tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-131520322009-02-20T17:30:51.872-08:00{{{{ ME Exposed }}}}Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.comBlogger594125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-88131838522950118552007-11-23T21:40:00.000-08:002007-11-24T09:42:41.872-08:00Multi-tasking OVERLOADI am not sure if it's my multi-tasking overloaded life that has caused a slump in my posting or the fact that I have been spending what little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">internet</span> time I have on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ravelry</span>...... but I have failed miserably to update my blog (in a while). This week I have had a few days off and tried to relax. I have discovered I am not a person who can RELAX. My gosh I am addicted to chaos. I am addicted to running from one appointment to another. I am addicted to multi-tasking. I am addicted to NOT sitting still.<br /><br />I was watching the news (only because I was still up working) and saw a special on people who multi-task. Apparently there is a new "disorder?" for "us." It's called multi-tasking overload. HOW ORIGINAL!<br /><br />As I understand it - the blackberries, multiple windows simultaneously open (sorry Leopard), the lack of actual personal communication face to face and increased work hours/weeks has created this overload.<br /><br />Symptoms?<br /><br /><ul><li>Frequent Headaches</li></ul><ul><li>Memory failure (of simple things like your children's names in mid sentence and of appointments and commitments)</li><li>Inability to complete tasks</li><li>fatigue</li><li>insomnia/sleep disorder<br /></li><li>blurry vision</li><li>Stress</li><li>nausea/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">IBS</span> like symptoms</li><li>irritability</li><li>muscle aches/body aches</li><li>dry skin (I am not sure about this one? Is multitasking just sucking the life out of you?)</li></ul>One mom was quoted as saying "I come home and the kids are jumping all over me with what they have done for the day and I want to scream - enough - I can't take one more thing! My brain hurts."<br /><br />I paused....... mi gosh that sounds like?????? ME!!!!!<br /><br />Then I came across the symptoms for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">CFS</span> or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Fibromyalgia</span>.....<br /><br /><ul><li>Frequent Headaches</li></ul><ul><li>Memory failure or inability to concentrate<br /></li><li>Inability to complete tasks</li><li>fatigue</li><li>insomnia/sleep disorder<br /></li><li>blurry vision</li><li>Stress</li><li>nausea/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">IBS</span> like symptoms</li><li>irritability</li><li>muscle aches/body aches</li><li>dry skin<br /></li></ul>Now I am totally confused..........<br /><br />Until told otherwise I will be multi-tasking and opening as many windows as I possibly can on my relic of windows at work and my soon to be upgraded MAC at home.<br /><br />In the meantime I am trying my best to relax. I still twitch when I hear an ambulance go by or think I FEEL my blackberry buzzing on my hip.... (when it's not really there..... it's on my dresser with the EDGE disabled by the DH). Today I cleaned the house from top to bottom, dust bunnies, marks on the wall (how do scuff marks end up on the top part of walls - where feet should never be? and that lone hair on the ceiling? and dust bunnies under the bed? ), purged books I have read - donating them to charity for a book sale, reorganized closets, reorganized drawers, reorganized the scrapbooking (and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">knitting</span>) and did laundry - you know the laundry that rarely gets done - the comforters, the pillows from the sofa, the throws, the curtains (yes I finally put curtains up today) and finally collapsed at 2230 t0 KNIT. I couldn't stand to just sit and knit all day without having something to do while knitting (computer, blackberry, reading online for work, etc....) Of course my DH was twitching because I can't just clean ONE room at a time - I have to float from room to room - fragmenting and multi-tasking my cleaning. He a mono-task individual. Give home two things to do and he <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">de-compensates</span> quickly.<br /><br />Pathetic..<br /><br />Maybe a two week vacation I would finally be able to relax????????<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-8813183852295011855?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-12571783575165164772007-10-29T17:57:00.001-07:002007-10-29T18:26:58.772-07:00Finished!I was hired to make a scrapbook for a friend's wedding. The scrap book was to be used as the "guest book." Intimidated and a bit stressed about this book and doing a good job - I agonized over the designs, colors, style and content.<br /><br />What came out of this was getting to know them better through their photos they left me to insert sporadically throughout the album and scrapbooking (which is something I haven't been able to do for a while).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >- - - - The beautiful couple - - - -</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">---- Jen and Mike ----</span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaExT5ykYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/CG4VwGz6YzY/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaExT5ykYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/CG4VwGz6YzY/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126931208499007874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I just love her dress. She was breathtakingly beautiful at her wedding (which is what a bride should be). <br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaExz5ykZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qDNsVHTjo-E/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaExz5ykZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qDNsVHTjo-E/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126931217088942482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The wedding itself was fun as well. A nice relaxing time well deserved after the creation of this album AND all the other things that go on in life.....<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">NOW THE ALBUM.....</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaEwz5ykXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/m1fL4wC0rTw/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaEwz5ykXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/m1fL4wC0rTw/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126931199909073266" border="0" /></a><br />The cover...... BTW - I made the album out of chipboard and bound it with my friend Sesil's (thank you!!!!) binder. I played with one of these at the Scrapbook Expo - but never acquired one. Now I feel as if I need to acquire one....<br /><br />(for all the books I have yet to start much less finish......)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaESz5ykSI/AAAAAAAAATs/jQmJebTfm8o/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaESz5ykSI/AAAAAAAAATs/jQmJebTfm8o/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930684512997666" border="0" /></a><br />I made the first page of the book available for a picture of the couple on the wedding day.<br />The inside cover will have some sort of "quote" from their wedding.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaETD5ykTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/V3vdSaMYVAk/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaETD5ykTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/V3vdSaMYVAk/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930688807964978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The idea - take a picture of the guests and then have them sign the book.....