tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45545480447632721162024-02-18T20:28:31.882-08:00Ordinary and Occasionally Extraordinary~The secret to having it all is believing you already do~Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.comBlogger594125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-66452350450523790522011-11-15T08:47:00.000-08:002011-11-15T09:36:22.673-08:00An Icon Falls<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>...but not without a fight. <div><br /></div><div> Our "red" bathroom was beloved. It was familiar, comfortable, and all we'd known in this house. Jeremy painted it a few days after we had moved in (6 years ago). Crazy how time flies. <div><br /></div><div> I had been throwing around the idea of repainting for a while, but I hesitated. I knew exactly what I wanted to do, but I also knew it would be a big undertaking. I wasn't sure I was up for it. And then there was the nagging doubt that my vision would be a lot better in theory than on actual walls and that maybe, just maybe, I didn't have the skills or the patience to pull it all off. </div><div><br /></div><div>But the paint sale over Labor Day weekend at Lowe's lured me in. </div><div> Jeremy left town for a week and I got to work.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">First up, covering the RED.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Valspar</span> high hiding paint with primer. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was pricey but worth every penny as you see how great it covered.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Base Coat: Pam's Lace (has a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pearlized</span> quality to it). </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Love it.</div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodHMjcTDO34cvN9zFVEaSyUZUqsh_ivdntWQFk9JHwoFuixqOoNv6ealW26Ant-FYXXIElFocAQASTJuvM0S3mt7oToLuSMICR2lhYmV2xg6SWlEI0sD_Qtuf_R2hRIUmp5qrY0e4JE1g/s400/CIMG4812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675265655211001346" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Two coats and I called it good. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The kids were not happy. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">They went so far as to tell me they couldn't believe I would do this to them. They loved the red bathroom and they weren't going to use it anymore now that I took the red away. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm telling you, there were some strong ties to this color. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But I pushed ahead, secretly hoping they wouldn't use this bathroom. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Maybe I'd have to clean it about 10x less often. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWkEU-ic5ZX7j534FkfUf-nm8Of_pKtZzvmll4uwCRfwRAy3mam7jrWWXW634YFlazdhEWUaS6GL7r2AX_9heCETSNCd0FbXdq93FHjSjTyTuqp80EIb4-0Pz5Gm23fIv6-zos9hgO9CC1/s400/CIMG4813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675265661246746546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">The next step was to tape. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> That was a big step. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Took me almost 48 hours. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Partly because it's hard, partly because I wanted it to be perfect, partly because it took a lot more math than I had anticipated, partly because I was mothering 3 children single-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">handedly</span> while doing it. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You get the idea. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I had a few pictures of the taping, but those were lost in the Great Hard Drive Crash of 2011.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Adding the accent color, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Valspar's</span> Beach House.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Pretty easy painting. Just stay in the lines. Sometimes I forgot which</div><div style="text-align: center;"> line I was supposed to be painting and so I stared writing "white" and "blue" in pencil. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> And it turned out.... OK. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">4 days of work and I'd be lying if I didn't confess that I was just a little let down with the result. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">To me, it looked like a bad polo shirt had exploded in my bathroom. </div><div style="text-align: center;">At 11pm I was less than thrilled. </div><div style="text-align: center;">UGH. Too late now. </div><div style="text-align: center;">There was nothing left to do but pull the tape.</div><div style="text-align: center;">So I did.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieehEL3s8_er4zMmvazIuYHnhoxbUyCk__0q5f_Dj5TbdeuQD4ccu2CdhSblrZaLvayUxZL-jf65eGom-NZuPmfHEMoIuZRWyY4rlER12waMi0D3jkxBr8GyROojttBBiROTt4rNzi1keB/s400/CIMG4828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675265668725881938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It looked better. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I could live with it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf2gu1xeXjS4c8Hm_VZO8neyJUoNUUSTCDdg1UUU24ZShCGV7U-CjaSrsTq_uhkjwjAq9moM15siokYGBAzIju90KtP6EDA8LpwVAK_2NvmS99bH3iYJ86cLGKhjJlIi6pRvM2MxlKxxRe/s400/CIMG4829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675273076406454898" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: left; "></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing prepared me for what it would look </div><div style="text-align: center;">like when I got it all put back together. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUprxYdDBZSPm9SZkBVLPp8Nxj05XRG474emN-rkJO6qtcjUlcsT7lVATkryjZ6E6zAGaDEE2jGtO3KnGWt5xM6rW8LuMKaGw043aSa7GC7EEKx8HhnpUVoiXtKvbVdkOvn43hViJiKscv/s400/CIMG4831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675265671520594018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">I LOVED IT! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">And I think I loved it even more just because I did it!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWp7J5-NTMqnJJRgGHrogX3FjkgkxsHYkkhgFE7H6czX9tUGsd-g4n7_KdWTeceiJ5HEjNtKJfBukR5iABjP2btqzKZOLbnBv7v_z1beOdT5C9Ph2LipM8WB0ZSIt3GMsKCZ7QheGep619/s400/CIMG4833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675266816133674386" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Nothing feels better than a project that turns out better than you expected.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUqFsaRPgKIvnqfHn8A94CiF2w1rgPbDVuFB2t3GzFZLPXXD2b_7czzrZArNLjAOeMMe0BdUixXvbAoHkeQupZBp9SKh1gKuZJnJdAQtc-7VThykmq-_64rombnnGvWOLkTMiFAAcOZiHp/s1600/CIMG4835.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUqFsaRPgKIvnqfHn8A94CiF2w1rgPbDVuFB2t3GzFZLPXXD2b_7czzrZArNLjAOeMMe0BdUixXvbAoHkeQupZBp9SKh1gKuZJnJdAQtc-7VThykmq-_64rombnnGvWOLkTMiFAAcOZiHp/s400/CIMG4835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675266811342323058" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpt0nkwPp7qKttYhYCfxK0h0nQRsaBuXLyenRzldugALwFzmKXpUp5Cl7goHHMkJoB9uh0gSvua-NCMBJwy0DnwC4UrKf4mUYMUzPt-avr7QXcLjzTFfGsh9Gugns7gHvESSp3GpeRQ5r/s1600/CIMG4832.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpt0nkwPp7qKttYhYCfxK0h0nQRsaBuXLyenRzldugALwFzmKXpUp5Cl7goHHMkJoB9uh0gSvua-NCMBJwy0DnwC4UrKf4mUYMUzPt-avr7QXcLjzTFfGsh9Gugns7gHvESSp3GpeRQ5r/s400/CIMG4832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675265683045950130" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The bathroom is awesome. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It feels bright, I dare say it is brighter. </div><div style="text-align: center;">At least it has lost the cave-like quality it had with the red.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You should come try it out, for real.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-34691882669909094552011-10-31T09:56:00.000-07:002011-11-14T15:02:24.726-08:00Sometimes I Like to Blog<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left; ">Since August we've:</div><div style="text-align: left; "></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">*started school</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*had 3 birthdays</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*hosted lots of family for Kaden's baptism</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*lost about 2 1/2 yrs of family photos after the most recent computer crash... boo!</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*added two casts to the family</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*welcomed lots babies (friends and family)</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*learned the about the arrival of many more</div><div style="text-align: left; "></div><div style="text-align: left; "></div><div style="text-align: left; ">*spooked it up for Halloween</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*removed a 6 yr old's cast</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*changed my cast a few different times</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*stressed about and finally enjoyed the Primary Program</div><div style="text-align: left; ">*started walking in the wee morning hours (loving my free therapy)</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">The next few months are sure to bring us a few more adventures. Stay tuned. I may, or may not, blog about it. You know how I am.</div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipK-kcANLaX7thFFkcNHlIjpKFtXUVslGRMqlIR8_jVId6elJw7W5pcbDjAU4DIApGum21d9f2TeoVuzkhKgqzCRUvADxVBMkx0Q5sBIi0pb07eJ3MqrQglZs_KFuyM1J1EhifAiK1vSFR/s1600/319314_10150434120049428_619799427_10640986_3602744_n+-+Copy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipK-kcANLaX7thFFkcNHlIjpKFtXUVslGRMqlIR8_jVId6elJw7W5pcbDjAU4DIApGum21d9f2TeoVuzkhKgqzCRUvADxVBMkx0Q5sBIi0pb07eJ3MqrQglZs_KFuyM1J1EhifAiK1vSFR/s400/319314_10150434120049428_619799427_10640986_3602744_n+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674989429766281154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">First day of school - 2011</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_rcdbcAEI-t2zTnNdKMKsKq_YDhKwi65dzMo43kn8ThwGoOH9mZCy4Mot61K_nGa-ULlyf1BwyTOnOG7bKFE6dSkScGGIXtIEGC-PY2HJBat-4kEpR58ZSXcpfcDJPKqf6fONTbOPU7p-/s1600/Kaden%2527s+Baptism+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_rcdbcAEI-t2zTnNdKMKsKq_YDhKwi65dzMo43kn8ThwGoOH9mZCy4Mot61K_nGa-ULlyf1BwyTOnOG7bKFE6dSkScGGIXtIEGC-PY2HJBat-4kEpR58ZSXcpfcDJPKqf6fONTbOPU7p-/s400/Kaden%2527s+Baptism+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674989425041287330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Remember how the computer crashed? </div><div style="text-align: center;"> This is the only shot I have of our family at the baptism. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm embracing the fact that I have ONE photo, even if my eyes happen to be closed.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI6NAT3JzTOcU7mhvjDY_nB3INtIPu6s415MPqwz3ywvnWeqTE2Rx2l_EZWQGqeu2Gl7aUPxtQAE3MtOKczGT46jRWq3tfMBKX7Js-39H58SjwkAtafQ5yTMvdDdabF2RLToafZ0msoOPZ/s1600/CIMG4982.