tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53253647200099568002024-02-06T19:34:37.931-08:00Laura's BlogLaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-2733812264631242322009-07-15T19:05:00.000-07:002009-07-15T19:38:26.018-07:00"Vacation"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbP-2PG_sjZDw5SUXmhdVs-RsSRMnWNXThqrZ-nE4n7EMSzQp1fwDfBu7Sb6Ievx9TNjCl4jllUPpN_lpbnl-Bv7nh9C5FLIIfjxl0Hn6alRNkmovwLqF-bklPb6rnHXPiuZXEpmNpG-mU/s1600-h/IMG_2869.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbP-2PG_sjZDw5SUXmhdVs-RsSRMnWNXThqrZ-nE4n7EMSzQp1fwDfBu7Sb6Ievx9TNjCl4jllUPpN_lpbnl-Bv7nh9C5FLIIfjxl0Hn6alRNkmovwLqF-bklPb6rnHXPiuZXEpmNpG-mU/s200/IMG_2869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358877686994167682" /></a>Yes folks, I already had to save my husband from falling the 100m drop down Look Off point, near Canning, Nova Scotia. What a goof!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WTqSbIopU4XeyHvLcViGWUjdsI1HmeCPZVxAjuyfkslk7H-_H5-c4AyEyhwH8lpkFsKHVng1kqZPMBKcaKX4agNA0OPvMq2Fvsa5DCqUQrERT8n_5HqYdnmxswcPGcoTxx9AiPrcFHtU/s1600-h/IMG_2857.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WTqSbIopU4XeyHvLcViGWUjdsI1HmeCPZVxAjuyfkslk7H-_H5-c4AyEyhwH8lpkFsKHVng1kqZPMBKcaKX4agNA0OPvMq2Fvsa5DCqUQrERT8n_5HqYdnmxswcPGcoTxx9AiPrcFHtU/s200/IMG_2857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358877678189525202" /></a>This is what we saw when we looked over the the edge of Look Off cliff. Absolutely beautiful country. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CWAvLoDySWuO0FXmQVVGo9AZcEnBF3JzClTNlrJH0iVSzVW8b5ugHe0GtZziqFv3d9l63geY4IgzsR89cpfRRG9-C8FC-Lp9l0xnO4QJozwjQeGKvPxzJUsBvJPI9zcVk4YyzApP4EX5/s1600-h/IMG_2883.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CWAvLoDySWuO0FXmQVVGo9AZcEnBF3JzClTNlrJH0iVSzVW8b5ugHe0GtZziqFv3d9l63geY4IgzsR89cpfRRG9-C8FC-Lp9l0xnO4QJozwjQeGKvPxzJUsBvJPI9zcVk4YyzApP4EX5/s200/IMG_2883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358877675870345746" /></a>Shannon had to give fishing a try while he was here. Wasn't too successful! Maybe it was the bait! Lol.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZ_t2L5YL7pPwGiW_CYwd40F5igP2T9l2rWtEv6fJGEUtQdvLY7qyxIpJf5qI65i6xTZ6V8zgYdYKveeozYLpRnt19uzKCU2K3E3R1VSdnNn0S06MYHzDn0JCMGjUVrt9SWAeoaN6EEBo/s1600-h/IMG_2953.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZ_t2L5YL7pPwGiW_CYwd40F5igP2T9l2rWtEv6fJGEUtQdvLY7qyxIpJf5qI65i6xTZ6V8zgYdYKveeozYLpRnt19uzKCU2K3E3R1VSdnNn0S06MYHzDn0JCMGjUVrt9SWAeoaN6EEBo/s200/IMG_2953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358876204761683506" /></a>Peggy's Cove. One of my hi-light's. What a unique experience to drive in and spend some time there. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4xBXi8X2uGUM3NtNn4tZHUDb888raTjcc7kIKEcQvB_6uO4H-XPCDeicGhe0oMYMtj_fc1WP6L2egufW6l7wP6wzDbwUWX9Mlr77XbAj6yiNLTJOowjHye6OOKigm34Gm9abiCBQgX_nt/s1600-h/IMG_2968.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4xBXi8X2uGUM3NtNn4tZHUDb888raTjcc7kIKEcQvB_6uO4H-XPCDeicGhe0oMYMtj_fc1WP6L2egufW6l7wP6wzDbwUWX9Mlr77XbAj6yiNLTJOowjHye6OOKigm34Gm9abiCBQgX_nt/s200/IMG_2968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358876194120274082" /></a>I literally had to drag Shannon away from the sea. He loves the crashing waves and wanted to find a chair and sit and watch for hours. He took hundreds of photos got some amazing shots.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4YHe83TKGVEWB9YF46wPY5TTq7v9ocB-tYCrPCx14SWWyXORrCFIGu1DqL0fYfwaItwMvHaCX2F29b8biFTsol_Gz6VBCt1exrZ8kBNvQn8SMxwHGYGDT8EPKxja513nlCsypIonCxCLf/s1600-h/IMG_3066.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4YHe83TKGVEWB9YF46wPY5TTq7v9ocB-tYCrPCx14SWWyXORrCFIGu1DqL0fYfwaItwMvHaCX2F29b8biFTsol_Gz6VBCt1exrZ8kBNvQn8SMxwHGYGDT8EPKxja513nlCsypIonCxCLf/s200/IMG_3066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358876185566481762" /></a><br />Lonely sailboat...very windy that day. Probably perfect day for sailing. What do I know...I am just a stubble jumper from Saskatchewan. Just wouldn't want to be out on the water.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhincy7WjtDSCyQUz7nglxM9DvhqNfYKbJddTEs7OxrwiINcF7K37G1yvv9GNv6Wn8gmhRo1ciTBMyRX9johFy1yPSBJFlv2xow5MV0U3ii9K2vlyr4AhTYshV9-TgPyt56NJ-Xdk-rjOm2/s1600-h/IMG_3069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhincy7WjtDSCyQUz7nglxM9DvhqNfYKbJddTEs7OxrwiINcF7K37G1yvv9GNv6Wn8gmhRo1ciTBMyRX9johFy1yPSBJFlv2xow5MV0U3ii9K2vlyr4AhTYshV9-TgPyt56NJ-Xdk-rjOm2/s200/IMG_3069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358874533819530402" /></a>Liked this boat, don't know why. maybe cause of the little one in front of it. And the color contrast. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTjEr2VO6Wb4ze2noFpVNqkMJKqJgF5jAOrvQJdWESunhMX9i-I1Hcf7sKecz7fZKTsq7xN313w54G3zutgFXs2cl5w6AWO0TT3ev57X9RouBbq8UHQv2mDGWs5MWGWmFY5jkJmpUIQIZ/s1600-h/IMG_3074.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTjEr2VO6Wb4ze2noFpVNqkMJKqJgF5jAOrvQJdWESunhMX9i-I1Hcf7sKecz7fZKTsq7xN313w54G3zutgFXs2cl5w6AWO0TT3ev57X9RouBbq8UHQv2mDGWs5MWGWmFY5jkJmpUIQIZ/s200/IMG_3074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358874525457497506" /></a>this was the last shot on the way out of Peggy's Cove. Now we are on our way to PEI tomorrow. Lot's of driving to see Ann of Green Gable's. maybe more pictures before I get home.Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-90425220358561129672009-06-02T18:36:00.000-07:002009-06-02T20:06:44.013-07:00" Prom"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7b0f4CfKGlz3Z55zUs_kau1McTU91b3vBhaLxDbTUJQ9oE4coEqifvx3G2NhG4Q9uM5J5tIBi-aNlegvkYjDiyGZFG16O6ritn8AttLvDF2h3jxusNkYKqHjOknz0853ja_NjI45BCY7/s1600-h/IMG_1917_1-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342921812385208706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7b0f4CfKGlz3Z55zUs_kau1McTU91b3vBhaLxDbTUJQ9oE4coEqifvx3G2NhG4Q9uM5J5tIBi-aNlegvkYjDiyGZFG16O6ritn8AttLvDF2h3jxusNkYKqHjOknz0853ja_NjI45BCY7/s200/IMG_1917_1-blog.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#663333;"> Well, the day has arrived and we or I should say I, survived the day and what a beautiful day we had! My sister Lana has not lost her touch to do long hair and she did a beautiful job on mine and Jenna's. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663333;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663333;">It has been a tradition of mine to count the hairpins when she does my hair since a few years ago when she used 72 to do an <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">updo</span>. I have to say that on Saturday, she broke the record and I was positive that she used over 100 pins, but to my surprise when I took it down Saturday night, I found only 89 in my hair. Unless she stuck some <em>inside </em>my head! Just kidding. Thanks Lana for making Jenna feel <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">beautiful</span> that day!<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP6BGhFKVBra0K4G0U7RZxUI_o5CzZFPJX-8g49rEzHlgPTJjeZ0ImkXoymKCOjjuYI1ofcKv8Y-b16YBouoSt45uLfprCRE2EMPkhDKUyxOS_lCe1vvi_fRyLlrGuk1KroJ1NM2ufYeDd/s1600-h/IMG_1931-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342921604764829538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP6BGhFKVBra0K4G0U7RZxUI_o5CzZFPJX-8g49rEzHlgPTJjeZ0ImkXoymKCOjjuYI1ofcKv8Y-b16YBouoSt45uLfprCRE2EMPkhDKUyxOS_lCe1vvi_fRyLlrGuk1KroJ1NM2ufYeDd/s200/IMG_1931-blog.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#00cccc;">Well folks, here is my girls "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Prima</span> Prom Gown." Shut up. I know. Yes there are actually <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Prima</span> flowers sewn on the dress. Forty eight of them in fact. But they were perfect, don't you think? It was her idea for the flowers and then what do you know, these new flowers appeared in the store.<br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg33btak04CEH2AlzERcbOQQ2iqrcamZfhMG9clsoHIOjh2rtL3KTo6UnPJw-BaDUKqBPguMCxexzPFgOHutKyz_AcdoDLGzmyYCrK6ymX7dWwcyEM1h_ztbhJSVDra8Rex__-FZx0RHq1u/s1600-h/IMG_1933-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342921378402847250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg33btak04CEH2AlzERcbOQQ2iqrcamZfhMG9clsoHIOjh2rtL3KTo6UnPJw-BaDUKqBPguMCxexzPFgOHutKyz_AcdoDLGzmyYCrK6ymX7dWwcyEM1h_ztbhJSVDra8Rex__-FZx0RHq1u/s200/IMG_1933-blog.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#663333;"> Jenna's hairdo. <br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0QKcNylq2frUNT5RrS0rB_pilhP-D-5xLVS1C3WzeMTi8LXT0JTGhVU-UBC2x7kZmyqmBOpraqg7mqrEiJwUBTV4AsCzr5dtwLrPCf5WnmujR0QeVu_jWdmXrVuwl_v6DQOzDFfpuJJJ/s1600-h/IMG_1954-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342921101056054546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0QKcNylq2frUNT5RrS0rB_pilhP-D-5xLVS1C3WzeMTi8LXT0JTGhVU-UBC2x7kZmyqmBOpraqg7mqrEiJwUBTV4AsCzr5dtwLrPCf5WnmujR0QeVu_jWdmXrVuwl_v6DQOzDFfpuJJJ/s200/IMG_1954-blog.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"> Jenna and her dad. He loves getting his picture taken. Ha! Not. Oh, well. Look at the shot of the dress. Great frontal pic!<br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHLg0Vh82iVgwoyhk9FG1Xbf7mYM205G0x6wIvWwih7pYtCWz-Ccrbo1bNiyZogFfUw8ZIY6I1U2NgqOpkOHrOZM9TH3-cgUSY14qIKutWvht5yqRzBElSAxA_NiFYpMH1LMOnpjAwbD5/s1600-h/IMG_1967_1-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342920880809493986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHLg0Vh82iVgwoyhk9FG1Xbf7mYM205G0x6wIvWwih7pYtCWz-Ccrbo1bNiyZogFfUw8ZIY6I1U2NgqOpkOHrOZM9TH3-cgUSY14qIKutWvht5yqRzBElSAxA_NiFYpMH1LMOnpjAwbD5/s200/IMG_1967_1-blog.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#663333;">These two can never stand still for long and take serious pics without goofing off! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Akk</span>! Good thing the gum didn't end up in hair or on the dress!<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMQWBTuK5YwrihaTpn6CWsg_7Qq5KZmZg2K2DS7f42TD9W9HVEBmBmEEwKcpmRqgjuc1DDgez4pCX3l8zH9LsK2h2hczoyN49aZBOfHcLOIMtfbI3xV8L4l86NXhDQk1iVfmsG_12FZIq/s1600-h/IMG_2013-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342920676184581106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMQWBTuK5YwrihaTpn6CWsg_7Qq5KZmZg2K2DS7f42TD9W9HVEBmBmEEwKcpmRqgjuc1DDgez4pCX3l8zH9LsK2h2hczoyN49aZBOfHcLOIMtfbI3xV8L4l86NXhDQk1iVfmsG_12FZIq/s200/IMG_2013-blog.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#33ccff;">Jenna and Jenn have been friends since grade 9 and she is like my third daughter. She also had a unique grad dress because she picked hers up in Mexico. Rachel is Jenn's hair for grad.<br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOuvMGXPCAnd1KIZSKgiCpKIGmkJc0Mti1RLVx08Ura0Mo2-kbu0CQAg6rJeIDmjgNuJnl_x8y7w_QHXa3l1qEfkJkQPaz_oIvnMujsIhoy-H8-Cs6R57a5zfBk_v2fQReMdNIVV4d6uQ/s1600-h/IMG_1980_1-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919570447931794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOuvMGXPCAnd1KIZSKgiCpKIGmkJc0Mti1RLVx08Ura0Mo2-kbu0CQAg6rJeIDmjgNuJnl_x8y7w_QHXa3l1qEfkJkQPaz_oIvnMujsIhoy-H8-Cs6R57a5zfBk_v2fQReMdNIVV4d6uQ/s200/IMG_1980_1-blog.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#663333;"> Here we go again....Jenna has her sunglasses on upside down. Now it could be that she wasn't sure which way was up, not having the privilege of wearing sunglasses for long just getting contacts recently. But I am more inclined to think she was just plain goofing off again, much to her father's frustration....he had about had it. He wanted to get these done with, we <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">were</span> running out of time, and all I could think of was, "What a cool page this will make...I hope this picture turned out." Of course I didn't tell him that at the time either...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">hee</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">hee</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">hee</span>. But this is so her. He just wants to leave and she has a way of making me laugh...I want to ring her neck, and she has a way of making me laugh. That's a good thing! I love her to pieces.