tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363138302024-03-07T02:17:27.702-06:00Seeing Polka DotsBe who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.comBlogger278125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-35375914230067609082009-02-24T13:07:00.002-06:002009-02-24T13:57:00.844-06:00Private.It's been an interesting leap around here and I've made the descision to take the blog private. If you'd like access, please email me and I will get you an invitation.<br /><br />This is a time for me to grow. Learn a lot and put the words of my new journey down. <br /><br />It's time I become true to myself again.<br /><br />Somewhere in life, we all are told to stop being who we naturally were. Don’t do this and don’t do that. Bad girl. Many more limitations were put on us than were encouragement and explanations. Our curiosity got squelched and sometimes we were punished, severely.<br /><br />Eventually we stopped wanting to learn and grow as our brains became cluttered with all those messages, pain becoming a frequent consequence for normal expression. Then as we grew older, other negative experiences added to these bad feelings about ourselves. We are so unaware of the sheer volume of negative messages in our subconscious. Only a small percentage makes it into our consciousness. And you wonder why one can feel so emotionally overwhelmed?<br /><br />This is a deeply emotional, psychological, and physiological transition.<br /><br />I must take the risks, face the fears, be creative, and ultimately learn how to stay focused on what I want to achieve and even to have fun.<br /><br />I guess you can say I'm taking a break that distracts my mind. I am waking myself up. I am slowly taking off that which has been weighing me down and keeping me feeling dark. I am opening myself up.<br /><br />All that I think is important is respect and clear boundaries along the way.<br /><br />Ultimately we all must follow our own Truth. <br /><br />Pretending it doesn't exist doesn't make it any less real.<br /><br />For so many, it's easy to tell me to do this and that when you're not the one living my life. It's so easy for them to judge me. It's so easy for them to make false assumptions. Choosing to believe in something otherwise doesn't change the reality of the situation. But most don't even ask me or know what the reality of the situation is. And because at the end of the day, regardless of what they say or do, they keep forgetting that they don't want to understand how I live my life. They stopped trying to put themselves in my shoes because all they can see is how their own life has worked for them. They're looking at the same elephant through different eyes. I could never be happy if I subscribed to their ideals of walking away when the going gets rough. And most of them have chosen to walk away.<br /><br />So you know what?<br /><br />It doesn't matter at all.<br /><br />You know they're not responsible for my happiness.<br /><br />But I am.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-84471542956318327322009-02-23T11:55:00.003-06:002009-02-23T12:08:19.878-06:00Feel the Fear And Do It AnywayWe change our circumstances and how we are treated by others when we change what WE say and do and how we see ourselves.<br /><br />We change these things when we ask ourselves new questions and take new actions.<br /><br />As they say: Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting to get a different result.<br /><br />Even when what we do does not work out the way we hoped or thought it would, something changes when we push ourselves outside our comfort zones and try new things.<br /><br />IF we choose to see what happens as information, we grow, we learn, we recognize new possibilities.<br /><br />If one set of actions did not work, perhaps another will.<br /><br />IF we make the choice to keep trying.<br /><br />We alter relationships in our lives when we begin to ask about others, especially those who are thorns in our sides: What are THEIR hopes and dreams and fears?<br /><br />The thing is that it’s in our hands, how we live our lives.<br /><br />The possibilities are there but we need to find a way to see them.<br /><br />Over the past few months I have made a great many changes in my life.<br /><br />NOW I see possibilities I could not grasp even a year ago and far more I could not see 5 years ago.<br /><br />Only by taking action and being willing to face my fears and honestly look at the outcome, accepting my own responsibility for my life, could I LEARN to see these new possibilities.<br /><br />I had to be willing to challenge old assumptions I hadn’t known I was allowing to control my actions and reactions.<br /><br />Why is a sense of purpose so important? Because it gives us something to focus on beyond our own fears and self-doubts and past hurts.<br /><br />It’s important because we feel better when we are closer to being the kind of person we believe we ought to be.<br /><br />It’s important because while we may not be able to find the courage to do the things we fear if it’s just for ourselves, odds are much better we will when we know we are doing so to achieve something we believe matters.<br /><br />And make no mistake—there is no way past fear except to walk through it and do the very things we think we cannot do.<br /><br />What we gain is priceless. And we cannot fail.<br /><br />Either we succeed or we gain new knowledge and insight and information—even if it’s that we may want to try something a little different next time.<br /><br />Inherent in every situation is a gift—the gift of new possibilities, new ways of looking at things—if I choose to accept it.<br /><br />We have choices.<br /><br />We can stay exactly as we are and we will have exactly what we have now—until the universe comes along and yanks the rug out from under our feet!<br /><br />Or we can choose to go forward, embracing change and new possibilities.<br /><br />I believe that we can use everything that happens to help us move toward a life that is rich and fulfilling and filled with a sense of purpose.<br /><br />It’s our choice.<br /><br />And once we choose, it’s up to us to take the steps to achieve that life we want to have.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-88792597900397781562009-01-16T10:13:00.002-06:002009-01-16T10:26:13.160-06:00Reflections on 2008 - - What 2009 brings....In pursuing the life you want, you don't want to miss out on the life you have.<br /><br />Embrace who you are, appreciate where you are and what you have, now, in this moment. There is no time like the present to enjoy what you have.<br /><br />Sometimes life passes by so quickly that we forget to pay attention to what is going on. The kids grow up before our eyes, we get older and then we wonder where the time went. We live in a fast-paced society where work takes a large chunk of our day. Learn to live in the moment today.<br /><br />Living in the moment is all about living like there's no tomorrow. It takes practice but in the end, you'll lead a fuller life. To do this you must realize beauty in every moment, and in everyday activities. This is your life, now live!<br /><br />Be Thankful for what is. When you find yourself wishing for something you don't have, or wishing your life would be different, start your quest for your wish by being thankful for what is already in your life. This will bring you back to the present moment. You don't want miss the gifts right in front of you because you are always looking beyond what is in the present moment to what once was or what might be. If you are thankful for what is, you'll be happy to be in the moment instead of somewhere else.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-26334144221081405302009-01-14T08:33:00.002-06:002009-01-14T08:36:34.907-06:00sometimes I wonder why I read the news.Here are 2 top stories that really blew my mind:<br /><br /><strong>Man accused of selling child for beer</strong><br />GREENFIELD, Calif. (AP) - Police have arrested a Greenfield man for allegedly arranging to sell his 14-year-old daughter into marriage in exchange for $16,000, 100 cases of beer and several cases of meat.<br /><br /><strong>Virginity auction hits$3.7 million</strong><br />SAN DIEGO - Natalie Dylan, probably not her real name, is like many young women who are trying to find a way to pay off college. Dylan though is not like many young women in that she is trying to wipe out her college debt (and more) by auctioning off her virginity.<br /><br />okay. back to work now.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-16622212622146039142009-01-13T17:20:00.001-06:002009-01-13T17:21:29.906-06:00I don't find it funnythat I am so sore I can barely carry my purse.