<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaETj5ykUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/c6Fd1Sk6RVQ/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaETj5ykUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/c6Fd1Sk6RVQ/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930697397899586" border="0" /></a><br />Some had tags and some had tabs........<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaETz5ykVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ulO14rbq15c/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaETz5ykVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ulO14rbq15c/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930701692866898" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We went with Autumn colors and the majority of the pages were all unique styles and layouts.....<br />I hate repetitiveness......<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaEUj5ykWI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pVcAwD3chnk/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaEUj5ykWI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pVcAwD3chnk/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930714577768802" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">There will be more fall embellishments...... <br />but I wanted to wait til after the wedding to finish the final touches of embellishments....<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDxz5ykNI/AAAAAAAAATE/wPDm9WSBJyM/s1600-h/DSC_0054.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDxz5ykNI/AAAAAAAAATE/wPDm9WSBJyM/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930117577314514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Throughout the album are sporadically placed pictures of the couples or their "kids" (cats.)<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDyD5ykOI/AAAAAAAAATM/4jcwOElUblE/s1600-h/DSC_0053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDyD5ykOI/AAAAAAAAATM/4jcwOElUblE/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930121872281826" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I also left room for candids of the wedding........<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDyj5ykPI/AAAAAAAAATU/Cf8M3LKiXpI/s1600-h/DSC_0052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDyj5ykPI/AAAAAAAAATU/Cf8M3LKiXpI/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930130462216434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDzD5ykQI/AAAAAAAAATc/br7TpozJ_-Q/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDzD5ykQI/AAAAAAAAATc/br7TpozJ_-Q/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930139052151042" border="0" /></a><br />It's funny how pictures tell you alot about the couple. Mike and Jen are definitely in love with each other..... so refreshing to see these days....<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDzT5ykRI/AAAAAAAAATk/MbUjAtNYd8k/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDzT5ykRI/AAAAAAAAATk/MbUjAtNYd8k/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126930143347118354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDbD5ykII/AAAAAAAAASc/UZ63ETdaVUc/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDbD5ykII/AAAAAAAAASc/UZ63ETdaVUc/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929726735290498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDbj5ykJI/AAAAAAAAASk/JJKsbe_RXKk/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDbj5ykJI/AAAAAAAAASk/JJKsbe_RXKk/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929735325225106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The center of the book has two whole pages dedicated to candids.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDbz5ykKI/AAAAAAAAASs/7wy2gDDB7HI/s1600-h/DSC_0057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDbz5ykKI/AAAAAAAAASs/7wy2gDDB7HI/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929739620192418" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDcD5ykLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Oi--jmPWgvM/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDcD5ykLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Oi--jmPWgvM/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929743915159730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDcT5ykMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VafBreX6QWs/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDcT5ykMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VafBreX6QWs/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929748210127042" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The ribbons have not been added. I have yards and yards of ribbons yet to add.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDCT5ykDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HXrXonYrWiY/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDCT5ykDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HXrXonYrWiY/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929301533528114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDCj5ykEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FqbhU0cMxsg/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDCj5ykEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FqbhU0cMxsg/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929305828495426" border="0" /></a><br />But for all intent and purposes - the album is complete.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDCz5ykFI/AAAAAAAAASE/_yruao6reWg/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDCz5ykFI/AAAAAAAAASE/_yruao6reWg/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929310123462738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDDT5ykGI/AAAAAAAAASM/KZVbloyUUwM/s1600-h/DSC_0061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDDT5ykGI/AAAAAAAAASM/KZVbloyUUwM/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929318713397346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDDj5ykHI/AAAAAAAAASU/n7CsLsEIP5U/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaDDj5ykHI/AAAAAAAAASU/n7CsLsEIP5U/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126929323008364658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCqj5yj-I/AAAAAAAAARM/rAsfk35xJ1s/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCqj5yj-I/AAAAAAAAARM/rAsfk35xJ1s/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126928893511634914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCqz5yj_I/AAAAAAAAARU/jFCpXLqSFvE/s1600-h/DSC_0068.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCqz5yj_I/AAAAAAAAARU/jFCpXLqSFvE/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126928897806602226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCrD5ykAI/AAAAAAAAARc/I_z35b1L48M/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCrD5ykAI/AAAAAAAAARc/I_z35b1L48M/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126928902101569538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCrj5ykBI/AAAAAAAAARk/q7Yxa2SU_mc/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCrj5ykBI/AAAAAAAAARk/q7Yxa2SU_mc/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126928910691504146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCrz5ykCI/AAAAAAAAARs/wCUZ88vJZoc/s1600-h/DSC_0065.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RyaCrz5ykCI/AAAAAAAAARs/wCUZ88vJZoc/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126928914986471458" border="0" /></a><br />It was fun to do and rewarding when I saw how much they loved it. <br /><br />I will get it back from them after their honeymoon. I am excited about finishing it - which is the most emotion I have felt about scrapbooking in a long time......<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-1257178357516516477?