<br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAinKe-0wNJFaqkqihFitpxnmPWAOf6snMLWtKKFjvCqnAc-Z7xnlbeYQYCVYCtqdaPO67O7apGrKg89tVNSk5VgT_SqjP5SZCI3APeMIeh__fVp85g2nom7LyVIt3Eh5X1iiqYsTprjg/s1600-h/IMG_2046-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919286858280882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAinKe-0wNJFaqkqihFitpxnmPWAOf6snMLWtKKFjvCqnAc-Z7xnlbeYQYCVYCtqdaPO67O7apGrKg89tVNSk5VgT_SqjP5SZCI3APeMIeh__fVp85g2nom7LyVIt3Eh5X1iiqYsTprjg/s200/IMG_2046-blog.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#33ccff;"> My mom. You will never find a more loyal grandmother than my mom. She is so proud of my girls and so supportive. She is there for their events and I am so thankful. I love her. My girls love her. She is their champion. And they know it.<br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3vzhDgx6W0r-_fHyOHONSIA2FegmvKircUz9jbBry4jWgnpQ2axzpuPSdHtnCqNyLEm42o7gQI4tNGC1AEnuwtkJpZncrQ_G-l0BD9MF8hFNVQSZ5uDnoyJ3xbui_kX9Ek17CMZOtkLC-/s1600-h/IMG_2052_1-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919057142898594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3vzhDgx6W0r-_fHyOHONSIA2FegmvKircUz9jbBry4jWgnpQ2axzpuPSdHtnCqNyLEm42o7gQI4tNGC1AEnuwtkJpZncrQ_G-l0BD9MF8hFNVQSZ5uDnoyJ3xbui_kX9Ek17CMZOtkLC-/s200/IMG_2052_1-blog.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#663333;"> Angelina. We came walking down the 300 stairs at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">TCU</span> when it was over to cheering, whistling, clapping....to Angelina. Another champion of my girls. Another friend who loves unconditionally. My girls adore her. She stopped by with my sister and brother in law to see Jenna. I didn't get any pictures of Darla and Dave with Jenna that night with my camera. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663333;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663333;">You would think they graduated from Yale or Harvard as a lawyer top of class there was that much racket! I am so thankful she was here to share this weekend with us.<br /><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi95j3YSfPD4gea6FISlofq8F3WDFM9IGbfsFr6RFn0Ob1QBYZYY0pmCNZDV7Pdy7iW2GxJlagvvZI-xXSM3xJaHLrWqnt2cZm4A9BoGoa4jDvemNqk96Wsln76wga7Arsub2KQUzxdCMRg/s1600-h/IMG_2060-blog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342918869336795922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi95j3YSfPD4gea6FISlofq8F3WDFM9IGbfsFr6RFn0Ob1QBYZYY0pmCNZDV7Pdy7iW2GxJlagvvZI-xXSM3xJaHLrWqnt2cZm4A9BoGoa4jDvemNqk96Wsln76wga7Arsub2KQUzxdCMRg/s200/IMG_2060-blog.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#33ccff;">And finally Seth. Seth loves pretty girls. He needed to hug Jenna and he thought Jenna was beautiful and he thought her dress was too. Not because I made it, but because she wore it. The most important thing was that she felt like a princess, she looked like a princess and she was a princess and I thought she was the most beautiful lady in the room!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;">Thanks ladies for letting me ramble, brag about my girls appreciate you taking the time to stop by.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-86769972924579764912009-05-05T07:55:00.000-07:002009-05-06T22:39:03.439-07:00"Red Carpet Galla Oscarette Weekend Crop"<div align="justify"><span style="color:#996633;">Well, here I am finally posting pictures of our weekend crop. Thank you ladies for being patient with me. I am going to immediately give you a disclaimer on any blurry pictures right off the bat, as I was laughing so hard while taking some of them it was near impossible to hold the camera steady! And before you ask, no I don't have a stabilizer lens!<br /><br /><br /><br />The first pics are random shots of some of the ladies on Saturday while they were working. I took pictures of everyone, but they didn't all turn out, so I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">apologize</span> if your picture isn't up here.<br /><br />I know Barb and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kenzie</span> were looking forward to the crop again. They were busy beavers getting stuff done all weekend</span>.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeSOE3qs1Vhig1_Tk6jqrTc8YrMMCdNDB3CiJB_cqyzJySakBh_6ycbb7CK5AZtOoMzIiQDWNPKq_gzgMyphNwk35I8k-NrBy1VHZmKQEVbZ384nGYZoKihvfD-woog_Rs26AlxbI4Jzbl/s1600-h/IMG_9546-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332932946108517762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeSOE3qs1Vhig1_Tk6jqrTc8YrMMCdNDB3CiJB_cqyzJySakBh_6ycbb7CK5AZtOoMzIiQDWNPKq_gzgMyphNwk35I8k-NrBy1VHZmKQEVbZ384nGYZoKihvfD-woog_Rs26AlxbI4Jzbl/s200/IMG_9546-edtb.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii4jPthE0IKaI2zPd_bIRzGlhDkjzhLfx2-h-Y6FgNxDameQul3re0U-IxDroVBEJV3uwh-dpS1-x1mZEF9gWwzAiUwxg_nz7_QTTBdmGdW9J7h98at-0NiETubHThMRzVvuS8dSvs-hxQ/s1600-h/IMG_9568-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332932824645629698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii4jPthE0IKaI2zPd_bIRzGlhDkjzhLfx2-h-Y6FgNxDameQul3re0U-IxDroVBEJV3uwh-dpS1-x1mZEF9gWwzAiUwxg_nz7_QTTBdmGdW9J7h98at-0NiETubHThMRzVvuS8dSvs-hxQ/s200/IMG_9568-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;"> You guys always participate in our dress up and we appreciate it. Your participation is what helps makes our crops a success every time! Thanks ladies.<br /><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9GIq6jFR9AiljSSJhCKnHRusuRbmPm4LKoV5paQFSEGKWJ4uHLk97IeOSv-pG-u8rHvrBfIN8QcjlyjMrf3wuOiJB4vE17p-REdw6QIkDQEHnWTFKOiiDaV9kSVhUYORfJnHb7xaXFBjr/s1600-h/IMG_9564-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332932468998656722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9GIq6jFR9AiljSSJhCKnHRusuRbmPm4LKoV5paQFSEGKWJ4uHLk97IeOSv-pG-u8rHvrBfIN8QcjlyjMrf3wuOiJB4vE17p-REdw6QIkDQEHnWTFKOiiDaV9kSVhUYORfJnHb7xaXFBjr/s200/IMG_9564-edtb.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nYIBzYi2cixNRptJG8wzo1GkapiuWdf2XXI7CAh8OGYxxrkKuHqs3B0xG-Zg-sns6HcbbHZxgdl6UYQ0kNcvUovb8jcp3jGMx9sb-aAkBIFRBuz98MMpvjuyzy3LYUyAiROMoN_il76l/s1600-h/IMG_9540-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332932281868438786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nYIBzYi2cixNRptJG8wzo1GkapiuWdf2XXI7CAh8OGYxxrkKuHqs3B0xG-Zg-sns6HcbbHZxgdl6UYQ0kNcvUovb8jcp3jGMx9sb-aAkBIFRBuz98MMpvjuyzy3LYUyAiROMoN_il76l/s200/IMG_9540-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;"> I think we have to separate these two! It doesn't matter that she is pregnant....but oh, the cards Twila and Chandra made after the one great make and take <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ralna</span> did with the Tim <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Holtz</span> stamps! AMAZING! Wait a go girls.<br /><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPxc3gs5b4otsQpRKypHMgu_IG8fBIg0QToFwruAA_-9-A51hdSPEa0BloYi6wq7MuEp2m8u24Ur6ekeJN9kOGm0uEojzTTHBEaP0f8ZEr-r6sPMDhjuom6ZGajOlp5PTLGO8aVa4MpVg/s1600-h/IMG_9553-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332932157244710482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPxc3gs5b4otsQpRKypHMgu_IG8fBIg0QToFwruAA_-9-A51hdSPEa0BloYi6wq7MuEp2m8u24Ur6ekeJN9kOGm0uEojzTTHBEaP0f8ZEr-r6sPMDhjuom6ZGajOlp5PTLGO8aVa4MpVg/s200/IMG_9553-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;"> You two are so much fun in a class together. Val, did you ever get your little book all done? <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span>. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Shona</span>, I think it is a full time job for you just to keep her out of trouble.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0JujBg6nC4iNEw_3uBgDplZhwKWvq1lkeVh1U8WnnZMF2aF8XH6b0AHY7cTP8bFSCqigD6-elBzyyiVpMgU7UAIqTGlJleFe1ntM7KC4K73dpy0HFa-vN-71AQcU02A4w9hR2K0vSXNVN/s1600-h/IMG_9555-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332932024773478658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0JujBg6nC4iNEw_3uBgDplZhwKWvq1lkeVh1U8WnnZMF2aF8XH6b0AHY7cTP8bFSCqigD6-elBzyyiVpMgU7UAIqTGlJleFe1ntM7KC4K73dpy0HFa-vN-71AQcU02A4w9hR2K0vSXNVN/s200/IMG_9555-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;"> Janice, did you get much done? I didn't get to see you a whole lot that weekend.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0XGPBas8Xf7_WIRm4EoGYPxRB44s3Lxn_VzVf_b_UDx2h2ysjFT2qm8fY2dzrCpZwxIf0q3GhlomXFT0ufxsVbJqvRY0zwq05E6_MlIpR0qLTHyqeBNR5wLg1TTaYOfaL_ZFixxXzUYIF/s1600-h/IMG_9548-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332931788169250322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0XGPBas8Xf7_WIRm4EoGYPxRB44s3Lxn_VzVf_b_UDx2h2ysjFT2qm8fY2dzrCpZwxIf0q3GhlomXFT0ufxsVbJqvRY0zwq05E6_MlIpR0qLTHyqeBNR5wLg1TTaYOfaL_ZFixxXzUYIF/s200/IMG_9548-edtb.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">Oh, my goodness, the giggling sisters. What fun you two are. Have they come to take you away yet? <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span>. Do you laugh as much in the card class?<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFOPLYpC-Td43O0z26rhYEtB_IJkDATpQ7QeutWFmqZeJxTtaZmjHsfOfVrULQFzWQSNttNWZLQCngTyFwo3QR7gNb_1mmDNHy9xCwY6BxbYBcJbX2HUUv6hPer_osT-h3W-1YOu8owyvx/s1600-h/IMG_9561-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332931479030340338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFOPLYpC-Td43O0z26rhYEtB_IJkDATpQ7QeutWFmqZeJxTtaZmjHsfOfVrULQFzWQSNttNWZLQCngTyFwo3QR7gNb_1mmDNHy9xCwY6BxbYBcJbX2HUUv6hPer_osT-h3W-1YOu8owyvx/s200/IMG_9561-edtb.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">Love the costume Barb! I do think you should look into getting a new <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">optometrist</span>, though. Something tells me he is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">over prescribing</span>!<br /><br /><br /><br />And the winners for page layout, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">card making</span>, altered project, and costume are: rat-a-tat-tat. (That's the drum roll in case you didn't know).<br /><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj233bEMWA4H1UBaXVw2YkYZcKgU98D1veD79ziU_Dzi7XaBEprWYalGx3-YQKGVx43tdbXVDXbDdWQXrT5kcgbMSb27p8i0Bo6804l1Wor91Af56QajIOgioBYk77QNR6KDOesTY049vYD/s1600-h/IMG_9575-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332360904848005218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj233bEMWA4H1UBaXVw2YkYZcKgU98D1veD79ziU_Dzi7XaBEprWYalGx3-YQKGVx43tdbXVDXbDdWQXrT5kcgbMSb27p8i0Bo6804l1Wor91Af56QajIOgioBYk77QNR6KDOesTY049vYD/s200/IMG_9575-edtb.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#996633;">1). Page Layout- <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Shona</span> I.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPPd14Yyyj9o_sYPuPmmrnKiReg1mHOG3fu9XwzMa4qCHssb-RVjP1dhZ0P8f8Yrso7SZaItzLCnDpd05gbTeuhYAYEAGhLdhkxIEjREdIkEEWVe4kZ4dGrRuvRv-Qydz2jolIBpMu8eUD/s1600-h/IMG_9578-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332360582998847634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPPd14Yyyj9o_sYPuPmmrnKiReg1mHOG3fu9XwzMa4qCHssb-RVjP1dhZ0P8f8Yrso7SZaItzLCnDpd05gbTeuhYAYEAGhLdhkxIEjREdIkEEWVe4kZ4dGrRuvRv-Qydz2jolIBpMu8eUD/s200/IMG_9578-edtb.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">Notice the red face? Couldn't get a shot of the page, though. It was beautiful.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht5Dqyb5lGExav9tsKCcU33Yb4vWFA0ozn3ivFIvQ-5FbB0icxsIYx-4X-V9dU4axJ2-p4USgZHV9C278XRfO8QEsmjgNymthblJMiKjEfPe2mi635o117i6IVkCSkqMTr3KOpPh8IFmYd/s1600-h/IMG_9579edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332360391710791634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht5Dqyb5lGExav9tsKCcU33Yb4vWFA0ozn3ivFIvQ-5FbB0icxsIYx-4X-V9dU4axJ2-p4USgZHV9C278XRfO8QEsmjgNymthblJMiKjEfPe2mi635o117i6IVkCSkqMTr3KOpPh8IFmYd/s200/IMG_9579edtb.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#996633;">2). <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Card making</span>- Lee B. </span></div><div align="right"><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRb0JkZRXhq4ZNUIPfsB9PWx32AgNyK6byWFLkwJSpeA3kV_fgSRobFbLGlIYdqWTvb1JdPybvtPaS7A39lDW8cHf_0SLwQi-hDYslhA3UDAJc1uAKoaw3dfNWgDIwXfx8yJOebMc8-Iyd/s1600-h/IMG_9582-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332359397730797954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRb0JkZRXhq4ZNUIPfsB9PWx32AgNyK6byWFLkwJSpeA3kV_fgSRobFbLGlIYdqWTvb1JdPybvtPaS7A39lDW8cHf_0SLwQi-hDYslhA3UDAJc1uAKoaw3dfNWgDIwXfx8yJOebMc8-Iyd/s200/IMG_9582-edtb.