<br /><br />holy hell, my arms HURT!redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-50924760358047294632009-01-13T09:52:00.002-06:002009-01-13T09:58:13.591-06:00Conversation with my 6 1/2 year old.Hunter pops into the car yesterday after school & immediatly asks<br /><br />H: Mom, can I have a cell phone?<br /><br />Me: EXCUSE ME?<br /><br />H: I want a cell phone.<br /><br />Me: And just who are you going to call Hunter.<br /><br />H: M <span style="font-size:78%;">(a little girl in his class)</span> because she has a cell phone.<br /><br />Me: WHAT?!?!?!?!???<br /><br />H: She has a cell phone and I want to call her.<br /><br />Me: Use our home phone or my cell phone.<br /><br />H: But I want a cell phone like her.<br /><br />Me: HUNTER MICHAEL PEARSON YOU WILL NOT HAVE A CELL PHONE UNTIL YOU ARE 10! <span style="font-size:78%;">10 sounded like a good number and it was the 1st one to pop into my head. Even that sounds too young.</span><br /><br />H: Mom, your such a bore. By the way, M gave everyone her cell number to call her.<br /><br />Me: Hunter, stay young as long as you can. 7 year olds don't need cell phones.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-24928993636987697072009-01-11T16:09:00.002-06:002009-01-11T16:14:33.185-06:00It's when...................you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like.<br /><br />......you start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.<br /><br />......you start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones.<br /><br />......your opinions have gotten stronger. suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable andwhat isn't.<br /><br />......one minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.<br /><br />......you laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life.<br /><br />......you feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you tryand cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.<br /><br />......you get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. And cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person.<br /><br />......you go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.<br /><br />......you worry about money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!<br /><br />What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it.<br /><br />We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out. Maybe this will help someone feel like they aren't alone in their state of confusion.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-23947107921372478672009-01-08T10:15:00.000-06:002009-01-08T10:16:13.057-06:00My life.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My life oscillates between extreme order and random chaos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm trying to decide which state I'm in right now.</span>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-21697314276906172952009-01-07T10:47:00.003-06:002009-01-07T11:03:04.408-06:002009.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Wow. It's here. And it holds a lot in store.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It dawned on me New Year's Day that Jayden will be 5. Jayden, my baby. 5 years old. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I just don't know if I'm ready for that.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Surgery is looming its head around the corner but wait........maybe I do want another baby.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">SHOOT ME NOW!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I am going to be 30 this year. 30. I don't need another baby. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">If 30 is going to be anything as bad as 25, HELP ME NOW!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Maybe that's where the baby comes in. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I had 2 by the time I was 25!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">That seems like eons ago.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">as far as New Year's Resolutions, I've decided to de-clutter & simplify my life. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Sounds easy enough. No one needs so much extra crap.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Just don't touch my shoes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"> </span>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-28707386134532356072008-12-31T20:06:00.004-06:002008-12-31T20:44:53.494-06:00We're B-A-C-K!<span style="font-family:verdana;">Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.<br /><br />for those who have missed us, we are finally back!<br /><br />of course I will tell you all about it, but I am EXHAUSTED. BEYOND EXHAUSTED.<br /><br />I'll tell you the TOP REASONS Hunter & Jayden are happy to be home:<br /><br />1. The Wii. Of course. They are in wii denial.<br /><br />2. Water. They are tired of mom telling them to drink lots of water. She was hoping to avoid mountain sickness but it left us with stopping in EVERY town to potty.<br /><br />3. Their beds. They are tired of sleeping on the floor!<br /><br />4. No more constant chap stick.<br /><br /><br />And finally, just a FEW pictures!<br /><br />My handsome devils decked out & ready for church:<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08829.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08829.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The family ready for mass:</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08835.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08835.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Our 1st night on the road in Amarillo. This is them after being in the car ALL DAY.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08848.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08848.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">What nuts we were stopping by the state line. The wind was blowing about 70 mph.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08853.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08853.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The mountains seemed so CLOSE</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08856.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08856.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We quickly ran into snow & jumped out of the car to take a picture</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08858.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08858.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It was COLD, SNOWING and the wind was still blowing about 70mph</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08859.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08859.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The roads quickly looked like this</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08861.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08861.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Then this</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08870.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08870.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">SNOW was EVERYWHERE! notice the road sign. this later becomes a problem.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08875.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08875.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We couldn't see much</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08878.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08878.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The roads were HORRIBLE. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08880.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08880.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The rental car with 4WD was a LIFE SAVER. We had to make it 6 miles UP the mountain.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08882.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08882.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And we made it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The roads the next morning.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08889.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08889.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Our driveway to the house</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08895.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08895.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Soon became a sled run</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08901.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08901.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08905.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08905.