tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59440281993431175432024-03-05T02:26:58.322-08:00Family & FurHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.comBlogger260125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-47632156242430691742011-01-01T08:00:00.000-08:002011-01-01T08:00:03.306-08:00Moving to Wordpress<p>I have decided to move my blog to Wordpress. I just think it will be easier to manage. I hope you all will follow me over there! I even bought my own url, so head over to:</p><p><a href="http://familyandfur.com/">http://familyandfur.com</a></p><p>And don't forget to update your subscriptions and bookmarks!</p><p>P.S. I'm starting all the wedding recaps on the new platform to help entice you over. :)</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-22539217594781269422010-12-31T18:00:00.000-08:002010-12-31T18:00:04.915-08:002010 in Review<div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Here is my year in review:</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj306tOewtuy95g3w5_bF49_5G7upLlknm2dtVHrxki7HysE7d-dsxibBLwjbLblP7TJhufMgk9mql6kNFs1XweMv4mpKxwcRQoAlygylRZVVJ2ZbUrZ_igDAZR3gRwM5gXUe1UjmSuGiA/s1600/yearinreview1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572962204802338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj306tOewtuy95g3w5_bF49_5G7upLlknm2dtVHrxki7HysE7d-dsxibBLwjbLblP7TJhufMgk9mql6kNFs1XweMv4mpKxwcRQoAlygylRZVVJ2ZbUrZ_igDAZR3gRwM5gXUe1UjmSuGiA/s400/yearinreview1.jpg" /></a> February - I fly to Seattle for my first wedding shower.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX73GJQIte4vMHKsNvDFfQjfrJrE7x1aWUv96fpgNmfSVjNjuZkZzWf1V1PAQlgOMYxXDaO-1uffVrKIJZxH0nOz-1WvVgPnKMqhO4HWDHA6Sb_6HWXiUvum9tlY01HQ4Zsbmj7m2C600/s1600/yearinreview2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572960246237266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX73GJQIte4vMHKsNvDFfQjfrJrE7x1aWUv96fpgNmfSVjNjuZkZzWf1V1PAQlgOMYxXDaO-1uffVrKIJZxH0nOz-1WvVgPnKMqhO4HWDHA6Sb_6HWXiUvum9tlY01HQ4Zsbmj7m2C600/s400/yearinreview2.jpg" /></a> March - Joe receives his Bachelor's Degree.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKBxa_0bYuFh5JBAn4ce3-4BMkkVAirIXXy5ZhYuvmV1eesnv34JRj-pX_ijKvJasPRETCD9wqJCsywAXr_WdCmo7LCFhVlfrPRst5qYYF92IcpWo6IoMfA_ZnQLvWPBmVbyINFqh1iU/s1600/yearinreview3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572959075235906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKBxa_0bYuFh5JBAn4ce3-4BMkkVAirIXXy5ZhYuvmV1eesnv34JRj-pX_ijKvJasPRETCD9wqJCsywAXr_WdCmo7LCFhVlfrPRst5qYYF92IcpWo6IoMfA_ZnQLvWPBmVbyINFqh1iU/s400/yearinreview3.jpg" /></a>March - Gown shopping with my mom and I purchase my dream wedding gown.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXniqHhykTnayuqeTxumnClhXkQ1uax8DOg1tNej9wzzcFtIZc4ylA2EMTOiGtMQpZi0A_If1Ov3Yb68qVquqp5L50ahn8uvS3HEp2moEhFZoleMWyLyBwv59UHwxhP9d6WnyUbfGP_hg/s1600/yearinreview4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572943680398994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXniqHhykTnayuqeTxumnClhXkQ1uax8DOg1tNej9wzzcFtIZc4ylA2EMTOiGtMQpZi0A_If1Ov3Yb68qVquqp5L50ahn8uvS3HEp2moEhFZoleMWyLyBwv59UHwxhP9d6WnyUbfGP_hg/s400/yearinreview4.jpg" /></a> March - First trip into Boston.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmYH8jEkUGVkUToT7NSlazZxL3riTQTDt947nBglccnF9ik5JZsrW-YUuQLmWrT6dIjeTcF0SwV2kn8Z0wrjcBF7oSTTIq0-ArJ-J3TUn-CagT3T91i2Sp95CRs7vNsrHkIcx_wDVXnjE/s1600/yearinreview5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572939610815394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmYH8jEkUGVkUToT7NSlazZxL3riTQTDt947nBglccnF9ik5JZsrW-YUuQLmWrT6dIjeTcF0SwV2kn8Z0wrjcBF7oSTTIq0-ArJ-J3TUn-CagT3T91i2Sp95CRs7vNsrHkIcx_wDVXnjE/s400/yearinreview5.jpg" /></a>May - A trip into Maine.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiST8uPwDqBeBOkory6H-Dz_YHgkXdvHTHd9lgx5OJ4FBPtSxF692RMTc727rA4fnj5CgJGhmBSOKtSQwuoLl1EnlHrX47yek79EpeN8j90IGPMjNEf5T4hqnPgdKSVsWYiHomaj4DNCBE/s1600/yearinreview6.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572725158589490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiST8uPwDqBeBOkory6H-Dz_YHgkXdvHTHd9lgx5OJ4FBPtSxF692RMTc727rA4fnj5CgJGhmBSOKtSQwuoLl1EnlHrX47yek79EpeN8j90IGPMjNEf5T4hqnPgdKSVsWYiHomaj4DNCBE/s400/yearinreview6.jpg" /></a> May - My 29th birthday celebrated with a trip to New York City.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjifJX8vtqAIDNJmUQUEgk6CqWEhauNP_qGw3W7K3E48tNDZlf63WkfhwTF90f0_mEJAaEeNk9Xz7wfL5jdgZ0NaUD6d-UzWfvlTOW8eqAU557J-PLdC-Fm3xDzctK-L5GX6sGJs-NgQ-U/s1600/yearinreview7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572727966860994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjifJX8vtqAIDNJmUQUEgk6CqWEhauNP_qGw3W7K3E48tNDZlf63WkfhwTF90f0_mEJAaEeNk9Xz7wfL5jdgZ0NaUD6d-UzWfvlTOW8eqAU557J-PLdC-Fm3xDzctK-L5GX6sGJs-NgQ-U/s400/yearinreview7.jpg" /></a>June - Our final trip into Mystic, Connecticut.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia09XSxWFBKMSfGi8EFWd3hYCmPg1xB9djHz98I501Ckro6HhOMZmNsBu9-F2Epas0fUeZQq9gHn11_X056JtlpKeKvBIclywbiypAAJESzY_-X4h1FN-0juUwjcPYeAySvv8PuVNgMBU/s1600/yearinreview8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572718359303330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia09XSxWFBKMSfGi8EFWd3hYCmPg1xB9djHz98I501Ckro6HhOMZmNsBu9-F2Epas0fUeZQq9gHn11_X056JtlpKeKvBIclywbiypAAJESzY_-X4h1FN-0juUwjcPYeAySvv8PuVNgMBU/s400/yearinreview8.jpg" /></a>June - Joe's 40th birthday, a surprise visit from Cindy and Samantha, and Fenway Park!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYCkdmC1_sPbn_yBHgG4kcwwSS9o_Atz9mUiQJvHi51B8Bpe3igoqP_mAW9N7c_DJqHGw04PNSjTM_051UyUao9gT4LApSo2qEeY0XNlFCI8DxZFCk1uBH2Kqr98f81JIWiasT_7lQ4c/s1600/yearinreview9.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572714042576146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYCkdmC1_sPbn_yBHgG4kcwwSS9o_Atz9mUiQJvHi51B8Bpe3igoqP_mAW9N7c_DJqHGw04PNSjTM_051UyUao9gT4LApSo2qEeY0XNlFCI8DxZFCk1uBH2Kqr98f81JIWiasT_7lQ4c/s400/yearinreview9.jpg" /></a>June - Another trip into New York City (continuing Joe's birthday celebration).<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8TINS44WOMR5a76aYU_m770uEsPIUo-OWfKQIlWCeentBbYku2T6Y6saguavicUduzIOhyphenhyphen2w50u3KAUuhRQGD1zGbnJk7KTJWh56-kA4MKiBWsLZR_XgGTohanFEhdhyphenhyphen1SEPphwmcUU/s1600/yearinreview91.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572711607623026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8TINS44WOMR5a76aYU_m770uEsPIUo-OWfKQIlWCeentBbYku2T6Y6saguavicUduzIOhyphenhyphen2w50u3KAUuhRQGD1zGbnJk7KTJWh56-kA4MKiBWsLZR_XgGTohanFEhdhyphenhyphen1SEPphwmcUU/s400/yearinreview91.JPG" /></a>July - Walking the National Mall with the dogs.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRfIl5UXus6yIAy0F8SOhmsmRb7eAg6d5NG4r-43sjBPKTz6l9t90KAkJvdapkb3K-2DYHxxA-NTGocoXao6D-0GM1A_63bHVnIMFS6CNkRWOpdRdO7x0n0qspLoRjb4MPY__8jWI2hRM/s1600/yearinreview92.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572535769936466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRfIl5UXus6yIAy0F8SOhmsmRb7eAg6d5NG4r-43sjBPKTz6l9t90KAkJvdapkb3K-2DYHxxA-NTGocoXao6D-0GM1A_63bHVnIMFS6CNkRWOpdRdO7x0n0qspLoRjb4MPY__8jWI2hRM/s400/yearinreview92.JPG" /></a> July - Last night out with friends in Washington D.C.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzFmgbBu2sAcbJouXYgaAVWGurkrWJ4dKyuatrPsTa9cGmiIrRT_yPYAp6Gc_CFyGrbyapk8MO0UP3KRYc8-BEDQGQye6mVZswtOihYtLhuTwbTDbA7B4563qRqwIbF-OhkeDI158tBI/s1600/yearinreview93.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572534820529362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzFmgbBu2sAcbJouXYgaAVWGurkrWJ4dKyuatrPsTa9cGmiIrRT_yPYAp6Gc_CFyGrbyapk8MO0UP3KRYc8-BEDQGQye6mVZswtOihYtLhuTwbTDbA7B4563qRqwIbF-OhkeDI158tBI/s400/yearinreview93.jpg" /></a> July - We start our cross-country move back to Seattle, with a stop in Chicago.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPwyn6jpFlWYs6ZqH01sVOWQQYFZXks4ncMCfiPAZ_j01-7rRVcCm-NN1EsfHS6-u9kLyj-dvZHp3mpjxgz4Cj-KcmRtM4bseeomOPINNxEV0gAsKpQwqrdAk6PhC4Sr56DnN6fpF2TQQ/s1600/yearinreview94.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572528792417602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPwyn6jpFlWYs6ZqH01sVOWQQYFZXks4ncMCfiPAZ_j01-7rRVcCm-NN1EsfHS6-u9kLyj-dvZHp3mpjxgz4Cj-KcmRtM4bseeomOPINNxEV0gAsKpQwqrdAk6PhC4Sr56DnN6fpF2TQQ/s400/yearinreview94.jpg" /></a> July - During out trip through Yellowstone, we see a bear and her cubs.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy75d0ls7gnFP3XvR_No9L44UsNsnKSx1-X9-6_aik0UxZQlM2YCfA5qvVtgYMmaTJiXX4xmrdOAw9SPztXXPuvI-U-JfN3wVE_COUX3-DkgwDZqU-SdgFq1flpN4Do21bdvcW-wANfoM/s1600/yearinreview95.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572525667931266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy75d0ls7gnFP3XvR_No9L44UsNsnKSx1-X9-6_aik0UxZQlM2YCfA5qvVtgYMmaTJiXX4xmrdOAw9SPztXXPuvI-U-JfN3wVE_COUX3-DkgwDZqU-SdgFq1flpN4Do21bdvcW-wANfoM/s400/yearinreview95.jpg" /></a> August - My neice gets married!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJAg-OdVTHTP965GcUywXmUsj8PFZ8MM1qtudTX9RvSkt3RKaew_oZI5_EdLakRZWess03HJH3wIA4GhXM1ByKVSCFX8Rz3RytMj7dBlbVl-Zah1-8VI5DY-Z-jrdgUSVVpa2iJMOTwuU/s1600/yearinreview96.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572519710364050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJAg-OdVTHTP965GcUywXmUsj8PFZ8MM1qtudTX9RvSkt3RKaew_oZI5_EdLakRZWess03HJH3wIA4GhXM1ByKVSCFX8Rz3RytMj7dBlbVl-Zah1-8VI5DY-Z-jrdgUSVVpa2iJMOTwuU/s400/yearinreview96.jpg" /></a> August - I start a new job where I can bring Ava to work.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK6995NhHBlquWcAb3B29oepVlpAT5MQhW1Er4Mz8WgtmwqXT_vrIYwPzO8-I0e6J5mxlmz5fNOxhdfSLbrO11Y1wbqKbzZt0abzD5Sl_9O4W3CMqMlQOdv3F9j0CgRfIyuDl83kfnaT8/s1600/HPIM0351.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK6995NhHBlquWcAb3B29oepVlpAT5MQhW1Er4Mz8WgtmwqXT_vrIYwPzO8-I0e6J5mxlmz5fNOxhdfSLbrO11Y1wbqKbzZt0abzD5Sl_9O4W3CMqMlQOdv3F9j0CgRfIyuDl83kfnaT8/s400/HPIM0351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556870521749260226" /></a>September - We get our marraige license!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3MWcIisKFbPnWpnmsP7tP5gKP3JiLjeCn_i8Jow9YSvuDosK_Y0q7XftahiFw1vmiqiuip0EbfFhxvhU1oz6jdoYOz-LdS61yMroGQ7bn1TWqYK4GoA61pfJJdKa5_G1ERCIHeXUQFo/s1600/yearinreview98.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572275897729122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3MWcIisKFbPnWpnmsP7tP5gKP3JiLjeCn_i8Jow9YSvuDosK_Y0q7XftahiFw1vmiqiuip0EbfFhxvhU1oz6jdoYOz-LdS61yMroGQ7bn1TWqYK4GoA61pfJJdKa5_G1ERCIHeXUQFo/s400/yearinreview98.jpg" /></a> September - My cousin throws us another shower.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHZBSKUqX0B7YnunLRloOj4fh89gNSNrl3mgE-StbzsSRl0BtjtsY69NYD3WP44fsFkIb94yw6drky_P1O-mdmOE4cIT7v0KgzvLs4KAqeMSApQTBogxJjo56Hf-ckyiLeBi0tJQdWOMo/s1600/yearinreview99.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572267208770658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHZBSKUqX0B7YnunLRloOj4fh89gNSNrl3mgE-StbzsSRl0BtjtsY69NYD3WP44fsFkIb94yw6drky_P1O-mdmOE4cIT7v0KgzvLs4KAqeMSApQTBogxJjo56Hf-ckyiLeBi0tJQdWOMo/s400/yearinreview99.JPG" /></a> </div>September - Joe's family throws us a wedding shower.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvwCvlrigp5cSffGmHSpyzPXOh0BCJ5d2bh1lcLY3ToTlAQl8mdU6jEEnMgWqNIHSPj0-AUW7lNiGVMC8B6F8Mw0HWWs1poAc6mVTitilodJ97h6Rn9cAZnpF0qIz5tWdfVTAboQrorM/s1600/IMG_3881+%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556551638407727042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvwCvlrigp5cSffGmHSpyzPXOh0BCJ5d2bh1lcLY3ToTlAQl8mdU6jEEnMgWqNIHSPj0-AUW7lNiGVMC8B6F8Mw0HWWs1poAc6mVTitilodJ97h6Rn9cAZnpF0qIz5tWdfVTAboQrorM/s400/IMG_3881+%25282%2529.jpg" /></a> October - We get married!!!<br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Vft2__O1c0DoOOjeLyWFoBnT86yMMXa3jcHTESq53HQDzZqjbAayr_8Gf492YtIsTior2uQnIT-uBrvaN2_Q7qayC0LOoOsB8SDsCJkZ-u9TRdlKvXgJSGlBeX9YiCxbVstTXy5U7OU/s1600/yearinreview991.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572266019040898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Vft2__O1c0DoOOjeLyWFoBnT86yMMXa3jcHTESq53HQDzZqjbAayr_8Gf492YtIsTior2uQnIT-uBrvaN2_Q7qayC0LOoOsB8SDsCJkZ-u9TRdlKvXgJSGlBeX9YiCxbVstTXy5U7OU/s400/yearinreview991.jpg" /></a> October - We take an amazing, relaxing honeymoon to Cancun.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGec9BD_R0VTE1JRcHeM2blmpMQJnClxAGfpYuqTcbhhcWactY72czR9dm9SJBNCsEnTIOc_O6i51WQ4dbSzbzhQLYoVranjURSBaIh7dKEEryB3agEC2x1OlCPfNFmHjcXVv5ajCYcJ0/s1600/yearinreview992.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572261056900002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGec9BD_R0VTE1JRcHeM2blmpMQJnClxAGfpYuqTcbhhcWactY72czR9dm9SJBNCsEnTIOc_O6i51WQ4dbSzbzhQLYoVranjURSBaIh7dKEEryB3agEC2x1OlCPfNFmHjcXVv5ajCYcJ0/s400/yearinreview992.jpg" /></a> October - My cousin gets married.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3qaRXOxJrAhofE7Kel8qR-XeEfgVOOokRp-Yh9ULRfBciniF1Dwhoxfr-QmNiQ3CcInYJJhzVbvlQdef5DK0Ng1QnZxLF_TwX1684QD3QNLz6QYNh2nYCDsH9uZnMO9kXPzbCCg5UiY/s1600/yearinreview993.