPdSEvb7KRQ9rZJpfKX/s320/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687972264847199954" /></a><br /><br />Who needs a star on the top when you have a top hat!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYv_2K9gVCkmm5u8iQNmzYz_XeDvviajq68WSpHbFZDc4V_OkIh_0TXTLbK12llXrMhg6hGLvv2EDI7q05nf1NSS0wRFcNq6anf9vgWVkjPhOpzx03wOhbYtEBmi2gGeBoWBNvSVn-Pkm_/s1600/IMG_0822.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYv_2K9gVCkmm5u8iQNmzYz_XeDvviajq68WSpHbFZDc4V_OkIh_0TXTLbK12llXrMhg6hGLvv2EDI7q05nf1NSS0wRFcNq6anf9vgWVkjPhOpzx03wOhbYtEBmi2gGeBoWBNvSVn-Pkm_/s320/IMG_0822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687972550781079650" /></a><br /><br />Since my hubby didn't want me to "touch" his baby I got as close as I could with a big bow tucked under his neck and little Santa hats on the deer statues!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQufjvTnxnG-hgTmQuQtHbfyZfBcBfPz6tBscvvLJsK9Ov8uH8-N_K_EI2Vw1YP51uvFEVkGISt58SacsVq93wxvG5tV7GN74LBtDoCBIqM5fs8XIg3ZKhRTVmDv_G_SemiclHsG1cvm_/s1600/IMG_0827.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQufjvTnxnG-hgTmQuQtHbfyZfBcBfPz6tBscvvLJsK9Ov8uH8-N_K_EI2Vw1YP51uvFEVkGISt58SacsVq93wxvG5tV7GN74LBtDoCBIqM5fs8XIg3ZKhRTVmDv_G_SemiclHsG1cvm_/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687972260369660930" /></a><br /><br />Well, we're all ready for the big guy to arrive on Sunday morning! Are you?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/116/4F2F30F626FD25D0C04A02F49D1368F2.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-71358281440028906362011-12-16T08:50:00.001-06:002011-12-18T23:13:37.151-06:00Curious Sofa's Subway art!I'm sure by now everyone in the blog world knows about subway art and almost as equally knows about<br /><br /><a href="http://curioussofa.blogspot.com/">Debbie from Curious Sofa Diaries</a>! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfLv4Rj4_0RvMtocoXmh4__rImh0YBHRLx9F6LlFH596xBeQ9T48jiRNdbJn8ppGgboKKFVyAnD8_XTzGQfwWCLeU_c4jtud1B9evxgHWIJiptyf3hjySV8SHjE3rbSi7HYQNRnn79C1sn/s1600/RHCU.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfLv4Rj4_0RvMtocoXmh4__rImh0YBHRLx9F6LlFH596xBeQ9T48jiRNdbJn8ppGgboKKFVyAnD8_XTzGQfwWCLeU_c4jtud1B9evxgHWIJiptyf3hjySV8SHjE3rbSi7HYQNRnn79C1sn/s320/RHCU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686802591180622706" /></a><br /><br />Well she is Amazing with a capital "A"! She is so talented and quite frankly my idol! I recently bought myself an early Christmas gift that I had been searching for, for quite some time. I was tempted to make one but time stopped me from doing so. I happened to peruse the Internet and decided to check out <br /><a href="http://curioussofa.com/">Debbie's shop</a> and lo and behold, to what do my wandering eyes did appear...... but this magnificent subway roll with my favorite obsession...Paris and some of it's famous attractions scrolled all over it!!<br /><br />I think I hung it in several spots around the house but was never completely satisfied. Then one day it hit me like a mack truck!<br />I had the perfect wall in my bedroom. It's like it was made for this exact piece! I just knew it would fit wonderfully!<br /><br />Ok, isn't it fantastic? This was before I decorated for Christmas.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYWCxXHacvUu-JpNwoxMJe0QzIMCdB-LYcTv9-nKntJqzD-QdyutCpNS4MsuKDA6VvyakDg_DmmTFipdivMpfKtlj9bf2vTu8cqYzYgpizLZcLehZJQ0DG5YqB6xL-FFL5MxeIbVgipHz/s1600/IMG_0680.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYWCxXHacvUu-JpNwoxMJe0QzIMCdB-LYcTv9-nKntJqzD-QdyutCpNS4MsuKDA6VvyakDg_DmmTFipdivMpfKtlj9bf2vTu8cqYzYgpizLZcLehZJQ0DG5YqB6xL-FFL5MxeIbVgipHz/s320/IMG_0680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686769172900345810" /></a><br /><br />And now with a little twinkle and color!