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-46569262809846595882007-10-24T08:16:00.001-07:002007-10-24T08:29:00.902-07:00Picture Day<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728716067/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2226/1728716067_ebc3a6e9b0_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728716067/">DSC_0108.JPG</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>Today was picture day at school which means that my house turned into a beauty parlor/hair salon/day spa/dressing room. Ro's hair is great if just left to it's own curl craze - however today - she wanted it picture perfect. It took fifteen minutes of scrunching, TiGi Curls Rock and gliter spray.<br clear="all" /><br /><br /><br /><div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729563192/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2065/1729563192_2c55e25769_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729563192/">DSC_0106.JPG</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div><br clear="all" /><br /><br /><div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729563050/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2147/1729563050_b5e4c2bfc9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729563050/">DSC_0107.JPG</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>She wouldn't stop fidgeting. Meanwhile - Natalie was on her own - and happy to be so cause she didn't want her hair "poofed." That wasn't her style!<br clear="all" /><br /><br /><div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728715823/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2119/1728715823_315d408e53_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728715823/">DSC_0109.JPG</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div><br clear="all" /><br /><br /><div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729561710/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2413/1729561710_0e7ee8f9f3_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729561710/">DSC_0113.JPG</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>Yes - that is me - not looking glamourous. But - I was giong to go run after the HAIR SPRAYING was done.....<br clear="all"><br /><br /><div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728714581/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/1728714581_d07ee4787e_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728714581/">DSC_0115.JPG</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>Meanwhile - Natalie is done! (And she is my high maintenence one) she was going with the simple sleek look (she told me). She was busy practicing her smile in the mirror. (whatever - Norm was going through the medicine cabinet looking for a valium - which we have none???? I have nothing stronger than tylenol/motrin in my house.<br clear="all"><br /><br /><div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729561886/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2204/1729561886_b8106bc292_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729561886/">DSC_0112.JPG</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>And we continued to poof......<br clear="all"><br /><br /><div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728715823/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2119/1728715823_315d408e53_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1728715823/">DSC_0109.JPG</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>And sprayed...................<br clear="all"><br /><br /><br /><div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729563050/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2147/1729563050_b5e4c2bfc9_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729563050/">DSC_0107.JPG</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>and poofed.......................<br /><br />and scrunched...........<br clear="all"><br /><br /><br /><div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729561572/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/1729561572_12d395babe_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonzairn/1729561572/">DSC_0116.JPG</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bonzairn/">Freakrn</a> </span></div>For the final product - Belinda and Heather would be proud!<br clear="all"><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-4656926280984659588?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-60983676269550651752007-10-15T16:41:00.001-07:002007-10-15T16:41:58.482-07:00Vickie Howell's PODCASTS!!!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;">Check it out - <a href="http://vickiehowell.blogspot.com/">Vickie Howell</a> has a podcast!</span></span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.vickiehowell.com/podcast.html"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RxP4tAfSkAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/iYhIZcnJG8w/s1600-h/CRLpromoart%2Bcopy.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RxP4tAfSkAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/iYhIZcnJG8w/s320/CRLpromoart%2Bcopy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121710653359427586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Check out the podcast on Itunes! Or click on the above banner to take you to the link!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">ENJOY!</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-6098367626955065175?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-36203398741069540602007-09-30T18:34:00.000-07:002007-09-30T18:40:38.022-07:00Goal AccomplishedToday marks a milestone for me........<br /><br />A little over eight (ok it's been ten now) weeks ago I started a program of running and dieting (gasp not the "d" word). It's not really a diet - it's a changing my lifestyle. For those who are interested - go <a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com">here</a>. <br /><br />I had a goal to get back into my clothes that I moved here in AND finish a 5K in good time and finish it feeling GREAT. <br /><br />Today I ran the <a href="http://www.bucktown5K.com">Bucktown 5K </a>and finished in good time and not winded, gasping for air or ready to die at the end of the finished line! <br /><br />By the way - I have increased my water intake to a minimum of 5 Liters a day, try to exercise at least four times a week and eat six mini meals a day. This truly is a healthy lifestyle change.<br /><br />To test it - I went out of town to a conference all last week and ate out three times a day. I was petrified to weigh in this week but wanted to keep myself honest. Guess what - I LOST 2.8 POUNDS while gone!!!! <br /><br />I am dancing around doing my best snoopy celebration!!!<br /><br />Next Goal - <a href="http://http://www.caprievents.com/turkey/welcome.htm">Turkey Trot</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-3620339874106954060?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-86069464452308575762007-09-09T10:22:00.000-07:002007-09-09T10:23:36.037-07:00Feeling OldWhile perusing the bloglines I found a <a href="http://www.strangelittlemama.com/">post</a> that referred to this <a href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm">link</a>. This book - oddly enough - was one of my favorite books growing up. What a blast from my past. I am not sure this is an accurate description of me - but maybe the issue is that I talk too much about talking rabbits. (Just like the flying monkeys - they do exist!)<br /><br /><p><img src="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/wdra.jpg"><br><br /><font face="Georgia, Georgia Ref, Book Antiqua, Garamond" size="5"><br />You're <i>Watership Down</i>!<br>http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif<a href="http://"></a><br /><font size="4">by Richard Adams</font><br><br /><i><font size="3">Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're<br />actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their<br />assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they <br />build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd<br />be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.