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jayden getting in on the fun</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08900.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08900.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A crash landing</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08913.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08913.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">another crash landing</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08920.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08920.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Poising for the camera</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08921.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08921.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Kreg got in on the fun</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08931.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08931.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">As did I</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08932.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08932.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">There were lots of rather LARGE snowballs</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08923.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08923.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And snowball fights</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08928.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08928.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We braved the roads and helped push a few cars along the way</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08933.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08933.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">To get the boys on ski's</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08939.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08939.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08943.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08943.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">now after calling a week before we left for ski school, I was told NO reservations were needed. once we got there, we found out ski school was BOOKED. what a bummer. so, we helped the boys to ski and Jayden took to the slopes like mad!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">They were happy to be there</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08946.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08946.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08952.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08952.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We ALL were.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08962.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08962.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Soon to be my favorite picture of him</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08960.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08960.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Even the hard core ski boy needed a break</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08964.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08964.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hunter and I enjoyed watching everything</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08967.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08967.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jayden and Dad worked on skiing</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08969.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08969.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">But fun was right around the corner</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08979.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08979.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">TUBING!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">They were ready to go</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08984.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08984.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hunter is off</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08989.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08989.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08996.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08996.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jayden waits his turn</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09002.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09002.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I got in on the action</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09004.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09004.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hunter tried a few tricks</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09008.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09008.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jayden couldn't get enough</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09010.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09010.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">They even braved riding with dad</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09013.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09013.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Us with the house we stayed in</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09015.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09015.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Our last day we snowmobiled!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09025.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09025.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">What an adventure!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09036.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09036.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC09037.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC09037.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">YES our trip was a blast! Hunter was hit with mountain sickness the 1st night and Jayden got car sick on our very last trip down the mountain. THANK goodness for Phenergan. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">More on the trip to come!</span>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-44870892546552653282008-12-22T10:16:00.004-06:002008-12-22T10:31:44.365-06:003 days before ChristmasIf we can make it through the week, this is what awaits us: <a href="http://www.angelfirerockhouse.com/">The Rock House</a><br /><br />sounds easy, right?<br /><br />the kids are ONLY so full of energy yet it's 20 degrees outside.<br /><br />Hunter has, what I'm PRAYING, is a cold.<br /><br />There's packing to be done.<br /><br />Dishes to be washed.<br /><br />Laundry to be folded.<br /><br />Yet, here I am on the computer.<br /><br />I figured I'd catch up on some pictures.<br /><br />Since in typical Pearson fashion, we try to do it all!<br /><br />The Trail of Lights at Monument Hill:<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08759.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08759.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08765.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08765.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08769.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08769.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />(notice the Guitar Hero shirt. This crazy mom left LG at 4:30AM on the day after Thanksgiving to head to Target to score him Guitar Hero for about 50% off. Only to have him tell me he doesn't want it for Christmas. Well.........we are trying to pump him up about it now!)<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08771-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08771-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08773.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08773.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08774.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08774.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08781.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08781.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br />And an early Christmas present, thanks to dad. I woke up Saturday morning to my kids opening presents under the tree. I had to make sure I didn't sleep for 4 days and it was Christmas. What the heck? Ask Kreg.<br />And the Trail of Lights @ Zilker Park.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08790.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08790.