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNfM2eBCbh1Kp7SUw0BSH6IVXT0KpDmg8Xin5N29YpqfFZi1hQ2EaAG47wXLZUTBof7txoBr7rsGqW47BkrpfxJJWpoqzASaiyDNgjgSc0YEJifsPBQsPFxxjf7NlrmXx-yTsFbtPeVTm8/s1600/IMG_0807.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNfM2eBCbh1Kp7SUw0BSH6IVXT0KpDmg8Xin5N29YpqfFZi1hQ2EaAG47wXLZUTBof7txoBr7rsGqW47BkrpfxJJWpoqzASaiyDNgjgSc0YEJifsPBQsPFxxjf7NlrmXx-yTsFbtPeVTm8/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686766565649524322" /></a><br /><br />Claire saw me snapping pictures and just had to get in on the action! She recently started taking piano lessons and had just learned "Jolly Old Saint Nicholas"!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOdATmtDsCd1GDHy4zihmzuwwdQdWm5SBHL0PMS6iJCAOJCMhsdh-Atmnvtk8_0815nnMzXWNnq3iGCPkNc9Nos-v3rXUDk4JZdCzdYprSsNyBqAbM0318ReYcUe2eW2-fwNoIKplZzUj/s1600/IMG_0769.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOdATmtDsCd1GDHy4zihmzuwwdQdWm5SBHL0PMS6iJCAOJCMhsdh-Atmnvtk8_0815nnMzXWNnq3iGCPkNc9Nos-v3rXUDk4JZdCzdYprSsNyBqAbM0318ReYcUe2eW2-fwNoIKplZzUj/s320/IMG_0769.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686740193043366354" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_OmTxo-CuVwyXlFIj56xNq9zVZtrkZHGhYZ2uc9DoAZ3QNwxPKbcsElo65hA32ivc0UOcboA8JMbSBpv8TqYv8uDzRb04YXwjQfQrpWHMLxti6Snq0yQ5PnAa9ezYky_f_szPmdD7KO_/s1600/IMG_0768.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_OmTxo-CuVwyXlFIj56xNq9zVZtrkZHGhYZ2uc9DoAZ3QNwxPKbcsElo65hA32ivc0UOcboA8JMbSBpv8TqYv8uDzRb04YXwjQfQrpWHMLxti6Snq0yQ5PnAa9ezYky_f_szPmdD7KO_/s320/IMG_0768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686739691976019106" /></a><br /><br />I'm pretty sure I've never done a post on our bedroom so welcome!<br /><br />I love our bed except when I was pregnant! It was so hard to climb up into it! I still don't know how I did it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWaqRKEg_x46wiwKGA-lJ3eLb4Y298yurRgdvIstXwPC9L9rmN8A1HDGPhF1BQdspnpw0aqnYY3XqBPRaOvfHgv1sK9hZ3wfoXC0Hag_nZnaU3NqHQGX6NnYlPUpW5zbN06DygakmNjJH/s1600/IMG_0814.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWaqRKEg_x46wiwKGA-lJ3eLb4Y298yurRgdvIstXwPC9L9rmN8A1HDGPhF1BQdspnpw0aqnYY3XqBPRaOvfHgv1sK9hZ3wfoXC0Hag_nZnaU3NqHQGX6NnYlPUpW5zbN06DygakmNjJH/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686807573851566786" /></a><br /><br />My reading area! Great place to curl up with a good book!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsj645fbvEA_2D_wARY6-HlZDGYbVK09Q7XvevSFJEd6eIlGNjN8eG7N9ZlUDF0qW-aefTj884YnHiV7vjulEwhImZExeGtupoiA_Yga9VEWiIP0SNCELHJXkP_fKED5DMKB86xqKhjzPV/s1600/IMG_0811.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsj645fbvEA_2D_wARY6-HlZDGYbVK09Q7XvevSFJEd6eIlGNjN8eG7N9ZlUDF0qW-aefTj884YnHiV7vjulEwhImZExeGtupoiA_Yga9VEWiIP0SNCELHJXkP_fKED5DMKB86xqKhjzPV/s320/IMG_0811.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686807343988686002" /></a><br /><br />These are directly across from the bed! My all time favorite pictures of Claire for her first birthday!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VTpWZ7Ocm3-cQ07_BA8G62NTvBewcpN7S5ol85mFPasARWU7L0Z1LdQKz09T3rKCtcDaTVuOn-9iN2Be0CVMB1_fLpKqGFLpv3A_-ZNGhtHbn8-_2jcbdW8Y8zvSuq1iUf-r4XGFdkM9/s1600/IMG_0812.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VTpWZ7Ocm3-cQ07_BA8G62NTvBewcpN7S5ol85mFPasARWU7L0Z1LdQKz09T3rKCtcDaTVuOn-9iN2Be0CVMB1_fLpKqGFLpv3A_-ZNGhtHbn8-_2jcbdW8Y8zvSuq1iUf-r4XGFdkM9/s320/IMG_0812.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686807343821177202" /></a><br /><br />I thought I'd hang some snowflakes for the two flakes that sleep below! Ha, I'm sure my husband will love that!