<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325</id><updated>2012-01-28T21:39:49.974-06:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Husband'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Sissy'/><category term='Show Us Your Life'/><category term='Feline Children'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='Wednesdays'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Blogs I Adore'/><category term='Family'/><category term='vacations'/><category term='Pillow Covers'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='For the Love of Beauty Products'/><category term='Gigantic Cat'/><category term='The Weather'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='The Snowy North'/><category term='Blonde Boy'/><category term='The Guinea Pig'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Random Chattering'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='The Big Move'/><category term='My Mom'/><category term='Fabulous Fridays'/><category term='Raising Girls'/><category term='Girlfriends'/><category term='Baby Names'/><category term='Projects'/><category term='Charitable Causes'/><category term='Kentucky'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Makeup'/><category term='Furniture Refurbs'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Kiddos'/><category term='Sicknesses'/><category term='Saving Money'/><category term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>amanda's adorables</title><subtitle type='html'>an adorable life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4894381402844568953</id><published>2011-12-16T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T23:50:29.439-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;OH MY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I have been doing some Christmas shopping.&amp;nbsp; And it has gone surprisingly well as far as crowd control and traffic and the like.&amp;nbsp; But I have a bunch of observations and random thoughts&amp;nbsp;to share:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;*If you have a daughter and she is over the age of 5, wait, scratch that.&amp;nbsp; If&amp;nbsp;you have a daughter&amp;nbsp;over the age of 5 months, you will find the most skanktralicious clothing available in her size.&amp;nbsp; And her size only.&amp;nbsp; Or at least her age range.&amp;nbsp; This is awesome because I have totally been looking for matching&amp;nbsp;hooking outfits for my daughters.&amp;nbsp; Who are 6 and 12.&amp;nbsp; They are going to look very hawt while celebrating the birth of our Savior.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; I will be taking to the online boutique shopping once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;*I was getting a little upset about all the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;want, want, want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; around here so one day while I was at the tanning salon, I noticed a bin for the the Toys for Tots program and I decided it would be the perfect program for all of us to particpate in.&amp;nbsp; I don't tan a ton, but a Mama needs her 20 minutes of quiet time every once in a while.&amp;nbsp; Anywho.&amp;nbsp; While at the fakey bakey palace, I saw that the particular program was called Toys for TANS.&amp;nbsp; See, if you go ahead and donate a toy, you get a nice little upgrade and/or a few free tans with your donation.&amp;nbsp; Ah.&amp;nbsp; Quite the win-win for all of us.&amp;nbsp; So, I was truly proud of my children when they spent their own money to purchase toys for children in need (above and beyond the minimum $ amount I'd set for them) so they could make sure a small child in this county could have a toy this Christmas.&amp;nbsp; And also so Mama could go in the level three tanning bed with the extra seven face tanners.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;*While walking through the JCPenney (a store great for coupons, but an avid&amp;nbsp;purveyor of little girls' prostitot clothing), I hear a guy talking REALLY loudly on his cell phone.&amp;nbsp; Here's how the convo went:&amp;nbsp; "....well, yeah man, I mean, I ain't goin' down to the district attorney's office and turning myself in and payin' all that back child support when I don't even know that's my kid or nothin'."&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; You decided to have this conversation THIS loudly in the middle of the Jacques Pennay? And you think that the child support office will actively stalk you if they are NOT SURE you are the&amp;nbsp;biological father of said child?&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; Merry Christmas to him and the child that may or may not be his.&amp;nbsp; Probably he should call Maury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;*Not at all a part of my Christmas shopping experience, but sort of a little bit,&amp;nbsp;since I grabbed my newspaper this morning to snap up a coupon before heading out to shop.&amp;nbsp; Headlines! Headlines!&amp;nbsp;Headlines screaming that a local chicken farmer has been raided and busted for raising chickens for cockfighting!&amp;nbsp; His response to all charges:&amp;nbsp; "Well, all you're doin', by cockfighting, is mistreatin' your own supper."&amp;nbsp; Um, well, I guess if you are going to put it in those terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ahhhh, the holiday season.&amp;nbsp; Always a bundle of fun.&amp;nbsp; And what's really most important?&amp;nbsp; And what is most important&amp;nbsp;every single day?&amp;nbsp; This is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who[a] have been called according to his purpose.~ Romans 8:28&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Because heavens-to-Betsy, we might not understand it all.&amp;nbsp; But He does.&amp;nbsp; And that we can be sure of.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Boy, I think I missed blogging.&amp;nbsp; Especially when funny stuff happens that I just have to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4894381402844568953?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4894381402844568953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-shopping.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4894381402844568953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4894381402844568953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8257433824332429993</id><published>2011-08-08T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:35:29.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>Flies Puke</title><content type='html'>Littlest Girl:&amp;nbsp; (after setting her drink down)&amp;nbsp; Oh gross!&amp;nbsp; There is a bug in my water.&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; Did you swallow it?&lt;br /&gt;Littlest Girl:&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp;But, what if the bug peed in it?&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; Well, you are probably fine.&amp;nbsp; Bugs probably don't pee.&lt;br /&gt;Littlest Girl:&amp;nbsp; Well my friend Kate told me every time a bug lands on something,&amp;nbsp;it throws up.&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; I don't know about all bugs.&amp;nbsp; I think that's true only for house flies.&amp;nbsp; They land on stuff and then throw up a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Littlest Girl:&amp;nbsp; Oh....no.&amp;nbsp; (Makes profuse gagging noises.)&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; What?&lt;br /&gt;Littlest Girl:&amp;nbsp; Well, Kate told me that part about the flies &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AFTER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'd eaten my sandwich and one had landed on it.&amp;nbsp; I have actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EATEN FLY BARF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrGo3Qd-IJk/TkAeWrsKSxI/AAAAAAAABBw/2_uHIZPugkI/s1600/June+2010+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrGo3Qd-IJk/TkAeWrsKSxI/AAAAAAAABBw/2_uHIZPugkI/s320/June+2010+041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8257433824332429993?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8257433824332429993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/08/flies-puke.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8257433824332429993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8257433824332429993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/08/flies-puke.html' title='Flies Puke'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrGo3Qd-IJk/TkAeWrsKSxI/AAAAAAAABBw/2_uHIZPugkI/s72-c/June+2010+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8741219513449738980</id><published>2011-08-03T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:57:07.422-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feline Children'/><title type='text'>Feline Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtDnVDE7WHo/Tjm1TqSwcKI/AAAAAAAABBs/pH2K6_j6NoA/s1600/888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtDnVDE7WHo/Tjm1TqSwcKI/AAAAAAAABBs/pH2K6_j6NoA/s400/888.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I seriously found our little cat like this the other day.&amp;nbsp; Like life was just too much and she was done.&amp;nbsp; Face planted, face down between the paws, given up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I can totally imagine where getting fed on demand at any hour of the day, getting to sleep for 16-18 hours of any day and watching the lovely nature pass by your window as you lounge within your air-conditioned home could be verrrrrrrry depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8741219513449738980?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8741219513449738980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/08/feline-depression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8741219513449738980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8741219513449738980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/08/feline-depression.html' title='Feline Depression'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtDnVDE7WHo/Tjm1TqSwcKI/AAAAAAAABBs/pH2K6_j6NoA/s72-c/888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5881502327859473989</id><published>2011-08-02T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:35:42.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>Island Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We live 30 short minutes from an island.&amp;nbsp; Sounds preeeeetty swanky, right? Really tropical and extravagant, right?&amp;nbsp; Images of Hawaii come to mind?&amp;nbsp; tee hee.&amp;nbsp; Not quite so fabulous.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;we still love and appreciate it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iErqOi8adj0/TjixmaAXvTI/AAAAAAAABAM/WzymoStl_TU/s1600/IMAG0262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iErqOi8adj0/TjixmaAXvTI/AAAAAAAABAM/WzymoStl_TU/s320/IMAG0262.jpg" t$="true" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I mean, really?&amp;nbsp; Who wouldn't the giant mer-man shrimp thingee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We've had a lot of fun memories this summer on the island.&amp;nbsp; And even though it's not Barbados, with my family with me and my kids making me laugh, it couldn't be more fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53iT2zqimTI/TjiyX7mukLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/P1qRLPEF4x8/s1600/IMAG0248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53iT2zqimTI/TjiyX7mukLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/P1qRLPEF4x8/s400/IMAG0248.jpg" t$="true" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SN-NmWLSI0M/TjiycNH1cGI/AAAAAAAABAU/wuqj8Kb0W9A/s1600/IMAG024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5881502327859473989?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5881502327859473989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/08/island-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5881502327859473989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5881502327859473989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/08/island-fun.html' title='Island Fun'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iErqOi8adj0/TjixmaAXvTI/AAAAAAAABAM/WzymoStl_TU/s72-c/IMAG0262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5273215610498459464</id><published>2011-07-28T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:37:41.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde Boy'/><title type='text'>Pictures of the Kindest Big Brother Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Is worth a thousand words, right?&amp;nbsp; Well, I seem to be having some sort of "writer's block" -not that I am much of a writer to begin with.&amp;nbsp; A chatter-er?&amp;nbsp; Yes.&amp;nbsp; I can sit and chat with a good friend for hours. But somehow putting all that chatter into some paragraphs makes things all difficult.&amp;nbsp; BUT - one of my most favorite and fabulous and amazing bloggers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.littlemissmomma.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Little Miss Momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;just wrote a post about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.littlemissmomma.com/2011/07/overcoming-writers-block-and-getting.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;writer's block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She's awesome.&amp;nbsp; And she totally inspired me with her ideas.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to her.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I loved the suggestion of perusing recent photos and letting ideas sort of pop up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As I was going through photos from recent summer outings and trips, I came across several absolutely hilarious photos of Blonde Boy.&amp;nbsp; He's my almost 15-year-old stepson.&amp;nbsp; He lives full-time with us and I've had the pleasure of being his mom since he was just a wee tyke of 4 years old.&amp;nbsp; Let me just tell you, Blonde Boy was like the CUTEST.LITTLE.BOY.EVER.&amp;nbsp; But he was also DENNIS THE MENACE.&amp;nbsp; Oh, was BB naughty.&amp;nbsp; Anything he could get into, he would. Writing on the walls with a Sharpie?&amp;nbsp; Check.&amp;nbsp; Painting the garage floor? Check.&amp;nbsp; And on and on.&amp;nbsp; And he was a dirt magnet.&amp;nbsp; I'd have him dressed in the cutest little outfit and within 3 minutes, he'd be coated in mud, chocolate, some Kool-Aid and other unknown substances.&amp;nbsp; There wouldn't even be chocolate or Kool-Aid in the house, but somehow it wound up all over the boy.&amp;nbsp; You know, the good stains you can't get out?&amp;nbsp; I digress.&amp;nbsp; He's grown into an amazing young man. (Albeit still a spiller, though.)&amp;nbsp; He's a super tennis player and an absolutely amazing brother.&amp;nbsp; Every morning, he makes Littlest Girl her breakfast and eats with her.&amp;nbsp; I do not ask him to do this.&amp;nbsp; Nor does Littlest Girl.&amp;nbsp; He just asks if she'd like breakfast and what he can get for her.&amp;nbsp; The same at lunchtime and snacktime.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe that God has blessed us so richly&amp;nbsp;with this amazing kid.&amp;nbsp; Blonde Boy has such compassion for others and such care and love for his fellow human beings and always has.&amp;nbsp; Since he was young, he was acutely aware of others' feelings and what others needed.&amp;nbsp;During elementary school, he was always placed in classrooms with special needs children because he&amp;nbsp;seemed acutely aware of how&amp;nbsp;blessed he was to learn from others who had different needs from him.&amp;nbsp;He was five years old when we lost our precious angel baby at birth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One day shortly thereafter, he told me that because she had surely become&amp;nbsp;one of the Lord's&amp;nbsp;angels with wings, she'd always be watching over all of our family.&amp;nbsp; And her wings could also help her double as a tooth fairy and fly into the windows at night when one of our children had lost a tooth.&amp;nbsp; He has a strong faith in God and a strong will to do good for others and for that I am so proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He's also HIGHLARIOUS.&amp;nbsp; He has a crazy and fun personality and I hope someday he'll do work that allows him to reach a ton of people because when you have this kind of charisma, it should be shared with all!&amp;nbsp; If not, he's always got his modeling career to fall back on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5FdObq-5rA/TjFyLUWMrqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lxzu5gfE_YE/s1600/55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5FdObq-5rA/TjFyLUWMrqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lxzu5gfE_YE/s320/55.jpg" t$="true" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T8Ibn171fm0/TjFyU16uRsI/AAAAAAAAA_s/LTogZcK3zQY/s1600/IMAG0349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T8Ibn171fm0/TjFyU16uRsI/AAAAAAAAA_s/LTogZcK3zQY/s320/IMAG0349.jpg" t$="true" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-eYdwoGexA/TjFyYsCPbmI/AAAAAAAAA_w/FVlrXMkkHOo/s1600/IMAG0390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-eYdwoGexA/TjFyYsCPbmI/AAAAAAAAA_w/FVlrXMkkHOo/s320/IMAG0390.jpg" t$="true" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And these are only a teensy little sampling of the boy's modeling talent.&amp;nbsp; hehe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Thanks for letting me gush about my boy.&amp;nbsp; He rocks.&amp;nbsp; And now I've got to go so I can run him to tennis camp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5273215610498459464?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5273215610498459464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/07/pictures-of-kindest-big-brother-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5273215610498459464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5273215610498459464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/07/pictures-of-kindest-big-brother-ever.html' title='Pictures of the Kindest Big Brother Ever'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5FdObq-5rA/TjFyLUWMrqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lxzu5gfE_YE/s72-c/55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2837825111489253880</id><published>2011-07-21T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T19:51:16.686-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>Hi there.&amp;nbsp; Well, aren't I super awesome at keeping my little New Year's Resolution to go all blog crazy and post something like every single day?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, SUPER awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are like a million times a day when one of my kids does something totally hilarious and I think "I should totally blog that" and then I get on the computer in the evening and get all wrapped up in other stuff like stalking everyone else's blog.&amp;nbsp; There are just too many fun things to read and projects for me to put in my little d&lt;em&gt;ecorating-and-crafting&lt;/em&gt; folder on my computer.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; I know.&amp;nbsp; There's Pinterest and I really need to go to it and "pin" all the ideas, which would be a way more creative way to display them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has been busy.&amp;nbsp; And fun.&amp;nbsp; And I have tons to share.&amp;nbsp;And maybe my huge audience of 1-2 readers will adore seeing some posts and pics of my totally awesome kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Because I really can't get enough of the beach.&amp;nbsp; Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DSmnaTyC3h0/TYpDyIc-r6I/AAAAAAAAA2o/bqXnlg2ytQs/s1600/100_6945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DSmnaTyC3h0/TYpDyIc-r6I/AAAAAAAAA2o/bqXnlg2ytQs/s400/100_6945.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6249652928814556433?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6249652928814556433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/03/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6249652928814556433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6249652928814556433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/03/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DSmnaTyC3h0/TYpDyIc-r6I/AAAAAAAAA2o/bqXnlg2ytQs/s72-c/100_6945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8602580990564793542</id><published>2011-03-16T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:22:58.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday.  Back to the beach......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fI0YqddNUBA/TYDHcl24LOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/oUaqpKd0-Lg/s1600/100_6926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fI0YqddNUBA/TYDHcl24LOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/oUaqpKd0-Lg/s400/100_6926.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-APc9ePOhGx0/TYDHeRtAPXI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Q5peW2AKKe8/s1600/100_6929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-APc9ePOhGx0/TYDHeRtAPXI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Q5peW2AKKe8/s400/100_6929.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WLSJ5UvoA2Y/TYDHiCfbM7I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/TGRuVMZedQg/s1600/100_6924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WLSJ5UvoA2Y/TYDHiCfbM7I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/TGRuVMZedQg/s400/100_6924.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VGMtAT0jb_I/TYDHkb4NDUI/AAAAAAAAA2c/HeympaWhPBc/s1600/100_6935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VGMtAT0jb_I/TYDHkb4NDUI/AAAAAAAAA2c/HeympaWhPBc/s400/100_6935.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8602580990564793542?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8602580990564793542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/03/wordless-wednesday-back-to-beach.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8602580990564793542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8602580990564793542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/03/wordless-wednesday-back-to-beach.html' title='Wordless Wednesday.  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I did NOT sand it.&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; The primer promises that it will cover even unsanded surfaces so I just took a shot and primed (Zinnsser Bullseye 123) without sanding.&amp;nbsp; Rebel.&amp;nbsp; I am a total rebel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I then put a coat of $5 oops paint.&amp;nbsp; It's a gray/blue.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEFKNFQtPW0/TWb2bytOlTI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/9dWb6CXOp_I/s1600/100_6859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEFKNFQtPW0/TWb2bytOlTI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/9dWb6CXOp_I/s400/100_6859.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I ran the mouse sander all around the edges and then wiped down with a dry towel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I then used the stain/water mix I mentioned in my chair post - 2 parts water, 1 part Minwax walnut stain and sloshed it on with a throwaway brush and wiped it off quickly with an old tee.&amp;nbsp; Coated it with polycrylic sealer, and then turned to the chairs.&amp;nbsp; One of them I found for $4 at GW and the other three I found ON.THE.CURB.&amp;nbsp; I always see other people&amp;nbsp;post totally&amp;nbsp;awesome curb finds and I&amp;nbsp; think "Oh how I wish I could find&amp;nbsp;me some sweet&amp;nbsp;curb furniture."&amp;nbsp; Duh.&amp;nbsp; I have.&amp;nbsp; Because anything can be painted and fixed up.&amp;nbsp; As long as it's not fallin' apart, it can be fixed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HHLGpvfgQQ/TWb3abNYE0I/AAAAAAAAA1U/S3Q0zw3SfGQ/s1600/100_6857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HHLGpvfgQQ/TWb3abNYE0I/AAAAAAAAA1U/S3Q0zw3SfGQ/s400/100_6857.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sprayed 'em down with a coat of satin espresso spray paint and then ran the mouse sander over the edges where they'd be "worn" after time.&amp;nbsp; OH! And once again my rebel self didn't prime these.&amp;nbsp; I know, I know.&amp;nbsp; They'll probably peel at some point....but again, these were free and I am hoping to replace them&amp;nbsp;when I find a good set of chairs I can refurb that will have fabric cushions.&amp;nbsp; So for right now, I did these with $7 worth o' spray paint and a little mouse sander action....and no primer.&amp;nbsp; Rebel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the after:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm2UzX4eo70/TWb48rQoMdI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/CBR-um-EAu0/s1600/blogpicBESTtable.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm2UzX4eo70/TWb48rQoMdI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/CBR-um-EAu0/s400/blogpicBESTtable.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy29cfvnSJM/TWb4_B_oVBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/jJctMHRsYTw/s1600/blogpic4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy29cfvnSJM/TWb4_B_oVBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/jJctMHRsYTw/s400/blogpic4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjUu_JUloZA/TWb5BBz1JtI/AAAAAAAAA1g/MZckj-_chVc/s1600/blogpic5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjUu_JUloZA/TWb5BBz1JtI/AAAAAAAAA1g/MZckj-_chVc/s400/blogpic5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't have the most fabulous camera so it's hard to see the "distressing" very well, but here are some closeups:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ixOL4JAjcyY/TWb6GdjE5TI/AAAAAAAAA1k/BkrLmtwenfw/s1600/100_6865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ixOL4JAjcyY/TWb6GdjE5TI/AAAAAAAAA1k/BkrLmtwenfw/s400/100_6865.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNQYiZnkW58/TWb6IMPn-VI/AAAAAAAAA1o/V8pVGTb6Bvo/s1600/100_6867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNQYiZnkW58/TWb6IMPn-VI/AAAAAAAAA1o/V8pVGTb6Bvo/s400/100_6867.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LfewtrbFuQ4/TWb6Jzk78sI/AAAAAAAAA1s/BRF3ZderMbc/s1600/100_6866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LfewtrbFuQ4/TWb6Jzk78sI/AAAAAAAAA1s/BRF3ZderMbc/s400/100_6866.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not absolutely perfect, but I love it for the price, which was almost free.&amp;nbsp; Which is awesome.&amp;nbsp; And I love the colors and how they went together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited to add that I am linking up with:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://tatertotsandjello.blogspot.com/2011/03/weekend-wrap-party-and-little-birdie.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FOivM+%28Tatertots+and+Jello%29"&gt;Tatertots &amp;amp; Jello Weekend Wrap Party&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8854540158892771391?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8854540158892771391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-refurb-eatin-table-chairs.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8854540158892771391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8854540158892771391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-refurb-eatin-table-chairs.html' title='Another Refurb - Eatin&apos; Table &amp; Chairs'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0eUoMf5bJ8/TWb17o8WUUI/AAAAAAAAA1M/AKGLZBsZOFE/s72-c/100_6764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6964308238147347355</id><published>2011-02-24T17:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T18:13:45.215-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Furniture Refurbs'/><title type='text'>Old Furniture Refurb - Dining Chair</title><content type='html'>So, like much of the rest of the awesome bloggy world, I&amp;nbsp;am trying my hand at refurbing old furniture.&amp;nbsp; It is A) supa dupa economical and B) really FUN TO DO!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of my most recent projects - and I love how it turned out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's an extra dining chair for our kitchen and when not in use for dining purposes, we use it as a catch-all by our back door (meaning it's a resting spot for my husband's computer bag). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the before - $5.99 at the GW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePsL0TUEjv0/TWbsDqV_5bI/AAAAAAAAA00/QFF4Lj_Psqg/s1600/100_6757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePsL0TUEjv0/TWbsDqV_5bI/AAAAAAAAA00/QFF4Lj_Psqg/s400/100_6757.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A light sanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HFxYqz-Phu4/TWbsFi2dByI/AAAAAAAAA04/tC02CJpNbn8/s1600/100_6761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HFxYqz-Phu4/TWbsFi2dByI/AAAAAAAAA04/tC02CJpNbn8/s320/100_6761.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coated it with one coat of Zinsser Bullseye 123 Primer.&amp;nbsp; I've seen this one used by lots of other bloggers who refurb old furniture and it works super well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMDa3S3XDxk/TWbsJoZMFLI/AAAAAAAAA08/QhndqM_MoPU/s1600/100_6763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMDa3S3XDxk/TWbsJoZMFLI/AAAAAAAAA08/QhndqM_MoPU/s400/100_6763.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I let the primer dry unintentionally for like 8 days because we then had a slew of cold weather.&amp;nbsp; Soooooo.....I was so excited once it got warm again.&amp;nbsp; I put on a coat of $5 oops paint and let that dry for a couple of hours and then ran my little mouse sander lightly over the areas where it might have wear and tear in order to "distress" it.&amp;nbsp; I wiped that down with a dry towel and then mixed water and Minwax walnut wood stain - one part Minwax, 2 parts water.&amp;nbsp; (You should really use some kind of nice clear glaze, but I totally didn't have any and I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; totally have some water so I used that.)&amp;nbsp; I swiped on the walnut stain mixture with a throwaway brush and then quickly wiped off with an old tee.&amp;nbsp; Recovered the cushion and VOILA! I love it.&amp;nbsp; I am actually probably going to change the fabric on the seat, not because I don't love it.&amp;nbsp; Because I really do love it&amp;nbsp;and I really &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;the fabric&amp;nbsp;to match the rest of my decor, but it sadly doesn't.&amp;nbsp; Regardless, I think it turned out super cute for a $6 GW chair.&amp;nbsp; All the materials like the paint, stain, sandpaper, etc. will be and have been used for many projects so I don't necessarily count in those costs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here's the AFTER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXHjQ8TY11E/TWbwUbXocHI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QpDklfrCWwE/s1600/blogpic2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXHjQ8TY11E/TWbwUbXocHI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QpDklfrCWwE/s400/blogpic2.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQTclpT3qHg/TWbwXJw6bZI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Vhs02QqjTpU/s1600/blogpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQTclpT3qHg/TWbwXJw6bZI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Vhs02QqjTpU/s400/blogpic.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOju-4Q_Jsk/TWbwYeycHSI/AAAAAAAAA1I/U2xlmLn720Y/s1600/blogpic3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOju-4Q_Jsk/TWbwYeycHSI/AAAAAAAAA1I/U2xlmLn720Y/s400/blogpic3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our dining table &amp;amp; chairs are soon to be revealed, too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edited to add:&amp;nbsp; I did coat this in the end with a polycrylic sealer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6964308238147347355?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6964308238147347355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/02/old-furniture-refurb-dining-chair.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6964308238147347355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6964308238147347355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/02/old-furniture-refurb-dining-chair.html' title='Old Furniture Refurb - Dining Chair'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePsL0TUEjv0/TWbsDqV_5bI/AAAAAAAAA00/QFF4Lj_Psqg/s72-c/100_6757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-7997247801191533160</id><published>2011-01-28T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:23:53.463-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sicknesses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>The Plague</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;OH MY SICKNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The Plague from Hades descended on this house last Friday.&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl woke up about 6:20, asked me if it was time for school and then began retching.&amp;nbsp; And the poor little thing didn't stop.&amp;nbsp; Like I am not kidding didn't stop.&amp;nbsp; She had a few 2-3 minute breaks in like a 5 hour span of time until her pediatrician blessed us with a lovely anti-nausea drug that put LG into a coma of sorts, but at least she wasn't heaving anymore.&amp;nbsp; Add to that a sweet fever of 102.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome.&amp;nbsp; And it lasted FIVE FULL DAYS.&amp;nbsp; Every time we thought she was getting the slightest bit better, fever would return.&amp;nbsp; We've had the flu shot.&amp;nbsp; Apparently the flu shot was no match for this flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I got it and it manifested itself in a creatively sinus way because that's where any malady that affects me manifests itself.&amp;nbsp; My sinuses love to be horribly evil to me.&amp;nbsp; Good times.&amp;nbsp; The Husband even got it.&amp;nbsp; And he NEVER gets anything.&amp;nbsp; EVER.&amp;nbsp; But he was in some seriously rough shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Even the cats felt bad for us.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TUNOJeIhAWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/IunviJHd_GU/s1600/100_6742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TUNOJeIhAWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/IunviJHd_GU/s400/100_6742.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poor little child trying to be a fan during the NFC Championship game.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TUNOQKbLXWI/AAAAAAAAA0s/8UPzPxeCqDg/s1600/100_6745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TUNOQKbLXWI/AAAAAAAAA0s/8UPzPxeCqDg/s400/100_6745.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I've never been the most regular o' bloggers, but this plague put us down hardcore.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank God we're feeling some relief around here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-7997247801191533160?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7997247801191533160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/plague.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/7997247801191533160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/7997247801191533160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/plague.html' title='The Plague'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TUNOJeIhAWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/IunviJHd_GU/s72-c/100_6742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-1366935845276544165</id><published>2011-01-19T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T09:48:22.308-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>And We Have a New Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Blonde Boy wanted a lizard.&amp;nbsp; I am fine with this because I think lizards are super cute.&amp;nbsp; Well, little ones are.&amp;nbsp; Take the legs off a lizard and make it a snake and I am fainting.&amp;nbsp; But a lizard is okay.&amp;nbsp; Let me introduce Tommy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTcGFvyZu7I/AAAAAAAAA0g/2YFi_SwRuBM/s1600/100_6717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTcGFvyZu7I/AAAAAAAAA0g/2YFi_SwRuBM/s400/100_6717.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He's a baby lizard, so he'll get bigger apparently.&amp;nbsp; How much bigger I am not sure, but I am&amp;nbsp;hoping we aren't talking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monitor_lizard"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;monitor lizard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;size. He has a cage and habitat that Blonde Boy works hard to maintain and all of this was paid for by Blonde Boy with his Christmas money.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I like Tommy.&amp;nbsp; He's cute and at least today, he's totally entertaining Blonde Boy and Littlest Girl.&amp;nbsp; When they leave the room, they put on Tom-Cam via BB's Ipod&amp;nbsp;so they can watch what he did while they were gone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Now, Tommy is a cute name, but no one knows if Tommy is really a Tommy or actually a Tammy.&amp;nbsp; And I am just going to share with you here that my family has a loooooooooooooong history of getting this wrong.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Example number one:&amp;nbsp; When I was in seventh grade, my dad got&amp;nbsp;a cat for my sister and me from a rescue shelter.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, he never really bothered to check on the gender of said rescued cat.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe he was even misled and told that said cat was female.&amp;nbsp; It was not until&amp;nbsp; when an&amp;nbsp;little spat between our cat and another animal&amp;nbsp;required a&amp;nbsp;trip to the eergency vet many years later that said cat's gender was revealed.&amp;nbsp; And by many years, I mean to tell you&amp;nbsp;that I was a SENIOR IN COLLEGE when we found out the cat was a BOY.&amp;nbsp; Now, let me&amp;nbsp;just make sure it's known that we had been taking this cat&amp;nbsp;yearly to the vet.&amp;nbsp;Apparently, gender just never came up.&amp;nbsp; Well, at least the old boy spent his golden years being referred to in the proper manner.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, said cat had an androgynous name.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Example number two:&amp;nbsp; My dad and his wife had this really neat African Grey Parrot named Caesar.&amp;nbsp; They used to call him Mr. C for short and they just loved their sweet boy!&amp;nbsp; Until about 10 years into owning Mr. C, when HE laid an egg.&amp;nbsp; They added an 'ette' onto the end of Caesar's name.