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08784.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08784.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />so this is what we now have to contend with, EVERYWHERE we go.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08785.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08785.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I guess the joke on mom and all the times I have them stop and take pictures.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08788.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08788.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Jayden had the best seat in the house for taking pictures.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08789.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08789.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08791.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08791.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08803.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08803.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08804.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08804.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />They convinced Dad to spin with them.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08809.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08809.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Just looking at it now makes me sick.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08815.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08815.jpg" border="0" /></a>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-33168624256500827472008-12-18T21:08:00.002-06:002008-12-18T21:13:33.915-06:00The Christmas Programgetting a good picture of the 2 of them is getting harder.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08703.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08703.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br />this is about as good as it gets<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08704.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08704.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />and the boys busting it out<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08711.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08711.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br />Jayden to Holly Jolly Christmas<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08731.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08731.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br />Hunter to Deck the Hallsredpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-8422799829168420682008-12-14T19:45:00.005-06:002008-12-14T19:59:41.469-06:00Recent (and old) picturesI finally uploaded some picture from my camera. Christmas is only 11 days away and I'm just now adding the Thanksgiving pictures!<br /><br />We had a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving at my sister-in-laws parents house on Lake Conroe. The boys had their first ever boat ride and had a BLAST! Only in Texas can you swim on Thanksgiving.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08644.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08644.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08647.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08647.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />Hunter was brave enough to jump off the diving board.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08650.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08650.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />They found the hot tub to be the most fun!<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08652.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08652.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br />Just us.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08656.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08656.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />And from their visit from Santa:<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08676.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08676.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08678.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08678.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />Our snow.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08685.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08685.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><strong></strong><br />And from our hayride on Friday night.<br /><a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/?action=view&current=DSC08686.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o162/redpolkadotsgirl/DSC08686.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />And a quick note..........if you live in or around the Houston area, please check out my cousin Shalonda's blog at: <a href="http://chubbycheekphotography.blogspot.com/">http://chubbycheekphotography.blogspot.com/</a><br />She is taking nominations for a complimentary custom photography session!redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-53999625046270179092008-12-10T08:15:00.003-06:002008-12-10T08:38:19.382-06:00Only in Texas.<span style="font-family:arial;">Tell me any other place where on Monday night you'd have your air conditioner on because it's 81 degrees with about 400% humidity and Wednesday morning you wake up to snow. Yes, SNOW this morning. I do have the pictures to prove it. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Yesterday I was running errands in gym shorts, a t-shirt and flip-flops. Today I have on long johns, my heaviest winter coat, along with all the winter accessories, gloves, scarf, hat. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">And I have to wonder why my kids have this lovely, hacky cough.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">We are all decorated for Christmas, yet the kids don't seem to be in the Christmas mood.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I use my best mom threatening voice that Santa is watching when the fighting ensues, but they just look at me like I'm a nut. But when I really think about it, I'm telling my four and six-year-olds that a fat man breaks into the house with this big key we leave for him. Any other day I have to check to make sure all doors and windows are locked, 5 times and I yell to never, ever answer the door. We're asking them to believe that deer can fly. Yet, that it's okay to hunt them down and kill them. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I spend day after day preaching the importance of telling the truth yet I'm feeding them one of the biggest lies ever. Why do I feel like a nut? I guess maybe I'd feel different if my kid's eyes lit up with joy when they saw the jolly old man, but this year, they just aren't.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Maybe the gig is up for me. </span>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-59125711654637015312008-11-26T10:25:00.003-06:002008-11-26T10:35:14.592-06:00the finalshere's the pictures I LOVE. the last post was kinda jumbled! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBPl5XY5ci6w7yq8_wLetJHVMeNVhJwbsPvs-uUk6Ev41N93Uu0ljLhZre-1vvBWt2_dJsQd0pjpsJwYLgmHSr9Rjp3JrHUtMWEDa3MR3DlXafOMvVuDa-JmUdIm6Uh_iTATkFw/s1600-h/DSC08626.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273005505106884642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBPl5XY5ci6w7yq8_wLetJHVMeNVhJwbsPvs-uUk6Ev41N93Uu0ljLhZre-1vvBWt2_dJsQd0pjpsJwYLgmHSr9Rjp3JrHUtMWEDa3MR3DlXafOMvVuDa-JmUdIm6Uh_iTATkFw/s400/DSC08626.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZAoz-w_rJ8tdUaiNwIq3ELUVK9AFd18obARW7kBt0v_d4I28OS88XAYVlec2Hl_yPRD11kr4qxYIyMbhZFxRbVcof7YBbq7ow7ecxwjrwObrGXKjENM_H0d6SBOtD4zYXoDpag/s1600-h/DSC08556.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273005499743140626" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTDIW7pSXxYcGAYcYK78EP5g1v8cRG7khy4l8tEHZjYXQxNVno21yVnMBzIjUvSWpOIl2CABKV2Gnoln9pPKHLFCp0XhKTGdnZ9eMd1ukwdQUCUWP9E6DkUvy4-ICi0QIMS9b6kg/s400/DSC08536.JPG" border="0" /></a> why we LOVE La Grange:<br />The VIEW!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1aLAmk6F7c3M2ByqSKFyKNzvQHQt3tlpd56rZ5P4rj9QLnalDDtsZ7HA-DrzzephA2m8vgBkuEFx3pjNpROQzRvpTrMlwcg9uvpV0EiqUAwGFo3cc-V82U8qpWh60FdTBExlIg/s1600-h/DSC08535.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272366457835567058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1aLAmk6F7c3M2ByqSKFyKNzvQHQt3tlpd56rZ5P4rj9QLnalDDtsZ7HA-DrzzephA2m8vgBkuEFx3pjNpROQzRvpTrMlwcg9uvpV0EiqUAwGFo3cc-V82U8qpWh60FdTBExlIg/s400/DSC08535.