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKqZxTNvW0wvRJThhw5XcOMf1UY0iLgLhpntUNT2sHrVoPc2w07C0_nr2ducISslew7A81OTNNyJIzmC_X5txZyiF-JgMlBse_r7TAbj5tHFu8XyjKy0SMONczNgGF5ol_MfJadpFpw_lU/s1600/IMG_0810.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKqZxTNvW0wvRJThhw5XcOMf1UY0iLgLhpntUNT2sHrVoPc2w07C0_nr2ducISslew7A81OTNNyJIzmC_X5txZyiF-JgMlBse_r7TAbj5tHFu8XyjKy0SMONczNgGF5ol_MfJadpFpw_lU/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686807162510148962" /></a><br /><br />I have a thing for religious statues! My mother gave me my first Virgin Mary when I was 16 and the others I've found at garage sales and antique stores. I've never spent more than $8 on any of them. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2s0kg9fQLKW74qM44Csb17YQhpeqI-QaMlnumPmos_zhymRdUWhj4rREevsZCgtFzeXGjIAiYl9T0w4QagTFNEw3xThAN1-neEdkZBgD6XK2FhnY2S9EgmDvxfi8RceM8VirPFY-SSJCD/s1600/IMG_0804.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2s0kg9fQLKW74qM44Csb17YQhpeqI-QaMlnumPmos_zhymRdUWhj4rREevsZCgtFzeXGjIAiYl9T0w4QagTFNEw3xThAN1-neEdkZBgD6XK2FhnY2S9EgmDvxfi8RceM8VirPFY-SSJCD/s320/IMG_0804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686766146877196818" /></a><br /><br />I wonder if my collecting them will help me get into those pearly gates? <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjySnrU7bsFBYtNY8mn6p9p7LQ4u2hOLJWPP276uiNzNq4b2v0EYsixuWxlq-v6mPHWSz0rBxYgFba8ySxuiUp0mUExOg9e7SwCKllli9zqEwBBg9RkC_EzJHCkKfPlRjwJfLLkPNwnB4zo/s1600/IMG_0805.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjySnrU7bsFBYtNY8mn6p9p7LQ4u2hOLJWPP276uiNzNq4b2v0EYsixuWxlq-v6mPHWSz0rBxYgFba8ySxuiUp0mUExOg9e7SwCKllli9zqEwBBg9RkC_EzJHCkKfPlRjwJfLLkPNwnB4zo/s320/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686766141976529106" /></a><br /><br />Well, I'm at least hoping my Mother is putting in a good word for me!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNUA3y5YGFXVZATiXoSZbENwP-_oXrF9T-TdCy-5X9opRsHKl6e1CemfjbexG2zg-iFU5fupfJ0H2c7yvNQa-T3-vwtfG09Fr4MuOcvheeZt_Lk_fNz3eE6_YNb-SinNJbafG2IShlBWEi/s1600/IMG_0806.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNUA3y5YGFXVZATiXoSZbENwP-_oXrF9T-TdCy-5X9opRsHKl6e1CemfjbexG2zg-iFU5fupfJ0H2c7yvNQa-T3-vwtfG09Fr4MuOcvheeZt_Lk_fNz3eE6_YNb-SinNJbafG2IShlBWEi/s320/IMG_0806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686766144795027346" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a><br /><br />A bit of funny I enjoyed reading and thought you would too.....<br /><br />“Humor is a spontaneous, wonderful bit of an outburst that just comes. It's unbridled, it's unplanned, it's full of surprises.” <br />― Erma Bombeck1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-44962951466617291062011-12-11T11:12:00.001-06:002011-12-11T11:12:18.051-06:00My Shoe Tree!I started collecting shoe ornaments 2 years ago and now I've collected so many that this year they get their own tree!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnvVp4aaTzUk7uk9eE62_ffLZTndCBbh5nXTFhrrgO_dqYzwIdk8d0zBdbpRs6zKWpHC7FKNiDVtd1lYbjdo4Pi_8Qhb9Rjk85PgRHCknJac4MSbWTNpG4gaCrLCPeH9jixEHCiBLQK6sw/s1600/IMG_0779.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnvVp4aaTzUk7uk9eE62_ffLZTndCBbh5nXTFhrrgO_dqYzwIdk8d0zBdbpRs6zKWpHC7FKNiDVtd1lYbjdo4Pi_8Qhb9Rjk85PgRHCknJac4MSbWTNpG4gaCrLCPeH9jixEHCiBLQK6sw/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684916299203880946" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-7ifUMByoBFhXVmyO6VDdc3xnLEVmTQmy1fqwSHY3o1fcsBxTkOUnCX3Z0hWQyy4t9aSqcU7CTjx2G9qHZ-nEqyQngxGzIsDQ2NUXjuTBdsAu2eVdwEawMgWjsQ9fJUDl2DQHK0weNwm/s1600/IMG_0798.