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI6NAT3JzTOcU7mhvjDY_nB3INtIPu6s415MPqwz3ywvnWeqTE2Rx2l_EZWQGqeu2Gl7aUPxtQAE3MtOKczGT46jRWq3tfMBKX7Js-39H58SjwkAtafQ5yTMvdDdabF2RLToafZ0msoOPZ/s400/CIMG4982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674988833176130818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Asking them to stand still for approximately 4 seconds when there is a </div><div style="text-align: center;">carnival raging in the gym is like torture. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Honestly.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-66325623751279993332011-08-28T21:00:00.000-07:002011-08-28T21:56:58.955-07:00A Sweet Epiphany (or three)<div style="text-align: center;">Wedding cake. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I was a little skeptical when the bride told me the color scheme but I actually love the way it turned out.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghK5s615LE2hyMcp1mBJfOA3DGqpEcxl1-XqBBsyOFMF3ke9R94aDiUHuSMtTfKQb1RZ8H9zh-frVG7KQzgqfWkWZpx7TBnrPOXKmogFZbbknklWQFyQYchICfGcN4vmGi37DehMOG14ZX/s1600/DSC_0230.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghK5s615LE2hyMcp1mBJfOA3DGqpEcxl1-XqBBsyOFMF3ke9R94aDiUHuSMtTfKQb1RZ8H9zh-frVG7KQzgqfWkWZpx7TBnrPOXKmogFZbbknklWQFyQYchICfGcN4vmGi37DehMOG14ZX/s400/DSC_0230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646133366976127282" /></a>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7uACzGrHrI-aLB_-oVhh1rAAlPbqhW8Qu_-MkHdFZjo_J2168qmFDgIGcsGCB11SV3asCY5Vk8JxeQRvIG1DQ7zEAxmGJcXtyvdAdzXFRTTXusx4Stj8xYMMyWH_YxAXWe4d0JZwR0uxq/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7uACzGrHrI-aLB_-oVhh1rAAlPbqhW8Qu_-MkHdFZjo_J2168qmFDgIGcsGCB11SV3asCY5Vk8JxeQRvIG1DQ7zEAxmGJcXtyvdAdzXFRTTXusx4Stj8xYMMyWH_YxAXWe4d0JZwR0uxq/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646133365019538194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jeremy was out of town so the kids watched Ponyo (one of the lamest movies ever- a fish that wants to be human... fail) like 7 times before I got all those hand-cut leaves and vines created and placed around all 4 sides. </div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDYcdXLyJ5ajBj6P2G5KsDoYE6p5ToILJvjhssCErxN_e50AnLDKg_gBoOOmSLSbXbG4K2QKNYz5gi99FanzK7zkR_byDKMx5TQVXA7voRcidI681MtalucLojyQ6hYpYl0180-LKTb6Q/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDYcdXLyJ5ajBj6P2G5KsDoYE6p5ToILJvjhssCErxN_e50AnLDKg_gBoOOmSLSbXbG4K2QKNYz5gi99FanzK7zkR_byDKMx5TQVXA7voRcidI681MtalucLojyQ6hYpYl0180-LKTb6Q/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646133355303949842" /></a>
<br /><div style="text-align: center;">My good friend was expecting baby #5 and so of course we've gotta have some cake.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought it would be funny/clever to have a question mark for the baby's initials since they hadn't decided on a name... turned out they had decided on the name and no one told me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Jokes on the baker.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq9i79940YrrQNX48jStbPpC8u02Hc4A8i_afvrO1DiZ5n8Jmty6usokl0G7Jt8PnY1eaLUVjHAC0xJCStaj6VwuGxiMFcqAK3Z1NtbEvv_TG3rmJeAq9JsYFPgR2oUcI36pmdAK_fu4-/s400/CIMG4282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646123984618993842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">I'd been wanting to try out some argyle patterns. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Turns out hand painted stitching sucks and takes forever. </div><div style="text-align: center;">At least it looks cute.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">5-tiered wedding monster. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I seriously was having heart palpitations assembling this cake on site. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Having an audience didn't help the stress level either.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Classic, beautiful and not falling over. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I call it success.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;">What have you been up to this summer?</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-13620734641274641192011-08-11T09:33:00.001-07:002011-08-11T09:49:29.864-07:00I'm Itchy....... probably because I have approximately 58 mosquito bites from last weeks trek, but also I am partly itching for change. <div>
<br /></div><div>I'm itchy for some structure (and maybe a little peace?). School is right around the corner which means fall is trailing not far behind. Time for schedules. Time for kids to learn and grow up right before your eyes. Summer has been good to us, but I know there are great things in store for us. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I'm itching to know what and where we'll be come next spring. Most of me hopes right here in our quaint little house surrounded by all our friends and family, but then some days there are parts of my brain that think a fun adventurous move might be intriguing. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I'm itching to know why my friends have decided to purchase vans like they are going out of style. Seriously, like 4 in the last month have gone the way of the Caravan. What the what?</div><div>
<br /></div><div>I guess I'm just itchy.</div><div>