&amp;nbsp; Caesarette. Cute, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Example number three:&amp;nbsp; Insane Cat.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We came across Insane Cat in our backyard when he was just a teeny abandoned kitten and took him in.&amp;nbsp; And we really seriously thought he was&amp;nbsp;a girl.&amp;nbsp; And I named him Esthe.r.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I really loved that name and well, I really thought he was a girl.&amp;nbsp; When he went to the vet a couple of weeks later, the vet said Esth.er was a Chester, but we really had already been calling him Esthe.r for like 2 weeks and shoot, well, that was his name.&amp;nbsp; So that is why we have a male cat named Esth.er.&amp;nbsp; This is him.&amp;nbsp; Totally a dude.&amp;nbsp; With a girl's name.&amp;nbsp; No wonder he is incredibly insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTcGoT5-nCI/AAAAAAAAA0k/CZZ7IzJ64T8/s1600/100_6606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTcGoT5-nCI/AAAAAAAAA0k/CZZ7IzJ64T8/s320/100_6606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Example number four:&amp;nbsp; My dad recently took in this cute little cat.&amp;nbsp; A darling, sweet girl.&amp;nbsp; Well, actually, after&amp;nbsp; a few weeks and a trip to the vet, she's really a boy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When one of my friends (who has been a friend since childhood, hence knows all of these pet gender stories) heard about this most recent pet gender debacle, she mentioned that my sister and I should feel really lucky that we were not named Ralph and Jim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Truer words could not have been spoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-1366935845276544165?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1366935845276544165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-we-have-new-pet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1366935845276544165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1366935845276544165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-we-have-new-pet.html' title='And We Have a New Pet'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTcGFvyZu7I/AAAAAAAAA0g/2YFi_SwRuBM/s72-c/100_6717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6476784086405090090</id><published>2011-01-16T17:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T17:44:09.901-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde Boy'/><title type='text'>A Very Proud (And Very NOT Wicked) Stepmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Blonde Boy rejoined our home 2 weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; He started school over a week and a half ago.&amp;nbsp; He had such a great attitude and was excited and happy.&amp;nbsp; I was nervous for him.&amp;nbsp; It was like I was sending the boy to Kindergarten all over again.&amp;nbsp; What if he didn't fit in?&amp;nbsp; What if he didn't like the school?&amp;nbsp; What if no one sat with him at lunch?&amp;nbsp; Oh, the worries were endless.&amp;nbsp; (I am REALLY good at worrying.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But of course I should not have been nervous.&amp;nbsp; Because the boy fit right in and made friends immediately and will even be joining the basketball team for the tail end of the season.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He is happy.&amp;nbsp; And well-adjusted.&amp;nbsp; He is an amazing kid. He has always been a caring soul&amp;nbsp;and has the kind of compassion for others that&amp;nbsp;is rarely seen, even in adults.&amp;nbsp; He is 14 and he's not perfect by any means, but he is the best 14-year-old I could ask for.&amp;nbsp; And I am very, very proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTOCWZ6KPuI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Pb0_KmDkirw/s1600/100_6679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTOCWZ6KPuI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Pb0_KmDkirw/s400/100_6679.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He even humored me when I took this pic on his first day.&amp;nbsp; He's mildly disappointed in the dress code enforcement....but adds his own personal touch with his wildy colored sneakers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6476784086405090090?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6476784086405090090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/very-proud-and-very-not-wicked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6476784086405090090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6476784086405090090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/very-proud-and-very-not-wicked.html' title='A Very Proud (And Very NOT Wicked) Stepmother'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TTOCWZ6KPuI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Pb0_KmDkirw/s72-c/100_6679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-1302387850768874410</id><published>2011-01-12T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T10:58:14.775-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>I love.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;....how a chair for six bucks from GW, a can of $1 oops paint, a 79 cent brush and 20 minutes can create the cutest little chair for my sewing desk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;*Smile.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TS3dEL2v4wI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/cmpYXkaNM_s/s1600/100_6701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TS3dEL2v4wI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/cmpYXkaNM_s/s400/100_6701.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TS3dHX5Uj7I/AAAAAAAAA0U/XnpUB1Yeahw/s1600/100_6702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TS3dHX5Uj7I/AAAAAAAAA0U/XnpUB1Yeahw/s320/100_6702.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TS3dJ9_XbBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/1O3Ve6zcs8o/s1600/100_6703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TS3dJ9_XbBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/1O3Ve6zcs8o/s400/100_6703.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-1302387850768874410?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1302387850768874410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1302387850768874410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1302387850768874410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love.html' title='I love.....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TS3dEL2v4wI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/cmpYXkaNM_s/s72-c/100_6701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2975859724834505110</id><published>2011-01-10T09:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T09:45:25.873-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chattering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>OMG. MRI update.....</title><content type='html'>I totally saw the calf molesting MRI tech yesterday in the Krog.er and he didn't even blink.&amp;nbsp; Can you even get over that? I would think&amp;nbsp;you'd recognize someone whose calves you molested.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2975859724834505110?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2975859724834505110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg-mri-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2975859724834505110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2975859724834505110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg-mri-update.html' title='OMG. MRI update.....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5944280166612199205</id><published>2011-01-08T10:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:08:17.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chattering'/><title type='text'>Good Times in the MRI Tube</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So, I had an MRI this past week. Let me preface this&amp;nbsp; by saying I have NEVER felt claustrophobic in my life so I am not worried.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I have spent enough time in tanning beds to rival that Snooki girl, so I figure I am good on the claustrophobia part.&amp;nbsp; Well, when MRI&amp;nbsp;Tech Lady (who talks REALLY loudly, by the way - apparently she is only used to talking while MRI is in session)&amp;nbsp;slides me into MRI machine number one, I literally almost had a coronary episode. It was the tiniest tube ever.&amp;nbsp; Like putting me into a coffin made for a&amp;nbsp;small dog. &amp;nbsp;Soooooo, then the&amp;nbsp;Loud Female MRI Lady&amp;nbsp;tells me there is another machine with a larger radius, but I need to wait for that one and if I can't do that, I'll need sedation. So she sets me outside room #2 and tells me to wait.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, she brings in older man to tiny MRI tube since I've vacated. He rolls up (literally with his walker) and sees the machine and hits the brakes on his walker so hard, the wheels leave skid marks on the floor. He won't even entertain the idea of going in that teeny little tube. (Smart man.)&amp;nbsp;So the Loud MRI&amp;nbsp;Lady&amp;nbsp;brings out the nurse to discuss sedation. I am sitting there waiting for machine #2, so I hear the whole spiel. Which consists of the nurse trying to talk this dude into taking a pill that will make him all set to get in there. But all she's offering is ATI.VAN!? WHAT? That's like a maintenence med for some people. PUHLEEZE. So I am making motions behind this nurse's back trying to get the dude to tell her no&amp;nbsp;flippin' way. Then she starts telling him about an IV sedation, but makes it sound like no one on the planet EVER uses that type, and it's such a huge deal. I am giving it a HUGE&amp;nbsp;thumbs-up. I got called into room #2 before I ever saw what he went with, but I am praying it was the IV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So then I get taken into room #2 by Cocky MRI Tech Dude (we'll call him CMTD for short). CMTD tells me an MRI is really no big deal and he could have calmed me enough to get into machine #1, as he has the golden touch for getting people into the machine. Meanwhile, my heart is still straining to remain inside my body. But I am thinking inside my own head how I reallllllly want this MRI over and I WANT THE RESULTS so I know if I am DYING or not and if I need to come back for IV sedation (like I'd even entertain the whole Ativ.an idea - I mean, PUHLEEZE, I can take a shot of whiskey at home and it's free) I'll need&amp;nbsp;Husband for transportation. Well, I decide that since the radial area of this machine is, indeed, much larger, I am going to totally suck it up and do the damn MRI. And of course somewhere in this whole process, I realize the only thing I really need is my faith, since there is nothing God can't&amp;nbsp;handle for us.&amp;nbsp;So, of course CMTD thinks it's ALL HIM that's gotten me into this machine. Little does he know the real credit goes to the man upstairs, but as I am listening to CMTD&amp;nbsp;talk on and on, I am starting to realize he thinks of himself a little bit on the same level with the man upstairs. Whateva. But anyway, he slides me into the machine and he's like massaging my calves talking to me once I am in there like this is going to calm me down some more. At this point, my inside-my-head-praying turns to praying not for myself&amp;nbsp;and my possible brain issues, but more that CMTD will stop molesting my calves. Finally, CMTD leaves and MRI commences. All prayer time for me, except for when CMTD pops back into the room to inject me with some fluid. Good times. In any event, I survived the MRI.&amp;nbsp; Thanks be to GOD. (Not CMTD.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So, my doc calls me last night to give me that news that&amp;nbsp;I have NOTHING life-threatening, and a syndrome that occurs with a pituitary gland issue,&amp;nbsp;and lets me know that if my headaches are bad enough (um, yes, actually as of late they are like DEBILITATING), I need to go see a neurologist. Good times. Because of course you know&amp;nbsp;I haven't had enough cockiness over the last day or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Now, please let me make clear I am sooooo thankful that even though I have some suckwad headaches, I have&amp;nbsp;nothing life-threatening wrong with me.&amp;nbsp; And that I firmly believe that is due to our wonderful Lord.&amp;nbsp; But the story leading to that whole conclusion was a doozy, so I thought I'd share.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5944280166612199205?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5944280166612199205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-times-in-mri-tube.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5944280166612199205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5944280166612199205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-times-in-mri-tube.html' title='Good Times in the MRI Tube'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3363732497021219843</id><published>2011-01-06T21:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T21:05:10.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>2011 Home Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today I am linking up with the most fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/2011/01/2011-home-goals.html"&gt;Nester&lt;/a&gt; because she has created a little linky party showing off goals for the home in 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND BOY DO I NEED TO ORGANIZE MY THOUGHTS IN THIS DEPARTMENT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I will just go ahead and emphasize that in all caps, boldened and underlined.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We live in a rental house that I actually love.&amp;nbsp; It's the newest construction I've ever lived in.&amp;nbsp; It was built in 2003, which is like brand new to me because our old home was built by the dinosaurs.&amp;nbsp; The dinosaurs' grandparents, actually.&amp;nbsp; So, it's nice to have a home that's a little newer, as a lot of the living space is just more user friendly (laundry room in great spot, bedrooms laid out perfectly, bathrooms in the right spot, all the outlets work properly and there are TONS OF THEM.)&amp;nbsp; So, that user-friendliness of this home is fabulosity.&amp;nbsp; BUT - I have some goals.&amp;nbsp; A lot of them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;First floor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Forgive me, but I completely and totally did NOT clean up before taking the pic of the formal dining/living room.&amp;nbsp; This room is really hard to handle because we do not use it as a formal dining room and are turning it into basically a very large living area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Goals for this area include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-New sofa &amp;amp; loveseat for TV area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-use sofa from TV area for front area, where there will be a storage bench and ottomans for kids' toys and games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-small table in front area for kids to play games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Here are the blah before pics (I am hoping to come up with some fantabulous AFTER pics. Or at least I am praying that will happen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-ALSO! And this is huge.&amp;nbsp; And Nester mentioned it in her post and I was just thinking it the other day!&amp;nbsp; I need to make sure I am using more handmade goodies because right now, all the decor in this room is from Kirkland's.&amp;nbsp; And I love Kirkland's.&amp;nbsp; But I don't live there, and that's what it looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;TV area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSZ_CPLYWtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/QYcBtWxIbnc/s1600/blogpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSZ_CPLYWtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/QYcBtWxIbnc/s320/blogpic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This is looking to the front of the room, which would be a formal dining room, from the TV area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSZ_E_y4tFI/AAAAAAAAAz4/kD5-4Qw1hxQ/s1600/blogpic1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSZ_E_y4tFI/AAAAAAAAAz4/kD5-4Qw1hxQ/s320/blogpic1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;And on to my laundry room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSZ_j9yjMzI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Pr07Zng5Tzs/s1600/blogpic3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSZ_j9yjMzI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Pr07Zng5Tzs/s320/blogpic3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Blech.&amp;nbsp; Everything from the gross, bent tenement looking blinds to the horribly disorganized top shelf, it's a mess.&amp;nbsp; It needs a cute overhaul.&amp;nbsp; I have a confession.&amp;nbsp; I like laundry.&amp;nbsp; I do not mind it one bit. Maybe it has to do with the fresh smell of clean clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Goals in the laundry room include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-Organize top shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-replace gross rental blinds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-Organize hanging rod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My sewing/craft room is in our landing at the top of the stairs.&amp;nbsp; Needs something to perk it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My goal is just to cutely decorate this room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaAmPMqu0I/AAAAAAAAA0A/Tak5DsfrVLc/s1600/blogpic5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaAmPMqu0I/AAAAAAAAA0A/Tak5DsfrVLc/s320/blogpic5.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaAo9eaL3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/YlEiYdfIAaQ/s1600/blogpic4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaAo9eaL3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/YlEiYdfIAaQ/s400/blogpic4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Finally, our bedroom needs some serious work.&amp;nbsp; It is like .000009% done.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-new night tables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-2 new dressers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-desk (not shown) needs to be painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-wall vinyl above bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-master bath (not shown) needs decor - just a few accent pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaBNT5NIuI/AAAAAAAAA0I/GGELbsCAkBY/s1600/100_6693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaBNT5NIuI/AAAAAAAAA0I/GGELbsCAkBY/s320/100_6693.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Finally- I just had to add this pic.&amp;nbsp; Insane Cat was following me EVERYWHERE when I was taking these pics.&amp;nbsp; It was hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaBgeO_efI/AAAAAAAAA0M/IpxFPztgCHE/s1600/100_6696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSaBgeO_efI/AAAAAAAAA0M/IpxFPztgCHE/s400/100_6696.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I think he thought he was my photography assistant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Fingers crossed I can accomplish at least a few of these goals.&amp;nbsp; It's really fun for me to work on my house, and I haven't had a lot of time these past couple months to work on it as much as I'd have liked! Hopefully in the new year I will get some more time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3363732497021219843?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3363732497021219843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-home-goals.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3363732497021219843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3363732497021219843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-home-goals.html' title='2011 Home Goals'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSZ_CPLYWtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/QYcBtWxIbnc/s72-c/blogpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4637032199582544975</id><published>2011-01-05T08:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:59:55.521-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I love Wordless Wednesday as a theme because while I sometimes get a little wordy, it always takes me through my pics and I love to browse my favorites.&amp;nbsp; It's a happy activity, you know?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This is my fave pic ever&amp;nbsp;of my dad and his dog, Riley (who is the cutest dog ever to walk the face of this Earth).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSSHROJ6msI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gWwhmrraPBE/s1600/DADpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSSHROJ6msI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gWwhmrraPBE/s400/DADpic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4637032199582544975?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4637032199582544975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4637032199582544975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4637032199582544975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSSHROJ6msI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gWwhmrraPBE/s72-c/DADpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-10173523688050551</id><published>2011-01-04T19:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:44:53.433-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chattering'/><title type='text'>In Which I Admit I am a Climatologically Spoiled Brat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sooooooooooo.........last year around this time, we were dealing with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPFsldXNjI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CWQrrrPqmWw/s1600/mareproject2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPFsldXNjI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CWQrrrPqmWw/s400/mareproject2.bmp" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I do not even remember the exact date of this picture, but this is what the norm is in Wisconsin in January.&amp;nbsp; Add some below zero temps to boot.&amp;nbsp; Skiing, snowboarding, ice skating (the outdoor kind)?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Each member&amp;nbsp;of my fam LOVES these activities.&amp;nbsp; Me?&amp;nbsp; Not so much.&amp;nbsp; Never have.&amp;nbsp; I like snow for like a week and think it is GORGEOUS.&amp;nbsp; And then I am done with it and I'd like Summer back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall in Wisconsin is GORGEOUS, too.&amp;nbsp; Like New England-ey gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; This isn't even a very good pic of how totally AWESOME and BRIGHT our backyard was at the peak of Autumn each year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPJQ3w3TGI/AAAAAAAAAzg/S730cmEZNsE/s1600/fallpic2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPJQ3w3TGI/AAAAAAAAAzg/S730cmEZNsE/s400/fallpic2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But after like a week?&amp;nbsp; Maybe two?&amp;nbsp; I want Summer back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So when we moved to the Sub-Tropical Humid South where temps right now are ranging through the sixties currently, I thought I would be all content and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But, nope.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I am.&amp;nbsp; I am WAY more content with sixties&amp;nbsp;than in the cold and freezing snow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But I LOVE this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPJxNVfgpI/AAAAAAAAAzk/feMhU17AnYU/s1600/August+2010+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPJxNVfgpI/AAAAAAAAAzk/feMhU17AnYU/s400/August+2010+011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPJ-dzbmgI/AAAAAAAAAzo/96jX4ZgbjFg/s1600/100_5870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPJ-dzbmgI/AAAAAAAAAzo/96jX4ZgbjFg/s400/100_5870.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPLPnaMrVI/AAAAAAAAAzs/9NYK_2BHKBo/s1600/lakeMI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPLPnaMrVI/AAAAAAAAAzs/9NYK_2BHKBo/s400/lakeMI.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What a SPOILED brat am I to complain, since this year I only have a short wait until we are back to beach weather.&amp;nbsp; (In WI, we'd have a minimum of six months to wait before we were back to beach weather, and that's pushing it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So, I admit it.&amp;nbsp; I love the beach.&amp;nbsp; And the beach weather.&amp;nbsp; And I can't wait 'til we're reunited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Phew. The confession was cathartic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Just in case you're curious....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Beach Pic 1:&amp;nbsp; Galveston Island, TX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Beach Pic 2:&amp;nbsp; Treasure Island, FL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Beach Pic 3: Lake Michigan, Belgium, WI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-10173523688050551?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/10173523688050551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-which-i-admit-i-am-climatologically.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/10173523688050551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/10173523688050551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-which-i-admit-i-am-climatologically.html' title='In Which I Admit I am a Climatologically Spoiled Brat'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSPFsldXNjI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CWQrrrPqmWw/s72-c/mareproject2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8634274473659154291</id><published>2011-01-03T09:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T09:45:35.762-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We are in for some changes around our house again.&amp;nbsp; Blonde Boy is moving here full-time with us, due to a long huge mess custody placement drama that contains more twists and turns than a Days of our Lives plot line.&amp;nbsp; About the only part of an incredibly twisted and turned soap opera storyline that this particular placement episode&amp;nbsp;does not contain is amnesia. But you know, perhaps it does, as we haven't seen the boy in a few months and maybe he'll have totally forgotten us.&amp;nbsp; I would rehash the details of how this event came to be, but that's all a bunch of negative stuff that isn't good for anyone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Instead, I am going to focus on the fact that Littlest Girl is going to be so excited, she might come right out of her skin.&amp;nbsp; It has been a little strange for her being the only child for a few months around here.&amp;nbsp; I think there have been some positives, though, and I have definitely been thankful for those positives coming out of&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;was a negative situation.&amp;nbsp; It has offered us some precious time together as a small family of three that I think brought us even closer, and afforded us some extremely special one-on-one time with our baby! Who is five years old.&amp;nbsp; But I don't think I'll ever stop calling her The Baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Over the past ten years that Husband and I have been together, we've had a lot of changes with placement of his 3 children, who are 16, 14, and 11.&amp;nbsp;(Littlest Girl is ours together.)&amp;nbsp;The changes&amp;nbsp;come from instability on the part of his ex-wife - there is a lot I could write about her&amp;nbsp;that would make one's jaw drop, but it's not about her.&amp;nbsp; It's about us and the kiddos. It's a tough situation at times, but has brought me closer to God and my faith than I could have ever imagined, so again - I see the positive out of a negative.&amp;nbsp; I think that's the way God works a lot of the time.&amp;nbsp; At least in my life.&amp;nbsp; (And thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lproof.org/AboutUs/BethMoore/default.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Beth Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; for helping me realize that.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;These are a few of my favorite pics of Littlest Girl and Blonde Boy.&amp;nbsp; They make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuIeHJM8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Uo2a7Mv7_rg/s1600/Mare+%2540+Build-a-Bear+June+2010+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuIeHJM8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Uo2a7Mv7_rg/s400/Mare+%2540+Build-a-Bear+June+2010+009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuR7ARqUI/AAAAAAAAAzM/lcVJl0G9GTU/s1600/Random+June+2010+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuR7ARqUI/AAAAAAAAAzM/lcVJl0G9GTU/s400/Random+June+2010+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuWt5faYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/X7Y4gJ7bQ4E/s1600/Random+June+2010+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuWt5faYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/X7Y4gJ7bQ4E/s400/Random+June+2010+041.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuaI6nHtI/AAAAAAAAAzU/7Wm6pl_udqI/s1600/July+2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuaI6nHtI/AAAAAAAAAzU/7Wm6pl_udqI/s400/July+2010+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHugcQ2AbI/AAAAAAAAAzY/XsUXm8x_sYY/s1600/July+2010+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHugcQ2AbI/AAAAAAAAAzY/XsUXm8x_sYY/s400/July+2010+086.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I am praying these two will fall as seamlessly as possible into life together again.&amp;nbsp; And here's to many more pics that will make us all smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8634274473659154291?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8634274473659154291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/changes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8634274473659154291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8634274473659154291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSHuIeHJM8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Uo2a7Mv7_rg/s72-c/Mare+%2540+Build-a-Bear+June+2010+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-115590099578634585</id><published>2011-01-02T10:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:47:09.866-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Our First Texas Christmas</title><content type='html'>Is some&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;one a bit behind? Nah.&amp;nbsp; Christmas was only like a week ago.&amp;nbsp; A week-ish ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Christmas Eve was so awesome!&amp;nbsp; It was our first Christmas in Texas and it was fabulous!&amp;nbsp; Christmas Eve we went to an amazing show at &lt;a href="http://www.moodygardens.com/"&gt;Moody Gardens on Galveston Island&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The show included dinner and an amazing Festival of Lights!&amp;nbsp; The weather was awesome except that the humidity wilted my otherwise well-sculpted Texas hair.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, I was having a dern good hair day and it looked straight out of a late-eighties episode of Dallas (&lt;strong&gt;best show ever&lt;/strong&gt;) and the humidity on the island wilted it in 2.5 seconds flat.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSCk8Y_ALVI/AAAAAAAAAyg/FxzcaH6psVU/s1600/100_6513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSCk8Y_ALVI/AAAAAAAAAyg/FxzcaH6psVU/s400/100_6513.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClEoAh8pI/AAAAAAAAAyk/zwYFnGxiFdI/s1600/100_6516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClEoAh8pI/AAAAAAAAAyk/zwYFnGxiFdI/s400/100_6516.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClInhIZAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/hbZOdrop_5U/s1600/100_6529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClInhIZAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/hbZOdrop_5U/s400/100_6529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;*See wilted hair below.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClOaAr8EI/AAAAAAAAAys/rG1Tv1nx4-4/s1600/100_6534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClOaAr8EI/AAAAAAAAAys/rG1Tv1nx4-4/s320/100_6534.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After we walked through the totally awesome Festival o Lights, we headed into the dinner show, which retold the story of Christ's birth in a way that was absolutely amazing.&amp;nbsp; There was some of the most beautiful singing I have ever heard.&amp;nbsp; One young woman in particular took my breath away and seriously brought tears to my eyes with her a cappella version of &lt;em&gt;O Come O Come Emmanuel&lt;/em&gt; .&amp;nbsp; There were even aerial performers.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, did you know there were aerial specialists in Bethlehem? Who knew!?!&amp;nbsp; In any event, it was beautiful Christ-centered entertainment and we loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After we left, there was a small &lt;strike&gt;hurricane&lt;/strike&gt; storm&amp;nbsp;so it's probably a good thing we strolled through the Festival of Lights pre-show and not post.&amp;nbsp; As we were driving over the bridge onto the mainland, I was in deep prayer hoping we'd make it to our first Christmas DAY in Texas.&amp;nbsp; No joke. CUHRAZY storm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But we made it home and Littlest Girl sprinkled reindeer food outside so they would have a nice little snack when they stopped!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClR40P68I/AAAAAAAAAyw/x9GrAv8GOhk/s1600/100_6537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClR40P68I/AAAAAAAAAyw/x9GrAv8GOhk/s400/100_6537.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And food was left out for Santa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClVdN0PqI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Sm_CD_KjUBo/s1600/100_6542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClVdN0PqI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Sm_CD_KjUBo/s400/100_6542.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then, Christmas morning!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;She spies what's under the tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClfiN5B2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/Zh2qAZac_gY/s1600/100_6550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClfiN5B2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/Zh2qAZac_gY/s400/100_6550.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And makes a break for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClkZxQjZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/-PD5mept1y8/s1600/100_6551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClkZxQjZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/-PD5mept1y8/s400/100_6551.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her favorite gift?&amp;nbsp; Makeup. That's mama's girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClm5yKx_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/ULRRgwuUDY4/s1600/100_6589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClm5yKx_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/ULRRgwuUDY4/s400/100_6589.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Insane Cat's favorite gift?&amp;nbsp; A laser mouse which he relentlessly chases.&amp;nbsp; As usual, completely &lt;strong&gt;INSANE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClpKgc7mI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wSYliiiBm5s/s1600/100_6591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSClpKgc7mI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wSYliiiBm5s/s400/100_6591.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I hope you everyone had an extremely blessed Christmas!&amp;nbsp; I feel as though we are so blessed as a family.&amp;nbsp; Sure, we have plenty of tough stuff to go through like anyone else, but there is no way the negative stuff is anywhere near as awesome as the good stuff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-115590099578634585?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/115590099578634585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-first-texas-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/115590099578634585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/115590099578634585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-first-texas-christmas.html' title='Our First Texas Christmas'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TSCk8Y_ALVI/AAAAAAAAAyg/FxzcaH6psVU/s72-c/100_6513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2048022129495973563</id><published>2011-01-01T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:10:52.466-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chattering'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I am normally NOT a resolution type person because I figure if there is something I want to change, I should probably not wait until the first of the year, because then I will put it off forevah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this year I have a few because they happened to fall right around when the first of the year started! Sahweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have been trying to work on my weight.&amp;nbsp; Ugh......I have gained way too much in recent years, and while I don't nosh constantly on fast food, I must not be counting calories the way I need to.&amp;nbsp; I have lost a few pounds, but need to resume a post-holiday lifestyle change that was really working for me - a lot of portion control and a lot more precise calorie counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; Blog.&amp;nbsp; A lot more.&amp;nbsp; I have fabulous family and I take tons of pics.&amp;nbsp; Um, why would I not want to record these moments? Not necessarily&amp;nbsp;because the world wants to see my family, but because I want to capture these moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&amp;nbsp; A lot more prioritizing.&amp;nbsp; I was so busy this past holiday "season" I really didn't slow down and enjoy it or celebrate the real reason for Christmas anywhere near enough.&amp;nbsp; And this type of too-busy-pace is just dumb.