</font><br><br /><font size="2" face="Times New Roman"></i><br />Take the <a href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm">Book Quiz</a><br />at the <a href="http://bluepyramid.org">Blue Pyramid</a>.</font></font></p><br /><br />By the way - thank you <a href="ttp://lorindarants.wordpress.com/">Lorinda </a> - I am apparently 12970 days old. Today my biorhythms are all whacked. According to this link - I should have not gotten out of bed today much less leave my humble safe abode to enter the harsh reality of the world. It's a wonder I was even physically able to get out of bed - according to the physical biorhythms I am giving off. Intellectually I can not even complete a sentence (according to my biorhythms) and I am not in harmony at all. Egad - maybe I better start the day over.......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-8606946445230857576?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-84282172795021629102007-09-03T19:50:00.000-07:002007-09-03T16:57:05.200-07:00Disaster at the home frontAgggggggggggggggggggggggggggh<br /><br />Picture if you will - my red hair standing straight on end and my arms in the air with a huge look of grief on my face.<br /><br />(why do you have to picture this.... because my GATEWAY died!)<br /><br />Yes - I got a text message Thursday while I was at my Grant Writing workshop that the computer wasn't "responding." I asked the DH to just walk away till I could get home and investigate - but he couldn't. I am not sure if it would have made a difference....<br /><br />What we did yesterday was vivsect our computer. The hard drive is out and at a friend's house. Hopefully - (ha ha ha) some things (such as pictures and itunes and a few papers) could be removed from our now - DEAD - hard drive. <br /><br />But what this leaves us - is looking for a new computer. <br /><br />I have my MAC which is mine for school and work - and no one else is allowed to touch it. <br /><br />We are looking at going 100% MAC - or getting another inexpensive PC. <br /><br />If we go 100%MAC - we will lose the windows portion. I really do not want windows if I go MAC all the way. <br /><br />So - any pictures from the scrap book expo and beyond will be delayed until we can figure this mess out..... <br /><br />As if I had a few thousand laying around to figure this out.........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-8428217279502162910?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-13484768115648964142007-09-03T18:30:00.000-07:002007-09-03T16:50:56.588-07:00The finished productWell - what can I say. We make plans, vow to keep up our blog and then..... LIFE happens. What I promised was pictures of the girls finished room! What I delivered was nothing. The girls came home the day after the scrapbook expo and I haven't seen my computer long enough to send emails much less blog. (LOL)<br /><br />Without further ado - is the final product. (And I apologize in advance, some of the pictures are blurry)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwGUj9C8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/uCqmh4me-j0/s1600-h/IMG_6957_edited-2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwGUj9C8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/uCqmh4me-j0/s320/IMG_6957_edited-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590569386478530" border="0" /></a>Yes I know that it is upside down. This past weekend - while everyone was enjoying labor day (or the lack of work) - we were pulling the hard drive out of our computer. Yes - after ten re-formats the hard drive finally took the big dive......... What's on my camera now is stuck on my camera. I currently type on my mac...... But here is the dresser we re-did. We put it in the closet and I tried to make it look GIRLY...... the tulle is what they used as wraps in a wedding they were flower girls in last year...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwGkj9C9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/H8YG-0EFfWc/s1600-h/IMG_6958_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwGkj9C9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/H8YG-0EFfWc/s320/IMG_6958_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590573681445842" border="0" /></a>Socks all in once place and every bag they have claimed as theirs as well - and they are not on the floor!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwHEj9C-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/jAxIhARSpIM/s1600-h/IMG_6959_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwHEj9C-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/jAxIhARSpIM/s320/IMG_6959_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590582271380450" border="0" /></a><br />The redone desk and new curtains....... They also have a hanging shelf unit from IKEA with each box filled to the rim with toys......<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwHUj9C_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/eSfnokFB_dI/s1600-h/IMG_6960_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjwHUj9C_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/eSfnokFB_dI/s320/IMG_6960_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590586566347762" border="0" /></a><br />Yes - my girls could literally open their own library or book store - but I would rather that bookshelf be full of books than video games...... Many were books that I started buying when I was pregnant with Natalie and Rowan. Those books are special to them.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvYEj9C3I/AAAAAAAAANw/SGWH9eqzWyQ/s1600-h/IMG_6952_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvYEj9C3I/AAAAAAAAANw/SGWH9eqzWyQ/s320/IMG_6952_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589774817528690" border="0" /></a><br />This is a picture of the room in the mid afternoon here in the windy city. The room has an orange glow to it that makes it look very retro. When they opened the door to their room they both jumped up and down and screamed shrilly cheers of laughter. What can I say - Rowan benefited from Natalie's big birthday gift - but Natalie didn't even notice.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvYUj9C4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/IKLncZq-rAk/s1600-h/IMG_6953_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvYUj9C4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/IKLncZq-rAk/s320/IMG_6953_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589779112496002" border="0" /></a>Then the beds..... New sheets...... new comforter.... new pillows.... a bulletin board I embellished for each girl and lights attached to the bed for them to use when they are reading into the wee hours of the night. (A far cry from me using a flashlight when I was a kid.....) Again - gotta love IKEA.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvYkj9C5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/h9NbbtueytA/s1600-h/IMG_6954_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvYkj9C5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/h9NbbtueytA/s320/IMG_6954_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589783407463314" border="0" /></a><br />Norm's major purchase from IKEA..... a stand alone closet (meant for a dorm room I am sure) but perfect for theirs. In it are school uniforms, toys, craft projects and other interesting items that now have a place tucked away......<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvZEj9C6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/D880vW2xT7E/s1600-h/IMG_6826.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvZEj9C6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/D880vW2xT7E/s320/IMG_6826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589791997397922" border="0" /></a><br />This would be the red headed curly child that benefited from Natalie's birthday gift - but deserved a new room as well. She is the top bunk and proudly proclaims she needs no ladder to get to her bed. She's my monkey.... she has been climbing since she could crawl....