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-7ifUMByoBFhXVmyO6VDdc3xnLEVmTQmy1fqwSHY3o1fcsBxTkOUnCX3Z0hWQyy4t9aSqcU7CTjx2G9qHZ-nEqyQngxGzIsDQ2NUXjuTBdsAu2eVdwEawMgWjsQ9fJUDl2DQHK0weNwm/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684915012285105586" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdKLnZnRMF-IXhMk7xHXicEKz2S0_YoCs816xN2MrpzDw8Ag11ectXYuaTtJRg36JI5_KLPUTeEKpfPNeAg6HJ2T6NXMkw0BSzy8Yh9qeJex47Ww9wa0c6NUbOwoF3AJv6DJ8L2SDRUEp/s1600/IMG_0799.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdKLnZnRMF-IXhMk7xHXicEKz2S0_YoCs816xN2MrpzDw8Ag11ectXYuaTtJRg36JI5_KLPUTeEKpfPNeAg6HJ2T6NXMkw0BSzy8Yh9qeJex47Ww9wa0c6NUbOwoF3AJv6DJ8L2SDRUEp/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684915010322089762" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9MQfwdrCzhhyphenhyphen63FGRdplYhBgt-9VCDBu8lPeFBp9P8NNOeORLkDM7fwij148bjWnx5VBGOzYBgdid4PZ3_8ALaxG-iC4tA-4KNsaCIZZ-8zZDAcgiWTBzN6zx2pHFGdnCRzUUCSGg1iwz/s1600/IMG_0797.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9MQfwdrCzhhyphenhyphen63FGRdplYhBgt-9VCDBu8lPeFBp9P8NNOeORLkDM7fwij148bjWnx5VBGOzYBgdid4PZ3_8ALaxG-iC4tA-4KNsaCIZZ-8zZDAcgiWTBzN6zx2pHFGdnCRzUUCSGg1iwz/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684917015118816690" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHk0xJyezsjLNIC0eVnOWaZTa8PWwPL4CsmCS4TYCR94ubY9KvJ7AkcoNrfbSW9oOdH01pQ8vXq3ud0DHYxBuEgiJ0Ln-gkkXOmshRNqpalXN5PCVjkiBlxcaThz06V0b5Mdizgd4Z1iJw/s1600/IMG_0796.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHk0xJyezsjLNIC0eVnOWaZTa8PWwPL4CsmCS4TYCR94ubY9KvJ7AkcoNrfbSW9oOdH01pQ8vXq3ud0DHYxBuEgiJ0Ln-gkkXOmshRNqpalXN5PCVjkiBlxcaThz06V0b5Mdizgd4Z1iJw/s320/IMG_0796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684914566746205442" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUsXnrpLLupqgnlqlKxpMIu1tMDKUXfoqxh03UXnqrW0WgIheVFGP0eMROv_wCtrHrkFlgnxjpF0JE_z9UJCfzr4epZjOu0zxEwuSKwE3WTxj68jsYEUPQMcUoI7n2WnisVXMCsfZlcea/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUsXnrpLLupqgnlqlKxpMIu1tMDKUXfoqxh03UXnqrW0WgIheVFGP0eMROv_wCtrHrkFlgnxjpF0JE_z9UJCfzr4epZjOu0zxEwuSKwE3WTxj68jsYEUPQMcUoI7n2WnisVXMCsfZlcea/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684914557199518850" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHwSEIA19x8JasbjBn9LkIQXi4dbYSQJGChRMTStfGu5217HFYBkckNGc0mUjEpcLcruIfl06Zajer-QgaZ6KHUT3mCRvVIafnf6vSsXfHjCk_9kqReHrB5uSCeIuX8nCTKxtqLqx80BK/s1600/IMG_0801.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHwSEIA19x8JasbjBn9LkIQXi4dbYSQJGChRMTStfGu5217HFYBkckNGc0mUjEpcLcruIfl06Zajer-QgaZ6KHUT3mCRvVIafnf6vSsXfHjCk_9kqReHrB5uSCeIuX8nCTKxtqLqx80BK/s320/IMG_0801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684914555175302130" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdmZ23IDss2hoUAmLX7Og_fDORh7ibbkWTxuZOJjT-AT_qJFAJl4ifEopCBVBOpm2sAs74lyAO_Wxi1TngXK4sPH6sH9eHatmzYgjAaNVoU4IwvbFKU7SYT69tYZHjFLe50wmKd1SSvF1x/s1600/IMG_0780.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdmZ23IDss2hoUAmLX7Og_fDORh7ibbkWTxuZOJjT-AT_qJFAJl4ifEopCBVBOpm2sAs74lyAO_Wxi1TngXK4sPH6sH9eHatmzYgjAaNVoU4IwvbFKU7SYT69tYZHjFLe50wmKd1SSvF1x/s320/IMG_0780.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684916402647035186" /></a><br /><br />I see that even Zeke enjoys my shoe tree! He found a cozy spot to rest while watching over the kiddos! <br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-9406432539615405272011-12-10T11:19:00.000-06:002011-12-10T11:25:36.176-06:00AN ACTUAL CRAIG’S LIST PERSONALS ADI so want to believe this is true, it is truly fantastic! <br /><br />This was an ad dated 2010-09-27, 1:43 a.m. E.S.T. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">To the Guy Who Tried to Mug Me in Downtown Savannah night before last.