&amp;nbsp; I like to be busy and enjoy life, but I was busy and not slowing down to enjoy life anywhere near as much as I need to! We only get one shot at life and my little girl is only going to be five once, so there is no way speeding through life is the way to go! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish anyone who reads this the very, very best in 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2048022129495973563?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2048022129495973563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2048022129495973563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2048022129495973563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5541508944366334116</id><published>2010-12-15T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:38:37.823-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chattering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>Why is it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;That I cannot seem to manage to blog as often as I'd like?&amp;nbsp; I know PUHLENTY of women who are just as busy as me, probably much more busy, but manage to blog often.&amp;nbsp; Some of them EVEN EVERY DAY.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I am by no means a writer, but I am a chatty person, so why is it I can't seem to find enough to chatter about on the blog? I mean it's not like I can't find enough to talk about, you know?&amp;nbsp; I have never been into New Years' Resolutions.&amp;nbsp; But this year, I am.&amp;nbsp; One of them being the blog.&amp;nbsp; Not for any other purpose than the fact that I have an awesome family and I want to chronicle our lives.&amp;nbsp; Kids are only young once and each day is an experience that only happens once and it's just too important to let go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TQmJUzJKXiI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Cyt08XX9FZo/s1600/100_6297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TQmJUzJKXiI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Cyt08XX9FZo/s400/100_6297.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For today, I'll post&amp;nbsp;a pic I love of Littlest Girl.&amp;nbsp; Well, I love like every pic of her ever taken of course, but I liked this one a lot and it's pretty recent.&amp;nbsp; It's so her, you know?&amp;nbsp; She is just full of sass and such a ham, yet she is an amazingly caring child and good friend.&amp;nbsp; I could not be more proud of her.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5541508944366334116?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5541508944366334116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-is-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5541508944366334116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5541508944366334116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-is-it.html' title='Why is it....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TQmJUzJKXiI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Cyt08XX9FZo/s72-c/100_6297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2040381290105247103</id><published>2010-12-08T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:43:28.830-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesdays'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TQBCEfH2VHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pH8BSPxuwJM/s1600/100_6259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TQBCEfH2VHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pH8BSPxuwJM/s400/100_6259.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;One little monkey jumping on the bed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2040381290105247103?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2040381290105247103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/12/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2040381290105247103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2040381290105247103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TQBCEfH2VHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pH8BSPxuwJM/s72-c/100_6259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-200166236271008787</id><published>2010-12-04T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T22:01:57.822-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Very Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, despite the long drive that I complained about in the previous post, we had a VERY happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived in the Bluegrass State on Wednesday and stopped right away to see my mom at my aunt's home.&amp;nbsp; Oh my, I so wish I'd had my camera when Littlest Girl got to run up and hug her gran!&amp;nbsp; She was SO happy!&amp;nbsp; We left Littlest Girl with my mom so we could run over to the hotel and unpack and settle the cats in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes.&amp;nbsp; I said the cats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I totally complain about a long drive and then I add two cats to the mix.&amp;nbsp; Well.&amp;nbsp; My neighbors usually check in on them, but even with that, the last time we were gone on a trip, I was all worried about them and I figured since we were driving this time, why not take them?&amp;nbsp; They don't pee or poop or puke in the vehicle (which I have heard is a huge cat travel issue) so I figured it would be fine.&amp;nbsp; And it was.&amp;nbsp; Until on the way home, the insane cat decided he needed to meow from Tennessee to Texas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I digress.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, I AM glad we brought them along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Littlest Cat inpsecting the hotel room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJrclteYI/AAAAAAAAAxw/o3WKsxp7QHE/s1600/100_6203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJrclteYI/AAAAAAAAAxw/o3WKsxp7QHE/s320/100_6203.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then of course Insane Cat is totally worn out from his long, stressful day of meowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJt3hy9EI/AAAAAAAAAx0/N7hMnd09QUI/s1600/100_6207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJt3hy9EI/AAAAAAAAAx0/N7hMnd09QUI/s320/100_6207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sister and her boyfriend arrived very late Wednesday night (the smart flyers), but unfortunately my sister was REALLY sick with strep or some other nasty bug so she wasn't able to join us for our planned Thanksgiving meal.&amp;nbsp; We'd planned to go out to a beautiful restaurant on Lake Barkley, but without my sister and with having really bad weather, we decided to choose a spot closer than&amp;nbsp;2 hours away!&amp;nbsp; We went to pick up my mom and of course then had no "real plan" as to where to eat.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; What total idiots.&amp;nbsp; Who doesn't have a "real plan" for a place to spend THANKSGIVING?&amp;nbsp; Us.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Hence how we wound up at the free church Thanksgiving dinner.&amp;nbsp; It was all sort of an accidental happening.&amp;nbsp; We called around to a zillion restaurants within the area (which is sort of wide area since my aunt and uncle live in a very, very rural area) and found one that was serving.&amp;nbsp; We were having really bad storms and it was relatively close so we headed over.&amp;nbsp; As we were walking in, I noticed a very large sign on the door stating this was a free Thanksgiving meal provided by a local church.&amp;nbsp; Oh my heavens.&amp;nbsp; Here I felt like a total jerk - like I was taking food potentially from a person who might honestly not be able to afford a Thanksigiving meal.&amp;nbsp; But everyone at the meal was SO kind.&amp;nbsp; We were honestly SO thankful for this meal and it was super DELISH.&amp;nbsp; We gave the church&amp;nbsp;a donation in the amount of what we'd have paid at the&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;and felt so much better about providing their church with a donation rather than spending the money at a restaurant anyway.&amp;nbsp; These were just wonderful people and I am so glad we wound up there.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Littlest Girl in her cutie little Thanksigiving outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJybYnkDI/AAAAAAAAAx4/O7LnLd_sKuo/s1600/100_6214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJybYnkDI/AAAAAAAAAx4/O7LnLd_sKuo/s320/100_6214.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We also exchanged gifts because we won't be able to see my mom at Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl was very into this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJ3GiM1xI/AAAAAAAAAx8/SJyqt9dwSUg/s1600/100_6228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJ3GiM1xI/AAAAAAAAAx8/SJyqt9dwSUg/s320/100_6228.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A family shot of my aunt, me, my mom, my sister and Littlest Girl in front.&amp;nbsp; My sister was finally able to join us for a bit on Thursday night, which was so nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJ6oDZjsI/AAAAAAAAAyA/dj_gXgyJiOA/s1600/100_6230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJ6oDZjsI/AAAAAAAAAyA/dj_gXgyJiOA/s320/100_6230.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then Thursday night it SNOWED!&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl was SO excited!&amp;nbsp; She went outside and collected some clean snow and brought it in so she could eat it!&amp;nbsp; She misses the snow in the North.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJ-6NXvSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zCMagJ980Gc/s1600/100_6232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJ-6NXvSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zCMagJ980Gc/s320/100_6232.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Insane Cat had to do some hotel exploration.&amp;nbsp; I swear he is crazy.&amp;nbsp; And he is spoiled rotten by my &lt;strike&gt;freak&lt;/strike&gt; husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsKB0Nap7I/AAAAAAAAAyI/E_zeo3cAvb8/s1600/100_6236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsKB0Nap7I/AAAAAAAAAyI/E_zeo3cAvb8/s320/100_6236.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Friday we sort of lazed around and caught up on sleep and then went to pick up my mom for&amp;nbsp; a good meal in downtown Paducah, Kentucky.&amp;nbsp; This town has a super amazing downtown (who would have thought!?!) and we ate at a fabulous restaurant and headed to a Christmas light show after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsKGxkDbnI/AAAAAAAAAyM/q4p9g2NzPeo/s1600/100_6260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsKGxkDbnI/AAAAAAAAAyM/q4p9g2NzPeo/s320/100_6260.JPG" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsKONSqn6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/-aoJbgw5mwY/s1600/100_6273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsKONSqn6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/-aoJbgw5mwY/s320/100_6273.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a quick trip and I wish we'd been able to spend more time together and I wish we'd flown and all that, but honestly all in all, I am SO glad we went and SO very happy we got to see my mom and that I got to see my sister again.&lt;br /&gt;Now....I am SO behind on Christmas decorating, wrapping, shopping (for kids), shipping presents out, and everything and anything else.&amp;nbsp; I hoping to get caught up this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-200166236271008787?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/200166236271008787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/12/very-happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/200166236271008787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/200166236271008787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/12/very-happy-thanksgiving.html' title='A Very Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TPsJrclteYI/AAAAAAAAAxw/o3WKsxp7QHE/s72-c/100_6203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2353071640800979204</id><published>2010-11-29T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:37:45.795-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Driving.  And Flying.</title><content type='html'>Do you like long drives? Like instead of flying? I mean, I know flying is a big hassle these days compared to the old days.&amp;nbsp; But still.&amp;nbsp; I am pretty sure I am a lover of the friendly skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Kentucky last week for Thanksgiving. About 700&amp;nbsp;miles.&amp;nbsp; My mom is there with all of her family right now as she is still struggling with some health issues.&amp;nbsp; My sister (smart flying girl) let me know a couple of weeks ago that she and her boyfriend were going to fly to KY to visit&amp;nbsp;our mom for Thanksgiving and I, full of bright ideas as always, decided it would be a fantabulous idea for us to drive there as well.&amp;nbsp; Apparently I forgot how much I love to fly and NOT drive.&amp;nbsp; I mean, a 4-6 hour drive I can handle.&amp;nbsp; I am just not quite so into much more than six hours.&amp;nbsp; And trust me, I am not a rich snob - we always find excellent deals on airfare or we just don't go.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip&amp;nbsp;I think really brightened my mom's holiday and I am truly glad we went, but it's going to be a while before I hop in the van again for more than a few errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random thoughts from our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Louisiana is beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Really beautiful.&amp;nbsp;This is not something I would really have known had we not driven through it.&amp;nbsp; The landscape is gorgeous and the foliage at this time of year was SO gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately I could not live there, as I am not really into coexisting with snakes.&amp;nbsp; Where I live now is really pushing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Going to&amp;nbsp;dinner at the Golden Corral Buffet in McComb, Mississippi on a Saturday night is a people-watching activity in itself.&amp;nbsp; Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Accidentally winding up at a free Thanksgiving meal provided by a church is not quite as uncomfortable as you might think.&amp;nbsp; (Read more on that one later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Southerners in Mississippi and Louisiana drive FAST.&amp;nbsp; They are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ole Miss has a GIANT fan population and they were all on the road Saturday with their Ole Miss flags flying on their cars.&amp;nbsp; Impressive.&amp;nbsp; College football is an obsession in the South.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty impressive and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Traveling with cats can be really easy.&amp;nbsp; And really hard when one of them decides he just can't help but meow every.single.second. of the drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for now.&amp;nbsp; Pics and stories coming soon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even with my boo-hoo-ing about the driving (most all of which my husband did), I had a really wonderful Thanksgiving and honestly have been blessed with more than I can even believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2353071640800979204?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2353071640800979204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/driving-and-flying.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2353071640800979204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2353071640800979204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/driving-and-flying.html' title='Driving.  And Flying.'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8785488390127486376</id><published>2010-11-21T20:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T20:51:49.936-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chattering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising Girls'/><title type='text'>Modesty.  And looking beautiful at the same time.</title><content type='html'>I heard the best quote this morning when I was watching a sermon by &lt;a href="http://www.second.org/?redirect=false"&gt;Dr. Ed Young at Houston's Second Baptist Church&lt;/a&gt; that I think totally sums up the way I feel about the way I dress and present myself and the way I'd like and hope&amp;nbsp;for my daughter and stepdaughter to feel also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your clothes should be tight enough to show you're a woman, but&amp;nbsp;your clothes should be loose enough to show you're a lady."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not so perfectly eloquently worded, but a great barometer nonetheless.&amp;nbsp; I like to dress up and look nice, and I want my girls to like to do that, too.&amp;nbsp; But in the age of prostitot* clothing for girls, it's hard to raise a girl and teach her that you can be modest and totally trendy and gorgeous at the same time!&amp;nbsp; Just something I thought I'd share.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I cannot take credit for the awesome word, prostitot.&amp;nbsp; It came from my friend Heather at &lt;a href="http://www.hopelesslyflawed.com/"&gt;Hopelessly Flawed&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She is really funny.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8785488390127486376?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8785488390127486376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/modesty-and-looking-beautiful-at-same.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8785488390127486376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8785488390127486376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/modesty-and-looking-beautiful-at-same.html' title='Modesty.  And looking beautiful at the same time.'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5493518084948775780</id><published>2010-11-20T09:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:28:15.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chattering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>The Unintentional Bloggy Break</title><content type='html'>Okay, I never was the most regular of bloggers, but I just realized I have been on a little break for a bit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, I swear I thought that when my child went to Kindergarten all day, I'd have all sorts of time on my hands.&amp;nbsp; Please, if you are an at-home mom, do not make this foolish assumption.&amp;nbsp; Between being at the school and helping out there (which is seriously fun - our school is filled with totally cool moms and teachers), regular housekeeping, and trying to put together some Etsy goodies to finally (at some point!) get into my Etsy store.....I have never been so busy.&amp;nbsp; I would not change it for the world.&amp;nbsp; Not one teensy little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, at the same time, I have lots of things I wanted to run my mouth about on my blog, so I am going to make sure to share it&amp;nbsp;all soon (are you just dying anticipating all the rambling I'll be doing?).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I will leave you a picture.&amp;nbsp; I made the shirt &amp;amp; bow. :)&amp;nbsp; If you'd like one for your own cute boy or girl, email me.&amp;nbsp; I can do any monogram and tons of cute little ideas for boys and girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TOfo47jM4WI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Aol8UsZkcPw/s1600/100_5645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TOfo47jM4WI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Aol8UsZkcPw/s400/100_5645.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5493518084948775780?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5493518084948775780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/unintentional-bloggy-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5493518084948775780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5493518084948775780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/unintentional-bloggy-break.html' title='The Unintentional Bloggy Break'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TOfo47jM4WI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Aol8UsZkcPw/s72-c/100_5645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3122231895585245244</id><published>2010-11-03T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:18:55.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesdays'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday..or not.</title><content type='html'>I have so many pics from the last two&amp;nbsp;weekends.....so it might not be totally wordless, but it will have lots of pics and few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is Littlest Girl at Chuck E. Cheese.&amp;nbsp; We took her on her half-birthday.&amp;nbsp; One day, she asked us if we could have "Littlest Girl Day"&amp;nbsp; like we have Mother's Day and Father's Day. So we did. And we decided her half-birthday was the day to do it!&amp;nbsp; So, Little Miss Five-and-a-Half picked a lunch at Chuck E. Cheese and we got her a new coloring lapdesk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGk7iPZ0BI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Il3WBl5ItCw/s1600/100_6078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGk7iPZ0BI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Il3WBl5ItCw/s400/100_6078.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGk_SqXd2I/AAAAAAAAAwY/M7btQQvuFMY/s1600/100_6081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGk_SqXd2I/AAAAAAAAAwY/M7btQQvuFMY/s400/100_6081.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No weekend for us is complete without a trip to a thrift store.&amp;nbsp; Can you get over how incredibly sexy my husband is in this sweatshirt?&amp;nbsp; I know you probably cannot handle your jealousy, but he is ALL MINE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlCdkzepI/AAAAAAAAAwc/wCVd2RzoLXg/s1600/100_6085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlCdkzepI/AAAAAAAAAwc/wCVd2RzoLXg/s400/100_6085.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This past Saturday, it was SUCH a gorgeous day, we headed down to &lt;a href="http://www.thestrand.com/"&gt;The Strand&lt;/a&gt; to just walk for a while.&amp;nbsp; As we arrived, a cruise ship was just departing.&amp;nbsp; I have never been up close to a cruise ship.&amp;nbsp; These things are GIGANTIC.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlH0eA6MI/AAAAAAAAAwg/sEmh4Qi9FH4/s1600/100_6105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlH0eA6MI/AAAAAAAAAwg/sEmh4Qi9FH4/s400/100_6105.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Littlest Girl absolutely LOVES to feed the horses.&amp;nbsp; This one was all pinked out for Halloween!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlL0eqpkI/AAAAAAAAAwk/olC-nh71aH4/s1600/100_6110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlL0eqpkI/AAAAAAAAAwk/olC-nh71aH4/s400/100_6110.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Giant chair. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlOozszsI/AAAAAAAAAwo/xMZgVS9bZLc/s1600/100_6117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlOozszsI/AAAAAAAAAwo/xMZgVS9bZLc/s400/100_6117.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Giant chess set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlVOZyA0I/AAAAAAAAAws/q-i_vpfRPIE/s1600/100_6128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlVOZyA0I/AAAAAAAAAws/q-i_vpfRPIE/s400/100_6128.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlXgBSBJI/AAAAAAAAAww/UqoAsIvujKc/s1600/100_6129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlXgBSBJI/AAAAAAAAAww/UqoAsIvujKc/s400/100_6129.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlasUg9qI/AAAAAAAAAw0/e-WxVxogJNs/s1600/saturation1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGlasUg9qI/AAAAAAAAAw0/e-WxVxogJNs/s400/saturation1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;SUCH A POSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGldzSwU5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/cvQR3DBNjoA/s1600/saturation3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGldzSwU5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/cvQR3DBNjoA/s400/saturation3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, I just love fabulous weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3122231895585245244?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3122231895585245244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/wordless-wednesdayor-not.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3122231895585245244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3122231895585245244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/wordless-wednesdayor-not.html' title='Wordless Wednesday..or not.'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TNGk7iPZ0BI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Il3WBl5ItCw/s72-c/100_6078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-7403158549032617161</id><published>2010-11-01T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:04:43.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Sooooooo.....I have trick-or-treated in the snow, in the rain, in 30 degree weather (or less!), but never in 80 degree weather (with lots o' humidity)!&amp;nbsp; And darn if it wasn't fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our little witch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TM9_NVZ8_5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/pf4zcb7q8VQ/s1600/100_6150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TM9_NVZ8_5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/pf4zcb7q8VQ/s400/100_6150.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TM9_RWTygII/AAAAAAAAAwM/LnwjFvEdo-o/s1600/100_6161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TM9_RWTygII/AAAAAAAAAwM/LnwjFvEdo-o/s400/100_6161.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TM9_VYIVj1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/D0fRZtPa7UI/s1600/100_6155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TM9_VYIVj1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/D0fRZtPa7UI/s400/100_6155.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a ball trick-or-treating and Littlest Girl got SO.MUCH.CANDY!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I cannot even begin to explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a wonderful weekend overall and took lots of fun pics that I'll definitely post this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-7403158549032617161?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7403158549032617161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/7403158549032617161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/7403158549032617161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TM9_NVZ8_5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/pf4zcb7q8VQ/s72-c/100_6150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2658693255891880486</id><published>2010-10-24T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:07:34.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>The Sunshine State</title><content type='html'>Sooooooooo.........Littlest Girl and I were recently able to tag along on the husband's business trip (thus us having uber-minimal expense) to THE Sunshine State, where my sweet baby sister lives.&amp;nbsp; I cannot tell you how wonderful it was to spend a few days&amp;nbsp;with my sister, who is also my very best friend, and spend some serious time on some seriously AWESOME&amp;nbsp; beaches!&amp;nbsp; Our beaches aren't quiiiiiiite that lovely, not that I will ever complain about any beach.&amp;nbsp; But these were dreamy.&amp;nbsp; Clear blue water and lovely white sand.&amp;nbsp; Oh beach, how I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now......for a slew of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, excited.&amp;nbsp; We are outta here.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTj47MenkI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pmN_MK3PuJs/s1600/100_5846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTj47MenkI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pmN_MK3PuJs/s320/100_5846.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp; pic of LG with George Bush, since the airport is named after him. A friend of mine commented she knew it had to be the first George because he had a book in his hand.&amp;nbsp; *snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTj72nVkPI/AAAAAAAAAvc/6-EhRFZlM34/s1600/100_5848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTj72nVkPI/AAAAAAAAAvc/6-EhRFZlM34/s400/100_5848.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My husband playing funny games with the camera and our plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTj9nzg3rI/AAAAAAAAAvg/ll-AVtQRCPM/s1600/100_5851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTj9nzg3rI/AAAAAAAAAvg/ll-AVtQRCPM/s320/100_5851.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; LG on the beach!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkApXBsNI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YJt05CCWFBU/s1600/100_5863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkApXBsNI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YJt05CCWFBU/s400/100_5863.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkEgGhSSI/AAAAAAAAAvo/OKzml8FOcs8/s1600/100_5873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkEgGhSSI/AAAAAAAAAvo/OKzml8FOcs8/s320/100_5873.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;All of us at dinner!&amp;nbsp; Isn't my sister soooo beautiful? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkJlGfh3I/AAAAAAAAAvs/kzmHC1dYYfY/s1600/100_5903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkJlGfh3I/AAAAAAAAAvs/kzmHC1dYYfY/s320/100_5903.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My baby swimming in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkN6s5KlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/_pJeUSUJ-lM/s1600/saturationtext1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkN6s5KlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/_pJeUSUJ-lM/s320/saturationtext1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Busch Gardens, where my sister treated Littlest Girl and I!&amp;nbsp; It was so generous and SO fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkQrURKzI/AAAAAAAAAv0/HgXwb8Aitg0/s1600/saturation3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkQrURKzI/AAAAAAAAAv0/HgXwb8Aitg0/s400/saturation3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkYGV-1rI/AAAAAAAAAv4/BsdD5xX8_JQ/s1600/saturation2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkYGV-1rI/AAAAAAAAAv4/BsdD5xX8_JQ/s400/saturation2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;More beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkanBBNlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/4QNwcKtukDI/s1600/saturation1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkanBBNlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/4QNwcKtukDI/s400/saturation1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sister and me after a fabulous seafood dinner (one of many -I am sure I gained back all eleven pounds recently lost thankyouverymuch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkcKmIu1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/OcChjKWRSQM/s1600/groupbest3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkcKmIu1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/OcChjKWRSQM/s320/groupbest3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkdWQFSjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/YiyTLwniCfk/s1600/groupbest2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTkdWQFSjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/YiyTLwniCfk/s320/groupbest2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am not sure what I did to deserve such a fabulous trip, but I am SO thankful we were able to go.&amp;nbsp; I miss my sister so very much and to be able to spend some fun time with her was such an incredible blessing.&amp;nbsp; I feel awful for my husband, who had to drive all over doing business all week, but so thankful for him affording us this opportunity!&amp;nbsp; He rocks.&amp;nbsp; I probably owe him some major fishing time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2658693255891880486?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2658693255891880486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunshine-state.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2658693255891880486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2658693255891880486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunshine-state.html' title='The Sunshine State'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TMTj47MenkI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pmN_MK3PuJs/s72-c/100_5846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-1112096283317365821</id><published>2010-10-13T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:16:17.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Halloween Wreath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I am sooooo late on the Halloween decor.&amp;nbsp; I normally have the Halloween goodies on display in late September, but this year I have been way late.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it's because this year there are eighty degree temps and palm trees instead of gorgeous Autumn foliage and crisp fifty degrees?&amp;nbsp; It's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE ruffles. And I love the shabby raw-edged ruffles so I made a wreath out of them.&amp;nbsp; I am sure I am not the first person to come up with this idea, but I hadn't seen it before and I had done it with a different wreath in my house, so I bought the supplies to create a Halloween wreath, which cost me all of about $7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX0yVwi78I/AAAAAAAAAuo/6kQpy61PUt0/s1600/100_5819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX0yVwi78I/AAAAAAAAAuo/6kQpy61PUt0/s320/100_5819.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut the fabric into strips and sewed the ruffles.&amp;nbsp; (*I learned this from Emily at Jones Design Co. in &lt;a href="http://jonesdesigncompany.com/create/5-days-of-favorite-projects-day-3/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;tutorial&amp;nbsp;- set your thread tension high - I put mine at 8 and set my stitch width really wide.&amp;nbsp; Then the fabric naturally kind of ruffles up and you can pull the bobbin thread to pull and gather the ruffle.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX00leQvgI/AAAAAAAAAus/hQr4njh-I5c/s1600/100_5820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX00leQvgI/AAAAAAAAAus/hQr4njh-I5c/s320/100_5820.JPG" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I pulled and created the pile of ruffles!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX03tW5-BI/AAAAAAAAAuw/9rcz-_m3ddM/s1600/100_5825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX03tW5-BI/AAAAAAAAAuw/9rcz-_m3ddM/s320/100_5825.JPG" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am sure you could hot glue the ruffles on, but I am so lazy and I feel like the pin keeps them on the straw wreath (which I didn't even unwrap) more securely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX08xgE4hI/AAAAAAAAAu0/5hoyrhW83fs/s1600/100_5826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX08xgE4hI/AAAAAAAAAu0/5hoyrhW83fs/s320/100_5826.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's what it looks like with just a couple of them attached:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1BbQWCzI/AAAAAAAAAu4/nnp_NVA1jp4/s1600/100_5828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1BbQWCzI/AAAAAAAAAu4/nnp_NVA1jp4/s320/100_5828.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here it is with the ruffles all attached.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1FMgaC-I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Qo5ZPqPyNJM/s1600/100_5830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1FMgaC-I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Qo5ZPqPyNJM/s320/100_5830.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I gathered some tulle together and pinned it on in a scrunched fashion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1Iv77_jI/AAAAAAAAAvA/8TZaRbIZUCo/s1600/100_5831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="177" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1Iv77_jI/AAAAAAAAAvA/8TZaRbIZUCo/s320/100_5831.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then pinned the tulle onto the wreath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1LCRp-6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/T1IHtFOUL_A/s1600/100_5833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1LCRp-6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/T1IHtFOUL_A/s320/100_5833.JPG" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And hot glued a crow and the wooden "eek" and "boo" I got from the Hob Lob onto the tulle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1NvMJigI/AAAAAAAAAvI/enXf_23eZNI/s1600/100_5834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1NvMJigI/AAAAAAAAAvI/enXf_23eZNI/s320/100_5834.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;VIOLA!&amp;nbsp; I think it's kinda cute.&amp;nbsp; A little mod with the fabric and a little traditional.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1Qoqs7eI/AAAAAAAAAvM/UT2gmEUi8nI/s1600/100_5837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1Qoqs7eI/AAAAAAAAAvM/UT2gmEUi8nI/s320/100_5837.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1ThsCyZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/bRxi-jbPKVs/s1600/100_5838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1ThsCyZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/bRxi-jbPKVs/s320/100_5838.JPG" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1Xerzh7I/AAAAAAAAAvU/UgKrI-wLNyk/s1600/100_5839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX1Xerzh7I/AAAAAAAAAvU/UgKrI-wLNyk/s320/100_5839.JPG" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My pics are not fabulous unfortunately - the wreath honestly looks a lot better on our door.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to snap a few pics from the sidewalk and post those.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-1112096283317365821?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1112096283317365821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-wreath.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1112096283317365821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1112096283317365821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-wreath.html' title='Halloween Wreath'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLX0yVwi78I/AAAAAAAAAuo/6kQpy61PUt0/s72-c/100_5819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2922060380010435348</id><published>2010-10-11T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:47:59.