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">Again, no picture of the card, but it was beautiful and unique.<br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3FEJhdDxoDGIckrER5XnZcyIqnuYNVQrx61lHQ7x_NF_K56Fjo_ujwmSclhnSATjydk9MjlAeFO3ra4qShbvwt9PELIXQ8W4srtLJ3Y6r_LZoBB6Afx47JEjYR7C_2k93AT0d7XHbw-Aq/s1600-h/IMG_9587-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332359258084555378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3FEJhdDxoDGIckrER5XnZcyIqnuYNVQrx61lHQ7x_NF_K56Fjo_ujwmSclhnSATjydk9MjlAeFO3ra4qShbvwt9PELIXQ8W4srtLJ3Y6r_LZoBB6Afx47JEjYR7C_2k93AT0d7XHbw-Aq/s200/IMG_9587-edtb.jpg" /></a> <blockquote><p align="justify"><span style="color:#996633;">3). Altered Project- Heidi or Melanie M. (Sorry girls, I always get you two<br />mixed up<br /><br />"I would like to thank my family for their continued<br />support......." I almost dies laughing, along with the rest of the ladies in the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crop room</span>. It<br />was absolutely <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">hilarious</span>. This picture is the one of her<br />"acceptance" speech. I am surprised it isn't blurrier. You crack me up, girl!<br />Too funny!<br /></span></p></blockquote><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfpMeYdT5YioJSYbvbgw71jSanvSxYxoZ9Gsw2atMpBjMmZGNRcLRw_uCuBoYUJa66tmvRnKVz6DmegNRCwT7K4KSLOtKg2fI4u2RDyz-VIKEuGkZXJ-YoLLm0nj10wPRV0XaTygbLfvj/s1600-h/IMG_9589-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332359096616861042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfpMeYdT5YioJSYbvbgw71jSanvSxYxoZ9Gsw2atMpBjMmZGNRcLRw_uCuBoYUJa66tmvRnKVz6DmegNRCwT7K4KSLOtKg2fI4u2RDyz-VIKEuGkZXJ-YoLLm0nj10wPRV0XaTygbLfvj/s200/IMG_9589-edtb.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="color:#996633;">And here they are with their <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">Oscarette's</span>.......Gold Barbies! That's right ladies! Custom made by none other than Madame <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ralna</span> herself. I tell you she rocks with creativity. They were awesome and the one that Heidi or Melanie won even sang!<br /><br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCXYR73OdGaJYQZ7FmqzKnpO1AW5eU9cw727v6Utk9ec3uD-uBB8hmu9uCJEAEUh3PBbA2hCvuuRXjsZV_yPl3h8_LwT3dHomaD4ZF93WUNouKbeuj6jFAfaf9LuFEABVctJyBweUO-cBO/s1600-h/IMG_9598-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332358758990663474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCXYR73OdGaJYQZ7FmqzKnpO1AW5eU9cw727v6Utk9ec3uD-uBB8hmu9uCJEAEUh3PBbA2hCvuuRXjsZV_yPl3h8_LwT3dHomaD4ZF93WUNouKbeuj6jFAfaf9LuFEABVctJyBweUO-cBO/s200/IMG_9598-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;"> 4). Best Dressed Costume- Heidi and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">Melanie M</span>.<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7v54qkydgEjps_7Vz1oGzO2kQ9cEF23UOFvilMDgQ_5A-c6iiIGNd3_QZ3H0RqIM3gYIm16deQtoNcbCLegF5CMfd0r15R1C-n7pGIBz8GjU8Vdme8sGJxStxAlxOeRNrOvh9QxzGoNkn/s1600-h/IMG_9600-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332358282550029570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7v54qkydgEjps_7Vz1oGzO2kQ9cEF23UOFvilMDgQ_5A-c6iiIGNd3_QZ3H0RqIM3gYIm16deQtoNcbCLegF5CMfd0r15R1C-n7pGIBz8GjU8Vdme8sGJxStxAlxOeRNrOvh9QxzGoNkn/s200/IMG_9600-edtb.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">Here they are with their <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">Oscarette</span> in their "Red Carpet" finery.<br /><br /><br />Then the evening was winding down and we had a little incident at the store up at the till. One of the girls Heidi (I think that was the one) was beginning to realize that winning the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">Oscarette</span> and being on the Red Carpet does begin to have its drawbacks. The dreaded Paparazzi spotted her at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">the checkout</span> paying her tab and started taking pictures of her.<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9LpJvDqwf_NtsX_C93MC_zxGA2T2ONfc3OZQ_Mtu1-R026KVxJSQ4E9wAlvP7dsCo2iyBhkZwp7i2aFBTkDIm2XiJiXAk0seyExTbAqkUY6dZmgRJevvuufB7S3xSmRJ3kehaI36uzG79/s1600-h/IMG_9609-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332357850531719698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9LpJvDqwf_NtsX_C93MC_zxGA2T2ONfc3OZQ_Mtu1-R026KVxJSQ4E9wAlvP7dsCo2iyBhkZwp7i2aFBTkDIm2XiJiXAk0seyExTbAqkUY6dZmgRJevvuufB7S3xSmRJ3kehaI36uzG79/s200/IMG_9609-edtb.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">At first it doesn't look like she realizes that they are snapping away. She even looks like any ordinary shopper.<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_n5Bl25QX_NqSUKqYEpGBaBD-pf-lcE6eJxNJdotsXMh0c35j0_V7DIxEAzUwfONtIsESJzH0OxEUCWmMHaMz3cimhcbMAMGu7p7Kll8WTDUKUfqyZ1fvgSx4vzvybPPxn3rnaSAqmjJ/s1600-h/IMG_9611-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332357561221054658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_n5Bl25QX_NqSUKqYEpGBaBD-pf-lcE6eJxNJdotsXMh0c35j0_V7DIxEAzUwfONtIsESJzH0OxEUCWmMHaMz3cimhcbMAMGu7p7Kll8WTDUKUfqyZ1fvgSx4vzvybPPxn3rnaSAqmjJ/s200/IMG_9611-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;"> Hold on.......something tells me that she is starting to clue in that the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">paparazzi</span> is not just another tourist in the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error">LSS</span>. She does not look too impressed.<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE1nrfF-JlwL58CcYM30YpmiwQSwRx2futrTbH3jdZbVFK19NKBm32YuDdMss57OMRFZ_JmfCZWFzDxrhBHYTGmNLstW474jQTX-dZUuMC9nv53gx3gLUa71DcR2naFtkQs_ZX8akxdAFY/s1600-h/IMG_9612-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332354144706742514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE1nrfF-JlwL58CcYM30YpmiwQSwRx2futrTbH3jdZbVFK19NKBm32YuDdMss57OMRFZ_JmfCZWFzDxrhBHYTGmNLstW474jQTX-dZUuMC9nv53gx3gLUa71DcR2naFtkQs_ZX8akxdAFY/s200/IMG_9612-edtb.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">"Do I have something on my face?" You can tell she is just a newbie at this whole <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">paparazzi</span> thingy....don't give them any more ammo to throw into the tabloids. Next thing she will be reading is: "Can't handle the pressure of Hollywood, starting a nervous twitch....will Miss M. end up having breakdown?" or "Miss M. on drugs?<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7otB8CeJcd_Q8aF70JCiOY8z1K2SPiUFnnCAqPHq4gCRWLGTTeDztmWoUDD6U6DB1P0xwjNwSb-fA-DGeRYboD4OpEjaVc-ec5uovKMzFPZkOYKNYpyGqSmpFb94JJmm6g8ewonxMUmWC/s1600-h/IMG_9615-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332353938304891394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7otB8CeJcd_Q8aF70JCiOY8z1K2SPiUFnnCAqPHq4gCRWLGTTeDztmWoUDD6U6DB1P0xwjNwSb-fA-DGeRYboD4OpEjaVc-ec5uovKMzFPZkOYKNYpyGqSmpFb94JJmm6g8ewonxMUmWC/s200/IMG_9615-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;">Really wondering what the photographer is doing following her all over the store as she gets ready to pack up her stuff. Beginning to think something is fishy......<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiO5ck4asXZBJ6B9tRVSr-tmcN6dHjxkBbF8-GWe13peuaNBEg7uCt7WQwSMVG6Pa-VZbdmL8B3gdFXEVDGMZQwjyJTSXRdoLxLKLE1m9JX8G0QSG6ky8Ktnmyj5y04bdo_Zxw_J4H7nLE/s1600-h/IMG_9616-edtb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332353770567779666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiO5ck4asXZBJ6B9tRVSr-tmcN6dHjxkBbF8-GWe13peuaNBEg7uCt7WQwSMVG6Pa-VZbdmL8B3gdFXEVDGMZQwjyJTSXRdoLxLKLE1m9JX8G0QSG6ky8Ktnmyj5y04bdo_Zxw_J4H7nLE/s200/IMG_9616-edtb.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#996633;">Realizes she has been had! I cannot put the photo that she gave me.....let's just say that that is why tabloids get sued! Just kidding, we had a good laugh and the picture was so blurry that I probably could put it on here and nobody could figure out what it was! I hope ladies that it was okay that I took some liberty with these pictures. I had way too much fun taking them not to share them.</span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">We had a great time, I had some fun with my camera when I wasn't doing my make n' take and you girls all make it so worth the work and time that goes into the prep for one of these events.</span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">I hope the pictures were worth the wait, and I apologize for missing some people. Let me know what you think.</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-10363228938496017082009-02-27T23:58:00.001-08:002009-02-28T00:16:42.654-08:00"That Colgate Smile"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQkGhO4eETD6-fux7_vb30OFbJbjezvWIULL7a9ix8okU25eS0_9Y_ToSfty_2QTAzgqsiaa6uPUSPjdnpvdktI91nvxbiFt6Nyx473yXH5mfwllBRq9GH5u0GUB8MM7S4vNm-fcx6PNZ/s1600-h/IMG_1762-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307755580141052930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQkGhO4eETD6-fux7_vb30OFbJbjezvWIULL7a9ix8okU25eS0_9Y_ToSfty_2QTAzgqsiaa6uPUSPjdnpvdktI91nvxbiFt6Nyx473yXH5mfwllBRq9GH5u0GUB8MM7S4vNm-fcx6PNZ/s320/IMG_1762-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#336666;">Well just one month short of four long years, my Jenna finally got her braces off on Thursday and just look at that smile! Oh my goodness, it was worth every penny spent, every hour of nagging (and I know for a fact she would agree with me now too), and any amount of agony they may have caused to have her teeth look as good as they do now. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#336666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#336666;">They pulled her jaw over, removed stubborn teeth, and had to wait for baby teeth that just wouldn't fall out (genetics), but I think I may be in more trouble now than ever! lol. May have to really get out that shotgun, clean 'er up, and keep 'er right by my bed. Okay, enough kidding. In all seriousness, I couldn't ask for a better orthodontist in Dr. Remmer. I was afraid he was going to retire before Jenna was done and he is such a perfectionist, but he finished till the end.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#336666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#336666;">So, anyway, I thought I would share with all of you. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#336666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQnrVyqUymAAjLcOurC00dEc8z6gO6u-9KyvhUqgw_JQngWen_x-58kd9HLc7DqeuECLgslSGGCeNqXu6bFuZFBG6xAm-fMuyEBSm7LV4rgwPPnqp3GKufb2wZp9iZAOaoFa8naLPVPyW/s1600-h/IMG_1763-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307755462146974818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQnrVyqUymAAjLcOurC00dEc8z6gO6u-9KyvhUqgw_JQngWen_x-58kd9HLc7DqeuECLgslSGGCeNqXu6bFuZFBG6xAm-fMuyEBSm7LV4rgwPPnqp3GKufb2wZp9iZAOaoFa8naLPVPyW/s320/IMG_1763-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> The first thing she wanted to do was eat an apple. She has never been able to bite into one for almost four years. She thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it and decided she just might buy shares in an apple company...no wait, her exact words were we should buy shares in an apple company! So these last two days, she has been enjoying food she has not normally been able to eat.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#cc0000;">So I have a few more pages to do and hopefully these will get done soon!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#cc0000;">That's all for now.<br /></span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-4354096665746437222009-02-02T21:33:00.000-08:002009-02-02T21:58:18.207-08:00"Angie & Me"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnYuffQQhlYnQVXVTBwIY-qcpdmr_nphysfPK45JcFYoakGwhiDDul5B-KRCtUeT4xGgHZ6qKp9Mjn5UWZf0BwV1B_Soghd15gLnQRuJWgLNzp5MGYJToAsTT1D88daRjzdoXrLonbXSl/s1600-h/IMG_1732-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298441016620608946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnYuffQQhlYnQVXVTBwIY-qcpdmr_nphysfPK45JcFYoakGwhiDDul5B-KRCtUeT4xGgHZ6qKp9Mjn5UWZf0BwV1B_Soghd15gLnQRuJWgLNzp5MGYJToAsTT1D88daRjzdoXrLonbXSl/s320/IMG_1732-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#666600;">This is one of those pages that came together really quick and easy, which doesn't happen very often for me. I actually don't even mind this page. Anyway, Angie is my very good friend and I am glad the page came together as well as it did.