</span><br /><br />I was the guy wearing the black Burberry jacket that you demanded that I<br />hand over, shortly after you pulled the knife on me and my girlfriend,<br />threatening our lives. You also asked for my girlfriend’s purse and<br />earrings. I can only hope that you somehow come across this rather important<br />message.<br /><br />First, I’d like to apologize for your embarrassment; I didn’t expect you to<br />actually crap in your pants when I drew my pistol after you took my jacket..<br />The evening was not that cold, and I was wearing the jacket for a reason..<br />my girlfriend was happy that I just returned safely from my 2nd tour as a<br />Combat Marine in Afghanistan .. She had just bought me that Kimber Custom<br />Model 1911 .45 ACP pistol for my birthday, and we had picked up a shoulder<br />holster for it that very evening. Obviously you agree that it is a very<br />intimidating weapon when pointed at your head<br /><br />... isn’t it?!<br /><br />I know it probably wasn’t fun walking back to wherever you’d come from with<br />that brown sludge in your pants. I’m sure it was even worse walking<br />bare-footed since I made you leave your shoes, cell phone, and wallet with<br />me. [That prevented you from calling or running to your buddies to come help<br />mug us again].<br /><br />After I called your mother or “Momma” as you had her listed in your cell, I<br />explained the entire episode of what you’d done. Then I went and filled up<br />my gas tank as well as those of four other people in the gas station,—on<br />your credit card. The guy with the big motor home took 153 gallons and was<br />extremely grateful!<br /><br />I gave your shoes to a homeless guy outside Vinnie Van Go Go’s, along with<br />all the cash in your wallet. [That made his day!]<br /><br />I then threw your wallet into the big pink “pimp mobile” that was parked at<br />the curb …. after I broke the windshield and side window and keyed the<br />entire driver’s side of the car.<br /><br />Later, I called a bunch of phone sex numbers from your cell phone. Ma Bell<br />just now shut down the line, although I only used the phone for a little<br />over a day now, so what ’s going on with that? Earlier, I managed to get in<br />two threatening phone calls to the DA’s office and one to the FBI, while<br />mentioning President Obama as my possible target.<br /><br />The FBI guy seemed really intense and we had a nice long chat (I guess while<br />he traced your number etc.).<br /><br />In a way, perhaps I should apologize for not killing you … but I feel<br />this type of retribution is a far more appropriate punishment for your<br />threatened crime. I wish you well as you try to sort through some of these<br />rather immediate pressing issues, and can only hope that you have the<br />opportunity to reflect upon, and perhaps reconsider, the career path you’ve<br />chosen to pursue in life. Remember, next time you might not be so lucky.<br />Have a good day!<br /><br />Thoughtfully yours, Semper Fi,<br /><br />Alex1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-32265625082247750182011-12-09T00:33:00.001-06:002011-12-09T00:34:33.929-06:00Holiday Mantle!I thought I would show you a few pics of my mantle from previous years and then show you my mantle today!<br /><br />This was from 2 years ago. Pretty traditional with the reds and greens! Check out my gals apron! Naughty or Nice? You'll never know, lol!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIAGPSsaEWmjtDvm3GBiEDFob6yKFQotTOa-Zc-AZfefy90JXFgJdGuIXUhuamIoH1WDN_b8wqpBOusg-z9tvhJvHO82KFcw8AYsQCjEccs_wT1KY6Jr7fw2sWiaWtMpdzS-Uplvh_-f4s/s1600/DSCN1263.