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6644iQOGNIzpkTkIhgpwxyEO2-ktOX5LsOjfyMIGOJZvzSdtccZ1KgPcGUC0fOK21f40YatbSWIUyKNWyE_PUK3qgG7ooVf1KtY_YGhtjXWHozkvgts6xIwykFDSkPoPdcVQaGA/s1600-h/DSC08523.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272366449684936226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6644iQOGNIzpkTkIhgpwxyEO2-ktOX5LsOjfyMIGOJZvzSdtccZ1KgPcGUC0fOK21f40YatbSWIUyKNWyE_PUK3qgG7ooVf1KtY_YGhtjXWHozkvgts6xIwykFDSkPoPdcVQaGA/s400/DSC08523.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />can you tell they were ready to go?<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272412791085054594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL_2EnpD187QIwKudqD4MbA-fxFCzWo3wyopuWT5_bvbZLNLYYX6Xnvpw-zJWQvE_2UxwqPxVkYqPbeVfdxCpsGlsgMJiqg683x1oC6-L0mUlfD8KkpgvF3hp-OUSiO9BGy90QSA/s400/DSC08621.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GivXrLcYzx57t48KpxnpR1o5W_lT8N62XrxMDlch_muU_axM3CSKTX1dSbDVhr2_QnOJfLM6mtqdZaPnYvwgH4C3Hsgx6-AY1uHsC1cuxWevWIBF4vr659OYZisTOPm-3pijnA/s1600-h/DSC08621.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272366445391810450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GivXrLcYzx57t48KpxnpR1o5W_lT8N62XrxMDlch_muU_axM3CSKTX1dSbDVhr2_QnOJfLM6mtqdZaPnYvwgH4C3Hsgx6-AY1uHsC1cuxWevWIBF4vr659OYZisTOPm-3pijnA/s400/DSC08621.JPG" border="0" /></a> a few of my favs:<br /><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272412814504542786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFCo7msS0lRl3xD4k5KmngkICmsTtxCKKULc8qkELICfEJObW0fiaZPeqoi3S97xQSFZGh_qI4VPoiHlgV2OaZZ8JH7RxhPcjrpRKvHrkrxo1q0Ks7wp07mJxPMtL1kvZPcYD7Zg/s400/DSC08589.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272412806218565234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZz-02aK-Q3zHW6fh00uOf6nr6s2sT8Lcm24DLCKSCt6dK9DFUYx4T1QNLV8mG_d6wurBj5dskhWrnGIrNSnyc1WCCSn5ntjZRaIU1qKI8OeLEU47vKJ6yLAh93Hvb4zCTFEtXiw/s400/DSC08609.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTh45V1vfLtG2_k3Dct8deSjfef_gdUuRqMKxL8r78-0lXjWdTBuUOWNBtBNEEJe1Db6WQVhnsiwQpFB1BrZ0xEC_Hx8JRWJNxFr2qLHWpgY3jETbAYOpWK9Fk88QzRsi58RkyKw/s1600-h/DSC08609.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272364226403414578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTh45V1vfLtG2_k3Dct8deSjfef_gdUuRqMKxL8r78-0lXjWdTBuUOWNBtBNEEJe1Db6WQVhnsiwQpFB1BrZ0xEC_Hx8JRWJNxFr2qLHWpgY3jETbAYOpWK9Fk88QzRsi58RkyKw/s400/DSC08609.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_AhaxFxNflwBHiDSHt23NAABy4PVaWcTw1Xv41-_AzzKtJCMO1lcuP1jRW78aAaE1Uu_PmcNfcWyr3ePBwQOTQE6QTCmDdBkWJXEPXHvJSQHfpQoFb4oqiVL2uiCeiCy6plBmOg/s1600-h/DSC08582.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272413490942381026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_AhaxFxNflwBHiDSHt23NAABy4PVaWcTw1Xv41-_AzzKtJCMO1lcuP1jRW78aAaE1Uu_PmcNfcWyr3ePBwQOTQE6QTCmDdBkWJXEPXHvJSQHfpQoFb4oqiVL2uiCeiCy6plBmOg/s400/DSC08582.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8wp8MeKz4lueGkyf4SmZxqy4HbiJO7PsmlPrTdJrCGnlQaNv1TwaoS4jzMTJZoDfhkRuXa0_40qtLjFDG8CRtKa1yU65YTpqL0w8PT_SbEml6gD4NLtkZ_izaAvFbEOHc3ReMqQ/s1600-h/DSC08582.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272364223309489714" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuIriLlxa1LhyJqA18-H9uBp11-lLAJjaJO3S4jnIPgKKX1FKcRaGvtCg9xwwnfOH-cVgFAePCFmQNm4SZ_wJ4ONsSKVtF4sZZ-nsODkzYOkGvit6ThGuJBswpO9EJNk10Zw_WaA/s400/DSC08626a.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272412800455210210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0z_mw_M3sFke3LnRezOAmSG-ZyRgl7a1CWqcUyyWYl7s6CS0jRoPyx6z0rs-OyjO81_IzuHRFVYLjPHXXTp5BCs2Y-BSAOEKDu2k0wSO5YjbosGeaN6Xt2H8xzXIxMU9I_UnEeQ/s400/DSC08611.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272412813571454130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqsEv1Fg35lisSF27Ee4K8aApY4JKZYIFxyr1zV8kjqN2y0kjIrEMW5C3GyzR_Rx2GCzMtoVR-BSIcU6RGkSu8a18vKyV2821rvCEVeDfTOXKNchNGTyMxE-Cuqs5K-RVfVge7gg/s400/DSC08602.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-27503996421560209702008-11-21T10:37:00.004-06:002008-11-21T11:42:19.973-06:00School Pictures.<div>Can't believe I haven't shared these.<br /><div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>First, my darling Hunter</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271151166054041314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2sxwd-ZYj2RGUEciGYCzpbclaas4reox6QFoVPjw0bNWGnbtNBeGpit6tGIFO4PTQtGlvhPGLT1ME56RCxpm-_NMx-VRe-sPetCZ7aFHtwQasEZTqalakaGSAS-ZxYmCthrR2gg/s400/hunter.jpg" border="0" />He's 6 going on 16. 1st grade has caused him to blossom in even more ways. Reading is his passion. He was quick to get his picture on the wall for Accelerated Reading & just yesterday he earned 30 points and his free <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Whataburger</span> meal. This child is highly motivated. He's also grabbed math by the horns. He loves to be challenged and his sometimes quite the challenge himself.<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271151170669715346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj89_kVb9cQck4EBX_T1mmLW5_IvQZ5i1ii2ty-N3vx3GzrTRnVyE508zGoh3f2P5yCzWBc3Qz6nN34BFSngiZ1vh8ec5thA6iBno_ky0LD25PbeGttATAsS3P6M5TNPhY156_WNw/s400/jayden.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div><br /><p>And my darling <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jayden</span>. He provides me with the biggest hurdles in life. A few weeks ago at our Fall Festival, he went into respiratory distress. Talk about a frightening time. It took me a while to put everything together but I came to realize how important it is to keep this kiddo "corn free." When school started, I thought by letting him eat just that little bit @ lunch, in the bread or tortilla's, wasn't going to bother him as long as I watched his diet otherwise. After a week of him having some behavior issues at school, it dawned on me. That little bit of corn is effecting him. So I began the diligent job of wiping out his diet. And made an appointment to see our allergist. She confirmed my suspicions for me. Since starting his new diet over the summer, the kid has been extremely well & his behavior has changed completely. He finally felt better! By exposing him back to the allergen, he was getting irritated & it was causing his lungs to get inflamed. We set the recipe for disaster. So now he is feeling about 99% better. We've discovered that steroids is the WRONG answer for his problems. Turns out, they are derived from corn. So we are working on trying to get a formula compounded for when the occasion arises. We are also now equipped with an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Epi</span>-Pen for emergency situations, such as the respiratory distress. And we watch his diet like hawks. </p><br /><p>So I've been working on putting our own "Medical Kit" together and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kreg</span> and I have been learning how to administer the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Epi</span>-Pen. They say it's a breeze when your child is in distress.</p><br /><p>And here's our church family picture I never got around to sharing:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271167126203574210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ZjKg-60y7rHSPorUJMeJbDsMCOFyRSIvrU5J7AzV93Yn7I1giKay4MJmraRPfmP6LLttupAYmvFaUi1HDpbV5bm6FbeiyF0qxs5xtaN3SIA5l_NZumLvXHmggL56th9y0rRmMA/s400/fam.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p>it turned out decent. I spent 3 1/2 hours at the doctor yesterday trying to get some answers. He told me I have 2 options at this point in my life:</p><p>1. Surgery</p><p>2. Have another baby.</p><p>Can you guess which option has been <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">chosen</span>?</p>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-49274385130251541432008-11-11T09:05:00.006-06:002008-11-11T09:51:42.749-06:00The Pink Elephant<span style="font-family:arial;">a wise person once said:</span><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>"The stupid neither forgive nor forget; the naive forgive and forget; the wise forgive but do not forget. </em><em>Forgiveness does not always lead to a healed relationship. Some people are not capable of love, and it might be wise to let them go along with your anger. Wish them well, and let them go their way."</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In a perfect family, what you see on the surface rarely reflects what lurks underneath. There is usually a pink elephant sitting in the living room everyone sees but steps around as if oblivious to it’s presence. Skeletons are hidden in closets never to be revealed, the theory being if I can’t see it or I don’t acknowledge it existed it won’t hurt me. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">But we have to have feelings. We have to acknowledging or deal with emotions within the family.