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><title type='text'>38 Special</title><content type='html'>Happy 38th Birthday to my other half.&amp;nbsp; Like for real I truly believe I'd feel as though I was missing half of me if I didn't have this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLOv6XBvUzI/AAAAAAAAAuk/fzvRmMYeEPM/s1600/July+2010+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLOv6XBvUzI/AAAAAAAAAuk/fzvRmMYeEPM/s400/July+2010+038.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so blessed to be your wife. And I love you always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2922060380010435348?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2922060380010435348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/38-special.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2922060380010435348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2922060380010435348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/38-special.html' title='38 Special'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TLOv6XBvUzI/AAAAAAAAAuk/fzvRmMYeEPM/s72-c/July+2010+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2823599593229019647</id><published>2010-10-08T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:22:06.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show Us Your Life'/><title type='text'>Show Us Your Home:  Kitchens</title><content type='html'>It is time for the Kitchen installment of Show Us Your Home over at &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly's Korner&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I am participating not because I am like totally in love with my kitchen, but I do like it much more than the one we had before and I think I might spend the entire weekend looking at everyone else's kitchen for decorating ideas!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This house is VERY open concept - like bascially, the kitchen-formal dining room-living room-breakfast area all just roll into one large room.&amp;nbsp; And this is a rental, so we're not allowed to change things like paint, countertops (do not be jealous of my gorgeous countertops), or appliances.&amp;nbsp; However, I do love the cabinets.&amp;nbsp; There are many of them and they are tall and deep.&amp;nbsp; The only thing I don't like are the nice little grooves, which took me like 45 minutes to clean this morning.&amp;nbsp; We are a seriously dusty, dirty family apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a view looking in from the breakfast area/back door.&amp;nbsp; The door you see at the end there is the 1/2 bath.&amp;nbsp; There's a little alcove type area there before the door, which is a great place to put the Feline Children food.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eHp4ULdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/-7DZHMGnMl8/s1600/100_5760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eHp4ULdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/-7DZHMGnMl8/s400/100_5760.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another view from the breakfast area.&amp;nbsp; I am still hemming and hawing about the decor back there.&amp;nbsp; The pic on the right is a photo of the lighthouse and harbor from &lt;a href="http://www.lighthousefriends.com/light.asp?ID=239"&gt;my hometown&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I really love to look at it.&amp;nbsp; It reminds me of taking a bag of stale bread down to the beach to feed the gulls with my dad. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eJTsc9bI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/O4gHIPY2oSc/s1600/100_5761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eJTsc9bI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/O4gHIPY2oSc/s400/100_5761.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a breakfast bar type area we use for kids' snacktimes, etc. The two doors in the back corner are to the pantry and the laundry room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eKyTH1jI/AAAAAAAAAuU/11M1JCY3Lrs/s1600/100_5762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eKyTH1jI/AAAAAAAAAuU/11M1JCY3Lrs/s400/100_5762.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love these cabinets.&amp;nbsp; The oven and fridge?&amp;nbsp; They are antiques.&amp;nbsp; Wait, not really because actual antique appliances would be totally cool.&amp;nbsp; They are more like "vintage" 90s maybe?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eM7wPTUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/nFjl4hp3cMs/s1600/100_5763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eM7wPTUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/nFjl4hp3cMs/s400/100_5763.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sink is super small for some reason.&amp;nbsp; I mean, really not a big deal as we do have&amp;nbsp;a dishwasher, but it's just sort of oddly small.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9ePKEzBFI/AAAAAAAAAuc/rSIKOCPH0Gs/s1600/100_5764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9ePKEzBFI/AAAAAAAAAuc/rSIKOCPH0Gs/s400/100_5764.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eQ7rE6mI/AAAAAAAAAug/gB3Hz03M_XI/s1600/100_5765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eQ7rE6mI/AAAAAAAAAug/gB3Hz03M_XI/s400/100_5765.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While not everything in this kitchen would be my first choice, I DO love the fact that there are a TON of very spacious cabinets and a TON of counter space and it's very open and spacious - easy for two people to work in and not bump into eachother.&amp;nbsp; It's honestly the best laid out kitchen I have ever lived with, so no complaints here!&amp;nbsp; Sure I'd love newer appliances and all that, but I am super grateful for just having a&amp;nbsp;wonderful&amp;nbsp;home to show off in the first place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a fabulous weekend! It's my fave day of the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2823599593229019647?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2823599593229019647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/show-us-your-home-kitchens.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2823599593229019647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2823599593229019647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/show-us-your-home-kitchens.html' title='Show Us Your Home:  Kitchens'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK9eHp4ULdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/-7DZHMGnMl8/s72-c/100_5760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5990277415085806161</id><published>2010-10-06T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:44:51.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feline Children'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK0l4LNkECI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WBh-h2E0_Bs/s1600/July+2010+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK0l4LNkECI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WBh-h2E0_Bs/s400/July+2010+020.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK0l6Z-TU-I/AAAAAAAAAuI/BeXn4TMZ94c/s1600/July+2010+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK0l6Z-TU-I/AAAAAAAAAuI/BeXn4TMZ94c/s400/July+2010+023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lizard taunts my cat EVERY.SINGLE.DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5990277415085806161?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5990277415085806161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5990277415085806161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5990277415085806161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday.......'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TK0l4LNkECI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WBh-h2E0_Bs/s72-c/July+2010+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6337058299214609464</id><published>2010-10-05T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T08:49:48.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Weekend</title><content type='html'>Sooooooo, I am kinda late reporting on the weekend, but I am almost never late for anything in real life.&amp;nbsp; I am an on-timer.&amp;nbsp; My husband?&amp;nbsp; Not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dear husband came home Friday from work with a handful of free tickets to fun stuff.&amp;nbsp; VERY cool. I am all about the free, as you may well know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First free activity (and we didn't exactly need tickets for this) was an evening picnic at the beach.&amp;nbsp; Gal.veston, TX does not possess the most beautiful beaches in the world, but the pocket beach we visit is one we absolutely love.&amp;nbsp; It's so clean and very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsntLUzF6I/AAAAAAAAAs0/LcP67rwIu44/s1600/100_5665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsntLUzF6I/AAAAAAAAAs0/LcP67rwIu44/s320/100_5665.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsnvZ0UNVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/CWPoe7D0D0w/s1600/100_5669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsnvZ0UNVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/CWPoe7D0D0w/s320/100_5669.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsnxcdSkzI/AAAAAAAAAs8/qUinZzqilHU/s1600/100_5678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsnxcdSkzI/AAAAAAAAAs8/qUinZzqilHU/s320/100_5678.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***Note these are not our dogs.&amp;nbsp;We have no idea where they came from.&amp;nbsp; There are a bunch of beach houses on this beach and I think they may live at one and have possibly escaped their yard. But they were super friendly and hung out with us for a bit and then left for a nice walk on the beach.&amp;nbsp; Alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsnz2xRXaI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FpyCUkKswzE/s1600/100_5684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsnz2xRXaI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FpyCUkKswzE/s320/100_5684.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn19d55lI/AAAAAAAAAtE/AFLkEYDc_0k/s1600/100_5685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn19d55lI/AAAAAAAAAtE/AFLkEYDc_0k/s320/100_5685.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Littlest Girl caught a couple of hermit crabs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn4n1QJuI/AAAAAAAAAtI/t2OEcf_gNY4/s1600/100_5694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn4n1QJuI/AAAAAAAAAtI/t2OEcf_gNY4/s320/100_5694.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn8Tp5aVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ApoXP0rwivk/s1600/100_5697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn8Tp5aVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ApoXP0rwivk/s320/100_5697.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn91wpvXI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/S_8wHu5gxUc/s1600/100_5699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsn91wpvXI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/S_8wHu5gxUc/s320/100_5699.JPG" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went down to The Strand for some ice cream after the beach and passed by this store full of totally neat old nautical items.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I LOVE this one above.&amp;nbsp; The store was closed and apparently guarded by super well-camouflaged dogs because when we peeked in the window, the dogs came all snarling and barking straight for us.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; I think I peed a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsoCFfVk4I/AAAAAAAAAtU/WFofZDeI1vA/s1600/100_5703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsoCFfVk4I/AAAAAAAAAtU/WFofZDeI1vA/s320/100_5703.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you ever find yourself in Galv.eston, TX, do NOT miss &lt;a href="http://thestrand.com/"&gt;The Strand&lt;/a&gt; area.&amp;nbsp; It's very, very beautiful and full of amazing places to eat, shop, and just a fabulous place to walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday, we headed to the Pasadena Rodeo &amp;amp; Livestock Show.&amp;nbsp; (Free tix.)&amp;nbsp; We went around noontime for a lunch of carnie food and so Littlest Girl could peek at some animals.&amp;nbsp; There was a really cute goat named Sterling there that Littlest Girl was able to pet and honestly was a cute goat (I know. I know.), but I completely forgot to take a pic of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Instead, here she is with a GIGANTIC corn dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKspxVuLNPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/EE_yBaiJobI/s1600/100_5722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKspxVuLNPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/EE_yBaiJobI/s320/100_5722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And seriously, you might think all we do is eat, but later that day we went for BBQ at SUCH a delish place!&amp;nbsp; I had to snap another pic of LG because I seriously cannot get over how cute she is missing that tooth.&amp;nbsp; And the one next to it is loose, too.&amp;nbsp; She is sooooo jazzed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsp27ELTcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/9wl9-8BFJr8/s1600/100_5724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsp27ELTcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/9wl9-8BFJr8/s320/100_5724.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday we were blessed with mo' free tix!&amp;nbsp; So we headed to the Astros game - so much fun!&amp;nbsp; Minute Maid Park is really nice and there is a huge play area, so LG was again quite jazzed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqkyQ9a9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/9I7raz9pZoY/s1600/100_5725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqkyQ9a9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/9I7raz9pZoY/s320/100_5725.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqm3gLfFI/AAAAAAAAAtk/KwNnk8lzNs8/s1600/100_5726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqm3gLfFI/AAAAAAAAAtk/KwNnk8lzNs8/s320/100_5726.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mmm....hmmm, more eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqr7w_noI/AAAAAAAAAts/bIMspM8CQ-0/s1600/100_5735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqr7w_noI/AAAAAAAAAts/bIMspM8CQ-0/s320/100_5735.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqvvP4RqI/AAAAAAAAAtw/dTEv16jSeDQ/s1600/100_5738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqvvP4RqI/AAAAAAAAAtw/dTEv16jSeDQ/s320/100_5738.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqz_qRabI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3kkJa38POJE/s1600/100_5740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsqz_qRabI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3kkJa38POJE/s320/100_5740.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed until about the 6th inning and then went to the Galleria Hou.ston because I wanted to stop at &lt;a href="http://www.naartjiekids.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; store - if you&amp;nbsp;haven't ever seen&amp;nbsp;this store, you might want to check it out online. They&amp;nbsp;have SUCH fun and funky clothes - plus they are all prewashed and preshrunk, so what you see is what you get.&amp;nbsp; They wash really well and I just love the unique and fun look!&amp;nbsp; There was a seriously excellent sale, so I got a BAG full of much-needed clothes for LG - some for as cheap as 2 and 3 bones each.&amp;nbsp; Me loves the clearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, let me&amp;nbsp; tell you about the Galleria Hou.ston.&amp;nbsp; We'd been to the Galleria Mall in Dallas before.&amp;nbsp; Very nice mall, easy to get to, no hassles.&amp;nbsp; Well, here in Hou.ston, the mall is like the size of a small Hou.ston suburb and I swear getting in and out of it and parking was like a maze.&amp;nbsp; I think the dear husband was about to start spewing some serious profanities, but to his credit, he kept calm and as mentioned above, I DID manage to get the cute little clothes I came for.&amp;nbsp; I am thinking it's the new blood pressure meds he's on that I can credit for my lovely shopping experience.&amp;nbsp; hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cannot wait for next weekend.&amp;nbsp; The weather here has turned FABULOUS (meaning it is no longer suffocatingly hot).&amp;nbsp; It's mid-eighties and sunshine abounds.&amp;nbsp; I am in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6337058299214609464?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6337058299214609464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6337058299214609464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6337058299214609464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-weekend.html' title='Our Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKsntLUzF6I/AAAAAAAAAs0/LcP67rwIu44/s72-c/100_5665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5668546273473838822</id><published>2010-10-01T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T13:36:36.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Fridays'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday!</title><content type='html'>What is your favorite day of the week?&amp;nbsp; Mine is Friday. I don't know if it's the promise of the weekend, which means 2 full days of NO school for Littlest Girl and NO work for the husband or what, but I LOVE Fridays.&amp;nbsp; Like Thursday night is like the start of the weekend for me, I guess just because I LOVE to "look forward" to things.&amp;nbsp; NOW - this is not to say I don't try to live for every single day and every single second - I have been trying very hard to make sure I am appreciating every moment.&amp;nbsp; BUT - we can all still have a favorite day of the week, right?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the husband is coming home a little early from work and we're picking up LG together from school and heading to the beach to have a beach dinner picnic, a little swim, and then we'll go for ice cream after. :)&amp;nbsp; It doesn't really get much better than that, I don't think. Ice cream AND the beach?&amp;nbsp; With my favorite people?&amp;nbsp; That rocks.&amp;nbsp; A fabulous Friday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKYqEDJXHgI/AAAAAAAAAsw/kW-ZgA-YFTw/s1600/100_5629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKYqEDJXHgI/AAAAAAAAAsw/kW-ZgA-YFTw/s400/100_5629.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*AND:&amp;nbsp; still working on the tooth.&amp;nbsp; Wiggling, wiggling, wiggling.&amp;nbsp; But still in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5668546273473838822?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5668546273473838822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/fabulous-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5668546273473838822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5668546273473838822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/10/fabulous-friday.html' title='Fabulous Friday!'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKYqEDJXHgI/AAAAAAAAAsw/kW-ZgA-YFTw/s72-c/100_5629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8129327747204811430</id><published>2010-09-30T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T20:12:43.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show Us Your Life'/><title type='text'>Show Us Your Life:  Dining Rooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.preshwebdesign.com/images/whereyoulivebutton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using a recycled post! :)&amp;nbsp; But it's a recent one.&amp;nbsp; See &lt;a href="http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/breakfast-nook.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8129327747204811430?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8129327747204811430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/show-us-your-life-dining-rooms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8129327747204811430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8129327747204811430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/show-us-your-life-dining-rooms.html' title='Show Us Your Life:  Dining Rooms'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-377848780236365547</id><published>2010-09-30T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T17:31:52.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>Hairbows and T-Shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUNs5WVetI/AAAAAAAAAsY/boi2DTKs2Co/s1600/100_5645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUNs5WVetI/AAAAAAAAAsY/boi2DTKs2Co/s400/100_5645.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like her shirt?&amp;nbsp; I made it and I think it turned out darn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(*Please email me if you'd like a similar one for your own child. :)&amp;nbsp; I can customize it for whatever sports or activities or animals or anything&amp;nbsp;your child loves and obviously their names don't all start with&lt;em&gt; M &lt;/em&gt;so we can go ahead and customize that part, too.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUOrj-pIbI/AAAAAAAAAsk/UlLRfSyWQ7E/s1600/100_5631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUOrj-pIbI/AAAAAAAAAsk/UlLRfSyWQ7E/s320/100_5631.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUOtdbUDlI/AAAAAAAAAso/4t7F2071Y4A/s1600/100_5649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUOtdbUDlI/AAAAAAAAAso/4t7F2071Y4A/s320/100_5649.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't put them in my &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/amanda11275"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; shop yet, but I will be adding them soon!&lt;br /&gt;I can always make a custom bow to match, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*Sorry for all the shameless self-promotion - I can promise you&amp;nbsp;I'll still love you if you read my blog and don't buy my goodies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found a total clearance shirt at the Tarjhay for like a buck and some change and made a bow for that one, too.&amp;nbsp; And LG loves it, which is what counts! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUPPz6MuXI/AAAAAAAAAss/7l9in8qIpAU/s1600/100_5633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUPPz6MuXI/AAAAAAAAAss/7l9in8qIpAU/s400/100_5633.JPG" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Thursday! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-377848780236365547?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/377848780236365547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/hairbows-and-t-shirts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/377848780236365547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/377848780236365547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/hairbows-and-t-shirts.html' title='Hairbows and T-Shirts'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKUNs5WVetI/AAAAAAAAAsY/boi2DTKs2Co/s72-c/100_5645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3608580035501740493</id><published>2010-09-29T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:51:39.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesdays'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKPtFLmDBMI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/rZ9ZjeYEK-c/s1600/August+2010+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKPtFLmDBMI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/rZ9ZjeYEK-c/s400/August+2010+020.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3608580035501740493?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3608580035501740493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3608580035501740493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3608580035501740493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday.......'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKPtFLmDBMI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/rZ9ZjeYEK-c/s72-c/August+2010+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6747612469235836030</id><published>2010-09-27T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:30:13.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>My Sweet Girl.....</title><content type='html'>Has a LOOSE tooth.&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe this.&amp;nbsp; It feels like it was just yesterday these darn teeth came in.&amp;nbsp; And now they're going to fall out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKEMVQptRbI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XkBmd3hE5sE/s1600/babymare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKEMVQptRbI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XkBmd3hE5sE/s400/babymare.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot get over how fast my girl is growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKEMkiJlVUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/z3lDGQHlfyU/s1600/September+2010+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKEMkiJlVUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/z3lDGQHlfyU/s400/September+2010+049.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every day is a blessing with this girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6747612469235836030?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6747612469235836030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-sweet-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6747612469235836030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6747612469235836030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-sweet-girl.html' title='My Sweet Girl.....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TKEMVQptRbI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XkBmd3hE5sE/s72-c/babymare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5534730617022038063</id><published>2010-09-25T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:38:17.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Place to Be</title><content type='html'>I love the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED the beaches we frequented when we lived in Wi.sconsin.&amp;nbsp; I grew up living on Lake Michigan my entire life.&amp;nbsp; It is so beautiful and most of the beaches are gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; Yes, one cannot swim in the lake (comfortably) but about 6-8 short weeks a year - it's too cold on the WI side.&amp;nbsp; People in MI tell me they are able to swim all Summer, though.&amp;nbsp; In any case, I think a lot of people in the country have no clue how gorgeous and expansive our beautiful Great Lakes are.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4V7Uw75SI/AAAAAAAAAr4/M3TJoo7cIkE/s1600/lake+MI2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4V7Uw75SI/AAAAAAAAAr4/M3TJoo7cIkE/s320/lake+MI2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4WANlhqiI/AAAAAAAAAr8/UNHPbN_AMfw/s1600/lake+mi3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4WANlhqiI/AAAAAAAAAr8/UNHPbN_AMfw/s320/lake+mi3.bmp" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4V3bSTGQI/AAAAAAAAAr0/gzUtDF2GjEQ/s1600/lake+MI.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4V3bSTGQI/AAAAAAAAAr0/gzUtDF2GjEQ/s320/lake+MI.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully our move brought us to more beaches.&amp;nbsp; These beaches are beautiful, too....although sadly lined with many images of hurricane damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4W0F-bd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ren4UAYLOsw/s1600/August+2010+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4W0F-bd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ren4UAYLOsw/s400/August+2010+039.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But you know what, I am not going to complain about ANY beach.&amp;nbsp; I wonder what it is that draws us to the beach?&amp;nbsp; It just seems like a "feeling."&amp;nbsp; The beach is a place I can never get enough of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4Ws41qGMI/AAAAAAAAAsA/imaJFlhbzXo/s1600/August+2010+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4Ws41qGMI/AAAAAAAAAsA/imaJFlhbzXo/s400/August+2010+011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gotta run. We are headed there now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5534730617022038063?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5534730617022038063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-favorite-place-to-be.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5534730617022038063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5534730617022038063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-favorite-place-to-be.html' title='My Favorite Place to Be'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJ4V7Uw75SI/AAAAAAAAAr4/M3TJoo7cIkE/s72-c/lake+MI2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-9168468809476885530</id><published>2010-09-22T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T09:25:14.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>The Area We Didn't Know What To Do With</title><content type='html'>In the new house, there is an area by the stairs that is in the kitchen-ish/breakfast-area-ish that is probably a great spot for a desk, but we do not use it for a desk. We have a desk area for our bills and household stuff in our bedroom (where there is also a desk niche) and my sewing area also has a desk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, leaving the area totally empty was not an option because it just looked DUMB like that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sooooo......when we moved in I found this chair in the garage.&amp;nbsp; It was a wicker chair.&amp;nbsp; It's not like the previous renters left a bunch of stuff, just this chair in the garage.&amp;nbsp; We painted it with $1 oops paint.&amp;nbsp; "Shabby painting" because actually attempting to cover wicker evenly is for a much more experienced painter than me.&amp;nbsp; And a much more patient one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We added a little table there - painted with oops paint as well that was about $5 at the GW.&amp;nbsp; I made a seahorse pillow for the table with fabrics used around the house, and bought a clearance cushion at Home Dep.ot for the seat, which was $4 on clearance. I filled a glass vase with seashells from Galveston&amp;nbsp;and put up some goodies I love to look at on the wall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And voila - it appears our little spot has a purpose.&amp;nbsp; Or at least I think it looks pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJoP7Kk0lcI/AAAAAAAAArc/HILMZf8sP5g/s1600/100_5595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJoP7Kk0lcI/AAAAAAAAArc/HILMZf8sP5g/s400/100_5595.JPG" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to share that my little 5-year-old neighbor complimented me on this yesterday.&amp;nbsp; She is the sweetest little thing.&amp;nbsp; She looked over at it thoughtfully and said in the most darling Southern accent you could have ever heard:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;" I like this.&amp;nbsp; It really looks pretty.&amp;nbsp; My mama loves the fleur-de-lis.&amp;nbsp; Because, you know, fleur-de-lis means THE SAINTS."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(In case you might be wondering, the sweet little thing is a Louisiana native.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I told her I am not even from Louisiana but I love the fleur-de-is, too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, it's a great spot for Littlest Girl to stop and do some posing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJoQyYJk1NI/AAAAAAAAArs/l92Q5bZAxQc/s1600/100_5528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJoQyYJk1NI/AAAAAAAAArs/l92Q5bZAxQc/s400/100_5528.JPG" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it doesn't have the biggest purpose ever, but for for about $10 or less, it filled a terribly empty space and made it look a little more cozy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Plus my cute little Louisianian neighbor loves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OH! And I wanted to share one of my favorite decor pieces.&amp;nbsp; I made this and I love it.&amp;nbsp; I took an old frame and painted it (I have actually painted these over and over many times to fit the area I am putting them, but I love the blue the best), stamped some fleur-de-lis and crows on scrapbook paper, matted and framed it.&amp;nbsp; I added a flower to the crow frame and hot-glued jute twine to the backs and hung them with upholstery tacks. I love how these look.&amp;nbsp; Sorta shabby but cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJoP-3ooMeI/AAAAAAAAArk/CdXi4WZim2Q/s1600/100_5582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJoP-3ooMeI/AAAAAAAAArk/CdXi4WZim2Q/s320/100_5582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful and blessed day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-9168468809476885530?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/9168468809476885530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/area-we-didnt-know-what-to-do-with.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/9168468809476885530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/9168468809476885530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/area-we-didnt-know-what-to-do-with.html' title='The Area We Didn&apos;t Know What To Do With'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJoP7Kk0lcI/AAAAAAAAArc/HILMZf8sP5g/s72-c/100_5595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6286698951373420143</id><published>2010-09-21T16:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:01:32.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>The Breakfast Nook</title><content type='html'>So, when we came to Texas to look for a home, each home we looked at had certain features that were the same - but different from many homes in the North.&amp;nbsp; Every master bedroom had it's own bathroom.&amp;nbsp; Um, SCORE!&amp;nbsp; And every home had both a breakfast area and a formal dining area.&amp;nbsp; The home we chose is like about the most "open-concept" type home you could imagine so the formal dining area and living area are pretty much one room.&amp;nbsp; And the kitchen/breakfast area opens directly into said dining/living area.&amp;nbsp; I swear it's sort of like all one big room.&amp;nbsp; Which has presented some decorating challenges, but I am working on it (which means I keep obsessively rearranging things on a constant basis).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One area I have finally finished (I think) is our breakfast area.&amp;nbsp; Which is actually our dining area.&amp;nbsp; We do not formally dine so that whole formal dining area has just been used as a sewing/living area.&amp;nbsp; Normally I'd probably have kept it a formal dining area, but it just doesn't work in this particular house with our particular need.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I think I really like how the little breakfast eating area turned out!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, remember we are on a budget. (I know.&amp;nbsp; Enough with that already.)&amp;nbsp; So some of this stuff we came by VERY cheaply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in free.&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJknsR6kIHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/KjjpaU_-TMI/s1600/100_5568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJknsR6kIHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/KjjpaU_-TMI/s400/100_5568.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tablecloth I made from some khaki canvas curtain panels that I wasn't using anymore.&amp;nbsp; The table was my grandparents, and I hate to cover it because it's beautiful, but it's REALLY dark wood and our house is all very, very light colors and it would look just wrong.&amp;nbsp; The white chairs?&amp;nbsp; Got those OFF.THE.CURB.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, they are really cute little chairs and they were on the curb in my subdivision!&amp;nbsp; The blue chair?&amp;nbsp; It was at the GW for seven bucks - and it was unfinished wood, so I employed a little painter to help me paint it (with $1 oops paint, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJkn4o6j1bI/AAAAAAAAArE/kF1hll4ZTZk/s1600/100_5560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJkn4o6j1bI/AAAAAAAAArE/kF1hll4ZTZk/s320/100_5560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the creamer bowl.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJkntk7CZmI/AAAAAAAAAqs/xKU5XkPiybM/s1600/100_5578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJkntk7CZmI/AAAAAAAAAqs/xKU5XkPiybM/s400/100_5578.JPG" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is actually from a vintage set of dishes that my husband found at the GW.&amp;nbsp; Said set of dishware was marked $99.00, but somehow, and I do not know how, my husband got the GW clerk to mark it $14.99!&amp;nbsp; Do I want to know how?&amp;nbsp; Maybe not.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I looked it up on Ebay and it's a 1972 set - I love that 70s floral look and colors.&amp;nbsp; The plates are SO pretty.&amp;nbsp; I will have to post a pic sometime.&amp;nbsp; I think the best $14.99 we've ever spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what the nook usually looks like.&amp;nbsp; The little green anole lizards drive the cats INSANE.&amp;nbsp; The lizards seriously hang out just to annoy my cats, I swear it.&amp;nbsp; Right outside the window.&amp;nbsp; As if cats aren't crazy enough to begin with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJknxz4pPlI/AAAAAAAAAq0/55G9mK3cjBs/s1600/100_5588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJknxz4pPlI/AAAAAAAAAq0/55G9mK3cjBs/s320/100_5588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love the shelf I have on the wall.&amp;nbsp; I got it a long time ago at a garage sale for $1 and the teacups I got at GW for like 50 cents forever ago.&amp;nbsp;I took a panel of linen blend fabric from the Hob Lob and used wood curtain clip rings to hang that.&amp;nbsp; Now - I REALLY need a good curtain rod to hang it on, but I haven't found one cheap enough for my liking yet, so I'll wait until I do.&amp;nbsp; The clip rings I found on clearance for $1.47 a while back.&amp;nbsp; The fabric is from another home decor project.&amp;nbsp; The placemats were 48 cents on clearance at the Walmart.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJkrE0ADRFI/AAAAAAAAArU/osaqd95xVvM/s1600/100_5567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJkrE0ADRFI/AAAAAAAAArU/osaqd95xVvM/s400/100_5567.