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553572253107366898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3qaRXOxJrAhofE7Kel8qR-XeEfgVOOokRp-Yh9ULRfBciniF1Dwhoxfr-QmNiQ3CcInYJJhzVbvlQdef5DK0Ng1QnZxLF_TwX1684QD3QNLz6QYNh2nYCDsH9uZnMO9kXPzbCCg5UiY/s400/yearinreview993.jpg" /></a> November - We meet my cousin's new dog Bogey for the first time during Thanksgiving. </div><br /><div> </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga80lZk-nVbivtBBa3VSqH5Rth9lcV1XeicyqXJh-gP3FwW0-hY2B0-O6W3lajll5LOsg0WAWZoSkT9Qmqu6JXLmiEYoEevJ2sY6jbIstP24nG7SVDQ9LHqWUg_hlVtvYODxzEklFb844/s1600/HPIM0764.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga80lZk-nVbivtBBa3VSqH5Rth9lcV1XeicyqXJh-gP3FwW0-hY2B0-O6W3lajll5LOsg0WAWZoSkT9Qmqu6JXLmiEYoEevJ2sY6jbIstP24nG7SVDQ9LHqWUg_hlVtvYODxzEklFb844/s400/HPIM0764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556870895557368050" /></a><div align="center"><div>December - We celebrated our first Christmas as a married couple!</div><br /><div> </div><br /><div align="left">It has literally been the most amazing year! I have never been happier and am so happy with all the fun adventures we've been able to experience in 2010. I know it will be a hard year to beat, but I already know that 2011 will be amazing as well.</div><br /><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">I hope you all are as happy with your 2010 as I am with mine!</div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-46079801273630759242010-12-31T12:30:00.000-08:002010-12-31T12:30:00.243-08:00Christmas Day<div>Joe and I really wanted to keep our tradition of having our own special Christmas morning with just our family of four. So, Christmas morning we woke up in the room we were staying in at Joe's parent's house, got some coffee, and settled in for our little gift exchange.</div><div><br /></div><div>First, we took down our stockings.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKeX58cVeC6-EMM1Gd9rnm9pnsAyqJ5CVrsUfu-9DysV0m27viPIZg9ZTbuBldpGnoXenyV3S1ToQ9VdXPTWLgq2m8fnYEGw9fuDs0iAZo5Vheg8I-4AEP7mgJiE1aE22wl4tOLFXxco/s1600/HPIM0772.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKeX58cVeC6-EMM1Gd9rnm9pnsAyqJ5CVrsUfu-9DysV0m27viPIZg9ZTbuBldpGnoXenyV3S1ToQ9VdXPTWLgq2m8fnYEGw9fuDs0iAZo5Vheg8I-4AEP7mgJiE1aE22wl4tOLFXxco/s400/HPIM0772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556869043918200754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(I had to hang them up the night before.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Then the dogs got to open their gifts. Well, actually, Jackson opened both gifts while Ava watched from the warmth of the blanket on my lap.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5b3asdchEYiCqQWEJDnyTgkTL0ledlZRJb_A1H0Kl5EScqA2Cav0mjos1VHtUOTCYEqpF17OOMntzLesVfIDHH1086hRT_ZkX3m83vERKEaGZ5o9L6oxPKv_S5g35TEkF907DpMkzCA/s1600/HPIM0773.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5b3asdchEYiCqQWEJDnyTgkTL0ledlZRJb_A1H0Kl5EScqA2Cav0mjos1VHtUOTCYEqpF17OOMntzLesVfIDHH1086hRT_ZkX3m83vERKEaGZ5o9L6oxPKv_S5g35TEkF907DpMkzCA/s400/HPIM0773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556869039276232354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMCUqtXBGPZI6l0Q1lY8u9mgaVKHxiwiW0xef2KixJZOr0R4uLSv4mUIuwlmprmc9HxZ35Oy0lBYTTNy3hFwc97n_iMJH6HAmxnKieU2yCh4MTPrYgIBLPPy0Lmwb5BHl-SonSU2eSgdg/s1600/HPIM0774.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMCUqtXBGPZI6l0Q1lY8u9mgaVKHxiwiW0xef2KixJZOr0R4uLSv4mUIuwlmprmc9HxZ35Oy0lBYTTNy3hFwc97n_iMJH6HAmxnKieU2yCh4MTPrYgIBLPPy0Lmwb5BHl-SonSU2eSgdg/s400/HPIM0774.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556869037756265074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUFx8aXk9CjO4Vcnmb76YNfkMU0tEx88hqNQgx8DPVOvgzgSWqLy2a1rWVV01j4_ArpSpTfO5dk2MMSXeom9v5qer_ajZpRQfNp-lhO9xHa-9J44o86GAF1dla_gxmkBI9E4yavSQ02Q/s1600/HPIM0775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUFx8aXk9CjO4Vcnmb76YNfkMU0tEx88hqNQgx8DPVOvgzgSWqLy2a1rWVV01j4_ArpSpTfO5dk2MMSXeom9v5qer_ajZpRQfNp-lhO9xHa-9J44o86GAF1dla_gxmkBI9E4yavSQ02Q/s400/HPIM0775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556868800030083474" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jackson playing with his new Christmas raccoon.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Then we opened the gifts from each other.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpU16KFvrwQ6ei1m2skzI-1A9WyMTTty1yzjkFphUDgk1FPsYRIbTHq12BHiQGyQ2Q0-izHHi96rU1tDaaM-yAJzzGAedTgUTcMpUpSclJxYVaTe7rpXPYl-xcglIipkVzXJ9p_E11d_U/s1600/HPIM0776.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpU16KFvrwQ6ei1m2skzI-1A9WyMTTty1yzjkFphUDgk1FPsYRIbTHq12BHiQGyQ2Q0-izHHi96rU1tDaaM-yAJzzGAedTgUTcMpUpSclJxYVaTe7rpXPYl-xcglIipkVzXJ9p_E11d_U/s400/HPIM0776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556868793687882994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">You can still see Ava sleeping in my lap - that's my girl!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTrCVTN_KlH7c0mEt9sznweLJz2KGTxBLmqZkPAosm6tRYdpr5vuYnRnVYnz8x3UfCZAbb8Ms7r7oi407MmMm_34xPtCf0gyIwLhaa9h6pNXqKFBhyH5T26wBFsRpUw6HvtbZZUwirkw/s1600/HPIM0778.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTrCVTN_KlH7c0mEt9sznweLJz2KGTxBLmqZkPAosm6tRYdpr5vuYnRnVYnz8x3UfCZAbb8Ms7r7oi407MmMm_34xPtCf0gyIwLhaa9h6pNXqKFBhyH5T26wBFsRpUw6HvtbZZUwirkw/s400/HPIM0778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556868785346361426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Joe has been begging me for the movie "Shooter" for months.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTnPTdlbRqtQmXn_Ie-J72CJq8STXQk9UINkxiQpXVwfhV-AclcQkuLr49Uy7BXAaTysKINtX-xkFUZ58ixjOaTodN1wD_-mS2RavS2X8KZg1JjnU4twkgrFc8t5jqKIZ5UUQ69kS4JSA/s1600/HPIM0782.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTnPTdlbRqtQmXn_Ie-J72CJq8STXQk9UINkxiQpXVwfhV-AclcQkuLr49Uy7BXAaTysKINtX-xkFUZ58ixjOaTodN1wD_-mS2RavS2X8KZg1JjnU4twkgrFc8t5jqKIZ5UUQ69kS4JSA/s400/HPIM0782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556868772690676850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yay! The new S.K. book!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUhtMMXa3pW5dJfxKXT_BpiRROuKIT9Y6raDoy3aPSnuw6D7lIkZLh2bXu4vDp7sjmbKv4MmJ1qfQ7_ILwNbQwAQO2RUxb4nJQRT9VetJXsQM35jv7FXYA6pChSKoKmWXHrvU4wZfCow/s1600/HPIM0784.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUhtMMXa3pW5dJfxKXT_BpiRROuKIT9Y6raDoy3aPSnuw6D7lIkZLh2bXu4vDp7sjmbKv4MmJ1qfQ7_ILwNbQwAQO2RUxb4nJQRT9VetJXsQM35jv7FXYA6pChSKoKmWXHrvU4wZfCow/s400/HPIM0784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556868764106641298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">mmmm... Beckham. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I loved our little private Christmas morning. I don't have any pictures from the rest of the day, but we had another nice relaxing day with family. We headed over to Joe's aunt's house for lunch and hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps. After lunch we went back to Joe's parent's and a few other family members stopped by to catch up. It was nice.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Low-key, that was our Christmas. And it's just what we needed.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-38082994703540150682010-12-31T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-31T08:00:14.727-08:00Christmas Eve Festivities<div>I can't believe it's New Year's Eve already! I've really been lazy between Christmas and now! So be prepared for a few posts today, so I can get caught up before 2011 begins.</div><div><br /></div><div>We spent Christmas with Joe's family in Portland. It was a nice relaxing weekend with family.</div><div><br /></div><div>On Christmas Eve, we invited our friends over so we could give gifts to their kids. One of their little girls, Marleigh, was the flower girl at our wedding. We were really happy to see them during the holiday, even though everyone was so busy.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhHlUHnbAZWdCfEXXUZRTYJKxRwk6J7ppQw_s_fma1-PcHhO8I7thcSV0Zd6YqrBk7jdXNuu8jUDsaHLS3IUGswJpB6c842wkMTEhbxclOkzz14lIP7DzIQ_RbAqxHSlHuMCnrdvQeK2Y/s1600/HPIM0711.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhHlUHnbAZWdCfEXXUZRTYJKxRwk6J7ppQw_s_fma1-PcHhO8I7thcSV0Zd6YqrBk7jdXNuu8jUDsaHLS3IUGswJpB6c842wkMTEhbxclOkzz14lIP7DzIQ_RbAqxHSlHuMCnrdvQeK2Y/s400/HPIM0711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865619252854578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Marleigh and McKenna</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpvoPd8DwYzy7F-4tPkbPmKCjFvmraqa9yeFZASD9YhBC6DJgt4L-d8Twvq5jxhfMR40K56CBkl8Ekzju0L9RkhTugSbDTavCX0COxc0DhRoUhh78WN9tdE0YuiZbyPQDgqV2uzyRItc/s1600/HPIM0712.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpvoPd8DwYzy7F-4tPkbPmKCjFvmraqa9yeFZASD9YhBC6DJgt4L-d8Twvq5jxhfMR40K56CBkl8Ekzju0L9RkhTugSbDTavCX0COxc0DhRoUhh78WN9tdE0YuiZbyPQDgqV2uzyRItc/s400/HPIM0712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865614557545746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Zander as the center of attention. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R09VgTiJfed8lAB1XFitD1ij1NIhWbj5LDrvXe698JMYFiz7eGfpwfgc8dP4-NXV0MsoQShhRHnum-tsHzsvVRustuA8fiodhA4e8Ytyo8igjjoXDbdy7RsJsolhIpN2dGjXlyB1OwA/s1600/HPIM0715.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R09VgTiJfed8lAB1XFitD1ij1NIhWbj5LDrvXe698JMYFiz7eGfpwfgc8dP4-NXV0MsoQShhRHnum-tsHzsvVRustuA8fiodhA4e8Ytyo8igjjoXDbdy7RsJsolhIpN2dGjXlyB1OwA/s400/HPIM0715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865611180363762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Zander opening his gift - a dump truck. (Joe almost kept it for himself he liked playing with it so much. I suppose all men are just big boys at heart, huh?)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2AID3a77BEALbY-glbqYzW0zAiPNjOK-qHChHUz-cjD-PM9qW31yU14F7sN2tOIcyk0L696cMs2WEEzzCGnN36hLJGDMnRfuPmjcZxrBDRQONzqYSOIeYQC49omVf2NC_6DOAjsXa-k/s1600/HPIM0718.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2AID3a77BEALbY-glbqYzW0zAiPNjOK-qHChHUz-cjD-PM9qW31yU14F7sN2tOIcyk0L696cMs2WEEzzCGnN36hLJGDMnRfuPmjcZxrBDRQONzqYSOIeYQC49omVf2NC_6DOAjsXa-k/s400/HPIM0718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865605265604050" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Marleigh and me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">After we visited with them for a bit, it was time to head over to Joe's sister and brother-in-law's house for Christmas Eve dinner. This is one of the things that Joe has missed the most since we moved away - his brother-in-law's cooking!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJBHGj5OSz7DKfs7I_ewBXs0yS7xWHUO1nvcudkGLgFDzWjYYA9wKieoS1nzyze0KJXHoLCQH4avio9a3IVd2rh9EM2hDDE4J1N4s98vOPTr1KsXjVvgDC0whx7dORehQzTw0lHgdNvN8/s1600/HPIM0758.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJBHGj5OSz7DKfs7I_ewBXs0yS7xWHUO1nvcudkGLgFDzWjYYA9wKieoS1nzyze0KJXHoLCQH4avio9a3IVd2rh9EM2hDDE4J1N4s98vOPTr1KsXjVvgDC0whx7dORehQzTw0lHgdNvN8/s400/HPIM0758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865602509050482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cindy and Shane with the famous prime rib.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyuqrn1wRX49sdB81stwqvWp0DKHTJHrdgbaxoGbw8yOe5-0LGq42mvPqyjNCFZnfzFIHnOZIeCQwLb8KrprDj7qsPss0zutwggK_LWfCvjQO33YSHSPoD9aJpZiKAHWbNuLVLro84uI/s1600/HPIM0759.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyuqrn1wRX49sdB81stwqvWp0DKHTJHrdgbaxoGbw8yOe5-0LGq42mvPqyjNCFZnfzFIHnOZIeCQwLb8KrprDj7qsPss0zutwggK_LWfCvjQO33YSHSPoD9aJpZiKAHWbNuLVLro84uI/s400/HPIM0759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865279036724914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Family getting ready for dinner.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi13g6s8YH7X_ff43EdoQZPrMCJ7Kz1_Di7j0XZ-bxxckqiQnt4Ms1Zpe_5kuGDQvxt87g9qT_nmJGDoIm2u9w73sZlnTALjACP85tVVlZkpW9IGRQ4dvM_16sl6EjiQGI4axZMbvHAVVI/s1600/HPIM0761.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi13g6s8YH7X_ff43EdoQZPrMCJ7Kz1_Di7j0XZ-bxxckqiQnt4Ms1Zpe_5kuGDQvxt87g9qT_nmJGDoIm2u9w73sZlnTALjACP85tVVlZkpW9IGRQ4dvM_16sl6EjiQGI4axZMbvHAVVI/s400/HPIM0761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865273291736722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My in-laws.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">After dinner it was time to open gifts. Everyone was very sweet and generous and we were gifted a lot of great things.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK6AFisAuDBMnBcDntig2ec3LyB5OR-d09kFaZHU-ywWpX9ruyFhZu3zFxh_pNeumGJam3QhR2LupIWX3LdFS5fzHXryoeNyDYP6HPRDgsdondgvozVMKSSzn3ok2Od0KvzjB-9QpHKWk/s1600/HPIM0764.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK6AFisAuDBMnBcDntig2ec3LyB5OR-d09kFaZHU-ywWpX9ruyFhZu3zFxh_pNeumGJam3QhR2LupIWX3LdFS5fzHXryoeNyDYP6HPRDgsdondgvozVMKSSzn3ok2Od0KvzjB-9QpHKWk/s400/HPIM0764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865267895436866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me and my husband. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0VX7DSNs8nWCKp1hWw0-YLEKnh78HhU5Vd8QZg-Ff5J5VTQnULyGa3yQeRe8aX05pSdp9a6VOHTXOUdaFYBuu-b47N0wmarpEPxwX_MmAjLvBbPTSzya_W4zXoEYo-dUlKgdnaxnJPAg/s1600/HPIM0765.