<br /><br />Fortunately Orthopedics has not been a consult we have had to visit.... facial lac repair yes (but only because I was too tired to repair it myself at home).<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvZUj9C7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yKbv3VWGgNE/s1600-h/IMG_6827.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvZUj9C7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yKbv3VWGgNE/s1600-h/IMG_6827.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjvZUj9C7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yKbv3VWGgNE/s320/IMG_6827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589796292365234" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There is the birthday girl...... she is the one that inspired the room makeover. Retro warm colors for my first born leader. <br /><br />She so deserved a girly pre-teen room - and I hope I delivered.<br /><br />It was so much fun doing..... even the DH admits how fun it was!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-1348476811564896414?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-28355890367434353672007-08-21T17:11:00.000-07:002007-08-21T17:19:41.512-07:00WRECK THIS JOURNAL<div style="text-align: center;">My hubby and I went to Starbucks the other nite and gathered some books and sat in the cafe'.<br /><br />Why?<br /><br />That's what you do when your kids are in MI with their grandparents and you have time to actually SIT together in the cafe', sip a non-fat latte and peruse books. <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />(You aren't constantly looking at the kids section praying your children aren't wrecking the pristine new books. ) </span><br /><br /><br />Anyhoo.......<br />I picked up this book and fell in love with it.<br /><br /><a href=""><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rst_9Uj9DAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cKGFVatEBzA/s1600-h/41QjLMI4dqL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rst_9Uj9DAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cKGFVatEBzA/s320/41QjLMI4dqL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101311694395476994" border="0" /></a></a><br />I want this book. <br />I didn't buy it that night <span style="font-size:85%;">because I just didn't</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> (perhaps my book shelves are runeth over with books?)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">But - I do want it. It's on my want list and I can't wait to wreck it.</span><br /></span><br /><br />For the record - I LOVE <a href="http://www.kerismith.com">Keri Smith</a>. I have her other two books!!! If you haven't checked her out before PLEASE check <a href="http://www.kerismith.com">her</a> out now!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-2835589036743435367?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-17091499484785480462007-08-20T16:01:00.000-07:002007-08-20T16:25:35.068-07:00ProofI don't know why I feel the compulsion to PROVE that I am scrap booking or being creative but here it goes......<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjusUj9C1I/AAAAAAAAANg/jyYCKVhWSds/s1600-h/IMG_6949_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjusUj9C1I/AAAAAAAAANg/jyYCKVhWSds/s320/IMG_6949_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589023198251858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is my table that was set up a lil over two weeks ago. It doesn't look like that now..... Now it looks like a flat version of my scrap room. Paper, stamps, pictures and tools all over it!<br /><br />What have I been creating?<br /><br />Well - since my girls have been gone I have been making them cards each day and sending them in the mail to them........<br /><br />(I am such a sentimental blech.....)<br /><br />Here is my latest - oopse I need to get back into practice - card.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rsjuskj9C2I/AAAAAAAAANo/PIVd-FAa4eg/s1600-h/IMG_6951_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rsjuskj9C2I/AAAAAAAAANo/PIVd-FAa4eg/s320/IMG_6951_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589027493219170" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is one of Nat's favorite stamp sets that I have so I wanted to send her a card using it. IF you can't figure it out - the two girls on the left are symbolic of my girls and the one girl on the top right is me. <br /><br />Friday my DH and I are heading to the <a href="http://www.scrapbookexpo.com">Scrap book Expo</a> in St. Charles. I have tickets to the crop at nite for both of us. I am excited - because I actually have a few mini albums to work on!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-1709149948478548046?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-40350632829436587952007-08-19T18:28:00.001-07:002007-08-20T16:01:08.436-07:00The Girls RoomAs some of you know - my girls have been at their grammy and grampy's for the past few weeks. While they were gone things happened at our house.....<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjurUj9CyI/AAAAAAAAANI/7Bb_tQl6BJ8/s1600-h/IMG_6946_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjurUj9CyI/AAAAAAAAANI/7Bb_tQl6BJ8/s320/IMG_6946_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589006018382626" border="0" /></a>No - this is not a book sale gone bad nor a book sale we raided.......<br /><br />This is what WAS here<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rsjur0j9CzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/t5clJjsX6B0/s1600-h/IMG_6947_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rsjur0j9CzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/t5clJjsX6B0/s320/IMG_6947_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589014608317234" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Yup -we did it!<br />We went thru their room and re-did it.<br /><br />We went from this......<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjusEj9C0I/AAAAAAAAANY/GD8gSZCcrLU/s1600-h/IMG_6948_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RsjusEj9C0I/AAAAAAAAANY/GD8gSZCcrLU/s320/IMG_6948_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100589018903284546" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">to..........<br /><br />Stay tuned for the new and improved "GIRL ROOM"<br /><br />I would post here now - but my girls read my blog<br /><br />I would hate to spoil the surprise!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-4035063282943658795?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-4616976683109454852007-08-15T19:41:00.000-07:002007-08-15T19:48:21.096-07:00Skinny Cow<div style="text-align: center;">Wow - I just found this most awesome low fat snack<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://skinnycow.com">SKINNY COW</a></span><br /><a href="http://skinnycow.com/"></a><br /><br />What's even better........<br /><br />Skinny Cow does <a href="http://skinnycow.com/scrapbooking.php">this!</a><br /><br />Even better - apparently she hits the <a href="http://skinnycow.com/2007_events.php">circuits.....</a>.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-461697668310945485?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-22885759683196668032007-08-09T21:00:00.000-07:002007-08-09T21:03:37.340-07:00Fe Fi Fo Fum.......<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" >I see the cubs are number one!!!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-2288575968319666803?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-24718929311454933222007-08-08T21:05:00.000-07:002007-08-08T21:15:01.502-07:00I have been creatingI have tried to keep up with at least one card a day or something creative that isn't knitting or making up new excel spread sheets at work.... (ha ha).