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am sure I'll change it up a little fairly soon, but for now it's cute and practical. :)&amp;nbsp; I would like a new tablecloth of more mod fabric, etc.&amp;nbsp;but I am okay waiting until I find a great one on the Target clearance endcap.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lord knows.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the clearance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6286698951373420143?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6286698951373420143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/breakfast-nook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6286698951373420143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6286698951373420143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/breakfast-nook.html' title='The Breakfast Nook'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJknsR6kIHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/KjjpaU_-TMI/s72-c/100_5568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-707648779567211387</id><published>2010-09-17T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:02:18.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pillow Covers'/><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Oh, how I have neglected my sweet little blog.&amp;nbsp; What a terrible mother I am, since one of my main goals for creating my little blog was to make sure I kept a journal of sorts, complete with pics, of my family life!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to catch up.&amp;nbsp; I think Littlest Girl and I have adjusted really well to her being gone SEVEN hours a day.&amp;nbsp; Sorry, I still can't get over the fact that my baby is gone SEVEN hours a day.&amp;nbsp; But you know what? I have managed to fill up those seven hours so quickly it's amazing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://rachelleann41.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachelle&lt;/a&gt;, you were SO right.&amp;nbsp; I never knew that 3 p.m. would really come up that quickly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day or so a week, I take my afternoon to help out at Littlest Girl's school, which is really fun because there are several other moms who are there helping, too.&amp;nbsp; We make copies, do some cutting and pasting and all that type of good stuff.&amp;nbsp; Plus a lot of chatter.&amp;nbsp; Lots of wonderful women here in our little corner of the H.ouston area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the usual mundane (though I love them) housekeeping duties also help to fill my day.&amp;nbsp; I really don't mind the cleaning, vacuuming, laundry, etc.&amp;nbsp; I guess God called me to domestic life?&amp;nbsp; Whatever the case, He sure called me to a very blessed life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been working on lots of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/amanda11275"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; projects and ideas, which is a LOT of fun!&amp;nbsp; I think I've pretty much mastered the pillow cover and I love&amp;nbsp;to make them.&amp;nbsp; I am a huge FAN of the throw pillow.&amp;nbsp; On the bed, on the chairs, on the sofa.&amp;nbsp; Easy way to change up decor in an instant.&amp;nbsp; Also, there is just something about a pillow that says &lt;em&gt;home&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;cozy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some I've made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOATq6CBgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4y6Se_Rxb6Q/s1600/etsysetof3-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOATq6CBgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4y6Se_Rxb6Q/s320/etsysetof3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOALIZgmxI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eHHmJp5mmpc/s1600/etsybirdplaid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOALIZgmxI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eHHmJp5mmpc/s320/etsybirdplaid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOAOL0VzWI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kWSuBDcOgjY/s1600/etsygold4ruffles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOAOL0VzWI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kWSuBDcOgjY/s320/etsygold4ruffles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOAP1qxs1I/AAAAAAAAAqM/dvhvlPE1Zl4/s1600/September+2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOAP1qxs1I/AAAAAAAAAqM/dvhvlPE1Zl4/s320/September+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJN-UELxgdI/AAAAAAAAApk/-fIOJmN0d0Y/s320/100_5495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJN-b5kZfEI/AAAAAAAAAps/d0gLOE0-VCw/s1600/etsy+pillow+covers+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJN-b5kZfEI/AAAAAAAAAps/d0gLOE0-VCw/s320/etsy+pillow+covers+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJN-def8NsI/AAAAAAAAAp0/zRgGhM6Plbk/s1600/etsy+pillow+covers+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJN-def8NsI/AAAAAAAAAp0/zRgGhM6Plbk/s320/etsy+pillow+covers+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Also, my friend &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/amyjomartin"&gt;Amy Jo&lt;/a&gt; (please check out her absolutely FABULOUS creations),&amp;nbsp;had faith in me and allowed me to create custom covers for her!&amp;nbsp; If you'd like custom covers and have faith in me, I'd love you forever. :)&amp;nbsp; Just email me for details (my email is amandasadorables{at}hotmail{dot}com.&amp;nbsp;The cost&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;custom work is very low right now. I&amp;nbsp;semi-new to all of this (though I've been sewing on and off since I was a teen), and I'd really like the opportunity to do&amp;nbsp;more custom work.&amp;nbsp; Amy gave me pics of the room the pillows would be living in and some thoughts on what she wanted and I went to town!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;As soon as I get pics of the pillows with her furniture, I'll post. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thanks for listening to all of that shameless self-promotion.&amp;nbsp; I really appreciate it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Littlest Girl has a half-day today and then we're heading to the beach for the afternoon!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-707648779567211387?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/707648779567211387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/707648779567211387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/707648779567211387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TJOATq6CBgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4y6Se_Rxb6Q/s72-c/etsysetof3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8052434588089044013</id><published>2010-09-10T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:16:52.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Post This Week</title><content type='html'>Take time to read this.&amp;nbsp; It's beautiful and wonderful and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://candacetodd.blogspot.com/2010/09/hug-muslim.html"&gt;Sparkle&amp;nbsp;Power's Hug A Muslim Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8052434588089044013?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8052434588089044013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-favorite-post-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8052434588089044013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8052434588089044013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-favorite-post-this-week.html' title='My Favorite Post This Week'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-1542614653648925153</id><published>2010-09-05T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:10:35.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>First Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>I am so late on this post, but I wanted to share anyway.&amp;nbsp; My sweet baby started Kindergarten on August 23rd and she could not be more happy with school.&amp;nbsp; She has a wonderful and sweet teacher who she just adores.&amp;nbsp; I could tell the instant we met her that she was the perfect fit for Littlest Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast before school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZEdGAgsI/AAAAAAAAAos/pyU0g9b3GDI/s1600/August+2010+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZEdGAgsI/AAAAAAAAAos/pyU0g9b3GDI/s400/August+2010+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures before school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZHVPCUtI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ThXnEHcK55U/s1600/August+2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZHVPCUtI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ThXnEHcK55U/s400/August+2010+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Walking in with Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZJUhPkfI/AAAAAAAAAo8/87mIm0kWyGo/s1600/August+2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZJUhPkfI/AAAAAAAAAo8/87mIm0kWyGo/s400/August+2010+024.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZMpCeUSI/AAAAAAAAApE/76Ehj9HZ4ws/s1600/August+2010+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZMpCeUSI/AAAAAAAAApE/76Ehj9HZ4ws/s400/August+2010+026.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZOo4JQ5I/AAAAAAAAApM/U_9GWEjXxzg/s1600/August+2010+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZOo4JQ5I/AAAAAAAAApM/U_9GWEjXxzg/s400/August+2010+029.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was a very bittersweet day for me.&amp;nbsp; While I am SO proud that I have a sweet and wonderful girl who loves to learn and make friends, it was also very hard to let her go.&amp;nbsp; Seven hours away from Mama each day is very hard for Mama.&amp;nbsp; I have been home with Littlest Girl her whole life.&amp;nbsp; We have never even been apart for seven hours!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made sure to make a to-do list that is like months-long (including lots of Etsy projects) to keep myself very busy.&amp;nbsp; And I have honestly enjoyed it!&amp;nbsp; I fill my days sewing or helping out at the school and then when LG gets home, we are free to play and&amp;nbsp;make dinner together and&amp;nbsp;just truly enjoy our time together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of my sweet girl. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-1542614653648925153?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1542614653648925153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1542614653648925153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1542614653648925153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='First Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TIRZEdGAgsI/AAAAAAAAAos/pyU0g9b3GDI/s72-c/August+2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4494244227569087705</id><published>2010-08-19T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:52:43.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>The GW Desk</title><content type='html'>I love Goodwill.&amp;nbsp; Well, all thrift stores really.&amp;nbsp; Partially because I am cheap.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe actually totally because I am cheap.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I am SO cheap that....wait, I think I'd actually like to call myself a &lt;em&gt;frugalista&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Sounds way more chic.&amp;nbsp; Okay, so I am SUCH a frugalista that I actually TALKED down the dude at the GW on&amp;nbsp;a desk &amp;amp; end table. Seriously though, the price was way too high for realz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was needing a desk for my sewing machine and some storage area to keep my fabrics and sewing goodies since I am embarking on some new and creative projects these days (also known as I am seriously trying to make some extra dough so you should for sure buy all my creations once they are listed on Etsy.&amp;nbsp; Shameless.&amp;nbsp; I am shameless.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really needed a desk.&amp;nbsp; But I've got a tight budget.&amp;nbsp; I was good with spending like all of ten bucks on the desk.&amp;nbsp; And you know what?&amp;nbsp; For a few dollars more than that, I got a desk and a table.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3pjPHzyRI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9PACIZZzAIM/s1600/August+2010+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3pjPHzyRI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9PACIZZzAIM/s400/August+2010+013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See what I mean?&amp;nbsp; U-G-L-Y, you ain't go no alibi.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3plE9FlcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/_UXdOClmD8g/s1600/August+2010+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3plE9FlcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/_UXdOClmD8g/s400/August+2010+012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I could see potential, though.&amp;nbsp; Cute cut-outs in the wood, etc. and I&amp;nbsp;knew the desk could be cute with some replacement knobs and a coat of paint or two.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I always buy OOPS paint at HD.&amp;nbsp; SUCH an excellent deal.&amp;nbsp; Little teensy colors are fifty cents, quarts are&amp;nbsp;a buck and gallons (is that what those big cans are?) are five bucks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;VERY good deal.&amp;nbsp; And I have a ton left over for any other projects - and all are in colors of the decor of my house, so can be used for lotsa stuff in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3qSAIdKNI/AAAAAAAAAns/ekWJhFk9PVc/s1600/August+2010+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3qSAIdKNI/AAAAAAAAAns/ekWJhFk9PVc/s400/August+2010+016.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can clearly see, I ran into a plethora of "my" colors&amp;nbsp; in one day and scooped them all up.&amp;nbsp; I think I spent like 7 bones total.&amp;nbsp; GREAT deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3qhz0-c3I/AAAAAAAAAn0/0TTd7u1Bc3Y/s1600/August+2010+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3qhz0-c3I/AAAAAAAAAn0/0TTd7u1Bc3Y/s400/August+2010+014.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, do you not wish you had a helper this cute!?&amp;nbsp; My sweet girl is such a great painter. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She helped me paint the desk and an end table, too (but we'll show that one off in a different post) - she even helped me remove and install new knobs and VOILA:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3qp_Y2s5I/AAAAAAAAAn8/2iJA2K1XtBE/s1600/August+2010+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3qp_Y2s5I/AAAAAAAAAn8/2iJA2K1XtBE/s400/August+2010+019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think it looks a zillion times better!&amp;nbsp; Super cute, even!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3rGGK6oSI/AAAAAAAAAoE/olvKuendH1g/s1600/August+2010+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3rGGK6oSI/AAAAAAAAAoE/olvKuendH1g/s400/August+2010+020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wait 'til you see the other goodies we put together with it!&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;looks really cute!&amp;nbsp; I am pretty darn proud of our &lt;strike&gt;cheapness&lt;/strike&gt; frugality and that it turned out so cute.&amp;nbsp; SO much inspiration for this little project and all that follow came from the &lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/"&gt;Nester&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jonesdesigncompany.com/"&gt;Jones Design Co&lt;/a&gt; blogs, among many others.&amp;nbsp; This was really fun to transform a&amp;nbsp; (cheap) shabby little desk into something cute and useful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the world's worst painter. Yes, I am seriously bad at&amp;nbsp;painting.&amp;nbsp; Bad at painting a flat wall.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So to have something turn our cute, I am pretty&amp;nbsp;proud.&amp;nbsp; Plus it was way fun to do with Littlest Girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have found a new hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4494244227569087705?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4494244227569087705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/08/gw-desk.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4494244227569087705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4494244227569087705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/08/gw-desk.html' title='The GW Desk'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TG3pjPHzyRI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9PACIZZzAIM/s72-c/August+2010+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4456628479513110576</id><published>2010-08-13T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:00:01.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>SO excited....</title><content type='html'>It's the little things, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While hubby is immersed in a bunch of work this next week-ish (just a really busy week for him), Littlest Girl and I (well, not soooo much her, as she has a very busy social life in our new neighborhood) are tearing into decorating, rearranging, and sprucing up the house.&amp;nbsp; When we moved into this rental, we kind of put everything just wherever it looked decent so we could&amp;nbsp;dive right into&amp;nbsp;Summer and our time with Sissy and Blonde Boy&amp;nbsp;here with us.&amp;nbsp; Now as you all know, we are on a tight budget these days, but that does not mean you cannot have a cute little home.&amp;nbsp; I have&amp;nbsp;used countless inexpensive and FABULOUS&amp;nbsp;ideas from the &lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/"&gt;Nester&lt;/a&gt; and various others to do some things around here that I think are going to turn out just fabulous.&amp;nbsp; If you don't know who the&amp;nbsp;Nester is,&amp;nbsp;please click on the link.&amp;nbsp; There is no way you won't just ADORE her and all her creativity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the sprucin' up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am doing it all supa cheap.&amp;nbsp; Like by supa cheap, I mean to tell you I TALKED DOWN THE MAN AT THE GOODWILL on a price for a desk &amp;amp; an end table.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, LG and I are working hard these next few-ish days (with proper breaks taken for beach &amp;amp; pool time) and I cannot wait to post all about the cute little things we did around here and give credit to all the fabulous bloggers who came up with all these fabulous ideas that I am using!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4456628479513110576?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4456628479513110576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-excited.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4456628479513110576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4456628479513110576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-excited.html' title='SO excited....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-663311070273480932</id><published>2010-08-11T21:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:37:03.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesdays'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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- go check her out), for asking. :)&amp;nbsp; That's the first time I've had a reader ask me something and I am flattered.&amp;nbsp; Why did/do we co-sleep?&amp;nbsp; I am happy to ramble on with my opinion on that....hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little background on our family:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first three children are stepchildren.&amp;nbsp; I have always treated them as my own, but I haven't raised them since they were infants, so this decision was not up to me.&amp;nbsp; However, my stepdaughter, now 11, was 24 months when I "got" her and we did often allow her to sleep in the bed with us.&amp;nbsp; There was SO much instability and craziness in her little life at that time that we felt like if she needed some comfort at night, we were fine with that.&amp;nbsp; Plus she was the tiniest, cutest little thing ever.&amp;nbsp; And I think having become insta-mom to children who were 6, 4, and 24 months helped me realize exactly how quickly growing up happens and exactly how quickly children&amp;nbsp;get to the age where friends and social lives are numero uno on the priority list and a kid wouldn't sleep in your bed with you if their life depended on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The story of cosleeping with Littlest Girl:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Littlest Girl was a miracle child.&amp;nbsp; Our first child together, a beautiful baby girl, was stillborn at 27 weeks gestation.&amp;nbsp; When I became pregnant with Littlest Girl, we were so excited but also scared out of our minds that she'd never make it.&amp;nbsp; But she did, perfectly healthy!&amp;nbsp; And amazing.&amp;nbsp; I know in many ways, my loss has definitely colored the way I parent.&amp;nbsp; I don't miss an opportunity for a hug, a snuggle, a kiss, anything.&amp;nbsp; I never had that with our angel, and I am not going to miss out with Littlest Girl.&amp;nbsp; Also, Littlest Girl was not a particularly easy baby.&amp;nbsp; She was fussy, colicky, you name it.&amp;nbsp; She was fine if she was held.&amp;nbsp; By ME.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pretty dern unhappy.&amp;nbsp; So, our cosleeping started in infancy.&amp;nbsp; NOW- I know almost everyone will tell you horror stories of parents rolling on their children, etc.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Almost every single instance of that:&amp;nbsp; parents were under the influence of drugs or alcohol.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Um, I'd never co-sleep if I was drunk.&amp;nbsp; Besides, exactly what parent of an infant has any TIME to go out and get drunk?&amp;nbsp; Clearly if you made a choice to go out and drink and then co-sleep, chances are you&amp;nbsp;weren't making any OTHER&amp;nbsp;good choices, either.&amp;nbsp; My goodness, that's common sense.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Only God&amp;nbsp;has room to judge, but sheesh,&amp;nbsp;boozing&amp;nbsp;+ co-sleeping&amp;nbsp;is pretty&amp;nbsp;much cut &amp;amp; dried bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askdrsears.com/html/7/t071000.asp"&gt;Dr. Sears&lt;/a&gt; can explain the benefits of co-sleeping with an infant better than me, of course.&amp;nbsp; I can only share my own experience.&amp;nbsp; At the time LG was an infant, it wasn't even yet my choice to co-sleep - that was&amp;nbsp;the only way the kid was going to sleep, and there were five other people in the house that needed sleep so we were going to do whatever worked.&amp;nbsp; As time progressed, LG went through phases where she actually loved her crib as opposed to sleeping with us.&amp;nbsp; She always, always napped in her crib from about six months on.&amp;nbsp; And she often went through phases where she would go to sleep at night in her crib and then wake up in the night (her crib was always in our room) and want to come snuggle in bed.&amp;nbsp; Fine with me.&amp;nbsp; I do not see any issues in comforting and reassuring your child, no matter what the age.&amp;nbsp; I also don't necessarily think you need to co-sleep or attachment parent to have a loved child - it's just what works best for US and what we believe.&amp;nbsp; And if&amp;nbsp;anyone is&amp;nbsp;wondering if LG is independent?&amp;nbsp; OH YES.&amp;nbsp; I am like a big old mess over the fact that she's going to Kindergarten in a few weeks and she is coming out of her skin excited!&amp;nbsp; She loves to play with other children and she's SO independent!&amp;nbsp; She's been in gymnastics and all sorts of other little classes since she was 2.5 and she's always just marched right in without me and had a ball!&amp;nbsp; I always worried if I attachment parented her, she'd be a clingy little thing, but SO not the case.&amp;nbsp; Now, she's getting older and sometimes she wants to sleep by us and sometimes not.&amp;nbsp; We just moved across the dern country, so if she's feeling a little unsettled, that's okay.&amp;nbsp; I just want her to feel happy and comforted, plus I know from the experience of having three older kiddos that she's growing up VERY quickly and it's like NO time until her social life is number one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Co-sleeping isn't for everyone, but a lot of people freak out about it&amp;nbsp; and say "Oh, I'd NEVER do that. I don't want a ten-year-old in my bed."&amp;nbsp; Um, seriously?&amp;nbsp;If you have a ten-year-old who actually WANTS to be in your bed, you&amp;nbsp;might have issues.&amp;nbsp; My experience (and this is just mine, not everyone's) is that most ten-year-olds these days are way more into sleepovers with their friends than sleeping with their parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, I think co-sleeping and attachment parenting are the right methods. FOR US.&amp;nbsp; For the most part - not every aspect of that method is right for us.&amp;nbsp; I never nursed - I pumped and fed for 7 weeks.&amp;nbsp; And then formula.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For some moms, nursing for&amp;nbsp;the first full year and maybe even beyond is the right move.&amp;nbsp; Whatever works and whatever creates the best bond for you and your children is what's best, you know?&amp;nbsp; I don't judge others (well, maybe the aforementioned boozers who co-sleep), because everyone has reasons for the methods they choose.&amp;nbsp; I vaccinate my children and believe in vaccines, but I have several friends who either delay or choose to not vaccinate altogether and they have many strong beliefs and reasons for their choices.&amp;nbsp; It may not be what I believe, but to each his own.&amp;nbsp; As moms, we face enough pressure to do everything right and tearing down other moms for their choices doesn't help anything at all. :)&amp;nbsp; So that's why WE co-sleep.&amp;nbsp; But if someone else doesn't, so be it.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3216450629597377524?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3216450629597377524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/08/co-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3216450629597377524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3216450629597377524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/08/co-sleeping.html' title='Co-Sleeping'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4852709119351392005</id><published>2010-07-31T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T10:35:18.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feline Children'/><title type='text'>The Packed Bed</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am a fan of co-sleeping (and a good bunch of other Dr. Sears stuff, including attachment parenting).&amp;nbsp; You may not be and that's a-okay.&amp;nbsp; It is just what worked really well with our very fussy Littlest Girl when she was a baby and it's also what I believe is the best parenting "method" for our family.&amp;nbsp; Obviously, Littlest Girl is five now, so she sleeps with us less and less and is making her way into the independent sleeping world, which I will admit makes me sad because I love to snuggle her. &lt;br /&gt;Our Littlest Cat is also apparently really into co-sleeping.&amp;nbsp; Gigantic Cat (rest in peace) used to sleep with us, but way at the end of the bed by our feet and was super polite and would only sleep in the spots where our feet &lt;strong&gt;weren't.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Again, very polite.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so with Littlest Cat.&amp;nbsp; She is tiny (about five or six pounds) and a very timid, skittish little thing.&amp;nbsp; But apparently she has to get some snuggling in somewhere.&amp;nbsp; She starts the night at the foot of the bed right at my feet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And as soon as she knows we're asleep, she moves up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRAhVhOETI/AAAAAAAAAmc/CUvm3BtakW0/s1600/July+2010+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRAhVhOETI/AAAAAAAAAmc/CUvm3BtakW0/s400/July+2010+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is about 2 a.m.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a bladder the size of a corn kernel so I swear I get up to pee about 3 times a night (you should hear when I am pregnant, I think I pee no less than 72 times per night).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I digress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, when Littlest Cat first started doing this, I couldn't believe it.&amp;nbsp; Like the first couple nights, I'd wake and find her right between Husband and me with her HEAD ON THE PILLOW AND HER BODY UNDER THE COVERS.&amp;nbsp; I thought about reminding her that she was a cat, but then it occurred to me that it was really rather cute.&amp;nbsp; And if Littlest Girl happens to be bunking with us for the night, Littlest Cat will snuggle her way up between preferably Husband and LG or LG and me.&amp;nbsp; I do not joke.&amp;nbsp; This happens every night.&amp;nbsp; And Husband, who doesn't wake unless a minimum Category 5 hurricane happens to be passing right overhead in conjunction with an earthquake measuring no less than 8.5 on the Richter scale is shaking the house, didn't believe me that Littlest Cat would do this because she is just "oh-so-skittish" and would just NEVER sleep with us.&amp;nbsp; So I brought the dern camera in the room last night and put it on my night table.&amp;nbsp; And sure enough when I got up to pee for the first time, there was Littlest Cat.&amp;nbsp; Amongst two loud snorers, she was snoozing quite peacefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I snapped some pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRB2jmhZpI/AAAAAAAAAmk/iYOPXRucCRc/s1600/July+2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRB2jmhZpI/AAAAAAAAAmk/iYOPXRucCRc/s400/July+2010+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRB3_Ys0iI/AAAAAAAAAms/f6OePBciNe0/s1600/July+2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRB3_Ys0iI/AAAAAAAAAms/f6OePBciNe0/s400/July+2010+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, our INSANE cat is much more appropriate with his sleeping places and &lt;br /&gt;really cannot be bothered with annoying photographer-slash-owners (me) who are way too enamoured with the daily lives of her felines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRCXeBVjoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/QsSgA54VPJA/s1600/July+2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRCXeBVjoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/QsSgA54VPJA/s320/July+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4852709119351392005?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4852709119351392005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/packed-bed.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4852709119351392005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4852709119351392005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/packed-bed.html' title='The Packed Bed'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFRAhVhOETI/AAAAAAAAAmc/CUvm3BtakW0/s72-c/July+2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-9022345374811055817</id><published>2010-07-30T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T09:16:00.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I normally never participate in linky type things - not because I do not like them, but because I always forget.&amp;nbsp; BUT- this one is being hosted by &lt;a href="http://therothreport.blogspot.com/"&gt;TAMI,&lt;/a&gt; who may or may not be one of the very funniest bloggers you'll ever have the pleasure of reading.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And she begged that we all participate, lest she look like a &lt;a href="http://therothreport.blogspot.com/2010/07/consider-yourselves-warned.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FCpej+%2829+and+Holding...%29"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I am trying to watch my mouth as of late and while this absolutely cracked me UP, I am going to go ahead and leave out the actual word.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we have stumbled on some hard times (both financially and with other drama)&amp;nbsp;around this house lately.&amp;nbsp; Nothing we can't make our way out right past, but you know when the road gets a little bumpy and you start to forget what's REALLY important and what you REALLY need in life and value the most?&amp;nbsp; I am a very blessed human and I need to remember that.&amp;nbsp; Maybe even write it down.&amp;nbsp; Like now.&amp;nbsp; (*These are the rules for Feel Good Friday.&amp;nbsp; Read&lt;a href="http://thegirlnextdoorgrowsup.com/feel-good-friday/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; if you want to participate and then go link up with Tami so she doesn't look like that word I made you click over to 'cause I am all prim and proper and not gonna say it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO:&amp;nbsp; I am going to write out five things that made me happy this past week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&amp;nbsp; Sissy, my 11-year-old stepdaughter, creating a "spa" for Littlest Girl and me complete with her own version of pedicures, hair-do-ing, and foot massages.&amp;nbsp; Who has a kid that awesome that she actually asks to give you a foot massage?!?!&amp;nbsp; Me, apparently.&amp;nbsp; Oh sweet Jesus, I do not know what I have done to deserve her, but THANK YOU.&amp;nbsp; Here's Littlest Girl getting her facial massage.&amp;nbsp; tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHvQ3U6pfI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FACw_gRbH3g/s1600/July+2010+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHvQ3U6pfI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FACw_gRbH3g/s400/July+2010+063.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; A wonderful trip with family.&amp;nbsp; Even though we were on the tightest budget of our lives, it was SO fun and I&amp;nbsp;realized that even a little trip on a tight budget is better than no trip at all and no matter what - it's FUN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHvUvEpKrI/AAAAAAAAAlk/o8_Bz0h1ArE/s1600/July+2010+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHvUvEpKrI/AAAAAAAAAlk/o8_Bz0h1ArE/s400/July+2010+037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; This guy.&amp;nbsp; The Husband.&amp;nbsp; You have no idea how much this guy has on his plate at the moment and he NEVER complains.&amp;nbsp; He is mellow and laid back and really spoils me.&amp;nbsp; A lot.&amp;nbsp; And I am really thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHv0ofChYI/AAAAAAAAAls/2b1nMnY0AqA/s1600/July+2010+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHv0ofChYI/AAAAAAAAAls/2b1nMnY0AqA/s320/July+2010+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Coming home to obviously hungover felines who totally obviously had a party with all the other cats on the block right here in our house.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if they served "kitty" cocktails?&amp;nbsp; Oh, how I crack myself up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHwJcViD_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/IzIs1yli-fs/s1600/July+2010+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHwJcViD_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/IzIs1yli-fs/s400/July+2010+074.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; My faith.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful every day because I know God works only for good and I am one blessed chica to be a child of His.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; OH sheesh, I went over the limit, but I have to share.&amp;nbsp; This past week I stumbled on &lt;em&gt;Steel Magnolias&lt;/em&gt; on the TV.&amp;nbsp; If you are a woman and have never seen this movie, I think you should probably run out right now and go get it.&amp;nbsp; It is by far and away one of the best movies ever made and an essential view to any woman's life.&amp;nbsp; Plus, it is quotable beyond belief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Miss Truvy, I promise that my personal tragedy will not interfere with my ability to do good hair.''&lt;/em&gt; ~ Annelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is one of my faves.&amp;nbsp; As with most men, Husband had not seen it.&amp;nbsp; Well, he sat right down and watched it beginning to end with me (he even got tissues for me for the end part) and he LOVED it.&amp;nbsp; Yes, my husband LOVED &lt;em&gt;Steel Magnolias&lt;/em&gt; and he said that OUT LOUD.&amp;nbsp; My heart swells with pride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, there's a bunch of stuff that made me happy this week.&amp;nbsp; Best thing about it?&amp;nbsp; I know there were more moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-9022345374811055817?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/9022345374811055817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/feel-good-friday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/9022345374811055817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/9022345374811055817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday!'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFHvQ3U6pfI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FACw_gRbH3g/s72-c/July+2010+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3661040057018214319</id><published>2010-07-28T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T16:57:25.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><title type='text'>Remember the Alamo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCj4iXMZdI/AAAAAAAAAj8/AL_QUIUnXxc/s1600/July+2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCj4iXMZdI/AAAAAAAAAj8/AL_QUIUnXxc/s320/July+2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The dear husband had a business conference in San.Antonio the past few days so the kiddos and I tagged along.&amp;nbsp; Last year we lived in the Snowy North, so Littlest Girl and I flew down with the Husband for this conference.&amp;nbsp; This year we&amp;nbsp;live a few hours away so we&amp;nbsp;drove and took all three kiddos.&amp;nbsp; We were also on a MUCHO tighter budget.&amp;nbsp; (*See &lt;a href="http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/frugal-fun.html"&gt;Frugal Fun&lt;/a&gt; post.)