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">No one ever aspired to break the family chain. Because as we can now see the links were not as strong as we thought.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We have to be able to ask for help. We can't live with never revealing any weakness . No one wants to place themselves in a position of vulnerability. But if you can't turn to your family, isn't that a problem?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I think it takes courage to step out of the illusion and give the pink elephant a poke. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Yes, it's far easier to walk in the shadows of deception. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">But sometimes, it feels so much better to shake the skeletons in the closet and run the risk of being tossed from the family circle. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It is not an easy choice. But when you step around the pink elephant, ........................ </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">As the song goes ‘I was blind but now I see."</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The old, keeping up appearances, seemed less important than stopping the rot before it spread any further down the family tree. And this is the thing to remember, it isn’t only about us it is about the next generation and the next generation. If you think the family rules don’t get passed down think again. You can look back and see the patterns, the wrapping may change but the messages never do. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So here is the dilemma do you rock the boat and risk getting tossed overboard? Do you stay in your designated role to keep the peace? And why do we give families so much power over our own happiness? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">You can love your family but you don’t have to like them, don’t have to accept inappropriate behavior, don’t have to give up your values to accomodate theirs. Being family doesn’t excuse you from being a compassionate human being; doesn’t make you right; doesn’t give you a lifetime pass to treat people disrespectfully.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Take the family part out of it and ask yourself “Would I accept this behavior from a stranger?” </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The thing you find with dysfunctional family units is the don’t speak, don’t feel, don’t listen rule...........bit like those three monkeys, speak no evil, hear no evil, see not evil. We don’t talk about things because if we do, I might have to look at myself and it is easier for me to believe it’s all about you. We don’t deal with our emotions because we don’t want the outside world to see inside us. We don’t acknowledge realities because then we would have to shatter illusions and lose the imaginary self we have created over the years.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">People will pull out the forgiveness card: the let sleeping dogs lie card, the family is all you have card, the blood is thicker than water card. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Well here are some things to consider:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">1.Sometimes family comes in the form of an outstretched hand and a welcoming smile from a friend. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">2.The baggage you do not unpack from your family of origin is the same baggage your children will carry around with them for the rest of their lives.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">3.You only get one shot at this. God doesn’t give a next breathe guarantee think carefully about what you want to fill this moment with.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">4.You can love your family but ultimately the greatest love has to be of self. If you love yourself you will ask to be treated with respect and dignity.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I don’t have the answers but I pray to God I did. I did it would make my life easier. At least now I am not afraid to ask for more, not afraid to expect more, or to believe I deserve more. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I know what losing the love of people close to you feels like. It hurts but I also know it hurts less than living a lie. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Words are so powerful yet when you can not find them they leave you powerless.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Words so descriptive, yet when you can not find them they leave nothing but assumptions.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Words the cornerstone of communication, the foundation of interaction, the building blocks of relationships, the cement that holds everything together.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-8527965385588756722008-11-06T11:31:00.004-06:002008-11-06T11:32:48.627-06:00Coming up the in the world!Tired of visiting me everyday to see I haven't updated? Wanna know when there's a new post? You can now subsribe to my blog via email! Simply enter your email address on the right and when I post, you will be updated.redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-38035794468503495982008-11-05T14:37:00.006-06:002008-11-05T15:01:22.124-06:00slowly getting back to normal.<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>first of all ~~~ thank to all of those who have emailed me checking up on me or have commented how much they miss the blog.<br /><div><div><div><br />things like kidney stones & endometriosis have left me curled up into a ball on the couch for the past couple of days. okay......really, a week but you can't tell except for my house.<br /></div><br /><div>it's so hard to believe just how much we've done in the past couple of weeks. lots of updates to come. I am taking things S-L-O-W!</div><div></div><br /><div>here's a little Halloween montage from when we did some costume cleaning:</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265276163601653234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3v0GK2nCMDP-xFCwme0WTAIymdFai1j_waaMiEusjG_G6a2S00gqiYs24xUGfMNs4ve_HADdNCHB7qedXqkn3Nn5oLN0Ff348Yuom2fX0V8RIUWgvrlxkTtfhcl-CAXD_xHA4zQ/s400/DSC08416.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265276168077185938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSRDUYsmz_ZvNDSlbBFV4AZwbwyyoC1CYu6bQ9hpb-NEKKtJ7QgopYx7OmI51c06SMsOXpA8KK3QRcNpBMrK3aYIqIRJUaOAFH6SHWvT8VIZDGfYPf72COGjGVSkRmPIxVY3ymBg/s400/DSC08417.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265276172227999058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCACVtUAhprP90u6YTMfgFDA1ltIAu4HQbrRAR4cjgesN3VJ27obVmNxFlG03Pvwf_v52-idEY6YPhFIYA_jm8HaYhfpaYd_4wI-ru6mQPBk4RvuNgcZqR1VED4F9emPIlqaeaDw/s400/DSC08418.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265276179623316706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5lEzuV5nJUmtJbb8gDdRX2B6ii3k74lUGF-LuBswfczX7Zw2HUxPOB-ussJ1rbBBkRcHT_L8eqMxZLlvUZ32hTH1s06reLzk8q5acsc0XLOiyXAYPPCg03YTBVOnAgPGqXnHsw/s400/DSC08421.JPG" border="0" />Here's what my little Jayden is up to just about every day in class: WOOD-WORKING!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265276180913736338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjUs_Vcn_p0GenWOhxdEWhnCVH-Dd42rVIOSQIBUYTD8RSun9PMhVQmi2_uB2-tc2QzZzEi0ZxNhlVS8RBUKVPRYpRiLcQnRv_1b_9RdA8XA99QTNayTEfquPLhZ2sVtp3P7abw/s400/DSC08424.JPG" border="0" />Each day he brings me home yet another project he's done. Let's pray this holds up for the future!</div></div><div><div> </div><div>Here are a few pictures of the kids from when we went to the Magic Show in Bryan. I've learned, if you've seen one kids magic show, I think you've seen them all. But at least the kids had a BLAST and some good chuckles.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277707724295330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQk-dFPVYVUCgion5OjdrHMdARmtJ-kClNQW02aUpfdNzz2NIWLISvr75wNHOFwHlALAaNIbkiqBFqaMfWLiI8i6hRQbPDaVY1r_jUXJgamwEZqYIaH9utAbvp4Pv4PbqaYb5zog/s400/DSC08434.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277712525432994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4HVz6IyGakPEL5myDKXkDEP-kaK_7dsr0fXe9IGU4u_gVQix9KnpX5ekxCN1MuPGIlFghdF4S69myqA-LAoca_BAN-w7UqI44v7jOet59SCXjQwAgkHL9Fvp4WjTB_-lLpLCP0g/s400/DSC08435.JPG" border="0" />Here are a few pictures from the pumpkin carving:<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277716507996162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0MBMbm5ebIFk5D7EBUX-zODTrqUCPB3BY5X0GYhKU_JIEDppoCZWQAwbpl_anFxEZ9UamfxcHBXFxXqlnpoejdgi6q-HV7exmw8UrChia_p2GX52m2auDcaqLxEkuJWf3lq-qw/s400/DSC08443.