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0VX7DSNs8nWCKp1hWw0-YLEKnh78HhU5Vd8QZg-Ff5J5VTQnULyGa3yQeRe8aX05pSdp9a6VOHTXOUdaFYBuu-b47N0wmarpEPxwX_MmAjLvBbPTSzya_W4zXoEYo-dUlKgdnaxnJPAg/s400/HPIM0765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865263845390130" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sam, Dalton, and Zach opening the last of their gifts. (Look at that mess behind them!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmPGN74HbK774XAYzTCpDv-h7RVj-e8MM5x5QtkJqvRTY-xlruOm2pLUkOOY_5dnY2g9zqyLemnhPvLMMndnTmQue7wrDr1FbFO2W3q6r-wBAMYha2qoa4J07bZusWExaxtFoM2DVT8vg/s1600/HPIM0770.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmPGN74HbK774XAYzTCpDv-h7RVj-e8MM5x5QtkJqvRTY-xlruOm2pLUkOOY_5dnY2g9zqyLemnhPvLMMndnTmQue7wrDr1FbFO2W3q6r-wBAMYha2qoa4J07bZusWExaxtFoM2DVT8vg/s400/HPIM0770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556865260239108562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cindy with her fur-nephew. Doesn't Jackson look so happy?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It was a great night and I have to say, I'm pretty lucky to have this family as my in-laws. :)</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-85887086684160794882010-12-30T07:46:00.001-08:002010-12-30T10:48:35.185-08:00Christmas Fun at WorkThe Thursday before Christmas, my work had some fun things going ton. We had an ugly sweater contest, a cubicle decorating contest, cookie party, and potluck. My little team had fun with all the festivities. Here I am with two of my coworkers in our ugly sweaters in front of our cubicle, which we tranformed into a gingerbread house.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggjKJ5atasMSBR1eZP_PhJQt2s2tPz8EsSquNGwYMagXfBTaTNccJLDZVBuwZtSRx_ZgaiAOmxH5t6527jlyUh9UwZEEye-d1KOctdJYJ9_8iOQRSaSFvpIN3zBvvBAn__a5cjk00GPAI/s1600/HPIM0709.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556502278359381010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggjKJ5atasMSBR1eZP_PhJQt2s2tPz8EsSquNGwYMagXfBTaTNccJLDZVBuwZtSRx_ZgaiAOmxH5t6527jlyUh9UwZEEye-d1KOctdJYJ9_8iOQRSaSFvpIN3zBvvBAn__a5cjk00GPAI/s400/HPIM0709.JPG" /></a> I've never owned an ugly sweater, so my coworker brought me one to wear. It was a kid's sweater that was too small and super awful. Unfortunately, I didn't win the contest, though.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-34225448429535095562010-12-29T09:57:00.000-08:002010-12-29T10:02:25.694-08:00Our Fur-Cousin's First ChristmasI have a ton of pictures to share with you of our Christmas, but Joe and I have both been feeling a bit under the weather, so I haven't had the energy to get things organized. Until then, I do have a picture to share with you of our fur-cousin, Bogey.<br /><br />Bogey is my cousin's new dog and he celebrated his first Christmas with his forever family this year. Doesn't he look excited?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU3xhnySegDIbGNZNviNis5mx9SbxW6xyE4JYp5Rhgil3d8dazh1DgokGY8ePL8tUmObO-h-iU9NjgdUDgD36uy-wixY-Op8qt9Vlb9bFqbpc7wJ2P_OVdlYVnAYC8F82BO4datevFN8U/s1600/bogey.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556165301040098578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU3xhnySegDIbGNZNviNis5mx9SbxW6xyE4JYp5Rhgil3d8dazh1DgokGY8ePL8tUmObO-h-iU9NjgdUDgD36uy-wixY-Op8qt9Vlb9bFqbpc7wJ2P_OVdlYVnAYC8F82BO4datevFN8U/s400/bogey.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Okay, so he doesn't really look that excited. But he looks cute! And while I wasn't able to visit with him (or any of my family) this Christmas, I hear he had a wonderful time and got lots of great presents.</div><div> </div><div><br>Merry Christmas to Bogey and all the new pets out there who finally have their forever home!</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-30092423824038337012010-12-23T10:11:00.000-08:002010-12-24T13:50:16.279-08:00Cookie PartyLast Saturday night, I headed up to Edmonds for a cookie party hosted by Heidi. It started at one in the afternoon, so I figured we would be baking cookies for a few hours and I'd head home early that evening. I had NO idea what a Taffera cookie party was all about! I was there for over seven hours and we made TONS of cookies. It was unbelievable.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjye5lKzv8mFmqjjDVqDJZL0URjJ6Nsl5m4eGbPIHZ-0F-zI1uMzdN9jS7sutae-pt44bgnGO3ekAwZsMDHzZrjzZoc6s4vspp4-ps0qiSzK4mlSn8n5LpU1s8GVk0rcOFlG3EoqEf8GX0/s1600/HPIM0697.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942834645116146" 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/AVvXsEjye5lKzv8mFmqjjDVqDJZL0URjJ6Nsl5m4eGbPIHZ-0F-zI1uMzdN9jS7sutae-pt44bgnGO3ekAwZsMDHzZrjzZoc6s4vspp4-ps0qiSzK4mlSn8n5LpU1s8GVk0rcOFlG3EoqEf8GX0/s400/HPIM0697.JPG" border="0" /></a> Before the guys left us alone. :)</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2NMWcFzuqcVXIGpk0quyeV5crGfSncw4q6-or4WDk_kaiYky4Q3E3L2beH-er3z-PCEBoZdMt11FgXCwwDB-xtWoEc-yOlFaN8Ec6rN0nDEv4Dl7rvy4qvtKkhLuyi5lbklLNe-zIQgU/s1600/HPIM0698.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942832674752962" 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/AVvXsEi2NMWcFzuqcVXIGpk0quyeV5crGfSncw4q6-or4WDk_kaiYky4Q3E3L2beH-er3z-PCEBoZdMt11FgXCwwDB-xtWoEc-yOlFaN8Ec6rN0nDEv4Dl7rvy4qvtKkhLuyi5lbklLNe-zIQgU/s400/HPIM0698.JPG" border="0" /></a> Heidi's friend's new baby, Cooper. He was the only boy allowed at the party and he stole the show!</p><p><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfqbN1mVVUZEZ6gJ2GbVfX1TFr6-iF3-XQuewX9GVLw3SInfm82xXeJvWpZqbnKpbOtCORmhSg0lQ2txCyBCdw5JrgcyBa9AG4dHQMX_fgW3sSCH6_6OlhvLUO7kRedXliP2Q1JP78gV8/s1600/HPIM0699.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942827468917122" 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/AVvXsEhfqbN1mVVUZEZ6gJ2GbVfX1TFr6-iF3-XQuewX9GVLw3SInfm82xXeJvWpZqbnKpbOtCORmhSg0lQ2txCyBCdw5JrgcyBa9AG4dHQMX_fgW3sSCH6_6OlhvLUO7kRedXliP2Q1JP78gV8/s400/HPIM0699.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Shasta</p><p align="center"><br /> </p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKUfVw5DKl8eVLoUGQ1z3nddaSlIxfYg_2O-0qDGN6uWD1KyRnrQ9TYHT4w8NdoPj5XBb7ViUU8S-Ammu_uGbPW6B-I1K1z12xg_xJUvoE7A7MeyBofjuJGKinZ69smtiNs9CUBl143k/s1600/HPIM0700.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942821178550882" 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/AVvXsEjCKUfVw5DKl8eVLoUGQ1z3nddaSlIxfYg_2O-0qDGN6uWD1KyRnrQ9TYHT4w8NdoPj5XBb7ViUU8S-Ammu_uGbPW6B-I1K1z12xg_xJUvoE7A7MeyBofjuJGKinZ69smtiNs9CUBl143k/s400/HPIM0700.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Heidi rocking her new apron. SO 50's housewife, no?<br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxUtWSVFBjKKLl0AXfs3O2vUK7zEy1g-DjPF2XC_oklTE0ltI7MONLrkMoIwHTb_22zLWtwiqHnecpgXjFgTlVUdPrBWf2bOTe3PZGm9-defsaqbr4FhhHRgcUp3z3DJTKPcPx5Hd2kw/s1600/HPIM0701.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942444618445282" 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/AVvXsEiQxUtWSVFBjKKLl0AXfs3O2vUK7zEy1g-DjPF2XC_oklTE0ltI7MONLrkMoIwHTb_22zLWtwiqHnecpgXjFgTlVUdPrBWf2bOTe3PZGm9-defsaqbr4FhhHRgcUp3z3DJTKPcPx5Hd2kw/s400/HPIM0701.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Hanging out, drinking wine, and having snacks before the baking begins.<br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tEeoMbbSgIhAGaFmEmzLgShZtPJaB7HDor1O1am82MKUq4Td_9jRPO-HdojPThkFAd9mmaHHfBOkJtlYohycRudtm4v57UmL04TaR1gNdE5AQT386y4wIMgd3fcFlHdsmPxvGPtagwY/s1600/HPIM0704.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942442551795426" 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/AVvXsEg2tEeoMbbSgIhAGaFmEmzLgShZtPJaB7HDor1O1am82MKUq4Td_9jRPO-HdojPThkFAd9mmaHHfBOkJtlYohycRudtm4v57UmL04TaR1gNdE5AQT386y4wIMgd3fcFlHdsmPxvGPtagwY/s400/HPIM0704.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a> Me, Cooper, and Cooper's mom Mo.<br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxD4vyCCN22wwF54nolkttKrOnKvF78aR9RqbokWc9LIJFa_-opUW1WGfhYMibyRHU83rj4SECqUtRvQc3-JrCIeEl5uohFTsvzS-cbko-As0k26Ug0Hql_uO7Jh0QxYoc9-BfZmUIvSs/s1600/HPIM0706.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942435918828370" 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/AVvXsEhxD4vyCCN22wwF54nolkttKrOnKvF78aR9RqbokWc9LIJFa_-opUW1WGfhYMibyRHU83rj4SECqUtRvQc3-JrCIeEl5uohFTsvzS-cbko-As0k26Ug0Hql_uO7Jh0QxYoc9-BfZmUIvSs/s400/HPIM0706.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>The makings for Holly Leaves.<br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsRGG4BeQyiHKkD6OcQQ7AGYEJyA4X3uLVHoCmNhWbweVVKz1WPV5Fef3iqTqOhTV7dL6AGW2jzxMKwN4vXHCqnH6Z51FEMYmXj_H2NY7ZY_gTovk-NGAW3tJnIqT1w0uZME-eO7XDxeo/s1600/HPIM0707.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942434268166290" 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/AVvXsEgsRGG4BeQyiHKkD6OcQQ7AGYEJyA4X3uLVHoCmNhWbweVVKz1WPV5Fef3iqTqOhTV7dL6AGW2jzxMKwN4vXHCqnH6Z51FEMYmXj_H2NY7ZY_gTovk-NGAW3tJnIqT1w0uZME-eO7XDxeo/s400/HPIM0707.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Seriously, he stole the show.</p><p align="center"><br /> </p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQZFCIcI9GrDJdPLrYYUhJ-LSKAvNgwgx8nHZBIXjPU38zoNFIDSZNgF0-NZ1RGG1qwh_x5vEFycmv91FI5SgiBx8cx8C88qStWV1i-grsmKCuVMyx5U-NF8doHbDveNzcLXc4r3L-06Y/s1600/HPIM0708.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553942427371171410" 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/AVvXsEjQZFCIcI9GrDJdPLrYYUhJ-LSKAvNgwgx8nHZBIXjPU38zoNFIDSZNgF0-NZ1RGG1qwh_x5vEFycmv91FI5SgiBx8cx8C88qStWV1i-grsmKCuVMyx5U-NF8doHbDveNzcLXc4r3L-06Y/s400/HPIM0708.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Half of our sugar cookies.</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="left">I had such a great time hanging out with the girls, but I swear, I was exhausted at the end of the night. AND my favorite cookies made that day were the Holly Leaves and I think I got to eat one of the 10 I took home. Apparently, they are also Joe's favorite. haha</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-36201984581192451832010-12-22T09:32:00.000-08:002010-12-22T09:38:40.240-08:00Christmas CardI love sending out Christmas cards during the holidays. It's such a fun way to connect with people and show them what you've been up to during the year. And since Joe and I got married this year, this year's card was even more meaningful.<br /><br />While I didn't want to focus the entire card on the wedding (I mean, that isn't ALL we did this year!) I did have to include one of my favorite pictures from the big day. I also included a picture of Joe and me at Fenway Park, and of course a picture of each of the dogs - our family.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfBfOckm0Az7wef3VMGgjjqhtLi3GdVLvbJ4uDNJFHgR85jw5YizoxYvT3Uo96ludhigaabxAZ_eveus4VyCuZ61CEdL2CPtDd5Z_-mtWWURAf_OdZqZWLbiibW3RuBGEa9RebW3ol-g/s1600/ccard.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553561306875978786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfBfOckm0Az7wef3VMGgjjqhtLi3GdVLvbJ4uDNJFHgR85jw5YizoxYvT3Uo96ludhigaabxAZ_eveus4VyCuZ61CEdL2CPtDd5Z_-mtWWURAf_OdZqZWLbiibW3RuBGEa9RebW3ol-g/s400/ccard.jpg" /></a> I thought it turned out great. And with Shutterfly's promotion, we got 50 of these lovelies for the cost of shipping. Can't beat that!<br /><div> </div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-47562619217316858882010-12-19T09:44:00.001-08:002010-12-19T09:55:18.506-08:00Another Trip to Snowflake LaneFriday night I rushed home after work, walked and fed the dogs, and then rushed back out to downtown Bellevue. Joe and I were planning to meet a work friend of mine, Stacy, and her boyfriend, Jon, to watch Snowflake Lane. I was driving there and Joe was taking the bus from Renton. Well, it didn't work out quite like we hoped.<div><br /></div><div>Traffic of course was crazy and I barely got parked and made it up to the street before the show started. There are thousands of people who come out for the show and I weaved my way through the crowds in search of my friend but never found her. And Joe was stuck on a bus in traffic and missed the whole thing. So, I watched the show by myself, but it was still amazing. :) </div><div><br /></div><div>When the show ended, we all met up at the bar in Red Robin. Stacy, Jon and I had drinks and waited for Joe, who was stuck on the bus for an hour. Once he got there, we ordered some appetizers (happy hour started as soon as he arrived, so it was actually good timing), and we had a good time.</div><div><br /></div><div>But seriously, Snowflake Lane this year has been hard to see! First, Joe had to miss out because he had to wait for a table at ZTejas while my mom and dad and I enjoyed the show. Then, we tried to go with friends but it was pouring down rain. Then we tried to go with other friends and never found each other. Crazy!</div><div><br /></div><div>We're going to have to plan better next year.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-7480664514429424012010-12-17T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-17T08:00:00.458-08:00Five Favorites for Friday<strong>1. Ada the Terminata</strong><br />So, they don't allow you to copy any pictures off of The Biggest Loser site, but I'm sure you all know who I'm talking about. Ada won third place in The Biggest Loser competition. She was amazing. She had a lot of issues with her parents, but ended up being the most giving, considerate, selfless person AND the most hard-working and dedicated person. She was a machine, it was awesome to watch. And while she didn't win (Patrick won and I was so happy about that!), she definitely became America's sweetheart.