&amp;nbsp; Also, since we lived in the Snowy North last year, when we arrived in SA, we were immediately drenched in sweat and just overcome by all that HEAT.&amp;nbsp; This year?&amp;nbsp; Coming from Hou.ston?&amp;nbsp; Suffice it to say it felt a bit like a Siberian treat.&amp;nbsp; We have a very special brand of hiumidity here in coastal Tex.as.&amp;nbsp; If you've been here, you know.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp; I digress.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCj6xzeLVI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Fr9QQvhmOMU/s1600/July+2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCj6xzeLVI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Fr9QQvhmOMU/s320/July+2010+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had a nice trip.&amp;nbsp; Due to some budget constraints, we didn't do as much as&amp;nbsp;usual&amp;nbsp;out on the town, but we DID have fun and we enjoyed lots of great food and good times.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkBxei-cI/AAAAAAAAAkU/sv-W3iKr--0/s1600/July+2010+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkBxei-cI/AAAAAAAAAkU/sv-W3iKr--0/s320/July+2010+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Husband took Blonde Boy to see the Cowboys training camp, which they both said was a ton of fun.&amp;nbsp; There were SO many people all over SA in town for the training camp!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCj9BGnsfI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HDetOsvvcFw/s1600/July+2010+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCj9BGnsfI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HDetOsvvcFw/s320/July+2010+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Romo is actually from a little town in the Snowy North just about a half an hour from where I grew up!&amp;nbsp; Small world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkFYDcUrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/A8l06QP_wZo/s1600/July+2010+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkFYDcUrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/A8l06QP_wZo/s320/July+2010+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For dinner one evening, we went to Pat O'Brien.s.&amp;nbsp; Such a great place to eat (and drink), though we held off on that drinking bit obviously since it was a family outing.&amp;nbsp; The joys of being a grown-up, right?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All the kids had Kiddie Cocktails, which Littlest Girl calls "Kiddie Cottontails."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkHxpUVNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/0g_hC47kptk/s1600/July+2010+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkHxpUVNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/0g_hC47kptk/s320/July+2010+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkLqb1FxI/AAAAAAAAAks/BVwCnVoRIq0/s1600/July+2010+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkLqb1FxI/AAAAAAAAAks/BVwCnVoRIq0/s320/July+2010+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Husband got to have a Hurricane.&amp;nbsp; He owes me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We wandered over to the Alamo after....Littlest Girl said she was feeling ill from her Cottontail (good Lord, I hope it wasn't spiked, the child IS really naughty sometimes, you know).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkPSEaTYI/AAAAAAAAAk0/SveJs3V2NeA/s1600/July+2010+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkPSEaTYI/AAAAAAAAAk0/SveJs3V2NeA/s320/July+2010+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkRGFQ2AI/AAAAAAAAAk8/P2XhG58axTM/s1600/July+2010+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkRGFQ2AI/AAAAAAAAAk8/P2XhG58axTM/s320/July+2010+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next night we were on our own and headed for a yummy dinner at Chili's.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkVFc74eI/AAAAAAAAAlE/XhdTG5cpcek/s1600/July+2010+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCkVFc74eI/AAAAAAAAAlE/XhdTG5cpcek/s320/July+2010+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a crazy huge lightning storm going on after dinner&amp;nbsp;and we needed to catch the bus back to our hotel and darn, I kept trying to wait out the storm, but it wouldn't give so we had a bit of a soggy (&amp;amp; a bit scary) walk to the bus stop.&amp;nbsp; However, we managed to escape electrocution via lightning and made it back to the hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went out to a few other fun dinners, a couple window-shopping excursions and a fabulous walk on the Riverwalk.&amp;nbsp; SA is a GREAT city.&amp;nbsp; If you have never been, put it on your bucket list.&amp;nbsp; It's gorgeous and fun and full of really nice Texans.&amp;nbsp; Also, and it's not like I need this or anything, but you can eat for days upon days in that city at about a million and one fantabulous restaurants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will admit, I missed our feline children and was glad to get back and see the naughty little kitties, who may or may not have had a keg party while we were gone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(A few pictures were suspiciously on the floor and not on the walls where&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;left them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCngoOLVJI/AAAAAAAAAlM/NFFORovSBzU/s1600/July+2010+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCngoOLVJI/AAAAAAAAAlM/NFFORovSBzU/s320/July+2010+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Does that not look like a hungover cat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCni_3RVsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vrj2POkaO-I/s1600/July+2010+079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCni_3RVsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vrj2POkaO-I/s320/July+2010+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Suspicious......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3661040057018214319?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3661040057018214319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/remember-alamo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3661040057018214319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3661040057018214319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/remember-alamo.html' title='Remember the Alamo'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFCj4iXMZdI/AAAAAAAAAj8/AL_QUIUnXxc/s72-c/July+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5482192978121007545</id><published>2010-07-21T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T15:55:39.195-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving Money'/><title type='text'>Frugal Fun</title><content type='html'>So, in today's economy, frugal is the new awesome.&amp;nbsp; Due to a set of rather extreme unforeseen circumstances, our monthly budget has become as tight as a college student's.&amp;nbsp; Only there are five of us to support in this house. Thankfully only two of us drink and the beer consumption is nowhere near what it was in college.&amp;nbsp; Meaning the beer won't take up 85% of the monthly expenditures like it did during those four years of &lt;strike&gt;binge drinking&lt;/strike&gt; learning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid.&amp;nbsp; (Well, not about that 85% figure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tight budgets present a new challenge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;However:&amp;nbsp; NO complaints.&amp;nbsp; We are still more monetarily wealthy than most people on this planet and there are not going to be any complaints unless I have to go without indoor plumbing.&amp;nbsp; Simple as that.&amp;nbsp; (*But you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; note that if the whole&amp;nbsp;going-without-indoor-plumbing should occur, there WILL be some seriously extreme freaking out.)&amp;nbsp; In any event, even though said circumstances have taken a&amp;nbsp;HUGE amount out of our take-home monthly income, we still have a wonderful family, friends, community, kitties, and most importantly: we have faith.&amp;nbsp; Nothing is more important.&amp;nbsp; And we know God is working always for good.&amp;nbsp; Even if you have NO money (and even if you have NO indoor plumbing), you still have Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We know that in all things God works for good with those who love him, those whom he has called according to his purpose." ~ Romans 8:28&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as for the logistics of the new monthly budget, well, we are trying some new methods of tightening our budget that we haven't always stuck to - and should have.&amp;nbsp; And we're always looking for even more suggestions.&amp;nbsp; We never stuck to a meal plan on a regular basis.&amp;nbsp; We have done it in the past, but not regularly enough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We put a meal plan together for two weeks at a time, we allow the kids to make suggestions for their favorite meals, and we all shop together for the ingredients.&amp;nbsp; That way (we hope) it helps teach the kiddos about the costs of groceries, sales, and coupons.&amp;nbsp; My dad managed a grocery store when I was growing up, so he always did all our shopping and I never knew much about shopping the market,&amp;nbsp;costs,&amp;nbsp;and planning.&amp;nbsp; And neither do my kids.&amp;nbsp; For example, I ask 13-year-old Blonde Boy to grab some celery for soup.&amp;nbsp; He proceeds to grab the already-cut-into-sticks variety pre-made in the deli.&amp;nbsp; For SEVEN DOLLARS.&amp;nbsp; I had to school the boy on the proper selection of celery for his requested chicken noodle soup.&amp;nbsp; Lest we have billion dollar chicken noodle soup.&amp;nbsp; We all cook the meals together, which is pretty fun and the kids are learning so much.&amp;nbsp; We recently had a DELICIOUS Chinese FEAST from scratch.&amp;nbsp; My dear husband did the bulk of the cooking, but had the kids help every step of the way.&amp;nbsp; We had chicken fried rice, a stir-fry he creates with budget friendly Ra.men noodles, and the most delicious egg rolls I have EVER had.&amp;nbsp; In any case, the meal planning and cooking as a family have turned out&amp;nbsp;to be&amp;nbsp;valuable in more ways than one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Husband has some business to do in San.Antonio at the end of the month - and we are going to accompany him.&amp;nbsp; We're lucky because we get to share his hotel suite with him and don't have to pay for it, as that's part of his business expenses.&amp;nbsp; Our hotel room is equipped with a fridge and micro, so we're bringing enough food for lunches for the few days we're there and the hotel provides daily breakfast free.&amp;nbsp; A hot breakfast at that.&amp;nbsp; In the evenings, we will go out to dinner, but not without the help of several certificates from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://restaurant.com/"&gt;restaurant.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; They have such great deals a the moment!&amp;nbsp; I got $25 certficates for $3!&amp;nbsp; Check it out - I think the sale is still on until 7/23.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We hope to keep our expenses low and still have a great time. I have been to SA before and it's such a great city with so much to offer.&amp;nbsp; We are staying on the Riverwalk, which is absolutely beautiful just to wander around on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I am always looking for new suggestions, sites, and any handy tips on saving money.&amp;nbsp; So if you have any, please share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5482192978121007545?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5482192978121007545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/frugal-fun.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5482192978121007545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5482192978121007545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/frugal-fun.html' title='Frugal Fun'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8685038320076060381</id><published>2010-07-18T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T10:37:35.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Summer Adjustments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZt_2hO5I/AAAAAAAAAic/r1Ddtxgxf6k/s1600/July+2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZt_2hO5I/AAAAAAAAAic/r1Ddtxgxf6k/s320/July+2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Summer = a lot more time on our hands.&amp;nbsp; Especially this particular season, because we are new to this area and our children do not have playmates yet!&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl has already made friends, so she's set, but Blonde Boy and Sissy (who are 13 and 11) have not yet....and that's kind of rough for them.&amp;nbsp; However, I must say that amidst the "Mom, what are we doing today?" questions, there have been a few patches of creative play.&amp;nbsp; Above you see Littlest Girl with her create-a-nail press-on nails.&amp;nbsp; I would never let her out in public with her claws, but she has quite&amp;nbsp;a ball decorating her little nails and then pressing them on.&amp;nbsp; Bonus for me is that said nails pop off with the slightest of movement, so Littlest Girl stays like totally still for as long as she can handle it (which sometimes is like ten whole minutes) before she pops them off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZwx8upEI/AAAAAAAAAik/LNXxXaXx8Gw/s1600/July+2010+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZwx8upEI/AAAAAAAAAik/LNXxXaXx8Gw/s320/July+2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see above, the children have resorted to creative dress-up.&amp;nbsp; I really have no idea what their fascination with this type of dress is, but hey, whatever floats your boat, right?&amp;nbsp; I love how Littlest Girl apparently knows how to throw up a bunch of gang signs of some type.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZzonOvUI/AAAAAAAAAis/BnMACud5fr8/s1600/July+2010+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZzonOvUI/AAAAAAAAAis/BnMACud5fr8/s320/July+2010+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, isn't this awesome?&amp;nbsp; Well, since we've turned five, this is a lot of what I am getting lately.&amp;nbsp; Some days I wonder if this child will spend more time on her "Naughty Mat" than not.&amp;nbsp; I remember this type of sassy behavior from both Blonde Boy and Sissy the Summer before they entered Kindergarten, but because it was so long ago, apparently I'd forgotten the toll that the amazing sass of a five-year-old can take on a mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ2DsQEKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/x42DPMS1pJE/s1600/July+2010+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ2DsQEKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/x42DPMS1pJE/s320/July+2010+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner out.&amp;nbsp; The kids absolutely LOVE to go out to eat.&amp;nbsp; We are on&amp;nbsp;a tight budget, so we do not go out unless we've got coupons (which I did), but I swear I always wonder why they love to go out to eat because nine times out of ten, they will order the same meal.&amp;nbsp; Again, though, whatever floats your boat, right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ3TW3BeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/xWiYQxuJIUY/s1600/July+2010+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ3TW3BeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/xWiYQxuJIUY/s320/July+2010+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you not love my hair like this?&amp;nbsp; Sissy did it.&amp;nbsp; One evening she asked if she could curl my hair and I agreed because who does not love to hair their hair brushed and primped?&amp;nbsp; And it came out like this and I just LOVED it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ4xAD5yI/AAAAAAAAAjE/eYzmJNeHTEA/s1600/July+2010+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ4xAD5yI/AAAAAAAAAjE/eYzmJNeHTEA/s320/July+2010+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here is Littlest Girl showing that her utter OBSESSION with the medical world (which includes veterinarian and dental treatments as well) is not over.&amp;nbsp; We got this child a toy medical kit for $3.98 from Wal.greens for Christmas&amp;nbsp;when she was 2 and that year she opened that gift and didn't want to open another.&amp;nbsp; Since then, the child has amassed a collection of medical items that rival Johns Hopkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ9VMC3wI/AAAAAAAAAjM/N7m-9U2rqW4/s1600/July+2010+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZ9VMC3wI/AAAAAAAAAjM/N7m-9U2rqW4/s320/July+2010+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did I mention it's hot here?&amp;nbsp; And that's just the temp - not the heat index, which is how it "actually feels."&amp;nbsp; That temperature is well into the three-hundreds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To escape the heat, we headed to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaEvuBvUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/neTxs_qLCmI/s1600/July+2010+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaEvuBvUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/neTxs_qLCmI/s320/July+2010+051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A nerd's dreamland.&amp;nbsp; No, I kid.&amp;nbsp; While I did expect it to be like Nerd Central, the area for children was amazingly fun.&amp;nbsp; We bought a family pass:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaIohMxSI/AAAAAAAAAjc/KFGnKRm18gU/s1600/July+2010+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaIohMxSI/AAAAAAAAAjc/KFGnKRm18gU/s320/July+2010+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And HAD A BALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you live in the Hou.ston area, this is such a great deal for the year.&amp;nbsp; Especially for us - we are about 10 minutes from JSC and if you buy the pass, you do not need to pay to park and you get food &amp;amp; gift shop discounts.&amp;nbsp; My kids absolutely LOVED this place. (And no one paid me to say this, just in case you thought I would even be that&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;level of uber-nerd&lt;/strike&gt; cool&amp;nbsp;that the Space Center would pay me to endorse it.)&amp;nbsp; There is a gigantic play space, plus several hands-on exhibits that the children had a ball with!&amp;nbsp; (And us, too.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaM31tSnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wi6HgNmt17c/s1600/July+2010+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaM31tSnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wi6HgNmt17c/s320/July+2010+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Littlest Girl even got herself a fat lip in the play space.&amp;nbsp; Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaPezsHdI/AAAAAAAAAjs/XF3SRtPmNqQ/s1600/July+2010+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaPezsHdI/AAAAAAAAAjs/XF3SRtPmNqQ/s320/July+2010+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To cap off that day, we had a VERY big milestone occur.&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you, Littlest Girl lives in flip-flops and sandals.&amp;nbsp; We really spend most all our days at the pool or beach, so flip-flops are sort of the basics. She never wears tie-shoes, but she did Saturday and well, she TIED THEM.&amp;nbsp; HERSELF.&amp;nbsp; Oh my goodness, it was AWESOME!&amp;nbsp; She was so proud.&amp;nbsp; And so were we!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaTrbWcCI/AAAAAAAAAj0/u90q5Qv5Dl4/s1600/July+2010+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMaTrbWcCI/AAAAAAAAAj0/u90q5Qv5Dl4/s320/July+2010+078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8685038320076060381?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8685038320076060381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-adjustments.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8685038320076060381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8685038320076060381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-adjustments.html' title='Summer Adjustments'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TEMZt_2hO5I/AAAAAAAAAic/r1Ddtxgxf6k/s72-c/July+2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3261585227485453244</id><published>2010-07-07T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:55:48.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Interfaith</title><content type='html'>I was raised in the Catholic church.  I come from a mid-size city that is VERY predominantly Catholic and has a pretty large population of Italian immigrants.  (my great-grandparents included).  I graduated from Catholic school (grades 7-12) and then from a Lutheran (ELCA) college, where the student body was primarily composed of Roman Catholics.  At that college, I met one of the most profound examples of a follower of Christ in a Lutheran pastor who taught a few of my religion classes.  I daresay I learned more about the love of Christ and other people from him than anyone else I've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer a practicing Catholic, but it is not because of scandal or anything like that.  I love the Catholic Church, but my husband is not Catholic and we chose to pursue the Christian faith in a church new to both of us.  I am not Southern Baptist but I read Bible studies by Beth Moore and Jimmy Carter.  I also read many books by Mother Teresa.  There is no greater lesson in selflessness.  It is amazing and inspiring to read her writings.  I want to be the best Christian I can, but I am an extremely flawed person and I have made some bad choices in life (um, not some, a LOT).  I guess reading the aforementioned books helps me grow in my faith, and studying different parts of the good book helps to guide why I make decisions based on the love of Christ.  However, I am human and seriously flawed, so it's not like I am some Mother Teresa the Second or anything.  Would be nice, but I admit some pretty serious shortfalls in that department.  Gives me something to strive for, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was reading the other day about some "interfaith" Bible studies. I hear the word interfaith a lot.  When I lived in my hometown, a large group of different Christian churches in our city comprised an interfaith organization that tooks turns each night of the week taking in the city's homeless population, among other human services offered.  It was a super great program.  But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does "interfaith" mean to you?  To me, it would mean something along the lines of "a rabbi, a priest, and a Buddhist walk into a bar"....pardon the pun.  But this "interfaith" that I came across when perusing Bible studies held the meaning that the study was suitable for (examples) Methodists, Pentecostals, Catholics, and Baptists (among others).  To me, that would be an INTRA-faith study, wouldn't it?  Because all the faiths I just listed are Christian, correct?  They are all followers of Christ.  That is something that has seemed to bother me lately.  It seems some of us Christians seem to focus on what differences we have instead of what unites us.  And there is SO very much that unites us.  For example, the LOVE of Christ.  I believe that is central to any and all Christian faiths. Um, right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends are also Christian, though I have some friends who are of other faiths.  I respect these friends very much and they respect me.  It's pretty sweet.  In fact, sometimes I feel as though they are almost more respectful than some fellow Christians I have come across (though seriously most Christians I know are deeply respectful of eachother - I am very blessed to have super wonderful friends).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing a lot of rambling here, but I think in some ways God may have put it right on my heart to do just that.  Ramble about it, and share it.  Maybe it will remind all of us to be more respectful of eachother and our faiths?  Remember that even if our friend is a Lutheran and we are a Baptist, we all share a love of Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  Maybe not, maybe it won't help?  Or maybe I sound preachy, which is what I worry a lot.  I worry about talking about my love for Christ or anyone else's because I had someone tell me once I sounded holier-than-thou and as though I was purporting to be a savior (which of course at the time was NOWHERE near what I was trying to do in said conversation).  I am soooooooo not trying to do that here - OR anywhere or any time.  I heart Jesus with all my being, but I am a very flawed girl who is nowhere near a Bible scholar.  Not even close.  I am a &lt;i&gt;scholar&lt;/i&gt; (hehe) of many things such as eighties hair bands, diaper changing (I think I am a seriously fast changer), blog reading (does loving to read them make you a scholar?), hanging out at the pool with my kids, tanning (I KNOW. I KNOW.  *please refer back to flaws), shopping at Old Navy, and trolling the makeup section of my local Walgreens.  Perhaps "scholar" wasn't the right word to describe the aforementioned skills?  Those are just some human things I am super good at.  Sharing my love of Christ?  Well, I want to be perfect at that, but I am pretty sure I am not.  I guess that whole "interfaith" thing was just something I was thinking a whole lot about and why not write about it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote from a sorority sister and super awesome friend of mine (she's wayyyy more eloquent than me) and I LOVE this:&lt;br /&gt;"I believe God goes between laughing and crying when He hears the various Christian faith groups on earth tearing each other down for what they believe and practice. What a waste of time and energy that could be channeled into what is supposed to be the one common focus. And goofy to think one group has it all figured out."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3261585227485453244?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3261585227485453244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/interfaith.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3261585227485453244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3261585227485453244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/interfaith.html' title='Interfaith'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2319988532441541599</id><published>2010-07-01T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:55:23.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.sendlovetocohen.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab73/jkcermak13/Cohen2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2319988532441541599?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2319988532441541599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/prayers-and-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2319988532441541599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2319988532441541599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/07/prayers-and-love.html' title='Prayers and Love'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8335556223461132463</id><published>2010-06-28T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:34:05.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>And here comes the rain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Darn you, Tropical Storm Hurricane of Depression Alex.&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl and I were quite enjoying the hotter-than-Hades-and-sunny-every-day weather cycle.&amp;nbsp; And going to the pool each day.&amp;nbsp; Now the forecast is rain, rain, and more rain.&amp;nbsp; However, I guess if it means that that Alex will keep away from the oil and not exacerbate things there, that's cool.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClaJSZ1jGI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kZt86KL4vCQ/s1600/June+2010+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClaJSZ1jGI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kZt86KL4vCQ/s320/June+2010+074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Littlest Girl and I have been having a ball lately!&amp;nbsp; I love this kid so much. I just may not be able to let her go to Kindergarten in August.&amp;nbsp; Or ever.&amp;nbsp; But then she'd totally kick my arse and never want to hang around me again, so Kindergarten it will be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Apparently she wants to hang out with kids her own age and not just me.&amp;nbsp; Who knew?!&amp;nbsp; '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a professional pedicurist and manicurist.&amp;nbsp; She is even able to do nail stencils.&amp;nbsp; Serious talent for age 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZtocFVUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AgknmWuXjgo/s1600/June+2010+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZtocFVUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AgknmWuXjgo/s320/June+2010+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZzs1II2I/AAAAAAAAAhk/RBu_teqEMbg/s1600/June+2010+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZzs1II2I/AAAAAAAAAhk/RBu_teqEMbg/s320/June+2010+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZwpcl0KI/AAAAAAAAAhc/pWehXGFoKs4/s1600/June+2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZwpcl0KI/AAAAAAAAAhc/pWehXGFoKs4/s320/June+2010+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She recently taught herself to do dishes!&amp;nbsp; Now what have I done to deserve such a joyful helper?!&amp;nbsp; We'll see if this wonderful dish-doing attitude is still in full force when she's 13? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClaCyj9oyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/j45JMIPGJSE/s1600/June+2010+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClaCyj9oyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/j45JMIPGJSE/s320/June+2010+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am also hoping the extreme excitement about dental health illustrated below continues throughout her life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZ7s0iedI/AAAAAAAAAhs/tXwDsJGTGoQ/s1600/June+2010+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZ7s0iedI/AAAAAAAAAhs/tXwDsJGTGoQ/s320/June+2010+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this kid.&amp;nbsp; Even if it rains and I am cooped up with her for the week, I really cannot imagine another place I'd want to be. ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Of course if you ask me again after the seventy-fifth round of Sponge.Bob Operation, I might beg to&amp;nbsp;differ.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZ_Yo93FI/AAAAAAAAAh0/MkaYiRx377E/s1600/June+2010+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClZ_Yo93FI/AAAAAAAAAh0/MkaYiRx377E/s320/June+2010+060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClaG21NgGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Vp3S5TxUqeg/s1600/June+2010+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClaG21NgGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Vp3S5TxUqeg/s320/June+2010+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all are having&amp;nbsp; a super fabulous SUMMER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8335556223461132463?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8335556223461132463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-here-comes-rain.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8335556223461132463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8335556223461132463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-here-comes-rain.html' title='And here comes the rain....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TClaJSZ1jGI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kZt86KL4vCQ/s72-c/June+2010+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4561062644665750062</id><published>2010-06-22T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T21:50:52.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the new......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So far, new city is excellent.&amp;nbsp; Well, it's a smidge hot here.&amp;nbsp; And no one goes out much in Summer here, I am learning.&amp;nbsp; Which is kind of different for me.&amp;nbsp; Northerners spend Summer outside like 24/7.&amp;nbsp; Summers where I am from are AWESOME.&amp;nbsp; Like best weather ever!&amp;nbsp; Here it's hot.&amp;nbsp; Like extreme hot.&amp;nbsp; Hotter than hot.&amp;nbsp; But, it's okay and we're managing.&amp;nbsp; Small price to pay for no more snow and ice.&amp;nbsp; I am totally down with it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is nothing wrong with snow - most of my fam loves it.&amp;nbsp; They ski and snowboard.&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl's been skiing since she was three.&amp;nbsp; Not me, however.&amp;nbsp; I am not a fan o' the winter sports.&amp;nbsp; Unless you'd go ahead and count snuggling under extremely cozy blanky in front of TV for many long and cold months as a winter sport.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, the new city is so great so far and we're having lots of fun just checkin' it all out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFzxjl54_I/AAAAAAAAAgk/7nmjYTtkO5g/s1600/Random+June+2010+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFzxjl54_I/AAAAAAAAAgk/7nmjYTtkO5g/s320/Random+June+2010+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just checkin' my sunburn.&amp;nbsp; And yep, it's still there.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps I should remember I am no longer in the NORTH and apply something a little more than SPF 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz8jPMxYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/icsTYUt8tKU/s1600/Random+June+2010+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz8jPMxYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/icsTYUt8tKU/s320/Random+June+2010+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kiddos havin' fun on the Boardwalk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Actually it looks a little like Littlest Girl may have accidentally blinded herself by looking too closely.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Oh, and Hurricane Ike can be thanked for the absence of three-quarters of the piers located behind Littlest Girl and Blonde Boy.&amp;nbsp; They don't just stick plain old poles in water here.&amp;nbsp; Really.&amp;nbsp; They used to be actual piers.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz5cIplkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kP4YMXdIJBE/s1600/Random+June+2010+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz5cIplkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kP4YMXdIJBE/s640/Random+June+2010+045.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz3YF2VhI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JMNxrRskEqM/s1600/Random+June+2010+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz3YF2VhI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JMNxrRskEqM/s320/Random+June+2010+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just in case you were concerned that I may have been lying about the heat.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and it's not a "dry" heat here.&amp;nbsp; It's the Sub-Tropical South, my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz0jLoNoI/AAAAAAAAAgs/tj293-hAJjg/s1600/Random+June+2010+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFz0jLoNoI/AAAAAAAAAgs/tj293-hAJjg/s320/Random+June+2010+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To end.....such a purty sunset.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCF0A9TSCkI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ys7G7aSfucY/s1600/Random+June+2010+076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCF0A9TSCkI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ys7G7aSfucY/s320/Random+June+2010+076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4561062644665750062?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4561062644665750062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/enjoying-new.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4561062644665750062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4561062644665750062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/enjoying-new.html' title='Enjoying the new......'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TCFzxjl54_I/AAAAAAAAAgk/7nmjYTtkO5g/s72-c/Random+June+2010+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5886699368523110718</id><published>2010-06-18T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:51:21.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>So much for your prayers.&amp;nbsp; My mom got some really good news regarding some of her health issues, and I truly have no doubt it was due to many prayers.&amp;nbsp; I am utterly grateful to those of you who read this and don't know me at all and sent up prayers.&amp;nbsp; Bless you all infinity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5886699368523110718?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5886699368523110718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5886699368523110718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5886699368523110718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-8706876590148765538</id><published>2010-06-15T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:38:57.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Move'/><title type='text'>The Sad.</title><content type='html'>So far, I love everything about the new city.&amp;nbsp; Even the fact that it is two hundred degrees on&amp;nbsp; a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the part that makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part where my mom is not here.&amp;nbsp; Yup, I said it.&amp;nbsp; I am 34 years old and I&amp;nbsp;want my mommy.&amp;nbsp; I miss her so so so much and to top it off, she's having some awful health issues right now.&amp;nbsp; If you read this and you're a praying person, would you mind sending one up for her?&amp;nbsp; I'd really appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-8706876590148765538?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8706876590148765538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/sad.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8706876590148765538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/8706876590148765538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/sad.html' title='The Sad.'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-1632472396448494431</id><published>2010-06-13T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:56:58.