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<br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-59317120188901798882011-06-01T10:27:00.000-07:002011-06-01T10:39:55.363-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I know a girl. </div><div style="text-align: center;">A <span class="Apple-style-span"><b>wonderful</b></span> girl. </div><div style="text-align: center;">A t<i>houghtful</i>, <b>loving</b>, <span class="Apple-style-span">unbelievably generous</span> girl.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The thing about this girl is that once she get her mind set on something she doesn't quit. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She's had cancer in her sights for a while now, and she's determined. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She's making a difference.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wanna help?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://prpakakjo.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-reason-to-shop.html"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Check it out here!</i></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4PAbFPD8n8LTT0IHwaPulOQ4i8LTiNfxKgfGjFnOQDYxVNJMWIORanxBpZuO4dKnL0DwmyqifWgVj3W44MYnnuSF-Km7PWR1Xf3QLCK6xG9DitUsWgnSPHXdwUbRfm4EvdWaM7-BUdsEt/s400/Auction+Logo.jpg" /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-67045389905012632562011-05-19T11:05:00.001-07:002011-05-19T11:26:16.732-07:00It's A Special Day...and I'm celebrating with a post!<div><br /></div><div>Recently I've....</div><div><br /></div><div> * managed to explode the microwave while attempting to hard boil an egg. {apparently all of modern civilization knows this shouldn't be attempted. Well, of course, except for me}</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div> * not been blogging.</div><div><br /></div><div> * been maintaining an awesome looking garden. For real, the best we've had in a few years.</div><div><br /></div><div> * gone to a slew of baseball and t-ball games and loved almost every minute of it.</div><div><br /></div><div> * kept some semblance of sanity while Jeremy learns all about fire stuff and disaster stuff. Cue Adam <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sandler</span>: "Back to school, back to school...."</div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div> * prepped myself for one more Spanish speaker to grace our house by fall. Kindergarten people, no announcements here.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***AND***</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div> * stayed married to the best man ever for the last <span class="Apple-style-span" >11 </span>years. I'm not gonna lie, I'm one lucky girl... even though on our wedding day he kept me waiting and the officiant repeatedly asked me if I was sure he was showing up I'm glad you came through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jer</span>. </div><div><br /></div><div> {<span class="Apple-style-span">He claims he stopped at the gas station for pop beforehand. Awesome, I know. He'll tell you he was on time, but don't believe him. Temple workers don't lie, or worry poor innocent brides for no reason, do they?</span>}</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-11953033157923728502011-02-16T10:32:00.000-08:002011-02-16T10:42:49.715-08:00My Valentine-lovin Baby<div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >She gets those big blue eyes from her mama.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCBezJHGKB6DITgxx3WRpHHLtuGcuC9-HZWJbZPzv8RA-wmRibdIS1UNAuViUWrHP-7AeO0FOwx7CPXfe-vyohtcPfEhGfB_b-colknrVn_KRiio08ugDE8HoFkb9hEGsC20PAcyj6d6wb/s400/ella+vday.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574359120486377106" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Her sweet affection for chocolate...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">that's my contribution too.</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIHxxwq3U9ffgz6kCIG5PVcNhQjkJRUm1qP7QwcUt30U-BKtpBBmZDdl7dHY7R4_PKrZtDQoyzt_6bhjBmmKBEDffr3dnoQaPDYme_h6pvCN67GmeLbS111Y0n9TWOB6EWY2hSR-Nusd2O/s400/ella+vday2.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574359129556514690" />Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-2899304219366083542011-02-08T08:02:00.000-08:002011-02-08T09:04:07.730-08:00It's half fullGoing on day 3 of no working dishwasher. Five people make a lot of dishes, and we even ate at the in-laws last night! <b>The good news is</b> the part should be here by noon. My husband/repairman should be here by 5. My dishwasher should be back in action.... let's just say sometime tonight. I will be keeping my fingers crossed that the $20 part is the fix because as much as I'd love a new dishwasher I would NOT love purchasing a new dishwasher right now.<div><br /></div><div>Remember last year about this time when our car got broken into. Last night the same happened to the the other car. Only one of the doors doesn't lock so I don't know if it's technically considered a break in? <b>The good news is</b> nothing was taken (because there's nothing in there) but it's still creepy knowing people are rifling through your stuff. Invasion of privacy is a bad feeling. Being the only family that doesn't park in the garage has consequences, I tell ya.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am feeling a little overwhelmed and very inadequate to fulfill my new calling. Excited but inadequate nonetheless. <b>The good news is</b> that I got released from the other three callings I was doing so I have only two things on my plate. Unfortunately Trek and Primary are still two really big things on my plate. But I'm loving them both and am very happy to be where I'm at.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >*2nd Counselor in the Primary if you hadn't heard.</span></div><div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-27889615653798875692011-01-31T13:31:00.000-08:002011-01-31T13:46:05.745-08:00Monday Thoughts*I'm happy for the new stake changes, simply because it's finally done and I feel like everyone can breathe and move forward. Like <i>confidently</i> move forward. Sometimes planning is hard when you aren't sure what's around the corner. know what i mean?