<br /><br /><strong>2. Large Dog Breeds</strong><br />Meet Tovan (below). He is a Saint Bernard mix available for foster or adoption in Seattle. I *love* him and sent his picture and story to Joe with the subject line: "Can we foster (then adopt) this guy?" I am just obsessed right now with adding a big dog to the family. I think we should have one of each size - wouldn't that be adorable? It's good that I have a level-headed husband who reminds me that we have a tiny apartment, no yard, and no extra time to dedicate to a new dog. But someday.... (If you want to foster or adopt him, though, visit <a href="http://www.petfinder.com/petdetail/17393119">his Petfinder site!)</a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIpz7nRzRNn3NMwbSod_lG-ideYwl9iMbOjSEz9U-E5LgXz70XN9BfW0whfoLbfvlJWEpuq6aN3mbQvuqZzSI2am6-HxJn3G91AbPd6PU6zZNKAsXE4d0L24Aaj0EwNos7Z0IoAHRlju8/s1600/Tovan.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551354330491901186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIpz7nRzRNn3NMwbSod_lG-ideYwl9iMbOjSEz9U-E5LgXz70XN9BfW0whfoLbfvlJWEpuq6aN3mbQvuqZzSI2am6-HxJn3G91AbPd6PU6zZNKAsXE4d0L24Aaj0EwNos7Z0IoAHRlju8/s400/Tovan.jpg" /></a><br /><strong>3. Pink</strong><br />I'm not a big music person. I'm not the type of girl who loves going to concerts or freaks out about musicians. I like listening to music, I like dancing, but music usually doesn't make a huge impact in my life. But I *love* Pink. She has helped me through many a bad break-up and now that I'm happliy married and in love, I still love her crank-the-volume, dance-in-your-car, scream-out-the-lyrics songs. She rocks.<br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550257504717333650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinXS4wacfDOhCpDkXejXjf3Vstrp2tDlUxmD84gT1a3MqCjvPJzSfHozEHzdc4dxg6Fh7oxEWCL6Fk6aYZk-IRAIMqHnPyOjp5EP2m-LD3nXcTwV_McM9j_w0UHe0DmHTOgx0kFrHatgI/s400/pink.jpg" /><br /><strong>4. Flash Mobs</strong></div><div>They are popping up everywhere! There was even one recently in Seattle that made Yahoo's front page. I have yet to see one in person, but I love the whole idea of it all. You're standing there minding your own business, and all of a sudden all these strangers around you break into song or dance. How cool would that be to experience?<br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTat3qKRdnV_Lr8On9QYh8jgHvs8af6FWjHw2Zkab-RalVnRatcNnZdzeGqavZAlxyHyU92d2uKB9Z7moYP-xFieo0aD5P5A60Hpk8WQC8iZ02OnH3QCM3qTg88JW9TtKiuIT_cfcyPI/s1600/flashmob.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550257502312509282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTat3qKRdnV_Lr8On9QYh8jgHvs8af6FWjHw2Zkab-RalVnRatcNnZdzeGqavZAlxyHyU92d2uKB9Z7moYP-xFieo0aD5P5A60Hpk8WQC8iZ02OnH3QCM3qTg88JW9TtKiuIT_cfcyPI/s400/flashmob.jpg" /></a> </div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong>5. Unconventional Christmas Songs</strong></div><div>Oh wait, this was on last week's list as well! But I heard a few others this week and had to share. </div><div><br />First, The Maine's "Santa Stole My Girlfriend". It's this nice, slow, pretty song and then all of a sudden, they call Santa a bitch. Hilarious.</div></div><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMoAz7j4k1w?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMoAz7j4k1w?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Next, did you know Gaga released a Christmas song? Yep!<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PolcJd2eh-w?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PolcJd2eh-w?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />So, do we share any favorites this week?Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-25407052013101010052010-12-16T10:30:00.000-08:002010-12-16T10:30:00.628-08:00Clever Flow Chart for Dog OwnersJoe and I always say that those dog owners who don't pick up after their dogs are the people who give all dog owners a bad name. We hate it. So, I thought this flow chart was pretty awesome. It should be posted at every dog park, street corner, and trail.<br /><br />(You should be able to click on it to see it bigger. If not, click over to http://alloveralbany.com/archive/2010/12/14/its-winter-your-dog-has-pooped-what-now#wide-screen-content)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXS19lri_UsiEnx_T0zxRyUhHZ0r6DIg825L-bxdCuNyearKnmw_d0XrsxbJv1CCqAFCUIfKc9QzXoW9vQvmYT-Ja_vY336aNB8z1f0MVBMGIfz2urAci9mS3ONmqc9p079mRty6hrsw/s1600/pick_up_dog_poop_flow_chart.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550652381622028946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXS19lri_UsiEnx_T0zxRyUhHZ0r6DIg825L-bxdCuNyearKnmw_d0XrsxbJv1CCqAFCUIfKc9QzXoW9vQvmYT-Ja_vY336aNB8z1f0MVBMGIfz2urAci9mS3ONmqc9p079mRty6hrsw/s400/pick_up_dog_poop_flow_chart.png" /></a><br />My favorite bubble: "Are You a Jerk?" heehee<br /><div><a href="http://alloveralbany.com/archive/2010/12/14/its-winter-your-dog-has-pooped-what-now"></a></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-46528433609708140782010-12-14T16:00:00.000-08:002010-12-14T16:00:03.008-08:00CityDog Holiday MuttmixerLast Thursday was City Dog Magazine's Holiday Muttmixer. It was held at Westside Yoga and Doga in West Seattle. I wasn't able to bring Ava this time because I didn't have time to go get her after work, but I went with a few friends from Trupanion. We brought dog food to donate, ate some yummy appetizers, and just had fun watching all the dogs in attendence.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sapPixMjQ6ZBR__Yba8vvj4KjtiyXn_zRglEU7bwJqPYayHLeR4sXGwiY9JnMW323NxXxDpbgcYtxP27Bv5TDuyyTlq3LA07yffdrX_NRAWKwh-XDYw8u6JccIKzsmmuwyH2yodVdiA/s1600/Muttmixer2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550334756531443186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sapPixMjQ6ZBR__Yba8vvj4KjtiyXn_zRglEU7bwJqPYayHLeR4sXGwiY9JnMW323NxXxDpbgcYtxP27Bv5TDuyyTlq3LA07yffdrX_NRAWKwh-XDYw8u6JccIKzsmmuwyH2yodVdiA/s400/Muttmixer2.jpg" /></a> The whole Trupanion gang.</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNtfqDj34sk79BSS4UofXY5bzbZ34guGhW-jR1Xv1wo-STOO9tTYkOcBtGD9Q6vFu7-hRnI0nV5hBLLfQBDtbo0krsCgCHNgR1niRloX8nZmWVnF8FxVDNaLhbIAP1llAgq5DqUC4GqM/s1600/Muttmixer1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550334742206712994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNtfqDj34sk79BSS4UofXY5bzbZ34guGhW-jR1Xv1wo-STOO9tTYkOcBtGD9Q6vFu7-hRnI0nV5hBLLfQBDtbo0krsCgCHNgR1niRloX8nZmWVnF8FxVDNaLhbIAP1llAgq5DqUC4GqM/s400/Muttmixer1.jpg" /></a> Alex, Akvile, and Stacy with their dogs Benny, Batman, and Ellie.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9_LRJyeFX2G92bqk1faPuTpn8GKTmSrhLH0XCtethwoQjn8Xf2ecroO1_s2FsJclHd-2ZS5hbd3RAKy8kZpLNFu7fYqPapXyeInLJD2zVQcgJ_LCIl5-RimgoR2ygh8vkup4Jj81u5UQ/s1600/Muttmixer3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550334733870999250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9_LRJyeFX2G92bqk1faPuTpn8GKTmSrhLH0XCtethwoQjn8Xf2ecroO1_s2FsJclHd-2ZS5hbd3RAKy8kZpLNFu7fYqPapXyeInLJD2zVQcgJ_LCIl5-RimgoR2ygh8vkup4Jj81u5UQ/s400/Muttmixer3.jpg" /></a> A Corgie/Bulldog mix<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzo5IUgHZvr26_CowJm8sizc58zD8s00n5qaR97b0X2FsDadMH_kX9Yxi2BgQ7eK7QIxmDH7jfBKVil7GklZcSsDCV5WeHvcfyi70eJ6ZfhFZmTgpgOEy9HdAIj8r1JGLnKQb2B4D1F9w/s1600/Muttmixer4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550334728477533906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzo5IUgHZvr26_CowJm8sizc58zD8s00n5qaR97b0X2FsDadMH_kX9Yxi2BgQ7eK7QIxmDH7jfBKVil7GklZcSsDCV5WeHvcfyi70eJ6ZfhFZmTgpgOEy9HdAIj8r1JGLnKQb2B4D1F9w/s400/Muttmixer4.jpg" /></a> Ellie!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaOIXgc_yqkvLEVLcFuzBRVIaa87d-DPS0IoBYz1cICSYto3-xM4Y8xM5TUEK7wOLWSnq-rui1AAgByD6_HbR0JuvXTV6Thi8BFQqmIqZxpBosP-Y0lIe86ytgUPZJkivKCQ4VheJW1yw/s1600/Muttmixer5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550334725751536690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaOIXgc_yqkvLEVLcFuzBRVIaa87d-DPS0IoBYz1cICSYto3-xM4Y8xM5TUEK7wOLWSnq-rui1AAgByD6_HbR0JuvXTV6Thi8BFQqmIqZxpBosP-Y0lIe86ytgUPZJkivKCQ4VheJW1yw/s400/Muttmixer5.jpg" /></a>One of the professional shots taken at the event - Batman! </div><div></div><div align="left"><br />City Dog events are seriously the best. Can't wait till the next one!<br /></div><div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-40181940797438173062010-12-13T16:00:00.000-08:002010-12-13T16:00:05.407-08:00Movie Night with FriendsA friend of mine from work had said that she wanted to check out Snowflake Lane. I told her Joe and I were planning to go Saturday night, if her and her husband wanted to join us. She agreed. However, as Saturday evening progressed, so did the monsoon outside, so we decided it probably wasn't a good night to stand out in the rain. So, we invited them over to our place instead, and told them to bring their dog, Batman, to play with Jackson and Ava.<br /><br />Usually Jackson is a little territorial with other dogs. We wanted to have the playdate, but figured we might be on edge a little bit, watching Jackson to make sure he behaved himself. But we were surprised with Jackson immediately started playing with Batman and SHARING his toys! We all had a fun and relaxing night. It was great.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpeBe_xIKiScJe1GxEcHxINkPBxITXjzfK2rAKPo8vJ77RlTFlF41P2-UPIEJPozD0rbrtLr_ZIOjkQ8JFvkYqtt82tkn2RiFLCSJN-LL3PfQH1Ck5X-h9QGo6o8O4iWStenFn67qXK8g/s1600/HPIM0685.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550033416688403250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpeBe_xIKiScJe1GxEcHxINkPBxITXjzfK2rAKPo8vJ77RlTFlF41P2-UPIEJPozD0rbrtLr_ZIOjkQ8JFvkYqtt82tkn2RiFLCSJN-LL3PfQH1Ck5X-h9QGo6o8O4iWStenFn67qXK8g/s400/HPIM0685.JPG" /></a> Jackson, Ava, and Batman</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5EYHFRK3QTU-VSi6JmIZAR1Yqpf4gfmjbNq7i4NWMrEcNzZRG3tlWIUfTUMerEEq2e_M-rK5e8kYbln7iv8oX8f0IbxljR4aga79xos7cbjeQu7LCBRN52f_LKrG8wXdzCsT-arm2D8/s1600/HPIM0686.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550033400816860722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5EYHFRK3QTU-VSi6JmIZAR1Yqpf4gfmjbNq7i4NWMrEcNzZRG3tlWIUfTUMerEEq2e_M-rK5e8kYbln7iv8oX8f0IbxljR4aga79xos7cbjeQu7LCBRN52f_LKrG8wXdzCsT-arm2D8/s400/HPIM0686.JPG" /></a> Ava watching the action.</p><p><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHhYeHIYI-M3mI52548OPsjCM6QplUkg4woFMl0921GQM4kyGKMoCGIfgy1wGL1xM9Zc_5cDgHzPi6rUXtP0BbtyeX907ZPjStSSxaGFSpfkAjYjY4nUaqZTYyQnyz-obyI7ZAwTjouCk/s1600/HPIM0687.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550033398980047650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHhYeHIYI-M3mI52548OPsjCM6QplUkg4woFMl0921GQM4kyGKMoCGIfgy1wGL1xM9Zc_5cDgHzPi6rUXtP0BbtyeX907ZPjStSSxaGFSpfkAjYjY4nUaqZTYyQnyz-obyI7ZAwTjouCk/s400/HPIM0687.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a>Hanging out.</p><p align="center"><br /> </p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOVkhiSxtgJ5g5fYnjnZ1O42fPMZBKPBVnZTa0ER11HAC5o99XXwzqERV78KMDbnJkW6kJHKlbrqhfOWCiOqUkcW5aqstuYx7hIEcnNNeL72n6spV1lnY9a-0YhURgulS9hluA4lybsHQ/s1600/HPIM0688.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550033393540894162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOVkhiSxtgJ5g5fYnjnZ1O42fPMZBKPBVnZTa0ER11HAC5o99XXwzqERV78KMDbnJkW6kJHKlbrqhfOWCiOqUkcW5aqstuYx7hIEcnNNeL72n6spV1lnY9a-0YhURgulS9hluA4lybsHQ/s400/HPIM0688.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a>Batman with Jackson's fish.</p><p align="center"><br /> </p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm1zUw-TKc3E0m5y2DF-PU-KkDKAw8F9OeVNI0HJ6YaJPocGJxIEhbN_ue47FY_DQMKwZ6JL7jp9CwBYeAVcHLjnSC8UeUtxe0e8Y5b5KEcQQiIYvmZRdEJC3TTgUnvsul8BZ30T4md9k/s1600/HPIM0690.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550033389753075538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm1zUw-TKc3E0m5y2DF-PU-KkDKAw8F9OeVNI0HJ6YaJPocGJxIEhbN_ue47FY_DQMKwZ6JL7jp9CwBYeAVcHLjnSC8UeUtxe0e8Y5b5KEcQQiIYvmZRdEJC3TTgUnvsul8BZ30T4md9k/s400/HPIM0690.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a>Saying goodbye.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-90881695877216881332010-12-10T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-10T08:00:07.431-08:00Five Favorites For FridayOkay, so it turns out that all my five things this week are related to Christmas. Go figure.<br /><br /><strong>1. Kitty & Canine Holiday Blogger Gift Exchange</strong><br />Joe and Ava signed up for this a few weeks ago, and they got paired with two sweet dogs in Indianapolis, Indiana! They sent their matches their gifts a couple days ago, and look forward to seeing what comes in the mail in the next week or so.<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvVHd_p2kpO0p2Stk1I1XVZZFr3TdPUbiXnEioykGamOeLuazw-FA3e-69yr837ezNVQx-kKXW9ATS5pB8RRqEjiD6Q7RQtD_vkmphEf48gXKn-e7GQZZEMYnjZi1F44-63G8mS3T65ww/s1600/K%2526CGift_Exchange.