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Move'/><title type='text'>Ah, the healing powers of the water...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfN7YGKmI/AAAAAAAAAek/-1zgj6JZ2SA/s1600/100_4167+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfN7YGKmI/AAAAAAAAAek/-1zgj6JZ2SA/s320/100_4167+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, my husband and I have a little contest going as to how many states in our lovely country that each of us has been.&amp;nbsp; He seems to think he is like way ahead of me, but that's only 'cause he's been to more states out west than me....he's from the Left Coast originally.&amp;nbsp; Anyhoo, The Natural State was another state checked off the list for both of us.&amp;nbsp; I had never been!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We planned 2 nights Hot Springs.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and let me tell you it's not just hot in the springs.&amp;nbsp; It's about 455 degrees each day in Arkansas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfVs5-pNI/AAAAAAAAAes/lXHOijyfq-c/s1600/100_4185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfVs5-pNI/AAAAAAAAAes/lXHOijyfq-c/s320/100_4185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfcZVFe8I/AAAAAAAAAe0/QghvmRYWIFw/s1600/100_4207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfcZVFe8I/AAAAAAAAAe0/QghvmRYWIFw/s320/100_4207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had lunch at this fabulous little pancake place in downtown Hot Springs and then ventured out for the day to do some fun tourist stuff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First stop, &lt;a href="http://www.hotspringsattractionguide.com/attraction-brochures/144-bathhouse-row-hot-springs-arkansas"&gt;Bathhouse Row&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This is amazing.&amp;nbsp; I cannot even begin to tell you!&amp;nbsp; All these old bathhouses that were SO popular in the early part of the last century have been fully restored on the outside and the inside of the Fordyce Bathhouse has been completely restored.&amp;nbsp; These places are seriously amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfqGtiOzI/AAAAAAAAAfE/WJl2IXrffE0/s1600/100_4215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfqGtiOzI/AAAAAAAAAfE/WJl2IXrffE0/s320/100_4215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfjZE9ikI/AAAAAAAAAe8/wZAMSR3UP2c/s1600/100_4211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfjZE9ikI/AAAAAAAAAe8/wZAMSR3UP2c/s320/100_4211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWf000SkhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/PB5hS6UyJqg/s1600/100_4217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWf000SkhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/PB5hS6UyJqg/s320/100_4217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Above is the ceiling in the Fordyce Bathhouse.&amp;nbsp; Amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am having fun with my camera.&amp;nbsp; Please disregard the shine on my face.&amp;nbsp; Need I remind you it was 455 degrees that day in Arkansas.&amp;nbsp; Yes, hotter than our new city in Sub-Tropical South.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWf-iaaLnI/AAAAAAAAAfU/q1IhbxN_7_I/s1600/100_4224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWf-iaaLnI/AAAAAAAAAfU/q1IhbxN_7_I/s320/100_4224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The front of the Fordyce Bathhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgGY1ezgI/AAAAAAAAAfc/vmZ3qZZGAeI/s1600/100_4228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgGY1ezgI/AAAAAAAAAfc/vmZ3qZZGAeI/s320/100_4228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can actually go and fill up for free on the Arkansas Hot Springs thermal water.&amp;nbsp; It comes out at 143 degrees!&amp;nbsp; We filled a jug and I am going to tell you that I am not lying when I say it was seriously the purest water I have EVER had.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgZ1Dp78I/AAAAAAAAAf0/hnQrziS4-7w/s1600/100_4272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgZ1Dp78I/AAAAAAAAAf0/hnQrziS4-7w/s320/100_4272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next stop, a lookout tower at the top of a mountain!&amp;nbsp; Really cool views of the Ouachita Mountain range.&amp;nbsp; Now friends, I am from a state where we have PLENTY of hard-to-pronouce names and Ouachita could fit RIGHT in.&amp;nbsp; I had to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ouachita_Mountains"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgNIFhV7I/AAAAAAAAAfk/yPIMckvgJwA/s1600/100_4246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgNIFhV7I/AAAAAAAAAfk/yPIMckvgJwA/s320/100_4246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgUBplx4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/SxBEnDaB6EM/s1600/100_4239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgUBplx4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/SxBEnDaB6EM/s320/100_4239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we were off to the Alligator Farm &amp;amp; Petting Zoo.&amp;nbsp; You do not actually pet gators at this place, but you sure do get up close and personal, my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The petting zoo consists of little goats and such.&amp;nbsp; Some of which will eat a little girl's dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgjObYyJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Ra03rmrHsGo/s1600/100_4247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgjObYyJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Ra03rmrHsGo/s320/100_4247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And her mama's dress.&amp;nbsp; Hence, her mama hanging back.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgrPiqjRI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ivNym2rrY_4/s1600/100_4257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgrPiqjRI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ivNym2rrY_4/s320/100_4257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, anyway, they have gators from these cute, teensy little things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgv35CutI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qVJg4pNkUn4/s1600/100_4265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWgv35CutI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qVJg4pNkUn4/s320/100_4265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To some bigger fellas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWg3UPSChI/AAAAAAAAAgU/jw0xiqaN3U4/s1600/100_4270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWg3UPSChI/AAAAAAAAAgU/jw0xiqaN3U4/s320/100_4270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves in Hot Springs.&amp;nbsp; There is truly so much to see and do.&amp;nbsp; I did not even get pictures at our hotel, which was on a beautiful lake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was SO sad to hear the horrible news of the flash floods that happened just one day after we'd left in a little remote area right outside of Hot Springs.&amp;nbsp; Please pray for all those affected.&amp;nbsp; Kelly from Kelly's Korner said on her blog that over half of those claimed by the floods were small children under seven.&amp;nbsp; I will be keeping these people in my prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next stop......home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWmURTxOfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/3Dw_8gIneZ0/s1600/100_4283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWmURTxOfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/3Dw_8gIneZ0/s400/100_4283.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New home. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-1632472396448494431?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1632472396448494431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/ah-healing-powers-of-water.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1632472396448494431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1632472396448494431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/ah-healing-powers-of-water.html' title='Ah, the healing powers of the water...........'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWfN7YGKmI/AAAAAAAAAek/-1zgj6JZ2SA/s72-c/100_4167+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6708014148222392207</id><published>2010-06-13T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:13:40.240-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Move'/><title type='text'>The Big Move, Part Deux, Day Deux Just Doesn't Sound Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWaKbe5haI/AAAAAAAAAdU/P9UHHAbYJoY/s1600/100_4096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWaKbe5haI/AAAAAAAAAdU/P9UHHAbYJoY/s320/100_4096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We started day number 2 with a delicious lunch at Steak 'n Shake.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't Littlest Girl look so darling with her little hat on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We normally make this drive to see my family in Kentucky in one day, but as explained in the previous post, we got a little smidge of a late start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our way at the tail end of Illinois, right before we go over the bridge into Kentucky, we drive through a little town called Cairo.&amp;nbsp; It was once an absolutely BOOMING town right at the confluence of the major rivers.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, terrible times hit that town and it is now just the most depressed place.&amp;nbsp; It's so sad to see what a beautiful place you could tell it once was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWaRTd_FxI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VLgpjzaPqYs/s1600/100_4101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWaRTd_FxI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VLgpjzaPqYs/s320/100_4101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWaWyi9bAI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Z269w3eOl10/s1600/100_4105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWaWyi9bAI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Z269w3eOl10/s320/100_4105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWad_NRP6I/AAAAAAAAAds/fUmi9ThXBeI/s1600/100_4108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWad_NRP6I/AAAAAAAAAds/fUmi9ThXBeI/s320/100_4108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not one of these businesses are open.&amp;nbsp; Everything is just abandoned.&amp;nbsp; It is like an actual ghost town in most parts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWalzg5bhI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ThJbXACXRYI/s1600/100_4110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWalzg5bhI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ThJbXACXRYI/s320/100_4110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then over the river we go and we enter one of my most favorite places in this country!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWavNXsqgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-z2tPKzz3V0/s1600/100_4114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWavNXsqgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-z2tPKzz3V0/s320/100_4114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to our aunt &amp;amp; uncle's house and I don't think it was ten seconds before Littlest Girl was stripped down to her swimsuit and IN THE POOL!&amp;nbsp; My aunt &amp;amp; uncle live in a very rural area that is absolutely BEAUTIFUL.&amp;nbsp; So quiet and peaceful and just the best place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;We got to spend two wonderful days there!&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl caught about twelve-thousand lightning bugs and even got her very first sunburn.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I tried to make that sound cute, but it so totally was not.&amp;nbsp; I felt HORRIBLE.&amp;nbsp; The child has never even come close to having even the slightest blush of a burn and now this!&amp;nbsp; EEK!&amp;nbsp; She is, however, the cutest UK fan on earth, though, right?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWbEjA0y7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/QgC1KkQrM-c/s1600/100_4144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWbEjA0y7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/QgC1KkQrM-c/s320/100_4144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my, she could have caught those bugs all night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWbKRFd1JI/AAAAAAAAAec/bWz3zmpznpw/s1600/100_4158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWbKRFd1JI/AAAAAAAAAec/bWz3zmpznpw/s320/100_4158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So ended our weekend in Kentucky.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next stop.....Hot Springs, Arkansas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6708014148222392207?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6708014148222392207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-move-part-deux-day-deux-just-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6708014148222392207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6708014148222392207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-move-part-deux-day-deux-just-doesnt.html' title='The Big Move, Part Deux, Day Deux Just Doesn&apos;t Sound Right'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBWaKbe5haI/AAAAAAAAAdU/P9UHHAbYJoY/s72-c/100_4096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3963974141736436657</id><published>2010-06-10T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:25:33.862-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feline Children'/><title type='text'>The Big Move....Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week we embarked on The Big Move to Sub-Tropical South.&amp;nbsp; As mentioned in a previous post, while I am all about excited for this new adventure in this new state (a whole other country, as they say here), I am not at all even remotely a little bit excited about all that actual packing and unpacking bit.&amp;nbsp; Or the driving bit.&amp;nbsp; I like my planes, thankyouverymuch.&amp;nbsp; But apparently it just doesn't work out to put your two minivans on a plane plus your two cats and your two kids and your husband.&amp;nbsp; Well, it could work out, but just not feasible.&amp;nbsp; Apparently.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PLAN was to leave around noon last Friday after our moving container was all picked up.&amp;nbsp; Well, the moving container got all picked up a little later.&amp;nbsp; No big whoop, right?&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl and Blonde Boy had a field day watching the whole pickup and frankly, I must say KUDOS to my darling husband who packed that container TIGHT.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGNYN9dbNI/AAAAAAAAAck/IZCxca4GcVM/s1600/100_4075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGNYN9dbNI/AAAAAAAAAck/IZCxca4GcVM/s320/100_4075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so we're off schedule just a smidge, but no biggie, plus like I said, the kiddos had a ball watching the container being loaded and driven away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGNgOlOg1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/ljprCsi6lTc/s1600/100_4079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGNgOlOg1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/ljprCsi6lTc/s320/100_4079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGNk3NNg3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/YGuidaxRn9M/s1600/100_4085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGNk3NNg3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/YGuidaxRn9M/s320/100_4085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We proceed to pack the minivan with all these like last-minute items, plus enough "stuff" to get us through a whole week.&amp;nbsp; We are stopping a few places along the way, but we need our "stuff" because our little container shown above, will not arrive in the new city until like 7 business days after it takes off with all our goods.&amp;nbsp; So, we have that minivan packed as tightly as a can o' sardines.&amp;nbsp; Kitties included.&amp;nbsp; Some precious cargo, my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGOY6SwRSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2KjQwUhUkPA/s1600/100_4086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGOY6SwRSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2KjQwUhUkPA/s320/100_4086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See that little nose peeking out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, finally after all is said and done and packed, we get in, get buckled up and the darling husband turns the key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nope, didn't stutter there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, during all the packing-the-minivan-festivities, the interior lights of the vehicle were left ablaze.&amp;nbsp; So, no battery power.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wonderful neighbor comes over to give us a jump, but then the husband is worried that the battery may be just worn down and we should not drive 1250 miles with a worn down battery.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Detour to mechanic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By now, we are so far off schedule, we may as well just throw in the towel.&amp;nbsp; Um, but that would mean unpacking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, we proceed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGPIAkX4SI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tmx-V_71P9Y/s1600/100_4090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGPIAkX4SI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tmx-V_71P9Y/s320/100_4090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One state down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, and this one is like all of one and a half hours from our home.&amp;nbsp; ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We drove a few more hours and THREW IN THE TOWEL, my friends!&amp;nbsp; We were all just a mess.&amp;nbsp; Apparently trying to do a nine-hour stretch of driving starting at 5:00 p.m. on a Friday night after packing your life up all day and night the previous week probably just isn't something easy.&amp;nbsp; We were wiped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, anyway, we wimped out and proceeded to a hotel for the evening after only 5 hours of driving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, the felines concurred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGPw45897I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ygE9JJAyNA8/s1600/100_4094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGPw45897I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ygE9JJAyNA8/s320/100_4094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Littlest Cat hopped right up on a bed and proceeded to go straight to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile, Black Cat (also known as INSANE Cat) proceeded to climb over every piece of furniture, knocking over no less than 357 items all night long.&amp;nbsp; Then he tried to eat through his food bag.&amp;nbsp; Um, he had a perfectly plentiful bowl of food out.&amp;nbsp; But nope.&amp;nbsp; Not good enough.&amp;nbsp; Then he starts hacking and coughing 'cause he's just ingested paper.&amp;nbsp; I cannot begin to tell you how amazingly smart Black Cat is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, so much for a good night's sleep that night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We'll try fresh in the morning.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3963974141736436657?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3963974141736436657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-moveday-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3963974141736436657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3963974141736436657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-moveday-1.html' title='The Big Move....Day 1'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TBGNYN9dbNI/AAAAAAAAAck/IZCxca4GcVM/s72-c/100_4075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-861587557717309468</id><published>2010-05-30T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T15:10:16.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Move'/><title type='text'>Neglected.....</title><content type='html'>Oh my.&amp;nbsp; I have so neglected you, my poor sweet blog.&amp;nbsp; Well, it's moving week and we are finally packing it all up and heading out at the end of the week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be taking our time and stopping along the way several different places because it takes the &lt;a href="http://www.pods.com/"&gt;POD&lt;/a&gt; many several days to actually get to our new home.&amp;nbsp; So, while we are without all our "stuff" we are just going to take our time driving from the Snowy North to the Sub-Tropical South.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what's even more fun?&amp;nbsp; We'll have our two cats with us.&amp;nbsp; I am thinking that will make for excellent stories and laughter (at me, not with me).&amp;nbsp; Wish us luck.&amp;nbsp; I'll be sure to share them.&amp;nbsp; At my expense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-861587557717309468?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/861587557717309468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/neglected.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/861587557717309468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/861587557717309468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/neglected.html' title='Neglected.....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2344494006569052340</id><published>2010-05-19T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:24:45.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><title type='text'>A Good Friend Will Share Free Chocolate</title><content type='html'>So, I went to dinner last night with one of my very best girlfriends ever.&amp;nbsp; We live an hour apart&amp;nbsp;at this point in our lives (though we used to live across the hall in college!)&amp;nbsp;and in a few weeks, we'll live like 20 hours apart so we needed one last dinner and shopping excursion together before I left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me tell you something:&amp;nbsp; she led me into the &lt;a href="http://www.godiva.com/welcome.aspx"&gt;Godiva&lt;/a&gt; store wherein she tells me that if I sign up for this little club (free), I will get a truffle FOR FREE each month.&amp;nbsp; All I have to do is pop into the little store each month to grab my free truffle.&amp;nbsp; Um, twist my arm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;a href="http://www.godiva.com/product/oranges-cr%c3%a8me-ice-cream-truffles/id/2403.gdv?SE_Section=Shop&amp;amp;SE_Category=213&amp;amp;lastCat=213"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one last night.&amp;nbsp; Heavenly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am a good friend, I felt compelled to share with all of you, too.&amp;nbsp; tee hee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2344494006569052340?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2344494006569052340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-friend-will-share-free-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2344494006569052340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2344494006569052340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-friend-will-share-free-chocolate.html' title='A Good Friend Will Share Free Chocolate'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-2405682082583541776</id><published>2010-05-13T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:29:53.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Snowy North'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>I Have Changed The Weather With My Own Complaining</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh.&amp;nbsp; Did you know that you can change the weather with your very own complaining?&amp;nbsp; See, we have been spoiled here in the Snowy North where I live.&amp;nbsp; This year, we were privy to a season that we do not have here. Or at least in the thirty-four years of my very own life, we have not had it.&amp;nbsp; It's called Spring and it's lovely.&amp;nbsp; Grass grows fresh and green way before June and trees have beautiful leaves way before the last week of May!&amp;nbsp; It's a phenomenal season, really.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I live that we do not have this season, you ask?&amp;nbsp; The only reason I label where we live by lovely little names like the Snowy North or calling where we're moving Sub-Tropical South is because I do not want to be Google-able.&amp;nbsp; You think that's not a word?&amp;nbsp; Wrong!&amp;nbsp; My friend &lt;a href="http://afostermamaslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Snarky Mom&lt;/a&gt; just used it because she, too, doesn't want to be Google-able.&amp;nbsp; See &lt;a href="http://afostermamaslife.blogspot.com/2010/05/show-us-your-life-kids-names.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, if a word's on the Internet, it MUST be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&amp;nbsp;digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we live right between &lt;a href="http://sellabitmum.com/"&gt;Sellabit Mum&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; and &lt;a href="http://therothreport.blogspot.com/"&gt;RN Mama&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Okay,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;can't MAKE you go figure out where they live, but you should totally check out their blogs because they are&amp;nbsp;seriously hilarious women.&amp;nbsp; Probably because they, too, are from the Snowy North -&amp;nbsp;and I'll give a&amp;nbsp;another hint, my home state here rhymes with Frisponsin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so back to this whole&amp;nbsp;Spring phenomenon!&amp;nbsp; It's crazy, it's great and we&amp;nbsp;got spoiled with it starting like back in APRIL.&amp;nbsp; No joke.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is usually still&amp;nbsp;snowstorming here at that point.&amp;nbsp; But nope, mostly&amp;nbsp;ALL GOOD WEATHER.&amp;nbsp; Warm enough to melt ALL SNOW and for green things like grass to grow!&amp;nbsp; Well, a&amp;nbsp;person can get mighty used to nice weather.&amp;nbsp; And then when a string of 40-something days rolls in,&amp;nbsp;said person can get mighty annoyed.&amp;nbsp; Perturbed, even.&amp;nbsp; Said person being ME.&amp;nbsp; But then last night I complained about it a whole bunch on my&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;page and.............POOF!&amp;nbsp; This afternoon:&amp;nbsp;sun and sixty-five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people say you shouldn't complain.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-2405682082583541776?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2405682082583541776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-changed-weather-with-my-own.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2405682082583541776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/2405682082583541776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-changed-weather-with-my-own.html' title='I Have Changed The Weather With My Own Complaining'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6881217452098142923</id><published>2010-05-08T22:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:11:20.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Surprises and A Redneck Makeup Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, I have so much to talk about this post.&amp;nbsp; I think it may wind up being like the longest post of me rambling on and on ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First:&amp;nbsp; look at Littlest Girl below. My best girlfriend (since the age of 5) bought her this UK dress for her birthday.&amp;nbsp; She may be the CUTEST Wildcat fan EVER.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YShBwQLVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hzV1mgY7GTk/s1600/100_3784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YShBwQLVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hzV1mgY7GTk/s400/100_3784.jpg" tt="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Second:&amp;nbsp; I got an early Mother's Day surprise from my dad and his wife!&amp;nbsp; I was SO surprised and happy to open the door to a delivery man today holding out this fantabulously beautiful bouquet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YSytGXhnI/AAAAAAAAAbM/qfxQ9uOTY8Y/s1600/100_3805.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YSytGXhnI/AAAAAAAAAbM/qfxQ9uOTY8Y/s320/100_3805.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Third:&amp;nbsp; Another fantabulous surprise for Mother's Day!&amp;nbsp; The other night, a commercial came on the for The &lt;a href="http://www.ediblearrangements.com/"&gt;Edible Bouquet&lt;/a&gt; and I was going on and on about how I would just LOVE to get my hands on one of those and how delicious they look, but that I could never in the worlds&amp;nbsp;stomach the fact that&amp;nbsp;THEY START AT FIFTY DOLLARS.&amp;nbsp; Like fifty bucks for the base model.&amp;nbsp; So for Mother's Day, my husband took Littlest Girl to the store and they bought all the goodies and made me their very own version of the Edible Bouquet!&amp;nbsp; I cannot tell you how thoughtful and sweet I thought that was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTBHjbtII/AAAAAAAAAbU/98mQgjk_67c/s1600/100_3810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTBHjbtII/AAAAAAAAAbU/98mQgjk_67c/s320/100_3810.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTOiPTPII/AAAAAAAAAbc/EQPyOyy47G4/s1600/100_3811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTOiPTPII/AAAAAAAAAbc/EQPyOyy47G4/s320/100_3811.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, my husband decided he really needed a saltwater fishing pole because where we live now, he does freshwater fishing, but in a few weeks when we make our move to Sub-Tropical South, we'll be in saltwater fishing territory.&amp;nbsp; Now, how in the world the pole "knows" where it's fishing, be it&amp;nbsp; fresh or salt water, I have absolutely no clue.&amp;nbsp; But we ran down to Cabela's to pick up a pole anyway.&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl loves it there anyway since there are all manner of stuffed wildlife throughout the store.&amp;nbsp; And some real fish to boot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTclZ-N0I/AAAAAAAAAbk/6Gb0_rHlAVI/s1600/100_3843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTclZ-N0I/AAAAAAAAAbk/6Gb0_rHlAVI/s400/100_3843.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is in a "cute playhouse."&amp;nbsp; Apparently this item is called a "&lt;a href="http://www.cabelas.com/cabelas/en/templates/pod/standard-pod.jsp?id=0064176&amp;amp;navCount=0&amp;amp;parentId=cat540014&amp;amp;masterpathid=&amp;amp;navAction=push&amp;amp;parentType=index&amp;amp;indexId=cat540014&amp;amp;rid=&amp;amp;cmCat=netcon&amp;amp;cm_ven=netcon&amp;amp;cm_cat=Google&amp;amp;cm_pla=cabelas%20blind&amp;amp;cm_ite=netcon&amp;amp;rid=2146251080"&gt;blind&lt;/a&gt;."&amp;nbsp; Hmm.&amp;nbsp; You learn something new every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTtq2b_zI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LapBf7ek5aI/s1600/100_3832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YTtq2b_zI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LapBf7ek5aI/s320/100_3832.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, at this next point, the dear husband is still searching for the SALTwater pole and Littlest Girl is amusing herself perusing the wide assortement of fishing lures.&amp;nbsp; And then of course since she pays all of no attention to where she is going, she falls into a display of lures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YT8qcQG1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/RjTqYjx9CuI/s1600/100_3838.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YT8qcQG1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/RjTqYjx9CuI/s320/100_3838.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And manages to slice her wrist open.&amp;nbsp; I love how she is grinning here because she was totally a mess in the store.&amp;nbsp; All sorts of drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YUISi9goI/AAAAAAAAAb8/nCTzbI8q13s/s1600/100_3839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YUISi9goI/AAAAAAAAAb8/nCTzbI8q13s/s320/100_3839.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh! My favorite part about Cabela's is the lovely fashions.&amp;nbsp; At one point when we&amp;nbsp;were in the&amp;nbsp;"Bargain Cave" I tried on this little beauty.&amp;nbsp; Only $39 marked down from fifty!&amp;nbsp; Would have been a steal at twice the price, right?&amp;nbsp; I only didn't get it because I live up in the North and people love to hunt them some deer up here and well, I was afraid what with the lifelike art on this jacket that I might be mistaken for a target and wind up to be venison stew!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YUUYEqXsI/AAAAAAAAAcE/64lNJZx7kqU/s1600/100_3830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YUUYEqXsI/AAAAAAAAAcE/64lNJZx7kqU/s320/100_3830.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, she wasn't really scared in the picture below, but we like to pretend and I thought the picture came out funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YUhLuhM5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/HwCD5LYcKBE/s1600/100_3820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YUhLuhM5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/HwCD5LYcKBE/s320/100_3820.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, it was a very fun day altogether.&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl and the Husband and I really have a ball together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, on to the showcase piece of the day.&amp;nbsp; We travel quite a bit.&amp;nbsp; And I have a lot of makeup.&amp;nbsp; And jewelry, accessories, hair items, and the like.&amp;nbsp; Just a whole lot of stuff that goes into getting ready each day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; "It takes a lot of&amp;nbsp;effort to look like this."&amp;nbsp; ~ Truvy, Steel Magnolias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so anyhoo, I have this fold up travel cosmetic/toiletry case that is working sort of okay for me, but I really need something that is hard-backed because I have glass perfume bottles and makeup bottles and something also with a whole lot more little dividers so I can keep earrings sorted, lipsticks, etc.&amp;nbsp; There is just no sorting to be had in the current makeup case.&amp;nbsp; It's got a few pockets, but it still all gets jumbled up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, my friends, this particular item I found was the answer to all my needs.&amp;nbsp; And a steal of a deal at $15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Behold Amanda's Redneck Makeup Case:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YU0L9IEdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/eR5-Z-yq5_Y/s1600/100_3841.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YU0L9IEdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/eR5-Z-yq5_Y/s320/100_3841.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, friends, it's&amp;nbsp;a TACKLE BOX.&amp;nbsp; And yes, I bought it.&amp;nbsp; And yes, if you run into me randomly at a hotel you will find me with my trusty tackle box-makeup case.&amp;nbsp; And all my earrings will be perfectly sorted, as will my necklaces, eyeliners and lipsticks.&amp;nbsp; Because this little gem has three trays of little compartments to sort my goodies.&amp;nbsp; And a bottom with lots of spare room for hairsprays, shampoos, lotions, etc.&amp;nbsp; And nothing will be broken by disgruntled baggage handlers that may or may not have tossed my luggage around a little too hard.&amp;nbsp; Because everything is in one hard, tough container.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a Redneck Makeup Case.&amp;nbsp; And it works.&amp;nbsp; You're very welcome for introducing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6881217452098142923?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6881217452098142923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-of-surprises-and-redneck-makeup.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6881217452098142923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6881217452098142923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-of-surprises-and-redneck-makeup.html' title='A Day of Surprises and A Redneck Makeup Case'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S-YShBwQLVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hzV1mgY7GTk/s72-c/100_3784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5663981566655967095</id><published>2010-05-06T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:41:52.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show Us Your Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Names'/><title type='text'>Names, Names, Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday&amp;nbsp;at &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly's Korner&lt;/a&gt;, the&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornershowusyourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt; Show Us Your Life&lt;/a&gt; theme is names!&amp;nbsp; Since I can't really disclose the names of my kids, I am going to go ahead and tell you my favorite names for any future children that may come along.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This way I get to make lists that include names my husband has flat-out VETOED (and let me tell you, his taste is not up to par whatsoever in the name department.&amp;nbsp; I mean if I told you some of his suggestions, visions of diner waitresses would come to mind.&amp;nbsp; Not that I have anything against diner waitresses, I just do not want my children named after someone I envision wearing a pink and white uniform with really badly dyed flaming&amp;nbsp;red hair and red lipstick smeared just outside the lip lines.&amp;nbsp; Whew, that was a crazy description, right?&amp;nbsp; Well, just ask him for a name suggestion, and he'll provide a moniker that would provide you with that vision in your very own mind.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But I digress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am all about alliteration.&amp;nbsp; I am an alliteratin' fool when it comes to naming my children.