<br /><br />I have created two cards in the last two days but I can not post them because my children are avid readers of my blog - in Michigan they are. <br /><br />The Cards have NOT made it to Michigan yet......<br /><br />BUT I have taken pictures and uploaded them - but can't post til Nat gives me the....<br /><br />"Hey mom - "<br /><br />On another note - I can't wait for <a href="http://www.scrapbookexpo.com">SCRAPBOOK EXPO</a> in St. Charles.<br /><br />My hubby and I are doing a crop night and I am taking one of the <a href="http://www.cosmocricket.com">cosmo cricket</a> classes. <br /><br />It's the last yipee before our girls get back......<br /><br />Now I am going to curl up with one of my books from <a href="http://www.shelfari.com">library.</a> You have got to go to the <a href="http://www.shelfari.com">this place</a> and check it out. I have created a group in mine with our family's summer reading challenge. Check it out!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-2471892931145493322?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-64771477164631440462007-08-07T14:45:00.000-07:002007-08-07T14:54:50.904-07:00Happy Birthday Baby Girl<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Natalie - I have sat at work all day in wonder of how awesome it is that God gave me such a beautiful, talented, smart, independent, discerning, caring, tender, sensitive, strong daughter as you........<br /></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>I knew from the day I concieved you that you were special and each day you amaze me more.<br /></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>You are a born leader.....<br />You have a heart for people's needs.....<br />You are able to discern right from wrong (and still manage to push the limits when it comes to yourself)<br />You are tender and compassionate but strong and firm when needed.....<br />You are level headed and precise in how you carry out your day.....<br />You are so smart and have so many roads and avenues available for you in the future...<br />You are artistic and creative.....<br />You are vulnerable.....<br />You are strong.....<br />You are quiet and serene.....<br />You are a gale force wind - a storm to not be reckoned with.....<br />You know what you want and you don't stop till you get it.....<br />You are passionate and in charge.....</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">You are developing in to a most beautiful woman of God....<br /></span><br />But most of all.....<br /><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RrjoWbW7v_I/AAAAAAAAALA/j4ma0PhQN8k/s1600-h/Walk+America.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096078450368430066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RrjoWbW7v_I/AAAAAAAAALA/j4ma0PhQN8k/s400/Walk+America.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Your sister looks up to you......<br />I look up to you......</span> </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"><strong>Happy Birthday my beautiful child of God!!!!</strong></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-6477147716463144046?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-75290153454842207702007-08-06T21:58:00.000-07:002007-08-06T21:59:39.632-07:00What happened on Aug 7 1997 at 0340?<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;">They say it's your birthday......</span></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf7YbW7v-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Kpjr4-IqU34/s1600-h/IMG_6689.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf7YbW7v-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Kpjr4-IqU34/s400/IMG_6689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095817900472385506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" > Happy Birthday to you.......</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;">Today my baby girl steps from single digits to (gasp, pick me up off the ground) double digits. Today my baby girl is TE</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">N!<br /><br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy birthday Natalie Leona! I love you so very much!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-7529015345484220770?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-80856847589201098642007-08-06T21:38:00.001-07:002007-08-06T21:46:54.707-07:00More Card MakingI went to a Card swap tonight and had a BLAST! It really got me motivated to scrap and create....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3zrW7v5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R36M7JBSGPs/s1600-h/DSC_0166.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3zrW7v5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R36M7JBSGPs/s320/DSC_0166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095813970577309586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Basically - everyone who comes makes a card to bring and everything to make that card. I love this card - but of course I had to add a twist to all my cards. I think I phunkified the colors on these animals and left them in tag format.<br /><br />Such a kid card! I might send it to my girls in MI....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vnsPYufcYFM/s1600-h/DSC_0168.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vnsPYufcYFM/s320/DSC_0168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095813974872276898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The card that I posted yesterday is the card that I took - which apparently took up the most time. I was a wee bit embarassed...... but I had fun creating it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/N7EMY6_wewk/s1600-h/DSC_0167.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/N7EMY6_wewk/s320/DSC_0167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095813974872276914" border="0" /></a><br />I love this card set up but then again - I couldn't copy completely - I had to ad my own twist. I put "friend" on it and added the dots. The scallops started out as a mistake - and - I just kept doing the mistake over and over again.... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/xTGXCpZbHNQ/s1600-h/DSC_0169.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/xTGXCpZbHNQ/s320/DSC_0169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095813974872276930" border="0" /></a><br />I love this set and wouldn't normally use this - but I kinda like the elegance of it. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/HS9qFULKaXM/s1600-h/DSC_0170.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/Rrf3z7W7v9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/HS9qFULKaXM/s320/DSC_0170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095813974872276946" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And again - this one - I can't put anything on straight even in I had a ruler. Therefore - I purposely gave it a slant. I like this simple layout - you could do alot of different things with this.<br /><br />Tomorrow - I have to finish my daughter's birthday mini album/card. <br /><br />You say it's your birthday......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-8085684758920109864?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-2941999378569812992007-08-05T20:34:00.001-07:002007-08-05T20:39:45.203-07:00Proof I am scrapbooking<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RraW_bW7v3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/9V0bbadpKOM/s1600-h/DSC_0176_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RraW_bW7v3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/9V0bbadpKOM/s320/DSC_0176_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095426044836167538" border="0" /></a>Proof that I am scrapbooking....<br /><br />Well - how about being creative?<br /><br />This is a card I made for a card swap.<br /><br />There is something missing. I haven't decided what yet.