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548410498931433170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvVHd_p2kpO0p2Stk1I1XVZZFr3TdPUbiXnEioykGamOeLuazw-FA3e-69yr837ezNVQx-kKXW9ATS5pB8RRqEjiD6Q7RQtD_vkmphEf48gXKn-e7GQZZEMYnjZi1F44-63G8mS3T65ww/s400/K%2526CGift_Exchange.jpg" /></a><strong> 2. Snowflake Lane</strong><br />You read about my first trip to Snowflake Lane with my parents. Joe and I plan to go a couple more times before it ends. It's just so much fun and such good energy. Everyone is so happy and singing along with the Christmas songs... and it's so fun watching the kids, who are just in awe of everything. We love it! </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcDaNTtGCdETJTGNb2gQIAfcYbwovMzadFJuEhzb94GZnFocOXpx0c4tYvqX8piuCFe_fgghi9P2Ort7zQ_Gmez5X1rKo5I7DQqGJMYYmXgnbb2QAlZz06ZsI-sFb-eZicDHBbSxsTZRo/s1600/Snowflake_Lane.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548410486045302530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcDaNTtGCdETJTGNb2gQIAfcYbwovMzadFJuEhzb94GZnFocOXpx0c4tYvqX8piuCFe_fgghi9P2Ort7zQ_Gmez5X1rKo5I7DQqGJMYYmXgnbb2QAlZz06ZsI-sFb-eZicDHBbSxsTZRo/s400/Snowflake_Lane.jpg" /></a><br /><strong>3. Christmas Tree on Top of the Space Needle</strong><br />They put it up the day after Thanksgiving and it looks so cool. Every night when I drive home in the dark, it lights up the city skyline as I drive past and always makes me smile.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3_TJLv09WLfghlXzIgZYR-c3LhqVHewEKiTT4xSB5yH21ejZbIbjf20qZiVlPwiGyo1fv9-H9RJOWRHyCKfO0Z25h4FU_7I7U81-QclPJHdF48chl4IF-Q2fQkN9GxE9S_K1GYrUU-WU/s1600/space-needle-seattle-xmas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548410480727410562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3_TJLv09WLfghlXzIgZYR-c3LhqVHewEKiTT4xSB5yH21ejZbIbjf20qZiVlPwiGyo1fv9-H9RJOWRHyCKfO0Z25h4FU_7I7U81-QclPJHdF48chl4IF-Q2fQkN9GxE9S_K1GYrUU-WU/s400/space-needle-seattle-xmas.jpg" /></a><br /></p><strong>4. Traditional Christmas Songs</strong><br /><div align="left">I have the "All I Want For Christmas is You" station set up on Pandora and I love listening to all the songs and thinking how 99% of people in the world know the lyrics to them. They are classic and just make Christmas. My favorites are It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas, White Christmas, Winter Wonderland, Sleigh Ride.... okay, I love them all!</div><div align="center"><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yXQViqx6GMY?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yXQViqx6GMY?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /></div><div align="left"><strong></strong></div><div align="left"><strong></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><br />5. Unconventional Christmas Songs</strong></div><div align="left">You know, like Adam Sandler's "Hanukkah", The Waitresses' "Christmas Wrapping", and "Grandma Got Run Over by a Raindeer". I always find myself cranking the volume and signing at the top of my lungs when these come on. Below is a new one I just discovered by Simple Plan called "Christmas List."</div><div align="center"><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KaLJvz1ew7Y?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KaLJvz1ew7Y?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br />Here are some the lyrics, because I think they are hilarious:</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><br />"Santa is coming tonight and I want a car, and I want a life, and I want a first class trip to Hawaii. I want a lifetime supply of skittles & slurpees and Eskimo pies. I want a DVD, a big screen TV."<br />"I want a girl in my bed who knows what to do, and a PlayStation 2. I want a shopping spree in New York City!"<br /><br />haha, too funny.<br /><br />What are your favorite things this week?Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-65836164949964958802010-12-08T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-08T08:00:14.003-08:00Ava Loves Her DadJoe always complains because he says Ava loves me more than she loves him. While I know she is a momma's girl, I also know that she absolutely adores her dad. And it's moments like this that prove my point:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUbe_YUvoe83Vyuqa5V00W7iuiAAL4YawbCOreNpkGYjFONdNIWonFWabo05t_LqezQTcOISw9ZkUZ8i3uOnIsqS3waw20cjL6k5Bk1lyvcfeZYH4HJd0FwH6YQVUjbeQipGcnExhsPU/s1600/joenava.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545045010315196930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUbe_YUvoe83Vyuqa5V00W7iuiAAL4YawbCOreNpkGYjFONdNIWonFWabo05t_LqezQTcOISw9ZkUZ8i3uOnIsqS3waw20cjL6k5Bk1lyvcfeZYH4HJd0FwH6YQVUjbeQipGcnExhsPU/s400/joenava.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-39981369720897462012010-12-07T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-07T08:00:02.275-08:00Christmas Morning with Mom and Dad<div>On Sunday, we had Christmas morning with my parents. See, we are spending Christmas with Joe's family this year, so my parents decided to come up early to celebrate. And since my dad is leaving on a ten-week trip to California and Texas on Friday, this weekend was the chosen weekend. We pretended it was really Christmas - wishing each other Merry Christmas and opening presents. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>First, the dogs got to open their presents. Since we have had the dogs, they have received presents. But until this year, they had never actually had any interest in opening them themselves. But Jackson was totally into it this year!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgatH2ho6y7jeQriKX0_KOp649SS2hI_88vd4fw7mjhDvIk2K3hs6CHA-xUil4UDeKP31SYYnSDERtJSuGvyxPL00vPn4cabw6uzc24inuUV6Np-B1VLJqjTLIEE-2YWi7bkovL2os7Zeg/s1600/DSC02542.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgatH2ho6y7jeQriKX0_KOp649SS2hI_88vd4fw7mjhDvIk2K3hs6CHA-xUil4UDeKP31SYYnSDERtJSuGvyxPL00vPn4cabw6uzc24inuUV6Np-B1VLJqjTLIEE-2YWi7bkovL2os7Zeg/s400/DSC02542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547387664121289426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I think he thought he might be doing something wrong.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3eCOg0JT5eXQ7dnvrOPaQmDWUfvoXijBwvvJMNf8OEUDv3h-VC5SDlHCtsQn59r9xPRU01J80XOdmAYkbRFyluSLam5Qp2OxJlCBWdQGuoQqsWMnghcIHEN410QEg0GIBGF86XQ7P3g/s1600/DSC02544.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3eCOg0JT5eXQ7dnvrOPaQmDWUfvoXijBwvvJMNf8OEUDv3h-VC5SDlHCtsQn59r9xPRU01J80XOdmAYkbRFyluSLam5Qp2OxJlCBWdQGuoQqsWMnghcIHEN410QEg0GIBGF86XQ7P3g/s400/DSC02544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547387659356342546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ava required her servants to open hers. (Jackson ended up serving her, lol)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Then it was our time to open our presents. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG5L53sHdzUymwbl01r8rM4THqnvvwlEu_ov5NwUuA9WFrvmTQc72Jj37JzvZmXWeC_WicoNdejNYbbV6UGqMFOFOuQj2Kw9zsNoxNp42DbSSjL8CRp5WSVBAQ4HqXaFul9VclKXKHCW4/s1600/DSC02548.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG5L53sHdzUymwbl01r8rM4THqnvvwlEu_ov5NwUuA9WFrvmTQc72Jj37JzvZmXWeC_WicoNdejNYbbV6UGqMFOFOuQj2Kw9zsNoxNp42DbSSjL8CRp5WSVBAQ4HqXaFul9VclKXKHCW4/s400/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547387651669654546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Mom made me some amazing granola.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib7K9IPQENbGqpMGzeBNBmP7dtEzuDX_07SxqNLxj49d7Mk26RKSLLHdRjuSV9wG_G784ADxw_Zcvji4y1FfsWst5Y6a8Emo7ms_cvkzmB-O7vhnaN7W9IZLVeUcx_GUnK-hRmVNPgnwk/s1600/DSC02549.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib7K9IPQENbGqpMGzeBNBmP7dtEzuDX_07SxqNLxj49d7Mk26RKSLLHdRjuSV9wG_G784ADxw_Zcvji4y1FfsWst5Y6a8Emo7ms_cvkzmB-O7vhnaN7W9IZLVeUcx_GUnK-hRmVNPgnwk/s400/DSC02549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547387648939787778" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jackson actually even helped my mom open her gift of two DVDs. :) (Yes, that is my mom's gift he has in his mouth. My mom thought it was soooo cute.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAl-eKXqx2hADWRKBbrfPADcsxrvJv59RdVp2zFg2N-NCG0-cuGDdsjGYNiduxmyfyWOEOC5rgfQMJVWQU9YdpYCPz_kaEw-uKTbp_1y7ETd6hicdq9GmGvZotJuq24Ua7Gli3iQZCBAE/s1600/DSC02551.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAl-eKXqx2hADWRKBbrfPADcsxrvJv59RdVp2zFg2N-NCG0-cuGDdsjGYNiduxmyfyWOEOC5rgfQMJVWQU9YdpYCPz_kaEw-uKTbp_1y7ETd6hicdq9GmGvZotJuq24Ua7Gli3iQZCBAE/s400/DSC02551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547387639520179874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And he helped Joe open his gift of an ipod dock.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqOCNdb9eNG2NCX4f1-jH44w3_hTIOK0U3OTi7Cud2nxErURv7GPdr-nPUjCUQrn8xA9o7T324KYMdqq2mbzJhe-hI1inqCOTPpj1hQz3di7h3wF8IP33lWpQZWOFOv9w7cwke5t6Wy_0/s1600/DSC02552.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqOCNdb9eNG2NCX4f1-jH44w3_hTIOK0U3OTi7Cud2nxErURv7GPdr-nPUjCUQrn8xA9o7T324KYMdqq2mbzJhe-hI1inqCOTPpj1hQz3di7h3wF8IP33lWpQZWOFOv9w7cwke5t6Wy_0/s400/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547386817043422434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I received a handsfree device for my phone. (I guess my mom got annoyed with me calling her all the time on the road, when it's illegal to do so.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">One of our gifts for my parents was tickets to the Gold Glass Cinemas in Redmond. And we headed there right away to watch the movie "The Next Three Days". (P.S. Super stressful movie. Seriously. But good.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizMC9TPG-ntA-KIMTnZwDuHizT-RRMfoa7_9vSni0Urm9CJudo9HTUluf7OqcCjNvKGG6GVrW2GOeSztl_-8tg_r9Sc23A1LBlWNa3s4GO4lNVNosP3WMgt0aNEXuL61yGbkjy2WmHW7M/s1600/DSC02554.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizMC9TPG-ntA-KIMTnZwDuHizT-RRMfoa7_9vSni0Urm9CJudo9HTUluf7OqcCjNvKGG6GVrW2GOeSztl_-8tg_r9Sc23A1LBlWNa3s4GO4lNVNosP3WMgt0aNEXuL61yGbkjy2WmHW7M/s400/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547386814060744642" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">At the theater hanging out in the lobby.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiWWXpFbOn-0yDp7oq_O1liOruNr1Xq7Tg1ASm7dHdSvI9hKLlBEzGFWeBqPupE3JMId4bDLw3OWL43J_wrFIr9x4-k7MQxyC1iEfysklCkNmjgbrxYfNWl53gryGMAbwh3Y7zW4RY-PM/s1600/DSC02560.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiWWXpFbOn-0yDp7oq_O1liOruNr1Xq7Tg1ASm7dHdSvI9hKLlBEzGFWeBqPupE3JMId4bDLw3OWL43J_wrFIr9x4-k7MQxyC1iEfysklCkNmjgbrxYfNWl53gryGMAbwh3Y7zW4RY-PM/s400/DSC02560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547386806584014258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Perusing the menu...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEHrBQGK8OT3SX8xvyXNox2oRQ271cRxYdwxIAY6NrtQ9ZMbjh6E569VJbQNEoHLg-nH1pPcQBIBWFhh1JUSRTsJ5h35T6VL_FDlPAp508BqrxSyCuhDNvyRD-qiTO3hG86pKzft-26iw/s1600/DSC02562.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEHrBQGK8OT3SX8xvyXNox2oRQ271cRxYdwxIAY6NrtQ9ZMbjh6E569VJbQNEoHLg-nH1pPcQBIBWFhh1JUSRTsJ5h35T6VL_FDlPAp508BqrxSyCuhDNvyRD-qiTO3hG86pKzft-26iw/s400/DSC02562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547386795307948610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Kicked back, waiting for the movie to start.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qX7PdQwXiUHH6halOdI5p63TbZLzpSQopg1pWb-Wy6veh-B5BGuKdwSQUS-4orDq4iCIQwm1TJDWXlIuO2JfuSE-0SsPRv40sX_D7Jl1zYgFzkKaor6w3gGiSCiKIbwFvrmqgfNoVpo/s1600/DSC02563.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qX7PdQwXiUHH6halOdI5p63TbZLzpSQopg1pWb-Wy6veh-B5BGuKdwSQUS-4orDq4iCIQwm1TJDWXlIuO2JfuSE-0SsPRv40sX_D7Jl1zYgFzkKaor6w3gGiSCiKIbwFvrmqgfNoVpo/s400/DSC02563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547386790056505922" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Best. Theater. Ever.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My mom had to leave shortly after the movie ended, but it really was a great 'Christmas' morning. My dad, Joe and I all headed back home to relax. My dad left Monday morning.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-51128841567416274352010-12-06T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-06T08:00:09.962-08:00Christmas in the Country and Snowflake Lane<div>On Saturday, Joe had to go to work, so I had the whole day to spend with my parents. First, we took the dogs for a walk.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCBPIR8kpehlRGu5gtiftPYALkpQ4WtAvMvxjAG10faAfwwx3q_yNAu0scidxCLFef89TuNb2kfsz1iUh0jRYMdLR2lXfEmN5gWp6t0p8k1wpbTF1nbQt4IxbFur1QxIO9Y8BaJqDyrXM/s1600/DSC02517.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCBPIR8kpehlRGu5gtiftPYALkpQ4WtAvMvxjAG10faAfwwx3q_yNAu0scidxCLFef89TuNb2kfsz1iUh0jRYMdLR2lXfEmN5gWp6t0p8k1wpbTF1nbQt4IxbFur1QxIO9Y8BaJqDyrXM/s400/DSC02517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547384153447395938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">There was frost on the ground, so Ava had to wear her pajamas. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Then, we took the ferry to Bainbridge Island for 'Christmas in the Country'. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmBojekh9toynPVyPlAW9a-AUPJfJbcd-DKMGmgJ9qOUMe6P8jTy-58SjLTWuqcfYwaHyxIU2-3inTEvTKRmX4p1oC8l7M628A9nSxlaHLDJ75xPO0niTegmIKQAnf8c-V9QXnsVtljek/s1600/DSC02520.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmBojekh9toynPVyPlAW9a-AUPJfJbcd-DKMGmgJ9qOUMe6P8jTy-58SjLTWuqcfYwaHyxIU2-3inTEvTKRmX4p1oC8l7M628A9nSxlaHLDJ75xPO0niTegmIKQAnf8c-V9QXnsVtljek/s400/DSC02520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547384151396576258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">On the ferry with my dad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Basically, there are a bunch of shops that you can travel to around the island who show off their wares. We know one of the shops (owned by my uncle's brother) and we hit a few more while we were there. We bought some wine, jelly and homemade dips. It was pretty fun.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAXtH8lY-I1kvO1b_pmLVLxzNVs0NmlEEWE5wHdAKvBpEioZr6o9VD0ehybE9YQn0VLsCA_8X8fIqB9eMMwQY8SlPzoAzjtAS06_eBeEUK1BPlkVMerN3aokY2EFSNfjAvTigJpC8oS4M/s1600/DSC02521.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAXtH8lY-I1kvO1b_pmLVLxzNVs0NmlEEWE5wHdAKvBpEioZr6o9VD0ehybE9YQn0VLsCA_8X8fIqB9eMMwQY8SlPzoAzjtAS06_eBeEUK1BPlkVMerN3aokY2EFSNfjAvTigJpC8oS4M/s400/DSC02521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547384140749302882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">At a winery.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVQA4iB_bhPAfEUWcfE284Cvc_i_Sqoh5lM5BsgwYPbDTQGh-sz6PRtc13UX3f2ahqWmXTvDumyPW_v1T0Mv1NyPwKGTwMGFoazglXJr0jyKCvp2hYhtXpkwvuVJAFgtEUjDxHfG_fz4/s1600/DSC02522.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVQA4iB_bhPAfEUWcfE284Cvc_i_Sqoh5lM5BsgwYPbDTQGh-sz6PRtc13UX3f2ahqWmXTvDumyPW_v1T0Mv1NyPwKGTwMGFoazglXJr0jyKCvp2hYhtXpkwvuVJAFgtEUjDxHfG_fz4/s400/DSC02522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547384140350316402" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My mom buying wine.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje66s1xZF8NJ_Zdg9iZ_L9bspkGNhyphenhyphendsFHurlQOzMSvYBl2ZRIa4rvq-BP8YB7fIE9f4yMS81RbaVIWsUE3WS0Oy4SWWVUufu5QkDrEClObZGAsKkp76i7hWar4qPcDuwxxGkREAc_Sho/s1600/DSC02523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje66s1xZF8NJ_Zdg9iZ_L9bspkGNhyphenhyphendsFHurlQOzMSvYBl2ZRIa4rvq-BP8YB7fIE9f4yMS81RbaVIWsUE3WS0Oy4SWWVUufu5QkDrEClObZGAsKkp76i7hWar4qPcDuwxxGkREAc_Sho/s400/DSC02523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547384131020885010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">An outdoor fireplace at one of the shops.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6OY1c3gNfmC35O-lEHavapyJIUynPJMjdvBnVWqzR2WzHtQr8ly82FzvmyaTtQ5JtS3xTTS7QHlJ5UogTfntq6a6TxdXcIlxmmFQ5yYu5XF2OjI-ABBIO5jBYhE8kRuxC8wdIej8A0Wo/s1600/DSC02524.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6OY1c3gNfmC35O-lEHavapyJIUynPJMjdvBnVWqzR2WzHtQr8ly82FzvmyaTtQ5JtS3xTTS7QHlJ5UogTfntq6a6TxdXcIlxmmFQ5yYu5XF2OjI-ABBIO5jBYhE8kRuxC8wdIej8A0Wo/s400/DSC02524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547383260494205890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Inside one of the shops.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">When we got back from Bainbridge Island, we picked up Joe and headed to downtown Bellevue for dinner and Snowflake Lane. We got there a little late, so Joe got us a table at ZTejas while my parents and me watched Snowflake Lane.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">(FYI, Snowflake Lane is a nightly performance in downtown Bellevue where a band plays Christmas music, there is a light show, and fake snow falls from the sky. It's awesome.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6wvoM0PH7xb1iJqcrjbQItwZz62vUAYLarqaDJogjgs6JZCiIrESrv7ItUjLekrmHHcA59xucL8uEPlewCwyW9VSOUKSdPOnTYWU9HOkIotAcHMhfys26OaaljJeHwyi43w1zokK6EWU/s1600/DSC02525.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6wvoM0PH7xb1iJqcrjbQItwZz62vUAYLarqaDJogjgs6JZCiIrESrv7ItUjLekrmHHcA59xucL8uEPlewCwyW9VSOUKSdPOnTYWU9HOkIotAcHMhfys26OaaljJeHwyi43w1zokK6EWU/s400/DSC02525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547383251668686434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My mom and dad in the middle of the crowd.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNEgiLD8DlKZj3eIzTsG-YqUDmfCddrQTwtxb60caD2alGztu7aY0kbSArt3ECM15jjaVZGB2MhfncT94GO3wG6weeVa7Mr58m9XxYMjmYhTe2t8XQL_xfR_vmisnIa1HUQ-n4WKm6WKg/s1600/DSC02535.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNEgiLD8DlKZj3eIzTsG-YqUDmfCddrQTwtxb60caD2alGztu7aY0kbSArt3ECM15jjaVZGB2MhfncT94GO3wG6weeVa7Mr58m9XxYMjmYhTe2t8XQL_xfR_vmisnIa1HUQ-n4WKm6WKg/s400/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547383242652293922" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A drummer on stilts.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicB6lYisBMvP6-POMRbNI_utBpnye-jFWDPDij_yPCjVotY7vryd_nIFxsfvlWtkO7BdAbOmRB204j06XonzYJzotcO6dAJJ5LxH_BaAQhzSPJMoehKm1pMO6g7PR7-YdyHq4WBLRdFNQ/s1600/DSC02537.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicB6lYisBMvP6-POMRbNI_utBpnye-jFWDPDij_yPCjVotY7vryd_nIFxsfvlWtkO7BdAbOmRB204j06XonzYJzotcO6dAJJ5LxH_BaAQhzSPJMoehKm1pMO6g7PR7-YdyHq4WBLRdFNQ/s400/DSC02537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547383233008157330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me in the middle of the crowd.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj21d-HBKyzB30GjrdtdF-_NO4Bz8sL_qri3-XMEfOgig5kPkGd0_3QWDys0eWq_HGt4YG5lftUgTvWYwThAGaNj_12nRBt30gAVxxh2WNfftj_ju61Lm8dzzTOovka9A1MoRhTJD1QSoI/s1600/DSC02539.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj21d-HBKyzB30GjrdtdF-_NO4Bz8sL_qri3-XMEfOgig5kPkGd0_3QWDys0eWq_HGt4YG5lftUgTvWYwThAGaNj_12nRBt30gAVxxh2WNfftj_ju61Lm8dzzTOovka9A1MoRhTJD1QSoI/s400/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547383224026061266" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Then, finally at dinner at ZTejas.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It was a very busy but very fun day. When we got back home I totally crashed. I was exhausted!</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-37448221542208283382010-12-05T08:00:00.001-08:002010-12-05T08:00:02.653-08:00The One Where I Dedicate an Entire Post to a TV<div>My parents drove up on Friday for our Christmas weekend, since we will be going to Joe's family for actual Christmas this year. And they brought with them the big-ass TV that Joe bought on Black Friday. Joe was a happy man.</div><div><br /></div><div>We set it up as soon as Joe got off work Friday night.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSUbu7TaRmQMSTYz04tG_CmYjjvS2mbnbG3Z9LHwmHsSfUsQ7V-zG0pPZxQE0AKjxeeJb8q4MmVUCgvRfusAAU9zTCn1XJtdj-ntj2eCRPDBLwlKvWG_zkbXJNoFBtQJJrnN8bP5L4NH4/s1600/HPIM0673.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSUbu7TaRmQMSTYz04tG_CmYjjvS2mbnbG3Z9LHwmHsSfUsQ7V-zG0pPZxQE0AKjxeeJb8q4MmVUCgvRfusAAU9zTCn1XJtdj-ntj2eCRPDBLwlKvWG_zkbXJNoFBtQJJrnN8bP5L4NH4/s400/HPIM0673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546899567956897938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU2wQFp6E1iMjtwD2uL3qa6Y4lDz2CSChT550RPMvX5ECdMF_BDoG8SnnW0wu_qb7a3NU4TBMPm7ZBwEC0vJPW3ZXDHoftwjsO0mE59L12AFikGQrDD7ORZ9lwPklELTbg0nIqE6CKY2U/s1600/HPIM0674.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-Mva0iuXgaAb4Cv_q6E89TITrOoCtBu9o9R8ZEuIOXRda6EwWU6iq7aq7s6VAtE0kxrKdBW-8tTcbwfHZ7UZbG3pEAWvG5oX22hfNCJ-nDs5WDvr9xczStMUQBd-bKOz9FoYWIR-UYQ/s400/HPIM0680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546898985095191842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4du8iO6cltn5IFsjow_vREGtbDs1SaMVXw92HCBPzz_0go5qzoFCrdDieCTgOK1JWN6j-XDYKc4L_-mjhIixYisy56CBu6b4RdXGa48CYwfqupt5JYipXzVeZ04BKlWk0-Cblpc8DX50/s1600/HPIM0681.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4du8iO6cltn5IFsjow_vREGtbDs1SaMVXw92HCBPzz_0go5qzoFCrdDieCTgOK1JWN6j-XDYKc4L_-mjhIixYisy56CBu6b4RdXGa48CYwfqupt5JYipXzVeZ04BKlWk0-Cblpc8DX50/s400/HPIM0681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546898973778906178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxS5j9HZ3DwHeFI5K6NoXUNbg3bHAD-TMRtnwTdxzEjx0sbxvDUJLPfRVMrSS0Tb3u3EUy6peuzM8vQNVkqbseXkO7WQJHtyq-6iFerXSYLefmST891RVTmHmR-CU6FA7O7j2mmyxmQeI/s1600/HPIM0682.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxS5j9HZ3DwHeFI5K6NoXUNbg3bHAD-TMRtnwTdxzEjx0sbxvDUJLPfRVMrSS0Tb3u3EUy6peuzM8vQNVkqbseXkO7WQJHtyq-6iFerXSYLefmST891RVTmHmR-CU6FA7O7j2mmyxmQeI/s400/HPIM0682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546898964479242338" /></a><br /><div>It's a beautiful thing, isn't it? We don't have cable still, but we did set up the DVD player and watched The Hangover that night. It's a big TV, for sure, but it's not as obnoxiously big as I thought it would be in our tiny apartment.</div><div><br /></div><div>AND I set up the Wii, so I can play Tennis and Bowling with a practically lifesize avatar. haha.</div><div><br /></div><div>Definitely a worthwhile purchase, don't you think?</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-34795070282182000572010-12-04T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-04T08:00:02.821-08:00SNOvemberI have no idea how December will shape up, but boy, was November cold and snowy! There was a snow storm in Seattle that led to the scariest and most trecherous commute home ever. Then a snow day home with the dogs. Then a snowy drive to Wenatchee for Thanksgiving and an even snowier and colder drive back home.<br /><br />While a lot of it was a little scary, we all ended up safe and warm, so really, looking back I can say it was all pretty exciting too!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTDOiX7siNpIH-Ps7lbAuI-ugW5iY-SPOuHNchpBXR6bcoY5ezPB8-YPYRsBgfIxSj5tG_lAh6dICaLWRamS5i7PTUjC8dL46N1KiNO4cQDhBBkd3IVe0ICf2PmAhWBxBRbFzsrTeSVgk/s1600/HPIM0654.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545950976478443586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTDOiX7siNpIH-Ps7lbAuI-ugW5iY-SPOuHNchpBXR6bcoY5ezPB8-YPYRsBgfIxSj5tG_lAh6dICaLWRamS5i7PTUjC8dL46N1KiNO4cQDhBBkd3IVe0ICf2PmAhWBxBRbFzsrTeSVgk/s400/HPIM0654.JPG" /></a> Snowy walk with Jack.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisVsRW0fw7sHCuqBa05FQbMLvCOOooq03D2ZFGizoqkJYQJsxwGFBA5pce0TqpzHs9inbrR2feOb74MhIOFE5tY7gUHaGVb2nYsydGkc2MksvYsQhELyGqu80pIZq69Gqr9rtyZYfOJNg/s1600/HPIM0657.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545950459355048786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisVsRW0fw7sHCuqBa05FQbMLvCOOooq03D2ZFGizoqkJYQJsxwGFBA5pce0TqpzHs9inbrR2feOb74MhIOFE5tY7gUHaGVb2nYsydGkc2MksvYsQhELyGqu80pIZq69Gqr9rtyZYfOJNg/s400/HPIM0657.JPG" /></a> It was very cold, but you wouldn't know it by Jack's reaction. He couldn't have loved it more and refused to take time away from his SNOploration to look at the camera.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxpZk1MC_tg_bxuC3vjaanQZ65XxjbZLV8Npnlk3y23QxPauyJF6kYayoMOXG6YdrB64jy_Ev9h7a9Or-6r0eXpoNpq5QWz2Eg3dLBDKjdbXwBehCKDl7KOQCJmMry7w-V8gTIroUNyU/s1600/HPIM0659.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545950167669170962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxpZk1MC_tg_bxuC3vjaanQZ65XxjbZLV8Npnlk3y23QxPauyJF6kYayoMOXG6YdrB64jy_Ev9h7a9Or-6r0eXpoNpq5QWz2Eg3dLBDKjdbXwBehCKDl7KOQCJmMry7w-V8gTIroUNyU/s400/HPIM0659.JPG" /></a> Snowy roads.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8J9_-24tiRAzd6F2r0TAcBSz7E1HUiq-DDrWkSEHLfvLQliYU0c7tXExNaMNF2z0fhbAlNdImO4avrtF27jWKGy0TxcWb8ZyVCSacIaQXM-k6ahWgX77J8OtXCKeL9EnTkVE30LP0mNw/s1600/HPIM0662.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545949959018922786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8J9_-24tiRAzd6F2r0TAcBSz7E1HUiq-DDrWkSEHLfvLQliYU0c7tXExNaMNF2z0fhbAlNdImO4avrtF27jWKGy0TxcWb8ZyVCSacIaQXM-k6ahWgX77J8OtXCKeL9EnTkVE30LP0mNw/s400/HPIM0662.JPG" /></a> Ice waterfalls on the way to Wenatchee - I have always loved these!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGltUtgL1cJZllm6sA3wu2PbZhCtJherIql9AoV9o5LRhI72P7TN-v-KNKNWMaqiChn3QCVzOBdufe67wcTUdk72t_zHyTEMhDBrRTwlSj9CO0tnJnD4sett3OUoc2CKynw4DcI1xPnnk/s1600/HPIM0663.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545949720841751778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGltUtgL1cJZllm6sA3wu2PbZhCtJherIql9AoV9o5LRhI72P7TN-v-KNKNWMaqiChn3QCVzOBdufe67wcTUdk72t_zHyTEMhDBrRTwlSj9CO0tnJnD4sett3OUoc2CKynw4DcI1xPnnk/s400/HPIM0663.JPG" /></a> More ice waterfalls - ice falls?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfniFYsvKLCnvIecL4GQ0b4QxAd-TzT02sXD1DwmY5Lkd16c_Wa8HJ8xvwjP3587iO6bSGjHGe0P2WoZBuRtiqhyNEkoQyLyfVIapdQKtc00fOhHziHFF5JPp8LhTJ4XnpfkltilHVgo/s1600/HPIM0665.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545949535027266098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfniFYsvKLCnvIecL4GQ0b4QxAd-TzT02sXD1DwmY5Lkd16c_Wa8HJ8xvwjP3587iO6bSGjHGe0P2WoZBuRtiqhyNEkoQyLyfVIapdQKtc00fOhHziHFF5JPp8LhTJ4XnpfkltilHVgo/s400/HPIM0665.JPG" /></a> Beautiful snow covered woods at the top of the pass.