<div><br /></div><div>*I'm itching to paint my bathroom, but not just any old way.... <a href="http://tancamjenksfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/horizontalthe-only-way-to-stripe.html">like this</a>. Blue and white, can't you see it? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Camie</span> please talk me out of it, or into it.</div><div><br /></div><div>*I'm really, really, really wishing for some blue skies... <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'll</span> even take the cold as long as i can see blue. Pretty please?</div><div><br /></div><div>*Got a few cakes/cupcake orders on the back burner. It's been a while, so I'm kind of excited to hop back in the saddle. </div><div><br /></div><div>*Planning and gearing up for our family camping trip to Yellowstone this Summer. </div><div><br /></div><div>* Two posts in one week! Madness I tell ya. Yeah, I about peed my pants too...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-31243136757139787412011-01-25T12:09:00.000-08:002011-01-25T12:26:26.728-08:002011It's been a while since pen hit paper over here. <div><br /></div><div>A lot has happened. A lot has changed. Yet some days it feels as though it hasn't. Sometimes it feels as though I am the same girl wandering through life stumbling along and trying to find my way in this big old world. Other times I look back and can see the difference in myself, the person I am verses the person I once was. Sometimes I like it, and sometimes I see where I may have taken a turn I regret. I am learning, stretching and growing... always. </div><div><br /></div><div>What I know for sure is I have friends who fade in and out of my life, yet always cheer me along. I am finding my way with a handsome husband and darling kids at my side who keep me grounded, safe and loved. It's a great way to travel. The only way to travel, for me.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-30496939988871011452010-09-28T09:58:00.000-07:002010-09-28T10:01:43.392-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">There were candles, presents and loads of fun for this little one.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3XiFNF3nvOINd5zQvFw6SMq8MmK6PlrVo9g1r_E0zz1G_XLdXHuclTtMadDUzpHwQ9S058cVyHYd83wLnQOEVZhiQoLFc_zldOTndVkGxp__z1pVBbwMGJY-Q3fbTcRFro-JNwfOqtvD/s1600/ellapolaroid.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3XiFNF3nvOINd5zQvFw6SMq8MmK6PlrVo9g1r_E0zz1G_XLdXHuclTtMadDUzpHwQ9S058cVyHYd83wLnQOEVZhiQoLFc_zldOTndVkGxp__z1pVBbwMGJY-Q3fbTcRFro-JNwfOqtvD/s320/ellapolaroid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522010153029134770" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">One year older, but still my baby girl...</div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-51686379282157859772010-09-17T06:06:00.000-07:002010-09-17T06:06:21.787-07:00Sugar, spice, and whole lotta something else...<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >You are everything I expected in a little girl, some I never could have imagined, and more wonderful than I ever thought possible.</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWt6Xbs4huFckZ0WwOcrzSX14wrFaz3l8-SWUA1bYJ7LAQ4wTj8KkG_6ULTDqj_XiCwo6KihC-bNjskICTIT4Y8q9dHmkc87uHqrpn9EfWziTWkQZ3jnwGzB95FJAEMX_KsdrDh0N__cY8/s320/BrynnBallet.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517636455951251042" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >You love to create. </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > {ribbon and paper necklaces are your current specialty}</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >You love to bake.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >{cupcakes are the confection of choice}</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >You love all things pink, sparkly, frilly or </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >anything that remotely resembles make-up.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >{you "borrow" anything you can from my jewelry stash}</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >You love to dance and sing.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >{the songs you make up in the car are my favorite}</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >You love being you!</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >{and I love that too}</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >Happy 5th Birthday Brynners!</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-42155762333739667892010-09-13T11:57:00.000-07:002010-09-13T11:57:52.301-07:00First Day of School<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">It came and went just like that!<br />I think it will be another successful year for this sweet boy.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicEvESbjqiWK46UIsaaFf2eNf_GP7ziijiG52aTg1vXWatdFLCDVFAW-lQamyyAVGAgy-yXLKvAvdE7uxjGwnMCWVF6jev2hNzy-sIWVM-QVhqF5l58VRUaf5wczVaB3z_VDfzaDKoHmN7/s1600/Kaden2010.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicEvESbjqiWK46UIsaaFf2eNf_GP7ziijiG52aTg1vXWatdFLCDVFAW-lQamyyAVGAgy-yXLKvAvdE7uxjGwnMCWVF6jev2hNzy-sIWVM-QVhqF5l58VRUaf5wczVaB3z_VDfzaDKoHmN7/s400/Kaden2010.jpg" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-609670296753499352010-08-27T08:11:00.000-07:002010-08-27T08:47:23.258-07:00The things we do for love<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">A sign-up sheet went around work.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> It was a going away party for a fellow employee. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jeremy noticed a slot for cake was still available. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He claimed that as his contribution.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He brought home a flyer and requested I replicate it on the cake. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next time I'll keep my fingers crossed in hopes that he just signs up for a side dish</div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh786qq_1sJAEgiX0U4SzjUvUlZeS-YZSpH9AgEgA6v-Lujdf6G2vNYTJ6r0UwzuB3rRo_xD4e97_QUlzSrnUrp_DoI4058q8-VWK8Cxp-p25jP2sl1MWDxqnv1A1ptSJf1d_c4hFpE5Vi5/s1600/CIMG3475.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh786qq_1sJAEgiX0U4SzjUvUlZeS-YZSpH9AgEgA6v-Lujdf6G2vNYTJ6r0UwzuB3rRo_xD4e97_QUlzSrnUrp_DoI4058q8-VWK8Cxp-p25jP2sl1MWDxqnv1A1ptSJf1d_c4hFpE5Vi5/s400/CIMG3475.JPG" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">Fondant is hand cut and frosting is freehanded (aka: a huge pain in my booty). </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">The sky is a watercolor treatment, but that was fun!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh786qq_1sJAEgiX0U4SzjUvUlZeS-YZSpH9AgEgA6v-Lujdf6G2vNYTJ6r0UwzuB3rRo_xD4e97_QUlzSrnUrp_DoI4058q8-VWK8Cxp-p25jP2sl1MWDxqnv1A1ptSJf1d_c4hFpE5Vi5/s1600/CIMG3475.JPG"></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsw39KmTTTISdLLakyuU5gqjNqtuIzUQ4p58ueagjztKaniWAfGBs8lVgUUz2diHTWIUYcnL7o7UT6O9lopX4R_zsJgQx3wqAN2TsOJgrG_x5tDLidGV0b8_WdGIMW5V3IXH5q-LMM_DaE/s400/CIMG3474.JPG" border="0" alt="" /> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi01nP8SqDM2O334HewuX4mvU3mcMR7G9wkDNkhiXtjF_8rT-zagY1nbx9x6dbb9HoGKmvTDEb3f8EM8gvhrdSlsuvwi62CZHB4NeTgQY1104FyLfNUfyna67PxI2hDADqlGQnzAN0h2XQ1/s320/RachelCake.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510109958286595218" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-74536290545408063032010-08-26T09:12:00.000-07:002010-08-26T10:01:07.675-07:00Summer Dayz<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">We didn't spend nearly enough time lounging poolside this summer.... but there's always next year.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-mAfDUESnc8m0g0YQaushGkeToV0AlTtCLpXOvey_3MFNeh7QlYwWtUi6v-qD2wJjINa6tZ7rYFGoPP0OUzsdYtnKeeP4uUSNYHwJDR45cHFxAyiZ5FIVNPKHp-RlGn4WmPUQ5AI10If/s1600/CIMG3408.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-mAfDUESnc8m0g0YQaushGkeToV0AlTtCLpXOvey_3MFNeh7QlYwWtUi6v-qD2wJjINa6tZ7rYFGoPP0OUzsdYtnKeeP4uUSNYHwJDR45cHFxAyiZ5FIVNPKHp-RlGn4WmPUQ5AI10If/s400/CIMG3408.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJixWGwQNAOvidJvq4aVR47nDT0iqEHl7TbYJoXN8Qqg8cckbvdS4h-amyDoUBNafhCFXk3Z2vdUFLiTnHmmE6fnMmxHLl8aj8tg_VpKQnguATM3nYtcVeOD981D2REtiUgYDualo1TGi/s320/CIMG3414.JPG" style="display:block; 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text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-79636666557246497932010-08-19T07:49:00.001-07:002010-08-26T09:57:54.460-07:00Can't Wait...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic5VhqiQTCjlPwHt_qvDKoR67Gg8KjDutSYC1CRm_SI4BrhYlu1uAny-5oEf5RYgGVP-wd9Bur4k3k66HnapgSRJvxoUOe4_N2GcBuBrh615aoWcpS5QoooiKcgcDiqeASQ4h4thLQ4Gmn/s1600/She-Market_for_Jen%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic5VhqiQTCjlPwHt_qvDKoR67Gg8KjDutSYC1CRm_SI4BrhYlu1uAny-5oEf5RYgGVP-wd9Bur4k3k66HnapgSRJvxoUOe4_N2GcBuBrh615aoWcpS5QoooiKcgcDiqeASQ4h4thLQ4Gmn/s320/She-Market_for_Jen%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507133381255852722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Anyone want to go together?</div><script></script>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-80530522369286333902010-08-18T10:18:00.000-07:002010-08-18T11:00:33.322-07:00Cake Anyone?<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>A few things I've been up to this summer.....<div><br /></div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxsxpK8W5n_5AmUUbvCDV6Ns5KeKW9Q_HxHZYh8tpPBoEhR-vRGdeuO7ESB0BufMy2C0-_XuKze5zZLU7r8YilTDLlh9R4BxEYa4y1DpIiUXXxPj2K7JpplEqi3D0nB4beu2SvJAM-WB-/s320/Photo0027.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506801414538998786" /><div style="text-align: center;">A birthday cake for our good friend. </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">He is a VW enthusiast to the core </div><div style="text-align: center;">and I replicated his bus.</div><div style="text-align: center;">With only 26 hours notice...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm calling it a success.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHpudvybqOcxznlOScmFljmfeMNsDDL-qaNKUpADvljyCltqTeDr7LDfWJjOnrjNbcxN-eLJmqf1kNS65ptlknnMc2E8ZvrH-mktbtBf9fNhd1OYBVIsNMogFxcP8au3sk2oFl8H39r8Cq/s320/bus.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506810695371682754" /><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKvd8pAgxTCnhfYuZ-43_Iht_dlqo-2Jo6XUEoBgcsmmokYfMhfOP78G92yv_CLjEjmI9qmHe2v0onT_bzhe7Wg4Nc3pobipfEQUsuwHgeSRc0No7j5dQUhyphenhyphenBzFhvgeZAtY4u5jndF1YrB/s1600/CIMG3390.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKvd8pAgxTCnhfYuZ-43_Iht_dlqo-2Jo6XUEoBgcsmmokYfMhfOP78G92yv_CLjEjmI9qmHe2v0onT_bzhe7Wg4Nc3pobipfEQUsuwHgeSRc0No7j5dQUhyphenhyphenBzFhvgeZAtY4u5jndF1YrB/s320/CIMG3390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506801410129887058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Wedding Cake</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Turns out the father of the bride went to high school with Jeremy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">True story.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9V649a5PfYLwAWmEvR0Jhdhz5rTz1B2gxei3N1sscQ1nxS8oMdOJv8dBdUeuG924RoqISxN0KocDJZIlPz0yrjDGw9AKruiTomIlEwRF9dBF-PfzO4D5K3MjeYhGqJa2MeIyQoMgchy2m/s1600/CIMG3399.