&amp;nbsp; Since my oldest three children are stepchildren, I was not involved in naming them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our first precious daughter's (who is with God now)&amp;nbsp;initials were LLM.&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl's initial's are MMM.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I love me some alliteration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.....any name on my list would be followed with a middle name that would start with the same letter.&amp;nbsp; I can guarantee it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll start with Boy Names:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carter (I love this name and I admire Jimmy so much.&amp;nbsp; Excellent name.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grayson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shepley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Benton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Palmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preston&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the sort of a bit (WAY)&amp;nbsp;more fun girl names:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haline (Scandinavian, pronounced HAY-leen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halette (also Scandinavian, pronounced HAY-lett)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gretchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bridget (I have absolutely ALWAYS loved this name.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately we do not have a last name to match.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emrynn (I think I made this up, but I love it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emerette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mary &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fairleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clearly I should start trying to model myself after Michelle Duggar (no offense meant - I love Michelle) because I have some seriously long lists here.&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; Plus also I am quite sure that by tomorrow morning when I link this up to Kelly's list, I will have thought of about fifteen more names.&amp;nbsp; For sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5663981566655967095?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5663981566655967095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/names-names-names.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5663981566655967095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5663981566655967095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/names-names-names.html' title='Names, Names, Names'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3010242278021389223</id><published>2010-05-02T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:41:05.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Move'/><title type='text'>Moving.  Yeah, I LOATHE It.</title><content type='html'>So, I am all into the whole moving-to-a-new-city part, it's just the actual purging and packing part I am not the biggest fan of.&amp;nbsp; Now, I can purge like noboby's business.&amp;nbsp; Frankly, my children and cats are lucky I haven't donated them to the Saint Vincent De Paul Society.&amp;nbsp; Those hoarding shows make my skin crawl because I have like the opposite illness, and honestly I probably toss/donate TOO much.&amp;nbsp; In any event, we are in the midst of packing and moving and oh-my-word, I am just not very good at this.&amp;nbsp; Three years ago, we moved into this house from a smaller 3 bed/2 bath duplex.&amp;nbsp; It was such a cute little rental, but we'd grown out of it.&amp;nbsp; We bought this house, which is way too big, and even with all my purging over the years, we have so totally managed to fill it up. New house:&amp;nbsp; much smaller.&amp;nbsp; Now, I mean much smaller than this house, which again, is WAY.TOO.BIG.&amp;nbsp; New House is like perfect size.&amp;nbsp; This house was great, but it was just....again....TOO BIG.&amp;nbsp; Yes, a house can be too big.&amp;nbsp; I really never realized that type of phenomenon could even occur because,&amp;nbsp;at first, that whole hugeness factor is so exciting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until:&amp;nbsp;a) you have to clean it and b) you realize that "cosmetically updating" this amount of square footage would probably bankrupt you and c)&amp;nbsp; you actually realize that&amp;nbsp;a big old house with chopped up rooms displaces the family all over and seriously family time occurs way less because everyone is like all over the house.&amp;nbsp; Separately.&amp;nbsp; I am all for some alone time, but this just hasn't totally worked for us.&amp;nbsp; And judging from the non-offers we've been getting for said house, it's not working for any potential buyers, either.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so throughout this whole packing up process, I've seriously been trying to be positive and remember that at the end of the whole process, there is SUCH.A.REWARD.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that reward is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;UNPACKING.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shoot, that is NOT a reward.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reward is a new opportunity.&amp;nbsp; A new adventure in the new city and we are truly very excited!*&amp;nbsp; Honestly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After all that unpacking. wink, wink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3010242278021389223?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3010242278021389223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-yeah-i-loathe-it.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3010242278021389223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3010242278021389223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-yeah-i-loathe-it.html' title='Moving.  Yeah, I LOATHE It.'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-6920619449987920953</id><published>2010-04-29T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:40:24.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaint Fest for Today:  Oh My SNOT.</title><content type='html'>Let me just tell you how much I hate my sinuses.&amp;nbsp; I never like to say I "hate" anything and obviously we do not say we hate any&lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;, but I am going to just say right now that I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; my sinuses.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What starts out as a normal cold for most people will always fervently progress to a full-blown sinus-fest in my face.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Littlest Girl and I are both sick.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We are supposed to have Littlest Girl's five year pics taken today, but I just do not know if the poor child can make it.&amp;nbsp; It's almost ten and she is still sleeping.&amp;nbsp; Poor baby.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I feel so awful for the poor girl, as she is clearly just so filled with SNOT.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hate snot, too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will end my update-slash-complaint-fest-slash-list-of-things-I-really-hate.&amp;nbsp; It was short, but sweet, I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-6920619449987920953?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6920619449987920953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/complaint-fest-for-today-oh-my-snot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6920619449987920953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/6920619449987920953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/complaint-fest-for-today-oh-my-snot.html' title='Complaint Fest for Today:  Oh My SNOT.'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-3889159395788580153</id><published>2010-04-23T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:29:34.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, My Sweet Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G7zIbXJII/AAAAAAAAAaM/7fldR93g6Dw/s1600/z10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G7zIbXJII/AAAAAAAAAaM/7fldR93g6Dw/s320/z10.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my sweet girl, where has the time gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G6rZ6CMrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/B01qgL9SsNg/s1600/amanda+prego.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G6rZ6CMrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/B01qgL9SsNg/s320/amanda+prego.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Five years ago today......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G6xkF-jTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KwCi3i2Y0I8/s1600/Baby+Mariel+Macy+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G6xkF-jTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KwCi3i2Y0I8/s320/Baby+Mariel+Macy+3.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G62jLPM2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/o4NuaCyBTnQ/s1600/dad+and+baby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G62jLPM2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/o4NuaCyBTnQ/s320/dad+and+baby.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G66uhmqaI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Te54lnmQu7o/s1600/dan+and+baby+closeup.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G66uhmqaI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Te54lnmQu7o/s320/dan+and+baby+closeup.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a beautiful baby girl.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To an absolutely wonderful, animated, social butterfly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Fifth Birthday, My Baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G7-zA8KpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JA2wFEQKi2Q/s1600/100_3491.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G7-zA8KpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JA2wFEQKi2Q/s320/100_3491.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mama loves you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-3889159395788580153?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3889159395788580153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-my-sweet-baby.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3889159395788580153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/3889159395788580153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-my-sweet-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday, My Sweet Baby'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9G7zIbXJII/AAAAAAAAAaM/7fldR93g6Dw/s72-c/z10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-730186420175522836</id><published>2010-04-22T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:32:15.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>House Hunting</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday, we left for the new city in the Sub-Tropical South to find a rental home for our family.&amp;nbsp; We still haven't sold our current home and we are not wealthy enough to do two mortgages.&amp;nbsp; I am secretly pleased about this part because I'd much rather rent for a year to make sure we like the subdivision and community we are in before we go plunking down big chunks of my dear husband's hard earned dollars on a new home!&amp;nbsp; My husband would much rather buy immediately because he just abhors the thought of throwing away money on rent.&amp;nbsp; As you may have gathered, he is more the saver and I am more the not saver and bad money manager.&amp;nbsp; But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&amp;nbsp;Wednesday we flew into the new city after 2 plane rides.&amp;nbsp; I will purposely go off on a tangent here.&amp;nbsp; The new city is far from the old city, but the airports we fly out of and into are not teensy little remote huts, you know?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yet the only flight(s) we could find had us changing planes and put us in the air OVER FOUR HOURS.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, from where I live in the North, four hours should get me to the other side of the country.&amp;nbsp; Flying just&amp;nbsp;isn't as convenient as&amp;nbsp;it used to be.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I say this because Littlest Girl does not have the best stomach during turbulent flights, so we just try to limit her flight time in general.&amp;nbsp; The poor dear tossed her cookies after a particularly air-pocked-filled descent into the first stop.&amp;nbsp; We did invest in a little motion sickness medicine on the way back and it DID help.&amp;nbsp; Thank GOD.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BWdVYfsQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wZVIQTYtIwE/s1600/100_3455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BWdVYfsQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wZVIQTYtIwE/s320/100_3455.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday&amp;nbsp;was a super long day.&amp;nbsp; We toured rental house after rental house - lucky for us, we did have an EXTREMELY wonderful realtor who really knew our needs, likes, dislikes, etc. and was so on the ball with all of it.&amp;nbsp; Second to last, we found THE house.&amp;nbsp; Here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BWrv9aHYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/d1n5BUfUkVQ/s1600/100_3474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BWrv9aHYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/d1n5BUfUkVQ/s320/100_3474.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bhahahahahahahahahaha!&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; I wish.&amp;nbsp; Nice home, eh?&amp;nbsp; *Please refer back to that first paragraph where I note our lack of extreme wealth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am JUST as happy with the rental we found, though:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXB_PI1tI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Egbpv2swqW8/s1600/100_3421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXB_PI1tI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Egbpv2swqW8/s320/100_3421.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is in the exact community, subdivision, school district, boundaries, and everything we wanted! It's newer construction, neutral colors, and has a laundry room to die for (I am&amp;nbsp;SO pathetic).&amp;nbsp; So even though it was a long day, it was a fruitful day and heck, it was ALL DONE IN ONE DAY!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And our awesome realtor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday we wrapped up all the details and headed to our beachfront condo for the weekend!&amp;nbsp; The weather wasn't quite as cooperative as we'd have liked, but I am not going to complain about any type of relaxing weekend at all.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I would have loved a whole bunch of hot sun to grow my crow's feet, but it's okay.&amp;nbsp; I'll get plenty when we live in the new city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We headed to the beach Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp; And, um, so these were all over the beach.&amp;nbsp; They are supposedly these cabbage head jellyfish that are harmless.&amp;nbsp; I am not exactly going to try to find out.&amp;nbsp; I am more a fan of the lovely white sand beaches that do not have strange sea creatures washed up on them, so I&amp;nbsp;am going to go ahead&amp;nbsp;adore this beautiful beach from afar and keep my toes in non-sea-creature-infested chlorinated pools thankyouverymuch.&amp;nbsp; Still it made for a good picture and Littlest Girl did collect a bunch of shells that morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXZOkoxiI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tbD30XcF7-A/s1600/100_3471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXZOkoxiI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tbD30XcF7-A/s320/100_3471.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That night we headed to dinner on the water.&amp;nbsp; Yumolicious stuffed flounder for me.&amp;nbsp; And Littlest Girl looking like a little doll.&amp;nbsp; Though apparently she felt this bow was too big and took it out.&amp;nbsp; I have never heard of a bow being too big, but apparently Littlest Girl has become the hair bow police.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXnnL0fyI/AAAAAAAAAYc/e1-aNp2GYjs/s1600/100_3480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXnnL0fyI/AAAAAAAAAYc/e1-aNp2GYjs/s320/100_3480.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXzmdDlKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rxONzzbhm0Y/s1600/100_3494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BXzmdDlKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rxONzzbhm0Y/s320/100_3494.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner, we headed out for ice cream and on the way back to the car, we saw this.&amp;nbsp; I have never been through something as awful as Katrina or Ike.&amp;nbsp; Can you even imagine this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BYAati8sI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6kJqxShSXwA/s1600/100_3503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BYAati8sI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6kJqxShSXwA/s320/100_3503.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We wrapped up the weekend with some more pool time and just a whole bunch of relaxation!&amp;nbsp; It was like a total mini-vacation since we'd found our house that first day.&amp;nbsp; I felt so blessed to have some nice quiet&amp;nbsp;time with Littlest Girl and her daddy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BYWMFCNzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/sYBl2gL_kz8/s1600/special1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BYWMFCNzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/sYBl2gL_kz8/s320/special1.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We headed home very LATE on Tuesday night.&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl was pretty worn out, but SUCH a good traveler.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BYjX-BxjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/R4F8MNQ59X8/s1600/100_3543.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BYjX-BxjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/R4F8MNQ59X8/s320/100_3543.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, the trip was absolutely wonderful. We all just fell completely in love with our new city and I pray we'll still feel the same when we actually live there.&amp;nbsp; So far, so good.&amp;nbsp;I feel like God has provided one amazingly awesome path for us here.&amp;nbsp;I am SO thankful to God for everything He's provided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-730186420175522836?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/730186420175522836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/house-hunting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/730186420175522836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/730186420175522836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/house-hunting.html' title='House Hunting'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S9BWdVYfsQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wZVIQTYtIwE/s72-c/100_3455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-7839533798957298590</id><published>2010-04-21T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:36:03.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And also...</title><content type='html'>Thank you all so much for your kind words on the loss of Gigantic Cat.&amp;nbsp; I cannot even tell you how hard it was.&amp;nbsp; Like a thousand times harder than I ever expected&amp;nbsp; - and trust me, I expected it to be awful.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't "just a cat" to us, he was part of our family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank you all so much for your kind words.&amp;nbsp; They hold so much comfort. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-7839533798957298590?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7839533798957298590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-also.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/7839533798957298590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/7839533798957298590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-also.html' title='And also...'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4140394787160127835</id><published>2010-04-21T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:27:33.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am alive...</title><content type='html'>In case anyone is wondering.&amp;nbsp; hehe.&amp;nbsp; Since last Thursday, we've been in the Sub-Tropical South in our new city looking for a home.&amp;nbsp; It was actually an awesome trip because we found our rental house the VERY FIRST DAY!&amp;nbsp; Then the rest of the trip was spent exploring the area and checking things out.&amp;nbsp; It was so cool.&amp;nbsp; I had never been to this particular new city .....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will give a hint -it rhymes with Pooston.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I fell in love as soon as we got there, and loved it more each day.&amp;nbsp; PHEW. I mean, what if we'd gotten there and I'd thought it was awful?&amp;nbsp; Again, phew.&amp;nbsp; And thank you to the good Lord for providing this opportunity for us. I am going to do a whole post tomorrow on the trip because I think all of my 2.5 readers out there love snooze-fests.&amp;nbsp; No, just kidding.&amp;nbsp; I've gotta do a post because I did get some very cute pics of Littlest Girl this past week, especially on the weekend when we were on the island.&amp;nbsp; The island that rhymes with Kalveston. Very cool place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is Littlest Girl's birthday....she is going to be FIVE.&amp;nbsp; A whole handful.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; When did she get so big?&amp;nbsp; As usual, I am ill-prepared and scrambling to get all the partay fixins' together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, done rambling for tonight. I have gotta go catch up on my blog READING.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4140394787160127835?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4140394787160127835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4140394787160127835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4140394787160127835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-alive.html' title='I am alive...'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-4401999592075192303</id><published>2010-04-08T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:19:31.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is not easy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S76AKw48CiI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tdHc0ydhPBk/s1600/100_4742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S76AKw48CiI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tdHc0ydhPBk/s320/100_4742.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In February, I blogged about Gigantic Cat and his illness.&amp;nbsp; He was better for a short while, and then stopped eating and became ill.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow we have to take him to the vet and say goodbye to him.&amp;nbsp; Forever.&amp;nbsp; If you read this, and you're a praying person, maybe send up some prayers for Gigantic Cat and our family.&amp;nbsp; Even if you're not a cat person, you'd have loved this guy.&amp;nbsp; Countless people have remarked Gigantic Cat is the cat for everyone.&amp;nbsp; He was certainly the cat for us and we have loved him with all of our hearts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Goodbye, buddy.&amp;nbsp; We'll always love you and never forget the years of happiness you brought our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;— Irving Townsend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-4401999592075192303?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4401999592075192303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/saying-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4401999592075192303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/4401999592075192303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye....'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S76AKw48CiI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tdHc0ydhPBk/s72-c/100_4742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-1501038236173764532</id><published>2010-04-05T12:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:50:07.890-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am feeling particularly thankful this Easter.&amp;nbsp; I know that Thanksgiving is normally a time we reflect on all that we are thankful for, but for some reason this year I was struck by how much I've been given.&amp;nbsp; And honestly I should be thankful each and every day for all that I've been given, and I truly am.&amp;nbsp;However,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;this Easter I really seemed to think hard and reflect on the pure and undeserved GRACE I've been given by a Savior who died for me.&amp;nbsp; And I cannot tell you how thankful I&amp;nbsp;truly am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are all so blessed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7oe5DNdcZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NYaZo_VVcqw/s1600/bwspecial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7oe5DNdcZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NYaZo_VVcqw/s400/bwspecial.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday we had a wonderful traditional Easter dinner with my mom that included a delicious candied ham, corn, taters, and the most delicious Derby pie made by my awesome husband! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday we were supposed to get together with my dad and his wife, but they were under the weather, so we enjoyed the BEAUTIFUL weather!&amp;nbsp; In all of my 34 years here in the North, we have NEVER had a Spring like this year.&amp;nbsp; The weather has been so blissful!&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful for it&amp;nbsp;since this is my last Spring in the North, at least for a while!&amp;nbsp; (*We are going next week to our new city in the Sub-Tropical South to find a house....but that's a whole other post!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pics from this weekend!&amp;nbsp; The Easter Bunny broughts lots of goodies and hid tons of eggs for the kiddos to find!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below you'll see Littlest Girl and Sissy hunting eggs.&amp;nbsp; Please note the GREEN grass.&amp;nbsp; Yes, it's Easter Sunday and the grass is GREEN here in the North.&amp;nbsp; Last year we were visiting family in the South and it was only 40-something degrees for our egg hunt.&amp;nbsp; The year before?&amp;nbsp; We were at home, hunting through the snow in twenty-degree weather.&amp;nbsp; That's most often the case up here - the snow part, that is. But this year it was already almost SIXTY on Easter morning!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7ofM7zOaOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/si3yOk6PpXA/s1600/100_3203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7ofM7zOaOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/si3yOk6PpXA/s400/100_3203.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am all out of order here, but here are the children just ready to BREAK OUT of here to get out for some eggs!&amp;nbsp; You'll notice Blonde Boy is a bit tired.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7oflnX9SpI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Ss9KeW1eETA/s1600/100_3192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7oflnX9SpI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Ss9KeW1eETA/s400/100_3192.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here&amp;nbsp;are Littlest Girl and Blonde Boy having so much fun with her new Color Explosion notebook! She used up EVERY.SINGLE.PAGE. yesterday.&amp;nbsp; The child LOVED it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7ofaZ97uQI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ePKkWq_fRmk/s1600/100_3191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7ofaZ97uQI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ePKkWq_fRmk/s400/100_3191.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easter weekend was just beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Who could not love faces like these?&amp;nbsp; I mean, really?&amp;nbsp; Don't you wish your kids were this photogenic?&amp;nbsp; *Snort*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7ofxUFw5MI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pjCjI_g7zqg/s1600/100_3208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7ofxUFw5MI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pjCjI_g7zqg/s400/100_3208.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all had as blessed an Easter as us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is Risen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-1501038236173764532?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1501038236173764532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1501038236173764532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/1501038236173764532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7oe5DNdcZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NYaZo_VVcqw/s72-c/bwspecial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-5889996810216083454</id><published>2010-03-30T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:05:12.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Where Have I Been!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet &lt;a href="http://lesli-onedayatatime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lesli&lt;/a&gt; reminded me yesterday that I have been absentee recently around here.....and my goodness, I think I get wrapped up in reading my own fave blogs and forget my very own little spot here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have some recent pics to catch up and then a post of maybe some actual real substance coming this week.&amp;nbsp; Like I am ever really full of "substance" or anything.&amp;nbsp; hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Littlest Girl did an Easter Egg Hunt here in town this past weekend!&amp;nbsp; We have been having a very mild and nice Spring here in the North, but of course that one morning it was like FREEZING!&amp;nbsp; Still VERY fun, though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7KcqHu-4CI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5-JgBK-u8Qc/s1600/100_3150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7KcqHu-4CI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5-JgBK-u8Qc/s400/100_3150.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7KdGSApQpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/BT35xcGuido/s1600/100_3155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7KdGSApQpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/BT35xcGuido/s320/100_3155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7Kdfq8-hnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2aOWfgL0kGI/s1600/100_3160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7Kdfq8-hnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2aOWfgL0kGI/s320/100_3160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And just in case you didn't believe that freezing part......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7KdvBIWLZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/E_Aj6bN9Zp0/s1600/100_3162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7KdvBIWLZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/E_Aj6bN9Zp0/s320/100_3162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Otherwise, we've been having SUPER great weather and tomorrow is supposed to be seventy degrees! Lunch at the park for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone else out there in the land of blog is having a wonderful week so far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092243911234621325-5889996810216083454?l=amandasadorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5889996810216083454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5889996810216083454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092243911234621325/posts/default/5889996810216083454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandasadorables.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been!?'/><author><name>Amanda M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10287459817938983138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/TFL6twYtZvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4Tw1cqrQOQ/S220/June+2010+067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S7KcqHu-4CI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5-JgBK-u8Qc/s72-c/100_3150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092243911234621325.post-7653046510446765495</id><published>2010-03-18T20:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:29:11.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs I Adore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littlest Girl'/><title type='text'>A Wonderful Day &amp; A Wonderful Blogger</title><content type='html'>I have found a wondeful new blog, or maybe she found me -&amp;nbsp;but whatever the case, I adore &lt;a href="http://maria-kilgore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maria Lane&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at &lt;a href="http://maria-kilgore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Two Hearts Made Four&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And today she gave me a sweet little award........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S6Jvs-ndzpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/c1RAFCTsPQE/s1600-h/diva_award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S6Jvs-ndzpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/c1RAFCTsPQE/s320/diva_award.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rules are to accept and then pass it on....AND tell seven things about yourself. :)&amp;nbsp; I just took seven things on my mind today, or that this post made me think of.&amp;nbsp; Nothing too profound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, since I love to talk about myself, here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1)&amp;nbsp; The first words I think of when I think of myself are Jesus, wife and mother.&amp;nbsp; Not that I have some visions that I embody the second coming...just that I love Jesus and strive to follow Him in every way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; I am from the cold, snowy North....and in just a couple of months, we are moving to the Sub-Tropical South.&amp;nbsp; I am VERY excited because I do love me some heat and humidity, but I am hesitant all the same because I have never moved farther than one hour from my hometown.&amp;nbsp; Still, I am wayyyyy more excited than nervous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3)&amp;nbsp; I am frustrated and struggling with my weight.&amp;nbsp; Again.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; I gained 35 pounds this past year.&amp;nbsp; I didn't stutter.&amp;nbsp; It sux.&amp;nbsp; I do not eat horribly - yes, sometimes I do, but certainly NOT every day or close to it.&amp;nbsp; And I don't lay on the couch all day, either. I recently started back up an aerobics DVD I love and have really tried to monitor my diet even more.&amp;nbsp; It just is the one thing in my life I am really unhappy about. :(&amp;nbsp; The one funny thing to come of this is that Littlest Girl calls aerobics "robotics."&amp;nbsp;bhahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4)&amp;nbsp; I have nicknames for everyone on this blog because I cannot type out all their names, lest &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; Google our group of names and see this blog.&amp;nbsp; That &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; being my husband's ex-wife, who is just, well, difficult (and that was a super nice way of referring to her).&amp;nbsp; Please refer to &lt;a href="http://www.thepsychoexwife.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; to see what she's like.&amp;nbsp; NO- that is NOT our blog, but someone who knows our family&amp;nbsp;well referred me to that blog because it almost mirrors the type of individual we are dealing with.&amp;nbsp; And even though it has a "funny" name, it talks about a lot of serious stuff that we go through on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; Dads are still getting the short end of the stick in family court these days.&amp;nbsp; It's sad, but with a lot of prayer and support, I know things will change.&amp;nbsp; And yet, even though she is so very hard to deal with, I wouldn't trade my beautiful and wonderful stepchildren (Sissy and Blonde Boy)&amp;nbsp;for ANYTHING in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5)&amp;nbsp; Littlest Girl is my miracle.&amp;nbsp; We lost our first daughter in 2001 and were so scared we'd lose another baby, but we welcomed Littlest Girl in 2005 and even though she is almost five years old, I still look at her every day and think she is a real-life miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6)&amp;nbsp; I love peanut butter.&amp;nbsp; It is probably my most favorite food.&amp;nbsp; Only the natural kind, though.&amp;nbsp; I like it to tast like peanuts, plain and simple.&amp;nbsp; Mmmmmmm......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7)&amp;nbsp; I have a bunch of *virtual* bloggy ladies I adore. Here are two that&amp;nbsp;are going to get this little award today. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hopelesslyflawed.com/"&gt;Heather ~ Hopelessly Flawed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sellabitmum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracy ~ Sellabit Mum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, it was a FABULOUS day here weather-wise today!&amp;nbsp; And a fabulous day because Littlest Girl and I got to go to the park for a picnic!&amp;nbsp; Here are some pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S6LQoUWGjFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wHLFTCGTMpc/s1600-h/100_2947.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S6LQoUWGjFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wHLFTCGTMpc/s400/100_2947.jpg" vt="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcqkUku_6_c/S6LRHpGKdyI/AAAAA