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-50881109000068351742010-12-03T10:00:00.000-08:002010-12-03T10:00:04.074-08:00Five Favorites for FridayI've decided to start a little weekly blog thing called "Five Favorites for Friday". Every Friday I'll post five of my favorite things. I figure it'll be a good way for you all to get to know me a little better. Let's see if I can remember to actually do this every Friday! (Get-to-know-Heather Fact #1 - I'm forgetful.)<br /><br />1. <strong>The Starbucks Red Cup</strong><br />I don't know what I love more - Starbucks coffee or the red cup it comes in this time of year. I get very excited for Christmas and the red cup is just one of the many things that reminds me that the holidays are upon us. It just makes me happy. I also love the fact that Starbucks brings out their peppermint flavoring this time of year. A peppermint soy latte just tastes like Christmas.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEickyxHFMlEmG3j4zrPvpcVdy-1bQFlxCTVUEekRFF1I061LX6vqeqg3Y0Rl6iYlFVyZaRspsRVjOzesbgFJAjicOjJobOd5Ft9tgfGvKf1I5eJljZ9A8S88fbu1ryl-DuLkWKSVZJmv0k/s1600/SbuxRed.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546509825977276642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEickyxHFMlEmG3j4zrPvpcVdy-1bQFlxCTVUEekRFF1I061LX6vqeqg3Y0Rl6iYlFVyZaRspsRVjOzesbgFJAjicOjJobOd5Ft9tgfGvKf1I5eJljZ9A8S88fbu1ryl-DuLkWKSVZJmv0k/s400/SbuxRed.jpg" /></a><br />2. <strong>Sparkling Water</strong><br />I have always thought that sparkling water was for those uppity people that thought they were too good for regular water. I remember going to Europe for the first time and the waiters always asked if we wanted water 'with or without bubbles' and my family and I would laugh and request it without. But when I was on my honeymoon, I drank a lot one night and was sick of alcohol after that. I ordered sparkling water on a whim and loved it. I've been buying it ever since.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikJ9wdhwe62WMFkdoVxlWaiTx5ORW45vDv9AeKdr7698OWiTEEiyEjC30tFmQE0ZrBwxYNaSDlIGQr2zIsi9VGyp-Heb4AzO6iMmvsk7aeOwssD_feVg9IOm8VBtU-ob_Ya8_5ek68Z_w/s1600/pellegrino.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546509818848020578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikJ9wdhwe62WMFkdoVxlWaiTx5ORW45vDv9AeKdr7698OWiTEEiyEjC30tFmQE0ZrBwxYNaSDlIGQr2zIsi9VGyp-Heb4AzO6iMmvsk7aeOwssD_feVg9IOm8VBtU-ob_Ya8_5ek68Z_w/s400/pellegrino.jpg" /></a><br />3. <strong>Gold Class Cinemas at Redmond Town Center</strong><br />Joe and I discovered this gem one day when we were trying to find a place to take his nephew to see a movie. We weren't allowed in because it was for 21+ only. So we made a point to go back ourselves a couple weeks ago and oh.my.god it has changed the movie watching experience forever. You sit it huge comfy recliners and waiters serve you alcohol and real food. I honestly can't think of a better way to watch a movie, unless you actually had a theater in your own home.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsYdUull2Vd8RDxypjEtSavNjKz57uXw1aJJzCurl5AKSnnvPm-FVG4QG10VV3G8sKuBQIcKSQXbaCxuwQeRDw58qQ_1NhjvJOYSVJGtFR9wNkt4hFZU_isi-5URxE9mtmV9oxt01Fsv4/s1600/GoldClass.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546509809853989650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsYdUull2Vd8RDxypjEtSavNjKz57uXw1aJJzCurl5AKSnnvPm-FVG4QG10VV3G8sKuBQIcKSQXbaCxuwQeRDw58qQ_1NhjvJOYSVJGtFR9wNkt4hFZU_isi-5URxE9mtmV9oxt01Fsv4/s400/GoldClass.jpg" /></a><br />4. <strong>Christmas Lights</strong></div><div>I usually hate the fact that it gets dark so early in the Winter. But during the Christmas season, it's actually kind of cool because as I'm driving home in the dark I get to see all the beautiful lights on people's houses. They make the street glow and no matter what kind of day I've had, they always make me smile. I can't wait to get lights for our own deck!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNDXszsCNKvnR5S1mUSdlO6yRKrXgB2xf6Y9_-gQFlnDmJA-vp_wq43fGXUPmrrZ_d1e0YS3DGEHvWcrAoPT-7tiOFlVuyDaxpOWs-twhlQIPgO5wSPbyK8-Xxw5bqwEwKlZnvD7LhTQ/s1600/ChristmasLights.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546509805770576226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNDXszsCNKvnR5S1mUSdlO6yRKrXgB2xf6Y9_-gQFlnDmJA-vp_wq43fGXUPmrrZ_d1e0YS3DGEHvWcrAoPT-7tiOFlVuyDaxpOWs-twhlQIPgO5wSPbyK8-Xxw5bqwEwKlZnvD7LhTQ/s400/ChristmasLights.jpg" /></a><br />5. <strong>Wedding Photos</strong><br />I know, I promise to post some wedding photos soon. It's just that I'm being selfish and exploring them slowly and repeatedly on my own before picking the ones to share on here. But I will say that I absolutely adore the photos I received from our photographer. They turned out beautifully, even though she didn't have a whole lot to work with (we were forced to take most of our photos in the lobby of our hotel). I'm seriously so thankful to her, and for my cousin (a bridesmaid) for recommending her and getting her to give us a deal. :)</div><div> </div><div>What are your favorite things this week?<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-82921372655892180572010-12-02T08:00:00.000-08:002010-12-02T08:00:07.826-08:00Black Friday<div>Ahhh, Black Friday. Black Friday is actually one of the (less noble) things I am thankful for. To me it is a firm start to the Christmas season, and I'm on board with anything that has to do with Christmas, especially when it also has to do with shopping and spending money (two very fun things to do!).</div><br /><div> </div><div>I haven't always been a fan of Black Friday. I think it's only been the last few years, but now I'm crazy about it. Everyone in my family thinks it's the weirdest conundrum ever, since 364 days out of the year I am the girl who loves her sleep and won't get up early for anything. But on Black Friday I'm up and out the door before the sun comes up. </div><br /><div> </div><div>This year was the earliest I've ever gone. My alarm was set to 3:00 a.m. and Joe, my dad, and I were in line in the cold at Sears by 3:30! But we had a good reason. Joe wanted a T.V. And while I also wanted a T.V. I didn't want to spend the money for the 46"-er Joe had picked out. But on Black Friday, we could get that T.V. for $300 less, so there was our motivation.</div><br /><div> </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy2y0buhoDpy8-Hjhr_rQTO6SkNRwabksm6Ewxr8kQVtj0GEM6b-40Mw9M4fNg_wwQeUcOwJ4nJ87U8nAtlEeAKNWnjYTeCwPpogLQ9cC3Yh7Fsswr75rURLCOz2nwZeHKoiUxZ1JSjZo/s1600/HPIM0667.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy2y0buhoDpy8-Hjhr_rQTO6SkNRwabksm6Ewxr8kQVtj0GEM6b-40Mw9M4fNg_wwQeUcOwJ4nJ87U8nAtlEeAKNWnjYTeCwPpogLQ9cC3Yh7Fsswr75rURLCOz2nwZeHKoiUxZ1JSjZo/s400/HPIM0667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545935209281788114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhal2YaS2MwO6KCRVA5oqmnwDp5I-SfY-7w6v-fcS5dVbaxgD542EiUKFoCfEYBqZuTuxgIQuekZ_PfgU10FS20dgb8OeqyebjqDzlL4fBtr688uQmYYa9vX9YBBSJFrEuC9uWl_rZ7-9A/s1600/HPIM0668.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhal2YaS2MwO6KCRVA5oqmnwDp5I-SfY-7w6v-fcS5dVbaxgD542EiUKFoCfEYBqZuTuxgIQuekZ_PfgU10FS20dgb8OeqyebjqDzlL4fBtr688uQmYYa9vX9YBBSJFrEuC9uWl_rZ7-9A/s400/HPIM0668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545935203982210866" /></a><br />There were only four of the T.V.s we wanted in stock when we got to the register, and the woman in front of us in line as well as the man in back of us in line all wanted the same one. Somehow, we all walked away with one! Unfortunately, the huge box wouldn't fit in the car WITH the two dogs and while Joe was (almost seriously) thinking about leaving the dogs with my parents so we could take the T.V. home, we ended up leaving the T.V. with my parents instead. (They will be up this weekend for an early Christmas celebration, so we don't have to wait long.)<br /><br /><div> </div><div>Anyway, that was our big purchase, but we also went to Target, JC Penny, and Shopko for littler things we wanted/needed. It was definitely a successful trip!</div><br /><div> </div><div>Do you do Black Friday?</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-13166455143554783912010-12-01T18:00:00.000-08:002010-12-01T18:00:01.450-08:00Trip to the VetLast night Joe noticed a small red bump on Ava's eyelid. I started over analyzing it (surprise, surprise, I know) and did some heavy googling on red bumbs on dogs. I saw a lot of gross things and some cancer-related things, which definitely didn't help my anxiety. But then I saw some very similar bumbs that were diagnosed as stys, and they were no big deal. Joe then managed to talk me down off the ledge and I agreed to wait and see what it looked like in the morning.<br /><br />This morning her eye was completely swollen and the bump was bigger, with a red dot in the middle, which looked like exposed skin. That was that - she was going to the vet! Now, my problem was that my vet was an hour away in the area where I worked, and I technically wasn't supposed to bring Ava to work with me anymore because she wasn't vaccinated for kennel cough.<br /><br />I tried finding a vet close to where we live, but they opened at 9:00 a.m., the time I needed to be at work. My two choices - take Ava to the vet we had already been to, and bring her to work with me for the day, OR wait for two hours until the new vet opened, hope there was an early appointment available, and hope that the exam didn't take too long. Well, I know the exam would take forever because Ava has serious issues and vets need to know EVERYTHING before they diagnose anything (at least, good vets should). So, I decided on option A. I emailed my team and told them the situation then headed to work.<br /><br />I took her to the vet at 10:00 and wouldn't you know it - the swelling had disappeared. Seriously, it was like that one time we went to the ER for a swollen eye only to have the vet ask us which eye was supposed to be swollen. Embarrassing. But the bump was still there, so she definitely still needed to be seen.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGPd7Hj7QN4-iybIk5MQTgtvzGubRWwMpV97yhhV5kuYD4wrBZbRbwzyQKxZijob_MUW08q9RRAE9dOiKPsFOPibrvQ6kLg3n02LQTsaxD72bpuFIBSdGGATEyNcwFXMH01WCx__gNso/s1600/avaeye1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545850023556662946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGPd7Hj7QN4-iybIk5MQTgtvzGubRWwMpV97yhhV5kuYD4wrBZbRbwzyQKxZijob_MUW08q9RRAE9dOiKPsFOPibrvQ6kLg3n02LQTsaxD72bpuFIBSdGGATEyNcwFXMH01WCx__gNso/s400/avaeye1.jpg" /></a> I swear, it looks a lot worse in person than in this picture. The bump is on the top right corner of her eye.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="left">The vet was very sweet and even though Ava was so unhappy, I felt really good about the visit. The vet gave us ointment to be put on and in her eye twice a day and said it should clear up soon. Fingers and paws crossed!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br />She spent the rest of the day lounging on my desk at work, happy to be back with her mom.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-QsOcptdZB4ZISysTuABUDz8ncdpx-BZFxM71cI2HJJXJsCLqYDS_sbEA3ws0tfXj1KZpxAK47_sJxaE00qJ96sA7Hb6rYPJZ2G3GPANVXPx5IOUDlZZ5Jq_oEfn00T1dbCPX-y-VFQ/s1600/avaeye2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545850019010208562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-QsOcptdZB4ZISysTuABUDz8ncdpx-BZFxM71cI2HJJXJsCLqYDS_sbEA3ws0tfXj1KZpxAK47_sJxaE00qJ96sA7Hb6rYPJZ2G3GPANVXPx5IOUDlZZ5Jq_oEfn00T1dbCPX-y-VFQ/s400/avaeye2.jpg" /></a> </div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-27612391538830016332010-11-29T10:42:00.001-08:002010-11-30T11:53:52.481-08:00Thanksgiving Fun: Family EditionSo enough about the dogs, right? There are <em>people</em> in my family, too! :)<br /><br />It's been a while since I've spent a holiday with my whole family. When Joe and I moved to the East Coast, we promised we would fly home for major holidays. But finances prevented us from ever doing so. My parents flew out for Thanksgiving both years, but I didn't get to see the rest of the family (well, except via Skype).<br /><br />Also, with so many things going on with everyone in my family (other family obligations, work obligations, vacations, etc.) it's hard to nail everyone down for one big get-together. Actually, my aunt and uncle weren't supposed to be home for Thanksgiving this year, but due to weather conditions on the passes, they were 'forced' to stay home, which was great for all of us! (Unfortunately, my brother and sister-in-law and their kids weren't able to make the big party. Otherwise it would have been complete.)<br /><br />Thanksgiving was at my aunt Kathy's house, and I always love when holidays are hosted there, because that house used to be my grandma's house. And my grandmas always used to host every major holiday. With my grandma gone, it's nice to have a little bit of her with us (not that she isn't always with us, she definitely is) in her family home.<br /><br />Anyway, on to pictures!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtXFwFqvp4NE3LFK3w9F450PfyeCJ7NeMxgYJNtNAMvnLQeHpS-o6Db9PCBzBCEoZBJnF31Qo7ijzJyftRabdAnPK0y4Jz2H183onVeik7ZKFDAKzVgEeLxQ8GRWkLA336vvF3HWBcohw/s1600/DSC02461.