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIAGPSsaEWmjtDvm3GBiEDFob6yKFQotTOa-Zc-AZfefy90JXFgJdGuIXUhuamIoH1WDN_b8wqpBOusg-z9tvhJvHO82KFcw8AYsQCjEccs_wT1KY6Jr7fw2sWiaWtMpdzS-Uplvh_-f4s/s320/DSCN1263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684010216293333938" /></a><br /><br />This was last year's mantle. I was going for a mostly all white theme, but had to throw in a little color for some pop!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyNgCQk0nu196vphVTAFPucT1FAyPL6wV1Q2vwqYCuiXUdbpHIFPcymc-sxrtGJotTikY_zYe02h0HyxWKY6KncY9J_iu4oqu9vhap5k8Pi6IoRswOdujqQjID6Kmyz5hXivV0M1Pg0w_g/s1600/DSCN1288.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyNgCQk0nu196vphVTAFPucT1FAyPL6wV1Q2vwqYCuiXUdbpHIFPcymc-sxrtGJotTikY_zYe02h0HyxWKY6KncY9J_iu4oqu9vhap5k8Pi6IoRswOdujqQjID6Kmyz5hXivV0M1Pg0w_g/s320/DSCN1288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684010224040840002" /></a><br /><br />And this is my mantle this year! I found the Joy banner at the GW, brand new in box for $1.99. The blue curly Q's were from the Hobby Lobster at half off so I swiped them all up! <br /><br />The wreath I just whipped up with some fluffy yarn wrapped a bazillion times around a straw wreath form. Then I added some felt flowers!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3EDxTTtwm4wwgP4KO2qMDHqrJzOmrMNGipjCNDLqiMTkLEYzvbsHNVwUhknHhohmRr5Y6sPYEZY2tCfeGEXzxBxRQitKB3gp6VfTnBxjAJlVIDDxHlcYajLx9rBx1OU-EL7jt8pSFW6PK/s1600/IMG_0736.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3EDxTTtwm4wwgP4KO2qMDHqrJzOmrMNGipjCNDLqiMTkLEYzvbsHNVwUhknHhohmRr5Y6sPYEZY2tCfeGEXzxBxRQitKB3gp6VfTnBxjAJlVIDDxHlcYajLx9rBx1OU-EL7jt8pSFW6PK/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684007697452700066" /></a><br /><br />Threw in some mercury trees I had for some sparkle and there you have it! A pretty simple fun Holiday Mantle!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr42kK9FY85vHVVyXeoCNVHxV8LEr_jhMCb1N3IGG0qgb7FXQvi2A1TeFb67aLqPvPdRd3R9p1CoCgWAOQMbpADU_pjrorUWhxbzF90FM5JZaT_n7c9LlxcpjOAcwpwwg5lKnhCIJUU74S/s1600/IMG_0737.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr42kK9FY85vHVVyXeoCNVHxV8LEr_jhMCb1N3IGG0qgb7FXQvi2A1TeFb67aLqPvPdRd3R9p1CoCgWAOQMbpADU_pjrorUWhxbzF90FM5JZaT_n7c9LlxcpjOAcwpwwg5lKnhCIJUU74S/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684007691931161906" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/116/4F2F30F626FD25D0C04A02F49D1368F2.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-62802817037528328072011-12-05T08:49:00.001-06:002011-12-05T08:59:04.825-06:00Peace on Earth!I've been collecting globes for quite a while now and thought I would use them in my Christmas display! Here is my take on "Peace on Earth!" The three peace signs are ornaments I purchased last year from Pottery Barn.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDc2xze9ZvAlqaJJatmVfcmKKMVUE1zwo3mY0Kjfz_OOe0Ys0V-Ps54UewnxJLN_hAWdB4W6cvk4uOtwY1f_6OODeMJFS3qcexASTGGcSl3njleQHbEylgAKVD2aYESW_UGz7fX9ObSe73/s1600/IMG_0739.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDc2xze9ZvAlqaJJatmVfcmKKMVUE1zwo3mY0Kjfz_OOe0Ys0V-Ps54UewnxJLN_hAWdB4W6cvk4uOtwY1f_6OODeMJFS3qcexASTGGcSl3njleQHbEylgAKVD2aYESW_UGz7fX9ObSe73/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682652053324015986" /></a><br /><br />Do you see our ELF Zeke ? He's hanging in the sleigh. I get the feeling he is going to be a camera snob this season!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8el7xfENjr-5772V4WoFdsv8qhmE-GrVtZlSyWVZCd0RVQzGQsaSYtAM-JepT81neP11x2iobW2q_WD_5HJwdJ9XjQXyYiu1_-UO7gH3Wv8cP4wE_M58pkAJBSwSuOaTXa5TYSfnt7ivk/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8el7xfENjr-5772V4WoFdsv8qhmE-GrVtZlSyWVZCd0RVQzGQsaSYtAM-JepT81neP11x2iobW2q_WD_5HJwdJ9XjQXyYiu1_-UO7gH3Wv8cP4wE_M58pkAJBSwSuOaTXa5TYSfnt7ivk/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682651751988874978" /></a><br /><br />Another elf favorite is the red guy! I found him at an antique store for $3.00. Now this guy my kids don't like. They say he has an almost gremlin look to him. Hmmm, it must be the ears. I guess that's why I like him!