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9V649a5PfYLwAWmEvR0Jhdhz5rTz1B2gxei3N1sscQ1nxS8oMdOJv8dBdUeuG924RoqISxN0KocDJZIlPz0yrjDGw9AKruiTomIlEwRF9dBF-PfzO4D5K3MjeYhGqJa2MeIyQoMgchy2m/s320/CIMG3399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506801394788372114" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cake for a reception.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Simple outside, but the inside </div><div style="text-align: center;">was chocolate pound cake filled with dark chocolate ganache.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think I gained 3 lbs that weekend eating cake scraps turned cake burritos*.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">*If you aren't familiar with cake burritos come over and let me enlighten you!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Summer has been good to us,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and we plan on squeezing every last minute out of our remaining 10 days.</span></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-57935355253977592522010-06-30T09:43:00.001-07:002010-06-30T09:50:50.526-07:00Kinda Forgot I Had a Blog...<div style="text-align: center;">I'm pretty sure you forgot too. Lots of things have happened, and yet I still don't feel the pull to post. Bad, I know, but my feelings all the same.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Maybe someday the blogging spark will reignite, and then again- maybe not. It is summer after all and blogging is supposed to take a back burner. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So there it is, enjoy life on the back burner! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">{<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">and if for some crazy reason the view from the back burner gets old I suppose we could always chat on the phone or meet up at the park, ya know do things that friends <i>actually</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> do</span>} </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Until then, enjoy the fabulously non-scorching weather.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-80835659507742829442010-05-19T07:57:00.000-07:002010-05-19T08:12:20.691-07:0033% of my Life<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">10 years =</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">7 cars</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">2 houses</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">4 moves</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">5 wards</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">16,000 feet of sod</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">3 great kids</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">27 trips to Utah (at least)</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">20 seasons of Survivor</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">2 dogs</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">7 fish</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">More happy times than I can count!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">-Jeremy</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbANBH-5YxeULj4fbzqJIVTRkPS_zQZtH-kocrMjmifXO67bO1IKOEFwdgwyoDH1WWBtdfaOfJi1lMr5kxWZyv4lgTGHjHeO6zP8HQW84zCnxxxMbwTosEUe8pflMvBkRGaRSRO-7h-Ak5/s1600/Starred+Photos.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbANBH-5YxeULj4fbzqJIVTRkPS_zQZtH-kocrMjmifXO67bO1IKOEFwdgwyoDH1WWBtdfaOfJi1lMr5kxWZyv4lgTGHjHeO6zP8HQW84zCnxxxMbwTosEUe8pflMvBkRGaRSRO-7h-Ak5/s400/Starred+Photos.jpg" /></a> </div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><br /></div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"><i>Love seems the swiftest but it is the slowest of all growths. No man or woman really knows what perfect love is until they have been married a quarter of a century. </i></span></div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"><i> ~Mark Twain</i></span></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-21830162869374031902010-05-14T13:24:00.000-07:002010-05-14T13:41:34.942-07:00Delightful Pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLX-mPecznir526xMHyOTL9mPbhkxhtmWDILmbqeqK-YhpNgOWUMIV4EhVuD1rqrQVOivD1GH8Pd8KQ5Z0oQAElBVy7M2kI8hYTOuXonfcJBnFE1XVI_erYpntZygL0sLaAKtKihKRGrmb/s1600/Photo0020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLX-mPecznir526xMHyOTL9mPbhkxhtmWDILmbqeqK-YhpNgOWUMIV4EhVuD1rqrQVOivD1GH8Pd8KQ5Z0oQAElBVy7M2kI8hYTOuXonfcJBnFE1XVI_erYpntZygL0sLaAKtKihKRGrmb/s320/Photo0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471227322727223762" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Even though this bell doesn't have a built in light like it's amazingly mediocre predecessor I still think the copper beats broken and yellowed any day! </div><div><br /></div><div><div> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJ23Uwl5u6fMuN9UXnKDa0OdK5Q8w_wJr3LlGXP6iQWcP1sVV_NuYxKog_A0lsdGPyxaClM9AthLb8jlfQ8juyzFySE8gxcOKQDbS37GfW2dqZafxBPErAijzYgFxQIa6SNbIcWEfGhAy/s320/Photo0019.jpg" /></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-37765492219795907032010-05-13T10:16:00.000-07:002010-05-13T10:23:43.476-07:00Have Done List<div style="text-align: center;">(way better than a to-do list)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*doorbell installed <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">and looking absolutely fantastic</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">*VW bus cake completed</div><div style="text-align: center;">*kids to the dentist</div><div style="text-align: center;">*dr. appointments scheduled,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> no baby here. I know you're wondering.