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;">The quote says: <em>"<strong>A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you forget the words</strong>."</em> That pretty much describes her. You are truly blessed if you are still friends with someone after 23 years. I just love her to pieces!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8TBFUH6HM0JMa9QJdjSPydynq3tvjifaoU6z3dtRwaXnJ1WQlW_Mjrl_sODTMwZ_4zByeBOVJjIL4Y_9foJrhFB4-fx4UkNTdGmQRVGFsyl4ZcR1zKRoCCOn403vaSEsBb0uAMyLQEMCG/s1600-h/IMG_1731-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298440888897204914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8TBFUH6HM0JMa9QJdjSPydynq3tvjifaoU6z3dtRwaXnJ1WQlW_Mjrl_sODTMwZ_4zByeBOVJjIL4Y_9foJrhFB4-fx4UkNTdGmQRVGFsyl4ZcR1zKRoCCOn403vaSEsBb0uAMyLQEMCG/s320/IMG_1731-2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#339999;">Here is the page that was done for the January calendar kit. I finally remembered to take my camera to work today and took some pictures. Unfortunately, the snowman paper is discontinued and we are all sold out. Did some stitching with the embroidery templates for the first time. Didn't mind that too much. Used some stickles, felt, stamping, stapling and that just about finished it. We did a card and a 6x6 page too, but I ran out of time tonight, maybe I'll post those next...so I have something else to post about next week. lol.<br /><br /></span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-16639875643428992672009-02-02T08:53:00.000-08:002009-02-02T09:22:08.350-08:00"It's That Time Again"<div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">Hi everyone! Surprise, it isn't even two months since my last post. Just thought I would let everyone know that I was going to take my camera to work today and take pictures of the last layout I did and take pictures of my January calendar kit and post it for everyone. I am currently working on February's page kit and there is still room in the class.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">It's getting to be that time of year again and my baby is graduating...sigh. And yes, I am making her dress. So I will be starting on that one soon. :-) </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">So, I should have some new pics up soon if I remember to take my camera to work today! Everyone, have a great week and I am sure we will see some of you in the store.</span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-4082362776006926172008-12-29T21:50:00.000-08:002008-12-29T23:26:08.684-08:00"Family Christmas"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaRlVv0HSt8HsoQ6DN7wA5SIQ3jLEpC7iUim_6vImjH2VZl82pOigaPMZIX5eJ9N4z5MGiFK3hAq5_W4Ftz5BWylloAf9WaiIfaE0raIfG9FEiRNU6Zo11mDCK5E7BnuILMYboelDfoNG/s1600-h/IMG_0150-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285466899613197874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaRlVv0HSt8HsoQ6DN7wA5SIQ3jLEpC7iUim_6vImjH2VZl82pOigaPMZIX5eJ9N4z5MGiFK3hAq5_W4Ftz5BWylloAf9WaiIfaE0raIfG9FEiRNU6Zo11mDCK5E7BnuILMYboelDfoNG/s320/IMG_0150-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> Once again this year, our whole family got together at my sister Lana's house, for Christmas eve supper. It was the first time in over three years that everyone was together for a meal. Of course, there is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> of food, goodies, games, laughs and tons of pictures! We had this smoked sausage that oh, my goodness reminded me of my Papa's homemade sausage! He had his own smokehouse in his backyard (only in small t<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">own</span> Saskatchewan, and only 2o some years ago)! He made the best sausage in the whole world! This stuff was the closest to his and Lana made it with, gulp....sauerkraut. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mmmm</span>...can still kinda taste it. Anyway, so good.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpm08GK95rDf_ISwhJ8K2z4Nm026YPnNTVP6bKA5baU-4Pxjv8hrrFzNGObYMBl9zM_UjRVc_Ts-afDHURaerUgrHq1dOAqowLFPcRW9scZZpSDO1BCTzTMIfrZ-hgh6yHvRsUN-zmvAp5/s1600-h/IMG_0117-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285462738439083586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpm08GK95rDf_ISwhJ8K2z4Nm026YPnNTVP6bKA5baU-4Pxjv8hrrFzNGObYMBl9zM_UjRVc_Ts-afDHURaerUgrHq1dOAqowLFPcRW9scZZpSDO1BCTzTMIfrZ-hgh6yHvRsUN-zmvAp5/s320/IMG_0117-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#006600;">There is something about this picture I love. Granny hates getting her picture taken, and usually does not cooperate, but she sure loves her grandchildren, and to hear her talk about them, a person would think they either found a cure for cancer, invented something significant, or married into royalty. She is so loyal and I absolutely love her humor and spunk. She will be 88 and still lives on her own and does all her cooking, cleaning and does some driving. And boy, she sure can take a strip off your hide if need be! (Never very often, in fact only now as she gets older....when we were kids, we got away with murder!)<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqcVz3hfxacOVx46I4ahhZ0fU2ALHNl_W9x0B0StZAcv2xF_TL2KujWJ1sAdO-4QDfTo3mrGeWdzFoqdqFTwzkLaqz-R98kQ7akdC5sbGuWkWYWpfoufNcZsDy-jKIDQI1XileIONvNPox/s1600-h/IMG_0084-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285462125337797298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqcVz3hfxacOVx46I4ahhZ0fU2ALHNl_W9x0B0StZAcv2xF_TL2KujWJ1sAdO-4QDfTo3mrGeWdzFoqdqFTwzkLaqz-R98kQ7akdC5sbGuWkWYWpfoufNcZsDy-jKIDQI1XileIONvNPox/s320/IMG_0084-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#660000;"> </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">Not sure who won the good ole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">crokenole</span> game, but dad played a bit, had new glasses and still bent the posts! we were teasing him for his poor aim!<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJJA27Wzp6FSM7zAaErjy-y5plm0fKQqvZ2uA8lRdzFtsnbu4bvzs2oYCzGMe8S-GedJ_JxjsYQ4mhe1AaT_eW8HzqDqPXNjV45TsSXcCyPaxnG1dUGMOnH9Yp2i0sHVoH1eZ2OjwNn7A/s1600-h/IMG_0098-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285460854658706210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJJA27Wzp6FSM7zAaErjy-y5plm0fKQqvZ2uA8lRdzFtsnbu4bvzs2oYCzGMe8S-GedJ_JxjsYQ4mhe1AaT_eW8HzqDqPXNjV45TsSXcCyPaxnG1dUGMOnH9Yp2i0sHVoH1eZ2OjwNn7A/s320/IMG_0098-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6666;"> </span><span style="color:#006600;">My Rosie, she sure loves playing her card games. It was quite funny when she was helping Rachel along..."No, don't play that one out of your hand, pick the one up off your pile and use it first so you can turn another one over." "Play the one from your hand, then lay the one from the pile...." we were laughing because <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Rach</span> was trying not to be insulted.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVbYIWDVXJV5Euxt_yCoOOzxGLCnHDS9vTUfua6nACLa9PA3hfK5OmHQuBlnaeS8cCphAgHddgBKxJr7DsSGXGD36lPiYhkb5IDIp5e-NQ8porLTNkw7Nd6aX0BMPDzvWfFg-kLKzdgYe/s1600-h/IMG_0238-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285460408469557218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVbYIWDVXJV5Euxt_yCoOOzxGLCnHDS9vTUfua6nACLa9PA3hfK5OmHQuBlnaeS8cCphAgHddgBKxJr7DsSGXGD36lPiYhkb5IDIp5e-NQ8porLTNkw7Nd6aX0BMPDzvWfFg-kLKzdgYe/s320/IMG_0238-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> It was so good to see Auntie Karen and Uncle Terry. This time last year, Auntie Karen was battling ovarian cancer. She is one of the most beautiful women inside and out, that I know. I have not seen her in a number of months, and I was so glad to see her in such good health. She is in complete remission. She so reminds me of her mom (Shannon's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">grandma</span>) with each passing year. God is so good.<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivwgUt_qXC94LKiXQIU2eWJYIDSxK93yO3i5EjmdLOf8fjmGTGVn5sIGPMeBZbfY575bR8J_Yb0S3RdogJMrN_ImuJ7iMzmvHXa0radKnY3ODMK2LHu5g3U17n_yrYMbthyg7o5i0ABxcb/s1600-h/IMG_0216-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285459859473794530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivwgUt_qXC94LKiXQIU2eWJYIDSxK93yO3i5EjmdLOf8fjmGTGVn5sIGPMeBZbfY575bR8J_Yb0S3RdogJMrN_ImuJ7iMzmvHXa0radKnY3ODMK2LHu5g3U17n_yrYMbthyg7o5i0ABxcb/s320/IMG_0216-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#336666;"> <span style="color:#006600;">The girls like doing the Nancy Drew mysteries on the computer and they got a couple new ones this year. It seems that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Severin</span> was interested in what was going on. (Or could it be that it was a cool <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">privilege</span> to sit in with the "older" cousins for a bit to see what they were doing?) You forget what it is like having little kids around now that ours have grown up. It is such fun. (Especially when they are someone else's and they have to deal with the crankiness.)<br /><br /></span><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXywETSvD4skR-Vkb1BxNudL3-nkogbg4LsK-9LpIy5IM4-96knmcK5mHmAuf68vcROYpZwY4YH2LnxwfuHVsNwebJgc0dDHRZtjmUAdC6vSlhpwd7CvkbEDHl9Wa-je_f7s9gJ7X1wah/s1600-h/IMG_0195-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285459473347812594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXywETSvD4skR-Vkb1BxNudL3-nkogbg4LsK-9LpIy5IM4-96knmcK5mHmAuf68vcROYpZwY4YH2LnxwfuHVsNwebJgc0dDHRZtjmUAdC6vSlhpwd7CvkbEDHl9Wa-je_f7s9gJ7X1wah/s320/IMG_0195-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;">Here is another miracle. Maybe some of you remember the "Miracle" page I did of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Harcus</span> three years ago? This little boy almost died at birth and had major heart problems. God has touched that little boy so many times, so many ways. He ran his first marathon this summer and got his medal. He was so proud of that medal, he had to take it to the specialists appointment to show him. When he told the specialist that he ran his first marathon, the specialist replied with, "I ran a marathon too." <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Harcus</span> not wanting to be outdone replied back to the specialist, "I bet you didn't get a medal?"<br />God is amazing!!!!<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJvshMcPnfWWrKxGke9FXW1XjLvcEzrUHjnomWU7puu2KPIiL90va3GqhVgZpb-pYNlCFS2ZUdlIuInlcvfoVmTbU3CGERxbxyKSjfgmTm5Q-6aGM53vzpPT-dQzXuBicdbR9_CwhNPgD/s1600-h/IMG_0058-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285458134127926258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJvshMcPnfWWrKxGke9FXW1XjLvcEzrUHjnomWU7puu2KPIiL90va3GqhVgZpb-pYNlCFS2ZUdlIuInlcvfoVmTbU3CGERxbxyKSjfgmTm5Q-6aGM53vzpPT-dQzXuBicdbR9_CwhNPgD/s320/IMG_0058-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#006600;"> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Hmmm</span>. The three stooges? Not sure, but none of us like getting our homely mug taken. Why did I put it on here you ask? Because <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">alot</span> of people ask to see a current picture of these three stooges.</span></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVGQyJrN3V6mGCVqlGZYzu9hfH58hMXdBGXGs0VknWXjVzi4f0_vBDJKpoF4GDxGSJEPVapjmbU2DCWMpHor7Z5kbLF47zMPmzaiffd1mW6pWCkDBPrQAnoeN6DTdS50_E2hUtoFcKTIE/s1600-h/IMG_0042-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285457867351227970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVGQyJrN3V6mGCVqlGZYzu9hfH58hMXdBGXGs0VknWXjVzi4f0_vBDJKpoF4GDxGSJEPVapjmbU2DCWMpHor7Z5kbLF47zMPmzaiffd1mW6pWCkDBPrQAnoeN6DTdS50_E2hUtoFcKTIE/s320/IMG_0042-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#006600;">I have so few pictures of either of these characters, let alone the two of them together. Love this picture. Will have to scrap this one alone.