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgMqvCwM0dWA5rI6V1VagKuBIsHOhxloVhQbecjtHNQyaR9eY0GCJ6qKbve_pYRRaDd4F-rBpuW37hn-kYdmMykVyaI4LnOujzVPhO-ZjGhJf37yKlcxxXsr0E00a_RfJupMn_WtxFXQLq/s1600/IMG_0741.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgMqvCwM0dWA5rI6V1VagKuBIsHOhxloVhQbecjtHNQyaR9eY0GCJ6qKbve_pYRRaDd4F-rBpuW37hn-kYdmMykVyaI4LnOujzVPhO-ZjGhJf37yKlcxxXsr0E00a_RfJupMn_WtxFXQLq/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682651404301249970" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPzPjDYMX66UveEAI-2nfyi6chyphenhyphenHlO7frQVdwgQ-JubqG0l4OZHE1K2rGfRmuSUvrLw4x_U-fxJ8zdPE79wHEwykDDRYec_x_nqv8yOUrBsL8Lh1yxeD6n5EeeTy8SFrWbNhHg5xHE17Hv/s1600/IMG_0742.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPzPjDYMX66UveEAI-2nfyi6chyphenhyphenHlO7frQVdwgQ-JubqG0l4OZHE1K2rGfRmuSUvrLw4x_U-fxJ8zdPE79wHEwykDDRYec_x_nqv8yOUrBsL8Lh1yxeD6n5EeeTy8SFrWbNhHg5xHE17Hv/s320/IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682651404483232370" /></a><br /><br />I have also been collecting religious figures for a while and this Virgin Mary and Jesus planter are from a consignment store for $5.00!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tMT9w18EclpMU9dt8fJU_r4iBT3U4unjIcCMniGs3x-aktdgJldcOkmz8mPp_w-FRllBnaiHlKupo8deoHoMqKNHe1UQlW0hHKW47LsN3ixiUEZ7Onfp-cJFwQ_8Lc-NBLaQYmaVbN4d/s1600/IMG_0747.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tMT9w18EclpMU9dt8fJU_r4iBT3U4unjIcCMniGs3x-aktdgJldcOkmz8mPp_w-FRllBnaiHlKupo8deoHoMqKNHe1UQlW0hHKW47LsN3ixiUEZ7Onfp-cJFwQ_8Lc-NBLaQYmaVbN4d/s320/IMG_0747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682650373502166194" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvNSKm8fDOnquSihOswajMiHH0G987tPkSiHu2h6ra-l0x1f2wpLcCaG9G_KR0Ea0czK4DUDF2kc1Kddp7DOvubV1fEu4WM1FSDSHr-uLhD_9ex5YvJPqUVmF9MtUemFDCudHZ8eYETrb/s1600/IMG_0748.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvNSKm8fDOnquSihOswajMiHH0G987tPkSiHu2h6ra-l0x1f2wpLcCaG9G_KR0Ea0czK4DUDF2kc1Kddp7DOvubV1fEu4WM1FSDSHr-uLhD_9ex5YvJPqUVmF9MtUemFDCudHZ8eYETrb/s320/IMG_0748.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682650062502033042" /></a><br /><br />This one is from a wonderful vintage shop I frequent and she was only $4.00! Sorry she is so blurry!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK3UZmo8TU-vbjwxiqm9QT97sRhj6_eg8sVPs_jwixuQS1npqKlBRz1XSgMaF09j9AqDsqe4s5jaMX1QMuIp3QGTJzzha41pzl7XXyusL-i0BzvNC58iZOqVz4BE4gOK7SzTsLMBklGMxj/s1600/IMG_0746.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK3UZmo8TU-vbjwxiqm9QT97sRhj6_eg8sVPs_jwixuQS1npqKlBRz1XSgMaF09j9AqDsqe4s5jaMX1QMuIp3QGTJzzha41pzl7XXyusL-i0BzvNC58iZOqVz4BE4gOK7SzTsLMBklGMxj/s320/IMG_0746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682649868508070898" /></a><br /><br />Vintage Santa and reindeer were from an antique store.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhmtiGNVaWF3YIEC_dFJhrCcxOmYtBs9BjIkXiqRO2Ou40KcpBJGcdVGceoe72I-CsCy68266D5nlcb-eQnalO5RRhm17UEazsayDJXV76JRFTmsSBEC8XxqNc7e6lIOGOok8owdtXLJgI/s1600/IMG_0745.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhmtiGNVaWF3YIEC_dFJhrCcxOmYtBs9BjIkXiqRO2Ou40KcpBJGcdVGceoe72I-CsCy68266D5nlcb-eQnalO5RRhm17UEazsayDJXV76JRFTmsSBEC8XxqNc7e6lIOGOok8owdtXLJgI/s320/IMG_0745.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682649612756185666" /></a><br /><br />One of my favorite movies is "Elf" I swear my whole family could quote that movie and we often do. Here is a favorite!<br /><br />"I just like to smile, smiling's my favorite!"