<br /><br />I am excited that I can go to this card swap tomorrow nite. <br /><br />I will come home with more cards I have made and I will post them here as well.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My husband and I looked at the St. Charles Scrapbook Expo class list online. We signed up for a crop together on Friday and I think I may take one class - however he is encouraging me to take a couple. <br /><br />I don't want to get burnt out - which is easy to do at those expos. You do too much and you don't have time to enjoy the expo arena. <br /><br />We have free tickets to get in this year because we answered a survey last year on the location. I guess it was insurance I would go - given my recent absence from scrapbooking.<br /><br />Well - not that I am getting old but my husband and I biked a little over twelve miles today after church - and I am getting old because I can feel it. <br /><br />I - at the early hour of 2246 - need to grab my book and head off to bed.<br /><br />More to come tomorrow!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-294199937856981299?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-48221723736527468442007-08-04T19:51:00.001-07:002007-08-04T19:55:19.840-07:00A new blog????????<div style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">Look</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">My FAVORITE Scrapbooking store has a BLOG now!!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://thebreezebloggers.blogspot.com/">BREEZE BLOGGERS</a></span><br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-size:180%;">How exciting!!!!!!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I need to get in there and buy some supplies!!!!!</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-4822172373652746844?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-56057523112720320912007-08-04T18:41:00.000-07:002007-08-04T19:02:33.194-07:00I'm BACK!!!!!!!!!I am BACK.... how long has it been now? <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">I shudder at the thought of looking at my last post date. </span>I breezed by it when I logged on much like I breeze by the mirror when getting out of the shower each day. It is amazing, without any effort at all, how you can avoid looking at yourself in mirrors, windows and walls that reflect. But that is a tale for another time.....<br /><br />Today marks the fourth day I have been childless.... well minus two children. <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">The oldest child (who acts the youngest of the three), my dear husband, is still residing in our home.</span> My two beautiful girls are off exploring Michigan with Grammy and Grampy. While I miss them terribly I have been quite productive while they have been gone. <br /><br />Norm and I have been biking several double digit miles a day. I think my bike is in shock <span style="font-style: italic;">(I know my legs are).</span> Today we spent four hours biking around Chicago, checking out the Harold Washington Library and hanging out on the lake. <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Something I noted while on the lake front.... baby strollers should be banned. No if ands or butts about it. They are dangerous for the kids and dangerous for those on the bike path. </span><br /><br />I actually, gasp, <span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">(you may want to sit down for this one)</span>, created a scrap book. Yes Sesil - it's true. I sat down - pulled out stamps, adhesive, paper, card stock, ribbons, brads and vellum. I created a wedding album to give at a bridal shower. I would have pictures to post - but I finished it about four minutes before I headed out the door. You will just have to take my word for it!<br /><br />Tomorrow - I plan on making a few cards. I know - it's a shock isn't it?<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">What else is new???????</span><br /></div><br />Well - God sometimes throws surprises our way and sometimes he throws them in our lap. A few months ago I ventured into a deal that allowed me a discount on "scrapbooking supplies." While many of you salivate at that idea - I was only hoping it would motivate me to <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">"SCRAP!"</span> <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">It didn't......</span><br /></div><br />Months went by and I didn't even look at the catalog much less the stack of magazines piling up in my "hang out" room. <br /><br />Then - I was informed that - gasp - I needed to requalify in order to keep my discount. All was lost. I had no money to really re-qualify and had no time to work on a way to re-qualify. (a-ha just went off in many of your minds.....)<br /><br />So - giving in to the every unrelenting advice from my friend Sandra, who introduced me to this in the first place, I had a workshop. <br /><br />I invited everyone I know (with and email address) and low and behold four people showed up. <br /><br />We lifted it up in prayer several days in advance and then - the most miraclous thing happened..... I made my re-qualification.<br /><br />What does that mean? You will just have to go <a href="http://bonzaiscrapper.stampinup.net/">here</a> to find out.<br /><br />I am now, retiring to the couch with a book. That story too for another post.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">It feels good to be back!</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-5605752311272032091?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-81687394732543013272007-02-26T17:34:00.000-08:002007-02-26T17:40:31.441-08:00Who is this person?WHO IS THIS PERSON?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLI-U9U5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/vPPzwTBTFKY/s1600-h/DSC_0172_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLI-U9U5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/vPPzwTBTFKY/s320/DSC_0172_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036021794616464274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />IS it Bertha Palmer?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLJeU9U6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dc6uvI4oiTI/s1600-h/DSC_0174_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLJeU9U6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dc6uvI4oiTI/s320/DSC_0174_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036021803206398882" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Or is it my BABY GIRL dressed up as Bertha Palmer for her PRESENTATION at school today?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLJuU9U7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/NE5Fg2K8Vs0/s1600-h/DSC_0175_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLJuU9U7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/NE5Fg2K8Vs0/s320/DSC_0175_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036021807501366194" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Bless Natalie's little heart.......<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLKOU9U8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nZYg3s8rT4M/s1600-h/DSC_0177_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLKOU9U8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nZYg3s8rT4M/s320/DSC_0177_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036021816091300802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />She had to do a research project on someone famous in Chicago. She picked Bertha Palmer.......<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLKeU9U9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/5OcYLlMMZvs/s1600-h/DSC_0179_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReOLKeU9U9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/5OcYLlMMZvs/s320/DSC_0179_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036021820386268114" border="0" /></a><br /><br />As a part of her presentation she had to BE Bertha Palmer. Her daddy took her to the costume store and this is the end result. I heard her presentation went well. I was barred from coming to it (even though I could now...) <br /><br />They grow up SO fast!