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_tMQzxnbrFiJc9P9pYk0hxyo6k4RxPMONVT-zBm9IWhp7u6uuU71GDx3oBW98C5j39W8MgqIdlCs6VAhH0D21Wn-3WEFlsffGSY-juLMYJ7Hzw8h4yUweM2vcBQUz_GZx2ikuTZ-vXoC/s1600-h/IMG_0104-blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285457495272505554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_tMQzxnbrFiJc9P9pYk0hxyo6k4RxPMONVT-zBm9IWhp7u6uuU71GDx3oBW98C5j39W8MgqIdlCs6VAhH0D21Wn-3WEFlsffGSY-juLMYJ7Hzw8h4yUweM2vcBQUz_GZx2ikuTZ-vXoC/s320/IMG_0104-blog.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;">Okay. When I say to you guys, that I am getting crusty and crotchety, </span><span style="color:#cc0000;">like my dad, this is who I am referring too. I am pretty much a chip off the ole block. We had been standing there and Shannon kept saying, "Just a minute, need to get another one, need to get another one." We kept standing there, and still would be if Shannon would not have snickered. Then I clued in that he was just pulling our leg, trying to get dad going. Almost worked, too.</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">So that is pretty much the extent of my Christmas this year, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">alot</span> of driving. Alot of fun, food and good times with family.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-29154142888655181012008-12-08T23:52:00.000-08:002008-12-09T00:13:47.860-08:00"Last Parade"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuLGewzFlyOA6eQPfIMMQbMP1Wva_bGQkmi6Rr_bz2ha5hzM9HBKP1aVO3hI2btUTFSVUz-2f3jy5KBahAzXx8i37b5rOOES5fx_kSe8CpDHzfWSF9Eu99nh2lD5i-5_v8zst1Sx7LAhyphenhyphenB/s1600-h/IMG_8526.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277695730278400642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuLGewzFlyOA6eQPfIMMQbMP1Wva_bGQkmi6Rr_bz2ha5hzM9HBKP1aVO3hI2btUTFSVUz-2f3jy5KBahAzXx8i37b5rOOES5fx_kSe8CpDHzfWSF9Eu99nh2lD5i-5_v8zst1Sx7LAhyphenhyphenB/s320/IMG_8526.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#666600;">So today marked the end of five and a half years of service to air and army cadets. This was Rachel's last parade as a cadet.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;">Yes I did get a little emotional on the drive over as I began to reflect on the past two and a half years as an army cadet. Not only for what the program did for Rachel and the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">opportunities</span> it presented to her in her young life, but I think more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">importantly</span>, how Rachel has affected the lives of many young teenagers over the course of the three years. She took cadets seriously and did her job as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">DSM</span> (drill <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sergeant</span> major) seriously, but more importantly, she was there if she saw a hurting child. This is what drew her to the field of social work. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;">Here she is receiving her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">CO's</span> certificate of service and I did manage to get a few pictures tonight of the parade. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;">That's all for tonight. Sorry for the lack of pages. Will have some in the near future for you.<br /></span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-47147777140358975842008-11-09T21:42:00.000-08:002008-11-09T21:54:53.454-08:00"Monty"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOLbmSYzXSpV6hQTW8KfVZrWy0XILdhBv6KYbNgiLQMCzES6vmABl4ZIOnT6xnv_AjhmpEhPUYv2d7OzNCj9jYnwPzPJBNN0zSsrp-wzLL3W0Fubuwih7VtUEwIIgM3ZsBX5C2RlWpSVPh/s1600-h/IMG_1550-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900575568987474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOLbmSYzXSpV6hQTW8KfVZrWy0XILdhBv6KYbNgiLQMCzES6vmABl4ZIOnT6xnv_AjhmpEhPUYv2d7OzNCj9jYnwPzPJBNN0zSsrp-wzLL3W0Fubuwih7VtUEwIIgM3ZsBX5C2RlWpSVPh/s320/IMG_1550-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#663300;">Hi everyone, meet Monty. This is an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Australian</span> Terrier and he belongs to some very good friends of ours. Isn't he the most adorable pup? And yes, he is a stinker!</span><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;">I had to post because I haven't posted in a while and I haven't actually scrapped in that long either, so I thought I would post a cute photo of this puppy and let everyone know that I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">alive</span> and well. I also thought I would beat everyone and get a new post up before everyone started <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">harassing</span> me about not blogging in a long time. lol...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;">Monty caught his first mouse today and he was so excited! For those of you who didn't know, terriers are bred for "mousing" and "ratting". </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;">Anyway, I mostly wanted to share the cute photo with you and say hi. We'll maybe see some of you in the store this week!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-86505743876043466252008-10-13T21:08:00.000-07:002008-10-13T21:28:15.640-07:00"Extreme Adventure"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zkTIXB7cXD-88XFZDJD_WGSRi1QUnP_bvhGJjv-gkhnTpc6Q6WiJsTK2uI9TrfzLhtEDjt7v3Yma8pbz5908h8GVW8hyphenhyphenxux8fwS__Zvb_x5LmjCrY3yL5XuMnwjKGZgEx6za8jrJoMAT/s1600-h/IMG_1591-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858635459495298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zkTIXB7cXD-88XFZDJD_WGSRi1QUnP_bvhGJjv-gkhnTpc6Q6WiJsTK2uI9TrfzLhtEDjt7v3Yma8pbz5908h8GVW8hyphenhyphenxux8fwS__Zvb_x5LmjCrY3yL5XuMnwjKGZgEx6za8jrJoMAT/s200/IMG_1591-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#666600;">Here is the picture taken of where Rachel was last week in Alberta on her Glacier expedition. Suffice it to say that she came home a few days early because there was a blizzard, and it was an extremely difficult expedition. She still has to do the journaling for it, but I did get to use the new SEI line and I love the colors. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;">So ladies, I outdid myself with three pages wahoo! Now I have to get busy and finish the calendar for the calendar class I will be teaching Nov 15....not to mention our crop weekend coming up.....or Trisha the following weekend. Oh, the fun! See you in the store.</span></div><div align="justify"><br /> </div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvl4LNjFYGz1ZDAM4UUvm0QNizTZivdxCvl-xzIrvTVwQMo2ZGqh5Ri_NF43h015WJx93lkswWzyA160De4nZvSTCFKyDhEGHjTYOvkzkjhj73j4QoKB1pUnP_T_XjCjyW4LEPPEVOgI-/s1600-h/IMG_1593-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256857160848081330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvl4LNjFYGz1ZDAM4UUvm0QNizTZivdxCvl-xzIrvTVwQMo2ZGqh5Ri_NF43h015WJx93lkswWzyA160De4nZvSTCFKyDhEGHjTYOvkzkjhj73j4QoKB1pUnP_T_XjCjyW4LEPPEVOgI-/s200/IMG_1593-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#333399;"> I have wanted to do a page about Jenna and her attributes for a long time and finally finished the page yesterday. Most of these photos are old ones (ancient in her books...lol) but they still describe her character to a tee. In fact, I thought of more and ran out of room so I quit. Anyway, the page is doe with the new Granola line from Basic Grey...go figure. My favorite of favorite paper companies. They rock! And two of their new chipboard lines. Yup. Still like the stuff. </span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-71006390209284315642008-10-08T21:59:00.001-07:002008-10-08T22:41:07.968-07:00"I've Been Tagged"<div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">Okay, so you can tell by my title that I have obviously been tagged by a sweet, hilarious, ex-friend (just kidding) and now I am supposed to come up with 6 facts about me that you guys are supposed to find interesting. You would think this wouldn't be too hard, after all, I.....wait, I will put this one down as my first fact.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">1). I love to talk...lots...to everybody. You guys know it, when you come into the store, my jaws are usually flapping. That's just me.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">2). I am just a tad sarcastic....okay alot. I find the older I get, the more sarcastic I am. I wonder why?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">3). I had a great uncle who served in WWII who was German, but fought against Hitler because he hated what Hitler was doing. He survived the war and came home, wouldn't talk about it, but I am thankful today that he fought for my freedom. Don't know if I moved away from Canada, if I could fight against my birth country...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">4). I am a terrible procrastinator. Bad. That is something I inherited but I won't say from which parent...lol. I hate that trait, but I still haven't been able to change that one. Still working on it though.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">5). Like to play practical jokes on people....fun ones.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">6). I am an arachnophobic. Period. I hate eight legged crawly things. I haven't figured out why God created them. Oh, I know that they eat mosquitoes and all that, but I am sure for how smart God is, He could have come up with something less.....offensive???? They are icky!?!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">Rules:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">1). Link the person that tagged you.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">2).Mention the rules on your own blog.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">3). List 6 unspectacular things about you or your group.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">4).Taggify 6 other bloggers.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">Vren Lagadi tagged me.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">I taggify: 1). Sharon from work 2). Julie from work 3). Jenna P. 4). Ralna N. 5). Rachel P. 6). Rachel Roberts :-)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">There you have it. Now I hope no one is mad at me, it is all in fun. Now I didn't mention how much I love Tim's coffee because I put that one in the one I did a while back. So have fun ladies! </span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-29010330321121141822008-09-16T21:26:00.000-07:002008-09-16T21:33:44.677-07:00"The Race is On"<div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;">Well, we all pretty much know that Ralna and Sharon went to the Elton John concert last night. When tickets went on sale, Ralna was able to nab two of them and they were right up front! Alas, Sharon didn't have her film SLR with her but Ralna did....</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;">Ralna has the photos..................Sharon needs the photos to scrapbook the first Elton John concert page that she is so famous for.............Ralna is not working tomorrow............Sharon is working tomorrow night..............Ralna has the photos...............Sharon does not..............The race is on to see who gets the first page done.......Ralna says Sharon will because she doesn't have the time, nor is she working..........I say it's hard to scrap a concert page without the photos.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;">What do you think?</span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-80640478144860930672008-09-03T22:14:00.000-07:002008-09-03T22:28:23.599-07:00"Good Friends"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7HbdwUxGAsJM7VAL8XvISVcQQUA1RDMZk5N5xy2MGyXJVdrlCa3kAC5VPo7fTapXfblU2Gj8ER1BFeVSp6EidvwZbjPlpLMldRmWA-2nmwK29B4cyck1AGMFEZg2_K71JmT90o-jlZCC/s1600-h/IMG_0531.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242031100014898962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7HbdwUxGAsJM7VAL8XvISVcQQUA1RDMZk5N5xy2MGyXJVdrlCa3kAC5VPo7fTapXfblU2Gj8ER1BFeVSp6EidvwZbjPlpLMldRmWA-2nmwK29B4cyck1AGMFEZg2_K71JmT90o-jlZCC/s200/IMG_0531.