<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/116/4F2F30F626FD25D0C04A02F49D1368F2.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415552123007440517.post-83981120709098335282011-12-01T08:59:00.001-06:002011-12-01T09:01:27.583-06:00We've been Elfed!Well, we're getting into the Holiday Spirit over here. After all our last name is famous at this time of year. You know the song 12 days of Christmas well we are the Partridge's in a Pear Tree!<br /><br />I found these silly elf carolers at a little vintage shop for about $3.00. My kids are kinda creeped out by my little elves. They think the eyes are scary! I say the creepier the face the cuter they are!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgshveG4MOXckxjIB1eZuAOBCATCSllQuUSRhuw4g75OTW7TXx57uIq3vt0WmN1XVzpsZOUStJSZkgRYeg_VWUcOVXVvRqAAwNfY_mJ5NES9Qmzgd0Nxk3aUfC2hUsxzsfPSWTNKafz6vwc/s1600/IMG_0712.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgshveG4MOXckxjIB1eZuAOBCATCSllQuUSRhuw4g75OTW7TXx57uIq3vt0WmN1XVzpsZOUStJSZkgRYeg_VWUcOVXVvRqAAwNfY_mJ5NES9Qmzgd0Nxk3aUfC2hUsxzsfPSWTNKafz6vwc/s320/IMG_0712.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681167689803408994" /></a><br /><br />This little blue guy is my absolute favorite! I love his face! Can you see who's peeking in over at the right? Yup that's our elf on the Shelf Zeke. He just flew in this morning! Claire was so excited she thought he needed to join the other elves!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFfaWbOinhyphenhyphenaJKbdL0rbNK__H3WZkYk6kL5tvKmdxVGpoED0XQDNO0O9JsCzkFgtwUkjzqsYKQmnWZNKBAHOP4bd72lH-LDh1DPJ1TahN0Z2RaezuL2FNiZzmBtE9OjNXqt5G2T8l4-QTa/s1600/IMG_0713.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFfaWbOinhyphenhyphenaJKbdL0rbNK__H3WZkYk6kL5tvKmdxVGpoED0XQDNO0O9JsCzkFgtwUkjzqsYKQmnWZNKBAHOP4bd72lH-LDh1DPJ1TahN0Z2RaezuL2FNiZzmBtE9OjNXqt5G2T8l4-QTa/s320/IMG_0713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681167208209686930" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHy5RwlW8pFceB_Ut5DnN5Kh21E6j6L7F20i6sfndHm_q5rapSxVZBYPBNBi0tlniI38uh_z2RWH-0UQ7Fr9YLDujeSyST1pC_3Ye0117y2peZTY1dX0U5xw4FznDJNhVpwdA4VgepE3xD/s1600/IMG_0709.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHy5RwlW8pFceB_Ut5DnN5Kh21E6j6L7F20i6sfndHm_q5rapSxVZBYPBNBi0tlniI38uh_z2RWH-0UQ7Fr9YLDujeSyST1pC_3Ye0117y2peZTY1dX0U5xw4FznDJNhVpwdA4VgepE3xD/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681169074850696802" /></a><br /><br />This is puddin head the angel. I thought he needed to watch over the other elves and make sure they stayed out of trouble! Everyone needs an angel to watch over them!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWIOM3ZYIcStfeGNllIi1LrdgptV8JFYxmePf0owvKwm4yjrV8In36rxebJPrRWiik2EK4Q80Ydin_WYNe4JiOCrXNV5pCSaU18BlV6QIs0GkQxuWTHoLskZTHc37SEkR74E8eaceh-B08/s1600/IMG_0714.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWIOM3ZYIcStfeGNllIi1LrdgptV8JFYxmePf0owvKwm4yjrV8In36rxebJPrRWiik2EK4Q80Ydin_WYNe4JiOCrXNV5pCSaU18BlV6QIs0GkQxuWTHoLskZTHc37SEkR74E8eaceh-B08/s320/IMG_0714.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681167682953405954" /></a><br /><br />Lots more decorating to show you, I'm on a roll here! October and November were crazy times over here. I feel like the Tasmanian devil with how much I've been coming and going! I kinda look like him lately too! I'm back though and excited to show you all some fun things around the Peartree!<br /><br />Have a super day!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/186/7C3741005BC93D471CD31E75E88581B1.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>1 Funky Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02423614215175688741noreply@blogger.com3