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-8168739473254301327?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-47114885068429964812007-02-25T16:55:00.000-08:002007-02-25T16:56:43.916-08:00Scrapbook baby book<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReIwCOU9U4I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ac9HKj8-TRQ/s1600-h/DSC_0051_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/ReIwCOU9U4I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ac9HKj8-TRQ/s320/DSC_0051_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035640148117508994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">My latest creation! A Baby book for a friend who's shower I was invited to.<br /><br />Unfortunately I have like </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">FIVE </span>more to finish.... before <span style="font-style: italic;">(hopefully)</span> their kids are in college.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-4711488506842996481?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-85270213199389904032007-02-25T16:10:00.000-08:002007-02-25T16:21:46.562-08:00Building BridgesYesterday my girls got to participate in a most awesome opportunity of their youth. They were asked to be in a "play/focus group." We know some awesome women who are starting their <a href="http://www.littlebridgesinc.com/">own company</a> with this awesome concept of "building" bridges between cultures with PLAY things such as DOLLS!<br /><br />Here we arrive, for the AM session, on the 44th floor that had a breathtaking view of Chicago Lake Front! (We really do live in an amazing city!) Set up were these dolls from various countries (Botswana, India, Japan) and dressed in appropriate clothing. THEN out came the dress up clothes just like what the dolls were wearing. There were toys from those countries, some food from India and China as well as stories from "kids" living in those countries. <br /><br />The company will be called <a href="http://www.littlebridgesinc.com/">Little Bridges Inc</a>. and their concept is wonderful! Stay tuned for more updates......<br /><br />Now - this country is in it's infancy stage and not public (obviously) but there are so many opportunities for them as well as growth for our next generation. I walked out of there feeling very good about the morning and the possibilities for these women in this <a href="http://www.littlebridgesinc.com/">business venture</a>. <br /><br />Meanwhile back at home.... I have cleaned out and cleaned up my scrap booking nook/office. I have made a few cards (and need to make more) and hope to attend a "scrap booking night" soon. But in the meantime I am immersed in my new job, LOVING IT and all it's possibilities, but overwhelmed. My creative flow is tapped when I get home. So what do I do - sit and KNIT! I can't seem to stay focused on this either - but it's mindless and allows me evenings cuddled with my girls. Rowan has taken up the hobby and is quite good with the two bamboo sticks. She is working on a scarf - and is so good at it I might even wear it (in public).<br /><br />I had a friend over the other day that wants to scrap book - so look out... layouts to come (and how many times have I been saying that in the last six months?)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-8527021319938990403?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-21298226619725942892007-01-12T08:04:00.000-08:002007-01-12T08:11:40.001-08:00Gadgets and toys<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I now have <a href="http://www.discoverblackberry.com/devices/device-detail.jsp?navId=H0,C63,P101">THIS</a> and <a href="http://1154lill.com/lisanet/layout.aspx?bagnbr=117">this </a>so that I can<br />look the part<br />AND<br />make better use of my time<br />for..........</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">THIS!!!!!<br /><br />**************************<br /></span></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:24;" >Congratulations On Your Promotion !!<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></b> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" >It is my pleasure to announce Bonnie Mobley, RN, BSN has accepted the position of Trauma Coordinator in the Emergency Department.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" >Bonnie has been a nurse for over 8 years, the last 2 at Children’s Memorial in the Emergency Department. I am confident Bonnie will be a tremendous asset to the Trauma Program. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p> **************************</o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><br /><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p>Does this mean more scrapbooking and knitting time?</o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p>I DO KNOW IT MEANS MORE FAMILY TIME!!!!!!!</o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p><span style="font-style: italic;">(as well as a career boost!!!!!)</span></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><br /><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Now clothes..........</span></span></o:p></span><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><br /><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:16;" ><o:p><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></o:p></span></b></p> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-2129822661972594289?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13152032.post-23327113603648340262007-01-05T05:51:00.000-08:002007-01-05T06:00:12.310-08:00Developmental MilestonesWe all know them..... <br /><ul><li>first time your baby rolls over</li><li>smiles, crawls, walks</li><li>sleeps through the night.... </li></ul><br />Those we cheer and capture on film for the scrapbook, blog about and call all the relatives to notify them of what latest and greatest feat your child has accomplished....<br /><br />Then you move on into the bigger milestones of growing up like....<br /><br /><ul><li>completely through the night potty trained</li><li>losing a first tooth</li><li>first day of school</li><li>learning to ride the bike without training wheels...... </li><li>first play date</li><li>first sleep over (where you didn't have to go get them at 11 o'clock at nite)<br /></li></ul>These you still cheer, maybe capture on film, definitely blog about.....<br /><br />BUT you start to lament them as well. They are bitter sweet. "oh look how grown up she is....." and inside your heart is tearing apart because SHE IS GROWING UP!<br /><br />Last night my baby girl.....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RZ5YBPKwbBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1dZwGUUtuBE/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5HWsNcYv-E/RZ5YBPKwbBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1dZwGUUtuBE/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016543813212072978" border="0" /></a>said to me "mom, I am so done with baths. I am all about showers." (now lets just dismiss the fact that she takes 45 minute long showers and leaves no hot water for anyone else in Chicago) I had to pause. Nat has been taking showers for a while now (and I still remember not too long ago her having to be talked into a quick shower as opposed to a long bath) but when she came to me with that statement as my littlest girl is splish splashing in the tub for her bath - I lamented.<br /><br />They grow up sooooooooo fast.<br /><br />I fear the bra, tampon talk and (GASP) dating game is not too far around the corner.........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13152032-2332711360364834026?l=justfivemoreminutes.blogspot.com'/></div>Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12770811980956753360noreply@blogger.com0