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;">You guys are going to faint...two posts. Angie and I go waaayy back. To the very first time we (Shannon and I) went to Washington. That was over 20 years ago. We have been great friends since. She has the Italian hospitality, a great cook... oh my goodness, can she cook!!! And do we ever laugh! She is perhaps the darkest blonde I know. Shannon torments her because she is quite gullible. I think perhaps some of me is rubbing off onto her and she is getting quite saucy with Shannon. Her driving has improved...hee, hee, hee. Darla would even feel comfortable in the vehicle. Jenna and Mike (the two youngest) fought, up until this last trip, like cats and dogs. They would argue about what shade of blue the sky was.</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;">I Just wanted everyone to meet one of my very dearest and best friends, since I was talking about Washington alot. And I don't even mind this picture of me which is rare!</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;"></span> </p>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-7742012991290437582008-08-26T22:59:00.000-07:002008-09-03T22:13:46.846-07:00"Back From Vacation"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXIthmBEpJ_0IQDoMVW6lXFljr-7ZPvjQYyb59VEEiocGW8Hec3ILI3nSepzdsmEfN2l8EDTmTeDFp7eZJoV58yCrWWXKzWzQUUTNYB24_i_eEDtCbzIKF1iL6icK9Sw93MZ9AqFgXJ8A0/s1600-h/313.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080019052213522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXIthmBEpJ_0IQDoMVW6lXFljr-7ZPvjQYyb59VEEiocGW8Hec3ILI3nSepzdsmEfN2l8EDTmTeDFp7eZJoV58yCrWWXKzWzQUUTNYB24_i_eEDtCbzIKF1iL6icK9Sw93MZ9AqFgXJ8A0/s200/313.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11cmEMr-TLcwMq-nzv5x9r_77duAWqPL3qNvbQc3jDRruEy41zYUBntQEHxpEdWjTM-SDNu3GWlW8X55dpGEkyTFXugjHciWBGhdkan2irUQ9_YQ-RJl4dwRsosfJcVhoqABK0ewarsSr/s1600-h/099.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239078880633487650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11cmEMr-TLcwMq-nzv5x9r_77duAWqPL3qNvbQc3jDRruEy41zYUBntQEHxpEdWjTM-SDNu3GWlW8X55dpGEkyTFXugjHciWBGhdkan2irUQ9_YQ-RJl4dwRsosfJcVhoqABK0ewarsSr/s200/099.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv6cP6T9bymM4Wxu4K-eOQGEbReTVatWsLPJEo7Qy2sqNQhTGeiWVJ68mQxatERHvMsV1fJ8s2J2P6q8mHcrDb55QCVaQivVkZ8Z1cNxZ2xnFXbO4UILHloQpZxI9uBbeWAFNu4lpM-ZfL/s1600-h/098.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239078212147918018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv6cP6T9bymM4Wxu4K-eOQGEbReTVatWsLPJEo7Qy2sqNQhTGeiWVJ68mQxatERHvMsV1fJ8s2J2P6q8mHcrDb55QCVaQivVkZ8Z1cNxZ2xnFXbO4UILHloQpZxI9uBbeWAFNu4lpM-ZfL/s200/098.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#333333;">Here are a few pictures from our vacation. Shannon took some cool ones of the Space Needle. Seattle is such a cool city. It is full of interesting individuals...you see pretty much everything while you are there. Both girls say they want to live there, but I think most of them do after they have been there. Myself personally, after a few days, I am ready for Circle Drive, 8<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> St, College Dr, 22<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span>, and our 10 min traffic jams. You don't know a traffic jam until you are stuck on the I5 in Seattle at about 5pm rush hour...yikes! Saskatchewan looks better and better. I am a prairie girl at heart.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><div></div></div></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-19477117031697602872008-06-27T08:07:00.000-07:002008-11-18T22:06:33.364-08:00"Finally"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKEcqYrOyE5wEWeX_-aED4jVWWvGpUk8bo-JVzcq3dLJiUSH-gQ6f4xIF5InepqLoGujO3UnVm2vTbWl09bgRH3XJVJgOytIEPhwVu_a9LqqVPiQGh5__QRNjnrdEadh6Gox-ET84HwZwG/s1600-h/IMG_8754-3lpedt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216581989692892578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKEcqYrOyE5wEWeX_-aED4jVWWvGpUk8bo-JVzcq3dLJiUSH-gQ6f4xIF5InepqLoGujO3UnVm2vTbWl09bgRH3XJVJgOytIEPhwVu_a9LqqVPiQGh5__QRNjnrdEadh6Gox-ET84HwZwG/s320/IMG_8754-3lpedt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKDq1fJ_qVykn_oDznFJb2WJN2s09AMNCtRKlQssvzoffboyhyphenhyphen12hspAsF3cUsTaGPPAq3YmENbQTv5UF18_FpyWFZAJuRzijpsElJiaMxN_zh8eu3D4ls6A3aRHaddlAjRrjuJi5w4wEb/s1600-h/IMG_8752-2lpedt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216581690055553810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKDq1fJ_qVykn_oDznFJb2WJN2s09AMNCtRKlQssvzoffboyhyphenhyphen12hspAsF3cUsTaGPPAq3YmENbQTv5UF18_FpyWFZAJuRzijpsElJiaMxN_zh8eu3D4ls6A3aRHaddlAjRrjuJi5w4wEb/s320/IMG_8752-2lpedt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgariyxoVyA867T0cNokTBUtO05mLbT47HvAGF4T3ResXJkE6iDOWkcDw7VDSSozuuFbPVrHvCKaUDzbM4UKl9xUja561cFcWy4R4DyxaFBVbBhQqCA3qVZ1kNJSrvmwx7etzdj088lJMon/s1600-h/IMG_8734-1lpedt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216581170006498130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgariyxoVyA867T0cNokTBUtO05mLbT47HvAGF4T3ResXJkE6iDOWkcDw7VDSSozuuFbPVrHvCKaUDzbM4UKl9xUja561cFcWy4R4DyxaFBVbBhQqCA3qVZ1kNJSrvmwx7etzdj088lJMon/s320/IMG_8734-1lpedt.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#333333;"> Yes, I finally have a few pictures of Jenna to post. Rachel did a grad photo shoot of a friend yesterday and Jenna went along to assist/accompany/get some candids of herself. Rachel managed to take some and I like them all. I will be scrapbooking these of her. Who knows, maybe she will do another photo shoot of just Jenna.<br /><br /></span><div><span style="color:#333333;">Have a great long weekend everyone!</span></div></div></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-79666523804235324002008-06-10T11:37:00.001-07:002008-11-18T22:06:33.771-08:00"Dude"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5-71WT7Do6f7UkMWkwEUcjBYnWpLwnluIP9XkJBGi6Z49F5cEzuF5s-nWN_w34XXZ8iEcoAROTGNoBiEAf8z1_zbJxcGnoQZGwfAaUWbC1KGUvWytiFEJFf9WYdeB6TKN8UH-xj6uQVH/s1600-h/IMG_1051-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210325849015120466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5-71WT7Do6f7UkMWkwEUcjBYnWpLwnluIP9XkJBGi6Z49F5cEzuF5s-nWN_w34XXZ8iEcoAROTGNoBiEAf8z1_zbJxcGnoQZGwfAaUWbC1KGUvWytiFEJFf9WYdeB6TKN8UH-xj6uQVH/s400/IMG_1051-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#996633;">So, this is what happens to your nephew when the teenagers get ahold of him after church! He looks absolutely adorable and the little stinker knows it too! Now the only thing he needs is to have his hair a little longer and spiked and it would be perfect. I plan on scrapping these pics because I can't not. What is it about the youngest siblings that has this mischievous look in their eyes and they are just the stinkers? If anyone figures that one out, I'm sure they will be the next multi-millionaire.<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEI05PVyMaU9ZN4-o93LmFt4Bt0fqZmZRy5ECAynoXgN3Yk6dmW9g1dRUQFzY1WB0cUjeXefxnqrz8kd9RuOLYiO5XYCsnier6pOAJd2vSgTXejdoi3OTsC_NcjzLX_73Tkxok2C4-ZYY_/s1600-h/IMG_1057-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210325633795858946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEI05PVyMaU9ZN4-o93LmFt4Bt0fqZmZRy5ECAynoXgN3Yk6dmW9g1dRUQFzY1WB0cUjeXefxnqrz8kd9RuOLYiO5XYCsnier6pOAJd2vSgTXejdoi3OTsC_NcjzLX_73Tkxok2C4-ZYY_/s400/IMG_1057-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">"La-la-la-la. I can't hear you." I said, "Seth look at Rachel and smile, please." "La-la-la-la." </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#996633;">"Arrrggg!" What a goof! Trying to get a nice picture with him, AFTER he has had female attention (yes, I did say female) is NOT going to happen. He is a charmer and I love him. He makes me laugh every service, and then makes me extremely thankful I had two girls!!!!<br /><br /></span><br /></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-89102129539165367912008-06-02T22:49:00.001-07:002008-11-18T22:06:34.060-08:00"2008 ACR"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlgdo5OfxqmO5zY9BHppCW5iI4xYW6fNpagu0qYGKl2SwdZyOS-JHtXTSMBII3AB5XjS_bTqZ6MfSyUkJtnCnDHBq0H5Zr8N4dEXj98RooYsjU4aAV4f2YdB5VOX8gVDxyyFKY59e-yq57/s1600-h/IMG_0972-1-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207528958151120114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlgdo5OfxqmO5zY9BHppCW5iI4xYW6fNpagu0qYGKl2SwdZyOS-JHtXTSMBII3AB5XjS_bTqZ6MfSyUkJtnCnDHBq0H5Zr8N4dEXj98RooYsjU4aAV4f2YdB5VOX8gVDxyyFKY59e-yq57/s400/IMG_0972-1-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#333300;"> So here ends another year of cadets. The awards banquet is on Thurs evening and then it is all wrap up stuff for summer camps. My girls are not going to Vernon this year although there is a tug to go. Alot of their friends will be there staffing or taking another course. </span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;">Here is the first picture taken of Shannon in uniform, with the girls. I have to say, they look pretty sharp. I will have to be scrappin' this one (maybe in black and white) as I won't get too many more pictures of them together in uniforms. Rachel ages out in Dec of this year, so this was her last ACR.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5UjaIv7xYdDl9qwpCx_vK8rKTXirQmOOYcfo5oslbfc52fBi7AfbZpaiNGAzA2UWoHr7F-J-oIA-GKuk8-dtLX1y_4vxosYXpWzRgyLacJDuZonqtloegt8IqY8GVl5_0rTO7x2d2E0nl/s1600-h/IMG_0976-edt1-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207528833597068514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5UjaIv7xYdDl9qwpCx_vK8rKTXirQmOOYcfo5oslbfc52fBi7AfbZpaiNGAzA2UWoHr7F-J-oIA-GKuk8-dtLX1y_4vxosYXpWzRgyLacJDuZonqtloegt8IqY8GVl5_0rTO7x2d2E0nl/s400/IMG_0976-edt1-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> Lt. Col. Johnson is from Moose Jaw and he was our reviewing officer for the day. He was also the Dep. Comm. Officer of Vernon Army Cadet Summer Training Centre last summer and will returning there this year. He is just a super nice, down to earth kind of guy who truly cares for kids. He remembered the "Peterson" girls and was quite willing to pose for me. He was sorry that they were taking the summer off as he put it "It is hard to find good staff cadets."<br /><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVGiX7wZiLTl-breKA9pQuj27kAxvsJDgJ4e5rlzXW-Y9INJakMtIgFsEbg-_INoQ0Aw1utz4R9Fcz0NvyyFMokLk852Qj8wVI5stORk68UlaKQ_rjDcaGCHBG4RgQSwgE_G_yY_JkaHf/s1600-h/IMG_0975-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207528678978245842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVGiX7wZiLTl-breKA9pQuj27kAxvsJDgJ4e5rlzXW-Y9INJakMtIgFsEbg-_INoQ0Aw1utz4R9Fcz0NvyyFMokLk852Qj8wVI5stORk68UlaKQ_rjDcaGCHBG4RgQSwgE_G_yY_JkaHf/s400/IMG_0975-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#333300;"> Neither of the girls received any medals this year, which kinda sucks, but that's the way she goes. I can honestly say they aren't in this for the awards and medals or they would have quit a long time ago. I am proud of the job they have done and the care they have for their fellow cadets. That is way more important in the grand scheme of things.<br /><br />Anyway, maybe I'll get some pages done soon, I hope. I really want to do the pages of them and their dad and this one with LT. Col. Johnson.<br /><br />I want to say thanks to Sheryl and her family for coming out. I have pictures for her that I have to email to her of her kids with my girls. I see some future cadets in the making, I think! Also thanks to my sister Darla, mom, Grandma and Shannon's parents. It means alot to the girls to have their family there.<br /><br />That's all for now. I may post some marching pics as Rachel was Flag Team Commander this year and Jenna was on the drill team that did a demonstration.