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545044699165416306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtXFwFqvp4NE3LFK3w9F450PfyeCJ7NeMxgYJNtNAMvnLQeHpS-o6Db9PCBzBCEoZBJnF31Qo7ijzJyftRabdAnPK0y4Jz2H183onVeik7ZKFDAKzVgEeLxQ8GRWkLA336vvF3HWBcohw/s400/DSC02461.JPG" /></a> Joe and Me<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5rzIlbiyklCY-No2hiGu6064D6EH3lI-yjLFs4dAvXN5o1orEiQNwqC933xzYxTXzMmu5mEDIsOEu3QCgteB-sOWPQhS5XiwzWwVbjMfjd8SSb-9l_S1Dctol7GVyBFMFnDb8NCK3smQ/s1600/DSC02448.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545044691167310626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5rzIlbiyklCY-No2hiGu6064D6EH3lI-yjLFs4dAvXN5o1orEiQNwqC933xzYxTXzMmu5mEDIsOEu3QCgteB-sOWPQhS5XiwzWwVbjMfjd8SSb-9l_S1Dctol7GVyBFMFnDb8NCK3smQ/s400/DSC02448.JPG" /></a> The three sisters! My aunt Kathy, my mom, and my aunt Bonnie.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9oic0XdQxP8txhHTxwQFTGIeDtkRFHLd2ivNyDdmsvQt27F71mrYhtRIzrpAi1yrWuW_6KE_QbVbbVcoV1BnBrkY5sE_6G2DkwOAmcKVZNuq3jm3rgKvgtYjB967N-zm3Ht8pXMok04o/s1600/DSC02465.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545044411601878978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9oic0XdQxP8txhHTxwQFTGIeDtkRFHLd2ivNyDdmsvQt27F71mrYhtRIzrpAi1yrWuW_6KE_QbVbbVcoV1BnBrkY5sE_6G2DkwOAmcKVZNuq3jm3rgKvgtYjB967N-zm3Ht8pXMok04o/s400/DSC02465.JPG" /></a> The happy family! My cousin Christi, her boyfriend Brent, and their dog Bogey.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5033i1eFwBZ3R-9l7YyObS2A-Jd9tUNIio_41GebffaMGr2JhPwa1VnyCr4or7i1RXnOu9ED7E_h3jU6OKj5Yuwv2TogwPas_iPLlCKBv_u3oTL8dEe4AQzGw6L0PFt9uKy1lJohyTDo/s1600/DSC02466.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545044407261468146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5033i1eFwBZ3R-9l7YyObS2A-Jd9tUNIio_41GebffaMGr2JhPwa1VnyCr4or7i1RXnOu9ED7E_h3jU6OKj5Yuwv2TogwPas_iPLlCKBv_u3oTL8dEe4AQzGw6L0PFt9uKy1lJohyTDo/s400/DSC02466.JPG" /></a> Close friends of the family: Pete, Barb, and their daughter Emily.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIahNuVqknBy9uhJJ03G5sCXjfdXs1Jfj6NosPIl87a7OKfOakXpbS8FvSFWY2w01WxQjGbwntdxbnhBhGRomyYIzuT2Qvw3fZG0SDmrO7DvoDUALfvroO-ppHp7W4H5YsYqT7_vg2JU4/s1600/DSC02467.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545044398393110930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIahNuVqknBy9uhJJ03G5sCXjfdXs1Jfj6NosPIl87a7OKfOakXpbS8FvSFWY2w01WxQjGbwntdxbnhBhGRomyYIzuT2Qvw3fZG0SDmrO7DvoDUALfvroO-ppHp7W4H5YsYqT7_vg2JU4/s400/DSC02467.JPG" /></a> My aunt Bonnie and uncle Gary.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4m6RB6jHI5BHU57mrOFSmm4vhQGb591w6OEVOapmIqUEDnD8dfbf-B1DnMA6PgqpixRpjQUE2lRFmkCBttZ1INAYoLofxvxleMzC73Zk0e5NOWxF_t-QxOwm_DXPoD_LKVo7iYIVqjg/s1600/DSC02468.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545044394351620706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4m6RB6jHI5BHU57mrOFSmm4vhQGb591w6OEVOapmIqUEDnD8dfbf-B1DnMA6PgqpixRpjQUE2lRFmkCBttZ1INAYoLofxvxleMzC73Zk0e5NOWxF_t-QxOwm_DXPoD_LKVo7iYIVqjg/s400/DSC02468.JPG" /></a> My dad and me.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibtkDWubbbpICke_SWpgZGGbRIgeR4R1424pHnzltXKt1HyhzG3g9U93JzOyI6Zg0SOQBDFSXlErgg9Ai0zqQv_VU8a3M3Fupn2jwlCGSphYCeJ5aA5RAlCX-20e9DBFYxPtSx4LIwRYk/s1600/DSC02435.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545044391848935122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibtkDWubbbpICke_SWpgZGGbRIgeR4R1424pHnzltXKt1HyhzG3g9U93JzOyI6Zg0SOQBDFSXlErgg9Ai0zqQv_VU8a3M3Fupn2jwlCGSphYCeJ5aA5RAlCX-20e9DBFYxPtSx4LIwRYk/s400/DSC02435.JPG" /></a>The whole crew! Pretending to be in a 'Turkey Bowl'. (See, we're football players... I know, it's lame, but that is my family.)<br /><div align="left"> </div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-7305600731056899422010-11-29T10:12:00.000-08:002010-11-29T10:42:07.509-08:00Thanksgiving Fun: Dog EditionWe went to Wenatchee for Thanksgiving and yes, I literally have to divide my Thanksgiving post into two because I have so many pictures of the dogs. My cousin, Christi, recently got a new puppy and this was the first time Jackson and Ava were able to meet him. And he is cuuuuuute. I think Ava was jealous because she's always the cute one, but Bogey is frickin' adorable. And even smaller than Ava, so everyone finally could see how chunky Ava really is! He is a three-month-old Chiweenie (Chihuahua/Dachshund mix) and is tiny and full of spunk. He even got Ava to play a little bit, and we all know Ava doesn't play. :)<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCWuOpfoxnbv_hFZtVVuWOXJi7cBOqyhJYrpGqJgHqKO6xRpcBhg7qbfTVrpoXAmHmP0epXxpY9SQid0dMTFggNbmP8Q104s-S3GFzpxUMcschWByUce-h53MeJFC_7HkGsRXaGhfieI/s1600/DSC02418.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545039880880517426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCWuOpfoxnbv_hFZtVVuWOXJi7cBOqyhJYrpGqJgHqKO6xRpcBhg7qbfTVrpoXAmHmP0epXxpY9SQid0dMTFggNbmP8Q104s-S3GFzpxUMcschWByUce-h53MeJFC_7HkGsRXaGhfieI/s400/DSC02418.JPG" /></a> The moms with the pups. :)</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXVbJ2cruaDuVMCuQGsEGvU6UWt7FQTTWxWNd9NxJKTTe6ta5fTnC2zTQkBsgjDv93f_mdSIO_vPTnwpCBaHwskpL63CBZKX3LJ7FH5aC-HNxamSUb1tbKgtLqbrC-m-XUe2FAWqhkq8/s1600/DSC02419.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545039874026685042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXVbJ2cruaDuVMCuQGsEGvU6UWt7FQTTWxWNd9NxJKTTe6ta5fTnC2zTQkBsgjDv93f_mdSIO_vPTnwpCBaHwskpL63CBZKX3LJ7FH5aC-HNxamSUb1tbKgtLqbrC-m-XUe2FAWqhkq8/s400/DSC02419.JPG" /></a> Introducing Bogey to Jackson. Jackson scared him a bit at first, but then they got along great.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBgKOqg_YjbPBw5v2AnzbvQ3ndyuBIMA-g1ImtwP8Q7WKzCDRefxucfn7M6GCwy9CBKvePT5LlqyejCJlJx-FeRfDIgne_9rTd6-LZ6BZmjbvmof9WscXJ2m7fsq6XTvElTJ5_Tnfxnxg/s1600/DSC02423.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545039867616939010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBgKOqg_YjbPBw5v2AnzbvQ3ndyuBIMA-g1ImtwP8Q7WKzCDRefxucfn7M6GCwy9CBKvePT5LlqyejCJlJx-FeRfDIgne_9rTd6-LZ6BZmjbvmof9WscXJ2m7fsq6XTvElTJ5_Tnfxnxg/s400/DSC02423.JPG" /></a> See? Bogey is already giving Jackson a little sass.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia68xEERWbkL0X9fhKWjaik1c4mz0zahjf6rv8mRQlvAUMFltIlKu84C3Chsk_y-JgfUbBs507JMwmgqBhjmhdrnjiSgo2nEflIWyuzs4PvRwSnQ_laPBu4bbpltJuwVAnbnMoDYvFfYA/s1600/DSC02430.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545039855920189058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia68xEERWbkL0X9fhKWjaik1c4mz0zahjf6rv8mRQlvAUMFltIlKu84C3Chsk_y-JgfUbBs507JMwmgqBhjmhdrnjiSgo2nEflIWyuzs4PvRwSnQ_laPBu4bbpltJuwVAnbnMoDYvFfYA/s400/DSC02430.JPG" /></a> Bogey is still a puppy, so he sleeps a lot. He liked cuddling with his grandma. :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWNUU_VhyhKl-CPzETDvEnYbTyyxauHGi4uwbdeghLHv5F7rb8PbMHQRwEz6liTKOnFjSks-9CcViS62NlPrGW71MMz_Tf_67zjVHvTdtjn-1NxNC8HH-6DYOFEKQRZFmpPMzR1ve6ric/s1600/DSC02433.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545039845493022418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWNUU_VhyhKl-CPzETDvEnYbTyyxauHGi4uwbdeghLHv5F7rb8PbMHQRwEz6liTKOnFjSks-9CcViS62NlPrGW71MMz_Tf_67zjVHvTdtjn-1NxNC8HH-6DYOFEKQRZFmpPMzR1ve6ric/s400/DSC02433.JPG" /></a> Bogey: "What did you get to eat?? I want some!"<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz2kWDl7jcrwbTHuwF-SXZ_pnekOFldCfIL2jxcI5a_hZZoFixJ_zrUgilHXshe-Tuk1cy3RHfcgKllbI6dwqHpEzi2THGBzIflez3WgeK9n_yfOC8JNzkYXLMs13wxfs_CFyWgH7ayTE/s1600/DSC02436.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545038225751572850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz2kWDl7jcrwbTHuwF-SXZ_pnekOFldCfIL2jxcI5a_hZZoFixJ_zrUgilHXshe-Tuk1cy3RHfcgKllbI6dwqHpEzi2THGBzIflez3WgeK9n_yfOC8JNzkYXLMs13wxfs_CFyWgH7ayTE/s400/DSC02436.JPG" /></a> Ava cuddled up in a blanket, and Bogey settled in on the top bunk. lol<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOBgh53mZWqrlGSjytBaT4vvmVEKEW0rQ_fMIYpSEukA7ioPSvLlKvHyYA9-tJVeyFRsW3dYYr4e-FPzj8Drnsw2o1wJZG6Z9l6SNr3wJqIcJuBV64dinltQCvFrCMdi9wtE8nDW1Zsjs/s1600/DSC02439.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545038212255207154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOBgh53mZWqrlGSjytBaT4vvmVEKEW0rQ_fMIYpSEukA7ioPSvLlKvHyYA9-tJVeyFRsW3dYYr4e-FPzj8Drnsw2o1wJZG6Z9l6SNr3wJqIcJuBV64dinltQCvFrCMdi9wtE8nDW1Zsjs/s400/DSC02439.JPG" /></a> Cutest cousins ever!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn58ve4E5mV_5dOV4CWxPDw3uLr-wELEW3Q8uLWY14Uw0d2YcE6-La-GN4APS0sN5NJfFp4E50VFOwylDEf4YQuZdTV7podRtUA3QfU-r-m_JOsyYXeQlpX0XVvVxWStuNC1dVniyvrjI/s1600/DSC02441.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545038201066593634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn58ve4E5mV_5dOV4CWxPDw3uLr-wELEW3Q8uLWY14Uw0d2YcE6-La-GN4APS0sN5NJfFp4E50VFOwylDEf4YQuZdTV7podRtUA3QfU-r-m_JOsyYXeQlpX0XVvVxWStuNC1dVniyvrjI/s400/DSC02441.JPG" /></a> My mom with her 'granddog'.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXo2Cj2Vpu4y2FOAGP9yybhycWlHKGCW79tYuAsc8w-ETZOiI7hIT_8hudAxKfwI6oRjhTG7HxAhHT_vxE_voduQEDYvWaOd_mmfl_8QUDbj0LMjWdHNs8RO1_F3TO5p0kBuJV4Mfz348/s1600/DSC02457.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545038190803894338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXo2Cj2Vpu4y2FOAGP9yybhycWlHKGCW79tYuAsc8w-ETZOiI7hIT_8hudAxKfwI6oRjhTG7HxAhHT_vxE_voduQEDYvWaOd_mmfl_8QUDbj0LMjWdHNs8RO1_F3TO5p0kBuJV4Mfz348/s400/DSC02457.JPG" /></a> Aunt Kathy showing off Bogey's best feature - his ears!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJX7S_spwyHJz-4z_2oZI9h1KzrTZae3fMJp4Lv8koCO6xYmVtu60vem0bfhQmrIqBLwYdhaD69FI2PAMcprSpayayFXN8AwNKqLhyphenhyphenF_UbgCoOVVH_pZ08M_zppsY2wLs9IUBH-cuRWyM/s1600/DSC02463.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545038188958892466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJX7S_spwyHJz-4z_2oZI9h1KzrTZae3fMJp4Lv8koCO6xYmVtu60vem0bfhQmrIqBLwYdhaD69FI2PAMcprSpayayFXN8AwNKqLhyphenhyphenF_UbgCoOVVH_pZ08M_zppsY2wLs9IUBH-cuRWyM/s400/DSC02463.JPG" /></a> Sharing laps...<br /><div></div><div align="left"><br />We had such a great time! I can't wait to watch these three dogs grow up together!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944028199343117543.post-44523073763415394262010-11-22T18:00:00.000-08:002010-11-22T18:00:04.953-08:00The Cutest Cheerleaders in the WorldYesterday our friends Ed and Jessica invited us over to hang out and watch some football. We had so much fun catching up with them and playing with their adorable twin girls. And Joe was in heaven watching football on an actual t.v. instead of catching what he can on ESPN3.<br /><br />The girls were so dang cute in their little Seahawks cheerleader outfits (their dad is a huge fan!)<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2dg1EuSeyxPPuhlhGKfv9jhE3mUXs4zxT-XtLgsItMrjqJQ67YxIX1zaAbElWcboqNOKQq0ivjREkqcr_YCH9I0h-N_7WCR5il__-O_K39Xxjp4qerJfyAF1KjUnltNR6yDimdRWPB0Y/s1600/babies2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542450820601420818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2dg1EuSeyxPPuhlhGKfv9jhE3mUXs4zxT-XtLgsItMrjqJQ67YxIX1zaAbElWcboqNOKQq0ivjREkqcr_YCH9I0h-N_7WCR5il__-O_K39Xxjp4qerJfyAF1KjUnltNR6yDimdRWPB0Y/s400/babies2.jpg" /></a> Seriously - how cute??</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitPiHoS0LqoQHNkEm0XhtIfiFmKQbUs1WAGtruaJ4Eop_lmMJX7ytCbUH4cqc1Jq_eH0OzKtGeU7ALxv3DGddoLfnPSEKJSQiwC5XRYv_4giLwB-8k-gg1EHn4XvtXGV4OmLQB91_Tns/s1600/babies1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542450806740679010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitPiHoS0LqoQHNkEm0XhtIfiFmKQbUs1WAGtruaJ4Eop_lmMJX7ytCbUH4cqc1Jq_eH0OzKtGeU7ALxv3DGddoLfnPSEKJSQiwC5XRYv_4giLwB-8k-gg1EHn4XvtXGV4OmLQB91_Tns/s400/babies1.jpg" /></a>Hanging out with mom while dad checks fantasy football scores in the foreground. :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzvFnmmrp_sSFKKr_tftCf6zgAh5rxsypz3wKlZXjIKfFDP4Gv7ZUD1oMvZw_ePbNxDg4ATg9Zk_0bgxD_m_rf_H3Z8uYeyYz0gh2LhQAUq2uHmWvC_TQUFoOpcJKWSX5SyPBhiK2qjnY/s1600/babies3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542450801669447458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzvFnmmrp_sSFKKr_tftCf6zgAh5rxsypz3wKlZXjIKfFDP4Gv7ZUD1oMvZw_ePbNxDg4ATg9Zk_0bgxD_m_rf_H3Z8uYeyYz0gh2LhQAUq2uHmWvC_TQUFoOpcJKWSX5SyPBhiK2qjnY/s400/babies3.jpg" /></a> Here is a good shot of their little Seahawks cheerleader outfits!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIllEFzLcM4EsrXeBuf9_QuFo6RFIDLuPV7TReKFTAXa-aW94xex5dG3YZLZnpMH0vzPk3DwpiqM1Rr5e_EOkL18A4KQJN3hVq0IrbPfU1mPz1C2-EOVUxHpEdhXS_7JhZMOY_HRsZYqE/s1600/babies4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542450794609896642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIllEFzLcM4EsrXeBuf9_QuFo6RFIDLuPV7TReKFTAXa-aW94xex5dG3YZLZnpMH0vzPk3DwpiqM1Rr5e_EOkL18A4KQJN3hVq0IrbPfU1mPz1C2-EOVUxHpEdhXS_7JhZMOY_HRsZYqE/s400/babies4.jpg" /></a> Busy busy girls!</div><div></div><div align="left"><br />We're going to have this great family over to our place soon to introduce the babies to the doggies. That should be an adventure!<br /></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com3