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">*hanging baskets up and blooming</div><div style="text-align: center;">*serious weeding session</div><div style="text-align: center;">*ran</div><div style="text-align: center;">*sat</div><div style="text-align: center;">*read</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-8758242339536297472010-05-10T10:08:00.000-07:002010-05-10T10:21:13.491-07:00At The Intersection of Reality and ResponsibilityDear Restoration Hardware,<div> </div><div> Thank you for all the emails you've sent my way since my recent purchase (5 in 11 days if you were curious). I'm a huge fan of yours, loving pretty much everything your quaint store has to offer, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">most especially that crazy huge comfy distressed leather couch that is the same the size as my bed</span>! Really, I could die.</div><div><br /></div><div>Unfortunately, the <i>ONLY</i> thing I can afford from you I have already purchased. That's right, the $10 doorbell. And although the $100 off a $500 purchase offers you continue to try to entice me with seem heaven sent, they just aren't. Let me know when your price point is more like Target. We'll talk. </div><div><br /></div><div>Thinking of you wistfully,</div><div>Heather</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-46964720382619887582010-05-06T13:12:00.000-07:002010-05-06T14:00:13.796-07:00Making My Mark<div style="text-align: center;">In college Jeremy had a saying:</div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>Beauty is only a light switch away</i>."</div><div style="text-align: center;">{<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">pre</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">-Heather days, for sure</span>} </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As ridiculous as this slogan was,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> it's fairly similar to my current decorating philosophy:</div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>Beauty is only a can of spray paint away</i>."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">These chairs were screaming for a new coat of paint.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4e8e_JVwibHmSZAMWDUM3HNkOGSJ232i8OFgssI8AhPzdRBxp0-E_ssIIS0bYm6X0a5UiR3uVMrd_inQYIset3cufWI6fu6lyapOzLerY5JOz3ADhjVW3CkqQcg5odZy-ZgNyITfbZHR/s1600/0_0+(34).jpg"><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4e8e_JVwibHmSZAMWDUM3HNkOGSJ232i8OFgssI8AhPzdRBxp0-E_ssIIS0bYm6X0a5UiR3uVMrd_inQYIset3cufWI6fu6lyapOzLerY5JOz3ADhjVW3CkqQcg5odZy-ZgNyITfbZHR/s320/0_0+(34).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468252832237790290" /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">The only before picture I had. </div><div style="text-align: center; ">The peach just wasn't doing it for me anymore.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wO1yY9lfeuucbhXUrHZRMHUQiGk7GlKpWNl31Uu675fMNLSgjfrsnjNLchjy0pVt7zN4kakMA3hyCetUloBQZEXOu7edIxdj8mRVzA8slSSV-GqdwpTWXDYAR_cj0sTFsQfM6ASiP5bo/s320/porch.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I rescued the table from my <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:large;">own</span></b> garbage. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, I threw it away after letting it sit untouched in the garage for a few months. </div><div style="text-align: center;">(<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">it was a cast-off from someone else that found a temporary home in our garage</span>)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Later that night I realize my mistake.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">And next morning I tipped the mondo green garbage can on it's side and climbed on in.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Sick, I know.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">However, I think the transformation more than makes up for my dumpster diving experience.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Seafoam blue and oil rubbed bronze make a great pairing.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">The total was less than 13 dollars, </div><div style="text-align: center; ">yet it gives the porch a million dollar punch.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-85231174144481701992010-05-06T07:50:00.000-07:002010-05-06T08:26:31.807-07:00Inbox<div style="text-align: center;">Got a little thank you note in my inbox today and I LOVE thank you's. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This was how I spent the last weekend, and it was great as always. Although I could do with a little less <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Mercy River</span>. They are fine, just not my favorite.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">See if you can spot me in the video!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzCMLUNqPAc&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzCMLUNqPAc&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah. I couldn't see me either. But I was there hoping like the rest of 'em.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If you get a chance to hit a Time Out For Women this round- do it. Just hearing Mariama's story will change your life, and Jenny Oaks Baker live is something not to miss. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Promise.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554548044763272116.post-45907589820826580202010-05-05T09:44:00.000-07:002010-05-05T09:45:39.501-07:00Swagga<div style="text-align: center;">I think I may need to revisit the anti-minivan stance I have taken...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.com7