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-92104868326545458232008-05-23T00:11:00.000-07:002008-11-18T22:06:34.244-08:00"Photo Shoot"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0yLPZZcGfstBR7ucnji7iaPRrB6uU0sCASm-wPGJ_BUroLzcpfwgEH2OvJNFygVW9cQl713ssY0tE96lbDNCN8mWD4ZIEbUGdemS8OEu6zb0A5EqnZkVYN-2JC1GXGFCrDDX8d4XvRUTa/s1600-h/IMG_0958-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203467619896153282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0yLPZZcGfstBR7ucnji7iaPRrB6uU0sCASm-wPGJ_BUroLzcpfwgEH2OvJNFygVW9cQl713ssY0tE96lbDNCN8mWD4ZIEbUGdemS8OEu6zb0A5EqnZkVYN-2JC1GXGFCrDDX8d4XvRUTa/s400/IMG_0958-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#996633;">Here is my recent page of my nieces Amanda and Melissa. This picture cracks me up because it so catches their true personality. Rachel tells them to look off to their left and Amanda obeys Rachel. Melissa does at first, but then she just has to sneak a peek and that happens to be when Rachel snaps the pic! The whole curiosity thingy! Now I am warning you that I used an old line of Basic Grey paper so there is no sniff of it even being in the store. Sorry. But the color was just perfect for the page. Bling, flowers, buttons, and rub-ons...again my favs. Really like how this one turned out. I started out with an idea from pagemaps.com and changed it a bit.<br /></span><br /></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-5643598569256265812008-05-21T08:45:00.000-07:002008-11-18T22:06:34.402-08:00"Melissa"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjEZzZurxz1iQhz5sWf2DuPzL63zYgSl0ifT9Ii1Z2Ig4NVrwRpXIp3tA_RJOuAQOS4_dtEkjzERiE0Mwkomg4QpT1csvpMlhSZCCwLZ5Jym9x-mVC2b7f2Rh_TQs_dLgvjIYVjS-4nbk9/s1600-h/IMG_0960-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202857953899133266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjEZzZurxz1iQhz5sWf2DuPzL63zYgSl0ifT9Ii1Z2Ig4NVrwRpXIp3tA_RJOuAQOS4_dtEkjzERiE0Mwkomg4QpT1csvpMlhSZCCwLZ5Jym9x-mVC2b7f2Rh_TQs_dLgvjIYVjS-4nbk9/s400/IMG_0960-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#330000;">What are the odds of finding something that actually exactly matches something in your photo...without going out and purposely matching it up to a specific paper line before taking the picture, like us crazy scrapbookers are wont to do? The funny thing was trying to explain who Heidi Swapp was, why I put a <em>bird </em>on my page and what did a <em>"stupid bird have to do with Melissa's picture anyway"? </em>to my sixteen year old, it was quite the challenge! She just didn't get the whole embellishment thingy. I mean I even pulled out Deb's page of her and Heidi Swapp that she scrapped in LA and showed Jenna who she was, that she was wearing her trademark hounds tooth skirt, and that she is kinda known for the bird embellishment....by then some the wind was taken out of my sails, so to speak and you realize you aren't talking to a true scrapper when you have to explain <em>everything.</em> You know what I mean? We've all been there when we are talking to someone who doesn't speak the language...yup. I just ended up telling her to "never mind the bird has no significance except to decorate" to which the sixteen year old wisdom/sarcasm/tude replied, "Well that's dumb." Thus ended our conversation! And everybody with teenagers say AMEN!<br /></span><br /></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-60875760137326322092008-05-21T08:34:00.000-07:002008-11-18T22:06:34.693-08:00"Capturing the Moment"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr7-_fKMzCCcD0tDiKph7zTN3pgFuXQGCneqVe2CvW_7KWzFOPtciLdUb5Z9YhBXVFzhlUSqQrYjtIVubBm6XPuCGi415yYpKiCdEySztqdkpxJyGk9SWNgjgvyC7EQXFLv3nK3lFKxgt1/s1600-h/IMG_0954-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855153580456258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr7-_fKMzCCcD0tDiKph7zTN3pgFuXQGCneqVe2CvW_7KWzFOPtciLdUb5Z9YhBXVFzhlUSqQrYjtIVubBm6XPuCGi415yYpKiCdEySztqdkpxJyGk9SWNgjgvyC7EQXFLv3nK3lFKxgt1/s400/IMG_0954-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#333333;">This is one of the few pages I finished using the pictures Rachel took from the photoshoot she did of Darla, Lana and myself. For people who really don't like getting their picture taken, we really had alot of fun that day. We laughed and made Rachel work extra hard. The PDQ paper is so easy to use because it is already done for you and when you want a quick and easy page...tada! I think that is why I am liking this line so much because I like using several different patterns of paper on a layout and these are already preprinted for you. Slap a picture on it, add a few embellishments and it's done.<br /></span><br /></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-42193958838564558532008-05-19T13:35:00.000-07:002008-11-18T22:06:35.079-08:00"Spring Stampede"<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKp3drgg075y04e70JljnDXSufpxrMD5X9IBSB3-Upgnh05fblxdsEgzlOgYpCaUZt08PjDlT2IpKziSXwqzsyhUn_lEQ7cZUXp0_RFjEkWBlwxI1emLz-SFEu08SVZm4i9ZR69-bMvWC/s1600-h/IMG_0920-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202200037923830066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKp3drgg075y04e70JljnDXSufpxrMD5X9IBSB3-Upgnh05fblxdsEgzlOgYpCaUZt08PjDlT2IpKziSXwqzsyhUn_lEQ7cZUXp0_RFjEkWBlwxI1emLz-SFEu08SVZm4i9ZR69-bMvWC/s400/IMG_0920-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#333300;"> This is Shannon's supply office...the back of the Budget truck!<br /></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFoj3hjOxC-YCoesbH9_52-xnBelu2H20nEO8IwkNz6vtn4UzMN56jAVIaW2Bbxd3KkcsjWLTDIeX7VGEYu_dglY2wE_nYumn-iPpD4Qb2zc7ghjU5UZcBaRo7qkOr6SN3rzPxwpMJwXa/s1600-h/IMG_0097-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202199853240236322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFoj3hjOxC-YCoesbH9_52-xnBelu2H20nEO8IwkNz6vtn4UzMN56jAVIaW2Bbxd3KkcsjWLTDIeX7VGEYu_dglY2wE_nYumn-iPpD4Qb2zc7ghjU5UZcBaRo7qkOr6SN3rzPxwpMJwXa/s400/IMG_0097-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#333300;"> Rach still doesn't like dirt roads with trees on both sides...wild boars may have something to do with it! This tent picked up and started blowing away! Fun trying to tie it down again.<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizZZlhBWHPSWeXWmyZ8E-yL-D1UYoL85xxFRCOSSB1BHet_heUiHNGlEYPNm40XvzgJ5E09nMHGNmwev0SIOeB1uoOJrtLzNlXVGr7en7YD4rJufZWqSrA6jDcs1pNJIUHFVZx4Ou1hFdL/s1600-h/IMG_0090-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202199509642852626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizZZlhBWHPSWeXWmyZ8E-yL-D1UYoL85xxFRCOSSB1BHet_heUiHNGlEYPNm40XvzgJ5E09nMHGNmwev0SIOeB1uoOJrtLzNlXVGr7en7YD4rJufZWqSrA6jDcs1pNJIUHFVZx4Ou1hFdL/s400/IMG_0090-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;">So Shannon and the girls spent a couple days "out in the bush" with the cadets doing a weekend of training. It was hot and windy, no wood ticks (I think that was a first in Saskatchewan history) but they had fun. I have a ton of pictures...again because three cameras went out there and all three of them were busy snapping away. Here are a few of them and I can't wait to scrap some of them.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;">The first night the coyotes were right on the edge of their camp and actually the RSM of the corps decided he wanted to sleep in a hoochie Friday night. Now for those of you who don't know what a hoochie is, it is a tent that is maybe 3,5 feet high, about 5-6 feet long and doorless on both ends. Yup. Can you imagine sleeping a little ways off from the main campsite, hearing the yipping of the coyotes, like right there and looking up out your door into the eyes of a coyote? Yah, I think I would've had a heart attack right on the spot. He had his big knife out and ready because this big coyote kept circling his hoochie. Nothing happened, but I'm sure it took a few years off his life!</span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;">Besides eating IMP's, dirt, playing a type of capture the flag game where Rach biffed it but good trying to tag someone, getting sun burned, all is well. Jenna walked up to a kid on the other team and asked him if she could have a drink of water as they kept walking towards the ball they were supposed to capture. She made it quite a ways into enemy territory, when a "wiser" cadet asked this first year what he was doing with the enemy, to which he replied, "Sgt. Peterson needed to go to the bathroom." That wasn't what she told him, but she kept her mouth shut hoping to get closer still, snatch the ball and run. But, they caught on to her scheme and they tagged her when she was within sight of the ball. I howled when she told me this because this is exactly what her dad would do in this situation. Talk about using your head! Lucky for the other side she didn't quite get away with it. Shannon and another Instructor laid in the grass in the early evening while the kids were doing an orienteering course and as they walked by, one of them (I won't mention any names) threw a stick and one of the kids nearly jumped five feet in the air as they rolled on the ground laughing. All in fun. Good clean fun. </span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333300;">So, this ends my blogging for one day. This is what happens when I don't blog forever! You guys get "Bogged Down"! Sorry, I couldn't resist the silly pun. Hope everyone had a good long weekend and we shall see many of you in the store this coming week!!!!</span></div><br /></div></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-38577173345918677422008-05-19T13:16:00.001-07:002008-11-18T22:06:35.212-08:00"My Rosie"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWbfXgm_cC0cwXEvDrlHbIXg56QgkqPOXetog5fJyy9NQy1Apwe-Oz2vRhejKe7FVNzNY6hWud6cW6AB9WyzH9WxTL7YcLWSPnR21mIW1FS7wA59u8gDFc7adiOonNeuhyIw15z93mqGvy/s1600-h/IMG_0948-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202185581063911682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWbfXgm_cC0cwXEvDrlHbIXg56QgkqPOXetog5fJyy9NQy1Apwe-Oz2vRhejKe7FVNzNY6hWud6cW6AB9WyzH9WxTL7YcLWSPnR21mIW1FS7wA59u8gDFc7adiOonNeuhyIw15z93mqGvy/s400/IMG_0948-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#660000;"> I have always been going to do a page titled Rosie or My Rosie, but I never seemed to have the right picture... until now. She is such a sweetie and reminds me of my Rachel in so many ways. She sat and posed for her pictures like a little lady. Her middle name is Rose and I started calling her Rosie several years ago and it kinda just stuck. It has become my pet name for her. In fact, when her mom tries to call her petunia, she emphatically replies, "Mom, my name is not petunia, it is Rosie."</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">Again I used PDQ paper, stickles, black Prima bling, Prima's new flowers, and leaves(which I absolutely love) and Making Memories chipboard letters, and Heidi Swapp ghost letters. I am trying to use my stash, so some of the newer layouts coming up will have old paper on it. Just a heads up because people come into the store looking for the stuff we use on our pages and we won't have it anymore. :-) Sorry.<br /></span></div><div align="justify"></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-41258869646765793002008-05-19T12:55:00.001-07:002008-11-18T22:06:35.528-08:00"My Little Man"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-F-gfwzst0JtqpPbfjlfj1BMdZKplyXejBJEVa-9pUr6WE9_DKHW8Wa7RYpuOWFgwopv9rLlFVk9h_IykMQRCSk_ayyjEUWWmd3jD8_CflcpH4WfqMkUnWMvEL_SWAacIoDMkB839Zaer/s1600-h/IMG_0955-edt1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202182480097523954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-F-gfwzst0JtqpPbfjlfj1BMdZKplyXejBJEVa-9pUr6WE9_DKHW8Wa7RYpuOWFgwopv9rLlFVk9h_IykMQRCSk_ayyjEUWWmd3jD8_CflcpH4WfqMkUnWMvEL_SWAacIoDMkB839Zaer/s400/IMG_0955-edt1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#663333;"> He was such a goof that day! If you look close, you might actually see the outline <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">for</span> his halo...not! He fooled around, wouldn't sit still, made his many faces, all to get this one angelic picture. Everyone that walked by on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Meewasin</span> couldn't help but smile at his antics and I laughed pretty much the whole time (much to the chagrin of my sister) and Rachel came away just a bit frazzled. He was pretty much your typical boy...with a little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ADHD</span> thrown in there! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">LOL</span>.