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277718547665138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk1G9BgQmKeUGq9hX7bNu45DN05nT29Dp5hOlMEObrPcAfnbmLiUzDPSdUpEnqliKTyaNxD6VN-P5eUftQnfzZJRVMeXHxLEzuT9PBxdDQocZq5CVDqAXLrlMQwuBjPIF1eww86w/s400/DSC08444.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277722994278226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXiff7VBsZn3WjNkml4dHoQyHSxbji_klEC_a0mUxv4DrABAmhEggAm7Taz-mJSzJzFbMCD6KBx5XKuOpn6SdL_b1-fhNAqTpZyDc_Hn2sSZW9aqbJeoggDvgoIE7fuBEig9BFzQ/s400/DSC08451.JPG" border="0" /><br />If you can't tell what Hunter's is, here's a little hint:</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265279014896737922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA8qAOY7rjITrizpu9xjFvWpw2zE8l8yahgq2Vwed6Qm5i4SKNzmacE2GVrPneLEWYRO29192hIi5ZdwodUXlVCO7mzKJUmUgil5h4CIsksM73CPc_hzZ1Qjh0RhQK8km2CRxCIg/s400/DSC08447.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265279024728239506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwFvZVUFDH4qcfzYeHWfA09w4272Ap264SBH6MPI3h8qzatdR8x_Cid4yyHrfo58-haqi-kuKbSRXdrVN-zIf3KacW2cP5Xc-MrAU9g_4wtF8EwpG7RykVxrASsTyfbz_iFkNVkQ/s400/DSC08453.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265279020716747154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAD_1dpOnTvl4p-Kvk0KriMPquahE3NmeRISC2xVWVzGEtwG_VoA39G3Syb437RDng-mkFN4-fc6-KiB51uSv8o_UnHNMj5t97VW5xZffbzgtr42IvQPoIunwBU_McM7wI3-LbVQ/s400/DSC08456.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p></p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265279031665496722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmOzJa3q4IFgq3QGjzbXF1NmpHxMRD4Ck5q2VRXIWpe1d42Mhs2NMl9bwteqAIKyUI0f9E8d8VE852kWZ3DTqABrGlfURffXUX3lkcwrdV6iS0pi6lidY5M4w-oYuYsMzrbdSt_g/s400/DSC08455.JPG" border="0" /><br />The boys with their creations and mom's decorations. the mums are even more beautiful NOW! the pumpkins, not so much!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265279035344176194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisXLpasFFQuiPAh_p3FPS_ZnDtBtNQaEr20sKiIlSvYqv2vEV7Uj7Hc0Oes3IhfT4QIAJlryMc5oSZP2DhNalfyAUUL0dtt7lix1-GFI5Vmrh15u7qgfolAvNcHPAoCJeOn7aoRA/s400/DSC08462.JPG" border="0" /> <p>And here's my proof that every one in while, there are very tender moments in my house:</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265280178928204162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlTAZzHCdmJQKKQroTJVAZH1SSXNGz-Bv8Xl2gbTvcdbcnkCa4tahbQju1timf9QobrbIPAsDdWTIzIVZksW6gd1sC-v2ManuEn3oyBcTOxeWCYULnEtfKFpTwv6Nn-EtE-u0QOw/s400/DSC08425.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p></p><p>and why Hunter feels the need to do this shooting hand trick in every picture I take, I just don't understand. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265280184166135698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimjFB74nmJYkqsawjkVbrIuTAIjhikiLQrylI8lYYdb8nrqICzxaSS68Ao8lmTjXob-FXWCFapd8DEn7-b1n3UvqWBZvDMajbKDS5maNUrixhjjTDFUCuxltbxJwk8VKQB7xFsdA/s400/DSC08466.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p>but I think I've come to realize they enjoy dressing the same to confuse me. sometimes I will catch the tail end of a shirt & I have no IDEA which one is being sneaky. and secretly, I think they enjoy being twins. </p><p>and a picture from the Halloween I missed. I manage to get off the couch to snap one picture then dropped down back on it. </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265280192300438946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDAkJQcuOZMSsStIpNfoP09cWdKqh2TC0kWOZaz24o5oVUsenufO92MNqWiLeeMb99MzSXr9J-tycJdRNmotU_cFxPE8gXVK2ZOSf8-mav8DDGQXLQwO73sOvixG9EdIQnZM2rqg/s400/DSC08473.JPG" border="0" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-28626358124701952682008-10-21T11:43:00.006-05:002008-10-21T11:54:28.413-05:00Caramel Apples + Raspberry Rhubarb + A Magic Show<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDX2h0ECWitOg0c30IGI6wgyqy56DrUAat0B7C6_EgarxemobwNoLKQWzuSsiv03Mc7aK1CppzVq2vn2xD1kK1B7fo3kFzkXY8kpDfy003IBDAhgBhscyOVOW2QbfX8e7rpAt3A/s1600-h/DSC08381.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259650050469152258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDX2h0ECWitOg0c30IGI6wgyqy56DrUAat0B7C6_EgarxemobwNoLKQWzuSsiv03Mc7aK1CppzVq2vn2xD1kK1B7fo3kFzkXY8kpDfy003IBDAhgBhscyOVOW2QbfX8e7rpAt3A/s400/DSC08381.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhAqVNjLRs-hDuEtGIuFweNzhOkaXZzUSbaN9_IgsTvL3Jz6jWNXfCulGtpg8Qh94vxohrGeTLrxTFkJYILVXAKirGXYhntJRr-oKoTjV3xpbdX9wi-62oIb_pGDO6dCaBmUoSg/s1600-h/DSC08389.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259650055580588050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhAqVNjLRs-hDuEtGIuFweNzhOkaXZzUSbaN9_IgsTvL3Jz6jWNXfCulGtpg8Qh94vxohrGeTLrxTFkJYILVXAKirGXYhntJRr-oKoTjV3xpbdX9wi-62oIb_pGDO6dCaBmUoSg/s400/DSC08389.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNvqFHfuVF-HuhXYe4O3k1jNKgFh0R4eJfQL-1c1FQ-fEyOr1ecKHAZ99YnfSgHlvutWADF0oAt0GTFpXor4Zxw40x7kPQftd9izTjwrt4Cn2eNv1m4qpS8d-qYPYYGbjwjVJfHQ/s1600-h/DSC08390.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259650061754922114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNvqFHfuVF-HuhXYe4O3k1jNKgFh0R4eJfQL-1c1FQ-fEyOr1ecKHAZ99YnfSgHlvutWADF0oAt0GTFpXor4Zxw40x7kPQftd9izTjwrt4Cn2eNv1m4qpS8d-qYPYYGbjwjVJfHQ/s400/DSC08390.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKnvk39rPO8Fs-ZQHrP3VQqePxhrBYoEUZI0FDpIJswZ_cILNzU-PapPbXvjFOxZxoO_6KcsARH5iSYsJ30qe9FX8n6sSTyIPMkLdXAkMmQb6CWdKma2Mp6hgm0E12zmizx98tnA/s1600-h/DSC08396.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259650080950611090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKnvk39rPO8Fs-ZQHrP3VQqePxhrBYoEUZI0FDpIJswZ_cILNzU-PapPbXvjFOxZxoO_6KcsARH5iSYsJ30qe9FX8n6sSTyIPMkLdXAkMmQb6CWdKma2Mp6hgm0E12zmizx98tnA/s400/DSC08396.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFrIQIZZZo6jhwMBJmq1Q1jw3_j1pwrGdziE_WMTZHXDyFRYzuC35vyxhlsP6ZHZ18g6aTnULCinnyTBcUsvQW8HXUvub8EOZQztMFtQsM8GTkUKnYF_mDOYMroI0It9aVV338A/s1600-h/DSC08405.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259650083442299330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFrIQIZZZo6jhwMBJmq1Q1jw3_j1pwrGdziE_WMTZHXDyFRYzuC35vyxhlsP6ZHZ18g6aTnULCinnyTBcUsvQW8HXUvub8EOZQztMFtQsM8GTkUKnYF_mDOYMroI0It9aVV338A/s400/DSC08405.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Oh the goodies, oh MY!</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>Friday night the boys and I settled down to make some Caramel Apples. As you can see from the pictures, they had a blast. </div><div></div><br /><div>And the Raspberry <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Rhubarb</span> was the $1 pint of Laura Ashley paint I scored off the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">miss</span>-match table and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kreg</span> and I spent Saturday morning sprucing up our kitchen.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259650723043540834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVmVuycx9DXpG60cHmedaES-cFJZOs32D-oEAiUocgDJAVCAFnaaOg7NYMmfZAfSJrVm628BaGotW947CmiuRFPOYhc29KPLs04-qOomHGNWnxXOkVHmpTfoMfuu6rrmLV6fd0AQ/s400/DSC08411.JPG" border="0" /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259650736039539202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnpcFikFTPf7aULjwSZYzWPp_uUZ3bH6sXZVFcTQ4LyTw-ZC3t90bLElV7UWhCUH_Be9iFlKohxULCVCLtyIEnGUFAJ_UnkwRfwQvYgcrDLkXDs9-JCMY4VJboDBZN5jBPGe6ixw/s400/DSC08415.JPG" border="0" /> <div></div><div>Yesterday morning, I won tickets off the local radio station. I honestly had NO idea what I had won. Just that I was the right caller. Color me happy to discover they were armbands to Bryan College Station Children's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Museum</span> Fall Festival. We are going on Friday night for the kick-off <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Festivities of a Magic Show! I'm so excited.</span> </div></div>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-56867380387688623432008-10-15T18:40:00.003-05:002008-10-15T21:19:38.030-05:00Constantly learning.<div>I don't think I ever realized just how much fun it is to go to Austin to just spend the night & enjoy ourselves. NO appointments. NO running around. Just relaxing. And that what we did over the weekend. Of course, I forgot my camera (GASP) so I will just have to tell you about the fun we had.<br /><br />And while I've always known Jayden is a creature of habit, I tend to forget it and all since we have such a routine down with school. But boy when that child is out of his element and out of routine, he enjoys testing me. And I will never know how I stayed at home for 5+ years.