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663333;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#663333;">I have not had the chance to use any of the PDQ paper line and this seemed to fit quite well. You cannot tell with this photo, but I used the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Grungeboard</span> letters, inked and glazed them, Heidi <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Swapp</span> clear letters, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Cricut</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">diecut</span> font and some 7 Gypsies rub <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ons</span>.<br /></span></div><div align="justify"></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-76107174923964588072008-04-14T23:04:00.000-07:002008-11-18T22:06:36.231-08:00"Random Layouts"<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEHbCZl5LCD8LjNWb1aKvBQLPM3aNSFiZxMw9Qd0HE_oI3iEciBEa-HPVgWRdMvLcMZMYtoyKgn29fZ1LY8AmBM-9fUY4c3ToSv3yt2-kpqq18jdIVxpsjZ_RhzsL35Szghi0dIsMAXKOG/s1600-h/IMG_0598-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189351611164400498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEHbCZl5LCD8LjNWb1aKvBQLPM3aNSFiZxMw9Qd0HE_oI3iEciBEa-HPVgWRdMvLcMZMYtoyKgn29fZ1LY8AmBM-9fUY4c3ToSv3yt2-kpqq18jdIVxpsjZ_RhzsL35Szghi0dIsMAXKOG/s400/IMG_0598-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff99ff;"> </span><span style="color:#339999;">So I finally got around to blogging tonight, don't faint or fall off your computer chair. I usually have to fight three other people for the computer to begin with and then I have to make sure I am going to have enough time to finish! Sounds good anyway. These are older pics of Hannah but I was glad I got to use up some old paper...for a change. Some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">stickles</span>, buttons, and stamping and that is about it.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuoEQI5a-mtwlrQbuar1U-ACl6iiWZsycsHL9s-X8jhYgbET2OyFrdaU7kny3oUeYuzIvN1A5eu2_GIW1Yh1fDg4jVsOGFB8RoII2AcMExmzRhNK2heIQnYQv1FeGH8_5Zpr-il5xjVBmG/s1600-h/IMG_0596-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189351400711002978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuoEQI5a-mtwlrQbuar1U-ACl6iiWZsycsHL9s-X8jhYgbET2OyFrdaU7kny3oUeYuzIvN1A5eu2_GIW1Yh1fDg4jVsOGFB8RoII2AcMExmzRhNK2heIQnYQv1FeGH8_5Zpr-il5xjVBmG/s400/IMG_0596-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> I've had these pictures for a while and wanted to do something special with them. Lately I haven't been satisfied with any pages I have done. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ralna</span> even commented on it, that I comment on every page I do, that I am not happy with something...whether it is just the embellishments, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">journalling</span> or paper. Again, using up stuff in my stash. That feels good. I love the pictures of the girls in their dress blues, they look sharp if I do say so myself. The colors are so rich and the uniform so classy. Anyway, Rachel received the Legion Medal of Excellence last May.<br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbnpB-UfPzWpcIf72JXoPi742YsrAsQSdV6ecQxxRWWmtIr9ERL5eA12x0FSSwausRBRIqM82xYF4nZ3ckZOIjwKqTuLCyS0eoTto3yNz2Pu-3NGsfMlecCU_PXobiKIdfXVZtZ3-obV9/s1600-h/IMG_0592-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189351147307932498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbnpB-UfPzWpcIf72JXoPi742YsrAsQSdV6ecQxxRWWmtIr9ERL5eA12x0FSSwausRBRIqM82xYF4nZ3ckZOIjwKqTuLCyS0eoTto3yNz2Pu-3NGsfMlecCU_PXobiKIdfXVZtZ3-obV9/s400/IMG_0592-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc6600;">This was the fall <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">FTX</span> and I used the Cosmo Cricket line of patterned paper. An older line again...go me! Also used more of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Thickers</span>. Good old blocking and lots of small photos.<br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ARoZd07ErXapx9FK93UMr3113bjkCktqTB73MbYmVg_0fi8e4_mHMv8JSdyA5htRSdbi1mTxuozENUZwvJpERk18Id9mO5fikt_YOYaLO3vdB6VVQO_lOL4blIcX1wQ4dhjkPKB5XP-c/s1600-h/IMG_0684-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189349974781860674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ARoZd07ErXapx9FK93UMr3113bjkCktqTB73MbYmVg_0fi8e4_mHMv8JSdyA5htRSdbi1mTxuozENUZwvJpERk18Id9mO5fikt_YOYaLO3vdB6VVQO_lOL4blIcX1wQ4dhjkPKB5XP-c/s400/IMG_0684-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#6666cc;"> I think Lorraine took this picture of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Kaylin</span> and I at last years Spring Fling, so I had to scrap it. I totally lifted the page from Page Maps, as I was in a rut and needed to accomplish something. Liking the new paper and embellishments.<br /><br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdCM5nyq1FLPixmShMZDrlEkg-E9mOt09x0h4bNo1zMCVrSavk9x-W8sJiqMcj4f7J98ZVbGzDWmDPASVnoZY3rYbnyziAMr4GJsgIAn8QkxaHUUsSXjXY5CIwBoUmcmWqkB2g_qdUvVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0682-edt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189349794393234226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdCM5nyq1FLPixmShMZDrlEkg-E9mOt09x0h4bNo1zMCVrSavk9x-W8sJiqMcj4f7J98ZVbGzDWmDPASVnoZY3rYbnyziAMr4GJsgIAn8QkxaHUUsSXjXY5CIwBoUmcmWqkB2g_qdUvVQ/s400/IMG_0682-edt.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#336666;"> These are perhaps some of my favorite pictures of my grandma and my daughter because they so much depict their true character. I can only hope that I am like my grandma if I live to be her age. She always has a smile on her face, and is a joker....don't think it runs in the family? She has a great sense of humor and I was so glad when Denise caught her and Jenna skipping down the sidewalk the day of Rachel's prom and photo shoot. You know me and chipboard...many fonts, and I also got to use up some Heidi <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Swapp</span> ghost stuff!!! Ink and glossy accents and a little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">bling</span> and I'm a happy camper!</span></div></div></div></div>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325364720009956800.post-90227468422277827482008-03-31T09:43:00.000-07:002008-11-18T22:06:37.280-08:00"Masada"<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj879JhpQbxo5fpZwZMSJERc66OouWB133FrfcAAHH14lNNA9xyJvIEbGJmcFQTWzplPCy7R7MeL7vVG-5PT20wn07ZWZQTgfiHOFZs8jgptvXoN79uKKTYkQQUJdqg-XWNEZZf1jR59zn8/s1600-h/IMG_7491t.jpg"><span style="color:#666666;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183960191512427234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj879JhpQbxo5fpZwZMSJERc66OouWB133FrfcAAHH14lNNA9xyJvIEbGJmcFQTWzplPCy7R7MeL7vVG-5PT20wn07ZWZQTgfiHOFZs8jgptvXoN79uKKTYkQQUJdqg-XWNEZZf1jR59zn8/s400/IMG_7491t.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#666666;"> One of the reasons why I went to Calgary besides taking my girls and some other youth to our district youth conference, was to finish these scrapbook pages I insisted I had to do for Sherri on Masada. Her husband Mel went to Israel last February and she started 2 books at our last Spring Fling...one for her husband and one for Mel's friend who took him. Mel is every <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">scrapbooker's</span> dream photographer...he takes awesome pictures of the details of everyday life in Israel. Anyway, years ago my pastor taught a series of bible studies on Masada and the place has always captivated my interest. Hence the need to scrapbook these photos for Sherri.<br /></div></span><p align="left"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbYvR_fOpE4FP0mee-wHf7PiohmxXdwq6NG3PYvpJkta9gc6rupu3v_gOSC-u3tK20LfI9tm9LHq0z9QNRFsBDfJWHd-NDqHi1P003CBgHEq6Arz7cNs4OeYBMXmddyMTfl4DHc_UvpRU/s1600-h/IMG_7492t.jpg"><span style="color:#666666;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183959839325108946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbYvR_fOpE4FP0mee-wHf7PiohmxXdwq6NG3PYvpJkta9gc6rupu3v_gOSC-u3tK20LfI9tm9LHq0z9QNRFsBDfJWHd-NDqHi1P003CBgHEq6Arz7cNs4OeYBMXmddyMTfl4DHc_UvpRU/s400/IMG_7492t.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#666666;">The fortress itself was nothing short of an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">architectural</span> masterpiece with natural cisterns, groves, walkways, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">colonnaded</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">porticos</span>, gardens and storerooms for arms and provisions sufficient to supply 10,000 men for many years. </span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#666666;">Herod used Masada only as an occasional winter resort and possibly a few vacation trips and after his death in 4 B.C., a Roman garrison was stationed there until A.D. 66. A large scale Jewish revolt broke out at that time and they made a raid on Masada, displacing the Romans. As fighting continued throughout Palestine, many zealous Jews made their way to Masada to strengthen their garrison.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#666666;">After the fall of Jerusalem under Titus in A.D. 70, the few remaining Jews who evaded capture, made their way across the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Judean</span> wilderness to Masada to continue their battle for freedom. </span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#666666;">In the fall of A.D. 72, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Falvius</span> Silva, the</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCyxSgQTB77FLhzyyjrdzpBaBI0OmWlW-dvBrE6A5KveTd683yje664j8MkwYnK2FIvTjan2gv_FjHK4ZTHD2hNYytETv_ZWoJHKFxkmnRqeeub2KBxGY_BB2fpnnaELhXhB2oWJClPgfg/s1600-h/IMG_7493t.jpg"><span style="color:#666666;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183958683978906306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCyxSgQTB77FLhzyyjrdzpBaBI0OmWlW-dvBrE6A5KveTd683yje664j8MkwYnK2FIvTjan2gv_FjHK4ZTHD2hNYytETv_ZWoJHKFxkmnRqeeub2KBxGY_BB2fpnnaELhXhB2oWJClPgfg/s400/IMG_7493t.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#666666;">Roman general, took his Tenth Legion, it's auxiliary troops, thousands of Jewish <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">POW's</span> and laid <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">siege</span> to Masada, then defended by <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Eleazar</span>. For long months the patriots defended themselves against the Romans, but eventually completed <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">an enormous</span> earthen ramp (using Jewish <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">POW's</span>) to the top, placed battering rams against the walls, and set fire to the fortification. In the meantime, inside he walls, Eleazar gave a speech which set in motion a page in history never to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">be</span> forgotten. When the enemy broke through the gates, what they found was one of the most touching <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">tragedies</span> in human history. The Jews, not wanting to fall into the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Romans</span> hands and a fate much worse as a POW, decided it would e better to die at their own hands. So embracing loved ones, with sword or dagger, they dealt the fa<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">tal</span> blow. Collecting all their treasures in piles, they fed them to the flames. Next they chose ten men by lots to slay all the rest. When the deed was done, they again cast lots to determine who would kill the nine and fall on their own sword. </span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#666666;">April 15, AD 73. When the Romans broke through, they found alive only two women, and five children, who concealed themselves and a mass of 960 dead bodies. </span></p><div align="left"><span style="color:#666666;">I have always been fascinated by this historical tragedy and hope someday to visit Masada myself.<br /><br /><br /></div></span><span style="color:#666666;"><p align="left"><br /></p></span>Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830152332595760689noreply@blogger.com7