<br /><br />Kreg's mom took the boys to a pumpkin patch at a local church and let the boys pick out their own pumpkins. (DAMN my forgetful mind with the camera.) Because who knew it would take the kids FOREVER and a day to take time to study each pumpkin and after looking over them time and time again, become SO attached to one. Hunter had to study each and every imperfection & Jay had to pick up each one. After an hour, we left with 2 perfect pumpkins. Now they are patiently waiting for dad to be home to help them carve them.<br /><br />And after living in Leander for 6 years and almost never running into people I went to school with, why is it a year and a half after I leave and choose to run to Target in something very close to my pj's, with no make-up, I run into 2 of my classmates. It was nice to see them and catch up but darn I need to remember to leave home put together a little more.<br /><br />And since our trip to <a href="http://www.angelfirerockhouse.com/">Angelfire</a> is vastly approaching, Monday was as good of a day as ever to get the kids some ski gear. You know, since I kept reminding Jay that his <a href="http://seeingpolkadots.blogspot.com/2006/12/were-b-c-k.html">last trip</a> to the <a href="http://seeingpolkadots.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-in-ruidoso.html#links">snow</a> was when he was in diapers. Bibs, jackets and boots here we came! I'll spare the details of trying on about 10 pairs of boots each, to say we got it all, for the BOYS! and we are closer to being ready. At least I won't have to hear the kids complain about being cold.<br /><br />And I finally broke down and bought the kids a beta fish. I was bound and determined since we went through Bastrop on the way home and Bastrop Wal-Mart is the only place around here that I know sells beta's. I wasn't making a trip to Bastrop just for a fish. So even though I was dead tired from spending the day shopping with my 2 boys & Jayden was knocked out cold, I still managed to lug him through the store and get our beta and food. So we got the fish home and into his vase with rocks and water. About an hour later, I'm staring at the vase wondering just where that fish went when I realize the darn thing somehow got out of the vase and was lying on the table, not looking so hot. In my scrambling attempt, I pick up our beautiful blue beta and put him back in the vase, where he immediately starts swimming around. Phew! Breakdown avoided. I kept checking on him the rest of the night & he seems to be doing good. Yeah.....the next morning wasn't so good. But thank goodness for RONDA! She was making a trip to Bastrop & managed to snag us an even more beautiful beta. He's red & turquoise! One of my FAVORITE color combo's.<br /><br />Too bad the rest of yesterday was met with devastating news from 2 different friends. One's moving away & the other lost her job. I love you guys and hope everything turns out for the best.<br /><br />And our latest accomplishments, Hunter has reached 10 Accelerated Readers points & has his picture on the wall at school. Once he gets to 50, his new goal, he will get a trophy. I was a little worried about his behavior problems that were arising in school. For some strange reason, he was getting bored. He was finishing his work very quickly and things didn't seem to be enough of a challenge for him. But his teacher put him to the challenge of allowing him to take as many AR tests a day, which now amounts to about 3 a day. He's already read over 12,000 words this school year.<br /><br />Jayden's class has been doing a little bit of quizzing on just some basic knowledge. Names, address', letters and numbers. His teacher was taken aback by the fact he could count to 100. She said it's been quite a while since she's had a 4 year old be able to do that. See, my time out antics do do some good.<br /><br />I am SO proud of all of the boys accomplishments.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>And here are a few pictures from our rain this afternoon. This is my FRONT yard looking out ACROSS the STREET to my neighbors.</div><br /><div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixxtJXBK2BgY1gT3Wu8QUGGhrK58Ut_iln_q5oSR6Pe6w6Z7jfvmyBtXXipr88_muVaSfZqx0tJ_gir1P2946soB-8bX8OgqqSE0d92Osn1hKoGuXdyAURfItlEPafkDRVCOjlJA/s1600-h/fish+%26+rain+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569801269405106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixxtJXBK2BgY1gT3Wu8QUGGhrK58Ut_iln_q5oSR6Pe6w6Z7jfvmyBtXXipr88_muVaSfZqx0tJ_gir1P2946soB-8bX8OgqqSE0d92Osn1hKoGuXdyAURfItlEPafkDRVCOjlJA/s400/fish+%26+rain+014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2TtNtsjZhIKc_aULuNmG4rPAB7JAsyZKYPCN0iKZvp9uiXiJcQqt6hBY5GI-iLizejKu17E0D9wURYQCOuNJ_H9vgM7Gf83i2jGriTClus4rhRm_ob-laVG8iQVK_du22ayDGA/s1600-h/fish+%26+rain+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569803068507138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2TtNtsjZhIKc_aULuNmG4rPAB7JAsyZKYPCN0iKZvp9uiXiJcQqt6hBY5GI-iLizejKu17E0D9wURYQCOuNJ_H9vgM7Gf83i2jGriTClus4rhRm_ob-laVG8iQVK_du22ayDGA/s400/fish+%26+rain+016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>And the new betta. isn't he GORGEOUS?!???</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569810757879010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufyQ47dTSIZyCrbrBDEuGCNi8STE7S9von0L-wBfp7G3grYa0u1Qk15hioVqN7-a4WQuR-2EZNZsOekWWI0xG-xNBqDZkuGaPB9QYSt74nOK7l7_IsuBdm-2j9Sw8ef4S3uRpXQ/s400/fish+%26+rain+017.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbUWR7YHwM79pBy8fYoCqiSAV843q75KOX_u8FJRhKTNj4o-EYTte9BdFnWvbLMB-0HxbZ7JwvumDiHp1optggGozENHMiId8-9EqPHtxVapXJqyV3JHXr2eNC6CBbkyvyMAJHbQ/s1600-h/fish+%26+rain+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569809162706706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbUWR7YHwM79pBy8fYoCqiSAV843q75KOX_u8FJRhKTNj4o-EYTte9BdFnWvbLMB-0HxbZ7JwvumDiHp1optggGozENHMiId8-9EqPHtxVapXJqyV3JHXr2eNC6CBbkyvyMAJHbQ/s400/fish+%26+rain+018.JPG" border="0" /></a>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-59478656134762692482008-10-15T10:31:00.002-05:002008-10-15T10:31:48.579-05:00Wednesday chuckle.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTO7n3llPS8h7vJRsw46QgZS6TG-KBFX-dDsC4WALqhydZDNasunehH6qv638VuF-H6AL76LYDEKoF0F3JPchEbfnBPDrHBLlqmAz4dhIHjh9l858jr144e23LIW8tqg4ACtH7g/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257403761040131122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTO7n3llPS8h7vJRsw46QgZS6TG-KBFX-dDsC4WALqhydZDNasunehH6qv638VuF-H6AL76LYDEKoF0F3JPchEbfnBPDrHBLlqmAz4dhIHjh9l858jr144e23LIW8tqg4ACtH7g/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-29422954519675913092008-10-10T10:14:00.002-05:002008-10-10T10:16:20.038-05:00200 and counting.<div>That's the number of <a href="http://simplesouthernscents.blogspot.com/">candles</a> I made in one night this week. All for one store. Fall orders are trickling in. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So that's where I've been.</div><div> </div><a href="http://simplesouthernscents.blogspot.com/"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255544170078235170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRqjZ94aGbOyngQtWmqpzruZcavkj5K5KAQK_pPckotBPSDwPhvzif8y7QZDc9BshQLpFbj93cz5gvT87yqD-ykddf3GCZcaKDdup1BLSw9Yj4ClvkgR0sE8SKcgdW3L2gH0w9A/s400/SSS+header.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36313830.post-18044112960333717032008-10-03T14:35:00.004-05:002008-10-03T14:44:26.984-05:00'Tis Friday........The boys had the annual blessing of the pets at school today. Jezabell was as hyper as usual & a big hit as always.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hunter loved pulling her around or her pulling him around.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253014604563211554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_cjKtJVYOdhV7tJkjGEJ0vsdwpQ9f0N20ncLpnMu3EdYYJ71QUCkmrJD2ZpeiBgLnMCX0MECiBqnTBmntVRh9OmufegCye7liLVnO_tBPfQHy58Os8EAwPK0nfm2O9WaE2BUkoA/s400/DSC08347.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jayden was much happier with his Webkinz fish.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253014608649302034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhenTSBCoOYo40eguPoY5sNAgWSQCkgjP7s0ehEafeqd79J30MswrYTKJ16F3xeRO-WSWYWdyibgWvB-8DMCBJCEXNlOYzQQzBM_YTEKQFZKQPgReQ0wBZXob1TyC8CBt_J4kzwvw/s400/DSC08348.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p> </p><p> </p><p>And for those who missed the Junk-O-Rama Prom of Fall 2008. Here's a tiny glimpse. I didn't stay long but had a BLAST while I was there. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253014613465841394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_jIQAJYheRSM1eG0o1apivdXxHOrbRUepcHZbiajNqEEyCYomgS_SAScOYJOiMBPVFOciZd5a8Hq_LJvXjlXYGsRoYNp00_LxofInMx_nK5u1uQSVrnH-SB3Rzi4aDnI_pkA6w/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" />redpolkadotsgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550069144644304052noreply@blogger.com0